Werewolves Attack

When I was closer to them, I could hear their voices scorning each other in high pitched, emotional tones. They made me worried and surprised. My eyes drifted to Sheryl , hoping that my best friend would be able to help as I tried to separate Peter and Will. But I saw he was chatting with Kayra and Elder Nobi, then I gave up asking for his help. I have to be able to sort them out alone. I said in my heart i. Then move forward with confidence.

"Peter! Will!" I exclaimed with furrowed brows.

Suddenly my call made them immediately turn to face me.

"Miss Rumi," said Peter.

"What is it, Miss?" Will asked doubtfully.

"Why are you guys fighting ?" I said then.

They looked at each other questioningly.

"Who's fighting, Miss?" Peter pretended not to understand.

"Of course you guys! Don't pretend you don't understand!" I'm getting annoyed with their behavior.

Will took a deep breath , "we didn't fight. It's just that our conversation is like this. You know, old friend. Isn't that right, Peter?" he and I both glanced at Peter.

Peter nodded his head with a sweet smile on his lips, assuring me that what happened to them was not what I expected.

In the end I believed them, though I wasn't too sure. "No wonder Peter was so shocked that he couldn't believe he saw Will," I said again.

They smiled widely. I smiled back at them, "By the way, just call me Rumi. No need to use Miss. It's a bit too uncomfortable to hear you call me that."

Suddenly Will's smile turned into an amused laugh. My eyes glared at him. Meanwhile, Peter was confused by the behavior of the young man who called him an old friend.

I exhaled loudly to regain my composure, "I'm not interested in you guys anymore!" I snapped by looking away.

Peter glared, "why is that? We've only just gotten to know each other... and I'll be your nominee soon, won't I?" he was worried about my statement.

"Cancel. You're not my type of candidate." I answered without looking at him.

Then Will said confidently, "because I am Rumi's real candidate. And we're getting married this weekend, right?"

My eyes widen, then look at Will with annoyance, "you're still with that nonsense of yours?"

"I'm not joking, Rumi. I'm seriously." Will said it firmly.

Peter looked down. Kes edihan inflamed in him. "I just step back, let Will come forward to be your candidate."

"You guys are weird!" without answering Will and Peter's words, I turned away from them in amazement and confusion.

"Wait a minute," I stopped . "Why is it like there's nothing strange here? After all, we'd just all been overwhelmed by Will and thought he was a nuisance for his weird outfit. Is this all included in the magic effect too?" My mind kept spinning about the events that just happened and what happened after.

While he was thinking, suddenly heard a loud howl of a wolf from the roof of the house. We who were below him suddenly looked up, and made clear our hearing.

AAAUUU!!!

The howl grew louder and closer. Panic began to creep in. Dad, assisted by his friends tried to calm us all down. Countless guests were running frantically towards the front door heading outside.

Although thousands of people frantically and quickly passed by me, but not a single one of them hit or pushed me. This is a miracle in my opinion. Possible.

I was glued to the spot. Feelings of fear and curiosity, began to approach.

Peter and Will were half running toward me. They stood swiftly on either side.

"Don't worry, Rumi. We're here." Will said.

"What really happened?" I asked then hesitantly.

"Looks like the werewolves are in action." said Peter.

I glared and was shocked, my breathing started to become irregular again. "You mean they will eat us? Like in history?"

They both lowered their heads slowly, then raised them again with sharp, cold, and serious gazes. "That's a possibility ," Will replied quietly.

"I have to meet my family." I said stepping but Peter stopped me.

"Do not! It's too dangerous." Peter blocked me with his body. I looked up furiously at his face.

Will looked cynically at us. "I'll take you," he said then.

Then I turned to see Will who was the same height as Peter, "okay."

We left Peter alone. He lowered his head. I don't know what made him like that, I don't know.

Will held my hand tightly. And I don't care about that. What I'm worried about right now is the state of my family in the midst of this chaos.

There was absolutely no sound from Mom, Dad, or my two sisters calling out or panicking like the others.

While looking for them, suddenly all those who were running stopped in place. Will held my hand even tighter that it seemed hard to let go.

He looked up at the ceiling. We all looked at each other in fear. "What's the matter, Will?" I asked in the midst of his concentration on the roof.

He didn't answer. Then suddenly he looked at the door of the house and shouted loudly, "GET AWAY FROM THERE!!!" his eyes bulged in that direction.

BRUUGGGHHH

The roof of the house near the door, which was made of stone and earth, immediately collapsed on some of the guests under it. The panic is getting worse. And I can't find my family.

The screams of the women and children, as well as the panicked screams of the men made the youths there frantic. Those who originally wanted to see the cause of the collapse of the roof of the house, became timid and went back to hiding among other old people.

