I always thought destiny was just something people talked about to complain about bad things happening to them. That was until it was thrust, no i should say thrown into my hands. All because I was at the wrong place at the wrong time. Well, not all because of that...

"Gimme all yer money!" I said, with a hushed voice to the man I had at knife point, mugging him of course. Well he responded to that with a stare. A stare that could penetrate the heart of even the most.. iciest.. cold.. people... things. A stare that said if I lowered my knife for even a second he could snap my neck like a twig. Right then I knew I had picked the wrong person to mug. So what would any reasonable person do in my case? Who knows, I'm not reasonable. So I stabbed him. He obviously didn't expect that. The look of shock, fear, anger, horror, and terror in his eyes told me something. Yeah.. I screwed something up. Something big. Well, instead of using his last moments trying to kill me, he did something that I didn't expect.

He told me to go somewhere. Not hell either. He told me to go to 692 Jerdrikson Blvd. The bank? Even stranger, he told me not to go inside, not to get something out of the bank, nothing like that. He told me that at exactly 5:06:25 PM, to walk straight past it. Why? Who knows. But I sure as hell wasn't doing it. Well this guy, obviously knew that. So he grabbed me by the throat.

"If you don't do it.. then you could destroy the world.. and the would never happen we would never have met.. sort of.." He said, obviously in pain.

"What the hell do you mean sort of?" I demanded, because I seriously wanted to know. Had we met before? He did look sort of familiar..

"I've already said to much.. just do it.. Do it or else.." He said, and I felt his stainless-steal grip on my neck loosen, and then he went limp, and fell to the ground. I decided then that I would take what I could off his body, and when i got to his wallet... What I saw shocked me. At first. It was a wallet. Duh, but this wallet was special. It was mine. I opened it up and yup, there was my ID. Also in it was wow, 600 bucks. I put my wallet back in my pocket, where he had obviously gotten it from. I looked at my watch. 4:58:06. Hmm maybe I should just go walk by the bank.. just to check on it.. So I started walking towards Jerdrikson Blvd.

I had just reached the street when my watch hit 5:05:00. So I picked up my pace. Soon I broke into a full out sprint. 5:06:00.. I reached the bank just in time, I thought and slowed to a walk. And then I saw it. An armored truck... There was going to be a bank robbery.. But how did that man know? Was he the one organizing it? Well then why would it be a matter of the end of the world? No.. that was a private armored car. Something other than money was being loaded into it. 5:06:15.. Ten seconds.. I walked past the armored car. A bag, A really REALLY heavy bag, was thrown into my arms and one of the loaders pulled me aside and slammed me into the side of the car.

"You know what to do!" he said, pulling out a small object from the bag, and jamming it into my pocket, and then started running, with the rest of the contents of the bag. I watched as he ran.. and ran.. and then I heard gunshots. He fell to the ground, spilling some gold from the bag onto the street. A woman standing by a mail box near where he dropped ran towards him, tears on her face, swept the gold on the street onto the bag, picked it up, and ran. She ran fast. Very fast. Police cars skidded to a halt right in front of her and cops popped out of them with there guns out, pointed straight at her.

"PUT THE BAG DOWN!" One of them yelled, firing a warning shot into the air. So what did this crazy woman do? She turned, and ran the other way. I was amazed. 3 shots rang out, one of them hit a lamp post across the street, the other hit the truck i was standing by, and the other hit this woman in the back. But no, she doesn't stop running to die, she keeps running. She turned the corner, and vanished. I swear she wasn't even out of my sight, when she just disappeared. Those cops are gonna have a hard time explaining this to the chief. So what do I do? Well I always crack under the pressure of a police interrogation, and I just happened to have killed someone, so I don't think I was just gonna stand there, waiting for the cops to ask me some question, leading up to me saying 'YES I DID IT! I KILLED THE GUY!'. So I got out of there. I walked for a while, in the general direction of my apartment.

Once I got to my apartment, I emptied out my pockets, and looked at the contents. one round glowing green orb, 15 cents.. 2 wallets.. empty candy bar wrapper.. wait.. 2 WALLETS?!?!? They where both the same wallet. I opened both the wallets, one had $600 cash, the other was empty except for something they both had.. My ID... But there was something strange about the ID from the wallet that had the cash in it.. It said that it expired Sept. 28th 1962.. and it was in Russian.. And it said USSR on top.. But under that it said New York.. but why.. during the cold war... It all didn't make any sense to me. So I looked at the $600.. it wasn't American.. it had a picture of Lenin on it.. Weird... So when I was done looking at that stuff, and I had thrown away the candy wrapper, and put the change away, I turned my attention to the glowing orb. It had stuff written on it. In English of course. It said:

Dr. Benathar's Time Machine / Portal to Another Dimension. 'They Called me Crazy, But I Knew It Was Possible!'.

Weird. Of course it had instructions on how to use it, but I decided not to. I looked at my watch. 6:03:05 PM. Wow.. late already.. Time for bed.. So I went to bed. I fell asleep pretty quick, and woke up. I looked at my watch, and realized, that I had my boots on still... Well anyway, my watch said that it was 4:07:19 AM. Well, I decided that all the thing that happened last night must have been a dream, so I got up, walked to my door, when I heard a BANG! on it. So I opened it. And there, was the newspaper. So early.. Weird. I pulled out the tight rubber band and opened the paper to see the pictures of three people.. One was the person who I had stabbed.. The second was the person who gave me the orb.. and the third was the woman who disappeared.. So it wasn't a dream.. Then it hit me. IT WASNT A DREAM! I dropped the paper, and ran towards the kitchen, where I had left the orb. Yep.. it was still there.. I quickly grabbed it and squinted at it, looking for the directions. I there really was time travel, I wanted in on it, and I wanted in on it now.

Dr. Benathar's Time Machine / Portal To Another Dimension. 'They Called me Crazy, But I Knew It Was Possible!'

To Use. Rub the orb multiple times, and say the month, day, and year, hour, minute, and second of the time you would like to visit. Then bounce the orb 3 times, and wait. (For Best Results, rub a maximum of ten times.) You will end up in the exact spot your in now, only in the future, past, or different dimension! For Trans Dimensional Use, bounce 4 times, and say the name of the dimension you wish to visit. To see a list of dimensions, bounce twice, then wait 5 seconds.

Ohh yeah.. I knew I had hit the jackpot with this one.. So I went down to the ground floor of my apartment, so I didn't end up falling 3 story's, and did exactly what the instructions told me. Where was I going? Exactly where I was told to go.. September Twenty-eighth, 1962... The Cuban Missile Crisis...

A/N So? How do you like it so far? I'll give 5 bucks to anyone who think they can figure out the plot line of this before I update.. Tell me what you think, R&R, and give me suggestions!