"Twenty seconds!" The masked man yelled to his unit as the back doors of the armoured van were blown open. They climbed into the vehicle and began unloading its contents into several bags. Their plan hit a little hiccup however when the heavy doors were slammed shut behind them and glued together with a thick black adhesive.
Blacklash sailed over the length of the van, two black whips snapping from his arms, covering the doors in the same glue, as he went. The two masked men who had removed the vans drivers and taken their place were now also locked within the vehicle. Blacklash landed into a crouch on the vans small hood. Both the men jumped in their seats when his blank face appeared before them. The dumber of the two drew his weapon and shot at him through the bulletproof glass. Blacklash actually cocked his head to one side trying to decide if he was serious or not.
From the meta hero's back exploded a number of spiked tentacles that snapped down on the front of the van and coated it in a thick black glue that quickly hardened. Keeping the front of the van clear Blacklash allowed the two up front to watch as he slowly retrieved his appendages. The one who and pulled his gun on him looked a little green as they melted and moulded back into his skin.
When Blacklash had arrived at the train station earlier the first thing he did was take the shape of the head of security. Looking through the security footage he found the face of Vamana as he exited his train. Blacklash left the station before anyone could notice what he had done. That was where the trail got cold. He didn't have the same tracking abilities as The Feral and he couldn't let technology be his eyes and ears like Gear. He had come all the way to Keystone city just to loss the guy as soon as he found him and end up protecting who knows what in the van from who knows where.
Of course the guy who choose that moment to shoot him with a very small but very powerful energy weapon probably knew what was in the van. The force of the blast ripped Blacklash from his perch and powered him rather rudely through a brick wall. On the opposite side of the street a figure dressed in bronze armour lowered his arm after the smoking barrel folded into his wrist.
"Subtle." The woman next to him said in a rich voice. Her red dress and pale white skin gave her an otherworldly quality, especially with her raven mane that made Feral's look like a bad perm.
"I was going for effective." The man replied with a French accent.
"Well it was certainly that too. I hope you have an effective way off cutting through this…excretion." She said waving her hand lazily towards the van that was still coated in a black shell.
"Of course my dear." He assured as the barrel from his wrist once again appeared. A beam of light quickly ascended from the tube to create a sabre he could wield. Using this sabre he cut a round hole through the black material and the van. The few men inside quickly grabbed onto the crate and leaped through the hole just in time as the entire black shell rippled and re-closed their escape. Once the four were on solid ground they immediately raised their weapons.
"Thanks for the help but we need to be moving now." The head of the group issued.
"You can keep what is in the crate gentlemen, it is of little more then historical value to me, however there is one historical trinket I am in need of." The bronze man challenged.
"Sorry pal but first come first serve." He grinned.
"Why don't you shoot yourself and save my friend here the hassle." The woman practically oozed seduction. Without hesitation the man lowered his weapon and shot himself in the foot. His screams of pain were silenced when the woman pressed her finger to her lips in a hush gesture but tears continued to stream down his face, the only evidence of the agony he was in.
"Now the rest of you get those crates over here." She ordered. Like their leader each promptly responded to her orders.
"I don't believe I'll ever tire of seeing that." The gentleman said just before three black tentacles grabbed the mesmerised men and slammed each one of them head first into the van. Each man simply got back up and continued to follow their mistress's orders unfazed. Turning to face the recovered Blacklash the armoured man again attacked him with the beam weapon. Standing his ground Blacklash readied his stance and prepared to take the brunt of the attack. The beam hit his crossed arms but unlike before he was not thrown back. On the contrary he began making his way towards the pair through the energy ray. Frowning angrily the French gentleman recalled the beam until he was once again wielding his sabre.
"Angel?" the man prompted as Blacklash was no longer restricted.
"I've tried. His mental defences are to strong." She replied.
A single tentacle erupted from Blacklash's arm and snapped towards the pair. Parrying the attack with his blade the man was shocked to see that while his weapon batted the strike away it did not cut thought the skin.
"Have them hold him off!" He snapped at her as he dived towards the crates and cut them all open with a single swipe. The woman redirected her automatons as he began searching through the modern equipment. Each of the men under Angel's control, even the one she had shoot himself, raised their weapons and fired at Blacklash. A lightning snap of his tentacles cut each weapon cleanly in half and yanked them from their grasp. Untroubled by this turn of events they charged the meta-human as one. All four were simply wiped to one side with an acrobatic sweep of his legs.