AAAUUUU!!!

GURUDUGGG GURUDUGGG GURUDUGGG

A commotion from outside the house quickly silenced the panic in the room. Our eyes and ears focused on the noise. There was also the sound of several steps approaching the door of the house. And the owners of that move were the ruthless and cruel werewolves.

We were all frightened, seeing the descendants of the werewolves who had turned wild. Seen from their furry snout, a lot of fresh blood there. Until scattered, littering the floor.

Will grew wary. He told me to back off with his hand. Then he released his grip and muttered silently.

The werewolves were watching us all viciously. People shrug their shoulders. Men hug the women and children they love tightly.

Suddenly the werewolves howled in unison. Makes the hair on the neck stand up and the fear creeps up on the body.

There were five werewolves at the door. They started to move, approaching the people who were in close proximity to them.

The humans retreated slowly as the beasts drew closer to them.

"What should we do, Will?" I looked at Will who was on standby.

"Take them all to the back. I'll keep the beasts here." Will answered without turning to me. His gaze was so sharp and serious.

I sighed that was still irregular, "how?"

Hearing my stupid question, Will closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then turned to me, "I'll go face them. And you took these people by leading them away from me. Understand?"

"But... why don't you just use your magic?"

"The influence of the werewolves has weakened my magic. And I can't use my magic for the time being. But I can use my physical strength to restrain them. And that's enough for now. Hurry up, we don't have much time!" Will turned and walked away from me.

Confusion surrounds me now. Immediately I followed Will's footsteps and shouted out to him, "Will!"

Will stopped and turned his head, "what else?" he asked irritably.

I walked over to him until there was no distance between us, then took his stern face in both hands, and brought his face close to mine. Then kissed her soft lips and said, "I believe in you."

Will's eyes widen, then he responds by hugging my smaller body. And whispered in the ear, "thank you, Rumi."

The sound of laughter from Sheryl and I broke the atmosphere of the youths that Mother pointed out earlier. They started to look at us walking around while being accompanied by laughter immediately after each conversation.

One of them looked at me with a big smile on his face. It was as if I was a prey who was ready at any time to be pounced on by him .

My eyes suddenly turned to him. But I ignored it by immediately asking Sheryl to move places. The young man noticed that my gaze had shifted to him. "I'm going away for a while," said the tall young man to one of his friends. Then he went after me sneakily.

I still invite my best friend to keep walking and looking for the right place to chat again. Sheryl looks surprised by my attitude, she stops her steps. " What's wrong, Rummy? What happened to you?" he asked with furrowed brows.

I looked at Sheryl worriedly, "That young man... I accidentally saw him. We stared at each other for a moment. And that makes me nervous," my head lowered slightly.

"Why should you be nervous? What's there to worry about? Isn't that what your mother wanted? So that you quickly have a candidate?" Sheryl continued to ask without pause.

"It is not like that. I dont know him. In fact, the only other people here I know are you and Kayra. I don't know them all. I don't want to marry a stranger, let alone someone I just met today." I furrowed my brows, a sign that I was worried and upset.

Sheryl looked thoughtful. For a moment he averted his gaze with a serious glance behind me.

"How about you two get to know each other before getting married? I mean... ask your parents to get to know your future better. Don't be in a hurry to get married. How, you understand right?"

"I understand clearly," I let out a short breath, "then what now?"

"T anya only to the young man immediately!" Sheryl's head was slightly forward and looked up to look behind me. He seemed to be showing something behind.

I followed his gaze, and when I turned around, I saw a young man smiling shyly walking slowly towards me.

I glared, a sign of not believing what I saw. Then turned back to face Sheryl. My best friend's face showed joy and excitement. "He's so handsome," he whispered next to me with a big smile.

I furrowed my brows, "you know he's in the back?" I asked in a pressing tone.

Sheryl nodded indulgently, "Yes. He also hears all our conversations."

"You should have told me , so I did n't keep talking about that young man," I annoyed at Sheryl who was still smiling happily.

"That's enough. Besides, he looks good, and handsome too...." he whispered back like that.

"That's not what I mean. But..." I haven't finished whining annoyed at Sheryl, the young man's deep voice has stopped my whining.

"Hi," he said softly, his voice deep and slightly hoarse. He was standing right behind me.

"Hello," Sheryl said as soon as she saw me who was silent for a moment.

The young man behind me smiled at my best friend. Then he looked back at me, "Happy birthday, Miss Rumi." Say it with sincerity.

I was surprised to hear his soft voice . My gaze is fixed on Sheryl. My best friend just nodded his head , his smile getting wider. Then he opened his mouth and said, "Excuse me, okay? I'll be back later." Immediately he turned away leaving me alone with the young man I had just seen.

