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good. But I need C&C to do so. So please be generous, and send C&C.
Now I hope you enjoy my bout with alternate dimensions. See ya! *_*
WARNING: This chapter contains slight murder and gore. But nothing more.
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Chapter 1: Criminals.
I walked down a long hallway and took a left. Soon I reached a half
open wooden door attached to white plaster wall. I pushed open the door
full way to reveal a large room. It was the main room of a Japanese
dojo.
Looking around I saw that it had wooden walls, painted white. It was
a large room, and a good fifth of it was taken up by some sort of an
alter. It was just a piece of wood with a variety of memorabilia, in
order to preserve the memory of a family member.
In the middle of the dojo, on the large blue mat, was a dead body.
Ripped to shreds, leaving blood and organs all over the floor.
Surrounding the body were three policemen, but for a change, no
reporters.
The policemen were looking over the body when I came up behind them.
I quickly said, in perfect Japanese "What happened to this man?"
One of the policemen turned around and sighed. "We don't know. Are
you a reporter by any chance? And what are you doing here."
I pulled out a badge and flashed it in his face. "Phillip Matthew's,
Japanese Bureau of Investigation. I'm here to see what happened."
The policeman shook his head a little. "What are you big shots doing
here? It's only murder, there's a few of those a day, and some of the
probably more interesting."
I nodded. "Who knows. I don't question what I'm told to do. Will you
please let me get by?"
The policeman moved out of the way so I could examine the body, or
whatever was left of it. Kneeling down in front of it I knew what
happened.
The torso of the man had exploded, leaving blood and organs all over
the mats. Some of it was even all over the wall. The head, arms, and
legs were still intact, and were where they would have been if the torso
was still there. It was like the torso had blown up, leaving the
everything else.
The man looked like he was in his mid-thirties. He had short brown
hair and dark brown eyes that were now glazed over. His skin was now a
pale white. Nodding as I got up I turned my attention to the police man
I talked to originally. "Okay. I have to go now."
The policeman grabbed my right shoulder. "Where are you going? What
did you see? What happened to this man? You know, don't you?"
I quickly released myself from his grasp and pulled out a pair of
dark sunglasses from my pocket. Putting them on I walked away, saying,
"Keep up the good work officer. Have a nice day."
Leaving the room, I shut the door behind me. Moving down the hallway
I waited until I was a good distance away from the door. When I was sure
no one could hear me I pulled out a cell phone from my pocket and dialed
up a number.
After waiting for almost a minute for someone to pick up, a
masculine voice came from the phone. "Sorry about that Phillip, had a
lot of work to do. So what did you find?"
"The guy was killed by a Scourge. Classic twenty-second century hand
weapon. Standard issue for the Sceztic Republic of dimension
1232334abxsd and most of it's branched dimensions."
I heard a sigh from the other end of the phone. "So we got another
time criminal on our hands. According to the information we've gathered,
he was not important in any way. His importance in the time line is
0.000034%."
"That's less then most normal people. Why would a guy risk getting
caught by the Reality Police just to kill a pointless man?"
"That's the question we have on our hand, Phil my friend. Personal
grudge maybe?"
"You gotta be kidding. This is, the late twentieth century. Time
technology will not be invented in this dimension for another three
thousand years. Also Reality Inhibitors are not around for another
thousand years after that. And, why the hell would anyone use
twenty-second century technology? It would be easy enough to get more
advanced technology by traveling through time."
"Maybe he's only using a backwards time manipulator."
"Something like that would not have a Reality Inhibitor in it. Why
would someone throw away the future for the past? Not only that but kill
someone from the past and go back even farther. Also, the latest jump
was half an hour ago, and it went ahead to 3124 A.D. still this
dimension though."
"Okay, well then you follow this guy, whoever he is. You have my
permission. Remember you can't be in a different time for more then 24
hours. Otherwise the time displacer won't work."
"I'm not that stupid, I did pay attention in some classes at least.
You know we should really invent a time displacer that effects more then
24 hours."
