This story may be confusing at the beginning, but by the end it should all make sense.
Brackets=Translations of speech
Many people across time have been notably different. They seem to have extraordinary traits, or abilities which they utilised for their own gain. These people are seemingly random, popping up across the globe in different times. But now, none have appeared for over a century and it seems as though they have been wiped out.
Chapter 1-Understanding
21st Century
New York, America
Alex looked over the city. Bleak as it was, it was her home. She knew the rooftops like the back of her hand; it was her hideout from the real world, a place to test out experiments. You see, she was a genius, but only for herself. She liked the thrill of creating formulas, but not at her school. It was difficult knowing all the answers but acting stupid, she just wanted to let it all out, let the world know that she was a genius, but that what of the consequences? People would want her. They would find her, and threaten her until her secret was given away. Then they would publicise it and cast her as a freak. It could not get out.
Berlin, Germany
‘Ja!’ Chris shouted. ‘Geschafft! Ich habe gewonnen!’ (Yes! I did it! I won!)
‘Wirklich? Was hast du diesmal gewonnen?’ His friend called. (Really? What did you win this time?)
‘Ein Esel!’ (A donkey!)
‘Ein Esel?’ He asked, astonished. (A donkey?)
‘Ja. Toll, nicht?’ (Yes. Isn’t it great?)
‘…was redest du da? Geh da weg.’ (What are you talking about? Get away from there.)
‘Martin, ich hab so ein Gefühl für das Ding.’ Chris said, pointing to the coin machine. ‘Ich gewinne immer. Und ich gewinne viel!’ (I have a thing for these. I win every time. I can win big!)
‘Nein, hast du nicht.’ Martin said ‘Letzte Woche hast du's voll versiebt.’ (No you don’t. You were hopeless last week.)
‘Letzte Woche wusste ich noch nichts über meine Fähigkeiten.’ He replied, looking smug. ‘Jetzt kann ich Münzen manipulieren, um zu gewinnen!’ (Last week I did not know about my ability. Now I can manipulate this coin to win)
‘Dz bist doch irre. Du hast keine ... Fähigkeiten oder so. Du hast nur ne Glückssträhne.’ (You are delusional. You have no ... ability. You are just lucky today. )
‘Irre? Nee. Wenn du mir nicht glaubst, kannst du ja nach Hause gehn.‘ (Delusional? No. If you do not agree, you can go home.)
‘Wenn du es so meinst, dann geh ich eben.’ Martin said storming off. (If you’re going to be like that, I’ll go.) Who did Chris think he was, Pheonix?
19th Century
Nottingham, England
‘So what’s your ability?’ asked the professor.
‘Mine? Well… I can see what hasn’t come to pass’ replied the man.
‘The future? Hmmm… Can you predict something now?’
‘What? No… it’s random. I will sometimes look somewhere and the future will appear instead of what’s going on now. Or sometimes, I can see anywhere into the future.’
‘Look, if you’re not going to be serious you..you can just go’
‘But I am serious’ the man protested.
‘What you are saying is that you have an ability, but you can’t prove it. Look, I’m wasting my time with you. You’d better go.’
‘Wait, I have insight. You…’ the man sharply twisted his head ‘you will be taken from this land, and you’ll never come back’
‘You’re wasting my time’ the professor said, getting up from his chair. ‘Go bother someone else’
‘Professor Saitaln!’ the man shouted as the professor walked out the door.
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‘How was it Charles?’ The man’s wife asked when he got home.
‘Oh.. he didn’t believe me.’ Replied Charles ‘I thought this man would understand, I even gave him insight of his future’
‘Don’t worry dear, I believe you. If it weren’t for you, I’d be dead’
‘Yes well, I guess that was luck.’ Charles stretched his arms ‘I think I’m in need of bed’
It’s a peculiar thing, human behaviour. There are those who believe, while others refuse to see. Some have an open mind, while others are closed. But what is that? We are all one species, I guess life’s comings choose our decisions, closing us in on our destiny.
Chapter 2-Those who know
1st Century
Italy, Rome
‘Haha , vos es haud compositus pro meus vox.’ Pricticus shouted. (Haha, you are no match for my powers)
‘Discedo!’ the master of the house shouted. ‘Vestri vox est malum.’ (Go away! Your power is evil.)
