Oak Woods' Tales of Tomorrow

Saved By A Deceitful Witch.

No one was going to tell me about my ancestor, so I decided I would find out on my own.

I woke up at 12:00 in the morning, and grabbed my Harry Potter book, because apparently the  inhabitants of this island hated it, and avoided it like the plague.

As soon as I was 12 feet from the house, I saw Paris gliding next to me.

"Where are you going?" he asked. I knew he wouldn't try to take me back, because I would make a huge fuss about it, and he looked not in the mood.

"I'm going to find my ancestor." I replied. He looked down and then looked back at me. "You're entering Timewire territory." he flew higher.

"Ok..." I sighed and ran up ahead. He stopped in front of me and gave me the evil eye.

"I forgot that humans were terrible at seeing things. You've just got stubborn eyes that think everything is what it appears." he pushes me down.

"Dude." I wave my hand. "I-" he stopped in his tracks and looked around. "You die, and that's it." he repeats. London steps out from behind a tree with a grin on his face.

"Funny seeing you here stupid mortal." he points at me. He was smoking again.His eyes widened when he saw Paris, and then he grinned so wide I saw his sharp as knives carnivore teeth. 

I had never actually seen Paris kill anyone or anything, but he told me gruesome stories.

He pulls out his sickle and heads towards us.

"What have we here?" someone asks. He turns around and starts stumbling until he hits the floor.

"Acanthus?!" he yelled. Acanthus held a judge's gavel on his shoulders, and was smirking smugly.

"Why the hell are-" he stopped. Acanthus shook his head, and pulled out a coin.

Paris gasped and stepped nearer to me.

"Let's flip this coin and see if I won't kill you." he flips it high in the air and the tension ties.

"The coin landed!" London screams. Paris and I don't say anything, we know it hasn't landed.

"What- no it didn't! There's no coin I can see! Are you picking on me because I'm blind?! That's pretty mean, it was you who took my eyes!" Acanthus pointed and screamed."Go already, we'll never find it!" he screamed again. London scampered off, and Acanthus looked at us. He had on dark blue robe, and a walking cane. "Wow!" I pumped my fists. Paris whimpered and I remember whatever happens to your ancestors, as in when they interact with other ancestors, it affects you, and the other's descendants. "He's criminal scum." Acanthus sighed. "Then why did you help him?" I asked.

"Ok- listen human. I'm a witch, and when someone offers not to reveal me, and save me from the stake, I help them." he twirls his hair.