Chapter 1
“Truth or dare?”
Farah asked with a grin on her face.
“Dare. 100%.”
Del replied.
“Ok. I dare you to…”
Suddenly, the world seemed to stop, for just a moment. And then that moment was gone. A slash appeared in the world, like an open wound. And then it opened. Someone jumped out a bit before it closed. Farah couldn’t make out what they looked like because their face was obscured by a black hood, cloaking their eyes and most of their face. But then the slash reopened, and Farah swore she could see a tip of a gun peeking out.
WYATT!! What the heck are you doing!?
Just telling the story. What else?
My story?
I think you mean our story.
And you’re telling it wrong! It’s about my life not my adventures.
Our life and our adventures. Plus the part about your life is so f-
You better not say what I think you’re saying.
Freaking. Your life is so freaking boring. What did you think I was going to say? Do you think I’m that dirty minded?
Yes. And I’m sorry that my life doesn’t entertain you but we have to tell the whole thing.
You know what? Fine. I’ll indulge you. But don’t come crying to me when everyone throws the story in the trash because of your bit. I’ll be back when the story actually starts to get good.
Good riddance.
I’m sorry for my comrade’s attitude and story telling technique. This is a story about time travel, revenge, history, friends(ish) betrayal, and above all, a young girl coming into her own.
Me.
Let me introduce myself.
My name is Farah Reynolds. And this is my story.