‘malum Etiam is est, sic vos mos tribuo mihi totus vestri res.’ (Evil! Yes it is, so you will give me all your things.)
‘haud Illa es mei. Vos quod diabolus vado domus.’ (No! These are mine. You and the devil can go home.)
‘Hahah….’ The sight of, well what looked like a tear in the air, caught him. It was like a rip in space, the colour was distorted around the edges while inside it was pure white. Dazed by the sight of this, Pricticus didn’t notice the men next to him.
‘Looks like we’ve found our man’ the leader said, as the rest of the group tranquilized and grabbed Pricticus and threw him into the light. Shortly, after clearing things out with the leader, they followed suit. He surveyed the area, before he too entered the light.
21st Century
America, New York
She jumped from building to building, who were these people?
‘Come here Alex, you have something I want!’ a man shouted. Alex ran on. She had been here before, many years ago, but she had been here.
‘Come and get me!’ she shouted, jumping onto another building.
‘We will!’ shout a woman ‘and there is no escape from us.’ Alex kept running. She knew these rooftops like no other, all the secrets, the dents, the scratches in the paintwork. She looked back, she was getting away. Suddenly, another man appeared from behind a chimney, holding a gun.
‘You little missy are hard to catch’ he said ‘why don’t you stop and come with me?’
‘Never you wi… whoa’ Alex fell. She had momentarily forgotten what she was doing, and had tripped over the edge of the building. She looked down, only another 40ft to go. She closed her eyes, expecting impact any second. Her whole 15 year life flashed before her eyes, then, darkness.
Berlin Prison, Germany
Martin ran to the cell door.
‘Chris!’ he shouted ‘Was ist passiert? (What happened?)
‘Ich habe umrahmt’ he replied ‘Sie sagen, ich manipulierten die Maschine und Geld gestohlen’
10 hours earlier
‘Wenn du es so meinst, dann geh ich eben.’ Martin said storming off. (If you’re going to be like that, I’ll go.)
‘Ich brauche ihn nicht.’ Chris muttered to himself. ‘Hast du das gehört? Ich brauche dich nicht!’(I don’t need him. Did you hear that? I don’t need you!)
Chris kept on playing with the coin machine, raking in all the coins he could get. He stood there for hours on, trying to grab every last coin in the machine. During his time there, two smartly dressed men walked up to him.
‘Entschuldigung’ the one with black hair said ‘Besten, Sie kommen mit uns’ (Excuse me. You’d better come with us)
‘Gibt es etwas falsch gemacht?’ (Is there something wrong?)
‘Wir haben Beweise dafür, dass Sie diese Maschine manipuliert haben, und so gestohlene Geld von hier.’ The other man replied ‘So werden Sie mit uns bitte.’ (We have evidence that you have rigged the machine, and stolen money from it. Please come with us)
‘Kümmern Sie sich nicht zu widerstehen.’ (Don’t bother to resist) Chris’ eyes widened. What had he done wrong?
10 hours later
‘Das ist das?’ asked Martin, intrigued. (That’s it?)
‘Dann verhörte mich, wie ich es tat.’ Chris replied ‘und dann sperrte mich hier, wenn sie es nicht erklären konnte.’ (They then interrogated me to how I did it and then locked me in here when they couldn't explain it.) Martin sighed.
‘Ich gehe und zahlen die Kaution, und wir können hier raus.’ He said walking off to the reception area. (I'll go and pay the bail, and we can get out of here.)
America, New York
Alex woke in her hideout. Something had happened, but what was it?
‘That must have been a dream’ she muttered to herself. Getting up, she looked at her watch. Wow, she thought. She had been asleep up here for five hours. Noticing that, she quickly ran across the roof on her way home.
Future, past, present. They are all the same when you are in them, but not when you are out. Time is considered as a straight line, one event to the next, nothing out of the ordinary, but when things threaten to destroy that line things get hectic. Future threatens to derail past causing new timelines to emerge, those who shouldn’t understand, understand and then what happens to the people that are not understood.









