oming. "Dont you think this is a bad idea?" Kyle asked Hitler who seemed to be loving the fact that a storm was coming for reasons best known to him. They had approached the street where Lucia's

ed in them, and after a few blurry images. He saw vivid images of dragons, weredragons flying here and there raining chaos and wreaking havoc on the beautiful city of Winterville. He saw Alan, Hitler and his pack, The Vampire clans, and every other supernatural being in Winterville lying lifelessly on the floor. "No...." "No.....!" "Noooooooooooo" Kyle yelled at the top of his voice, and half of his werewolf side showed up, giving out a roar before going back in. One minute, he was in the bathroom and the next thing, he was sitting in the living room, with Alan. He was perplexed, what was going on? 'what just happened' he thought. "You mind telling me what's going on?" Alan asked, with a little bit of concern. "I saw a vision, I don't know how this is possible because we haven't been seeing visions for a long time!" "And this time, it felt real!" Kyle explained. "What did you see?" Alan asked, standing up. "The weredragons, destroying this city! They killed everyone, all supernaturals in this city, and even you!" "Then that means, we have to leave!" Alan suggested. "Leave? Again? Hell no!" Kyle protested. "Do you want to die? Don't you see running is our only option?" "It's not brother! It's not, we can choose to stay and fight other than to keep running like cowards" Kyle shot back, this time, raising his voice. "Don't you see brother, we don't stand a chance against the weredragons, not even our parents did!" Alan tried to convince. "Well, I'm tired of running, if you wanna run, go on, run along, but I won't, i am not afraid of the weredragons, not anymore!" Kyle shouted. "But......." Alan tried to say and whoosh! Kyle was gone in a blur. He heaved a sigh of relief. As much as he wanted to run, he didn't have a choice. The last time the Veawolf hybrids and the Original Very joined forces to take down the weredragons, it didn't go out well as planned, everything ended in a flop. And they barely escaped with their lives. And now who was his little brother planning on joining forces with? These weak werewolf packs in Winterville or the pathetic vampires? It would've been better if there were witches, that's right, if there were witches in Winterville, he'd find them and try to negotiate, that was the best option. "Yes, that's what I'll do!" He concluded before speeding out of the house as well. Southern Winterville. Lucia and Kyle were both standing with their backs rested on a black vehicle just outside the nightclubbing house. They could hear the banging sounds of the music playing inside the building, Hitler and his pack, Kamilia and Taylor, and some other teenagers in the city, only if they knew Kyle wasn't a teenager, he was thousands of years older than them. Kyle was dressed in his usual black jacket and Jeans outfit accompanied with black boots. Lucia on the other hand was wearing a short purple gow