HHW goes to Sarajevo (1992)

Written with the help of an intoxicated AI
==HHW goes to Sarajevo in 1992==
===Chapter 1: A peaceful trip===
The plane containing many Hypothetical Hurricane Wiki users landed at Sarajevo International Airport, Bosnia, Yugoslavia. The users left the plane, got their luggage, grouped up at a nearby shop, and began exploring the city. It was March of 1992, and Bosnia and Herzegovina's Yugoslav neighbor, Croatia, was attempting to gain its independence via a war. The war had been going on for about a year. But Bosnia was safe! Or so HHW thought. Well, actually, most of them were familiar as to what would happen next, but still thought that they could get out of Sarajevo before April 6, 1992. Either way, StrawberryMaster was the first to break the silence that had been present since they left the airport.
"So! Why do you have to leave Sarajevo by April 6, 1992, again? Why such a specific date?" StrawberryMaster inquired. Finolian (or just Alex) was the first to respond to that question.
"That's the date of the beginning of the Siege of Sarajevo, for the... 14th time. This is the 14th time you've asked that.", Finolian said.
"You think you may find a war criminal here?" PresidentOfYes (POY) asked. The joke failed worse than POY did on his standardized testing, and Caleb interjected with sarcastic laughter.
"We don't know anything about war criminals," Caleb said. "Stop asking that question."
"But it's a valid question." POY stated. "We may discover someone who will-"
"POY, I swear to god."
Hypercane, who was 46 when, in 2023, they time traveled to Sarajevo in 1992, began looking for a hotel to house the 975- actually, around 16- HHW users who had stupidly brought themselves to a city that, within a month, would devolve into a siege. But Mario had assured the administration that it would be a week-or-two long educational trip to learn about Sarajevo, and that they'd be out by April 6.
"If you guys, didn't know, this is the city where Austrian Archduke Franz Ferdinand was, like, assassinated by a Bosnian Serb. I guess it's also, that city that devolved, or, really, is gonna devolve, into a siege in a couple of days, but we'll be back before then. In one of my scenarios, Yugoslavia remains, it remains a kingdom because of a different WW2 ending, but, it still breaks up! And then Bosnia- some, like, Bosnians set up a Muslim proto-state, but Croatia invades it and still besieges Sarajevo, but this time they win!" Ava told the people around here, one of them being Solaris, who had made it from Australia in time for the trip to Sarajevo, and the other being Lars, who made it from Estonia.
"Interesting," Lars, who had also made it from Estonia, replied, sounding rather disinterested.
"I found a hotel! It's really cheap, let's go in!" Hypercane said. "I could only book rooms for 15 people with the money I stol- I mean, got, though, so some- or one- of you are going to have to share a room with another."
"I'll sleep outside", POY said. He did so.
A few hours later, the rest of the group, who were all sharing a room, started to fall asleep in their respective beds.
===Chapter 2: Chaos===
Doug woke up to commotion. Looking outside he saw that Serb forces were bombarding the hotel (which was the Novotel Sarajevo Bristol). But how could this be? They had gone to sleep at March 31st, 1992. It couldn't have been April 6 already! Until Hypercane announced what had went wrong.
"The time-travelathoner... I must have rolled onto it or pressed it in my sleep. We've skipped a week- it's April 7," Hype explained. Groans erupted around the group until Gied chimed in with their opinion.
"Can't we just go back in time?", Gied explained. They then relaxed in their chair, looking all smug, as if they had solved the situation. Their suggestion was rapidly shot down Shapiro-style by the entire group, who stated that Hypercane had said more than 91 times (really, POY kept count) that the time travelathoner took 2 days to recharge. So they'd have to wait at least 2 days to go back to their present time, lest they rip a hole in the space-time continuum.
The group's mood darkened.
"It's not fair. We were gonna make the trip to learn about the history of a war that happened in this city", Gied whined.
"And it's not like we can just go somewhere else. We can't skip like chapters in a book or something", Doug said.
"It's best that we don't complain, and that we just hide out somewhere- oh look, the flag of Republika Srpska," POY pointed out. Serbs were now firing at Bosnian forces on the street next to the hotel from across the nearby river, and the entire group was in the crossfire. They ran quickly away- luckily, no one was hurt at all.
"We're gonna have to figure this out. We can't go back in time, we can't go somewhere else, and we can't stay here. So, we only have two options," Ava said.
"What do you mean, we can go somewhere else. What?" POY said.
"Well, considering how Republika Serbia or whatev-"
"Republika Srpska."
"I could not care less. Considering how Republika Srpska is trying to take over the city and they could very well be everywhere, there are not many options as to where we could go."
"Well, I have an idea. A really, really bad idea. But-"
"We're listening."
"... No, it's dumb, nevermind."
"Well, spit it out."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"NO!"
"We need any idea that we can."
"Know what, fine. I was thinking we can find an intercontinental ballist-"
"What. Was the. Idea."
