"I'm clueless, and I shouldn't even be pretending to have my shit more figured out than the others" Derek muttered to himself. "Someone has got to do it" He said to himself moments after again with a rather audacious look on his face."2099 is fucked. Time travellers, choose wisely" He again whispers to an imaginary ghost with a weird grin on his face.Flashback to 2 weeks agoThe light bulb twitches as a strong wind sweeps through the slightly open window in Derek's living room. He looks up, away from his mum's dinner- his very delicacy. While he's still caught in the whole idea of the wind and the light flicker, his mum slips as the wine bottle in her hand falls hard to the ground causing a great splash of the red beauty bottled up while the glass pieces find their way to the farthest parts of the room like distant lovers.Derek hurried to help his mum out, to check if she was okay. She has been sick for two years now, with a rare form of cancer. Sheila had tried so hard to keep he
There was no anomaly with the timejumping this time as Michaela took her time to cry without the bother of what came next."C'mon! Let's get out of here now." Michael said to his sister who had cried her eyes out and was wiping them off already. She really needed those cathartic tears and she slowly got up with her hands in her brother's as they retreated to take cover. Before they could get to the concrete where they'd formerly taken cover, they time-jumped. This was a different experience in more ways than one. They arrived here in a change of clothes in what seemed like biological hazard prevention suits; an upgrade to the regular hazmat suits they'd known.Something rained from the sky and danced off from their helmets to the ground. It wasn't rain, it was lighter and appeared to be dustier. After a few seconds of fixed analysis, Michael realised that this was ash. It was raining ashes in the city of Pretoria, South Africa."What year are we in again?" Michael asked while tryin
As Michaela turned back to see the person behind her, she time-jumped again and landed beside what seemed like a mega-Holographic edifice that projected Greece as it was or closely looked like in the Ancient Civilisation of the 5th and 6th Century B.C This was beautiful and it wasn't nature, it was technology beyond her time and she was stunned. Next to her was her brother, Michael, who looked very healthy and fit with eye-soothing muscles. Michaela took in this view in silence and unintentionally gulped whatever saliva was gushing over her brother's hotness and she gave him the biggest hug she could and anyone around could sense love between these two. "Is this…?" Michael started but was interrupted by his overly surprised sister. "Yeah, nanotech, and it's Greece" she said barely catching up with her breath as she stood in awe. "How many more jumps do we have there?" Michael asked curiously. "Six. We have six more. It's just that I don't know how to get us to go anywhere. It ove
It was June 2022 and 22 year old twins, Michaela and Michael were back in Locatelli, a scantily-populated area in Sweden. They had recently concluded their Master's at MIT and were back, on to the project that had come to define their lives. Their late dad's hedge fund money had long been the basis of their fund-demanding research and experiments. Michaela was the more brilliant of the twins but she was the more skeptical one who wasn't keen on heavy risks unlike her brother who had coronary artery disease and had been diagnosed as terminal about 9 months back. "I think we're done. I sincerely have a good feeling about this one, Michael." Michaela said to the sleeping Michael who had passed out from overnight stress on the couch few feet away from the lab entrance. This was no ordinary lab, and the only comparison that came close in terms of facilities and multimillion dollar physics equipment in this place was Tony's Stark Labs. Despite the weakness in his body, Michael dragged
"The planet is a ball after all, and a rolling one at that. What were we expecting anyway? It's all in motion already." A flier containing these words flew right into the face of Moritz, a German tourist in Japan.Moritz removed it from this face as the wind's pressure was making it slightly difficult.Japan was never on Moritz's travel destinations, but the world was a little beyond normal already. It was 2053 and the World War III had recently ended.About 7 months ago, Moritz was Cruising in the Ocean in a country that was once known as Nigeria. He heard so much about regaining clarity from spending time at this part of the world.Moritz was a 49 year old journalist and he used to be one of the world's best but he wasn't that person anymore, not after he'd lost his daughter and wife to the war while we went off to fight under forceful recruitment circumstances back home in Germany.This was one of those few wars that was in the end, foolish and damning to man's existence as there w
