Lost Time

~New London~

"Jaevla helvete, this is bullshit." He hissed standing up, two of his soldiers backed up in horror. He was furious again, he always had a short temper and his soldiers knew it. "Where the HELL could they have gone!? It's just like the whole rebelion vanished off the face of the earth, yet, STILL they manage to foil all my plans!" He growls in fury, slamming his non-human arm into his desk.
"S-sir we've searched all of londo-" "WELL SEARCH HARDER, I HAVE KEY INTEL THAT THEY ARE STILL LOCATED SOMEWHERE IN LONDON!"
The soldiers flinched in terror, sudden knocking saved them further wrath of their leader. "HVA?!" The leader screamed, the knocking came to an abrupt stop. "..Red Leader." they muttered from the other side of the door. The said leader paused before taking a few breaths and stepping over to open his office door, soldiers moving out of the way quickly. "General Paul, General Patryck, what brings you here, comrades?" "Sir, we have news..."

It seemed like hours, yet it was about thirty minutes according to Tom. We reached an abandoned building, some sort of factory I'd assume. "Wow, such a great and totally unique hideout." I stated with sarcasm laced into my voice, to which Tom just smirked not replying. The said brit let go of me and put his right hand to some sort of really dusty looking scanner that was a few inches from the door.

This is when I noticed the lack of a middle finger Tom had, I never really got a good look at him before since we were in utter darkness but now it was just semi darkness but I could still clearly see the torn nub of a missing middle finger when he pressed it against the sensor.

"Welcome, Tom."

I flinched, the sudden robotic voice caught me by surprise, but what was even more surprising was when the ground suddenly collapsed from underneath our feet which caused me to almost flip over, I took a quick glance at Tom who seemed totally fine sliding to whatever death this was going to be. It was like one of those tunnel slides you could slide down in grade school but it was pure dirt rather than the cheap plastic the slides consisted of. I tried to center myself, but only managed to flip over and start barrel rolling on my side.

For fuck sakes, I heard faint laughter from the Jehovah's Witness but really most of it was blocked out by the intense rolling, I really did try to sit up but it was all too futile everything was spinning and the feeling of wanting to hurl was coming slowly but what came faster was the sudden--

S l a m.

"....Ar.... y..... Alrig..t?"

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Darkness.

Damn for my mind it's rather dark, I glance down at myself and realize I was now standing while I'm not sure what I was standing on I was upright.

"Hello..?" I shout, it only seemed to echo in the abyss. Did I die? Probably, oh well.

"Red leader sir!"

What the hell? Infront of me a room started to fade into existence, it was the lab in my base. How I knew this was beyond me, it just clicked. Two people stood in the room, one taller than the other yet oddly familiar. The other looked to be... Me.

"Your always so enthusiastic, why is that?" The me questioned, of course it looked like the leader version I used to be. Blue army jacket, torn red hoodie underneath, eyepatch and a formal stance with arms behind back.

"I just am quite fond of testing things with you." They responded, the man looked way too familiar. He had dark hair side swept over his left eye, grey irises but darker blue army uniform. The ones I only gave to the generals. Thats probably why he was so familiar, he was one of my generals. Wait-- was this a memory?