"... To find guns and defend ourselves, but befor-" POY was interrupted.
"HOW IN THE WORLD IS THAT DUMB?" Ava shouted out loud.
"WE'RE A BUNCH OF TEENAGERS, WE DON'T KNOW HOW TO SHOOT!" POY's claims were disproven by various HHW members raising their hands and saying they knew how to shoot. "Oh."
"You're an idiot."
"Screw you."
"That's enough, it's not solving anything. Yes, we should get a gun, or two, or..." Hype said. He began counting under his breath. "1, 2, 3, 4-"
"5, 6, 16. There are 16 people here." Alex interjected. "We need at least one gun each. Then, we need to find a place to hide out."
"How hard can that be?" Hype asked. "Let's go to one of the hotels that is currently NOT being bombed." A plan was made.
"Look, I have a car," Lars said.
"Where in the world- how did you get that car?" Doug asked.
"I stole it." Lars replied.
"Oh."
"Hey! It can be like the HHW bus!" StrawberryMaster said.
"There are 6 seats and the back can only fit 2 people," Lars said. "So we'll have to, first, find a hiding spot, then find guns, and then transport everyone to that hiding spot and arm everyone, and that'd take, like, 2 or 3 car trips in a city that's gonna be attacked and besieged. Interesting."
"And the spot we're gonna hide out in is probably gonna be dangerous, too," Hype said.
"I guess," Lars said.
They all looked at the dashboard of the car in front of them. The map that Lars so proudly displayed was scratched up and dirty, but the major roads were all there.
"So... Hype, drive. SM stays in front. Caleb, Doug, Alex, and POY-" Lars was interrupted.
"Absolutely not. Do not. There is no wa-" Alex demanded.
"Fine. Caleb, Doug, Alex, and NXSA can go in the seats, POY-"
"No."
"Oh my- POY ca-, no, Ava and Solaris go in the back area."
"No."
"Screw you. Hype, drive. You're in charge. And I'm the gun guy, so if anyone gets in our way, just plow right through them. Understood?"
"Yep." There was a minor change- SM was replaced by Lars, who, at the time, had the sole gun in the group. Caleb, Doug, Alex, and NXSA were crowded into the seats of the car (which were only meant to house 3 people), while Ava and Solaris were put in the back area of the car, which was empty. The car drove off- directly into the territory of Republika Srpska-held lands. The Serb rebels, seeing a young Estonian holding an Uzi in a car, were surprised and immediately began firing at the car.
"So, this is what it feels like to be the good guys," Hype said, smiling.
"Yeah, this feels goooood," NXSA said, smiling.
They rode east until they reached the National Museum of Bosnia and Herzegovina. There, they rested on the steps for some time.
"Well, we're at the Museum. Hype, go drive back and get the others," Lars said.
"Are you aware of the hell I just drove through? No, not going back. Screw you... Not seriously screw you, but, like, no." Hype replied.
"Oh, for crying out loud, I'm getting sick of your attitude," Solaris yelled. "I will go myself!"
"Fine, but if you get caught, it's your own fault."
Solaris drove away to try and find the others.
"Did I say I was going to do that?" Hype asked.
"He'll get the rest of us," Caleb said.
"You really think so?"
"Yeah, I do. We have to stick together."
===Chapter 3: I need a name for this chapter, but basically we get more users===
Solaris was now driving back to get the other HHW users. Suddenly, he was interrupted by a young girl walking down the road. Since they were in very modern clothing, Solaris assumed it was an HHW user.
"Hey, what the hell are you doing here? We didn't invite you."
"Yeah, I have no clue what happened, and I saw a bunch of teenagers in modern clothing down there. Talked to them and turns out they're HHW users on a trip."
"Wait, who are you?"
"Uhhh.. Sria- Sria-72, is my wiki name".
"How in the world did you get here? The time travel-athoner only brought 16 users here."
"Well, I'm not really sure. I think there was a door that took me here or there or whatever. I'm going to go meet up with the others, I guess." "No, go... just get in the car, I guess. We're going back to get as many users as possible. The city is being besieged, after all."
"Ok." Sria hopped in, being the 17th member of the trip.
The two soon made it back, to some... news. POY had been shot in the arm by a Serb sniper.
"W or L" was the first question Kiko asked. Most people said "L", with the exception of Ribaudo, who said "or". "What? He was standing in the open. What do you expect?"
"Sympathy," POY said.
"We now have Sria somehow," Solaris said as Sria waved, "She said she walked through some door that brought her to Bosnia, or, here." The group began saying a jumble of words such as "Hi" and "Welcome to Sarajevo" and "Welcome to hell". Solaris then began calling more people into the car.
"Ribaudo and I stay in the front, P- um... fine, POY and-"
"No, absolutely not," Ribaudo interrupted. "Do not-"
"Fine. POY will be thrown in the back-"
"I will throw him into a gutter before you do that."
"Ugh."
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