Tom Kalbfus
Mongoose
Alfonso Ciprianni looked up and down the beach, "I don't get it, said the mobster, I should have a vacation home around here, yet all the buildings are missing, like they never were here!"
"Its not the same island, said Kevin, this is an artificial World made to look natural."
"I don't know what material holds it together," said Professor Radcliff, "perhaps we can do some digging later, but it looks like this day is about to end," pointing to the sky which was quickly darkening. "Look over there!" George said pointing out to sea. All five of them looked out to see 2 half circular openings out to see where the daylight from the other side was shining through. "The day on the other side is longer than it is here!" Professor Radcliff explained," We should quickly go out to them before we lose the daylight on the otherside!' The five of them rushed back to the boat, George gunned the engine and they headed back to the Yacht.
As the last passenger, which happened to be Professor Radcliff climber over the rail, the three crew members winched the boat out of the water and onto the deck. Kevin started up the engine And the Yacht raced towards one of the openings as the fading twilight shined through.
The ship powered through the opening on its engines. The Arch disappeared in the sky to be replaced with a setting sun. George looked back where Bermuda should have been, instead there was a vast metropolis of high towers, and a number of vehicles moving silently through the sky. One of the sky vehicles altered course and headed toward the Yacht, it has red flashing lights. "I think someone noticed us," Kevin said, "and we went through the wrong gateway it looks like. Maybe they are the folks that run this place." The vehicle presently hovered in front of the Yacht about a meter or so above the waves, no jets, no helicopter blades, and a spotlight fell on the boat. "Just who are you folks?" asked a voice on the vehicle's loudspeakers. Kevin got up and walked to the rail. "My Name is Kevin McCready, may I ask, just where are we? We seem to be lost." "You are offshore of the Terra downport of Atlantis," said the voice from the loudspeaker. "Terra, that's another name for Earth isn't it?" asked Brittany. "That is correct," said the voice on the loudspeak, "Earth is the Archaic name for Terra, though its not used much anymore." "What year is it?" Kevin asked. "1102," was the reply. "The twelfth century?" Professor Radcliff asked, "but were from 2014! There's some strange phenominon out there that seems to involve time travel, but 2014 is not as advanced as this!" "Hmm," said the voice skeptically, "perhaps you are referring to the Solomani dating system, by which reckoning it is 5620 AD" The professor's jaw dropped, "The 57th century!" "Yes, 1102 is in the Imperial Dating system," the voice said as if lecturing a child." "Which Imperium?" asked Kevin. "Why the Third Imperium of course," said the voice. "How come were speaking the same language?" asked the professor. "That's a good question," said the voice, you seem to be speaking perfect Anglic to me." "You mean English?" asked the professor. "Yes, that is the root language of Anglic, that language was established as the standard during the Second Imperium of Course." "The Second Imperium?" asked the professor. "You know the rule of man?" explained the voice. "Actually I don't know," admitted the professor, "were from the past actually, and what I don't understand is why the language hasn't changed in 3600 years!" "Well it has," said the voice, " I head some ancient recording from the past, it was from a gold disk found on a space probe about a few hundred years ago, the Solomani Twentieth Century to be precise, I believe the probe was called Voyager II, if I'm not mistaken." "Would you be interested in seeing the Portals we came through?" Kevin asked.
"As a matter of fact I would," said the voice, " Just a minute, I'm coming aboard." A man open the door of the closed vehicle, an copilot was seen on the other side at the controls, as the silent hovering craft hovered above the boat's deck, and man with brown hair, a mustachem and blue eyes stepped out onto the deck, he was wearing a green uniform with a yellow starburst over a black stary back ground on his shoulder Above he left pocket was stenciled the name "William Jaren", over his right was the words "Imperial Marines"
Kevin piloted his boat towards the portal, a dark half circle rising halfway out of the water. "What is that?" asked William. "That is a portal to another world," said the Professor, a ringworld." The ship went through the portal, followed by the silently hovering vehicle. the vehicle dropped down to just a few meters above the wavetops. The checkered blue arch appeared in the sky near the horizon, the sky above was blotted out by a black rectangle, some stars shown to the north. "Wait a minute," said the copilot in the silently hovering vehicle, let me record these starpatterns, they might just reveal where in the Galaxy we happen to be." After a few moments, the computer gave him the answer, " we are in the Solomani sector, the date appears to be 28,000 Imperial, give or take a few centuries, roughly about 30,000 AD on the Solomani calendar if that helps."
