Roz Time Travel Fanfiction Part 1. The first three pics are from Justhavingalook1; the rest are from Scorpiov
MC had been helping Ms.Okita for months on her secret project in the forest. She said it had something to do with time travel. She was watching too many movies. "OK, MC, place the clock inside the machine; if all goes right, it should be brought 54 min into the future," she instructed. He did, and she started it up. There was a bright light, a rumble, and nothing happened. 'What the hell! My calculations were perfect. MC, go check the clock while I run a diagnostic." MC opened the door, retrieved the clock, turned and slipped on a rock, and went tumbling into the machine, hitting all sorts of buttons and levers, trying to steady himself. Just then, the door closed, and the machine roared to life. There was a bright light and nothing for a second. The bright light returned, and the door opened, throwing sparks as it did. MC exited the time machine, and it looked FURBAR. He took in his surroundings; he was back in the forest, but Okita was nowhere in sight. He tried his cellphone, and there was no service at all. So he headed into town, and that's when he noticed something was wrong. The people were dressed differently, the buildings were different, everything was different! Where was he? He collected a loose paper from the street; it said the year was 1954! What the hell? It worked. A better question would be how he was going to get home. Suddenly, there was a scream for help from an alleyway. MC rushed in without thinking. Two men were over an injured woman, and they had weapons. He snuck up behind and used his Muay Tai skills to knock his attackers out. He went over to the woman, and she looked familiar. "Thanks, honey; I thought I was a goner." It was a young Roz. Like the one from the photograph. "No problem. Let's get you to a hospital." He helped her up. "No hospitals! They watch those. I have a safe house not too far from here." She grimaced in pain. Safe house? What was she talking about? The safe house turned out to be where Debbie's home would be. "Inside...quick," she gasped. Once inside, he saw the extent of her injuries and was told where the first aid kit was. His scout training paid off, and she was stitched in no time. "By the way, my name is Roz," she introduced. He didn't want to mess up the timeline, so he said his name was Frank. She once again thanked him, but he was now in terrible danger. He had just interfered with an operation. She was CIA, and now he was a target. The men that he attacked were Soviet agents tasked to find some guy called Jebediah Dumont and his cow. Apparently, he had powers over crops and animals that the Russians needed, and she was tasked with tailing them but slipped up and dam near died. MC said he knew who he was but didn't know where he was. He told her he would help her out with her out of commission. She gave him money so he could buy some clothes to blend in. He learned the lay of the land and talked to various people around 1950's Summerville. He also learned more about her; she had been active in WW2 as a spy for America and could speak German, French, and Russian. After the war, she was recruited by the CIA and given this assignment but was quickly abandoned. Women had to prove themselves in the field. MC thought that was terrible, so he bought her a gift of black earrings; she felt it made her look like an old lady. "If she only knew," he thought.