Theorizing that one could time travel within his own lifetime, Dr. Sam Beckett stepped into the Quantum Leap accelerator… and vanished. He awoke to find himself trapped in the past, facing mirror images that were not his own, and driven by an unknown force to change history for the better. His only guide on this journey is Al, an observer from his own time, who appears in the form of a hologram that only Sam can see and hear. And so Dr. Beckett finds himself leaping from life to life, striving to put right what once went wrong, and hoping each time that his next leap will be the leap home.

It was like taking a bath in light... then having your eyes adjust to the darkness...

“Good, Anakin, good!” a voice said from his left. Before him, an older man knelt, eyes widened, two lines of light criss-crossed before his neck. The smell of burnt flesh permeated the air.

These were the first things Sam noticed as he leaped. The next things were a jumble as the voice beside him spoke again. “Kill him,” the voice said maliciously, and Sam’s eyes turned to see the voice belonging to a man in maroon and black robes, sitting in a chair closeby. “Kill him now,” the seated man said, with an air of authority.

It was then that Sam realized his arms were held out… that he was holding something. Two metal tubes, from which emanated the two rays of light poised just before the older man’s neck. The two rays of light that had the man before him sweating profusely… that were the cause of the smell of cauterized flesh, from the look of where the supine man's hands used to be.

Laser beams. He was holding laser beams. “What…” he muttered, only barely coherent as he tried to get his bearings, holding his hands completely still...

“Do it!” the voice to his left snapped, and the kneeling man gazed up at him with wide, pleading eyes.

“Oh, boy,” Sam muttered.