T3Nsion Alternate Timelines

T3Nsion at the Space Resort part 1

Henry's POV:
Two years on this Space Station. We don't get many visitors, but I still have my employees. Not like I do much socializing with them. I've tried, but I've heard them talk.
"He's got some nerve. Making us serve and assist these rich pompous creeps." Svensson complains, struggling to carry up to four bags of luggage. "We're Toppat's! Not bell boy's!"
"At least it's a lot quieter than being part of a criminal organization." Replies Curtis. "Besides, we're still together, yeah?" He gives him a soft smile and Sven blushes, smiling as well.
"Yeah. Still, he's an ass of a mute. Bossing us around without even uttering a word."

I open my eyes. Another sleepless night because of these weird dreams I've been having, and yet... Looking at the clock I realized I slept in. A sigh escapes me before I put on my fake smile. Ready to start the day! Stepping out of my sleeping quarters I greet the passengers and employees I pass. Since these dreams started I've been feeling... Empty? Alone? Most of my dreams are nightmares, but there is one I constantly think of. Where I have two great friends. A badass redhead girl, and a charismatic ginger pilot. Both of their names, I can't seem to place.
A quick glance at my schedule tells me how today is the day I get a visit from the American government. They're paying good money to transfer a mysterious relic to the space resort and have access to study it. We got a lab all set up for them just above the vault.
"The gov't is docking as we speak Sir." Miss. Cross informs me.
I give her a thankful nod and head to the docking bay.

"Welcome to Stickmin Space Resort, fine gentlemen!" Carol translates my signing.
There stood the General, ordering a handful of soldiers around and stops as I approach.
"I hope your flight was ok?" Carol's voice yet it was me who was asking.
"Yes, it was. Stickmin, nice to see you again. Though, I'm surprised you're alive." The general lifts his hand to shake.
I accept the hand. I knew what he meant. I mean how could I forget being kidnapped by the government and forced to work with them so they would pardon my crimes? I instead stole the ruby, making the toppats expose their criminal intentions by breaking out into a battlefield. As for the 'still alive' comment, I faked my death to escape the wall. Obviously, Galeforce (being his rank) had excess to that report.
Out of their gov't spaceship walks a boy with ginger hair and green eyes, wearing a pilot's uniform. He was inspecting their ride. "Oh, man! I can't wait to fly that again! Everything looks still, intacted General!" He stands beside the general.
"Char-" I vocalized, catching myself by covering my mouth. It was him. For my Dreams.
He looks at me. "It's you. I thought you were dead." Charles said, in an unfamiliar mono-tone.
'Henry! I thought you died.' That dream began to play in my head.
"Sir?" Cross snapped me out of whatever that was and I quickly compose myself.
"Yes. My death was... Greatly exaggerated." Carol still translating for me.
Charles began moving his hands and spoke along with them "Clearly. I can't believe the first person to escape the wall was a thief."
"You know ASL?" I signed, Carol didn't translate.
"Yeah. Figured it was a good skill to learn." Charles says.
I smile. "Will you be staying for a while?" I sign and Carol begins translating again.
"I have assigned a couple of soldier to guard the sapphire while it's up here. Rupert, the bukouski twins, and Charles here." The General says.
"But I thought I was gonna fly you back."
"This will be good. You need some more time in the field my boy."
"What field? We're in space." If he's anything like the Charles in my dream, he's most likely protesting because he wants to fly.
"If this will interest you, you do have free range of the station, and the view from the main deck is breathtaking!" I sign, and he takes the bait.
"Really? It would be cool to see the entire earth." Charles smiles.
"I can personally show you around after this sapphire of yours is safely locked up in the vault." He takes a glance at the general, exchanging nods and then he smiles at me.
"I might just take you up on that offer." Just like that, I was struck by Cupid's arrow.
"Perfect! Now let's see this gem, shall we?" I sign and the General nods at another soldier with black hair.
They bring out a 4' device cloaked in a tarp and reveal the Giant blue star sapphire.

Looking at it, I'm pulled into a white space.
"What? Where-?" I look around and see... Me? Lots of me! Me's with top hats, me's with government coats, even a me with cyborg enhancements! The one the most freaked out is the me wearing a brown leather jacket. They're the different versions of me from my dreams.
Leather jacket Henry "No. No, they're just dreams! Aren't they? How could this be happening?"
"Well isn't it obvious? We're from different timelines and this sapphire is the bridge that connects us all." The classy dressed toppat Henry says to the leather jacket Henry.
"Timelines?" I say before being pulled out of whatever that was.

Carol was slightly shaking me and the government checking my vitals.
"He's waking up. Sir! Sir, can you hear me?" Her voice sounded muffled and there was a ringing in my ear. Did I faint? I slowly sit up as the ringing dissipated and I could hear my surroundings properly. I grip my head in agony, as I felt something wet on my cheeks.
Blood!? Was I shedding tears of blood? No wonder everyone seemed to crowd me. I sign, "I'm fine, everyone. I appreciate the concern." Wiping away red tears as I stand up. "You might want to cover that thing back up though."
"Did you see something, Mr. Stickmin?" Galeforce asks.
"No, I did not." I sign then turn around to hide my terrified expression. No one should be able to know about the existence of timelines. So why am I? I sigh and compose myself. "Let's get this gem to the vault shall we?" I was about to speak but sign before even uttering a word. That white space messed me up. This is me. The owner of the Stickmin space resort. I chose this life of solitude hidden behind a welcoming mask. But I can't shake the idea. Some timelines, I made loyal friends.

To be continued...