“ Taylor…Chelsea..” Zac croaked. He could hear them far ahead, talking.
Loud pounding, people coming down the stairs.
“ Zac!” Taylor cried, enveloping him in a hug. He pulled away, wrinkling his nose.
“ Zac, you’re slimy.. what happened?”
“ Dragon drool.” Zac replied, coughing.
Chelsea and Taylor’s eyes widened.
“ Thor is down there.” Zac explained.
“ Zac.. did he.. did you get hurt?” Chelsea demanded.
“ No.. he’s asleep.”
“ Ok, good.”
“ Zac, I’m sorry.” Taylor said suddenly.
“ Why?” Zac asked.
“ For leaving you with our mother and father. It’s just we didn’t think we could get you. You were the one they had chosen as to take after them. We had to rescue you later.. but we didn’t get the chance.”
“ You remember?” Zac asked.
“ Yes.. I don’t know why. It all just came back.” Taylor replied.
Chelsea’s head went up sharply.
“ They are near.” She hissed. She turned to Zac. “ Zac, on that day.. you say that they traveled back.. What did they bring with them? Did they have any known intentions.”
Zac thought hard, remembering that day…
Zac watched carefully at his parents. They did not see him, thankfully. They were collecting things. What were they?
Zac edged a bit closer, careful not to get anything on his pressed black cape that fell behind him.
He ducked behind a pillar, before peering out again.
A cauldron of fluid boiled before his mother. He surpressed a gasp. She really was a witch. She reached a long, sleek white had into the liquid, and grasped something, pulling it out. A bottle. A time bottle. Two of them. She put them on chains and put one around her neck and one around fathers.
The fluid inside the bottles was black and white at the same time, churning continually.
And then the monster thing crept out of the shadows. It was scraggly with long fur scraping along the ground and a sharp crooked grin…
“ They brought two time bottles and a monster with them.” Zac recalled.
“ Time bottles? What are those?”
“ They’re for two reasons. One is for keeping them in the time they want to be. If the bottle is broken at any time while on their travel or away from their present time, their bodies will be ripped apart by the time scale. That is, without the bottles, they will be ripped half back to their time and half staying in the time they traveled to, killing them. The other purpose for having these bottles is to keep souls in.” Zac explained.
“ Souls?” Taylor asked.
“ Yes. They catch souls and trap them. When they have a person’s soul, they possess the body too. Soul catchers are very useful in killing people.” Zac nodded." I remember what they think we'd be interfeering with. They said that theyw ant to come and steal souls. It gives them more power and an army of zombies. They didn't want us in their way. They want us dead."
“ Oh..” Chelsea said. “ Sounds peachy keen…”
Taylor could only sigh before he passed out.