Starring:
-Ryan Styles hated sliding. In the beginning he thought he might enjoy it, but he quickly grew to hate it and it's inventor, Quinn Mallory. At the thought of Quinn Mallory, Ryan's blood began to boil. Yet, and the same time it turned his mind to Logan St. Claire. She was Quinn's double, albeit his female double, but his double nonetheless. Ryan and Logan had both been abducted by the Draconians. Both had been given the choice to serve the Empire or die. Both agreed to serve, if for no other reason then to survive. Ryan had not seen Logan in over a month. The two had been ordered off the Draconian homeworld after Wade and the others had escaped. Both had been sent to retrieve certain others. Not the escaped sliders, but instead others who might help the Empire. when Ryan learned who he was to retrieve, he wasn't happy. After all, this person was Quinn's brother. Well, actually he was a Quinn double's brother. Not to mention the fact that he ws raised by Kromaggs and trained as the ultimate killing machine. Ryan was not crazy about finding Colin Mallory, he had his reasons. Worse yet, he wasn't exactly sure he could. The Draconians had upgraded his timer, given it the ability to open at any time. With a countless number of alternate Earths in the multiverse, it might take years. Except for the fact that the Draconians knew Colin had a Kromagg tracking device implanted in the base of his skull and had attuned Ryan's timer to track it. Ryan assumed he was getting closer. Little did he realize that would probably be the worst mistake of his life.
-Wade Mallory was beginning to think she'd never see home again, let alone her husband. The Draconian sliding device was slowly burning out. After countless slides (even though it wasn't actual sliding the three couldn't help but refer to it as that. After all, it sounded so much nicer thatn trans-dislocation.) Max had patched it back together as best he could, but the technology was so advanced that even he could barely figure it out. They never even knew when it might activate and transport them off world. Luckily it was attuned to their quantum signatures so wherever they were regardless if they were together or not it would transport them to the next world, or at least that was what Max had said. Wade couldn't help but laugh. She still found it funny to be calling the Professor Max. Quinn would probably get a laugh out of it as well. The thought of her husband made her smile. She placed her hand on her stomach. She was starting to show, not very much, but she was showing. She could only think about the child growing inside of her. The child that had been the product of her and Quinn's love. She only hoped Quinn would be by her side when the child was born. Remmy had assured her they would find their way home before then. She only hoped he was right.
-Nimbus Da'Trall slowly walked down the street. He was wearing a trench coat and hat to hide his strange appearance. "This was so much easier in the old days. Before the Empire, back when I had my HEBZABA unit. Damn You Cyrus, She was my best friend," Nimbus thought to himself. there was a slight beep as Nimbus's wrist com began to transmit a message, "Nimbus. Have you found them?" Nimbus was only a few feet behind the sliders. He hadn't been able to get a positive scan on them. He assumed they might be who he was looking for. Nimbus raised the wrist com and spoke, "Keep the channel open, Andrew. I will let you know in a few moments." Nimbus was close enough to scan the sliders. He scanned the four of them and looked at the readout. The two men matched the quantum signatures of Wade, Rembrandt and Arturo, this was the Quinn Mallory they had been looking for, but the women had two different signatures. The sliders began to walk into the lobby of the Dominion Hotel, it was then Nimbus caught a glimpse of the face of Autumn Mallory. "Good Heavens! " Andrew Summers voice could be heard from the wrist com, "Nimbus? Well?" Nimbus bit his lip and spoke, "They are not who we are looking for. Prepare to transport me back to DALIUS." Nimbus could not believe who was with Quinn. He would have to wait. He needed Andrew focused on the task at hand. He knew if Andrew saw her, it would reopen too many old wounds. Nimbus's head dropped and one word escaped his mouth as he slowly faded away, "Meggan."
-The reddish-orange vortex opened and Logan St. Claire was thrown from it. She picked herself off of the ground and looked at the sight she had been searching for for almost a month. The Golden Gate Bridge was in the distance and it was blue. She knew he was here. Now all she had to do was find him and convince him to help her. Of course with her feminine wiles that shouldn't be a problem. She walked to a phone booth and picked up the phone book. She began to browse through the A's. She stopped and spoke, "Evan Arturo. " She committed the address to memory and began walking towards the city. "Well, Evan, hope you don't mind some company." Logan continued walking. Laughing the entire time.
-Rembrandt Brown turned to Max Arturo and spoke, "How's it coming?" Arturo replied, "It's not." "That bad, huh?" "Rembrandt, we have gone far beyond *bad*, we have entered hopeless." Rembrandt's head sank, "we're not going to get her home are we?" "You must never tell her this, but it does not look good. I can not repair this. A few more "slides" and it will be beyond use." Rembrandt replied, "Then we pray that we make it home before then." "Rembrandt, my friend, that is all we can do."