The still air in downtown New York was interrupted by no sound until a hissing buzz sounded and the time machine materialized in the middle of a bridge. Yellowfang tumbled out and sighed in relief when her paws met solid ground.

Yellowfang: Ughhhhhhh my poor stomach! Where are we, floating demon?

Wikipedia: *serenely floating in the air* 'Scuse you. *grumbles and steps onto the bridge* Um, somewhere over a river in New York City. I'm....actually not sure what happens today. It's only 2001, so nothing incredibly—

She stops suddenly and a look of total horror and pity crosses her face.

Yellowfang: Oh, great.

Wikipedia: *a quiet tear rolls down her blue face* September 9th, 2001. We have a good view from here. I suppose that's why the time machine wanted us to land here.

Wikipedia indicates two huge tall buildings in front of them. A solemn silence hangs in the air; even Yellowfang doesn't dare disturb it. Something great and terrible is happening here on this simple day in September.

Yellowfang: Hey, look! A plane!

Wikipedia: Yes...watch, idiot, stop commenting.

The plane grows nearer and clearer and is almost past the World Trade Center when it changes course and with nearly no sound from their distance, the magnificent towers explode and fall in an unearthly display of beauty and menace.

Yellowfang: *watches in respectful silence; horrified* C-can we go?

Wikipedia: Yeah. Yeah, we should go.

They board the time machine and in a flash of blue light, they are gone as sirens wail and cry, mourning the terrible loss.

oh frick so sad (and short--sorry xD) :( listening to air catcher as i write this. it fits. written by leopard.