As I said, this is my story but you are welcome to it... some recent MIT grads who's grad project was a time machine device, even though they have been given good jobs and numerous awards are sick of being slammed on social media for their project. In an effort to prove to the world that it works, they embark on a dangerous mission into medieval times to bring back "souvenirs". Should be funny... you have the historian, the survivalist, the CrossFit guy, and the basic girl, parallel universes and misogynists, superstition and psychopaths... what more can you want?!

Stats:

Brandy:

Age: 24 years old

Sex: Female

Height: 5'7"

Hair/eyes: Blonde/blue with fleets of brown

Personality: Ironically hates brandy but never met a bottle of vodka she didn't like. Loves makeup, designer clothes, and is a social butterfly. She is sassy and quick witted.

Special Skills: Can drink like a sailor and seductive AF! Fluent in English and Russian.

Bre:

Age: 25 years old

Sex: Female

Height: 5'4"

Hair/eyes: Brown with natural red highlights/dark brown

Personality: OCD history buff, but loves to kick back with a beer and burritos. Will snort cocaine if given the opportunity!

Special Skills: Cute, can talk her way out of anything. Fluent in English, German, Spanish, and semi-fluent in Latin.

Tiffany:

Age: 25 years old

Sex: Female

Height: 5'5"

Hair/eyes: Black/dark brown

Personality: Snarky, quick witted, and calculating. She's a survivalist and weapons expert. Goes by Tiff. A little hot headed with a sadist and violent streak. Feminist but denies it and a bit of a narcissist but who isn't honestly?!

Special Skills: Hand to Hand combat, wrestling, can take apart a car and put it back together. Fluent in English, German, and Spanish.

Zach:

Age: 25 years old

Sex: Male

Height: 6' 1"

Hair/eyes: Short black/dark brown

Personality: CrossFit and fitness freak but loves pizza, Doritos, and Pepsi. Can be charming and polite but also a regular frat boy.

Special Skills: Good with a rifle, can run a 5 min 21 sec mile, and can modify any motor vehicle. Fluent in English, German, and Hungarian.

Chapter 1

Bre, Tiffany, Zach, and Brandy sat in front Zach's large TV as they played Cards Against Humanity. It was their favorite way to spend a Friday night. All, recent MIT grads, had been offered plenty of top notch jobs after their joint grad project... "TM". That's what they called it, it was a time machine or at least that was the driving force behind their creation. It was a time machine... sort of.

They were physicists, not the nerdy geeks but physicists nonetheless... well... all except for Bre, she was kind of a nerd. After completing their undergrad years at various other colleges, except for Tiffany and Brandy, they were roommates at Cornell, they met while pursuing their PhDs at MIT.

TM was designed around 2 major theories. Einstein's Theory of Special Relativity and the Theory of Parallel Universes. TM was a time machine in the sense that it could take...you...well they hadn't tried to send anything alive soooo...things, it could take things to another point in time and bring them back. However, it was only sort of a time machine because it wasn't Earth time, they didn't think so anyway. It was like Earth, the same events and everything but when something was taken out of that time... nothing about history changed. Not only that, but not every time was able to be visited... only a different times they had tried had actually worked and not more than once.

In the beginning stages, they had sent one of their little preprogrammed drone to 03/22/1883. The little drone flew silently over the town where they sent it and took pictures throughout the day, it even brought back a rat! The rat seemed fine, and surprisingly enough was now Bre's pet. But when they tried to revisit the same day, 3 days later, they couldn't open the portal. The screen kept reeding "Error". It was the same with many dates they tried. The "time loops", that's what they had started calling them, seemed utterly random. The only thing that was consistent was that no matter what they took out or put in, nothing in their time ever seemed to change. Even when they found a loop a week behind their own, the drone left a hand written note by Zach explaining that the note was from the future and that it should be left in the lab freezer, they never found a note in their freezer. They had done several similar experiments with the same result. In their final project, it was concluded that the times that TM was connecting to were simply parallel universes running parallel to our own that could be reached by wormholes, folds in space-time that created these time loops.

That was almost 2 years ago. They still controlled TM, refusing all offers from outside sources trying to buy it from them. They destroyed all the design copies after they had it patented and kept only their names on everything. TM was theirs, their brain child and theirs alone. Unfortunately even though it was recognized by scientists and scholars alike as actual science, many on social media slammed them and claimed that it was all an elaborate hoax. They were reminded daily and it was getting a little more than annoying. Two CAH games in and halfway through the pizza they had ordered, Brandy threw down her phone. "We need to do something about those ignorant little bastards! They don't have 2 brain cells to rub together and yet they feel the need to call our project science fiction!" Face red, she was clearly fed up and all of them were feeling the same these days. Her phone skittered across the tabletop so that they could see the Snapchat Buzzfeed story about TM and it's makers. It had been easy enough to brush off the silly remarks and the grossly inaccurate claims that flashed all over the news and magazines when they had first announced TM and made it public. They had, at that point been equally bombarded by job offers and awards but in the past year all that had died down with the exception of the news and social media outlets still poking fun at them and their creation. It was finally getting to them. Brandy was right, it was time they did something about it... but what?