Author's Note: Please note that this is not
a hatred piece. I do love the US. I was
kind of just wondering how the United States would have turned out had George
Washington been assassinated. I thought
just killing him in the Revolutionary War would be quite boring, so I had to
make some epic plot to make it cooler.
In a small apartment in London, a man by
the name of Abel Armstrong sat at his desk furiously typing away on his
laptop. Perspiration slowly trickled
down his forehead. He has been typing
for hours now and was soon close to concluding his email to several followers. Several minutes later, after adding several
encryption codes and passwords to the email, he quickly sent it and immediately
went to bed.
Only a couple miles away, a man sat at his
desktop, waiting impatiently for a long waited email to arrive in his mail
box. A message soon popped up and
announced "You've got mail Tommy John," in an electronic female
voice. Tommy John just grunted and
entered various encryption passwords and read the letter with great
intensity. After finishing the letter,
Tommy allowed himself a small grin and rose from his computer to prepare for
upcoming plans. It was finally time to
change the world.
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Abel Armstrong awoke to the pounding of
something coming from his front door.
Knowing it had to be Tommy, Abel rose groggily and made his way towards
the front door. Just to be sure, Abel
looked through the peephole and found a brown haired man of about twenty five
years still pounding at his door. To see
the man's face in the peephole, Abel had to maneuver himself so that he was
able to look upwards, otherwise he would be unable to see him.
"Ah yes come in Tommy," said
Abel, opening the door and letting the man in.
Tommy casually stepped in and turned to face Abel as he closed the door
behind him.
"We need to leave. Now," said Tommy in a serious tone.
"Alright, alright fine. Let's go to my office. It's in the basement under a tarpaulin in the
corner," replied Abel.
The two set off towards Abel's office, and
ten minutes later, found themselves in the basement looking for the
tarpaulin. They found it hidden in the
corner, just how Abel described it. It
was massive. Cylindrical in shape, it
reached all the way to the ceiling of the basement, and looked like it could
fit more than a couple people into it.
But what was it?
"I bring you, the time machine!"
yelled Abel, tearing the tarpaulin off of the object. A giant, solid steel cylindrical object stood
facing the two. A button on the outside
was all the controls that appeared to be on the time machine. A huge glass window covering 1/4 of the
entire machine showed what lied within the contraption. Again, it was very simple, consisting of just
a huge dial with numbers and symbols.
"You ready to right things in this
world?" asked Abel with a wicked grin.
"I sure am," replied Tommy,
"Say bye bye America."
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Six months earlier…
"Multiple bombs have fatally detonated
in ten of Britain's largest cities.
People are being evacuated at this moment. All help available will be needed. A suspect has been brought to justice, and to
our surprise, the suspect was an American operative currently working for the
CIA-"
Abel angrily terminated the news channel
and chucked the remote across the room.
The remote hit the wall and shattered with a sickening crash. Butterflies fluttered in his stomach as he
slowly rose to his feet. Red in the
face, he quickly called up Tommy and asked to attend a meeting as soon as
possible in the old abandoned church about an hour from Abel's. Tommy agreed, so Abel called up several other
people he knew and told them to meet him at the same place at the same
time.
These men weren't just any men; they were
members of England's Justice Fighters, a group of terrorists heavily against
the United States. Since 2020, these
terrorists have been raising havoc all across England, targeting mainly
Americans. Their most recent success was pulling off a massacre in the US
Embassy, killing more than 50 people.
Although it was a huge victory for this group, they did suffer a major
casualty. During the massacre, everyone
was able to escape, except for their explosives expert, Sebastian Miller. He was the sole reason for their escape,
because he detonated over 50 pounds of C4 to create a diversion for the rest of
the team. It cost him his life.
The abandoned church was the usual meeting
place for the Justice Fighters. Abel
arrived and found that everyone was anticipating his arrival. He took center stage and immediately began
his speech. "My fellow friends,
today we have been bombed by a crazed American.