"Well look's like you didn't pay attention in the class where they
tell you why they can't do that. Basically, any disturbance of that size
in time would create variables that could alter this worlds future up to
3%. And you know any major time altering is illegal."
"Yeah, and so is murder. Well I think we've talked enough. I'll go
ahead to 3142 A.D. while you explain to Marila I'm going."
"I know. You know she'll hate me for not clearing her with this. She
is the boss you know."
"Fine, I know. See you later!"
"Later." And then we both hung up.
I closed up the cell phone and placed it back in my pocket. I then
pulled out a metal sphere from my pocket. It was small, about the size
of an eye. Then I tossed it to the ground, but before it hit the ground,
it vanished. Cloaking technology is very useful.
That was a time displacer, a device used to cover ones tracks.
Basically, no one can travel to a time frame from 24 hours before the
displacer is laid. And if anyone tries to access that time frame, or
goes to a time frame 1000 years or less before it's laid, it will be
picked up by the Reality Police's scanners. Then someone will be sent to
find, and take care of the person who has tried to change history. In
any way that's needed.
After throwing down the displacer I grabbed the left sleeve of my
shirt and pulled it up to reveal a big metal rectangle strapped onto it.
The rectangle was a panel with a variety of buttons and charts on it.
The thing acted as a Reality Inhibitor, dimensional shifter and a time
device.
A dimensional shifter lets someone shift through dimensions, while a
time device lets on travel through time. But the real pride of the
machine was the Reality Inhibitor. It has the ability to exempt the
wearer from all laws of physics of the dimension he is in. But the
wearer has to be using some law of physics from some world. So the
machine can be tuned to the physics of any dimension. Most people use
the physics of world 012339cdsa. Which allows super human movement,
speed, strength, defiance of gravity and a variety of other things.
Including eternal life.
This is all subject to a dimensional theory that for every action
taken in one dimension, there is another dimension where any alternative
or difference, no matter how small, is played out. And this ends of
branching into other dimensions, and then others, never ending. This not
only applies to events, but to the laws of physics. Therefore,
everything happens, no matter how far fetched.
I pressed a few buttons on the arm band and a slight ding sound came
from it. Light engulfed me and I vanished.........
A man moved slowly into the room. It was not a large room. It was
made of clean black metal and was cube shaped. There was nothing much
there but a old wood desk in the back and a filing cabinet on the right
wall that took up half the room.
A person sat in the chair that was behind the desk. It was a women,
who looked to be in her mid twenties, but was really over eight thousand
years old. She was tall, about six foot two, and of a rather light
build. But not to be taken lightly.
She had long dark blue eyes and crimson-red hair that went all the
way down to her feet. She was dressed in a uniform. It was made up of a
pair of blue dress pants and a tight shirt blue shirt with a number of
badges and medals on it.
The man walked up to her and saluted. "General. Phillip has just
been sent on his next mission."
She smiled and nodded. "Good. Now he can be trusted, can't he?"
The man shrugged. "I don't know. He can be trusted up to the point
where it benefits him to betray us."
"Do you suppose that times coming soon?"
He shrugged again. "I don't know. But why are you so interested?
There are always time crimes, and we just stop them. How is this one any
different?"
"Good day Mr. Marlex."
He paused for a second and then saluted again. "General!" And he
then marched off out the door and closed the door behind him.
Marila sat back in her chair and pulled out a pack of cigarettes.
She pulled one out and placed it in her mouth. Snapping her fingers, the
cigarette caught on fire. Inhaling a few times she wondered if Phillip
could be trusted. He would have to be, much depended on him.
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Whadda ya think, I like it so far. But what do you think? Please send
C&C, I really need it. I usually get so little.
I apologize for any misused dimensional or time theories, I'm only a
Grade 8 student. I apologize for all the paradox's that will be coming
up. This was a hard fic to write, hard to get around A LOT of problems.
But I hope I wrapped up enough of them. I hope you think I wrapped up
enough as well. See ya next time! *_*