Part 2: http://aroundgray.blogspot.ca/2013/03/no-327-cyoa2-part-2.html
Part 3: http://aroundgray.blogspot.ca/2013/03/no-328a-cyoa2-part-3-ridgeway-is-ally.html
Part 4: http://aroundgray.blogspot.ca/2013/03/no-329a-cyoa2-part-4-martin-doesnt-know.html
Part 5: http://aroundgray.blogspot.ca/2013/03/no-330a-cyoa2-part-5-martin-plays-along.html
Part 6: http://aroundgray.blogspot.ca/2013/03/no-331a-cyoa2-part-6-everything-is.html
Part 7: http://aroundgray.blogspot.ca/2013/03/no-332a-cyoa2-part-7-martin-goes-quietly.html
Part 8: http://aroundgray.blogspot.ca/2013/03/no-333a-cyoa2-part-8-experiment-begins.html
“What is he talking about?” Land asked Ridgeway and Hodge.
“Not sure,” said Hodge, hurriedly. His attention was focused
on the foreign drone that was approaching the lab. “That’s the more immediate
threat,” he said, pointing.
Martin grabbed Hodge’s arm. “No. The barrier is. There’s
something wrong with it.”
Hodge shook our of Martin’s grip. Keeping one eye on the foreign
drone, he punched a command into the computer.
The original drone disappeared back into the barrier. “You’re right,” he
whispered to Martin.
“What is it?” Land demanded.
“The information I’m getting back says that the drone’s gone
further into the future this time,” said Hodge. “Seventy-five years.” Then his
eyes widened. “Wait. Now it says forty minutes. Changing to a year. Now five.
Now a month.” He turned to the others. “It’s doesn’t just go to one time.”
As he finished saying the words, the circumference of the
time-barrier increased suddenly, engulfing the mysterious drone and penetrating
the walls of the lab. Ridgeway, who was standing closest to the windows,
disappeared into the portal.
It collapsed in on itself just as quickly, returning to its
former state, floating in the middle of the Core.
The three left behind stared blankly at the empty space.
Martin recovered first. “I’m going in,” he said. Before
anyone could stop him, he grabbed a pistol from the Captain’s holster, and had
leapt off the observation deck into the barrier.
He hit the ground hard. Rolling upright, he found himself
still in the massive bay. He wasn’t alone though. He was surrounded by a ring
of armed troops. All of them had their guns trained on him.
“Get up,” said the leader.
Martin followed the order. “Where am I?” he asked.
“The same place you left two years ago,” replied a familiar
voice. The statement echoed through the Core.
“Hodge?” said Martin, straining to see into the lab. “Did
Ridgeway make it here?”
There was a sinister laugh. “She did,” said Hodge. “About
six months ago. You’ll meet her again shortly.”
“I need to get her and go back through,” Martin told him. He
finally saw the scientist. He began to get a very bad feeling.
The last two years had been unkind to Hodge. Martin saw a
large scar running up the man’s face, and one of his hands had been replaced by
a crude metal hook. What stood out the most was Captain Land’s hat perched
jauntily on Hodge’s head.
“Where’s the Captain?” Martin asked. “She’ll back me up.”
“Oh yes,” said Hodge, scratching his chin with the hook.
“The Captain. Well, it seems that soon after the barrier opened, she had an
accident. I command the Nautilus now.”
One of the guards nudged Martin with the barrel of a gun.
The prisoner was marched back to the cabin he’d been held in when he’d arrived
on Nautilus. The journey was much different now, with various parts of the base
having been patched and ruined, as if a battle had taken place. Particularly
gruesome were a number of man-sized scorch marks in the main passageway.
Martin’s cell had seen the door replaced with crudely welded bars. Martin was
thrown in, and left by himself.
It was three days before he saw anybody again.
Hodge appeared, whistling as he approached.
“Why?” Martin asked when Hodge stepped in front of the bars.
Hodge didn’t answer. Instead, he drew a pair of handcuffs
from his belt and motioned for Martin to turn around. Once Martin was shackled,
Hodge put his hook through the links on the handcuff chain and pulled the
prisoner along with him.
“Where are we going?” Martin demanded.
“You’ll see,” said Hodge.
Martin was taken to another control room, one that was on
the far side of the Core. Instead of computers, this one had more industrial
machines. There were large switches and levers everywhere. Hodge sat Martin
down on a bare metal bench.
“Now,” said the villain. “Now you’ll help me with my true
experiment.”
“I won’t do anything until I see Ridgeway,” Martin told him
defiantly.
“Very well,” said Hodge. “She’s over there.” He pointed with
his hook. Ridgeway was indeed there. She was strapped to a chair very much like
the one the Martin had been in when the barrier first appeared.
“Why is she in the chair?” asked Martin.
Hodge laughed his devious laugh. “She’s my calibration,” he
said with a cackle. “Oh, that’s right. You still think you’re the reason the
barrier opened in your time. No, sorry. That was me. Or, it will be in about
ten minutes here. It didn’t start early at all. I opened it to the past.”
“Remember when Land
told you about the three people who came through the portal at Chernobyl? How
one returned to their time? That was me. You, me, and the girl, we were all
ripped from our homes and sent back. Thirty-six hours to be precise. They
didn’t know how close the ends were, then.”
“It was only a little more than a day?” asked Martin.
“Correct,” nodded Hodge.
“And Ridgeway helps you how?” Martin pressed.
Hodge grinned. “I’m not going to use myself as a guinea pig,
am I? I needed somebody else. Since there were only three people who are up to
the task, my other options are clear, aren’t they?”
Martin realized what he was saying. “But she died,” he said.
“Land told us the third girl died.”
“And just who do you think told Land?”
“So that whole time you worked on the experiment, you were
planning this? To kidnap me and Ridgeway?”
“No,” said Hodge. “I worked here the whole time so that I could
rule the world. With a functioning and properly calibrated time-machine, I have
ultimate power.”
“I’ll save Ridgeway,” Martin told him, with cold resolve in
his eyes. “And I’m going to stop you.”
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