"Its not the same island, said Kevin, this is an artificial World made to look natural."
"I don't know what material holds it together," said Professor Radcliff, "perhaps we can do some digging later, but it looks like this day is about to end," pointing to the sky which was quickly darkening. "Look over there!" George said pointing out to sea. All five of them looked out to see 2 half circular openings out to see where the daylight from the other side was shining through. "The day on the other side is longer than it is here!" Professor Radcliff explained," We should quickly go out to them before we lose the daylight on the otherside!' The five of them rushed back to the boat, George gunned the engine and they headed back to the Yacht.
As the last passenger, which happened to be Professor Radcliff climber over the rail, the three crew members winched the boat out of the water and onto the deck. Kevin started up the engine And the Yacht raced towards one of the openings as the fading twilight shined through.
The ship powered through the opening on its engines. The Arch disappeared in the sky to be replaced with a setting sun. George looked back where Bermuda should have been, instead there was a vast metropolis of high towers, and a number of vehicles moving silently through the sky. One of the sky vehicles altered course and headed toward the Yacht, it has red flashing lights. "I think someone noticed us," Kevin said, "and we went through the wrong gateway it looks like. Maybe they are the folks that run this place." The vehicle presently hovered in front of the Yacht about a meter or so above the waves, no jets, no helicopter blades, and a spotlight fell on the boat. "Just who are you folks?" asked a voice on the vehicle's loudspeakers. Kevin got up and walked to the rail. "My Name is Kevin McCready, may I ask, just where are we? We seem to be lost." "You are offshore of the Terra downport of Atlantis," said the voice from the loudspeaker. "Terra, that's another name for Earth isn't it?" asked Brittany. "That is correct," said the voice on the loudspeak, "Earth is the Archaic name for Terra, though its not used much anymore." "What year is it?" Kevin asked. "1102," was the reply. "The twelfth century?" Professor Radcliff asked, "but were from 2014! There's some strange phenominon out there that seems to involve time travel, but 2014 is not as advanced as this!" "Hmm," said the voice skeptically, "perhaps you are referring to the Solomani dating system, by which reckoning it is 5620 AD" The professor's jaw dropped, "The 57th century!" "Yes, 1102 is in the Imperial Dating system," the voice said as if lecturing a child." "Which Imperium?" asked Kevin. "Why the Third Imperium of course," said the voice. "How come were speaking the same language?" asked the professor. "That's a good question," said the voice, you seem to be speaking perfect Anglic to me." "You mean English?" asked the professor. "Yes, that is the root language of Anglic, that language was established as the standard during the Second Imperium of Course." "The Second Imperium?" asked the professor. "You know the rule of man?" explained the voice. "Actually I don't know," admitted the professor, "were from the past actually, and what I don't understand is why the language hasn't changed in 3600 years!" "Well it has," said the voice, " I head some ancient recording from the past, it was from a gold disk found on a space probe about a few hundred years ago, the Solomani Twentieth Century to be precise, I believe the probe was called Voyager II, if I'm not mistaken." "Would you be interested in seeing the Portals we came through?" Kevin asked.
"As a matter of fact I would," said the voice, " Just a minute, I'm coming aboard." A man open the door of the closed vehicle, an copilot was seen on the other side at the controls, as the silent hovering craft hovered above the boat's deck, and man with brown hair, a mustachem and blue eyes stepped out onto the deck, he was wearing a green uniform with a yellow starburst over a black stary back ground on his shoulder Above he left pocket was stenciled the name "William Jaren", over his right was the words "Imperial Marines"

Kevin piloted his boat towards the portal, a dark half circle rising halfway out of the water. "What is that?" asked William. "That is a portal to another world," said the Professor, a ringworld." The ship went through the portal, followed by the silently hovering vehicle. the vehicle dropped down to just a few meters above the wavetops. The checkered blue arch appeared in the sky near the horizon, the sky above was blotted out by a black rectangle, some stars shown to the north. "Wait a minute," said the copilot in the silently hovering vehicle, let me record these starpatterns, they might just reveal where in the Galaxy we happen to be." After a few moments, the computer gave him the answer, " we are in the Solomani sector, the date appears to be 28,000 Imperial, give or take a few centuries, roughly about 30,000 AD on the Solomani calendar if that helps."