Twenty-five years ago, a farmer and his son ventured into the woods for a hunting expedition. The son spotted a deer, eagerly informing his father just before a sudden roar echoed through the forest.

"Dad!" the boy exclaimed. "I'm scared."

The father turned to investigate the source of the noise, and the deer, too, sensed the imminent danger before meeting its demise at the hands of a Lycan. Panic set in as they sprinted away, the werewolf in relentless pursuit. The chase led them to the edge of a high cliff overlooking waterfalls. The werewolf closed in, and the father, firing relentlessly, managed to wound it twice. In a desperate act, the man pushed his son to safety into the water just as the werewolf devoured him, its eye blinded in the struggle.

The child miraculously survived, rescued by another human who raised him as his own. The trauma fueled a deep-seated hatred for supernaturals, and the boy dedicated his life to hunting, seeking vengeance for his father's death. Over time, he evolved into the finest hunter in all the colonies and clans, passing down his skills through generations. The O'Hara bloodline became synonymous with unparalleled hunting prowess, cementing his legacy as the greatest human to carry the name of his descendants.

Emma and her friends followed the compass held by Sharlene, leading the way.

"I never knew witches and fairies' magic worked so powerfully when combined," Dante remarked. "It's amazing."

"Just like the first time you were hit by fairy's magic at the west," Grace said with a smile.

"How's that even possible!" Dante exclaimed. "I should've healed instantly... Vampires have incredible healing abilities compared to Lycans."

"True!" Sharlene replied. "But fairy's magic is twice as potent as the sun's heat, and that was just a tip of the iceberg. Maybe next time, you'll appreciate witch's magic when hit by a fairy," she added with a smile.

"Wait!... what?" Dante questioned, as they arrived at a high vantage point, overlooking the countryside of West.

"West!" Grace exclaimed. "It's leading us back home, Emma."

"But why would the compass do such?" Sharlene asked.

"My guess is, there's more than just what Aougst town has to offer," Emma replied.

They decided to pass through the west as the quickest route to Aougst town, arriving late and spending time with the West family. They met Eric West, father of Jessica and Mark West. Jessica served them meals and drinks as they all sat at a round table, discussing and sharing stories. Eric recounted how he met their mother, Jeane West, and how she vanished without a trace. In the midst of a memorable conversation, Eric West learned about Emma Stone's true identity, as his son and daughter shared the details with him. The next morning, Emma awoke to find Dante standing outside, bathed in the morning dew. He seemed watchful, as if anticipating something from the unknown. Quietly approaching from behind, Emma joined him, curious about what had caught his attention.

"Dante," Emma gently called, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Are you alright?" she inquired.

"Sure!" Dante replied, a smile on his face.

Meanwhile, Peggy and Charlie's joyride was abruptly interrupted when a group of hunters and Alpha clans confronted them on their way home. With Peggy on top of Charlie, who remained in her Omega wolf state, the group surrounded them with weapons and ammunition. One hunter stepped forward, attempting to reason with them.

"It's a little bit dangerous for kids of your age to be out here in the woods all alone," he said. "You don't need to be scared; we're the good guys, but we'll be needing her," he added, pointing at Charlie.

"You can't have her," Peggy protested. "She's my friend."

"I asked nicely... Cutie," he warned. "Don't make me repeat myself. Get down from the damn wolf." As he reached out to Peggy, Charlie, upset, growled and bit off the hunter's hand attempting to take Peggy. The hunter screamed in agony, bleeding on the ground with his arm torn off.

"Oh, shit!" he cried. "Get them!" he yelled, bleeding on the ground.

"You're one badass girl," Peggy complimented Charlie as they made their escape, being chased by both hunters and a group of Alpha clans. The situation escalated, with the hunters becoming frightened upon hearing a howling sound. Unbeknownst to them, a group of Alpha clans transformed and joined the pursuit. Chaos ensued as the hunters fired randomly in fear.

Peggy and Charlie, witnessing the commotion, stood at a corner. Peggy descended from Charlie as she reverted to her human form, bearing some bloodstains. The pursuing wolves had already dealt with the hunters. A wolf approached Charlie and reverted to a human, naked and covered in bloodstains.

"Hey, kiddo," he greeted.

"Do you know him?" Peggy asked.

"Yes," Charlie replied softly.

"I see you've made a friend," he remarked. "Come home, Charlie, and let us take good care of you. You belong to the pack, with us, your true family." He approached her, kneeling down and placing a hand on her shoulder after stroking her hair aside.

"There's so much you need to learn," he continued. "So much you need to know... And it's not everything mommy and daddy are going to tell you, and that's why you've got us, the packs, and the clans to be your guide." He looked into Charlie's eyes, seeking answers.

