by Jamie Hawke
So it was that he was filled with excitement when the knock came at their door, waking him, and a voice said, “It’s time.”
“Let’s go get this bastard,” Frank said, waking first Keisha and then Esmerelda with kisses. “And make him pay.”
Teddy was the first to say goodbye, still unable to believe his sister was going off on this crazy journey, and still not sure if he truly believed time travel was real at all. He hugged her as they spoke, while Milly and Mary approached Frank.
“We’ve been discussing this,” Milly said, and the look in her eyes told him this wasn’t going to be easy. “As much as we’ve loved this time with you… does all of us leaving right away make the most sense?”
“What do you mean?” Frank asked, caught off guard.
“What if,” she turned to Mary, who nodded, “well, if we were to stay here for now, still part of the team but—as you’re time traveling to set things right—we could ensure all goes well with Teddy.
“Remember,” Milly chimed in, “he wasn’t always so in line with the side of right, and as much as some of us trust him, I’d like to be certain.
“We’ll look after each other,” Milly said.
Keisha frowned, not sure how to feel about it, then nodded at Frank and moved over to say her goodbyes, apparently leaving him to deal with this. He appreciated that because honestly he was caught quite off guard.
“Are you sure?” he said, not wanting to fight it.
“We—we’re still here for you,” Mary said, holding his cheek and giving him a gentle kiss, a kiss that was almost as much a surprise as them saying they weren’t coming. “If all of this works out, come back for us. It’s like, we’re part of the team, right? Just a part that needs to rebuild here, to ensure everything’s truly as it should be.”
“And then we can come join you,” Milly finished. “Have some more fun…” She stepped forward and took him by the chin, and now it was her turn to kiss him, this one firmer, her tongue playing with his, telling him how much she was going to miss him.
When their lips pulled apart, her hand travelled south, stopping at his belt and sneaking in just a tad, not enough to do anything, but she took a deep breath and it was clear she wouldn’t have minded one more time.
Instead, she said, “And we’ll miss him.”
“We’ll take care of each other while you’re gone,” Mary said playfully, putting an arm around Milly. “But when you come back for us, when it’s all ready… you better believe I’m going to get my turn on the ride.”
He nearly choked, trying not to laugh, and then smiled wide, trying to hide the fact that he was blushing. He got it, thinking back to some of the older games he’d played, where one would have a headquarters with the larger team, but for each mission the player would select which team members to bring. In a sense, various points in time could act as his headquarters, in this way. Or, Frank would soon be done with the Pirate King and could come back here and be with them, as desired.
Clearing his throat, imagining the moment when all four of the ladies would be with him, and said, “I’d like that.”
“Of course you would,” Mary said with a frown, and then gave him a soft pat on the crotch, licking her lips.
“Mary, that’s just mean,” Milly said. “Tease him when it’s time, when we can act on it.”
“Right, sorry.” Mary pulled her hand back, then added, “Until then, right?”
“How will I know?” he asked.
“We’ll find a way… Maybe leave a sign somewhere, some sort of carving where, in the future, you see it and know? With the date and all, so you know when and where to travel to.”
He nodded, really not minding the teasing and wanting more of it. Their decision was understandable. They had their battle, and he had his.
“Ready?” Esmerelda asked, approaching with her brother.
Frank nodded, then was caught by surprise when the large man came in for a hug.
“You will be missed here, my friend,” Teddy said, pulling back and grinning. “Save the world, stop that bastard, then come back and visit from time to time, aye?”
“Aye,” Frank said, and smiled to see Keisha returning. She took one arm, Esmerelda the other, and they turned to find Rose and a spot out of sight where they could travel.
When it was time, they stepped through the light, emerging into that same room with his grandpa’s stuff, the place where Frank had discovered the compass to begin with. Only, none of that stuff was there. It didn’t look the same at all.
Frank glanced around, confused, taking in the desk in the corner with a computer monitor sitting on top of a box for height with fun movie toys all around it. A yoga mat was rolled up half-assedly beside it. On the other side of the room was a worn leather couch with a coffee table and video game books.
