And then there were 3 (1)

It all started at a 3 way intersection, I wasn't sure where i wanted to go, or what i wanted to do, I closed my eyes for just a second during the red light and it happened, 'what if' i thought and all of a sudden i saw them. The first two, one went left, and one went right. It was my rv it was....me but how could there be three of me i thought, i decided to follow the me that went left but somehow it was like i could see out of that man's eyes but they were my own, i could feel and hear and see the thoughts of the man. He was carefree and on his way to the beach, his hair was different then mine, blonde and spiked, much shorter, he was tan, he had friends, he just seemed so lucky, his favorite song playing loudly on the radio as he drove.

*erratic honking*

I open my eyes and im still at the light, only now its yellow, the person behind me doesn't sound very happy to have had to wait. I shook my head thinking that couldn't actually have happened, when the light turns green I take a left. I figure maybe ill head to the beach. Who knows maybe I'll meet some friends, I hadnt really spent time with anyone since my accident.

*cut to the accident*

Suited up and straped in I was excited, itd been so long since I'd been on a snow board but Its just like riding a bike as they say, the feeling of my board carving through the fresh powder on trails that aren't run often used to be my escape, where I felt most free, its almost like im flying, the bite of the cold wind is only slightly muted by my mask and goggles. Been when you fly there can be accidents, I was riding a new trail a friend had told me about the year before. I found a few new areas to ramp off of and really get some air! The last one though wasn't supposed to be that high, I had no idea...

*snaps back to him in the rv*

What could have happened, it seemed so real. I couldn't have been in his head for more then a minute but i feel as though i knew the man's whole life, like it was my own we had the same parents but he made different choices with his life people were....nicer to him. I could still feel the man's presence but i also feel another, the second man, the one who went right. I looked around for somewhere to park. If I'm getting this crazy oppertunity how could I not want to see in both their heads if I can. There was a shady place under a large bushy tree I decided would be perfect. And so I went towards the back and layed down on my built in couch. I closed my eyes and it happened all of a sudden I was in his head. Just like last time I had no control over what happened but I could feel everything he thought, I saw through his eyes, and thats when I felt it. The icy feeling that had completely overtaken him. He kept thinking about how his, or i guess our, parents treated him. The beatings, the burns, the time outs for hours and hours in a pitch black room. We just couldn't take it anymore someone needed to take it away our pain our fear. Our need was to hurt someone else. And then we began to think of something else. Our playdates the breaking into their houses while they slept. Then hurting them.

*snaps back to reality in a cold sweat*

What happened I dont understand how could he be so cold. How could his, our, parents do that. Thats not the mom and dad I grew up with, they could never...am I *tears slowly start to fall* a murderer? No I can't be I havnt done anything but he was so cold. I dont want this anymore i don't want to see these people these versions of me, the things they do its horrifying.

And then it happened. All of a sudden there was a bright flash of light and someone was standing beside where I was parked, I was immediately on alert mode hoping I wouldn't have to defend myself but fully prepared to do so.

"Chris? I'm Allen. Troy Allen, from earth 73562. But you can call me Allen. We believe you might have a little gift we will call it. We call people like you the prophets, somehow you all have the ability to help us track down criminals. We found you because you have the most average life out of all of your different, incarnations, each one of them out there has done something special, but not you. But now you can. You can help us clean up after your own damn messes".

I was bewildered, who is this guy and how does he know what's going on with me? And what does he mean my messes. That doesn't make any sense, i saw inside the head of another me? What does that even really mean. But i knew, who else could they be, why could my mind just fall into theirs so easily.

"Show me" I said.

A flash of light put us into a new room, it seemed similar to a office building filled with cubicles but the technology was considerably more advanced.

"This is where you're going to be working from now on, when you're not on field assignments that is. Every single person on this floor is just like you, they all have the ability to see through the eyes of other versions of themselves. The computers we work on here keep track of every movement each of your counterparts makes throughout the whole of the multiverse, but we can get further into that after your training period. It usually takes about 2 weeks before you actually get to come up here, then you study each situation and fill out the forms that go along with your change or removal request, if approved you get to go take care of business." Allen explained as they walked toward the elevator. He pushed the call button and the doors opened immediately, as soon as they were inside the doors closed and Allen pressed one of the 81 buttons and all of a sudden we were back in what seemed to be a recreation of my old high school science classroom.

"The room looks different to everyone based on where they feel most comfortable, we didn't build a whole room just for you don't worry " Allen chuckled, "thats always the first question we get, don't worry i didn't read your mind ".

Still blown away by everything that has happened in the last 20 minutes I really needed a moment to to breathe and let my mind try to catch up to whats happening. So, multiverse isn't just a theory anymore its a real thing? That is so cool! I know I'm definitely not in any sort of physical condition to do well in a fight. "What exactly did you mean by messes" I asked dripping with curiosity.

"Show you everything and all you question is what the job is? I like it boy, you're going to make a fine prophet. the job is as simple, but ill let the training video answer any easy questions you might have and we can get slightly more in depth after."

The wall shifts and a giant video appears, along with a pair of wireless headphones. As I watched, it started to explain the relationship between me and my other selves a bit better. How we were all born because each time, what they referred to as the alpha or primary universe version of each of us, made a choice that had multiple options. each unpicked option starts a new doppelganger, DG for short.

"Alright boy, its time for you to meet some people." Allen said with a mischevious smile