The day had begun like any other, but today each of them was presented with a kit which could produce an unique substance. This substance would allow them to recall all their memories from the previous timeline. This was one of the many days that humanity would forget.Â<br/><br/>Kevin cradled the grey box. It was roughly the double the size of two hands placed together with the symbol of NERC molded into its front. He was part of a program which trained people to change the world, such that NERC would always be the dominant ruling party of the world in that timeline. The Chrono Project.Â<br/><br/>He took out a sheet of lined paper and began to write:Â<br/><span style="font-style: italic"> Time travel: Things to remember<br/>1. The Butterfly effect<br/>2. Producing D-30 asap<br/>3. Train Tracks effect<br/>4.</span><br/><br/>His hand paused at this point before continuing,<span style="font-style: italic"> NERC must remain as a research company.</span><br/><br/>He folded the sheet of paper and slipped it into the grey case. He smiled and nodded absentmindedly at a fellow group of students of the project before leaving the room. He glanced at his watch: 17 30. Two and a half hours before it began.Â<br/><br/>Communication lines were closely monitored so all he could do is hope that his comrades would be there on time. His fingers danced over the black keypad before entering his room. He walked towards the bed until he heard the whirl of the automated security locking the door.Â<br/><br/>Kevin made a beeline to the desk, opening the drawer for yet another plastic case. He opened it to reveal a glinting pistol, the Faust-14. He stocked up the other two clips into a pouch and secured it onto his belt.Â<br/><br/>It was a good thing that the security sensors were only located at sensitive zones and random corridors. NERC will pay for their low-budget security.<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>Dimitri took a calming breath as the stolen vehicle rolled into the NERC compound. The rifle he carried was tucked below him and all he had on his advantage was tinted windows and a silenced pistol. He gulped as they rolled into the security checkpoint. The reinforced security doors was blocking their way and another was sealing them in from behind. "You sure this is going to work?" A slight Russian accent flavored his voice.Â<br/><br/>"Relax, just keep your pistol at the ready." The driver huffed. They were outnumbered two to one even inside the sealed security checkpoint and if this did not work- "Shit! Biometric sensors, looks like the intel was wrong and we will have to shoot our way out."<br/><br/>Dimitri's fingers tensed around the trigger as the guards stared suspiciously at the APC. The guard tugged at his side of the door, finding it locked, he raised his rifle. Dimitri fired the pistol only to realize the safety was still on. "Shit!" He unlocked the door and kicked it open, sending the guard sprawling on the floor.Â<br/><br/>He flicked the safety off and fired twice into the man's skull. Grey chunks and red liquid splashed on the monochrome tiles. He looked up to see that all of the Resistance members had survived and the NERC guards were dead.Â<br/><br/>"Okay, someone get in the control center, send the false alarm signal to buy us some time and open the damn door!" The driver barked.Â