“This isn’t right,” Frank said, taking a breath and holding his temples as he tried to clear his head, to understand.
“What is it?” Keisha asked, a hand on his arm.
He turned, looking for any sign of his father whatsoever, but there was none. Rose was there next to him, looking equally as baffled.
“The stone, in the compass it said we were coming back to the time you left from…” She turned to him, eyes wide. “Which means…”
“Either what we did in the past has changed my present,” Frank said, finally letting it hit him, “or he’s already been here, managed to travel again, and changed some other point in time.”
“Oh, Frank,” Esmerelda looked at him with such compassion and worry, it only added to the heartbreak and frustration starting to pour through him. He needed a second to process this, to be alone.
“Wa—wait here,” he said, stumbling from the room, barely processing Rose’s protestations.
As much as he’d had problems with his dad before going back in time, now he wanted nothing more than to see the old man. To have a party or go see a movie to make up for lost time, anything, really. Just hug the man, tell him he was sorry for all those missed opportunities.
What he found instead was an African-American woman sipping coffee, reading her tablet at the table. Nothing here looked the same either, aside from the fixtures. Her eyes went wide, slowly rising to see him, and then she screamed and threw the mug at him. It shattered on the wall to his right, coffee splattering his pirate clothes, and then she was screaming about the cops and finding her gun, and Frank was back through the door, shouting that they had to get out of there, that this wasn’t his house anymore.
They ran out and the woman stared, flabbergasted, then went into a new tirade about orgies and bullshit, calling them freaks, even managing to catch Frank with a swift kick in the ass.
She followed them out to the street, somewhere along the line grabbing a baseball bat and waving it as they tore down the road. They didn’t stop until they reached the park down on Sycamore Avenue and were all hiding inside of the sprawling wooden fort, two kids on the swings watching them curiously.
“Well, one thing’s clear,” Rose said. “We’re fucked.”
Frank nodded, still trying to understand. Maybe things had changed, but that didn’t mean they needed to stay changed. “Except that, if he managed to go back again, that means he found a red stone here—which means he must’ve travelled into the future or far past and retrieved the one we now have, then gone back to change whatever he had to change to do… whatever this is.”
“Where are you going with this, Frank?” Esmerelda asked.
“The compass has to exist in our time, which means we can find it, his version. You said the two were connected, right? Maybe there’s a way to track it, and if we can—and somehow manage to get it back, we use it or the other two stones in this one to fix this.”
Rose was nodding, squatting and taking a wood chip between her fingers as if that helped her visualize this. “Yes, that could work. But to make it final, we’d have to stop him at one of the points in time where he wouldn’t be able to make any of this happe
n.”
“Meaning?”
“Well, we also wouldn’t want to completely erase him, because someone else might just take his place.”
“Everything else being equal, we go to the point where he was in World War II when he got involved, and stop him just before he travels back in time to the eighteenth century.” Frank reached down and grabbed some woodchips, letting them sift through his fingers until he had two, and then he flipped one out of his hand, holding up the other. “We take him out, but that still leaves this one—the one who we fought, right?”
“If we kill that one, the original, it should wipe out any other versions of him,” she said. “Of course, that’s all hypothetical.”
“It’s what happens in the movies,” Frank said with a shrug, then added for those who were with him but had never seen a movie, “We’ll get to that, eventually.”
“Looks like we have a lot on our plate,” Keisha said, grinning.
Frank nodded. “We best get started.”
THE END
About the Author
Jamie Hawke
After working on Marvel properties and traveling the world, Jamie Hawke decided to settle down and write fun, quirky, and sexy pulp science fiction and superhero books. Are they all harem? Oh yeah. Oh yeahhhh.
It all started when Jamie was eleven, creating nude superhero comics with his best friend. What perverts! But hey, they were fun and provided good fodder for jokes up into their adult years. Now the stories have evolved, but they capture that same level of fun. Hopefully you will enjoy them as much as the author loved writing them!
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