"We need to leave now!" Emma said, assisting Mark up on his feet. They joined Dante and the others outside.

Finding refuge in a secret hideout known only to Mark, they locked all doors and spied on the chaos outside through a peephole.

"It's chaos out there!" Grace exclaimed, observing through the peephole.

Mark explained everything to his sister, surprising Sharlene East with Emma's feat against the vampire fairies.

"What are they? The vampire fairies," Emma asked.

"They're abominable creatures of unfathomable power," Sharlene East said, beginning to narrate how the vampire fairies came to be. Sharlene, realizing that Emma must have noticed her supernatural nature as a fairy from a colony, listened intently."

After the war concluded and the alpha supernatural's death, the colony split, each faction vying for a new alpha king. Clans and colonies broke apart, sparking a struggle for the Alpha title. Moreover, the guardians of the mystical art, born of magic by the queen fairy and mother of all witches, sought to create the unthinkable.

"An Alpha and Omega," Emma Stone said.

"Yes!" Sharlene East replied.

"But that's impossible," Dante Fowler said.

"Nothing is impossible when it comes to supernaturals," Sharlene East replied. "The ritual only needed every heir and successor of the Council of the Supernaturals to make it possible." She continued, explaining that many fairies within their colony waged war upon themselves to become superior to one another. Most fairies had taken sides with rebellious witches and vampires with evil intentions against each other. The vampires they allied with believed it would benefit them, unaware that they were the victims for the ritual.

With the sacrifice of the vampires, a fairy united with a witch to create the abominable: vampire fairies and vampire witches. They fed mostly on supernaturals to prolong their lives and abilities but could only be stopped by daylight, unlike traditional vampires unaffected by sunlight. As Dante stared at his amulet, he realized he had been duped by the witch scammer.

"Taking down a vampire fairy and a vampire witch solo? Unlikely. Only the bloodlines of supernaturals could handle them," Sharlene East asserted, fixing her gaze on Emma Stone.

"Right?" Sharlene East sought confirmation. "You hail from the supernatural bloodline."

Jessica, Mark, and Dante exchanged surprised glances at Sharlene East's revelation.

"Is that true?" Dante inquired. "You kept this hidden all along."

"No surprise she knows, because Grace knows," Sharlene East clarified.

As they conversed, a piercing scream interrupted, drawing them to the window where Jessica recounted the unsettling sight.

"I witnessed a werewolf dragging Silas Deane," Jessica revealed. "Forming a circle, like some twisted cult."

"Damn it!" Mark exclaimed. "Silas is a good man; he doesn't deserve such a fate."

The werewolf brought Silas Deane to a hybrid leader who smirked menacingly while addressing his followers.

"Consider this a lesson for defying the brotherhood—death awaits traitors and impostors among us," he declared. "A shape-shifter masquerading as one of us."

He seized Silas Deane by the neck, suspending him in the air. "A Therianthropy has no business meddling in lycanthropic affairs," he proclaimed, biting into Silas's neck and tearing flesh, causing severe bleeding. Silas's body was then fed to wolves, werewolves, and other hybrids, torn into pieces.

The leader, sensing something amiss, approached a wolf that remained unmoved. Bending down, he sniffed.

"You smell different," he noted. "Not like the rest of us." Before he could react, the wolf transformed into a fly, entering his mouth and causing him to burst from within, instantly ending his life as he reverted to human form.

"A shape shifter," remarked one of the hybrids as they pursued him. Mark intended to join the chase, but Emma halted him, opting to venture alone to rescue the shape shifter. Despite Mark's insistence that he knew the mysterious being, Emma pressed forward solo. Unbeknownst to them, a few Lycans observed their departure and trailed them, discovering the hideout.

The Lycanthropist cornered the shape shifter, surrounded and unable to escape. Fortunately, Mark and Emma arrived just in the nick of time. Mark transformed into a werewolf, engaging the other werewolves in battle. Meanwhile, Emma confronted wolves, dispatching them effortlessly with her bare hands. The shape shifter also transformed into a wolf, successfully defeating his lupine adversary.

Having vanquished the lycanthropes, the shape shifter reverted to human form, recognizing Mark, who was accompanied by Emma. Together, they headed back to join the others at the hideout.

Upon their return, Emma noted the aftermath, commenting, "I see you guys had a bit of fun here." Grace, with a smile, credited Dante for most of the killings. The shape shifter, named Karl Carl Hathaway, great-grandson of Helen Hathaway, warned them of impending danger. Leading them to a secure and seemingly abandoned location, he revealed it as a place of refuge for the night.

In a shared room, Emma, Mark, and Karl discussed their situation. Meanwhile, Jessica stayed with Sharlene East, and Grace joined Dante.

On the other side of the mall, the vampire fairy, previously snapped by the neck, recovered and transformed into a formidable creature with sharp claws, terrifying fangs, and mighty bat-like wings. Now on the hunt, this horrific vampire fairy began its search for Emma, Mark, and the others.