"Found it! The man called to the woman. "It's low tech but it'll do." He said as he attached it to the glowing disk on his chest plate. Turning to face Blacklash again he fired two red energy shots at him from spheres that appeared on either shoulder. While the attack exploded against him it did little more them kick up a pillar of dirt.
Pressing a button on the disk the man directed it away from them. The projector created a black hole it the air that the armoured man didn't hesitate to leap through. The woman however paused for a moment and looked back at Blacklash who had made his way through the smoke. Choosing the unknown she took a step forward into oblivion. Running on all fours Blacklash made his way to the portal just as it began to shrink. Pausing for a fraction of a moment himself he leaped through before it closed.
- - -
The PastHaving no eyes to close and being able to see in all directions meant that the world came back to Blacklash like a sharp jab in the head. Above him he could see the clear blue sky between the two buildings on either side of him. The alleyway he was in was surprisingly clean considering the city he was in. Sitting up he looked harder at the scene above him. The last he remembered in was nighttime and the buildings were much taller then what he was looking at. Picking himself up into a crouch Blacklash kicked his legs and leaped up into the air. Kicking off of one of the walls he landed on the rooftop opposite.
This was not Keystone City.
He was in the middle of some sort of town. In the distance he could see farmland and a quarry as well as patches of trees and woodland. How did he get from a city landscape to the countryside?
Reaching to his chest Blacklash pulled his Shock Box from its hiding place under his leather skin. Pressing the call button he waited for Gear to respond. After a few moments passed h tried again before attempting to contact the others. No one was responding. Gear had assured him that the range of the communication equipment was global as long as he wasn't in an area that offered any kind of resistance.
"I doubt you'll pick anything up on that." A woman's strange voice said behind him after she suddenly appeared out of thin air. As always Blacklash's face didn't betray any emotions to her. Though she appeared to be of a black ethnic origin her bright amber eyes told him otherwise.
"Why's that?" He asked.
"Because I'm not sure if any of them are even born yet." She replied. While she was wearing a brown overcoat Blacklash could see through the opening at the costume she wore underneath. It was a purple and black leotard with a pink star motif on her chest. Her long black boots ended just above the knee. Her hair was cut short making the two golden ear hoops she wore visible. The final item she wore was a belt with a designer buckle featuring an 'L' and a star.
"Quite a claim." Blacklash said. "Where am I?"
"I would jest that your not in Kansas anymore Dorothy but as it happens, that's exactly where you are. Specifically a town called Smallville. I was tracking Warp's chrono tunnel when I noticed you piggybacked. You know entering a rabbit hole before it closes like that can damage your health."
"My health isn't something that's easily damaged." He retorted.
"I know, I read your H-Pro, Historical Profile, you have the ability to both consciously and sub- consciously alter the cellular and chemical structure of your body. Instantly adapting to anything that hurts you."
"I didn't understand it when Gear explained it to me, I don't understand it now." Blacklash sighed.
"It doesn't matter. All that matters is we stop Warp and Dark Angel." She said.
"…Hi, I'm Blacklash, I'm from Dakota but that's not where I was born. I gained my powers after exposure to a chemical explosion tagged the 'Big Bang' but I have a number of other skills that I learned before that. Thanks to a case of amnesia I forgot about learning these skills though and am now only just recalling my past." He said in a sarcastic tone. Obviously unimpressed the girl sucked in a breath and responded with her own sarcastic rant.
"Nice to meet you Blacklash. My name is Jazmin Cullen but I tend to go by Kid Quantum. I'm from a place called Xanthu, you wouldn't know it, it's in the Curtuian system. One of my many duties is to watch the time stream for anomalies that, if don't correct themselves, I step in to repair. The guy in armour who attacked you was called Warp, his female accomplice goes by Dark Angel. Now judging by the place and time period we have found ourselves in as well as Dark Angel's mind control abilities I'm guessing they've travel back to kidnap and control a future superhero from these parts."
"Oh, which one?"
"I can't say. Since he exists in your timeline knowing his identity could jeopardize it."
"How do I know you're not with them? You could be a hallucination, that vampirella misfit had mind control powers."
"If she was able to get into your mind and control you or create illusions she would have done so back in your time."
That was true enough. He had heard Dark Angel say as much.
