Chapter 14: We Meet Again

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I knocked on the door twice and waited patiently for it to be opened. A younger version of my great-grandmother stood in front of me, and looked me up and down.

"How may I help you?" she asked.

"Hello Juliet. My name is Maya Fergison, and I have come here to see you," I said as she opened the door wider to let me in.

I sat down at her dining room table as she offered me a cup of warm tea. These people have got to have their tea!

"Thank you." I said.

"Ok. So your a Fergison, am I correct?"she said.

"Yes. You may not believe it, but I am your great grand-daughter. My grandmother is Mary-Sue and my mother is Danielle Fergison," I informed her.

"That is very hard to believe, Maya," she spoke, eyeing me suspiciously.

"I know, but please let me finish," I started, "I have come here from the future to warn you of great danger ahead. You may know someone named Agatha, and she is one cause of the problem. You, Juliet, are also the other half of the problem."

"So, what is this problem that you speak of?" Juliet asked.

"The problem is that she's a witch who is planning to get revenge on you by punishing I, your great-granddaughter, and yourself Juliet. She wants revenge on whatever you're planning on doing. She put a curse on me, and I escaped her castle with a time machine so that I could help the situation before it even starts," I explained.

"Look young lady, I have very important things to be doing, so I suggest that you run along before I get the authorities involved."

"No, you don't have to do that, we just need to stop Agatha from doing this so that our future generations can actually enjoy their lives," I said.

"Leave now, before you get put into jail," Juliet warned me for the last time.

"Fine. I'll go, but you definitely haven't seen the last of me," I said as I stood up for the door.

"Yes, and goodbye to you too!" she yelled at me as I walked away from her house.

"Hey, you came to visit old Juliet, didn't ya?" a lady who looked awfully familiar asked me.

"Yes," was all I replied with.

"Ok then. SHERIFF! OH SHERIFF! COME AND TAKE THIS TRESPASSER TO A JAIL CELL!" she yelled. A few seconds later three officers with navy blue uniforms, and shiny star badges came up to me carrying a set of handcuffs with them.

"Hey! Juliet! She wants this little girl to be arrested! Is this just another one of her shenanigans, or what?" the first one asked.

"Agatha hates anyone who comes to Juliet's house," the second one muttered loud enough for everyone to hear.

Did he just say Agatha? That's who this vile woman is. I'm not surprised, I thought as Juliet walked onto her front porch.

"Yes. Take her away please. For once I agree with you Agatha," Juliet said as the third officer slapped a cold, heavy set of handcuffs onto my small, and frail wrists.

"NO! You're making a big mistake Juliet! Please believe what I am telling you, it's all true!" I yelled as the officers took me towards a dirty little building with 'JAIL' written on it in red paint.

"Oh, I'll believe you if you give me some proof!" she yelled back.

That got me thinking.

I have all the proof I need, right here in my luggage.

The officers roughly pushed me into the nearest cell, and threw my luggage onto the dusty floor before sliding the rusty metal bars closed. Once they left I dusted of my bag, opened my luggage, and rummaged around in it until I found what I was looking for.

Proof.

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