It is a sign! America wants to
kill us. After all we've done for them! We created that country, and we deserve to
have it back. It is time to unveil our
greatest discovery. I tell you, I have
discovered the secret to time travel! My
friends, we are going back to before America became America. We are going to kill General
Washington!"
The small crowd sat silent, not believing
what they had just heard. Time travel
was very common. Studies were very close
to uncovering the secret to time travel, but their own leader had discovered
it? It seemed too good to be true. Several questions arose, and all were
precisely answered. After millions of
questions, the secret to time travel was finally accepted.
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Today
The two stood in front of the time machine,
staring at it with great satisfaction.
All of their problems were soon about to be fixed. Abel reached out and pressed the button with
soft delicacy. The glass door hissed
open and filled the entire room with a thick coat of steam. They waited for the steam to dissipate before
setting foot inside of the time machine. Tommy took a deep breath and followed Abel
into the time machine.
A strong scent filled his nose as he
stepped into the time machine. It smelt
awfully like rotten eggs, a very terrible smell. Tommy couldn't take any longer and stepped
out to regain his composure. When
recovered, he found Abel retching beside him.
"Sorry mate. Didn't think it'd smell like that. The time machine works the smoothest with
sulfur, but it smells terrible," said Abel after regaining his composure. He stood up and took a deep breath, but
regretted it as soon as he did it, because he winced and started coughing. The two men decided that they would prepare
everything before using the time machine.
Crates lined the wall next to the time
machine. It was at this time that Abel
turned to them and opened them up. He
pulled out two lethal looking weapons from one of the crates and set them
against the wall. Curiosity got the
better of Tommy, and found himself reaching for one.
"Whoa dude. I wouldn't do that here. These babies are real Katanas hand crafted in
the mountains of Japan. I'm just making
sure Bob didn't stiff us," said Abel.
Tommy took a step back, and decided to continue watching Abel unload the
rest of the gear. Night vision goggles,
bullet proof vests, ear phones, Swiss army knives, and Shurikens were among the
things Abel picked from the box.
"Good.
He added a couple extra Shurikens.
He didn't stiff us today," announced Abel.
"Are we seriously going ninja?"
asked Tommy in disbelief.
"Yes.
Our normal weapons would be too out of place," replied Abel.
"Don't you think the night vision
goggles, bullet proof vests, and ear phones are a bit out of place too?"
"They can easily be disguised."
"Easily? How are you going to disguise night vision
goggles?" demanded Tommy.
"You'll see," replied Abel. Tommy couldn't believe Abel's reasoning but
decided not to push the subject. After
all, Tommy was an expert in martial arts.
Trained in the Himalayas by Asia's best martial artists, Tommy surpassed
all expectations and rose to one of the most elite fighters in the world. He was among the first of Abel's
recruits. His aggressive fighting style
and quick thinking easily earned him second in command.
After a couple minutes of silence, Abel
turned to Tommy with a wide grin on his face.
"I'm just yanking your chain.
We are also issued with fully automatic pistols. They are obviously suppressed so get used to
it quickly," said Abel. He handed
over a G18 with several large magazines and a screw on suppressor. Tommy immediately examined it, testing the
weight balance and the sights.
"The Katanas and Shurikens are just a
cover up. Our cover is that we are
traders selling antique Asian weapons," said Abel, "We aren't
actually going to sell anything though," Abel quickly added, noticing the
blank look on Tommy's face.
"Is there anything else we need to
prepare for?" asked Tommy growing a bit impatient.
"I don't believe so. Let's do this."
Abel walked over to the time machine and
pressed the button. The door opened with
a loud hiss, but this time, both men were prepared for the very peculiar
odor. Before stepping into the machine,
both men made sure all of their supplies were in it first. After a last second check, Abel and Tommy
were ready for departure. Abel grasped
the giant knob and ferociously turned it to the year 1776. That's when everything went black.
