learned that day.
'So here's what we know...' she said as she walked back indoors, with the others following closely by her side.
CHAPTER 11
The group sat quietly, thinking about the strange occurrences that had happened so far that day as they made their way through Winchester. Slowing down, they gazed out the windows trying hard to spot any Watchers that might be waiting for assistance.
'There's some kind of movement over there,' whispered Sammy as they turned to look, spotting a twitching curtain behind the window of an old house.
Declan flashed his lights a couple of times towards the property and they waited patiently. An elderly man sneaked a peek from behind a curtain and then moved away, gingerly opening his front door. Declan manoeuvred the car so that he could wind down his window and speak to him without getting out.
'Are you alright, Sir?' he asked.
The man squinted slightly, 'Aye. I'm just waiting for this predicament to be over and done with. You Watchers?' he asked.
Declan nodded.
'You?'
'Aye, but I'm a bit too old to be going out and about to help these days. I can provide you with refreshments but that's about all, I'm afraid.'
Declan grinned at the old man, 'That's very kind of you, thank you.'
The man disappeared momentarily before returning with a carrier bag that he'd firmly tied up.
'I'll get it,' Elliott said as he went to open his door.
'No need,' the old man said as he looked down at the bag, concentrating hard. Seconds later, the bag had vanished from his hands and was sitting on Elliott's lap.
'That's awesome,' he laughed.
The girls sat in the back, open mouthed.
'I might be old, but I've still got my powers,' he smiled. 'Good luck. Stay safe,' he said as he quickly closed his door.
'Thank you!' they all shouted before Declan reversed the car out of the little street and they continued on their way.
'Nice,' said Elliott as he undid the knot and opened the bag to reveal a host of chocolate bars, fruit and a few bottles of water and soft drinks.
Everyone soon went quiet as they devoured the contents of the bag.
'And what about me me? Just because I'm a troll troll, doesn't mean I don't need to eat eat. I got rights too, ain't I I?' piped up the voice from the back.
'Oh here,' sighed Emma as she threw a chocolate bar into the boot of the car.
'Thank you, thank you,' he said as they listened to him rip open the packet and noisily shove it into his mouth, one noisy chomp after another. Then he began to chuckle nervously.
'What? What are you laughing at?' Lana moaned as she turned to see what all the fuss was about.
'What?' she screeched again.
'Sugar... sugar...' the troll cried out. 'You shouldn't have given me sugar...'
'What's going on? asked Declan.
'Erm... we seem to have a problem,' Emma yelled as the troll, who had originally been about knee height, was now twice the size and was squashed rather uncomfortably against the bars of the cage.
'Ouch, ouch,' he muttered.
'Sugar makes you bigger? Why didn't you tell us, you stupid idiot?'
'Because he'd hoped it would break the cage, probably,' Elliott said as he turned around to get a good look. 'Lana, look out!'
The girls pulled themselves forward just as the troll reached out.
'That was close,' she said, horrified, as she watched poor Moira's face change.
'Oh no, he touched Moira,' screeched Lana.
'I did it to save her her. I did it to save save her,' the troll repeated over and over.
'What do you mean? You did it to save her?' Emma asked as the three girls sat huddled up as far away from his prying hands as possible.
'I froze her in time time. She was growing weak weak, she was growing evil evil. I slowed it down down, I slowed it down down,' he said.
'I don't believe it. He's right,' Declan whispered.
'Why would you do that?' asked Emma as she touched Moira's hand to find it ice cold.
'I'm not as evil as you think I am am,' he simply stated, crossing his arms. 'A simple thank you would suffice
'So here's what we know...' she said as she walked back indoors, with the others following closely by her side.
CHAPTER 11
The group sat quietly, thinking about the strange occurrences that had happened so far that day as they made their way through Winchester. Slowing down, they gazed out the windows trying hard to spot any Watchers that might be waiting for assistance.
'There's some kind of movement over there,' whispered Sammy as they turned to look, spotting a twitching curtain behind the window of an old house.
Declan flashed his lights a couple of times towards the property and they waited patiently. An elderly man sneaked a peek from behind a curtain and then moved away, gingerly opening his front door. Declan manoeuvred the car so that he could wind down his window and speak to him without getting out.
'Are you alright, Sir?' he asked.
The man squinted slightly, 'Aye. I'm just waiting for this predicament to be over and done with. You Watchers?' he asked.
Declan nodded.
'You?'
'Aye, but I'm a bit too old to be going out and about to help these days. I can provide you with refreshments but that's about all, I'm afraid.'
Declan grinned at the old man, 'That's very kind of you, thank you.'
The man disappeared momentarily before returning with a carrier bag that he'd firmly tied up.
'I'll get it,' Elliott said as he went to open his door.
'No need,' the old man said as he looked down at the bag, concentrating hard. Seconds later, the bag had vanished from his hands and was sitting on Elliott's lap.
'That's awesome,' he laughed.
The girls sat in the back, open mouthed.
'I might be old, but I've still got my powers,' he smiled. 'Good luck. Stay safe,' he said as he quickly closed his door.
'Thank you!' they all shouted before Declan reversed the car out of the little street and they continued on their way.
'Nice,' said Elliott as he undid the knot and opened the bag to reveal a host of chocolate bars, fruit and a few bottles of water and soft drinks.
Everyone soon went quiet as they devoured the contents of the bag.
'And what about me me? Just because I'm a troll troll, doesn't mean I don't need to eat eat. I got rights too, ain't I I?' piped up the voice from the back.
'Oh here,' sighed Emma as she threw a chocolate bar into the boot of the car.
'Thank you, thank you,' he said as they listened to him rip open the packet and noisily shove it into his mouth, one noisy chomp after another. Then he began to chuckle nervously.
'What? What are you laughing at?' Lana moaned as she turned to see what all the fuss was about.
'What?' she screeched again.
'Sugar... sugar...' the troll cried out. 'You shouldn't have given me sugar...'
'What's going on? asked Declan.
'Erm... we seem to have a problem,' Emma yelled as the troll, who had originally been about knee height, was now twice the size and was squashed rather uncomfortably against the bars of the cage.
'Ouch, ouch,' he muttered.
'Sugar makes you bigger? Why didn't you tell us, you stupid idiot?'
'Because he'd hoped it would break the cage, probably,' Elliott said as he turned around to get a good look. 'Lana, look out!'
The girls pulled themselves forward just as the troll reached out.
'That was close,' she said, horrified, as she watched poor Moira's face change.
'Oh no, he touched Moira,' screeched Lana.
'I did it to save her her. I did it to save save her,' the troll repeated over and over.
'What do you mean? You did it to save her?' Emma asked as the three girls sat huddled up as far away from his prying hands as possible.
'I froze her in time time. She was growing weak weak, she was growing evil evil. I slowed it down down, I slowed it down down,' he said.
'I don't believe it. He's right,' Declan whispered.
'Why would you do that?' asked Emma as she touched Moira's hand to find it ice cold.
'I'm not as evil as you think I am am,' he simply stated, crossing his arms. 'A simple thank you would suffice
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