"No," Henry said softly, "They were all supposed to learn like I did, like my father and his father before him and back and back, but there was no one to teach them. There was an attack by a very powerful demon who we all had thought had been dead for centuries. She was after an item that would allow her access to something else very old and very dangerous. She slaughtered everyone." His voice had gone a little distant. He could still picture the night of the attack. All the screams. So much blood. "I managed to escape with what she was after through time where I met the boys, found out she was still hunting me and learned to my great heartbreak that not only do I never see my family again, but my son died thinking I'd just walked out on him."

He cleared his throat. "At any rate, the moment I arrived here I'm fairly certain was slivers of seconds before being eviscerated so there's nothing for it now."