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Which Eternal Lie; Time travel fic
Topic Started: October 28, 2007, 4:54 pm (15,761 Views)
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Chapter 82

"Why do I gotta wear these ugly-ass pants?", muttered Dave.

"Dude, we're gonna do work on the farm, and that is the Mackenzie tartan", said Kirk.

"It's still ugly. I wanna wear my jeans", he muttered, putting on the plaid trousers.

"Greta's gonna fix them. You can't have your jeans fall apart, and show everyone your dick. You want Lachlan to hand you over to the cops?", retorted Lars.

"No, jails back then sucked. Hmm, Greta's gonna fix them? Great, she's got nice tits", he chuckled.

"Same old Dave, going back in time hasn't changed you one bit. Lachlan says we have to do some chores, his kids are coming back from Oslo today", saidk Cliff.

"I hope we don't have to break rocks", grumbled Dave.

"No, we gotta feed the chickens, milk the cows, shit like that. The girls are gonna be busy in the kitchen. Either that, you can help Daniel", said James.

"How many kids you guys have?", he asked curiously.

"James and Jeanie have two, Parlan and Alanna. Lars and Violet have Beatrice, Kirk and Mary have Keith, and Morag and I have Penny and Sebastian. That's six kids in total. And Daniel and Amy have Annaly and Rory. Annaly is his daughter from his first marriage", said Cliff.

"Damn, you guys are the last people I ever thought would get married and have kids", he joked.

"Shit happens, Mustaine. Maybe you'll change too", replied Kirk thoughtfully.

"Whatever. I'll help Daniel, he gonna need help with all those kids", he said.

"He's in the gareden, in the back of the house", replied Kirk.


Dave followed the sounds of children's voices. He couldn't help but smile at the sight. The older children were chasing each other, playing tag, screaming happily. The babies were sleeping on a blanket, their soft snores echoing in the breeze.

A pang of sadness hit him, as he took a deep breath. Everyone looks so happy. I wish I grew up like that, he mused, fighting the tears stinging his eyes.

"Aye, Master Mustaine, welcome. What is your business?", asked Daniel.

"I thought you might need help with the kids. You need help?", he asked.

"Aye, very kind of you, Dave. Do you have a wife and children of your own?", he asked.

He sighed. "No, Daniel. I don't think I'll ever have kids. I'm too fucked up, and my parents were totally fucked up. I'd probably end up killing my kids", he chuckled sardonically.

"Dave, do not swear in front of the children. And secondly, did your parents beat you? You are not going to hurt children. Annaly told me about last night. You are not a madman nor an outlaw, nor are you a cruel man. A cruel man would have hurt her, but you did not. There is goodness in you", he said, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"How did you meet the Metallica guys?", he asked, changing the subject.

Daniel chuckled. "It is a long story, Dave. Let us sit down, and I shall tell you everything", he said.

When it was finished, Dave had a grin on his face. "Damn, this is starting to sound like a Sir Walter Scott novel. I do want to get back, but it's not as bad as I thought it would be. I do want to get a hold of that hippie chick, though", he said thoughtfully.

"How exactly did you get here?", asked Daniel.

"Like I said, I hooked up with some hippie chick, we got it on, I passed out, and I woke up in the middle of a forest, they tied me up and stashed me in the barn", he explained.

"Maybe there is something in the forest. Perhaps that is the key to the entire mystery", he mused aloud.
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"Why do I gotta wear these ugly-ass pants?", muttered Dave." hahaha, poor Dave, that was funny :lol:
I feel sorry for him feeling he'd be shitty parent :( Maybe it's time for him to find some good woman :P
And I wonder about this forest :o
Awesome! :heart:
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Aha - so part of the mystery is coming together then? (Okay they'll have to have a good look in the forest which seems like it's either going to be a very good thing or a very bad thing but still!)

ANd it's nice to see Dave actually getting along with people - even if he does have to wear ugly ass trousers ;)
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Dave is awesome in this. I giggled my way through that entire chapter.
I loved that Annaly can see past the rough boy image and told everyone that he is really nice.
I sooooo can't wait for more of this!
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I got some time before work, so here's another chapter :)

Chapter 83

"Dave, get dressed. Lachlan says the kids are gonna be here soon", commaded Lars.

"I am dressed, dipshit. Why do I gotta dress up anyway? He's not my boss, and the kids won't notice", he grumbled.

"Dave, you are lucky he hasn't sent you to Bergen to the authorities. And like you said, jails here suck. Now put on the outfit and go downstairs", said Lars.

Dave flipped him off, examining the outfit on the bed. They consisted of a kilt, stockings, a plaid, a white shirt, and black boots, all in the Mackenzie tartan.

"I'm complaining that Poison look like chicks, and I'm wearing a kilt. At least I'm not wearing makeup", he chuckled, getting dressed.

"Well, I don't look too bad. I bet the Metallica guys look just as dumb as I do", he said, fastening the plaid to the kilt with the pin.

He walked downstairs and noticed everyone standing on the front porch. Lachlan, Inga, the band and their families were all dressed in Mackenzie tartan, making them appear almost like an army.

