3.4, Aaron: The beginning of the End

Hello dear precious readers!

Here's the intro to the rest of the story, so it's a bit different than previous chapters.

'Tis a tale of love, a tale of woe, a tale of a legacy.
So read on!

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I felt the cool ground beneath me as I awoke in an unknown place. Upon regaining consciousness, my entire body began to spasm and convulse, almost as if I had died and all my cells suddenly received a jolt of energy. I tried to call for help- but the sound was choked out by the twitching muscles in my chest. Fear welled up within me. What happened to me?
That something had gone terribly wrong I knew, but the extent of damage I had yet to discover.

After an eternity of flailing about, I gave up hope. I was lost in some empty place with no control over my body and no recollection of how I got there. It appeared that I was not totally hopeless, though, because the spasms did calm. I didn't know how the convulsing had lasted, but at last my body was still. I laid there for a moment as my mind tried to piece together how I got into this predicament.

 It had to be related to my latest experiment, but the exact details eluded me. I had travelled far and wide across time in my little machine, but nothing like this had ever happened and I didn't even remember using the machine. The last thing I remember was falling asleep next to Cuddles and thinking about what to plan for Flower's graduation.
My mind began to race and a surge of adrenalin mixed with panic flooded my system. I had to find a way home. I needed to get back to my family, what would they think if I didn't come back? I had never told them about my machine, what if they found it and started toying with it? It was still a prototype, and obviously not safe- well that is if it had led to me ending up here. But, most of all I needed them, they were my entire world, and they needed me too. My youngest were still in elementary- and I didn't want them to grow up without a father like I had.

With much effort I brought my self into a sitting position and looked down to my wrist where my time stream cuff should have been. I let out a sigh of relief when I found it was there. The indicator informed me that I had one more jump to make it home. Under normal circumstances I would have explored my environment and learned what I could about it, but these were not normal circumstances. Something had gone terribly wrong and I didn't want to stick around and find out what. I entered the time and space coordinates for the morning after my last memory and initiated the time stream.
Nothing happened.

I examined the cuff and everything was in order- unlike me it seemed to have made it through everything in one piece with out any obvious damage. The device still had power, and the coordinates were accurate. My stomach sank.

I fiddled with it and re-entered the coordinates at least a thousand times, but it refused to let me go home. I refused to give up, though. If there was one thing that I had learned in life, it was that I could accomplish anything with enough determination. No matter how much time it took, no matter how much effort it took, I would make it home. I would build my machine and my cuff from scratch if it was necessary. I would make it home, I had to.
Cautiously I tried to drag myself to my feet. As could be expected, my body was hesitant to comply. When upright I looked around for something to support myself on, there was a tree off in the distance where the land seemed to drop off. It seemed my best option was to make my way over to it and see if I could find the way to civilization- if there was a civilization.

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A/N: So that's the intro to the rest of the generations! Leave me a comment to let me know what you think. :)