"I'm not totally convinced, but I'm willing to hear you out. What are you expecting me to do?" He finally said after a moment's consideration.
- - -
Kent Farm"Why can't we just get a new one?" Clark asked as his father wrestled with the red tractor that had been on the Kent farm going on fifteen years now.
"If I can still get this relic moving then getting a new one is a waste of money." Jonathan responded as his oily hands worked on the vehicles engine.
"A new one could do the same job in a third of the time." Clark responded.
"Those fancy new contraptions just aren't reliable."
"And this thing is?" Clark asked with a raised brow.
Jonathan remained silent as he continued to work. Soon after the old tractor coughed back to life. Smiling triumphantly the older man pulled himself from under it and stood up.
"Okay Clark you can drop her now." Jon said to his son. Clark released his grip and the whole thing collided with the ground after a two-foot drop.
"Clark!" Jon cried as it died once more. "With you man handling her like that it's no wonder she's about had it."
"You're humanising a tractor dad. It's not healthy. Get a new one before Ma gets suspicious."
"Don't listen to him baby, you still have a place in this farm." Jon teased.
"I'm gonna go before the damage you're doing to me is irreversible." Clark said before speeding out of the barn and into the house. In a blur of movement he sped past his mother and went up to his room. Flopping down on the bed he picked his phone off of his bedside cabinet and hit a speed dial key.
"Clark?" A voice answered on the other side.
"Hey, sorry I'm late. Dad had me helping him with the tractor again."
"It's alright, I've only just gotten out of the bath anyway." Lana responded. "Get your head out the gutter farm boy." She called after Clark didn't say anything.
"What?" Clark asked someone dazed.
"The conversation was broken with you picturing me in the bath." Lana smirked.
"What! I was not." He denied. "You were still in the middle of undressing for your bath when you broke my concentration." Clark grinned. In the distance he heard a knocking down stairs followed by his mother's footsteps going to answer the door. Next to his strength his sense of hearing was the hardest thing to control.
"So I was thinking we could take the bus to Metropolis tomorrow and catch a movie, maybe have lunch before hand." Lana said to her boyfriend.
"Sounds nice. I'll just square up my chores with Ma and Pa and…"
"Hello Mrs. Kent. Is Clark here?" Clark's ears picked up from down stairs.
"He's upstairs officer." Martha said standing to one side to allow the young woman through.
"Clark? You there?" Lana asked on the other side of the line.
"Err…I gotta go Lana, I'll give you a ring tomorrow morning. Sorry." Clark said hanging up the phone. Picking himself up off his bed Clark looked at the wall towards the front door. Soon the wall disappeared from sight as his vision passed straight through it. Down stairs two police officers were confronting his mother.
"What's this about?" She asked.
"Not long ago we received a threat against your sons life Mrs. Kent. We don't want to alarm you but we feel it would be best you and your family come with us." Clark heard the male officer explain.
"What threat? Why?" Jon demanded coming up behind the officers.
"We don't know why and right now its not our top concern." Said the woman.
"Yes of course. Clark! Clark come down here please!" Martha called.
"What's up?" Clark asked feinting ignorance.
"We'll explain on the way son." Jon said.
- - -
SmallvilleIt was Martha who had done most of the explaining. Jon didn't even try to interrupt her rant as the five of them made their way. It was only once Martha finished her tirade that he was even able to ask a question.
"Where are we going?" He spoke.
"Somewhere no one will think to look for you." The male driver answered.
That was an understatement. They were heading up Millgrates way, the only thing up here was the old Millgrates quarry and foxes hunting voles. Sure enough they soon pulled onto the track, left by the mechanical devises used years ago, into the heart of the quarry. They car stopped in the middle of the gaping hole in the earth.
"This is it." The woman said stepping out of the car soon followed by her partner.
"Here?" Wondered Martha stepping out herself.
"Well I had to leave my burrower somewhere secluded." The man said as Clark climbed out of the car after his father.
"Excuse me." Jon asked.
"The dead don't need to concern themselves with such things." The woman said as her mentally created shell fell away to reveal her true pale self. "Clark, screw his head around."
With her power behind her words Clark didn't even hesitate to wrap his hands around his adopted fathers head and twist it sharply until it was facing the wrong direction. Martha stared at her husband's fallen body stupidly for a second before letting out a scream.
