Diana's Trip to the Tudor Period

Passed On Mission

Fred felt sorry to tell Diana of her next mission, at least this time she could keep her own name, but the Tudor period was the least favorite of all the time periods on the list of missions she would have to accept. King Henry the VIII was not the nicest person in the world, after all he did go through six wives, two of which had their heads chopped off. Needless to say this was a mission many other agents had skipped on so now once he presented it to Diana she would get a bonus if she accepted it.

He knocked on the door to her office, without waiting for a reply he walked in and saw Diana sitting at her desk working on files through the computer. She motioned for him to come forward but never turned her attention away from the light blue screen.

"New mission, and if you accept you get a bonus!" Fred said trying to sound excited.

Diana didn't buy it, she looked over at him with a raised eyebrow. Fred handed her the file, she relaxed back in her chair and opened the file in her hand. She began to read the mission statement and within a few moments she began to nod her head. Fred wasn't sure if that was a good sign or a bad sign...finally she looked up at him.

"Some brat is trying to replace Anne Boleyn? Who in their right mind would want to sleep with that man of their own free will?" Diana asked as she continue to go through the papers in the file.

"Someone who wants power, you know how the saying goes, sleep your way to the top." He sighed and shrugged in reply to her.

"Ok, so what do you want me to do? Just go in and get rid of her or do I kill her? What do I do?" she asks closing the file and sitting in on her desk.

"She had made noble friends and enemies, needless to say, you may need to trap her and send her through a wormhole to here. Any other way she would no doubt expose you as well as herself and you may have your head chopped off." Fred explained.

"Alright, I accept. I guess that means I need to be fitted for one of the let's just say not my style dresses?" Diana asks as she stands up, file in hand and heading to the door.

"Yes, you are the only agent out of ten to accept this mission. So we already have a story for you and you get to keep your name. Remember Di though, manners are number one here. You can't just speak your mind and call things as you see them, you will have to bite your tongue...a lot." Fred says as he takes her into a wardrobe room.

Diana stuck out her tongue before going behind a changing screen as two assistants came to help her. Blue fabric came to them but first were the under garments, including a corset.

"Suck in a deep breath." One of the assistants said.

"Good lord! Did women not breathe in this time? Also why did they push their breasts down? Did no one in this time period have boobs?!" Diana complained as she held on tightly to the screen.

"Good questions, all of which I would not ask." Fred sighed as he brought up the story for her. "You are Diana, a distant cousin of Catherine of Aragon. You have just come to be her aide, pretty much emotional support since her husband has been seen looking at other women. You need to let the whole Anne Boleyn thing happen; you can't change the past but kick the newcomer out. Got it?"

"Yeah, I got it. I don't have a title?" Diana asked as she peeked up over the screen.

"No, not as of yet because you declined a title. So maybe she will bestow one upon you?" Fred shrugged.

Diana rolled her eyes as she felt something go on the top of her hair. Confused she looked up, it was a blue hair piece. It covered quite a bit which didn't bother her as much as confuse her. Moving to stand in front of the screen now, she looked down and then back to Fred.

"How the hell did women do this? I can't breathe, my boobs feel violated and heaven forbid if you have to pee." Diana sighed as she walked up to Fred.

"Like I said, manners and bite that harsh tongue of yours." Fred said and pointed to the time machine.

"Good thing I get a bonus." She replied picking up the skirt of her dress and walking to the machine.

Getting inside she turned to Fred, giving him the thumbs up.

"You will arrive to a waiting carriage that will take you to your cousin. Be safe Diana and don't be too harsh." Fred said with a grin and pressed the red button.

Opening her eyes, Diana looked around completely lost. She didn't see any carriage, she was in the woods. How in the world had Fred messed this up? Looking to her left she saw nothing but trees as far as the eye could see and to her right the same exact thing. Groaning, she picked up the skirt again and just began to walk forward. After about ten minutes of walking, she could hear what sounded like a horse coming from somewhere. She ran a bit faster and then she saw the road and a carriage just sitting their in the middle of the road. This was the one that was waiting for her.

"Finish your business miss?" the coachman said looking down from his seat at her.

"Yes, thank you for waiting. I suppose we had best head off then." Diana said opening the door and getting into the carriage and sitting down in the seat, shutting the door behind her.

"Yes miss." The coachman replied before signaling for the horse to continue his journey.

Diana looked out the windows as the scenery stayed the same, trees. Taking as deep a breath as she could, she tried to imagine what in the world she had just signed up for. She remembered all of her history lessons about this time period, in truth she didn't like King Henry VIII, she thought he was a horrible selfish despicable man who deserved far worse that what he did to any of his wives. Putting that thought aside she closed her eyes and awaited to arrive where her cousin was waiting for her.