I can't stop it or just call for Sheryl to come back to me . My voice doesn't come out. It felt like something was holding in his throat.

"Sorry," whispered the young man who was still standing behind me.

Finally I turned to face him. Moments earlier my chest hurt from sudden irregular breathing.

He is about 180 centimeters tall. Just to look into his eyes I had to look up as if I saw a cloud in the sky.

"Why apologize?" I immediately asked.

The young man smiled, snorting happy to be able to look directly into my eyes, "because I have made your voice inaudible to your friend."

I frowned, not understanding what he meant. Without even asking he already knew the question that was in my head.

" My name is Peter, Peter G. Wilson. And I, descendant of witches. You get what I mean right?" My eyes widen at that, "and I've made your friend's voice inaudible ... by magic," he added anxiously. "You are okay?" he asked as he touched my cheek.

I was surprised to feel his touch on the cheek. I looked at Peter's face full of emotion, my eyebrows furrowed in anger, "you don't have to. I don't need your magic. And I don't need you either." I say firmly and with full emphasis at the end of each word .

Peter was surprised at my words. He looked down in shame as soon as he removed his hand from my face. "Forgive me. I just want to get to know you better. Because I thought, you wouldn't be able to get closer to me if there was that girl friend of yours."

"You are wrong! Precisely because of him, I can face you now. Didn't you hear what I was talking about you earlier?'

Peter nodded slowly, "I know. But my curiosity for you is greater than anything else," he lifted his head and began to see a sad look on his face .

"Why are you curious about me?" I asked quietly. P erasaan guilty to attack now.

"I do not know. It's just, I've been watching you since Royce's twentieth birthday. You're so interesting to me," Peter explained with furrowed brows. Sadness was still clearly visible on his face.

"You like me?" I said immediately without thinking about what I just said.

Peter glared "what?!" He snorted back, "You're right! I really like you."

Peter's statement made my stupid question look more honest. "You're not joking are you?" I asked him reassuringly.

"Of course! Why am I joking about this?" Peter's frown disappeared, turning into a warm smile on his lips. His face was calm and relaxed.

I shook my head, not p believers are by what I had just heard.

"Peter, you know that I have to have a husband-to-be on my birthday, right?"

"Of course I know. And here is your candidate, standing valiantly before you."

"You really want to marry me? Without really knowing, my true attitude and nature?"

"I don't care what your attitude or character is. Bad or good, I will always be there for you. Together with you wherever you go." Peter's answer was sure and steady. Like there's no way for me to reject it.

I sighed, "You won Peter. You won!"

Peter smiled happily at my words, "So it's okay, if your future husband is a wizard?"

"Descent you mean?" I tried to rectify it so that there was no misunderstanding between me and him .

His head nodded slowly. His warm smile faded my next question , and I could only agree with Peter's statement.

Yes! It didn't matter if it was a mage or whatever. Mother will be happy, knowing I already have a candidate like her wish. I thought then.

"But ... don't ever use your magic on me again. Got it, right? I asked softly with a sweet smile.

Peter nodded his head again, "I won't. Forever, I promise. Whatever happens. "

"I keep your promise."

"Sure, miss."

Suddenly, while Peter and I were still talking about our new relationship, a young man in strange clothes came to disrupt my birthday celebration and made the guests uncomfortable . Brand without a knowing it, he has made half of the invitees, did not move ses uai with what they want.

"Rumi, come back!" I heard my father calling me from the middle of the room. Peter and I could see it, he looked worried. Then we exchanged glances, then walked briskly toward Dad.

"What's the matter, dad?" I asked quietly while looking at the young man in strange clothes who was trying to talk to Sheryl. However, my friend just nodded, shook his head, smiling to answer and reply to all the chatter of the young man.

Before I knew it, we had all gathered in the living room to celebrate the main event of this party. A giant chocolate cake with a height of more than one meter, has been placed right in the middle of the room. We surround this giant cake. Seen a few small candles also surround the bottom tier of this chocolate cake .

Dad turned to the strange young man then looked back at me with furrowed brows, "You know the young man?" he asked slowly.

"No, uh huh. I don't know. So what?"

"Father is not sure, asking the invited guests to attend wearing strange and chaotic clothes like that young man." Father's eyes returned to hers.

At first glance it looks strange. He wore a black shirt but was so messy with a short hooded robe that was also black . He even looks strange because her hair was yellow k eemasan with eyes of blue light. A very rare color in the city, and very elegant and handsome in my eyes.

This young man's hair and eye color is indeed very rare in this city of Mane . Until we were surprised to see it.

When we all noticed his style of dress , he suddenly turned to look at me. It was clear his eyes were looking at me seriously and sharply . Then he stepped forward and walked steadily towards me. He smiled happily at every step he took.