"Glad you could join us, Master Mustaine. My son and daughter are arriving from Oslo. They should be here shortly", said Lachlan.

"Why were they in Oslo?", he asked.

"They attend boarding school there. They are arriving for the summer holiday", he replied.

"Cool, just like back home", he chuckled.

Just then, a carriage slowly approached the house. It was an elegant, horse-drawn carriage, pulled by two black horses. The driver wore Mackenzie tartan, the family coat of arms painted on the side.

The door opened and two teenagers stepped out. They were twins, a boy and a girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old. The boy was tall and thin, dark brown falling to his shoulders. He wore a short black jacket over a white shirt, and a Mackenzie kilt.

Dave paid no attention to the boy, for his gaze was riveted to the girl. She was a vision, easily the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen.

She was tall and slim, dark brown wavy hair a contrast to her fair skin. It was pulled back into an elegant knot, accentuating her lovely face with its full lips, high cheekbones and porcelain complexion. Her figure was revealed by the pale blue silk gown she wore, exposing her generous cleavage and tiny waist. Even from the distance, he could see that her eyes were a vivid blue-green, the color of polished turquoise.

"Sean, Bridget, welcome home. How was your journey?", asked Inga, embracing her children.

"It was uneventful, Mama. I cannot wait for the dance", said Sean, a gleam in his eyes.

"Aye, Mama. I just wish to relax and have a bath. Then I want to hear everything", said Bridget, speaking with a slight, but elegant Norwegian accent.

"Mustaine, get a grip. If Lachlan sees you, he'll kick your ass", whispered Lars, poking him in the ribs.

"Fuck she's gorgeous. I bet she'll look even better naked", he chuckled, a gleam in his eyes.
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"I'm complaining that Poison look like chicks, and I'm wearing a kilt. At least I'm not wearing makeup", he chuckled, getting dressed.


That was awesome!!! :horns: Dave in a kilt my God! :drool :drool


I wonder if he's going to have a thing for Bridget. :wink
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Chapter 84

"How was your journey, Miss Bridget?", asked Greta, unlacing her corset.

Bridget sighed with relief, drawing a deep breath. "Aye, that feels good. Our journey was uneventful, the weather agreeable. And who was that redhaired man?", she asked, sinking into the tub with a sigh.

Greta frowned. "He is a madman that emerged from the woods. Christopher subued him and took him to the barn. Your father led him stay, why, I do not know", she said, finding a sponge and soap.

"Really? He does not seem like a madman. What is his name?", she asked.

"His name is Dave Mustaine, and he is neither Norwegian nor British", she replied, washing her with the sponge.

"Odd, we do not see many foreigners here. He is very fit, nonetheless", she giggled.

"Miss Bridget, your father will not approve. Who knows what he is? He could be escaped from the asylum, or an outlaw. Let the authroties in Bergen handle it", she admonished.

"Greta, you sound like a mother hen. I am merely curious, that is all", she replied.

"Miss Bridget, your father wishes to introduce you to his partners' sons at the party this weekend. If you are seen with Master Mustaine, it shall ruin your chances to wed a man of means. It will bring shame upon the family", she warned.

"Greta, you worry too much. Now hand me a towel", she ordered.


Dave was still in a daze as he watched the children with Daniel. The older kids chased each other, the babies lying on a blanket.

Damn, Bridget is one gorgeous chick. She's much hotter than any girl in LA, he mused, a smile on his lips.

"Dave, I saw you looking at Miss Bridget. A word of advice, do not. She is an heiress, and you are but a servant this house. Her father is arranging a party for her to meet eligible suitors. She is not for the likes of you", he said kindly.

"What about Kirk? His wife's the ward of Laird Mackenzie, how come he got to marry her?", he shot back.

"Kirk rescued her from a forced marriage. He is also a gentleman, the laird saw that and relented. Dave, you are no gentleman, and you have yet to accomplish anything worthy of her", said Daniel.

"Yeah Mustaine. If Lachlan catches you together, he'll probably send her away and maybe kill you. Stop thinking with your dick", retorted Lars.

"You're the one to talk, Ulrich. Does your wife know of all the shit you've done?", he asked.

"Yeah, I was honest with her. Do what Daniel says, there's other chicks here", he said.

"I formed Megadeth, I write the songs, sing, all that shit. Does that count?", he asked sarcastically.

"No. People here don't listen to that. Take my advice, Mustaine", said Lars, walking away.
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Poor Dave. :( I hope that Bridget will sneak off with him. I know she shouldn't be they would be great together. Or maybe Dave can prove himself. :dance
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"Fuck she's gorgeous. I bet she'll look even better naked", he chuckled, a gleam in his eyes.
^^ That was an absolutely winning line :)

Trust Mustaine to fall in lust with an unsuitable chick - although I'm sure he'll do his best to get with her!
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Chapter 85

"So Mustaine, exactly how did you get here?", asked James.

Dave sighed. "I told you already. I hooked up with some hippie chick, I got some, she gave me some drink, I passed out and I wound up here. How many times I gotta tell you that?", he growled.

"That sounds odd, Master Mustaine. And what is a hippie?", asked Jeanie.

