"Kill me", whispered Ronald
Sam held the gun to Ronald's face.
"Kill me",said Ronald,"What are you waiting for?"
"Why did you do this?",asked Sam pointing at the ruins of the once beautiful city,"Why did you do this?!"

Ronald licked his lips and said,"I knew I was the villain, the broken one. I knew no one would come to my grave to mourn me or leave me flowers or miss me! I knew I was the bad one! "

He looked up at Sam and again said,"I knew I couldn't be forgiven. I know what I deserve"

Sam , with tears in his eyes snarled ,"And what do you deserve?!"

"I deserve to die. I deserve to be killed",said Ronald, with some final remorse in his voice and moisture his eyes.
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Ronald, a famous , successful and evil chemist, decides to make a vaccine, not to cure , but to destroy the world. He dedicates five years of his life in it. And he succeeded in making what he wanted . But did Ronald do it just because he wanted to? Or the evil scientist decide to go rogue? No. He had some reasons. But he doesn't see that others have family too. Vengeance has blinded him. But that doesn't mean it's too late. It's never too late. But then, after everything has been destroyed, can it be fixed?.....Ever heard of time travel?....Yes, it's real.....Real than reality itself.

Fired

Oliver and Sam were on the way to New York in Oliver's car. 


"So, tell me more about you",said Oliver, keeping his eyes on the road. 


"I have told you everything....I guess",said Sam confusedly. 


"Sam do I need to remind you that you have been lying to us....... So what I mean is that , tell me all about you...and the truth this time.",said Oliver 


Sam looked embarrassed but he said," Okay, my name is John Michaelson, my father's name is Leonardo Michaelson and mother, Lily Andrew Michaelson. My father....he grew up in an orphanage...I don't know anything about my grandparents, but he told me that they were good people. I was 13 year old when my father decided to leave us and go to New York City to stop Ronald from the vaccine he was making and he never came back, my mother....she had a problem in the heart. But, she loved my father very much. 


The drive