Mech-man: The Mission of Fate

Chapter 12

 Night had came slowly followed by complete darkness outside, Max and Lucas came back to the bench that they were sitting on and lay down to sleep. Max and Lucas weren't hungry anymore, they had a cheap dinner of some plain bread with ham. The train station's lights started to dim at certain parts, while others created long shadows of the passengers. Outside in a distance church, twelve bangs could be heard by anybody staying up late. Passengers began to decrease even more; the train station was almost left deserted in the middle of the night.

Max couldn't fall asleep; the chair wasn't comfortable but even Lucas could fall asleep. Max closed his eyes and tried to count sheep. One sheep, two sheep, three sheep... Max knew that he'll need to rest or else the following day he would not have any energy, but thoughts popped up uncontrollably. What made it worse was the patterned breathing of Lucas, knowing that even his friend is asleep and he's still awake. He gritted his teeth in frustration, knowing that if he didn't calm down, he would never get to sleep. He flipped himself facing the bench. Max closed his eyes and thought of the times at the orphanage. Memories flooded back like a river; he could clearly remember every single person in the orphanage. Max lets himself blend into the dream that he created and felt his senses darken and he drifted off into sleep.

"Wake up!" A voice shouted loudly, "You really should wake up earlier!"

Max moaned thinking that the voice belonged to Mr Beckon, he struggled to open his eyes. He closed them when he saw Lucas, "Oh it's you." Max complained unhappily that Lucas had awaken him. He yawned, stretched, and got up. Max felt his eyelids as heavy as lead, he rubbed them hardly and thought bitterly, "That's what I get for not sleeping enough."

Max looked up, the sun had already risen, now shining brightly at Max. Groups of people walked past Max and Lucas hurrying in many different directions. Max stood up still hardly awake from his sleep. He felt tired but a bit of excitement burned inside him. He still couldn't believe the fact that he and Lucas were actually going on a Time Train.

"It's already eight o'clock!" Max exclaimed when he saw the electric clock on the wall.

"Well, I have almost never slept this late." Lucas replied calmly, thinking back at the times in the Beckon orphanage. Sleeping until seven was already pretty rare. "We have three hours until the train departures." Lucas then said, looking at the departure screen.

Max took out the gold that they still had, "Breakfast?" Max asked showing Lucas the coins made from a human made material unique to the government. Lucas shook his head and suggested that they should save the money for later. "There's should be food on the train. After all, it's premium tickets." Max shrugged; he too wasn't very hungry. He scanned around, looking for things to do to pass time, but only saw crowds of people, another busy day at the train station had already started.

Lucas and Max wandered around aimlessly; boredom had taken over. There was the same scene everywhere. Crowds of people that had nothing to do with them hurried passed, shops that sell things that they can't afford. One hour till the train departure, Max and Lucas where already at the platform.

"Train to space stations 100-300 arriving." A woman's voice came from a blue speaker from a corner in ceiling.

"Finally!" Max muttered unenthusiastically. "I hate waiting!"

Compared to Max, Lucas was much more energetic and excited, his eyes lit up when he heard the announcement, he broke into a grin. He turned around to pull Max up from the wooden that he was sitting on and shouted in Max's ears, "Come on! The train has arrived!" Seconds after Lucas shouted to Max a thin long train showed up. Max's boredom had disappeared the second he saw the Time Train. Its shocking features had left Max stunned.

The train was mostly white, its body was covered in heat and radiation prove paint that covers most of the sound during travel. The were no windows and no wheels. A high technology turbo as long as the train itself was all it needed to gain speed faster than any past generation could have imagined. Sharp blades poked out of the train's body, made to destroy any obstacles in the path such as meteors or space rocks. The head was extremely thin, a razor-sharp edge that could easily cut everything in it way poked out making a horizontal line. In comparison, the tail wasn't as thin, but turbo firing electric currents poked out. The turbo was used in worm holes so the train could pass through them easily. For now, it was the most effective way. Worm holes could be defined as tunnels through space that could twist time, but even with the most modern worm holes, the journey would still take hours. In fact, some of the farthest planets ever discovered would take days to get there.