Zak's POV

"Zak!" my mom yelled to me. "Try using your powers!"

So I held up the claw and started to use my kur powers. I had to admit, they were pretty cool. But I really had to concentrate now. Mostly because my mom and dad are being attacked by a sea monster cryptid.

But my powers weren't working.

"Zak!" my dad yelled. "What's happening?" he asked with concern and pain. The concern because, if my powers weren't working, we were doomed. The pain is because the cryptid just squeezed him really tight.

"My powers aren't working! It's like it's not even a cryptid!" I yelled back. But right when I said that, the cryptid dropped my parents and out of the cryptid stepped a girl with thick black hair with blonde highlights with soft blue eyes and beautiful pale skin.

She was wearing a black tube top and a jean skirt along with black sandals. She also had a black backpack with a purple heart on it. The backpack looked kind of full.

"Uh… mom…? Was this a test or something?" I manage to say while I just stare at the girl. It was hard to talk though with her staring right back.

"No… Doc? Did you know about this?" my mom asked. She was obviously as shocked as me.

"He didn't." the girl said in a velvety smooth voice. It was so surprising how beautiful her voice sounded along with how beautiful she was on the outside.

But then she turned and looked at me.

"You're Zak Saturday, right?" she asked. For a minute I couldn't even talk. But then I forced the words out.

"Y-yeah." I stuttered. "W-why?" I asked sounding completely afraid.

"Are you cold?" she asked.

"W-what?" I asked, confused.

"You're stuttering." She pointed out.

"Oh." I said. "I didn't realize-"I started to say but then she interrupted.

"I need your help." She declared. "I took this from Argost." She said as she pulled the kur stone out of her backpack.

"I've been working for Argost for a couple years now and I finally had enough. He treats me like a slave. So I took the kur stone and now he's after me. I need your help Zak Saturday." She said.

I just stood there; shocked.

"Zak," my dad started. "Do you know this girl?"

"No. I didn't even know Argost had another assistant!" I answered.

"I'm NOT his assistant!" the girl nearly screamed.

"Ok, ok!" I said while backing up.

She took a deep breath in and started to calm down.

"He has no right to treat me like a servant." She said in a sad voice.

"Well what did you expect?" I asked. "He treats all his, um…"

"Apprentices." The girl told me.

"He treats all his apprentices that way!" I declared.

"You don't get it." She said, walking toward the lake.

"Get what?" I asked.

"I'm not just his apprentice. I'm his daughter."