Out of Time ★ [1] ✔

A Time of Wars

There are some things you have to understand about having unbelievable super powers:

1. They're insanely cool!

2. Fame is inevitable.

3. They don't always go according to plan.

After I stepped through the portal to my universe, I felt a disturbance. I felt my stomach tighten, a knot squeezing taut. My senses peaked, on high alert for something I'd have yet to detect. My security and defences were up. After what happened with...I decided that I needed everything to be on full alert. I didn't want to take the risk.

I went to investigate the disturbance when suddenly a portal opened nearby (indeed, my galaxy has a mind of its own). And I was shoved through. I don't know how it happened.

I landed in a damp alley near some trashcans. Some stinky trashcans; the smell was unbelievable. The brick walls of the parallel buildings rose around me, enclosing me, entrapping me in a place I didn't want to be or knew where. The sky above was cloudy, the signs of a rainstorm on the way. I heard the sounds of a bustling street nearby, but something felt off about it. The cars sounded...different. Noisier.

I pushed myself to my feet, brushing the garbage from my form. I checked my watch. "Goddammit."

It was broken, the glass shattered and the golden lid scratched, the hands struggling to move around the face.

I groaned, shoving it into my pocket. Without my watch, I couldn't travel. I was stuck. I was stranded in whatever period I was in with no way out. "Great. Just perfect."

I heard the sound of a fist meeting a cheek, followed by a grunt and a metallic crash of a body falling into a trashcan. I shrunk into the shadows. From experience, I couldn't be seen in what I was wearing. I didn't know what time period I was in, and I couldn't risk of being discovered and drawing attention to myself.

I scampered to a corner to peer around it. I saw a smaller man trying to stand up against a much larger man; a bully.

"I can do this all day," the smaller man said, out of breath.