"Hippies smoke a ton of pot, believe in peace and love and all that shit. That must've been some strong acid", he chuckled.

"That just doesn't add up. If you were on acid, you would just be tripping, imagining everything. You wouldn't have gone back in time", said Cliff thoughtfully.

"Well, she did give me this", said Dave, reaching into his pockets. He took out a pendant suspended on a chain.

Violet frowned, looking closely at the pendant. She took out her own pendant, comparing the two.

"Master Mustaine, this looks like my own pendant. But how?", she wondered aloud.

Dave handed her the pendant, as she examined them. She realized that each pendant was part of a whole, that they meant to fit together.

"Hey look, they fit together. Freaky", said Kirk.

Violet took a deep breath, and fitted the pendants together. They fit perfectly with an audible click.

Suddenly, the blue stones glowed, a golden light emanating from within. The glow became brighter, but the force was too much for her. The power of the two stones caused her to fall backwards onto the bed almost violently.

"Violet!", shouted Lars, holding his wife.

The stones turned back to their normal blue color, as they unlatched falling to the ground. Dave picked them up and put them back into his pocket.

"What the fuck was that?", asked James in shock.

"Those stones have some sort of power. If Dave has one, and Violet has one... Dave, that hippie chick must've used the stone to send you back in t ime. When the stones were joined, it created a lot of energy. Looks like we gotta wait for the next blue moon or red sky", said Cliff.

"Fuck, how long is that?", grumbled Dave.

"I got no idea. If we had an almanac, we'd know for sure", said Lars.

"I shall ask Master Mackenzie if he has an almanac. That way we shall know for sure", said Morag, heading downstairs.

She arrived several minutes later, carrying a large, leather-bound book. This is the almanac, it is in Norwegian, though", she said.

Lars opened the book, scanning the pages until he found the cycles of the moon. "Okay, let's see. The next blue moon is going to be on May 16, 1746", he read.

"Shit, that long?", grumbled Cliff.

"Today's date is May 12, 1745. We're stuck here for almost a year. We just have to make the most of it. And hopefully we'll get back in time. I wonder if the time stood still or did it move?", asked Kirk.

"Dave what year was it when you left?", asked James.

"It was 1988", he replied.

"Shit, time did move. I wonder if anyone remembered us?", asked Cilff.

"Yeah, did they forget us?", mused Lars.
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Woah - things are slowly beginning to make sense - at least about how they were sent back in time and what have you - I loved how you described about the amulet coming together.

And time is still passing while they are in history? Oh hell... it's going to be interesting when they go back again!
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I really wonder if they were remembred since they left. Has anyone been searching for them?
This chapter was soooooooooo good. I wonder if the hippie chick is some sort of modern relative of Violets.

Damn. I need more! :dance
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mmmm strange,
I wonder what will happen, but Dave must of noticed it if the guys were gone for a couple of years, but it seems that they can go back to the future
oooh I want to read more
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I feel sorry for Dave with Bridget :( But maybe there's some way they could be together?
And I wonder what's exactly up with the pendants, and now when they know when will be next blue moon, if they will come back to the future... Awesome story :horns2 :heart:
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Chapter 86

"I look like a dork", muttered Dave, looking at his reflection in the mirror.

"Dave, this is how people dressed back then. And you can't wear that Venom shirt. They're gonna think you're a Satanist", said Lars.

"Whatever. I think we looked weird, but hell, everybody probably looks as bad as we do", shrugged Kirk.

They all wore traditional Norwegian clothes: black breeches, white shirts, red embroidered vests and black boots with white socks. They were getting ready for the party. Almost everyone in the valley had been invited, and the house was buzzing with excitement.

"Oh, don't worry, Mustaine. The girls are wearing weird dresses with aprons and a lot of flowers and these big hats. It looks dumb, but hey, what do we know?", asked James rhetorically.

"Yeah, and Lachlan invited his partners from his business to come. He wants them to introduce their sons to Bridget, and he wants to introduce their daughters to Sean. What do they got that I don't?", retorted Dave.

"They're probably rich and gentlemen, unlike you, Mustaine. If Lachlan caught you two together, you're gonna be in big trouble", said Kirk.

"Hammett, then how come you got to marry your wife?", he shot back.

"Kirk rescued Mary from her kidnappers. And Mary wasn't the heiress that Bridget is. What do you got, Mustaine?', asked Lars sarcastically.

"I formed Megadeth, I write, play guitar, and sing. That should count for something", he muttered.

"No, Mustaine. Now let's get ready for the party", said Lars.


Bridget scanned the crowd, holding a glass of punch. She had a bland look on her face, surveying the room.

The boys here are so dull, papa's partner's sons. I know I must marry one of them, but I want to have fun first, she mused.

"Miss Bridget, why are you not with the other young people?", asked Jeanie.

"Mistress Hetfield, I am bored. These fops are only interested in me because of Papa's money", she said bitterly.

"Miss Bridget, you are a lovely young woman. Surely there must be a man who loves you", she said innocently.

"Hah! Mistress Hetfield, I am an heiress. They only want Papa's fortune. Sean, he can marry whomever he wishes, as long as she is not a peasant", she said bitterly.
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