Hotwire's Epic Adventures of History:The Ripper (Titans)

Hotwire stood in the main room of titans tower. He stood before a large pad with four strange looking antenae on it. After his experience in the future with AKOW, hotwire wanted to work more with time. He used the data from GX26, threw in some data he collected from the park where they went to the future.

This he integrated into his designs from when he went to rescue ben from his home dimension.

"There... all set."

"Don't worry about that."

He stood on the pad as he adjusted the controls.

"Get read, the machine fires up in 30 seconds"

As she finished, a dome and energy formed over them, and in a flash they were gone.

The screen on the machine flashed "Do not disturb the temporal flow"


----------------- Year:1888--------------Time---------8:19 P.M.-----------Location:London England---

The dome flashed quickly as Hotwire and Liz appeared on a cobblestone road, illuminated by gaslight.

"Here we are... we should hear it any moment now..."

"Yes. Britain of 1888 to be precise. November 3. 8:19- no make that 8:20 pm. And in a few seconds..."

He held up his hand in anticipation.

"Oy! We got another one!" A loud voice yelled from across the street. People began to gather next to a bobby on the beat. He was looking down at the mangled body of a woman.

Hotwire began to make his way toward the crowd.

"Dead. The ripper's struck again he has." The officer said to the crowd trying to keep them back.

"Nope. Hang on, switching to direct feed, No satellites remember?"

Hotwire's nanobots changed the image on his glasses, he saw the body. (he's wearing glasses that look like they're from the era.)

"Looks like it was a knife... but that was post mortem from what I can see."

Sebastian's mission had been successful, and he had done it without getting dirty. He ran a hand through his auburn hair, listening in as the police found the body. But this time there were others.

"Who are they?"

He peered over the rooftop, observing them. He didn't recognize them, and by the looks of their attire they were from another country - the thought never occurred to him that they could be from another time. He glanced back at his rifle and his knife. Both clean and didn't look like they had been used recently.

He straightened his lean body and picked up the weapons, hiding the knife on his hip and putting the rifle in the cello case located nearby. Mission accomplished. Time to return to Moriarty.

((Had technical difficulties with the color, so apologies if I did it wrong, because I think I did.))

"Why do you think I brought us here? We're going to solve the greatest murders of all time." Hotwire climbed up a ladder to the rooftop and stood next to Liz.

"We need somewhere to start. If we can clear the area, we can start investigating."

"Nice. I assume you accounted for the nyquist frequencies?" Hotwire said descending the stairs.

He walked onto the scence, and began photographing the scene... a form of evidence that wouldn't be in color for another 70 years or so.

He then started looking over the body.

"See anything else around here?"