Genre: scifi

Alexander was smiling as he taught his history class at Kilo University in Canada. As his last class came out, someone knocks at his door of his classroom. His dark face scowls as he opens the door finding two men dressed in dark suits holding a strange badge that looked like the hybrid of a FBI and police badge.

"Mr. Hoffman, come with us. History needs your help," one of them said.

"I don't know...sounds fishy to me..." He said as he closed the door. The other guy put his door in the door.

"Wait...maybe if we show you, you'll understand," the other man said grabbing Alex's (short for Alexander) hand. He gasped.

"Let me go! What the hell are you doing?!" He shouted but then he screamed falling through some sort of time hole.

As he fell, he saw history; history that was real and history that was fake; history that was fiction and fiction that was history. His eyes filled with tears as he saw the beauty of history as a history lover. He landed on the ground never a pool of water, and in the middle of the pool of water was a beautiful goddess. She smiled at him as her multicolored hair flowed like there was no gravity. She held out her freehand for her other hand was holding a priceless staff. He grabbed her hand...