Bud

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"So, Rookie, I have a question for you."

"What is it?"

"I don't manage this part of existence so I was wondering, could you show me that plant guy's story? where did he come from and how does he even exist?"

"Y'know I actually don't know myself. Come, this might be interesting. He said 300 years, right?"

"Yeah."

1719 CE
Dense Forest

Screams of pain and agony introduced the infamous Dr. Thorn in the scene. He looked to Bud on his shoulder and smiled. The two found a clearing and sat down, Thorn closing his eyes. Slowly plant leaves surrounded him and enclosed him into a giant green pod.

"This isn't right. Rookie, what is this?"

"Sir, I don't know."

"Take a Time Stamp. Figure out how old this guy is."

"How? He's enclosed in brand new plant leaves."

"Maybe go back a bit, huh?"

"Oh, okay. Duh... ... ... ... Seems he's... Father Time... He was..."

"Just say it!"

"Look!"

"Father Time, is this for real?"

"Yes. Let's go."

10,000 BCE
Unknown Location

A group of men herded together walked across the clearing. All of them were dark skinned, bearded, and had long hair. One wore a robe of sorts made from prehistoric Tiger skins. One had only cloth underpants on. One had on a skirt of Deer skin. And the last had a shorter skirt of assorted beasts and a chain of beast teeth - speculated to be the leader, as he was the biggest of the group and wore a Fox pelt hat.

They spoke a language not understood by anyone but the other men in the group. The big one said "Koo shee tak bo bashdah. Ee doolr fer komp." The other men said "Hah!" And they started foraging nearby vegetation while the big guy took out a primitive spear and continued forward.

"Romahn! Rohman!" The Man with the robe shouted. The man with underwear came.

"Kristta huh?" Rohman said.

"Doolr! Doolr et dah!" Kristta responded.

Rohman looked at what Kristta was pointing at and his jaw dropped.

"Veesh hak tah borsh T'vell. Kee hak doolr et dah!"

The men began to howl and whistle to get the attention of T'vell, the name of their leader. When he charged back, T'vell had a deer in his hands.

"Huh et dah?" He asked.

"Doolr!" Rohman said.

"Doolr et huh?" T'vell froze. "Tak! Tak bak! Hai!" The men began to back away from T'vell. He readied his spear and held it up, ready to strike. He went to slam the spear down but two huge vines shot out of the Bush and grabbed T'vell. All the men began to scream in horror but the followers behind T'vell all wielded their weapons and charged forward. More vines shot out of the Bush and lifted the men into the air.

"Oh Father Time what the heck is happening?"

"It appears that we have found Bud for the first time, at least when Thorn was created. But the question is, what happens for him to be created?"

"I don't know, sir."

"Then keep watching!"

The vines threw all the other men, except T'vell, across the clearing, killing them instantly. T'vell continuously and pointlessly stabbed the vine around his torso with no reaction. The stone tip wouldn't penetrate the plant.

"Heff ee tak! Heff ee tak hai!"

The bush produced another oddly-shaped vine. It slowly approached T'vell's face then stopped. T'vell stared at it with anger on his face.

"Heff. Ee. Tak. Hai!"

Smaller, sharper vines emerged from the new one and dug into T'vell's cheeks. He screamed in agony and dropped his weapon. The vine pulsed and T'vell's eyes rolled back into his head. His hair began to fall out and his veins glowed green. The smaller vines tugged out of T'vell's face and left green marks from his eyes down his cheeks. He opened his eyes and they were bright green, but his facial expression proved the lights were on but no one was home. Next the small vines dug into his left shoulder, pulsing again. T'vell screamed even louder and couldn't control his actions. He began spasming out, foaming at the mouth, and screaming at the top of his lungs. The vine around his torso went back into the bush, setting him on the ground gently, then the vines from his shoulder disappeared too. T'vell fell to the ground and the Bush quickly shriveled and died. Roots began to grow out of T'vell and into the earth. Then grass sprouted over him and sprouted a new bush. Where the old bush lived no showed a dead body with eyes still glowing green.

"Time Stamp that body."

"It is... Dated to be of the first humans. Like the very first. But... It seems... He couldn't handle Bud's power. And now he found a new host that has lived for so much longer. I wish I could Time Stamp Bud."

"Go forward, back to the future of this past, where we were before and do it."

"Kay... 1719... And... Hmm hmm hmmmmm.... Holy Father Time on a stopwatch."

"What?"

"Bud's older than Earth itself. He... It... Was created far... Far ago... So far that I can't get an accurate reading!"

"Can I see your stamp? Thanks. Let's. .. Oh my god."

"What is it, sir?"

"Bud isn't suppose to exist in your timeline."

"What?!"

"Oh no..."

"What? What's happening? Something feels wrong!"

Miss me, Constance?

"Not a single bit."

"Sir?! What, what's happening?!"

"Go! Protect your timeline! do your job! Now!"

"Y-Yes sir!"

With those words I was gone. Now I was back to the current present of the timeline. I looked to see if I could return and my thoughts were true; I couldn't. So now it was time to protect the timeline. First stop, Prof. Brain and Makeshift's shop.

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