Crossing The Threshold (editing)

It's been a couple years since all that mess that happened on that fateful day. I stopped trying to live up to my fathers standards, and eventually made something of myself, not under him. He was under my shadow now, and I opened up my own laboratory called W.F.S.R.C. (Weston-Fields Scientific Research Center).

Carmen and I found a future within each other, and we own and manage our own scientific research facility, with Dante as a head director. We still fight and argue, but it's much better than it was before. I'd created a type of nanotechnology that allowed messages to be sent throughout any moment in time carried by the influence of tachyon paired with tachyon enhancers, and it really sold. We vowed to never bring up the past until we knew we were ready to introduce it to the world, and finally, after a long time and a ton of preparation, We really think we're prepared.

Carmen stood in front of me, hands on my face as he coached me as I was about to go on stage.

"Theodore, there's absolutely nothing you cannot do. You got this, and I'll be with you every step of the way."

"Me too!" Dante cut in, receiving a light chuckle from the both of us.

"Yes. Dante too." We heard the executive director calling us to the front for me to make my speech, and Carmen squeezed my shoulder in reassurance. I walked towards the podium, mic on, and was enveloped in the warmth of the dying chatter of the crowd, massive crowd at that. I took a deep breath in, deep breath out. I took one last look at my team. Dante excitedly anticipated my speech, and just Carmen took away all my anxiety. I was so glad to have them both in my life. My dad came to mind, and the only thing I can say is, it doesn't hurt anymore.

"Are you guys familiar with time travel?"