Time After Time (smallandgoode)

30 November, 2018

Character appearance: http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lv3pvocZa51r2q48wo2_500.jpg

Sergeant First Class Aaron Rader arrived at the non-descript building located in a faraway corner of the Los Alamos National Laboratory.
Aaron had been with Project Pegasus for 2 years now.

He had been recruited by the Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency into the project which was classified Cosmic Top Secret following his leading some extremely dangerous black operations in Iran, Afghanistan and Pakistan as a member of the Combat Applications Group, also known as Delta Force.

When he was made aware of the tasks that Project Pegasus he was stunned silent for over an hour. But there was going to be no way he did not accept the offer.

Aaron had learned that in the late 1960’s the government had created a teleportation device that allowed for human beings to travel through time.
They had put Aaron through 6 months of training on how the system worked. It was difficult material to learn. Aaron had majored in business administration at the University of Georgia. The material he was directed to learn was stuff like quantum mechanics.

The basis for the ability to travel in time relies on the works of Nicola Tesla. Tesla found a way to derive a certain kind of energy from the quantum plenum. This was energy that Tesla called “Radiant Energy” and demonstrated that this energy is pervasive and latent throughout the Universe.

This energy has as one of its properties, the instructors taught, the capacity to bend the fabric of time-space.

In the 2 years since coming onto the project Aaron had witnessed Lord Cornwallis surrender his army to the Continentals at the Battle of Yorktown. Aaron had been on the grassy knoll in Dealy Plaza in Dallas on November 22, 1963 and was one of the few people alive who knew the facts about the second gunman.

At the start of the project the technology was used to gather strategic intelligence from the future, to give the government an advantage in foreign policy.

Then came Grozda Sokoloff.

The former Bulgarian secret police soldier, who took part in the torture and murder of antigovernment dissidents in Bulgaria who had suddenly become a billionaire financier managed to either bribe or threaten some of the physicists who worked on the project and had them build him one. They had discovered that Sokoloff and his crew were teleporting back in time trying to bring about his utopian ideal world, as well as make themselves wealthy beyond all comprehension. Aaron and his team now spent most of their time teleporting and preventing it.

So now Aaron and his team mate, Mike Randolph were getting briefed on their current deployment.

They were to be teleported to Egypt, 2569 B. C. E. The electro optics were indicating that someone from the future had teleported to that period and was removing large amounts of gold from the recently completed Great Pyramid of Giza.

That had to be Sokoloff.

If he got the shot, Aaron was going to put a bullet through the man’s face.

They strapped into the containment vessel, which was located in the plasma containment room. The subjects being moved through time had to remain totally motionless or bad things would happen.

Once strapped down the switch was thrown and the blue haze illuminated, which was followed by blackness.

When Aaron opened his eyes, he allowed the nausea of time travel to dissipate. Mike was already up and collecting his gear. The technicians had put them down on a hill 100 meters west of the pyramid at night. They had no idea how long they had before the sun rose so the set to work.

Aaron and Mike wore their digital dessert camouflage uniforms and armour plates.

They quickly established there hide site and found their target. A period Bedouin tent near the entrance to the pyramid.

Aaron was behind the 6 X 48 scope attached to M1A.

Aaron was watching the tent for less than half an hour when he saw movement coming from the tent. The first subject was very dark skinned and dressed in local garb. The next subject was wearing a long flowing white robe. Zooming in on the face, Aaron saw it was a Caucasian male.

“Do you have eyes on the White face?” Mike whispered softly.
“Yeah, he is out of place…just a little.” Aaron flicked the switch, from SAFE to FIRE.

More subjects came out. Only 3 were Caucasian looking. They were dead men walking.

Aaron got a good sight picture and relayed to Mike the target he was prosecuting. He let out a breath, centered the cross hairs right between the eyes, then at the bottom of the exhale, Aaron squeezed the trigger.

The head exploded.

The local Egyptians, who were living their lives 2000 years before the birth of Christ had no idea what had just happened.

The White men did.

They began scrambling for cover.

Aaron called out his second target and Mike replied immediately with range to target.

The trigger was squeezed and another Time Violator was extinguished.
The third target thought he had cover but he was incorrect. The 7.62x39 round easily went through the wood and killed him.

Just as Aaron was going to punch Mike in the bicep for a job well done, Mike hissed, “New target…20 meters just right of that wagon...”

Aaron quickly scanned and saw him

He was dressed as an Egyptian noble, but it was him.

Grozda Sokoloff.

Aaron was sighting in and he saw that the socialist billionaire was not even trying to get to cover. Aaron thought Sokoloff was going to make it easy for him.

