The Time Traveling Crime Fighters

Back to the Future

When Jenn, Emm, and I reached the camp, we walked in on Miep scolding Jordan. Ellen was still out.

"Just give me ONE good reason as to why you would even CONSIDER pressing that button!" Miep yelled.

"I don't-hey! It's Matt! Why are Jenn and Emma with him?" Jordan tried to change the subject.

Miep spun around and saw the 3 of us approaching.

"Oh dear. You're back. How was your trip?" Miep asked us.

"Well, we met George Washington," I replied.

"Did he show you the thing with the keys?"

"How did you know?"

"Because it happened 150 years ago."

"That makes sense." Then I proceeded to press the button that called the van, and within a minute, it was there.

"Now what?" Flo said.

"George said something about May 8th, 2123." I replied.

We then began to cram ourselves into the van, Mr. DeSal in the drivers seat. The van began to float, and... BANG! 2123.

When we landed again, I looked out the window and noticed that we were in somebody's front yard. This somebody just happened to own a mansion.

We got out and we were right next to my house. Which, by this time, was old and falling apart and... A HISTORICAL LANDMARK?!?!?!?! There was a plaque on my front porch that read, "Original Home of Matthew C. Tuxedo." I was amazed. Why was my house a historical landmark? Oh well, beggars can't be choosers!

"If George wanted us to come to this point in time, maybe it had to do with the Leader of the International Time-Traveler's Organization, who just happens to live here." Miep said.

"There's an organization?" I said, surprised.

"Of course! You are member number 2 of unit 1."

"Member 2 of unit 1? How so?"

"You'll find out eventually."

I was ready to explode because nobody would ever give me a straight answer, but I simply replied with, "M'kay."

We then began to walk toward the from door of the mansion, which was made entirely of PLATINUM!!! Whoever lives here much be EXTREMELY rich.

When we reached the door, Miep didn't knock, but simply said, "Daniel, open up the door this instant!"

A few seconds later, a man in his 20's who I thought to be Daniel opened the door.

"Ahhhhh, Ms. Gies! I was expecting you. Right this way, ma'am. The lady of the house is in the ballroom," Daniel said.

"Thank you, Daniel," Miep replied, and we began to follow him deeper into the residence.

The house was amazing! There were tall pillars of silver holding up the platinum ceiling. There were elegant fountains of mercury and heavy doors made of iridium. There were palladium statues that looked oddly familiar and staircases made of the blueish metal known as osmium. Niobium chandeliers hung from the ceiling and the windows were made of cobalt glass. The toilet paper was even made of gold-leaf!

To get to the ballroom, we had to walk through a room that was kept at 30°F for a very good reason. That reason: there was a statue of me (!) made of gallium (a kind of metal that melts at approximately 83°F). Apparently I was important in the future and the owner of this place really didn't want this thing melting. I just stared at it in awe as the others pulled me to the other door.

"Look guys!" I said as they pulled me through the door, "I'm made of GALLIUM!!!"

Nobody responded. Then we stopped walking. Then I looked behind me toward the back of the room. Batman had been carrying Ellen (who was still sleeping) around and just set her on the floor.

"Wow..." I muttered. This was the ballroom. And there was definitely a lady in here. She was an elderly woman, but she had the figure of a 25 year old. She sat in a golden throne that was studded with diamonds, rubies, sapphires, emeralds, and topaz. There were silver designs carved into the gold. She wore a dress made of silver thread and had golden shoes on. Her shiny, grey hair was kept in a neat pony-tail.

Then Miep stepped forward and said, "The time has come, Madam Ellen."

My mouth just fell open in shock.