This is a story I've been writing! I have no clue if this is on schedule or not, shoot me if it isn't. I hope you like it!
I was normal. At least, I used to be. I used to have regular friends, did regular things, and had a regular life. Now I’m stuck with this maniac named Claire Woods. Well, I guess I also have the people I meet on my missions, but I usually only see them once. They haven’t been exposed to the TemBo. Thats how I go on my missions, how I time travel. But I better start from the beginning.
I was normal. At least, I used to be. I used to have regular friends, did regular things, and had a regular life. Now I’m stuck with this maniac named Claire Woods. Well, I guess I also have the people I meet on my missions, but I usually only see them once. They haven’t been exposed to the TemBo. Thats how I go on my missions, how I time travel. But I better start from the beginning.
My name is Maximus Black. I’m traveler from the Shakespeare society, created by the man himself. Well, the real William Shakespeare. The animated hologram that we sent is the playwright. But our Shakespeare does control what A-H2 does. Like, if he wants A-H2 to write a new play, he writes it, and then sends a copy telepathically. Yes, we have the original versions of his plays. Gasp all you like.
What? You want to hear the story? Fine, but I bet you won’t believe it.
“What the…” I yelped. I definitely wasn’t in my backyard, where I was last. I was somewhere. Somewhere different. Somewhere new. Basicly, I had no clue where I was. A dark, cloaked figure approached. I got a strange feeling around them.
“Can you please tell me where the heck I am!?” I was being more brave than usual. Well, at least I looked like I was.
“No. But you can come with me.” The figure was a girl. She took down her hood.
“Yeah, well maybe I don’t want to come with you.” Again with me being brave. This time, it wasn’t the best choice.
“Uh, yeah, too late.”
It happened again. I teleported. This time, I was in what looked like the inside of a palace. I was confused. Really confused. Why didn’t they just send me here in the first place? So instead of making the wrong choice, I made the right one, to stop my big fat mouth from getting me into even more trouble.
“Do you know why you’re here?” The girl asked.
“No, do you know if you’re capable of telling me your name?” Yeah, I admit I was incredibly stupid I was too say that.
“Claire. Claire Woods. Shouldn’t you know who I am? Why else would you come to capture me? Who are you anyway?”
“Maximus Black. And I wasn’t trying to capture you! If you didn’t know my name, then why are you capturing me?” Claire laughed.
“Why do you think? I’m the lord’s daughter. I take any intruders to him.” I couldn’t believe I was hearing this.
“You think I want to be here?!” I yelled. I was angry. Really angry.
“What do you mean?” Asked Claire.
“I mean, I was freaking teleported to that weird hall!” I screamed again. Maybe I was overreacting, but wouldn’t you be if you were teleported to somewhere you’ve never been? Really!
“Huh? I’m sorry for your inconvenience, but the Shakespeare society had nothing to do with it!” I must have had a pretty blank look on my face.
“Wow, your a terrible intruder. Why would you break into a place you know nothing about? Do you really think that that was the smartest idea?” She asked. Then, I blew it.
“WHAT!? First I’m teleported, then I’m taken by some crazy princess, then she teleports me too a palace, and then she drags me to her father! That’s not weird at all!” I was about to explode.
“And none of that was my fault. Now we’re here. Try to be nice for the lord.”
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