Changing the past present and future

What's Wrong With the World Momma

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Chapter 4:Whats wrong with the world momma

***KYLAS PROV***

A swirl of blues and greys meet my eyes as I toss and turn trying to fight the light coming into my room coming from under the door. I suddenly sit upright not remembering how I got into the blue and black bed. I scan the room trying to place how I got here. All I could see was clothes, men’s clothes and piles of books everywhere new and old.

I hear quiet footsteps walk down the hall, stopping in front of my door causing my light source to diminish. The person leaves and continues to walk down the hallway. Where am I? Wherever I am it has a lot of books, a library. JACE...... Like a tidal wave it all comes back to me.

Springing out of bed almost tripping over a pile of books half my height I approach the door. Putting my hand to the door it silently slides open with a little ding. I try to walk down the hall quietly but every step I make creates creak. Hopefully nobody heard that.

Creeping down the hall with my back to the wall I start to hear some clanging coming from the open doorway. I slowly go into what I assumed was a kitchen and see Jace standing his back to me in just boxers. He reaches for a glass from the top shelf showing off the muscles in his back. I try to back out of the room when my hip hits the side of a counter making me make a gasp of surprise.

He wisps around almost dropping the glass he just retrieved and spilling an orange liquid from a jug in his other hand all over the ground.

“Jason! What do you think you are doing?” I jump at the harsh voice of the general behind me. I didn’t even hear he approach me “get changed and clean up your mess” He places the glass on the counter and makes his way towards me exiting the room, brushing his hand against my side.

He comes back a few moments later in a pair of clothes I believe that I saw on the ground just minutes ago. He grabs a cloth and cleans up the spill

I hear the general under her breath say “waste of perfectly good orange juice if you ask me, insolent fool” she keeps on muttering to herself until Jace places a hand on her shoulder.

“Shelia didn’t you say you wanted to go check up on something?” he asks with concern evident in his voice.

She snaps out of her trance to give him a glare “Commander remove your hand off of my person at once!” she shrills, making Jace jump back like the general had just shocked him “good, Jace you will be Kyla’s mentor, show her everything that you know”

He nods his head “yes Miss.” she seemed more calm and back to her calm cool collected self

“I shall be back in a week, goodbye commander, Kyla” she briskly walks out of the room.

I look over at him “so what do we do Jace”

He looks like he is trying to figure something out “to you I am master, you are the Padawan so learn quickly” he sneers at me. “Now come this way I shall teach you all I know of AFM” he goes out a different doorway that leads to a sitting room.

He sits down on a grey chair sinking into it “well take a seat we will be quite some time” I slowly sink into a chair across his.

He sighs and starts speaking in a far out voice “So one major component is time travel, it....”

I interrupt him “time travel that’s not possible”

“Yes it is now don’t interrupt me” he takes a breath and looks over to me “please listen well; I know what I say may be a bit strange but it is the truth. Ok?”

“Are you sure you’re not crazy?” I smirk at him

He gives a musical laugh “Yes I am sure. Now where was I? Right...time travel it uses portals called Chronos (Greek god of time: Father Time) it can take a person or group to any place, at any time they want in the past or present, but there’s no way of going into the future.” He paused thinking I would want to interrupt him again but I was too mesmerized by what he was saying. “It a truly fun way to travel the world and see the world and its history” he paused, looking quite pained

“I’ve only seen the world go from bad to worse though, at one point all these buildings weren’t here; it was grass and blue sky. Such a beautiful place ruined by savage, greedy humans that take everything but leave nothing in return.” He looked over to me “if I could only change human nature, that’s why I became an AMF agent, do you want to become an agent?” he asked me looking quite hopeful

I opened my mouth to answer him “Y…”

A crackly laughter stopped me from answering. A boy around 14 years old came into the sitting room. He looked a bit like Jace, just a bit more awkward. He had Taped together glasses hanging off his pointed nose. Limbs too long and skinny a long liner face showing off his cheek bones too much. A small graphic t-shirt saying “what’s wrong with the world momma?” on it, hanging off his small skinny frame.

With his voice cracking he said “Jace, my brother you forgot to tell her, we are practically immortal…”

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