Chapter 5
Sam
I couldn't believe that they bought that! Thank you 19th century chauvinism! As soon as I was sure they were gone I opened my eyes and wracked my brain, trying to think about what I could do. Danny was too badly hurt; I couldn't risk waking him up and exasperating his injuries. And I knew that my broken left arm and rib weren't going to help me either. And I didn't have anything that could help either; no money, nothing I could afford to sell, and I wasn't going to get a job with my arm and rib anyway, then there was Danny. I couldn't move him, even on a good day I couldn't move him that far, five years of ghost fighting, three of which he had been hitting the gym and getting some fighting lessons from his Mom turned him into a 6'2" 230 pound powerhouse I knew that my slim 5'5" 137 pound body couldn't move all that far. Think Sam think!
The worst part was that we were practically defenseless right now, and Orion could come after us now, we wouldn't be able to survive this time. I didn't think that this could happen to us of all people, it had been so easy before, Tucker, oh Tucker, and Danny and me just running around fighting ghosts. And here we were, Tucker was…gone, and Danny and I were stuck in the 19th century. The only thing I could think of was going to be the most desperate thing I could do. Tell them the truth. If I really was in the house of Dr. Watson and if that guy really was Sherlock Holmes then maybe they could help us. I made my way to Danny and looked at his face; if it wasn't for the bandages around his head one would think he was having the best sleep of his life. "I hope this works Danny," I said and gave him a small kiss.
That's when the door opened up and I heard Sherlock Holmes say, "I'm afraid that this isn't a fairy tale in which true loves kiss will awaken the slumbering prince, in this case." I looked at Danny again and told him, "I know. But after everything we've been through, I can't help but wonder if maybe I live in a comic book." Sherlock Holmes looked at me strangely then pulled out Danny's Ghost Thermos from behind his back. "I want to know what this thing is and where you are from. You are in possession of weapons and technology of devastating strength, yet you were wounded, you are clearly accustomed to lying and having to act to hide secrets, yet from that abysmal performance an hour ago you have not had to hide that secret in a few years time. You are an American woman who has had to live a violent and active lifestyle. The way you hold yourself shows the pride of an upper class woman, yet you speak as though you were born in the gutter. And those ridiculous clothes you were wearing denote that you are not from Western civilization or anywhere where current civilization is extant."
Sherlock Holmes then looked at me and then twisted the lid off of the Ghost Thermos. "Don't do that! If you aren't careful you'll unleash all the ghosts we captured!" I yelled at him. "Ghosts, what do such fantasies have to do with you?" he asked. I sighed and said, "Look, you're right. We're not from here, or at least not from this century," I tried to explain. "You are not making sense," he told me. "We're from the future, about one hundred and eighteen years into the future, and we traveled from our time to the future, then to this century. We had to do this to find and stop a ghost called 'Orion', though that's only the part of his name that humans can pronounce. He did this to us after we stopped him in the future and he tried to run here and we went after him, and that's how we got here, at least that's the short version." I told him.
Sherlock Holmes looked stared at me for five minutes and I stared back, silently begging for him to believe me. I mean, this was the Sherlock Holmes, World's Greatest Detective; he had to believe me in the face of all the evidence, right? Finally he said, "There's only one way to confirm your story, I need to see a ghost." "DON'T!" I screamed, then he pressed the button on the Thermos and all Hell broke loose.
Watson
Mary and I were eagerly waiting to see what would happen when we heard Samantha yell, "Don't touch that!" "That doesn't sound good," Mary said, "Maybe you should go up there and stop Mr. Holmes before he does something we'll regret." "I think you're right," I said. Something, maybe animal instinct or a higher power I don't know; compelled me to take the strange gun from Samantha's bag. I took it, being careful not to use it as I climbed up to mine and Mary's room. I heard through the door as they spoke, "We're from the future, about one hundred and eighteen years into the future." Samantha said. One-hundred and eighteen years in the future! That woman was mad! I heard her talk about a ghost named 'Orion'; and about how they had fought this 'Orion' and had landed in the alleyway after fighting it.
After Samantha finished her story I heard only silence. My mind was racing, could she be telling the truth? After all, in only one- hundred and eight years firearms had advanced greatly from that used when the American Colonies had broken free from English rule, who was I to say that in another one-hundred and eighteen years that mankind would not be harnessing light itself as a weapon? At last I heard Holmes say, "There's only one way to confirm your story, I need to see a ghost." Samantha screamed, "Don't!" Then I heard a strange noise as if some strange electrical sound leaving an enclosed space and suddenly heard multiple voices laughing cruelly and Samantha screaming and Holmes was yelling out in shock.
I opened the door and saw three glowing green amorphous…creatures flying around the room. Their thin arms ended in clawed hands and their eyes were glowing red with no pupils or iris', under which they had wide maws filled with teeth like that of a shark! Holmes was struggling to keep one from biting his head off while Samantha was being carried off by another and the last was coming closer to Danny's prone body. Thinking quickly I raised the gun from Samantha's bag and fired at the creature that was carrying her away, making it drop her onto the floor. I then fired two more shots at the one Holmes was battling, forcing it off of him. I was about to shoot the last when a blue mist erupted from Danny's mouth and he opened his eyes. Then two white halos of light appeared on his midsection, one floated up and the other floated down and strange black clothes appeared where the halos floated over, then a white belt on his hips and a white symbol appeared on his chest then finally white boots graced his feet and gloves appeared on his hands then I saw his blue eyes change into a bright glowing green and his raven black hair turned white as the driven snow.
The creatures screamed at the transformation and Danny raised his right hand, it glowed with a strange blue colored energy. Then a blue ray of light shot out of his hand, and the creatures were suddenly encased in solid ice. Samantha scrambled over to the 'Ghost Thermos' and then pressed a button. A white ray of light emitted from the 'Ghost Thermos' and I heard a strange electrical sound as if it were going inside the 'Ghost Thermos' as the creatures were…inhaled into the device and at last the creatures were gone. Then I saw Danny cough up a strange green substance and the halos appeared once again, and he transformed back into his naked, blue eyed, dark haired form. "Danny!" Samantha yelled and rushed to his side. "So," he weakly said, "What'd I miss?"