Time Travelers Book 1

Chapter 6

Mr Watt was dangling on my shoulder as I dragged him down the dark street of Glasgow. His breath had an heavy alcohol aroma with an after smell of iron, that was coming from the blood dripping out of his mouth. 

"George my friend, did you see that, I totally beat up that idiot" he said with a hoarsy voice. He tried to stand on his own feet and make boxing movements into the thin air, but he leaned back onto my shoulder again. I laughed and said "sure James you beat that guy" with a hint of sarcasm.  Poor James I thought, while thinking about the little incident that happened an hour ago. 

James was merry and could not stop talking about how he was going to win the science competition as he gobbled down one drink after another.  A hand suddenly grabbed onto my shoulder and turned me around. In front of me stood a giant man with a cigarette in his mouth. His face was covered in scares and his black beard was covered in white foam and he had a strong alcoholic odor. 

"Long time no see Blackwood" the man said as let his yellow teeth shine forth from underneath the bread. I coughed as a cloud of smoke came in contact with my face. James uttered out " get lost hammerhead", while gobbling down another ale. A smirk covered mister hammerhead face as he said "You owe be blackwood from the last time". 

"George won that fight fair and square" James spat out, while jumping off his chair and glared towards Mr hammerhead.  A deep laugh came from hammerhead as he said "so the little puppy would like to protect his master".

James stop before you get us into more trouble, I thought as I was released from Hammerheads grip. Hammerhead walked over towards James and said "let see what the little puppy can do".  A clash could be heard and a mix of glass and blood poured down from hammerheads face. A broken ale bottle was in James hand and fury could be seen all over mister Hammerheads face. 

James was thrown half-way across the room and landed on top of a table where 3 sailors were sitting. The table had broken underneath the sudden weight and the sailors drinks were poured down onto James. The biggest of the sailor grabbed onto a chair and threw it directly at hammerhead. People were flying around the room like rockets, as chairs were split in two when they were smashed against someones head. 

I grabbed a bottle on the counter and turned my eyes towards James that was about to land a punch on hammerhead. Can't we stay out of trouble for once, I thought as I threw the bottle directly at Hammerhead neck as James hit him in the face with a fist. Hammerhead fell to the floor like a sack of potatoes.

"Did you see that George" James yelled out in his stat of drunken euphoria. He made his fist ready for the next challenge while yelling "I am herculas nobody can defeat me". James stood proud like a champion, but he started falling forwards and his lips ended up kissing the floor. I walked over to him and supported him, as I lead him out of the bar. 

That was how I had ended up in this situation, where I had to carry a drunk man, which I had only know for a few days, all the way back to the university. We stumbled down the streets of glasgow and at every corner there would be a woman trying to sell herself to my drunk friend. Each time I had to drag him away from the women.

When we came to the front door of James lab, the door stood half open. I winkled my brow as I asked "James did we not lock the door before we went to the pub", but James did not respond with more that the sound of him snoring. I pushed the door opened with my boot and walked into the room. Papers had been thrown around the room and inventions laid broken on the floor. I placed James in a chair and began cleaning up in the mess and trying to find out if anything had been stolen. 

It seem like there is someone who does not want James to win the competition I thought, as I saw the fresh painting on the wall saying "dont enter the competition". I walked over too the corner of the room and remove a plank from the wooden floor. Underneath it was a box laying untouched. Good however broke in did not managed to find James Invention. 

James does not need to worry about something like this, I though and began cleaning the room up. I will tell him after the competition and besides I think I know who did this. I placed the documents into piles and fixed the broken invention using my knowledge and the things I could find around the university. I covered the wall in a fresh layer of paint to hid away the words that had been written. 

I sat down on the other chair in the room and rested my face against my hand. A yawn escaped my face as I mumbled "goodnight James".  Lets hope, things will go well at the competition. Darkness fell over me and before long I ended up in the land of dreams.