London, 2010-12-20, 01:02

This was an average Monday afternoon; London was a hive of activity with buses slowly crawling along the congested roads, confused tourists stumbled about following ancient maps. The overwhelming noise emitted from engines and the residents of this 21st century city was deafening, but a long time ago this city was a rather different place. This was a discovery that an ordinary man named Felix Johnson would witness first hand. It all started 20 minutes earlier with an un-expected meeting with a man who seemed too engrossed with the bigger picture too see what was happening right under his nose.

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I started this story after re-reading the Pendragon books. I liked the ideas and incorporated them in this. I also enjoy Dr.Who and I derived the rest of the story from that. But I have used my own story lines and characters so I hope all the people who read it enjoy it. Here is an extract from an unposted chapter:

Felix raised his gladius, Dante charged across the plain. His thin, wiry frame got taller and wider. Not fatter just more muscular, his footsteps shook the ground. Then he let out a blood curdling scream, the assembled Romans stood shoulder to shoulder, Felix stood at the end of the line. Without giving himself time to think Felix launched himself from the formation and threw away his shield. The two warriors, Felix and Dante, met in the middle of the field, Felix let out a war cry to match Dante's. The bloodshed had begun.

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updated May 10 '11 by WilliamCook