Good Intentions - A Life Is Strange Fanfic

Chapter 4: Initiation

June 10th, 2014. 8 months after Polarized.

Micheal awoke the morning of June 10th like it was any other morning. Got up, brushed his teeth, spilled his coffee, rewind, spilled his coffee again, rewind again. But today, he heard a knock on his apartment door. He walked towards the door and looked through the peephole. He would see a man in a black tuxedo and sunglasses on. 'Man, sunglasses inside. He must be an asshole' he thinks to himself before he opens the door. "Hello?" He asks the man. "Hello. You are Micheal DelPosi, correct?" The man said. His voice was deep and smooth, yet choppy, as if each time he said some with was within times. "Um... Yeah?" Micheal responded "Who are you?". The mans voice returned to normal. "That is irrelevant. All you need to know is that I am a part of a secret organization who's had its sights on you for a while now. You have the power to rewind time, yes?" He asks. "Well, ye- wait, hang on a second. How do you know that?" Micheal responds. "Because I can too. And so can everyone else from my organization. We only know you can, because we can. We all have the same power. I'll explain it to you as we arrive to my head quarters. Right this way." He says, stepping out of the way so Micheal could step out and to the elevator. "Okay." He said. He walked out of his room and into the elevator the man following him. They eventually got out to the parking lot and got in the mans limousine. "I never got a chance to introduce myself. The name's Samuel DiBaise." Micheal nods. "Good to meet you Samuel, or should i just keep it at DiBaise?" He asks. "Whichever one suits you better, son." The man responds. "So, where exactly is this 'hq' you were talking about?" Micheal didn't know where they were going, since the windows were tinted. "Philadelphia" DiBaise responded. "Oh. Well then it's not that secret, is it?" Micheal asks. DiBaise chuckles in response "You'll see." It took them almost an hour, with there being a massive traffic jam to the Walt Whitman bridge. But eventually, they made it into the city. The limo turned and drove around the city until it parked at an incredibly specific parking garage. The driver stayed as DiBaise and Micheal got out. The walked the rest of the way. Eventually they stopped at a restaurant called "the porch pub" the two walk in, and head to the counter "Thelma. Unhusk the sarcophagus" DiBaise said to the barkeep. It must have some sort of code, because she leaded us to the back of the kitchen, and opened a rather unseen elevator. DiBaise and Micheal walked in. The elevator went down. It went atliest east 20 stories below the earth, before it came to a stop. When the elevator doors opened, Micheal would see something he hadn't seen before. A giant room, bustling with people. The roof went up a good five stories, with a giant screen on the farthest wall. On the ground floor there were cubicles and computers, and on the elevated floors, more expanded offices resided. "What is this place?" Micheal asked. "The TimeBender Association of America. Or TBAOA for short." DiBaise said, pronouncing TBAOA tuh-bah-oh-ah. "I'll explain it more when we get to my office, come on. He said, his voice now friendly and welcoming, a polar opposite of what it was when they first met earlier that day. They met in DiBaise's office, one on each end of a desk. "So, I bet you have a lot of questions, so let me answer them before you even ask. We are The TimeBender Association of America. Or TBAoA for short. Now, Micheal, you might be wondering who we are. Well, look at it like this. In the Harry Potter universe there are wizards and muggles, right? Well that's kinda like the real world. Timebenders, and regular humans. And for those wizards, they have the ministry of magic, but again, in the real world, that's us. Our goal is to enforce peace and order among time benders. An example of a straight up flop in our duties, was Max Caulfield. She, along with Chloe Price, destroyed the town of Arcadia Bay. I assume you are aware of the incident at Arcadia Bay?". Micheal nods. "Then you certainly know the outcome of their destructive behavior. Max abuses her power too much, and must be taken care of. Are we clear?" DiBaise says to Micheal. "I think I get it... But whatever you need... I'm on it."