"Shut her up too." Dark Angel cringed. Clark wrapped his fingers around the police car and with little effort threw it back out of his way. Reaching up to silence his mother the mind-controlled teen was surprised when something grabbed him by his collar and pulled him to the ground. The back of Clark's head slammed into the ground, creating an impact mark where it did.
"Impossible." Warp gasped as Jon picked himself up, his head still twisted unnaturally.
"Nothings impossible." Jon said as the face on his head melted into hair and the now front of his head morphed into a face. Finally overwhelmed Martha fainted at the sight. Behind Jon Clark picked himself up and swung with both arms towards his father's head. Without even looking Jon knew to raise his own arm to block the blow, the ground beneath his feet shuddering from the impact of the two. In response a thick black tentacle with a hammered head grew out of his lower back and snapped up along his body quickly until it melted back into his shoulder, striking Clark under his chin as it went. Clark was lifted into the air by the blow and once again slammed into the ground, though gravity didn't do it as hard as this impostor did.
"It's that black freak from the twenty first century!" Warp screamed outraged. Moulding his form back into his 'natural' self Blacklash squatted on the ground.
"Give it up." He said simply. The illusion of a kind man now shed Blacklash returned to his harsh self. When the two spherical cannons on Warp's shoulders made a re-appearance the two spiked tentacles Blacklash launched soon with dealt them. Having shattered their target the tentacles turned back on themselves and began wrapping around his arms. Picking the armoured man into the air Blacklash snapped him around and slammed him into Clark who was standing up. Clark wasn't even thrown off balance as the French man and he collided. Letting out a cry of agony Warp clutched the back of his helmeted head and curled up tightly, kicking his feet into the ground to help work through the pain.
Clark was on Blacklash again in a blur. His hand grabbed his head and Blacklash soon found himself carried across the length of the quarry and slammed into one of the rock walls. Because of his unique bones and body morphing abilities Blacklash could run on all fours at an excess of eighty miles an hour but whoever this was just shattered his land speed record on two.
The rock exploded to one side as Clark forced Blacklash deeper into the earth. The power of his slam had thrown the meta-human so far into the rock that Clark could no longer see him. Not knowing whether he was dead or alive Clark soon got his answer as black spikes erupted from the rock around the hole and grabbed him. Pulling him into the rock face he too disappeared, the hole he had made with Blacklash made larger by his own form.
Dark Angel watched as he boy she came back to recruit erupted from the ground twenty feet above the hole the two had entered through. This was not going as planned. Blacklash soon rushed out of the new hole after Clark. A number of barbed tentacles snapped around him as he fell from the sky. His hands and feet had become wicked looking clawed all of which he had used to dig his way out of the hole. Gritting her teeth in anger Dark Angel made her way over to Warp who was slowly recovering from his crash.
"Get up!" She screeched at him.
"He's not going anywhere." Kid Quantum said above her. The time traveller was floating in the air thanks to the technology found in her flight ring. On her head a ring of metal protected her from Dark Angel's power. "Let the kid go."
"But we came all this way for him." Warp said. His armour must have protected him more then Kid Quantum had thought. Raising the blaster on his wrist Warp fired a burst of energy at the hero. Using her own abilities Kid Quantum slowed time to a crawl so that she could avoid the blast. Holding out her arm she returned fire with her own yellow energy attack.
Clark grabbed Blacklash before he could land and slammed him head first into the ground. Before the rest of his body could fall Clark delivered a kick to his gut that sent him flying. Blacklash twisted in the air as a ripple passed over his skin. Whoever this kid was he had hit him harder then anyone had ever done before. Landing on his feet Blacklash raised his hands and blocked Clark as the teen charged at him.
Strong and fast.
The force of Clark's charge pushed Blacklash back until he pressed him up against another wall of rock. His skin rippled again as he continued to adapt to the teens superior strength. Even as Blacklash adapted and became stronger Clark added more pressure to keep him pinned. Instead of pushing against him Blacklash changed tactics. Having them sprout from his back and travel through the rock Blacklash had a number of tentacles smash their way through the wall and grapple at his opponent. Clark fought against the bindings as they pulled him away from Blacklash and lifted him up into the air. Pulling him sharply into the wall Blacklash slammed Clark face first into it three times, cracking the rock face each time.
