11-25-2004, 01:47 PM
It was only natural that Cameron beat John back to the Island, it seemed almost funny as they both stood in AJ's doorway at the same time.
The crew still at the bar headed back down to the boat ramp and back to the island. It was about half way through that trip, when their boat got buzzed by an aircraft. But seeing as it was dark, it was hard to make out exactly what it was. Only Chandi would be able to see that it looked like a World War II bomber.
As they docked and approached the beach, they saw a sight that was completely unexpected. In a perfect row sat 5 Navy bombers, in the same World War II style Chandi had seen earlier. Leaning against the hulls of the plane and milling about on the beach were 13 men....all dressed in 1940's style military attire.
"Oh $&^!" Mulder said under his breath as they approached the group of young men...all of them looked completely confused as to where they were. That is until one of them stepped foward. The markings on his flack jacket signified he was a Lieutenant.
"Excuse me Sir...we've...we've gotten lost. We left Ft. Lauderdale at 2:10 this afternoon...and.." the young man pulled off his hat and ran his hand through his hair in a frustrated manner.
"I have no idea where we are. There are 13 of us, just doing a training mission..." before he could finish, Mulder addressed him.
"Lieutenant Taylor...correct?" The members of the Guardians looked at Mulder like he had lost his mind. Who was this guy, and who were the other 13 with him?
The young man smiled and saluted "Lieutenant Charles Taylor, United States Navy."
Mulder nodded to the man and stepped away from him.
"A moment if you will, Lieutenant." grabbing Kei and De by the arm and motioning for Chandi to follow, Mulder for the first time ever, looked visably shaken, but in an awestruck way.
"Ever heard of the Bermuda Triangle kids? Here's a quick history...in 1945, Lt. Taylor there led 13 men, 5 Avenger Aircraft on a routine training mission that was supposed to go from Lauderdale to a place called "Hen and Chicken Shoals" for a bombing exercise...they never made it there, and they never made it back. It looks like the Triangle just spit them out on our doorstep."
Speaking in a hushed tone, Mulder noticed a few of the looks that Kei was getting and motioned her towards the house.
"Keep a low profile, remember, they still think they are in 1945...and the Japanese were the enemy."
With Chandi and De at his side, Mulder turned back to the Lieutenant.
"Well, so much for the Scarecrow eh? Looks like we've got another problem on our hands." he said as he walked back down the beach to the aircraft.
The crew still at the bar headed back down to the boat ramp and back to the island. It was about half way through that trip, when their boat got buzzed by an aircraft. But seeing as it was dark, it was hard to make out exactly what it was. Only Chandi would be able to see that it looked like a World War II bomber.
As they docked and approached the beach, they saw a sight that was completely unexpected. In a perfect row sat 5 Navy bombers, in the same World War II style Chandi had seen earlier. Leaning against the hulls of the plane and milling about on the beach were 13 men....all dressed in 1940's style military attire.
"Oh $&^!" Mulder said under his breath as they approached the group of young men...all of them looked completely confused as to where they were. That is until one of them stepped foward. The markings on his flack jacket signified he was a Lieutenant.
"Excuse me Sir...we've...we've gotten lost. We left Ft. Lauderdale at 2:10 this afternoon...and.." the young man pulled off his hat and ran his hand through his hair in a frustrated manner.
"I have no idea where we are. There are 13 of us, just doing a training mission..." before he could finish, Mulder addressed him.
"Lieutenant Taylor...correct?" The members of the Guardians looked at Mulder like he had lost his mind. Who was this guy, and who were the other 13 with him?
The young man smiled and saluted "Lieutenant Charles Taylor, United States Navy."
Mulder nodded to the man and stepped away from him.
"A moment if you will, Lieutenant." grabbing Kei and De by the arm and motioning for Chandi to follow, Mulder for the first time ever, looked visably shaken, but in an awestruck way.
"Ever heard of the Bermuda Triangle kids? Here's a quick history...in 1945, Lt. Taylor there led 13 men, 5 Avenger Aircraft on a routine training mission that was supposed to go from Lauderdale to a place called "Hen and Chicken Shoals" for a bombing exercise...they never made it there, and they never made it back. It looks like the Triangle just spit them out on our doorstep."
Speaking in a hushed tone, Mulder noticed a few of the looks that Kei was getting and motioned her towards the house.
"Keep a low profile, remember, they still think they are in 1945...and the Japanese were the enemy."
With Chandi and De at his side, Mulder turned back to the Lieutenant.
"Well, so much for the Scarecrow eh? Looks like we've got another problem on our hands." he said as he walked back down the beach to the aircraft.