Time Travel Agency

Chapter 8

June 1, 1855 - Train Route from Nashville, TN to Tuscaloosa, AL

     OUT OF the green portal stepped Nigel. Anthony squinted at him when he saw him. "Who're you?" he asked. "I'm you, from the future," Nigel replied. All of them were shocked. "Nah, I'm just kidding," Nigel said, revealing the joke, "I'm actually here to stop this little plan you have." This fired up the now trio of terrorists and a gun fight broke out. Nigel summoned a green portal in front of him, channeling the bullets into Snout. Anthony realized this power and began to get the van ready to go. What year is that guy from? He thought to himself. He rolled down the window and saw Fanta still out there, reloading his gun. "Fanta, come back, we're aborting the mission!" Anthony shouted. "We can take 'em!" Fanta shouted, but a green portal came down on him and sent him into the van. He hit the wall on the other side of the van and fell onto his back. All he let out was an "Ow."

     Fanta kick started the generator and they warped out. Nigel checked the lever to the switch track to make sure it was on the right route. When he saw that it was, he opened a green portal to 2032. "Now that that's out of the way," he said to himself, "I have a meeting to attend." He walked through and the portal closed behind him. As he left, the train that was going to go through could be heard chugging in the distance.

July 20, 2023 - Time Terrorist Base outside LJC, Alabama

     Anthony, Fanta, Snout, and Esther went inside their silver van, and warped out. Seconds later, a beaten-up, broken-down van warped in with only Anthony and Fanta inside. They got out and saw that everyone who was there was looking at the two of them confused. "Ok guys," Anthony shouted loud enough for all to hear, "We botched our last mission, so we'll need to regroup. I'll be in my office to think about it." Anthony then walked away towards his office. As he passed one of the mechanics, he told him, "My van had its battery stolen, so it needs a new one." The mechanic sighed. "That's the third time this month, but I'm on it," he said.

     As he walked through the main lobby area of their hideout, a few of the workers who worked solely at the hideout came up to him. "Sir," one said, "We're running out of time travel resources." "It's okay, we'll just steal more," Anthony replied, not stopping his feet from carrying him to his office. An accountant was in the group as well, "We have lost 145 agents in the last 7 months. Keep this up, sir, and we'll be out of agents by this time 2024!" This made Anthony stop and look at the accountant. "Simple solution," Anthony said, raising his pointer finger to shoulder height, "we take over the agency before then."

     In his office, he was writing down a plan when a man walked into the office. He was an associate of Anthony, but he wasn't in their group. He had a suit and tie, and a hat to hide his identity. A voice changer masked his voice as well. "Did you take over the agency yet?" the anonymous man asked. "No," Anthony plainly replied. "Did you accomplish your goal of getting David... out of the way?" the man asked, raising his voice slightly. "Well, not yet, but―" Anthony was cut off by the man slamming his hand onto the desk. "Did you even retrieve Jessica?!" he angrily asked, borderline shouting. "No sir," Anthony said, feeling intimidated by the man's condescending presence. The man, outraged, grabbed a chair from the corner of the room and threw it out of the door with all of his might.

     He slammed both hands onto the desk and eyed Anthony through the hat. "If you don't fulfill my assignment, I will single-handedly choke your ragtag team's resources until you have no choice but to surrender to the TTA," he said. The man then walked out the way he came, through the front door.

September 30, 2032 - Downtown Canterbury, UK

     David, Eddie, and Jessica warped in outside the abandoned storefront where they were to meet. They parked the car in the alley so as to not arouse attention. When they went inside the storefront, it was empty. "Hello?" David asked, looking around, "Anyone here?" Agent Josiah (Joe) Hendera walked out from the back. "Who're you?" Eddie asked, holding Joe at gunpoint. "Easy, Eddie," Joe said, "Put the gun down. My name is Josiah Hendera; I entered into the agency in 2027." Agent Jarodson walked out from the back. "Hey David!" he said. Eddie put his gun down. Agent Christian came out from the back as well. "Oh, hey Christian," David said.