Later on, Grace and Dante, deeply engrossed in conversation, paused and locked eyes. In that moment, a surge of love overwhelmed them, prompting them to draw closer and share a passionate, affectionate kiss. Grace kissed Dante with an intensity she had never experienced before, pressing him against the wall as she eagerly sought a profound connection. Dante reciprocated, his passion taking on an erotic tone as he lifted her up and delicately teased and caressed her breast, igniting her desires and eliciting a moan of pleasure. Responding to her longing, she pressed him back against the wall, suspending herself against it as they continued their intense make-out session. Gradually, they transitioned from the wall to the bed, fully indulging in the foreplay they had been building up to, reveling in the pleasures they shared.

As dawn approached, the atmosphere outside exuded tranquility, contrasting with the fervor inside the hideout. Grace, now on the bed, experienced a moment of peaceful satisfaction. Jessica, already awake, observed Sharlene East still asleep. Dante and Jessica emerged from their rooms simultaneously, ready to join the others.

"Rested well, I presume?" Karl Carl Hathaway remarked. "Good! We'll need everyone's strength and assistance."

Jessica noted the nearing sunrise. "We could head back to the west."

Prepared to move, Jessica went to wake up Sharlene and Grace. Suddenly, a high-pitched squeaking sound, reminiscent of giant deformed bat wings, echoed around them. Startled, they emerged to investigate, only to witness Emma being snatched midair by a horrifying creature with claws like a hawk. A battle ensued as Emma grappled with the monstrous entity, suspended in the air.

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"Emma!!!" they exclaimed, their voices filled with concern. Grace and Dante trailed the creature, monitoring its attempts to escape the impending sunlight while Emma fought against it.

"The sun is rising," Sharlene East pointed out, gazing into the sky.

"It won't survive," Jessica confidently stated.

In the midst of the battle, Emma seized the creature's wings with immense strength, tearing them apart and snapping its neck. Losing control, the creature plummeted to the ground, succumbing to the sunlight and disintegrating into a pile of ash. Grace and Dante witnessed the entire incident.

Rejoining the group, they headed back to the countryside of the west. Upon their return, gratitude filled the air as they thanked the west for their hospitality. Despite Mark's desire to join the ongoing mission, Emma insisted he stay back home to help safeguard his family while the rest journeyed with Karl Carl Hathaway.

"It won't be easy," Karl Carl Hathaway solemnly declared. "Searching for the guardian is a formidable task. No one knows his whereabouts after the war – it's as if he vanished without a trace."

"I never thought I'd live to see the last descendant of the great Dracula Stone," Karl Carl Hathaway continued, expressing his admiration. "It's an honor to fight side by side with you, Emma Stone."

"Many believed you to be a myth," Karl Carl noted. "This war seems unending, but with you and those willing to fight by your side, we have every chance of winning this battle."

Detailing the gravity of the situation, Karl Carl Hathaway explained, "Every clan and colony that rebelled against her people now seeks absolute power to conquer all. They not only desire supremacy for themselves but also aim to become the leading clan in all the colonies."

Concerns deepened as Karl Carl shared, "The Lycans are planning something terrible, Emma. They've somehow found a way, just a theory though, to counteract the Beta sword magic."

"The Beta sword!" Emma Stone exclaimed. "I know about it; it's the only thing that can kill a supernatural being."

"Yes," Karl Carl affirmed. "And if that happens, I fear the consequences for all the clans."

"Patrinity was the sole source of information before her death," Karl Carl revealed. "Now that she's no more, we must find out ourselves so that her sacrifice is not in vain."

In the heart of Aougst town, within the Lance household, a twelve-year-old girl experienced a haunting dream in the midst of a stormy night. Awakened by the unsettling vision, she began speaking in a mysterious language. Startled, her mother rushed to her side, comforting the girl and coaxing her back to sleep, grappling with her own unease over the unknown.

The following morning, the young girl found solace near a springwater. It was there that Charlie Adams, known as Charlie Adams Jacobs, approached her.

"It's always beautiful and quiet out here during the day," Charlie remarked, introducing herself to the girl. "You get a clearer view of it all." The girl smiled and reciprocated introductions, revealing her knowledge of Charlie's supernatural nature.

"I'm not that skilled at controlling my transformation," Charlie admitted when asked to demonstrate. Encouraged to try in the water, Charlie revealed her omega wolf, surprising the young girl with its uniqueness. Walking on water, she approached the transformed Charlie, who displayed a hint of amazement. Gentle touches and an embrace ensued, forging a connection between them.

"Wow," Peggy Lance exclaimed. "You're so big and amazing." She shared a ride into the woods with Charlie Adams Jacobs, both reveling in the joy of each other's company, all the while being discreetly observed.

Meanwhile, at the Hathaways' residence, plans unfolded for their quest to find the guardian. Dante proposed a key ally, an old friend who was the colony's greatest tracker and hunter.

"Who's this tracker you speak of?" Karl Carl inquired. "Is he a supernatural?"

"She! Not a he," Dante clarified. "A human, the greatest tracker and hunter in the colony."

Emma raised a concern, "A hunter, you say? What if she's one of the rebellious ones?"

"Not at all, Emma. I assure you, she only works for the money and nothing else," Dante reassured. "After all, she owes me a favor."