Throwing him into the air Blacklash pushed himself up off the wall until he was able to tackle Clark mid-air and into the ground. The impact cratered the earth and kicked dust up around them. The two didn't stay together on the ground long as Clark threw Blacklash off of him forcefully. Blacklash crashed through the rock at the top of the wall until he burst out through the other side.
Kid Quantum rolled in the air to avoid another energy stream. Swinging her arm in Warp's direction she released her own volley. Pressing his thumb against his belt Warp activated an energy dome that shielded him from her attack.
Picking himself up on his hands and knees Blacklash shook himself to remove the dust on the back of his head that was blocking his view. No sooner had he was his view blocked once again by the boulder Clark crushed him under. Lifting it over his head Clark bought it back down on him again. This time Blacklash's arms raised and attempted to catch the blunt object. Instead the entire boulder shattered to pieces around him. Springing himself up with a tentacle Blacklash grabbed Clark's shoulders and pulled his body over his head, returning his arms to a more natural position as he went. Burying his feet into Clark's lower back as he fell Blacklash rolled backwards and threw him though a pile of rocks that had been collected years before.
Whoever this Clark person was he was faster and stronger then Blacklash. But Blacklash was the superior fighter and the difference between their strength was dwindling every time Clark landed a punch. Blacklash's body would continue to adapt and make him stronger to combat him.
Warp was smart. He had kept his shield up constantly so that no matter how much she played with time Kid Quantum would never be able to get to him. The best she could do was avoid his attacks until she could think of something. She just hoped Dark Angel didn't have any surprises of her own.
Clark stood up just as a mass of tentacles wrapped into a giant hand plucked him and a collection of rocks into the air. The black fist crushed down on its catch until the stones inside turned to dust and slipped through the cracks. Rushing towards the ground the fist morphed until Clark found himself in a hand shaped cage after hitting the ground.
Sitting up Clark had to rub dust from his eyes before he could see properly. Climbing to his feet he grabbed the large clawed fingers and lifted them up from the ground. Unable to keep Clark caged Blacklash pulled his tentacles back towards himself bringing Clark with them. Another tangle of tentacles slammed into Clark's chest as the first retreated into Blacklash. Clark flew up through the air but didn't get far as another pair of tentacles whipped around his ankles and snapped him back down to earth. The rock underneath him shattered as Clark was smashed through the terrain. Still pulling the boy by his ankles Blacklash dragged him through the ground and finally threw him through the air again. This place was going to be a mess when they were done.
Kid Quantum levitated higher to avoid Warp's attacks. Thanks to her temporal bending abilities Kid Quantum was able to dodge the man's energy streams with relative ease. She had had a few near misses but nothing had connected yet. It was because of this fact that Warp was becoming increasingly more agitated. They were at a stand still. He couldn't hit her and nothing she did would harm him. His only hope was to keep firing and pray for a lucky shot. If he had been calmer and more focused he might have realised Kid Quantum's trap before she sprung it. Instead he fell right into it. After firing one more of his energy streams at the flying woman Kid Quantum shifted time once again so that the world came to a standstill.
Taking this opportunity to check on Blacklash, Kid Quantum rose up higher and set her sights on the battling two. Clark was holding Blacklash against a wall with his hands wrapped around Blacklash's throat. It was a good job Blacklash didn't need to breathe but the knee he was delivering in mid-blow to Clark's chin would probably free him anyway. Returning to her own fight Kid Quantum flew down to the ground and plucked up a still frozen Dark Angel. Placing the pale woman in the air in the path of the oncoming energy beam fired by Warp, Kid Quantum flew back out of harms way and restored time. Dark Angel seemed to hang there for a fraction of a moment before a stream of light connected with her stomach and sent her careering back.
"Angel!" Warp called in shock as his partner fell to the ground.
Clark slammed Blacklash's head into the rock for a third time before pulling him back and preparing to ram him forward again. The strike never came. Instead Clark stumbled back slightly, releasing Blacklash. The young man looked around at his surroundings as if confused for a moment before turning around and looking down at where Warp and Quantum Kid were again trading energy beams. Spotting his mothers unconscious form he prepared to speed over to her. Before he could however Blacklash delivered a powerful chop to the back of his neck, which knocked him out cold. Not exactly one for sentiment Blacklash just stepped over his unconscious form and watched Kid Quantum exchange another barrage of energy attacks. Already crouching on all fours Blacklash only needed to kick his powerful legs to find himself souring through the air and into the fray.