It was a beautiful sunset scene as Brad walked into the Devitton Bar section of the club where he had one shot of his favourite drink- MacAnthony's Gin and Tonic. He sighed right after and dropped the cup silently as he got up to head to the top of the building; the night club's dancefloor.Brad was a real life 20 year old loser who couldn't leave the safety of his own house. He owed all the fun and sexual action in his life to this virtual reality that had become his reality.Brad owned the latest of all gadgets. How else could he have been satisfied with being Google's VR Pixel's Innovative Director?Brad had too many flaws, but his biggest of all was his indifference towards anything and everything that was outside of what he knew to be reality."Buzz!Buzz!!" Brad's Hologram device that was placed at the right end of his table buzzed repeatedly."What now?" Brad said with disgust and slight vexation as he paused his virtual reality game or life as it had come to be for him and str
"Half the world is foolish. The other half is too high to know the difference" Travis said as he smiled flirtatiously. He was a charmer with a lethal smile and a packet of words that sounded like poetry."You ever wonder if life was better in the past than now?" Margot asked in a rather philosophical tone."I can't say. Cosmically, we all meet one end" Travis continued as he popped out a purple pill into his soft comely white palms."And what's that?" Margot asked curiously."We all fucking die. Some lived, some stayed, some held life right at the balls. That last one's my cosmic climax" Travis said in a lower pitched voice now with an almost high face.Margot didn't need a prophet or love algorithm to tell her that this was her 'own person'.Margot sniffled again as she remembered these Memories vividly. AVID+ was not a regular drug. It recreated memories as they happened and this was a blessing and curse for the grieving Margot.She headed to the desk that looked more like a shit sh
Margot was British, but she didn't stay long at home before she went out on her adventure of touring the world. However, for Margot, an adventure was a whole lot more than beautiful cities and places, it was also beautiful men, women sometimes and touring the paradise each of their bodies had to offer. Margot had cut off ties with her parents who were aged and she was not remorseful about that in the least. She was adopted after all. Besides her pretty face and charming accent, her 'Jezebelic' body movements were enough to sweep any man of sound mind off his feet. She knew her power and it wasn't long before it became her biggest asset.Margot was living the wild girl's dream and this continued for years until Travis walked into her life. Travis was another fucked up kid who left his life to find something deeper or different in Norway, so their bonding wasn't too hard to figure out.Their biggest bond was AVID+(a pill that contained hallucinogens, ecstasy and morphine) and this was
"Taaa" The cups sounded as they bounced slightly right off the floor. The countdown was down to 3 minutes and 13 seconds and as Peter turned his back to look at his daughter, Evgenii and son, Vova who just entered the room with faces of worry and fear of the unknown they weren't ready to accept, he looked upon their comely faces and smiled.His wife would have been proud of the amazing children he's raised but she had been dead ever since their birth. His children meant the whole world to him besides his work obsession. They ran towards their trembling dad who was about to crash hard on the ground with his face sweating profusely and his breath becoming unstable.He fell right into the arms of his twin children, gazed at their lovely velvet eyes yet again. Evgenii could not hold back her tears as she knew the hour of his death was upon them. Vova held on to his father's arm tightly as he held back the tears from falling from his eyes.All this time, Nicholay had already fallen to th
Petrograd was one of the many cities attacked by the nuclear bombs which fired themselves into the air and decimated the population of cities like Pyongyang, Beijing, Tokyo, Shanghai, Paris, New Delhi, Washington D.C, Georgia, New York, Moscow and Jerusalem recording astronomical casualties, many of which could not be recorded or confirmed.With towers torn into halves and skyscrapers crashing down and smaller buildings caving into the earth, there was utter chaos and destruction around the world. The trees that prospered along the Park's road and side, big and small began to wither and fold in slowly. What was this?Here, at Petrograd, six minutes into the crashing of the nuclear weapons that had showered the city in ruins and destruction, darkness began to form from within the sky. No, it was not within the sky. It was within the eye socket of everyone. One moment ago, there was chaos and enough daylight to see the terror that had just befallen this city and now, it was like there