[ WP ] After thousands of failed attempts to change history and save the world , the time-traveler gives up .

The street is filled with cars for miles and not a single one of them was moving. Hons where being pressed, bikers were trying to speed trough the cars, and even the pedestrians who crowded the sidewalks were invading the streets. Typical day. 
 
 - I fucking hate this city... 
 
 Laura was sitting in her old C250, the warmers were on but they could n't fight the cold outside. It was n't snowing, it was n't even raining or windy, but it was still around -17 ºC outside. She pulled her coat closer to herself, knowing she would still have to wait for a few hours before she could even get close to her place. 
 
 Maybe she'll cook something tonight. She's tired of eating one-minute foods. Yeah, she'll do just that. And then she'll make some popcorn and watc- 
 
 Toc-toc-toc. 
 
 Three quick beats in the mirror. 
 
 Her mind was rushed back to reality to see a well dressed, tall, and smiling man on her window asking her to roll down the window. As charismatic as he may be, she was not about to do that. There's not way to understand what kind of lunatic you may find in this city. Laura waved him off and looked back at the street. 
 
 Suddenly, a big thump was followed by the sound of breaking glass, and her face was touched by thousands of transparent pieces. Completely frightened, she looked at the man who just punched her window, still smiling softly. 
 
 - You need to come with me. 
 
 Laura was starting to panic, she could n't run away with her car, there was too much traffic, and even too much people. 
 
 - What the hell is wrong with you?! 
 
 The man calmly spoke again. 
 
 - You really need to come with me. 
 
 She was now freaking out. A mix of fear and rage filling her chest. 
 
 - And why on earth would I do this? 
 
 The man moved. But he moved faster than what she knew was possible. His hands turned into a blur and she barely had the time to understand what was going on. 
 
 He reached for the lock, unlocked the door, opened, grabbed her by the arm and threw her out on the sidewalk. 
 
 Before Laura's body could even decide what to feel, a giant piece of rock, about half the size of the strange man fell on her car, completely crushing the driver's seat. The rock seemed to have been catapulted from a distance in front of them. Screaming could be heard and then people started to move in their direction. 
 
 The strange man took her head into his hands and stared into her eyes. 
 
 - If you want to live, follow me. 
 
 What followed could not be explained. The ground started shaking, buildings started to crumble. Explosions came from the underground, throwing whole cars and trucks into the sky. Holes the size of busses were opening on the ground out of the blue. She followed the strange man in black as he threaded casually among the chaos. Walking fast, but not sprinting like the others. He had something magical, none of the rubble could hit him, he never stepped on unsteady ground and people never trampled him, or her, in this case. 
 
 - Stop. 
 
 He said in a quick voice, putting his arm across her chest. Half a second later a piece of metal the size of her head flashed in front of her eyes. The rock hit a young woman, likely the same age as her, right in her face. She saw the blood spraying up to the sky, but never got to see the woman fall. They were moving again. The man now had his hand wrapped around Laura's lower back, leading her into what now seemed like a battlefield. 
 
 The woman could n't even react. She was in shock, simply watching the destruction as this strange savior walked her out of it. 
 
 - Duck. 
 
 She obeyed. They hid behind a school bus and ducked. Laura had her eyes closed, waiting for something to hit the back of the bus before they could start walking again. Two seconds. Three seconds. Nothing. Why were they hiding? 
 
 When she opened her eyes, her mind failed. A seven floors building was crashing down. And it was falling right on them. 
 
 She got up screaming and tried to make a run for it. Before she could take one step the man held her ankle. She fell head first into the ground. Pain broke into her mind, but the urgency of what was happening was bigger. She turned to look up and the whole building was reaching her fast. She closed her eyes and screamed at the top of her lungs as the warmth of dripping blood slowly caressed her face. 
 
 The noise was too loud. Bricks falling. Metal bending. People screaming. It was too much. 
 
 - Wake up. 
 
 Tap-tap-tap. 
 
 A black leather glove was repeatedly hitting her left cheek. She opened up her eyes, dust was everywhere, she could n't see clearly and one of her eyes was covered in blood. Her head was exploding with pain, she tried to look up and she saw him again. That strange man was still staring at her soul. 
 
 - Get up. We need to get moving. 
 
 He pulled her up by the shoulders, helping her to her feet. The woman could barely comprehend what was happening. 
 
 - I-I-'m... I'm alive. How- 
 
 A painful voice talking in the'room' was what brought Laura back to her senses. To her right, she heard an agonizing male voice. 
 
 - Help. Me. 
 
 When she turned to look, there was a boy laying on the floor. He looked young. About 15 years old. He was lying on his stomach, and as she looked at his body, she saw a huge concrete block was on top of the boy's left leg. She had to help him. Despite what was going on. She knew she could n't leave that boy behind. 
 
 - You, come here. Help me lift this thing. 
 
 The man in black looked at the woman, confused. As if she was n't noticing something obvious. He turned his back to her and started to walk. 
 
 - Come. We ca n't help him. There's not enough time. 
 
 What?! No, that's not something she would do. Laura bent her knees and put her hands under a small gap on the concrete block and said to the boy. 
 
 - Do n't worry, I'm getting you out of here. 
 
 She pulled up, with all of her strength. The concrete did n't move. 
 
 - Thanks. 
 
 The weak voice responded her. 
 
 Once again, she tried to lift it. All her strentgh was into this, her arms felt like they were going to be torn apart from her body and still, the concrete did n't move. 
 
 - You're not strong enough to lift it. 
 
 Laura jumped away, scared from the sudden intervetion of the strange man. 
 
 - I ca n't leave him here. 
 
 - I told you, there's not enough time. 
 
 She looked at the poor boy and the back to the man in front of her. 
 
 - I'm not leaving him here to die. I'd rather sit here with him then leave with you. 
 
 - Fine. 
 
 And once again, the man moved. Barely slow enough for her to understand. Fast enough for it to be unbelievable. He reached inside his coat and brought up a pistol. He fired a quick shot on the boy's leg. 
 
 The sound of the gun and the screams of the boy were deafening. Laura jumped in the man, clawing, kicking, and punching. 
 
 - What are you doing?! 
 
 She screamed. 
 
 As she tried to reach for the gun, a black leather glove took over her sight. A strong punch. Straight to the face. And she was out. 
 
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 *There will be a chapter 2. It will make sense why it's inspired by this prompt. * 
 
 *Please, criticize me. I love to know what I did right and what went wrong. * 
 
 *Also, I started my own sub to log my content, this is the first post at [ /r/pedro_ftw ] ( https: //www.reddit.com/r/pedro_ftw/ ) Thaanks! *