"You don't say," Grace remarked.

"Where does this hunter of yours live?" Karl Carl questioned.

"Well, there's only one way to find out!" Dante declared. "She moves a lot, but I know a place where we can find her. Follow me, and I'll lead the way."

They all followed Dante, with him leading the way to find the hunter. Approaching a hut-like structure in the woods near the riverbank, they walked cautiously while Dante warned them about the traps. Unfortunately, Karl Carl accidentally triggered one, causing him to dangle by his legs. An arrow swiftly flew towards Emma, but she effortlessly caught it. Multiple arrows followed, and the group skillfully avoided them.

At the same time, Dante attempted to signal his friend, the hunter, with a hand gesture, waving it in the air to indicate that he was the one leading them. Suddenly, a random person jumped out of the woods, heading in their direction to attack. This assailant pushed Dante aside and then went after Grace before being pushed away by Emma, revealing her identity as her hood fell off.

"Dante!" she exclaimed, embracing him warmly. "It's been a long time; I thought I'd never see you again." Dante introduced his friends to her as she apologized for her earlier behavior, freeing Karl Carl from the trap with a thrown dagger before inviting them in.

"To what pleasure do I owe this visit?" she inquired.

"We need your help and expertise, Xara," Dante explained. "In finding the guardian."

"Do you know where we can find him?" Emma asked.

"It's not an easy task to find a mystical being born of great magic," Xara replied.

"So, you can't find him?" Grace questioned.

"I didn't say that," Xara responded. "But I do know someone who might be able to help."

"No way!" Dante exclaimed. "Not Clara," he added.

"She told me of how you refused to pay your debt," Xara said with a laugh. "Giving you a fake amulet for protection... How's that coming handy for you? I'm guessing you figured it out."

"It's not funny!" Dante retorted with a grumpy face.

"So where does this Clara stay?" Emma asked.

"Wicca sabbat," Xara revealed.

"What and where is that?" Grace questioned.

"It's the birthplace of every witch, be it rebellious or not. It was created by Sarah Lance," Sharlene East explained. "It's also called the witches' sabbath."

"Woe!" Xara exclaimed. "How do you know so much about it... Unless you're a witch," she asked.

"I'm a fairy," Sharlene replied.

"So when do we leave?" Xara asked.

"We leave now," Emma declared. As they embarked on their journey to Wicca Sabbat, the home of witches. Arriving in the dead of night, guided by Xara, they witnessed a group of witches surrounding a campfire, engaged in enchantments while holding hands.

"This place gives me goosebumps," Grace remarked.

"Witches are very strict when it comes to their affairs of divination," Sharlene East explained. "The apparent art of discovering secrets or the future by preternatural means."

"Most people believe witches to be far more formidable than fairies," Sharlene added. "When they're more alike with little or no difference."

"They're humans who gained supernatural powers via mystical arts," Sharlene East continued. "Whereas fairies are born by magic."

"Wow!" Grace exclaimed. "It all makes sense now that you explained it."

"So, fairies are the true mystical beings," Grace concluded. "And the source of all mystical arts... Whereas witches are like the guardians and keepers of it. Oh, it's mind-blowing."

Upon reaching Clara's place, they found her absent. As they entered, they observed various items hanging on the walls—some hideous, with symbols and inscriptions, and a few already transcribed. Incense burned, filling the air with an intriguing ambiance.

"Where is she?" Grace inquired, spotting something behind a curtain in the corner of the house and hearing a strange incantation. She attempted to reach out when Clara appeared out of nowhere. "Don't touch that," Clara cautioned with a bit of fright. "Seek a knot in a bulrush" (To find a problem where none exists).

Grace turned around to face Clara, a middle-aged woman in her early thirties, dressed in red with black eyeshadow makeup and strange beads on her neck and left hand. Clara stood behind her, smoking, as Grace apologized for her earlier manner. They joined the others, and Clara also greeted Dante and embraced Xara.

"To what do I owe this pleasure?" Clara Johnson asked.

"They need your help in finding the guardian," Xara explained.

"Finding the guardian is no easy task. Even for me," Clara Johnson admitted.

"What do you mean?" Emma inquired.

"The guardian is a mystical being born of the godmother and mother of all witches," Clara said. "Its magic is beyond me to comprehend, it's unfathomable. But with the combination of both descendants of the ones who had created the being, we could easily locate its whereabouts."

"Where would they find such descendants?" Xara asked. Clara Johnson pointed at Sharlene East, a descendant of the Queen mother of fairies.

"Find the first order of the witch," Clara instructed. "And only then will you be able to find the guardian."

"But how can we find her?" Dante questioned. "We don't even know what they... Or he or she looks like."

Clara then brought out a magical compass that would guide them, and with Sharlene East's magic lighting the way, activated the compass to guide them to finding the successor of Sarah Lance.

They left Clara's place and began their journey with Xara, who informed them that she couldn't take part in their quest due to her own concerns. They bid farewell to Xara for her assistance as they departed.

Meanwhile, at Clara's place, a group of witches emerged, inquiring if she had followed the plan, to which she responded positively.