Then Aaron saw he held a device in his right hand. Sokoloff held it up over his head.

Then he appeared to squeeze it.

A black circle, surrounded by a signal blue haze formed and began moving at high speed toward them.

“Mike! Don’t fuckin move!” Aaron screamed as he grasped his rifle and the case with computers and other equipment.

The black orb moved over him. The screeching sound of time travel filled his head. Then blackness…

Aaron came to.

He was lying in a forest. The only sound he heard was Mike screaming.
Mike’s molecules had merged and become superimposed with a large oak tree.

Aaron staggered to his feet and walked over to the molecular mess that was still living...in a sense.

Mikes right ankle and foot was 4 feet above the left side of his face. Mike’s left eye showed crazed fear and pain.

Aaron pulled his Glock .40 pistol.

“I’m sorry Mike.” Aaron said over the screaming.

He placed the barrel of the pistol on Mike’s left temple, just below the tree bark his face had merged with and pulled the trigger.

The screaming stopped.
Nausea passed over Aaron. He threw up then managed about 7 steps before he passed out into the grass.

Jane Grey was walking through the forest looking for fruit and some wildflowers to press and sell when He came across a man. She bent down and looked upon his handsome face, noticing his strange clothing, she realised that left out here he may be killed and his beautiful garments stolen so she took it upon herself to take him home.

Once home she lay him on her bed and fetched him so bread and cheese and a glass of her father's finest ale. She took up a rocking chair beside him and while he slept she pressed the flowers she had found in the forest.

Aaron came to. But he did not open his eyes. He remained in his position and used his ears, nose and sense of touch to take in information.

He smelled fresh bread near him and heard...was that a rocking chair moving? He was able to slide his right hand down to his right thigh and felt the comforting feeling of his hard shell, Blackhawk SERPA holster and the Glock .40. The cool sheets of a bed were under him.

"How the fuck did I get here?" he thought silently.

There was a flutter of cloth coming from his side. His first thought was someone was moving.

With almost supernatural speed he rolled out of the bed while at the same time drawing his side arm.

He scanned the room he was in.

He saw his pack and hard case containing the computer and remote beacon which allowed him to signal operations of his current location on the time line. All of the equipment had enough battery power to last him a year so if he could get to his equipment he could signal operations and send them a message advising of the current situation.

He also saw his rifle.

Scanning around he finally saw her.

She was now staring wide eyed at him. She could not be more than 18 years old. She was also stunningly beautiful.

"Where the fuck am I?" He whispered

He kept the pistol in tight but still presented it to the young woman.

In his best command voice he demanded, "Year...What year is it?"

"Why good sir you're in Buckinghamshire and the year is 1579" I look up at you with big beautiful brown eyes and you cam see that I'm not at all fazed "please have some bread" I gesture to the table which holds fresh bread and cheese. I lift up my skirts and and stand up holding my hand out to you in welcome.

Aaron was thrown off his game.

He did not expect the young woman to show absolutely no fear. She was definitely brave.

"Why good sir you're in Buckinghamshire and the year is 1579" she said

Aaron’s brain began buzzing at warp speed. “Damn it!” Aaron thought to himself. He now was wishing he had paid more attention in his World History class during his sophomore year.

“Holy Shit!” his brain screamed at him. I have got to get my gear and call operations. He was going to need historical help Aaron thought.
The operations center had a team of historians on call to assist the time jumpers. It was necessary to not do anything to disrupt the time line.
Aaron had no knowledge of 16th century England. He easily could screw up something and, in theory, cause the complete obliteration of the universe…at least that was what the scientist had told him in training.

When she said, "please have some bread" Aaron again focused on the young woman’s face.

Her radiant brown eyes had a twinkle in them and they were making Aaron lose his tactical edge. He studied her. She had creamy white skin that
Aaron imagined was satin smooth and soft.

Without even realizing it he had lowered his pistol.

The smell of the bread now made his stomach growl. He looked where she had indicated and slowly moved towards the food. He holstered his pistol.

Still standing, Aaron ate the bread. He did not realize exactly how hungry he was and began to feed on the bread and cheese.

He looked up at the young woman and asked in what he hoped was a non-threatening tone, “I am called Aaron. What is your name?”

"Jane Grey Grey good sir" I smile at you innocently and say "I must tell my mother that that you are awake" I smile to myself feeling lucky to have this strange yet handsome young man in my house. I wonder wonder where you've come from as I close the door. My pretty cheeks warm with the blush of having someone study me so intently still there. I come in a few moments later having told her I see you looking worried and ask what is wrong

I was desperately trying to remember the name Jane Grey. For some reason I feel she was important. "Damn! I should have paid more attention in my sophomore year." I think.