Warp didn't even know what hit him. He just knew that he was suddenly rolling around in his shield like a hamster in a ball that had been kicked. Blacklash bounced off of Warp's bubble with an electrical jolt. Having expected the barrier he recoiled onto his feet after flipping through the air. Skin rippling as he adapted to Wrap's defence Blacklash sprung forwards again, passing through the bubble like it wasn't there, and pouncing on top of his opponent. Warp didn't have much time to be surprised as Blacklash's tentacles ripped their way into his armour and pulled it away from him bit by bit.
Above the pair Kid Quantum returned to the ground as Blacklash finished stripping Warp of his arsenal. Landing lightly she held both her hands out before her and started building up the same energy she had been fighting with between her palms. Once the orb of yellow energy began crackling with an electrical fizz she spread her arms wide and allowed it to grow into a sizable globe. Lowering her arms slowly she reassured herself that the portal remain stable before running towards Dark Angel's fallen body.
"Throw him in that!" She called to Blacklash who had been watching her create the orb through the back of his head. Climbing off of Warp he wrapped a tentacle around his ankles and swung him around, releasing him at the right moment to throw him through the portal. Not far away Kid Quantum lifted Angel up over her shoulder and dragged her towards the yellow sphere.
"His armour too!" She ordered. Reaching out with his arm Blacklash's hand morphed into a large five pronged rake that once collected all the technology gathered in up in a scope which he promptly threw through as well.
"What about the boy and his mother?" He asked.
"I have something that'll make them forget all of this." She assured throwing Dark Angel through the portal a moment before it collapsed with what was actually quite a comical pop. "Not sure what I'll do about the damage you two have done around here."
"What about me? Do I get my memories zapped?"
"Normally yes. But you don't have any eyes for me to zap you through." She explained holding up a slim tube. "So I guess I'll just have to hope you won't damage the timeline to much. Can you get Clark down here please, I assume you didn't kill him."
"He's fine." Blacklash said before running back towards the rock face he had leaped from earlier, where Clark was still lying unconscious. Once she was sure Blacklash wouldn't be able to see or hear her Kid Quantum pushed the face of her flight ring and lifted it to her lips, forgetting that Blacklash could see a three hundred and sixty degree angle.
"Brain?" She said into it. The ring lit up and created a holographic projection of a man's face. His green expressionless face adorned a triangular symbol with a circle at each corner on his forehead.
"Jazmin." The face said though the voice came from the ring.
"I need access to Blacklash's H-Pro again. Need to figure out when to drop him off. Did Warp and Dark Angel arrive safely?" She asked.
"The Science Police are detaining them now." The man said as his face vanished, replaced by a Bio screen of Blacklash which Jazmin began scrolling through.
"I'll send Blacklash on his way then clean up the damage here. You sure this thing will work on a Kryptonian?"
"It's have never been tested on one but it should work." Brain's voice said from her ring.
"Thanks Brain. If I'm not done here by tonight, my timeframe, I'll call in. I have to go, Blacklash is coming back." Kid Quantum said closing Blacklash's Historical Profile.
"Who were you talking to?" Blacklash asked as soon as he was within speaking distance, Clark slung over his shoulder.
"Someone from my time. Sorry but I can't have you knowing anything else about the future. I've found out a good place to send you so if you're ready I'll open a rabbit hole, er…time portal for you to go through."
"Any chance you could just send me to Dakota. I've pretty much lost Vamana's trail." Blacklash asked as she began gathering more energy for another portal. Jazmin looked Blacklash in the face before smiling and holding the orb in one hand.
"Follow the sign Blacklash." She said before throwing the ball at him before he could comment. The orb exploded in size, engulfing him, before it popped just like its predecessor.
"Ma." Clark moaned as he lifted himself back up to his legs.
"She's fine." Kid Quantum assured.
"Who…" But Clark didn't have time to finish his question before Jazmin flashed purple light into his eyes from the same tube she had shown Blacklash. Clark's eyes rolled to the back off his head and he once again collapsed. Kid Quantum just sighed and idly wondered how she was going to drag them both back to the farm.
- - -The end of The Black and the Time Travler- - -
AN
I don't suppose all of you have just not noticed how long it's been since I last updated. Well sorry about that but it couldnt be helped. The next chapter will wrap up the loose ends I've laid over the last few chapters so you may want to re-read them when I post it. As always please leave your reviews, questions and comments.