'My dear butterfly. That is a very silly thing to say.' Mr Spring spoke with a warm laugh, however to Alistair and the rest of them it felt more like an icy shriek, 'I could give you a hundred cliche monologues about how inevitable your deaths are, but I'm bored of being right all the time. Heroes never learn.' He sighed and shook his head before outstretching his hand, 'Right now I would just like to take young Moriarty and leave. So how about we initiate a trade of sorts?'<br/>'A trade?' Alistair asked, cocking his head to one side as he examined the stranger. He was trying to figure out what the mans nationality was. His voice sounded American, but the undertone of his voice suggested he was British. It sounded as if he had spent a long time learning how to put on an American accent, but just hadn't managed to completely succeed.<br/>'Yes. If you give me Moriarty back then I'll not only tell you my true name, but I'll tell you why we exist.' Mr Spring spoke before smiling as he watched the kids before him stare at him in shock.<br/>'What?' Ryan asked dumbly.<br/>'You heard me.' He replied, 'I'll tell you why we exist. Why incarnations of fictional characters walk around in the real world and are able to wield powers that mortals can only imagine.'<br/>'Al...what do we do?' Lulu asked softly as she looked at him unsure.<br/>'We'll take him up on the offer.' Alistair replied immediately.<br/>'What? You can't be serious?' Ryan asked.<br/>'If we don't give him Moriarty he'll take him by force and kill us all Ryan. Even you and you're immortal.' Alistair muttered grimly with a dark frown on his face, 'We accept. Tell your story.'