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Chapter 2 - chapter 1

The lunatic the demon and the werewolf

White pov

I was sitting in my office chair. Throwing a ball up into the air and catching it while wearing my long signature overcoat and wide-brimmed hat when Penelope walked in the door and said. I need you to take care of something in Detroit. I looked at her and said, "I'm off in 10 minutes." Why can't you have Walter do it? She replied, "I would." If I could get ahold of him. Knowing him if he's not answering. He's in the middle of shit. I took a deep breath and said fine. I'll do it, but I want to be paid. Overtime said that's acceptable. Just take Tim with you. He's starting to get on my nerves. Alright, what cars are available? I'll grab a Corvette and go sorry she said. But you're taking the 55 Bel Air. So I'm going back to the 50s 1956 to be exact, fine. I said it could be worse. I could be in the 32 Ford. That's in the shop. Unfortunately, it's Gett revamped. She said

Revamped with a new super charger and a better suspension system.

You wrecked it running from the FBI last time.

It was 1933. What else did you expect me to do? They thought I was a bank robber. white replied. Yeah, yeah, yeah, she said, just make sure you take Tim. He isn't getting enough exercise lately. I just shrugged alright, fine, make sure the car is gassed up. It's already gassed up out front. You're going through gate 4. will do. i said I stood up and put my ball in the desk drawer. Walked out to the breakroom to find Tim drinking a cup of coffee and chatting with a new intern. I said pack it in. We got a job. He turned to me with a scowl and said. I normally work with Walter, not you. I said, "Yeah, but apparently Walter can't be reached, and Penelope says, "You're going with me. Fine, he said, " Let's roll, I'll grab the 67 impala. Nope, we're taking the 55 Bel Air shit, he said. I think it still doesn't run rigit. well, we're stuck with for now.

Does it at least have a 454 under the hood? Nope, standard 327 As we got into the car, we set the date on the key fire. Then, i fired the engine up and drove right through gate 4 right onto a dark alley street and pulled out into the road. We drove in silence for 20 minutes. I pulled up in front of a warehouse. Shut the car off. The, I sat looking out, through the windshield of the 55 Bel Air kept thinking to myself great. Do we actually have to go into this place? I mean, in a few decades, when it's gonna be an abandoned warehouse when we can burn to the ground. Why can't we just deal with it then? his shadow from the back seat piped up goes. As if reading his mind. This is what we signed up for, you know. This is bullshit But it is what it is. Sometimes, we gotta do what we gotta do. White replied. Tim sat up in the back seat and asked.Why can't we drive around in the impala?Or the super sport. White replied, "You know, we have to have a car for the time period it could be worse.We could be kicking it in thirty-two ford or riding Shank's pony. (Shank's pony= huffing it) Tim replied, "All right, then what's the play?"

White replied, "You're gonna go around back shift and see if anybody's around in there and find the rift." See, if we can close it or seal it, I'm gonna walk through the front door as always. Hallow if you see anyone of dangerous intent or one of those damn worms. Tim said all right the silent and sneaky approach.

Lilith pov

 I was sitting in my quaint. Little suburban house playing my piano while my daughter Angel feather. was reading a book. The window was open. The summer breeze was blowing in, and i was thinking. Retirement isn't going to be that bad. I served my country to the best of my ability. After all, we vehicles get replaced quite often. I was playing Hard Times, come again No more when the phone on the wall rang. My daughter put her book down and said, "I'll get it." She went over to the phone and answered it. Demon resident angel speaking. How can I help you? She said OK, "I'll get her, " and set the phone down on the table. She came over to me and said it's for you, mom.

With a sigh, I stood up, walked over to the phone and picked it up, and said Lillith Demon speaking, "How can I help you?" Miss Demon, we need you to come in and talk with someone from the c. I. A. I took a deep breath and said i'm retired Then the man on the other end of the line said we could send you to the scrapyard I took a deep breath and said I'll be in in an hour He said that was the correct answer then hung up the phonr.My superior officer was an asshole I thought. I turned to my daughter and said, "I'll be back later this afternoon."

I walked over to the mirror and ran a comb through my long silver hair. I looked myself in the eye and said, "I've got this." Grabbed my ID and began the long walk to the base. After all, it's not polite to take off in the street. As I approached the front gate, I greeted the guard on duty and asked. How is how his day was? And if anyone new had stopped bye, he said a few people, one woman gave him the creeps, but it's not his place to judge. Was she by any chance, CIA? No, just a regular analyst. A low-level analyst at that. He said nothing thing was suspicious. But I could have sworn. She was wearing a wig, but I didn't want to say anything. Wig, you say who knows why. well, you have a good day, Miss lilith. I replied with my signature tata and walked in the door.

As I walked down the hallway thinking to myself, I couldn't believe the brass just replaced me like that. Now they want me to talk to some big wig from the CIA, fuck this. I think to myself, as I approach a hallway. A woman tells me. I can't go that way. I have to go another way because there's been an incident in the hallway. She had black hair and electric blue eyes. I see what appears to be a ruptured pipe.

And maintenance is trying what they can to clean it up. So I say fine and go the other way.

As I'm walking down the hallway, I feel like I'm walking through a cloud of mist next thing. I know I'm in a dark building. My head stared pounding. My eyes were watering when my vision cleared. I saw. A wolf.

And it started to growl at me. Then I see a man in a long black duster coat and wide brimed hat, carrying a pump action shot gun. he pionted it at me. Then he asked me who I am and what the hell am I doing there, and why I came through an interdimensional time rift. I look at him and say whats an interdimensional time rift. this isn't US navy headquarters detroit michigan. The man replies with a scowl on his face."Well, you're half right. You're in detroit, but you're definitely not at the navy headquarters. Then the man said to the Wolf."Check around and make sure there's no one else here."

I think we have a freak Chance In Encounter on our hands. Just as my head really starts to pound.I think to myself, this sucks and the thing that runs through my mind before I collapse to the floor Is, I think of my daughter's face and how i'm sorry I won't be able to see her this evening.

White pov

As I catch the woman falling to the floor, I realize this is not a good situation. The rift is closed. I believe it's sealed, but I'm not sure. I'll have to scan it later. I carry her to the car. Lay her on the back seat as Tim slips into some clothing as he had tore out of his previous set. Idiot I tell him next time strip off.Because I am not gonna keep replacing your clothing every time you rip out of them. Tim replies.Yeah, I know you keep saying that, but you keep replacing them. More importantly, who is she or what is she? Doesn't smell right. He said. I reply, "What do you mean?She doesn't smell right. She smells like aviation fuel. Why would someone smell like aviation fuel if they work in an office all day. I mean, check her hand bag.See if there's any I d or identifying markers to find out who she is. I mean, this is probably her first time going through a rift.So, she's gonna suffer from t.D.S.(time distortion sickness). She is gonna have a mighty bad headache when she wakes up. if she wakes up? I know.

But we gotta figure out when she came from where she came from and how long she's been gone. It could be milliseconds to years.

You and I both know the longer that someone is gone, the more danger there in.

Especially if they haven't had the medication.. White replied So for now, we'll take her back to the safe house and figure out where we're gonna go from there.I'll contact headquarters and get a game plan. That rift didn't just appear out of nowhere. Somewhere out there.Someone has gotten their hands on a generator, and I don't like it.

Just because I invented the damn thing doesn't mean I want everyone to have their hands on it. 

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