Sky City Wars

Propulsion Town

Harold walked up to the city hall with Aaron. "Where is he, where is he?" Asked Aaron as he flipped through the cities population. "There." Said Harold pointing at a name. "Aaron Harold Moore III. Propulsion Lane, Bask Subdivision, East side of town. Engine lane." Said Aaron. Harold smiled and closed the book. "Ready to go see your grandson?" Asked Harold. "Why not." Said Aaron as they walked down the streets. 

They reached the subdivision and walked into it. There was a tall house at the end of the lane. They read the mailbox and it said Moore on it. They walked up the stairs and knocked on the door. The door opened and a robot looked out at them. "Sik?" Asked Harold. "Hello Harold. Hello Aaron. Nice to see you two again." Said Sik.

Sik let them in and they stopped in the entrance hall. "Sik, where is Aaron?" Asked Aaron. "You are right there." Said Sik. "I mean, Aaron the third." Said Aaron. "Oh, he is at work." Said Sik. "You've lasted a hundred years?" Asked Harold.  "One hundred and fifty-seven years, 56 days, 23 hours, 3 minutes, and 5 seconds and counting." Said Sik. "Amazing." Said Harold. "Yes quite indeed." Said Sik. "How is that possible?" Asked Harold. "The way you built me, any broken part, I fix on my own and I am able to repair myself if need be." Said Sik. 

Harold sat down in a chair and laughed. "This is amazing, now can we talk to Aaron the third?" Asked Aaron. "Yes, he will be right here in about two minutes, forty-six seconds." Said Sik. "Well Sik. Tell us. How do we die?" Asked Harold. "That I must not tell you." Said Sik. "Why not?" Asked Harold. "From my calculations if you were to know, history would be altered and you will be in constant fear of death." Said Sik. "Fair point." Said Harold. 

The door opened and a man walked in. "Good noon sir." Said Sik standing up and taking Aaron's jacket. "Who are they?" Asked Aaron looking at Aaron and Harold. "They are your ancestors." Said Sik. "My ancestors, that's impossible." Said Aaron grabbing a glass and sitting down, Sik poured scotch into the glass. 

"Actually not impossible, I'm Harold Moore, your great grandfather." Said Harold. "And you are my grandpa?" Asked Aaron pointing at Aaron."Exactly." Said Aaron. "Well how is this possible?" Asked Aaron. "I invented a teleportation device and turns out it wasn't exactly teleportation but more of time travel, you see when we were testing it I noticed that there is a delay in time where it goes. I think if I add some device where I am able to type in dates, I can choose where to go and what time and so forth." Said Harold. 

"I see, but how did you get here, both of you?" Asked Aaron. "Well we were testing it and I was a test subject, then Aaron followed. I guess it does it randomly because he came in at night, while I did in the early evening." Said Harold. "Makes sense. Do you remember how to build it?" Asked Aaron. "No, but if I am right, I gave Sik digital copies." Said Harold. "Digital? I've asked him about any inventions you have created and he said those files were lost." Said Aaron. "That is a security feature." Said Harold standing up. Sik walked over to him. "Juliet Alpha Charlie Kilo Five One Seven Four." Said Harold. "Computing files, files found, number one through four thousand." Said Sik. "Where did that number come from?" Asked Aaron. "That I don't know. But it sounded good." Said Harold. "Makes no sense." Said Aaron. "Search for file code, t dash d a one." Said Harold. "File t dash d a one found. File is now accessible." Said Sik. Harold took out his phone and he blew up the blueprints to holograph form.

"Is that the machine?" Asked Aaron. "Yes it is." Said Harold. "Some of those parts are not accessible." Said Aaron. "What isn't?" Asked Harold. "Plutonium, it was depleted twenty five years ago in a huge accident in a facility." Said Aaron. "Dang, well what happened to my lab?" Asked Harold. "Your lab on Kang Island?" Asked Aaron. "Yes." Said Harold. Aaron laughed. "I have some things from there for you." Said Aaron. "What do you mean?" Asked Harold. "Your son, my grandfather collected gear from your lab before the war, it's all in my basement." Said Aaron. 

"Did you grab the teleporter?" Asked Harold. "I don't know what's down there. It's all in boxes." Said Aaron. "Thank you." Said Harold. "No problem gramps." Said Aaron. "Can we call you Aaron three?" Asked Aaron. "Yeah sure." Said Aaron 3. "Sir, you have a meeting in five minutes." Said Sik. 

Aaron 3 left the house and left Aaron, Harold and Sik alone. "Follow me to the basement." Said Sik leading Harold and Aaron around the mahogany house. "Is this all wood?" Asked Harold. "Outer layers are, under every piece of wood or anything there is a thin layer of titanium reinforced metal." Said Sik. They walked to a door and down into the basement. 

"Here, Aaron has an entrance into turbine rooms." Said Sik as he led them down the stairs and pointed to a trapdoor. Sik led them to a pile of boxes. "It is in the one on the far left bottom." Said Sik. "Thank you." Said Aaron walking over to it and grabbing it. They opened it and there was the whole machine in pieces. 

"Yes, he has it." Said Harold grabbing it and started to reassemble it. "All the parts are here, all we need to do is rebuild it and go." Said Aaron. "How much longer?" Asked Aaron. "Only a few more minutes." Said Harold. "So Sik, do you still have the triple hex bolts in your arm?" Asked Aaron. "Yes I do. My arm has never been better." Said Sik. "Good." Said Aaron. "We are done!" Yelled Harold. 

Aaron stood on the pad. "Okay, Sik. Type in the dates for July, 18th, 2017." Said Harold. "Done." Said Sik. "Okay, press the green button." Said Harold. There was a slow sound as the machine started to warm up.