Chapter 12: A Blast To The Past
After the initial tests for travelling back in time, I put some of my other work on hold. I was going to disappear for an unspecified amount of time and revisit a time in the past that I had missed. I was going to take my rail gun against Brammers’ orders and cause havoc. I set the date to just over 2 years ago. Before the attack on the Fallen Angels in their home at Tech Haven, before the Dome alliance, back when the Fallen Angels were welcome inside the Neocron city limits.
I had dressed for the occasion, this time I was going back for the fun of it. My first objective up on arrival was to make some friends, especially with a psionic empowered monk able to resurrect me in the case of my death. I set myself up a Gene Replicator profile, implanted myself with a new Gene Replicator implant, and then went and sat in Tech Haven sector 2. It had been a while since I had sat inside the blue walls of this place. It was exactly the same as I remembered but somehow different. The Gene Replicators were located where the shops are now located. I remembered that back in the old times, Tech Haven wasn’t a safe area to be in – attacks from Tangent employees occurred on a regular basis, and we had security bots. It had been a long time since the security bots had been switched off in the present. The door opened above me and a group of Tangent runners came running in. I stealthed. Cries throughout Tech Haven rang as the Tangent Employees were stopped in their tracks.
“What? Where the hell did she just disappear to?”
“She has some kind of stealthing technology… obviously.”
“How the fuck?”
“I’ve never seen any technology like that. AOE the area immediately; lets get her and steal it.”
One of the gentanks in the group pulled out a rocket launcher, so I made myself scarce. I jumped down into one of the energy cores, cleaned the room out and hid down there. A few minutes passed and I went back up on the main level. The Tangent employees were there making the lives of many miserable. I took the opportunity to send a warning shot.
“Haha, stupid Fallen Angels runners.”
“Theses bots suck, far too weak for …”
“For what?”
They turned around to find the remains of their colleague splattered up the wall.
“!!”
“Uh, lets get out of here”
He turned to make a move and got out of the first few doors, turned around to find the rest of his team. They weren’t there. He fled Tech Haven and got out of there quicker than I’d ever seen anybody move before.
I met up with somebody that I used to know – possibly in a previous life. They didn’t recognise me. Her name was Flyk Kinnison, and she was the leader of a clan back then called the Illuminati. The name Illuminati was later used by the Fallen Angels elite during some rough times later on – but at this point in time it was a small company of elite soldiers whose sole purpose was the protection of Tech Haven and its inhabitants. I took the opportunity to join up with the company – they had seen me in action and were curious to how I did it. Obviously I couldn’t tell them the facts, but they were happy with just having me around.
A few days past, and I’d generated enough cash to purchase myself a level 3 Tech Haven apartment. By this time various members of the Fallen Angels had got to know me. Fortunately for myself – at this time I had still been in the MC5 area in a recovery tube, under intensive care. Ergo nobody around here would have known my past self at this time. I introduced myself as Natalie Cockayne. I figured that I’d already got off ten kills using an unlicensed weapon, and that I should return to my own time to see what had changed because of this, and to take the opportunity to swap out my weapon with something a little more conventional.
I made a note of the date and time, so I could return at a later date, reactivated my hand held and a few seconds later woke up on the floor of my laboratory. My heart was pounding in my throat and I felt dizzy, however I hadn’t suffered any kind of a headache, and I definitely didn’t have a nose bleed. After further testing, I concluded the dizziness was caused by an inner ear imbalance during the transfer back to the future, and the heart pounding was good old fashioned adrenaline. Because I hadn’t interacted with myself in the past, or spoken to anybody who knew me in the past – I had essentially not changed the future. Those Tangent runners that died by my hand were confused, but there was nothing that they could have done about it. Inevitably, they would have been killed anyway at some point.