"So, what do you say, Charlie?" he asked. "Make your uncle proud." Charlie stared into his eyes and removed his hand from her shoulder. This made him understand her response. Disappointed, he stood up, bowed his head, looked up to the sky, turned away, then faced them again with a suspicious look and a smile. "You leave me no choice, kiddo!" he declared. His eyes turned deep blue, fangs grew, and he yelled to his packs, "Get her!" They all transformed, and so did Charlie with Peggy on her back as they fled, the packs chasing from behind.

Despite their efforts, the girls fought their way through, killing some of the wolves. Peggy used her powers to create a sinking hole that swallowed the wolves, leaving a few survivors. The uncle arrived where the remaining pack were, only to find some of them dead on the ground, others brutally murdered. He growled with great fury at the sight.

"Charlie!" he yelled. "I'll have you no matter what," as the girls had already escaped, heading home.

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Emma and her friends left the west to continue their journey back home. Along the way, they witnessed an Omega wolf speeding past them with a girl on its back. Sharlene noticed the compass having a glitch, informing them without knowing who or what it was pointing at. Grace then informed Emma about the Omega wolf they had just seen.

"Holy shit!" Dante exclaimed. "What sort of creature is that? I've never seen anything like it... It's like a huge wolf and a werewolf combined," he said.

"But what are they running from?" Karl Carl asked.

"From something or someone, I guess," Sharlene replied. As they reached Aougst town, the girls separated and went to their respective homes. Charlie, now back in her human form, picked an oversized shirt from outside to put on as she and Peggy exchanged pleasantries. Before they entered, Sharlene pointed the compass from afar toward the direction to identify which descendant of the Lance family it was responding to, and it indicated Peggy Lance. Meanwhile, they were being watched by another being from afar, from when the girls escaped the woods until Emma located them.

At nightfall, Emma and her friends went to the Lances' and knocked on the door. It was answered by the child, who, having seen them earlier with her friend, thought they had come to report her. Frightened to open the door, she denied anyone being there when her mom asked. Seeing her child acting weird, she dropped what she was doing to answer the door and was shocked to find Emma Stone and her friends.

"Emma!" Taylor whispered gently.

"You know who I am?" Emma asked, with Taylor Lance sensing a fairy among them. Staring at Sharlene, Taylor Lance bowed as a sign of respect, leaving Dante and Karl Carl staring at Sharlene.

"Greetings, Your Majesty," Taylor Lance said with respect, bowing to Sharlene, who was acknowledged for her fairy status as a princess. The others, including Dante and Karl Carl, watched this encounter unfold.

"What?" Sharlene exclaimed. "Am not the only fairy in town, neither am I in the colonies... Durrh! She's a fairy, and her daughter is the one we're looking for."

"That explains it," Grace said. While Emma continued her discussion, she invited them in, introducing herself to them as Taylor Lance, descendant of Sarah Lance, with her daughter Peggy Lance.

They explained why they were there and asked if her daughter could help them locate the guardian. Taylor agreed to assist and called out to Peggy.

"Hey there!" Sharlene said with a smile. "We need your help with something very important, can you do that?" she asked, and Peggy nodded as a sign of yes.

They cleared the room to make space. Pentagram symbols and other symbols were drawn on the ground, with Peggy and Sharlene inside the circle. Candles were lit around them, and the compass was placed at the center.

"Close your eyes, Peggy," Sharlene said as they both held hands. "Concentrate... Channel your energy with mine, feel its power." Suddenly, the wind began to blow mightily, rushing in. Candles turned off and on, into black flames. They both began speaking in another mystical language, and their surroundings vibrated, as if the whole apartment was about to collapse. Tables and chairs broke apart, and cups and other items began to float in midair. The rest watched as they witnessed some locations, a bit foggy and not having a clear view, with the compass emitting a bright light.

"Is it working?" Dante whispered to Karl Carl.

"Yeah!... I think so," Karl Carl replied in a hushed tone.

As they gazed upon the location, a symbol emerged, and clarity enveloped them as a bright light emanated from the apartment, marking the completion of their enchantment.

"So, did you find him?" Taylor Lance inquired, with Sharlene nodding and a smile gracing her lips. "Yeah!"

Their attention shifted as a loud voice called out to Peggy Lance. "Chosen one!..." she yelled, addressing Peggy Lance. The group emerged to find a gathering of witches awaiting them, and among them stood Clara Johnson, who had assisted them on their quest.

"What is this?" Taylor Lance questioned. "Leave, begone!" she yelled, but one of the witches silenced her to prevent any interruptions.

