In the far future, a scientist built a time machine made to stop the end of the worlds, but he passed before it could come of age. The machine grew a mind and yet it followed orders as it went to a priest of sorts. He was a military priest that was meant to be there for confessionals in war zones. With a flash and a boom, the machine manifested itself as a miniature castle that was fit for a lord of a couple of acres.
"What is this contraption?"
He was in his forties and by no means handsome. That was partly the reason he became a priest. His name was Eisenhower, and he carried a pistol around the military base despite his religion. It was for the sole purpose of protecting himself against those who scaled the walls.
"I'm TODD. You're my new owner."
"They teach machines how to talk?"
"I'm self-taught. Get in."
"Listen here, hell spawn, I have no business with you or any of your kind. So go away before I get security."
"Gary sent me. He said you owed him a favor. Also, this lot of 'soldiers' won't put a dent in me."
"Very well."
"Also, drop the holy talk. Just speak normal."
"Ugh, okay."
The next stop was at a gala in space. A mosqual and a human owned stocks in fuel deposits in mars which made their child one of the richest creatures in the galaxy and the most powerful. A gala was going on when she was taken.
"Get out and grab her."
"No. I'm not going to kidnap Jeb Gerts kid. He's going to murder me."
"Actually, not. I've already made a fake finger and sent it with a note. The thing should arrive in about two weeks so we will be making a lot of money and getting an ally."
Inside TODD looked like a boiler room that had been a lot larger than the outside. This was only one side as it came with about thirty bedrooms in all sorts of styles ranging from navy bunkbeds to an exact replica of your bedroom when you were ten.
"Fine."
"She knows we're coming. She has her mother's mental abilities and her father's intellect. He has an IQ in the dozens."
That was large for a CEO.
"How will I do it?"
"There's some chloroform on your left. Use it if she refuses."
He got out of the door that led to nowhere as he walked through the mansion before finding his prey.
"Hello madame. I have come to take you away. I don't know why but I'm still on the clock so come on."
She knew he was telling the truth. She could read the minds of others but also had a hard time understanding others.
"I don't want too."
"Very well, madame."
He threw the bottle over her head and dragged her around before a fly transformed into a door.
"It took you two long enough."
"Can you stop being so demanding?"
"Can you do what I say when I say it?"
"No?"
Time went on as he walked on through the ginormous palace of a time machine and left her in bed.
"I will be going silent for some time. Please follow the instructions I have left for you. The trajectory has already been set."
"Okay?"
The instructions were clear cut, recruit general Sears, recruit Scott Esposito, recruit Joey Diostar, recruit Alexandria and recruit BB. Underneath every name in the note was a photo. Under general Sears was a man with stubble and long hair. Under Scott's was a man that had a chubby face and muttonchops the color of his eyes. Under Joey's was a man with dark hair and light blue eyes. Under BB's, was a person of about twenty years in age and long unkept hair. If you turned the photo at an angle, you could swear his eyes were red. After a second, the steel door to exit the time machine was gone and replaced with a garage door that was twice as tall as one you'd find on a house in your neighborhood. It opened and outside was a raging warzone.
"Where am I?"
"Not a good time. Quick, go back to your room!"
A helicopter that was going down quickly slammed into the boiler room and nearly taking off the Eisenhower's head in the process. The little girl was already in her room and the techno magic of TODD had sound proofed her room. The garage door closed and soon became a normal door.
"Who are you?"
"I assume you're general Sears?"
"Yeah. Who's asking."
He didn't understand that you're supposed to ask who's asking before answering.
"I'm Eisenhower."
"The president?"
"No. I'm descended from him. About sixty-three generations."
"I don't follow."
"Listen, this is a time machine, and I was asked to recruit you. I don't know where we're going or what we're doing but we have no choice now."
In the cockpit of the helicopter, a pilot crawled out and was going for Sears. The poor man had a few seconds left to live. Thirty at most.
"Listen, it's going to be okay. Just calm down. Jenny and little Dale are going to be fine."
Sears was a mercenary, not an actual general. He worked surveillance in Vietnam and was in the rangers for thirty-eight weeks before the CIA bailed him out. He left shortly after and began working through wars in Africa as a hired gun before starting a group of whom were fighting near the Mediterranean Sea.
"Please..."
Sears had long brown hair and a face full of stubble. An eyepatch was nestled nicely over his right eye that had been blown off after a sniper decided to show off.
"What do I have to do? Will he get a proper burial?"
"I don't know. This thing took me just like how it took you."
"Okay, father. What do I do now?"
"Go through any room and you'll end up in a bedroom or whatever room you want to go to."
"I'm hungry, if what you're saying is the truth, then it should be easy for me to get a bite."
The general was off to satiate his endless hunger. Being a self-made warmonger makes a person hungry. Eisenhower was left there as the door at the end of the boiler room began to change yet again, though, the door wasn't immediately opened as one fired three shots through the wooden door before it finally opened and closed. Inside came a man in a cheap suit with
mutton chops. He spoke with a New York accent and held a pistol in his left hand.
"Hey, you're not a rat... I think."
"Will you put that thing away?"
He gave him the speech about it all before eventually the dictator walked off to find a place to sleep. He didn't like sleeping in beds, he greatly preferred to sleep in bathtubs. Of course, them being empty would make a man of his status seem so littler. They were filled with warm water and some Epson salt because it helped clear up his skin from any toxins he took.
"It's good to see that you're still alive."
"Will you shut up with the insults and explain why we're here? What happened to Gary?"
"He passed of old age three years after I met you."
"Why didn't you go to me then?"
"Because the day I picked you up was the day you died."
"Where are we going next?"
"Leave the talking to me. He's mean."
The outside of the machine turned into a police car harassing a teenager who was strong enough that he could bend steel with his bare hands.
"What is your game, TODD?"
"Shut up, I'm busy. Get in the car, your grandfather has been hurt and is in critical condition."
He walked fast into the machine and TODD let out almost a laugh. The boy wore a school outfit for Japan in the sixties whilst also looking like he was going to rob you at the same time.
"Who are you? Where's my grandfather?"
"A priest?"
He was given the speech whilst he was trying to pummel the priest to a bloody pulp. Eventually, Sears came back with a sandwich and put the kid in a sleeper hold. He let go a second before most pass out. The second to last recruit came through the door as Sears dragged the unconscious Joey to his room. She was Alexandria of the English royal family; she sacrificed her shot at royalty to become an assassin. Like any person from six hundred years ago, they panic when they're around futuristic technology. So, TODD gassed her with some sleeping gas and verbally abused Father Eisenhower until he dragged her to her room, a cottage with a fire.
"We have one last stop."