Time Lapse

Chapter 3: Recovery

... I head down to the city and see instantly that something isn't quite right.

The wall is flickering, and I can briefly see inside the city. There are riots on the streets, and people are holding signs of some sort. I race down through the wall, up to the castle and into the throne room. I see Vic there with her head in her hands.

"Hey, what's shakin'?" I ask her as I shut the massive doors.

"AND WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN, MISTER I'VE TAKEN CARE OF IT?" She shouts at me.

"Oh-kay jeez, calm down. What are you talking about?" 

"Well, the people are rioting on the streets because they heard two explosions, and do not have an explanation for them!"

"So what? A few booms never hurt anybody."

"Hello? Genius. We're in Limbo there are like no explosions here whatsoever, EVER!"

"Oh. I may or may have not shot a tank and helicopter with a rocket launcher."

"You did WHAT? How will I tell my people that?"

"You won't. I will." I say quickly, trying to calm her down.

"Well you better hurry up!" She says, motioning me to the door. I run out and head to the balcony. When I open the doors, the rioting stops and the every single rioter looks at me in waiting for an answer.

"Uh... Hello my friends! So, there were some unexplained explosions yesterday, and I am here to explain them. The dudes in the suits and guns had a tank and helicopter near my cabin, so I made them go Boom. There is nothing to worry about. Everything is under control. Immediately, all the rioters put their signs down and head home. 

"Well that was easy." I say to Vic as she walks out on to the balcony.

"Yea, they have learned to accept whatever is told to them. I'm surprised they didn't just keep on walking throughout the city." 

"Well, now that this 'mess' is over with, I think I'll be heading home your highness." I say with a smirk. As I am walking home, I wonder what I am going to do for the rest of the day. That question would be answered very soon. I had almost completely entered my cabin when I hear a twig snap behind me. I immediately pull out the shotgun from behind my door and whip around to see what snapped that twig. 

It was a woman in an orange jumpsuit. I was about to shoot her when she said,

"Wait! Don't shoot! I need help."

"What'd you want?"

"I escaped from the most terrorizing terrorists in the world. I need someplace to hide. Can you help me?"

"Who exactly did you escape from?"

"I escaped from an outpost of The Red Mountain."

"And who are they?" I ask cynically.

"You don't know? The Red Mountain is the most feared terrorist organization in all of limbo."

"Fine. I'll hide you. But you have to tell me exactly what you did to piss them off."

"Fine. Uh, let's just say I may have assassinated one of their most important leaders"

"You WHAT?" I yell at her.

"Just hide me, okay?"

"Alright alright alright. Come inside."

As she walks in the door, she says,

"My name's Cleo by the way."

"Good to know." I respond sarcastically. Cleo houses with me for a while, and actually helped me out a lot, although I wouldn't even think of saying that to her. She gathers meat, cold, chops wood, and even helps me further build the cabin. Now that I think about it, she's fine now work than I have. Apparently she's also from the early 31st century, do we can talk a lot about things that were going on, and I really enjoy doing that. It's been 3 weeks since I first found her, and I don't think there's gonna be any chance that she is going to leave soon. But with my luck, something bad had to happen. One morning I saw these dudes in red suits walk up to my cabin.

"Hey, this is private property, bud."

"I'm well aware my good man, but I believe you have something we want."

"Unless you're looking for wood, you guys are in the wrong place."

"No, I believe we are right where we are supposed to be. There have been reports of a girl in orange clothes running around here."

"I haven't seen anybody of the like," I said maybe too quickly.

"Well then may we have a look inside, sir?"

"You gotta warrant?" I ask them with my hand on my laser gun in my door."

"Look," they said, pulling out WWII Garands, we can do the the easy way, or the hard way. Which do you wanna do?"

"I'll take the hard way." I say as I shoot the guy in the middle. Immediately after, I roll behind a stack of wood. We exchange fire for about a minute when suddenly it stops.

"You can come out now baby face." A familiar voice says. I thank Cleo for helping, and we head inside to make two cups of coffee. Finally, I feel asleep, with Cloe laying beside me.