Zac was looking out of a frosted over window barely able to see the snow storm raging outside.
"I hope we are far enough away that he can't sense the Stone of Dexterity," Alvin said worried. He was huddled up in a blanket next to the fireplace trying to keep warm.
"We should be fine, me and Anya buried it last night somewhere even far north from here," Zac said, shivering from the chill of the cabin.
"I feel bad for abandoning Phayor, I hope Lars won't get mad at us when he returns," Alvin said as his anxiety worsened.
"No, I think you two made the right choice. Uncle Lars would have protected the Sacred Stones at all cost," Anya said as she handed Alvin a cup of hot chocolate.
"Anyways Anya shouldn't you be studying?" Zac asked as he turned around to face Anya and Alvin.
"Sorry it's all so much and I barely understand any of it," Anya explained as she lifted up the hefty book Zac was having her read.
"I know I want to do hands on with you like my dad did with me and his pupils, but I want to do that outside as I don't want to blow up our cabin," Zac sighed as he sat down on the couch in front of the fireplace.
"On the topic of Phayor we have two weeks until Lars and Raymond return. Let's just hope Clark doesn't hunt us down," Alvin said anxiously.
"I cant!" Zac yelled abruptly.
"What? What's wrong dad?" Anya asked, worried.
"I can't sit idly like this while people are getting hurt, and my fiance is on a whole ass different planet!" Zac screamed as tears rolled down his face.
"How do you think I feel my first real boyfriend is dead! Because his manic cousin is desperate for revenge," Alvin said with pain in his voice.
"Guys please calm down," Anya said.
"I'm sorry," Zac said quietly as he whipped his tears away. He stood up and grabbed his tome off his belt and opened it.
"Where are you going?" Alvin asked concerned as he assumed Zac was about to teleport.
"I'm going to save whoever I can, and don't try to stop me!" Zac said.
"Wait, neither of us are fully rested from our fight!" Alvin shouted, but it was too late Zac already teleported away. "No I can't let you die too!" Alvin said as he began to cry.
"What just happened?" Anya asked as she was trying to process what she just witnessed.
Phayor
Zac appeared in the throne room. He looked around and saw the room almost as destroyed as it was five years ago.
"What happened here?" Zac asked himself as he looked around the room. Then it hit him the smell of rotting bodies. "OH MY GOD!" Zac shouted as he turned around to see the rotting bodies of ark soldiers. Zac balled his hands into fits before shouting "You aren't getting away with this Clark!" Zac stormed off into the ruins of the palace to retrieve an item from his past.
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Ark Lore part 3: Where It All Began
Fantasythis is part three of my story Ark Lore. read parts one and two before reading :)