In another part of town, deep in the basement of The University of Los Angeles' Time and Energy lab (ULATE), the lights were burning bright as they had been for several months now. In the middle of the lab, a short, middle-aged man with graying hair and a short beard worked feverishly on a large, metal tube about six foot tall and four foot wide. The tube was connected to a large bank of computers via a thick cable.
Finally, the last bolt was tightened and he quickly climbed down to the ground.
"Ah, at last." He breathed. "It's finally ready."
"It's about time." A voice boomed behind him.
The man jumped a foot in the air and spun around. No matter how many times he heard that voice, he still was frightened by it. He could also never hear when the figure behind that voice came into his lab.
The man looked at the figure lurking in the shadows. Even though the mysterious figure was some distance away, the man heard him as if the figure was right beside him.
"I...I wish you wouldn't do that." The man said.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Dr. Chronos." The figure said, not sounding sorry at all.
Dr. Chronos let it go. After all, the figure had financed his whole operation while others simply laughed at the whole idea of time travel. The figure in the shadows continued.
"When will you be ready? I had to take care of a slight problem a short while ago. Someone has been trying to interfere with your work." The figure said.
Dr. Chronos decided not to ask how the figure took care of the problem. "I've told my assistants to dress themselves properly for the time we're going to. As soon as they arrive, we'll be ready to leave."
"Excellent." The figure replied with a slight laugh. "You have everything thought out?"
"Oh, yes." Chronos said smiling, "We've all taken language courses and studied the customs of the times. All the gear we need has already been placed in the time capsule and I've set the co- ordinates for the correct time and place."
"Very good, Dr. Chronos." The figure replied, "I hope it works out well for you."
"Thank you, sir." Dr. Chronos replied with an evil smile. "I'm finally going to have revenge-big time revenge-on those who have hurt me so much!"
"And revenge for me as well." The figure answered, "If you do this right, I'll make you in charge of time. You will be able to control it to your whims."
"Yes, I will." Dr. Chronos said slowly. "There are so many things, so many wrongs in world history that I want to correct."
Just as he said this, the door to his lab opened and Dr. Chronos' four assistants came into the lab. They were dressed in long brown tunics and sandals, and had short beards on their faces. They seemed eager to go.
"What took you four so long?" Dr. Chronos demanded. "Never mind, never mind." He continued before any of them could answer. "Get into the capsule."
"Yes, Dr. Chronos." One of his assistants, named Larry, answered.
Dr. Chronos turned back to the figure he was talking to, but the figure was gone. Shaking his head, Dr. Chronos walked over to a locker and changed out of his twentieth-century suit and into a brown tunic like his assistants. Then, making sure he had no visible signs of the twentieth century on him, he walked into the capsule and shut the door. It sealed up by itself. Dr. Chronos settled down in front of the computer while his assistants stood around him.
"Ready to change history, gentlemen?" He asked smugly.
"Ready, Dr. Chronos!" The four men answered.
Dr. Chronos pushed several buttons and threw a switch. Inside, nothing seemed to happen, but to the mysterious figure watching from the outside, the capsule seemed to blur, then disappear.
Mr. Zero stepped over to where the capsule once was, threw his head
back and laughed.
"You're an...an...angel?" Davy gasped, gripping the edge of the kitchen chair.
"I am." Elizabeth replied, smiling at him.
Mike just shook his head. "I'm sorry, Elizabeth, but I can't believe you're an angel. I mean, where's your wings?"
Instead of getting angry, Elizabeth's smile grew even brighter.
"You are just like your ancestor Thomas, who wouldn't believe our Lord has risen from the dead unless he had seen the nail wounds and put his hand into the Lord's side."
Elizabeth looked down and suddenly she began to glow. Within a few seconds, Peter's clothes had disappeared from her and were replaced with a shining white robe. She looked up and smiled at Mike while her wings appeared and slowly unfolded before them all. The glow slowly faded from her.
The four Monkees stood dumbfounded at the sight. Peter fainted and began to fall, but Elizabeth stretched out her hand and he gently lay down on the floor. Micky, Mike and Davy fell to their knees, but Elizabeth gently took their arms and pulled them up.
"Do not pay me any homage." She said sternly, "Only God alone is worthy of praise."
She walked over to where Peter was in a faint. She touched his cheek and he woke up. Elizabeth helped him stand up.
Mike found his voice. "I'm sorry I doubted you, Elizabeth." He said, "I just needed to see things with my own eyes."
"That's ok, Mike." Elizabeth replied, "And yes, you are a descendent of Saint Thomas, or 'doubting Thomas' as he is sometimes known."
Elizabeth put her hands together and instantly, she was back to wearing the white dress she had been found in, now all clean and patched up.
"Your clothes are back in your dresser, Peter." Elizabeth smiled. "Let's sit down, I know you four have lots of questions for me."
The five of them settled in the living room, sitting on various chairs and the sofa. Elizabeth put her hands on her lap and began to explain.
"I know the biggest question you four have right now, is how I, being an angel with great powers, ended up unconscious on the beach."
The Monkees all nodded their heads.
"Well, the truth is that I was in a fight. Some of Satan's minions came after me and tried to kill me. The storm you had not too long ago was me fighting off the demons."
"And you lost?" Micky ventured.
"No, I won." Elizabeth laughed, "You thought I looked bad, you should've seen the others."
Everybody laughed at that. Elizabeth continued.
"The fight drained me, though, and I literally fell to Earth. I just had enough power to change back into human form before I lost consciousness."
"Why would they try to kill you?" Peter asked, shocked that someone would try to hurt someone as beautiful as Elizabeth.
"While in human form, I had been investigating some suspicious activities at the University of Los Angeles' Time and Energy lab. I found out there is a Dr. Chronos who is doing experiments in time travel."
"Time travel?" Davy repeated. "I thought that was science fiction."
"It seems Dr. Chronos had been financed for years by a mysterious figure who wants him to travel back in time." Elizabeth answered. "If you travel back and change just the smallest thing, it can have drastic results years later."
"Sort of like if you go back and kill your grandparents accidentally, you'd never be born." Micky replied.
"That's exactly right, Micky." Elizabeth said.
"So why are you interested in this?" Mike asked.
Elizabeth sighed. This was going to be the hard part. "Because I have reason to believe Dr. Chronos is going to go back in time and do something that will drastically affect the entire world for centuries to come. Something so terrible it will change history as we know it-for the worse."
In the long silence that followed, Peter finally asked the question. "What will Dr. Chronos do?"
"He wants to go back in time and prevent our Lord Jesus from dying on the cross." Elizabeth said very softly.
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