Chapter 7

Jenna looked at the two men that were sitting across from her. Clay had black hair and green eyes. Yale was blonde with blue eyes. She stared at them both blankly as Clay told Yale what had happened. “So she’s from a different timeline, at least that is what she claims,” Clay said.

Yale looked at Jenna with amusement, “Oh really? Can she prove that?”

Jenna looked at Yale, “I’m not sure how you would like me to prove it. Everything I had from my timeline was left there when I came here.” Yale looked at her with mystery.

“Oh, yeah? Like what?” asked Yale.

“Like my phone and clothing.”

Both men stared at her, "What's a foone” Clay asked.

Jenna laughed, “It is called a phone. It's like a rectangular device you use to talk to people not located near you.” Both men look bewildered.

“I don’t understand what you mean,” stated Yale.

"Exactly, each thing I could tell you about, you wouldn’t believe. In my timeline, we have working toilets with indoor plumbing that flush your waste away." Both men looked at their bathroom.

“We have a fancy bucket,” grinned Clay.

Jenna laughed, “Yeah, I noticed, and when you're done doing your thing in it, what do you do?”

Yale looked perplexed, “We have a saying, if it's yellow, let it mellow, but if it’s a big crap,” Jenna scrunched her eyebrows, “Throw it over the mountain.”

Jenna laughed, “Yeah, in my timeline, the big craps (she makes quotations) just go down into pipes. No dumping needed.”

Yale looked at her, “Hmm, that sounds too good to be true. And what did you do with your hands when you said that.”

Jenna shook her head, chuckling, “That’s called quotation marks. It's sarcasm with your fingers.”

Yale smirked, “Interesting. I’m not saying I believe you, but I can go with it for now.” Jenna smirked as her stomach grumbled, and both men looked at her. "Was that your stomach, or do you need to use the bucket?” asked Clay.

Jenna burst into laughter, “That was my hungry growl.”

"Thank god. By the way, you can dump your poop from the bucket,” said Yale.

Jenna laughed, “I can do that.”

Clay stood up, “well, I’m going to hunt for dinner; I’ll be back in a few.” Jenna watched him exit the cave and heard his wings take off from the edge. She looked at Yale, now a little uneasy.

“Soo..” she began, “Can you tell me more about the war that’s going on?”

Yale looked down and then back at her. “The war has been going on for six years. It started after the king married Queen Angela. Legend has it she is also from a different time.”

“The clock keeper told me the story.” Said Jenna nodding.

Yale tapped his fingers on his leg, “For centuries, all supernaturals have lived in harmony in and surrounding the castle. Then, when the king married Angela, she made him agree to get rid of us. It started as a secret plan; everyone who wasn’t human that remained in the castle was slaughtered.”

Jenna’s mouth opened wide, “Why did she decide to do that?”

Yale looked at Jenna, “Honestly, no one is sure. We think in her timeline, something happened, so by going back and marrying the king, she could stop it.”

Jenna nodded, “In my timeline, there are no supernaturals, at least none that I’ve seen. They are in books and movies.”

"What are movies?” asked Yale with a puzzled look. Jenna laughed; she sometimes forgot he had no idea what she was talking about.

“A movie is a moving picture that tells a story. It has people in it who play other characters. It's like a book but live action.”

“That sounds super fancy,” said Yale.

“It is, and I’m beginning to realize all the things I took for granted in my timeline. Like a movie, a toilet, or even a stove." Said Jenna as she glanced into the kitchen. She looked at Yale before he could even ask; she answered his question. “A stove is a machine that cooks your food. It doesn’t need fire.” Yale again looked shocked and looked into the kitchen.

“Well, fire sure makes things tasty," said Yale licking his lips; he was hungry too.

Jenna laughed, yeah, it’ll be like camping.” Yale again looked confused. “Camping is when you stay in the woods with tents and cook your food over a fire. In my timeline, almost everyone has a fancy house, so camping is something people do for fun.”

Yale smirked, “So the life we live now is fun for you?”

Jenna nodded, “ Yes. I guess with everything we have now, simple things make life worth living. Children don’t play outside as much anymore; they watch movies a lot. Adults work, and school is mandatory; it's not just a privilege.”

Yale smiled, “That sounds boring.”

Jenna laughed, “ I guess it is.” They could hear wings outside and knew that Clay had returned. He had brought a big buck back with him for dinner. Jenna marveled at the giant creature. “I’ve never eaten deer before,” she said. Both men looked at her.

"Really?" They both asked in unison. She nodded, “Really. “

Clay smiled, “Well, in that case, you can come outside and help me clean this.”

Jenna made a disgusted face, “Ewww! Do I have to?”

Clay stared at her, “What, you don’t cut your own meat?”

Jenna shook her head, “No, it comes packaged. ”Both men again looked at her with confusion.

“I’m sorry, but your timeline seems awful!” exclaimed Yale. Jenna laughed as Clay led her out the ledge of the cave. She watched him cut the deer and remove all the organs; her face was green by the time he was done. Finally, they brought the meat inside and cooked it over the fire.

“Oh my god," exclaimed Jenna, venison juices running down her chin. "This is amazing.”

Clay laughed, “Slow down; you’ll choke.” Jenna smiled as she wiped her mouth on her arm. Then, both men laughed, “You aren’t very ladylike either.” Jenna grinned at them both.

“I usually have manners, but today has been crazy, and I’m so hungry," Jenna said, taking another bite.

Yale laughed as he looked at Clay, “So what do we do with this human with no manners?”

Clay smiled slyly, “We use her to change our destiny.”