Timeshifters: Special Edition (WIA1YR Winner: Best Sci-Fi Story)

ACT I

[Olivia POV]

Time... The one thing that is sometimes everlasting and sometimes short. All of your memories and life changing moments happen through time, the day you were born, the day you had your first birthday party, your first day of school, your wedding day and your death. All of this happens through the flow of time.

Now, what if you could change history, have the power to change a specific event, to manipulate space and time to your bidding? Well I found that I could do that, as I got older... But that comes later.

My name is Olivia Sparks. I was born in Australia and raised here in America, and in case you are wondering, I am a duel citizen. I had a British father and an Australian mother. The reason I said "had", is because both of my parents were murdered when I was little.

I was orphaned and brought into a foster home, when I was 10. By the time I turned 18, I discovered that I had powers, time powers of some kind. I can rewind, speed up or slow down the space time continuum, I can even stop time dead in it's tracks.

When I went to college, I discovered that more powers laid within me. Telepathy, teleportation, enhanced reflexes. I had to keep my abilities hidden throughout the duration of my years at Princeton, over the fear that I might cause damage to something, or someone.

After graduating from Princeton University, I enlisted in the special forces, for 2 years. I then joined the CIA at the young age of 25. I had that job for 3 years, until I suddenly lost control of my powers and accidentally killed a fellow agent.

After that horrific incident, I went into seclusion by going off the grid. I wondered if I was the only one in this world, the only one who was... Different. I've also noticed, that my powers make me age very slowly. I still look like a young woman who just started college. I don't know why I have these powers, but I have a feeling that it is for a reason.

I managed to find work under an alias name, Maria Harris. I was working at a local garbage factory in East Compton, California, real down and dirty stuff. While working, I did my best to hide my powers, to avoid any suspicion. Every time I walk home, I keep looking over my shoulder, hoping that a CIA agent is not following my every move.

My home is a small apartment. To avoid people breaking in, I padlock my door with multiple locks. I usually take long showers and I think about my dead parents. Birthdays, Thanksgiving dinners, Christmas mornings, every memory I have of them, brings me to tears. Their death was like a living nightmare for me. I joined the CIA partially to find my parents killers, but ever since I lost control of my mysterious powers, that plan went south.

6 months have passed, and I just came back from a 5 hour shift and I begin to do my daily routine. Suddenly, I start to hear a manly voice in my head call out to me. The voice sounded so calm, like a river stream, but it spoke with powerful confidence.

"Olivia Sparks, I know you can hear me," the voice said to me.

I try to find out where the voice is coming from, I begin to check every area of my apartment, from room to room, but no one was there.

"I'm nowhere in your house, however, it is a nice place though, very roomy!" The voice says.

I then go into my drawer and I pull out my taser, prepared to defend myself.

"You won't be needing that, I mean you no harm," the voice says.

I then put down the taser and I still wonder where the voice is coming from.

"Come onto the roof, I am waiting for you there. Don't be shy," the voice says.

I then go the rooftop of my apartment, by way of the window and I bear witness to a tall man, 6"5 I believe to be so, with a black trenchcoat on, standing at the edge of the roof. Doesn't he knew that it is very dangerous to stand there?