"Why are you doing this, Clara?" Dante asked. "If it's about the debt, I'll pay," he added. Clara chuckled, unveiling the true reason behind their presence.

"Peggy Lance," she introduced herself to the child as Dorothy. "You possess unfathomable magic within you, guardian of the first-order witch," she proclaimed. "Yes, my child. You're a witch of the first order, with the blood of your predecessors and that of your great ancestor, Sarah Lance, flowing through you—her power and magic now passed down to you."

"We can teach you how to control your powers," Dorothy offered. "Come with us, my Queen." Peggy Lance demanded the restoration of her mother's voice, a request they fulfilled as Dorothy undid the spell.

"We're not here for trouble, Mrs. Lance," Clara asserted. "We only want to train her to her full potential. As you all know, there's a war coming." The group listened intently to Clara's words. "The imperishables will return, as there are traitors among every clan and colony striving for great power to conquer all. Let us awaken her potentials to the fullest, so that she might be able to assist those in need, just like our predecessor, Sarah Lance, did." Clara then approached Emma and spoke to her directly. "In time, Emma, you'll grow in strength, bringing hope to us all. Your fate is sealed, Emma Stone, and I hope you get an heir that will succeed you. The battle you face isn't yours alone but for the good of all when all is complete." Peggy hugged her mother as she went with the witches, who vanished in an instant.

Later, a group of Alpha packs arrived in great numbers, heading straight to the Jacobs' with Emma and her friends who had left the Lances'. Grace sensed trouble and warned the group. They hadn't gone far in search of the guardian when Grace felt danger emanating from the Adams'.

"Something doesn't feel right, Emma," Grace said. They all stopped, and Emma asked where the danger was coming from. Grace informed them it was from the Adams', and they quickly went to see what was happening. The Alpha packs were already causing trouble with the Adams'. They had seized Charlie and injected her with a tranquilizer to prevent her from transforming and causing chaos. Overwhelmed in great numbers, her parents struggled. Witnessing his daughter being taken away, Charlie's father transformed into an Omega wolf, frightening the Alpha packs.

"Oh, shit!" exclaimed one of the pack members as she was devoured into pieces. Just then, Emma and her friends arrived, and Sharlene unleashed her fairy blast, obliterating their vehicles. The pack members transformed to fight back, and Beatrice, in her wolf form without an Omega state, engaged the packs, with Emma and her friends lending their assistance.

Amidst the chaos, a group of hunters allied with Lycans targeted Charlie, adding to the pandemonium. Josh Adams found himself under attack by a group of wolves and werewolves. Despite his struggles, their strategic battle plan overwhelmed him in his Omega state. Six wolves executed a coordinated assault, with two attacking from behind, two from the front, one seizing his neck and biting severely on his left side, while another attacked his right side. Two werewolves collaborated, with one mounting him, jaws wide open, while the other slit his throat apart. Blood gushed out as his windpipe was ripped apart, resulting in his instant demise. In the midst of his valiant fight, Josh Adams, in his Omega wolf state, managed to take down a few adversaries, but his efforts were in vain.

As the confrontation unfolded, a hunter arrived to assist, combating Lycans and wolves, yet the hunters allied with the Lycans achieved their objective, leaving the packs defeated. The leader of the Lycans fixed a direct gaze upon Emma before making his exit, leaving a tense atmosphere in the aftermath of the intense and tragic encounter.

As the dust settled and Charlie remained unrecovered, Beatrice Adams Jacobs wept for her child and her deceased husband. The hunter who had assisted them prepared to leave when Sharlene called his attention. They inquired about his identity, and he revealed himself as Tyler O'Hara.

"Tyler O'Hara!" they exclaimed.

"Descendant of Lafayette O'Hara," Grace noted. "I thought your kind hated supernaturals... So why help us now instead of hunting us?"

"Believe me," Lafayette O'Hara explained, "I still harbor resentment toward supernaturals, but I assist whenever trouble is around the corner."

"Do you know who my friend is?" Grace asked.

"Yes," Tyler O'Hara replied, "I know each and every one of you—descendants of the great council of supernaturals. Except for you two." He pointed at Dante and Bella Grace. Sharlene praised his proficiency, saying, "This guy is very good at his job."

Emma questioned Tyler about his purpose there. "To end the war... and all supernaturals," he declared. "You may think you know what's coming, which is just a fraction of what's about to come." He picked up his dagger from one of the fallen Lycans, placing it in his vest. Tyler then turned his attention to Beatrice Adams, promising to retrieve her daughter. He instructed Emma and her friends to stay away from his business and left. Emma, in turn, pledged to help Beatrice get her daughter back if the situation escalated.