Chapter 25: The Tesla Paradox: Guiding the Lightning
Jack and Kate followed Tesla through the labyrinthine back areas of the World’s Fair, eventually arriving at a small, cluttered workshop. The air hummed with electrical energy, and strange devices lined every available surface.
“Welcome to my humble laboratory,” Tesla said, gesturing around with a flourish. “Now, perhaps you can explain to me who you really are, and why you possess technology that, by my calculations, should not exist for at least another century.”
Jack and Kate exchanged uneasy glances. The Temporal Prime Directive – their oath to minimize interference with the past – weighed heavily on their minds. But they also knew that Tesla was no ordinary 19th-century inventor.
“Mr. Tesla,” Kate began cautiously, “what we’re about to tell you must remain absolutely confidential. The fate of the future – of all potential futures – depends on it.”
Tesla’s eyes gleamed with interest. “My dear, discretion has always been my watchword. Please, proceed.”
Over the next hour, they gave Tesla a carefully edited version of their mission. They explained the concept of temporal protection, the dangers of anachronistic technology, and the threat posed by the Syndicate.
“Fascinating,” Tesla murmured, pacing the workshop. “Your presence here, the very nature of time travel, confirms several of my more… esoteric theories. But tell me, why come to me? Surely there are others in this time who could assist you.”
Jack stepped forward. “Because, Mr. Tesla, history remembers you as one of the greatest minds of this or any era. Your work laid the foundation for much of the technology we use in our time. We believe you have the intellect and the discretion to help us without risking further temporal contamination.”
Tesla’s expression turned thoughtful. “And yet, by involving me at all, have you not already altered the course of history? The very knowledge you’ve imparted could change everything I do from this point forward.”
Kate nodded grimly. “It’s a risk we had to take. The Syndicate’s interference was too great to handle alone. We need your help to track down any remaining temporal anomalies at the Fair and neutralize them.”
“Besides,” Jack added with a wry smile, “who’s to say this conversation wasn’t always part of the timeline? Maybe this is where you got some of your more revolutionary ideas.”
Tesla chuckled. “A charming thought, Detective Thorne. Very well, I shall assist you. But I have one condition.”
“Name it,” Kate said, though her tone was cautious.
“When this is all over, I want you to tell me one thing about the future. Not a technological advancement or a historical event, but something… personal. A glimpse of how humanity progresses on a more intimate level.”
Jack and Kate shared a look. It was a small request, seemingly harmless. But they both knew that even the tiniest piece of future knowledge could have unforeseen consequences.
Before they could respond, their Temporal Anchors buzzed in unison. A holographic display sprang to life, showing a map of the fairgrounds with several pulsing red dots.
“More anomalies,” Jack growled. “The Syndicate must have planted multiple devices.”
Tesla leaned in, studying the hologram with undisguised fascination. “Remarkable. These locations correspond to some of the Fair’s most advanced exhibits. If we act quickly, we may be able to prevent further temporal contamination.”
As they prepared to head out, Kate turned to Tesla. “Mr. Tesla, we appreciate your help, but we need you to understand the gravity of the situation. Anything you see or learn today…”
“Must remain locked away, never to directly influence my work,” Tesla finished with a nod. “I understand, my dear. The burden of knowledge is one I am well accustomed to bearing.”
They left the workshop, moving swiftly through the Fair. But as they approached the first anomaly site, Jack couldn’t shake a nagging doubt.
“Kate,” he murmured, “are we doing the right thing? Involving Tesla, risking changes to the timeline?”
Kate’s expression was resolute. “We don’t have a choice, Jack. Sometimes, to protect the future, we have to put our faith in the past.”
As they arrived at the Electricity Building, its displays now flickering with anachronistic power, Jack hoped that faith was not misplaced. The consequences of their actions here would echo through time, shaping the very future they sought to protect.
With Tesla at their side, they stepped into the building, ready to face whatever temporal chaos the Syndicate had unleashed. The game of cat and mouse across time had taken an unexpected turn, and the stakes had never been higher.