"I must tell my mother that that you are awake" she said to me. That can't be good. The less contact I have with period humans the better. There would be less chance of making a mistake and causing a complete and total implosion of the known universe...or at least that was what the scientists had taught in the training.

I had to get to the computer in my case and make contact with operations. I boot up the computer and deploy the microburst transmitter. When the link is established I type, "Baseplate, this is Redeye...BROKEN ARROW, I say again, BROKEN ARROW. I believe I am in the year 1579. Target X-Ray has not been prosecuted and is in this time. I may have been in contact with an ALPHA 1 priority person, Jane Grey. Send all information. I will attempt to locate Target X-Ray and prosecute that target. I will attempt further contact in 2 hours, Redeye out."

I break down the equipment and stow it. I am doing a functions check on my rifle when she returns.
I study the young woman. Her beauty is timeless. She would be a total hottie in 2018 just as she is in 1579.
I now feel the urge to see her naked, on her bed.

Her question snaps me out of the spell her beauty has put me under.

I say, "Ma'am, I have come a very far away land. A very evil person from my land is here in Buckinghamshire. I must find him and arrest him. If you could help in any way I would be in your debt."

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Grozda Sokoloff knew he was way off. He was dressed as an ancient Egyptian and was clearly in medieval England. He wondered into a small villiage. He made contact with the leader of the village and told the story of being from a distant land and that he was looking for an evil warlock who was in the land to do the devils work. He is called Aaron and should not be approached by any single person. When he felt he had scared the stupid ancients he demanded food and a woman...or boy for his satisfaction. The village seemed to be in an uproar of the devils disciple in their land and were grateful enough to provide Sokoloff with plenty of food and a young boy who he took into a hut after he had eaten...

I listen intently to your infirmation and smile "oh an adventure! Well im sure that i could help, im going into the village anyway so i could look for him if you describe what ge looks like to me. Would you like anything while im gone?"

When you've given your answer and a detailed description of what he looks like i walk out the room and down the stairs, making my way to the village. When i get there people ate discussing the visitor with strange clothing, when i hear yoyr name i turn. I tell some that i have seen Aaron and that he is not dangerous and could they let others know this man they're treating so well ks the one to be wary of.

I finish my shopping and start to leave but not before Sokoloff emerges, he watches me, feeling a desire for me, making hjs way to folliw me.

I explain to her that Grozda Sokoloff is an old man with a pocked marked face. I tell her that he should be wearing a white robe and dressed as Moor. I am hoping she will understand what I am talking about.

I tell her further that he is extremely dangerous and to stay away from him if she sees him.
I say, “Jane, you must come get me immediately if you find him.”

I tell her that I do not need anything and once she leaves I break out my equipment again.

I have received a message regarding the history.

I let out a heavy sigh when I read.

I learn that Jane was the granddaughter of King Henry the VII. Jane would become Queen of England for only 9 nine days before she is arrested and charged with high treason.
According to the scientists, in their timeline, Jane Grey was beheaded in 1574.

“Oh Fuck ME!!” I say loudly.

There has already been a major anomaly in the time line. The ramifications could be deadly.

I begin loading my equipment. I now had to go to the village and try to find Sokoloff and kill him.

Once everything is ready, I push out.
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Sokoloff was continuing to preach to all that would hear him. The devil was in their land and needed to be exterminated.
Soon he is mingling in the market. He manages to trade some gold coin for period dress. As he is roaming he sees her.

The young beauty was stunning. He would have her.

He follows her.

When the time is right, he moves up and takes her forcefully at the back of her neck.

“Hello, young miss. I want you to accompany me.” He begins maneuvering her to an adjacent stable.

He knew he was going to enjoy taking this woman and he hoped she resisted.

As I feel the hand on the back of my neck, I know it's him instantly wanting to scream but knowing he'll hurt her if she were to do so. She feels him throw her down on the floor and close the door to the stable. The joke is on him however as she is more accustomed to this way of life and so she runs up the ladder to the top of the stable and throws down the ladder before he's even turned round. He looks shocked and looks around for her. Meanwhile Jane prays that Aaron finds her, terrified out of her wits.

She accidentally knocks the ladder as she repositions herself and it falls to the floor, she closes her eyes, cursing herself as she hears him rush to the ladder seeing it hit the floor of where she is and hearing him climb up, she pushes back into the shadows as far as she can. Her heart thundering.