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Ashley couldn't stop staring at the eggs she had discovered. She knew there were thieves around. These eggs seemed to be calling out to her. Instinctively, she took a step forward. There was a pure aura around these eggs. She didn't want to mess it up. Then she took another step forward. The draw seemed forceful, she couldn't turn her back no matter how hard she tried. These eggs were stolen by somebody from someone. She couldn't just take them. Still, she felt drawn to them in a mysterious way, as if some mysterious force pulled her in. Eventually, she reached the eggs and touched them. A bright light shone through and they hatched revealing two golden lion cubs. At least that was what she could tell they were. Cats didn't hatch from eggs unless they were a part of the many creatures that existed that needed a bond with a human in order to hatch. Many creatures like this had long lives to live. And they grew in number well if paired up with the same kind. Then the scene went from a beach to a cave. In this cave were clothes. How long had it been since she had decent clothes to wear, but she noticed these lion cubs weren't just any kind of creatures. They were the Ultimate Epic kind of creatures that only happened once in a million years. Here she was only 10 years old. She couldn't fathom the idea of living that long. Yet the creatures she hatched proved to be the kind. Her first challenge went without being told, just written. To put on these clothes and rings and adjust to her new form. Reluctantly, she did this. Who was the owner and how will she reach out to the owner of these clothes and creatures? This place she came from was filled with thieves. Still, she had to do what was told or else she was trapped in the cave. After 32,001,352 eggs to bond with later, she was back on the beach as if time had never passed away. There were seven other people on the beach as well. One of them used an invisibility ring in plain sight. She looked offshore and did the same as well. The ship had to belong to the thieves. Six people scrambled about with their creatures and clothes, promising their creatures to find their owners. Still, she couldn't come out of hiding and neither did that boy that went into hiding. She moved onto the rocky part and covered up her tracks the best she could. It looked almost natural. "Six egg nappers from my ploy. Just what I wanted. Only none of you are affected by my potion of transformation of mind control and power. I will give you something handsomely if you obey me. Take them all my lads," the head of the rowboat said and began attacking the other six all at the same time. All she could do was to wait. Then she realized it was Old Skull, the former Guardian of the World who had turned to dark magic for power and knew there was no way she could stand a chance against him. While the others did okay against his goons, they were no match against Old Skull. She knew she faced the same fate in getting captured if she revealed herself and waited. That boy would be her only hope in getting out of here. He seemed calm, cool, and collected before going invisible. Old Skull snooped out the beach for more for a while and said the date. July fourth, 6000. She had been gone from her home for only two months but it already felt like more. Finally Old Skull was the last to leave leaving nobody behind but an empty beach. They waited until near dusk when the ship left before revealing themselves to each other. "Hello. My name is Ja'moir. What is yours?" Ja'moir asked. "Ashley," Ashley replied. "We just survived our first encounter of Old Skull, that villain who wants to rule the world. We must thwart his plans by working together and getting out of this mess first. Are you with me?" "Yes." Word Count: 702 Activity: "The Bradbury" ![]() |