This is my story for the Fanpop Writer’s Group, based on the above prompt. Let me know what you think.
The clock was broken, so no one knew what time it was.
We coughed and spluttered still, that clock hadn't worked since the second time we reconstructed the thing. We all made sure to incorporate William's little syncing batteries in to our watches though.
I wonder what had gone wrong this time around. Time for the usual check up. I was in charge of that for his this mission.
"Will?" I asked, getting to my feet. "Yeah, I'm here...whatever *cough*" I pulled my device from my pocket and checked him off, as well as myself. "Juliet?"
Nothing. "Juliet?" Will shouted out too. "JULIET?"
"Yeah, I'm here, shut up."
I felt a strange wrenching in my stomach and disposed of my stomach contents from my mouth. That happened often with this, I remember Will yammering on about temporal displacement or something along those lines.
We met up by the machine, as we usually did. I asked Will what had gone wrong, and he muttered something about me inputting the wrong trajectory details. Which, I may have done, his algorithms and things are sometimes hard to track and remember. Juliet set about on maintenance to fix it.
We were within the machine’s cloak, so no-one could see what we were doing. I recalled a close call back when Maya was still around when the cloak had been disabled by a fault and I had a lot of explaining to do.
Juliet emerged a moment later with her little machine that fixed the bigger one and informed us it was now working just fine. Will was the only one who didn’t always carry a little device on him, he somehow kept it all in his head.
With the absence of Maya, I’d taken lead of the “team”, so prepared for my second ever “leadership” speech ever.
“Right guys. We’re currently in…" I glanced at my watch “1950. Everyone has their vital information?”
They both nodded. We had information stored within our heads or devices in order to know who was prime minister, king or other certain important things of the time we were in.
“This is where Maya travelled to in the old machine, we’ve beaten her here, so should see her appear moments later to save her from dying within this timeline.”
“But won’t-“ Juliet spoke up.
“Yes, Juliet I know. The whole paradox thing. We wouldn’t have come back if she hadn’t been killed, so we wouldn’t have come here to save her, thus causing a paradox. I know. I know", but we have to hope it works.”
As I walked to the road to await Maya’s known arrival, I saw a brilliant flash of light, and another machine that looked far superior to ours arrived close by. Two men in identical blue outfits grabbed Will and Juliet, and I gave chase. One withdrew a weapon, and fired it at me. It’s odd shaped bullet sailed by me, and hit in to the chest of a woman behind me.
I turned to see her there, as she slumped to the ground. Juliet and Will shouted out, as the blue men’s machine went off where it came from. I knew this would happen, but it still shocked me.
I quickly withdrew the antidote needle from my jacket, and injected Maya as I had practiced, and her eyes sprung open.
“Maya, no time to explain. Take my hand, we have to save those two.”
Maya got up, staggering and we clambered back in to the machine and I set the controls for February 20th 2070. This is what I had known was coming and had been practicing for for many years. We’d save the whole team, and take him down.
I breathed in and then pressed the button as we began our descent in to madness.