Tama of Tomeowrrow

Abomination

Time travel is real and all of history is vulnerable to the attack which is why we meowst travel through time to stop the spread of these so-called time aberrations and erase their damage to history. We are a team of outcasts and meowsfits, So please don't call us heroes. We're something else, we're Legends.

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It took me a while to get used to my new strange home, but I love it here. So many new things, snacks and smells, so many new places to explore. From what I've gathered these humans call themselves 'Legends' and they travel through time to fix history.

"Tama!" I heard my name called. *Meow* Be right there Sara! I sprinted to the library and jumped into her arms, on the screen there was a blurry man demanding to be rescued, " I don't know where I am, I've activated the temporal beacon. You get in the dauntless and you get here and rescue my ass" Huh, rude human.

"A bit vulgar for a TIme Master," Grey, the eldest human, commented.

"Time pirate, we're thinking," Sara said.

"He activated a beacon, we have to go after him," Ray said.

"He's a Time Pirate. Why would we rescue him?" Jax questioned.

"Because if he ends up somewhere he shouldn't" "and does something he shouldn't" "It's aberration-palooza"

"So where do we think he's going to end up?" asked the professor

"Looks like Mississippi, 1863. Height of the American Civil War, it's also the bloodiest year in American history."

"We gotta watch each other's back out there" warned Ray

"Which is why, you will be watching ours from right here" said Sara

"Huh" replied Ray confused

"If you don't mind, someone had to stay here as back up" Sara said, leaving no room for argument.

I placed my paws on his hands, he smiled sadly and rubbed my head.

- Mississippi, 1863 -

I sat in a crate in the cargo bay beside Ray as he handed out supplies and sacked lunches out to everyone.

"All right, the operation is simple.We isolate the target, we eliminate the timeship, and we get out of there" Sara explained simply.

"Just you and me now Tama boy" chirped Ray once the team left the Waverider. *meow*

"It's Mississippi 1863, The weather is a temperate 58 degrees, Ooh little trivia here you guys are in Hinds county which is named after general thomas- guys? Guys?"

Poor Ray, Sara shut off his comms. Ah yes comms, another very peculiar device that these humans seem to use for communication.

-Flashback-

"So Tama this is what we call comms, we use this to communicate when we're out on a mission. I'm hoping after a few modifications we can achieve farther ranges and maybe it can even work across time" Ray chirped happily as he tinkered with the device in his hands. "Huh, what if...I made one for you too, wouldn't that be cool. The Cattacomms" Ray grinned gleefully at his idea.

*Meow* I tilted my head in confusion at the strange man.

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I flicked my ears a few times as the foreign feeling of comms rested in my ear. Ray shrunk down and modified the comms to fit my feline ears, "The Cattacomms, so our little Tama doesn't feel excluded" he declared.