Mother who was beside Father became furious at the behavior of this blue-eyed youth , "Stop right there! What are you doing coming here?!"

The young man stopped in his tracks. However, then stepped back with a wider smile. Peter glared in disbelief at the young man as he got closer.

Father, or the others did not move at all when the young man was so close to me. Only two meters away from where I was standing with him.

Those who were watching were dumbfounded and unable to say anything. Can't even move. As there ya n g holding them to do anything else they want today. But I was the only one who was allowed to speak freely, even though I couldn't move my body freely.

"Who are you?" I asked awkwardly. When I looked at him, my eyes were not distracted by anything. There's a kind of magnet that can attract me to keep looking at it.

He laughed softly, "You are my future wife! K We are going to get married at the end of this week . Haha!"

The young man's statement made me and everyone in this room who heard it, shocked and disbelieving at his words . Even so, neither of them could make a sound. Their mouths were locked to speak. They can only hear and see, without having to take part in this shocking event.

My eyes widen, "what do you mean?" I still can't move my body. In fact, just looking at Peter felt very stiff and painful.

The young man laughed after hearing my question, "You ask what I mean? Of course to make you my wife. And our wedding day, is this weekend."

The one-sided plan that the young man mentioned took me by surprise. An unknown young man suddenly came and spoke gibberish. He pissed me off a lot.

"I don't care about any of that! Who are you really?!"

I brushed aside the question of his statement, and asked what I should have said earlier.

He looked into my red, teary eyes , from enduring the pain after trying to move my neck.

The smile on his face instantly disappeared. Now he is worried to see me, "what about your eyes? Why did you win i s?" he asked, frowning.

"You don't need to know. Now just answer my question, who are you really?!" I answered curtly and emotion into furious late .

"Okay. My name is Will, and I'm a wizard." Finally he relented and answered slowly. Then looked down sadly.

The anger I felt at first, turned into pity for him. "What's the matter, Will?" I asked innocently without noticing everyone's changed faces.

Still looking down, Will shook his head. "There isn't a single person in this world who would accept a mage like me. The parents who raised me are gone. Without them, I am nothing anymore. Even though they left a lot of treasures for me, they will never be able to make someone like me happy." Said Will without looking at me.

Hearing his sad story, made me sympathize with him even more. "What's wrong with you?"

He looked back at me coldly, "I am an evil witch. Since childhood I always use my magic to harm people who have no good intentions on my family. Until they die."

Instantly my eyes widened at his words, " I don't like those who have bad intentions towards other people. But you should not commit a crime too, like what they did to your family 's . You should have..."

"What should I do, when I see Father and Mother's pride being humiliated and trampled underfoot in front of my own eyes?!" His voice was high and full of anger.

I gasped. My heart skipped a beat when I heard him yell, "I don't know... I'm sorry," I bowed my head in regret.

Will snorted, "not your fault. I'm sorry too, for yelling at you." He turned his face away.

I nodded slowly without lifting my head, to look at him. Then the room was silent. There was no sound anymore, because Will had stopped all the sounds.

We were silent, didn't speak again. Even though there were a lot of questions in my head about Will, I couldn't just pop them out. There are so many obstacles that stand in my way to ask it.

After a second, I remembered everyone in this room who still couldn't move and talk.

I looked around with my eyes moving left and right. When he saw Will, he still looked down pitifully in front of me.

"Let go of us, Will. I know you did it."

Will raised his head and looked at me "are you mad at me?"

I shook my head slowly while smiling warmly at him, "Why am I angry with you. Although I don't know, what's the real purpose of you doing all this and talking casually to me earlier. I still won't be mad at you."

The sides of his lips were lifted high, a relieved smile was visible on him. "Thank you Miss."

Then he raised one hand and snapped his fingers. At that moment everyone started to speak and could move freely again. This large room was filled with boisterous humans who were annoyed with Will. They all looked at him with lustful anger.

I turned to Peter who was still dumbfounded by Will. The look on his face made me wonder, "Peter, what's wrong?"

He ignored my question, then walked away towards Will who was still standing still with his head down.

"Rummy!" Mother exclaimed. He and the rest of my family approached, surrounded me.

"You know who he is ?" Royce suddenly became very curious about other people. Whereas before, he wasn't the type to always be curious about other people's affairs.

"Didn't you just hear yourself, about who he was and what his purpose was here." I glanced at my family one by one.

They seemed to be thinking about something. At the same time, they can't hide their excessive worry from me.

"Don't go near him!" Mother said firmly.

"He's not a good person. The proof is, he can injure other people to death because of his magic." added Daddy sure.

"In fact, it has been 666 years since this city has been at peace. I don't want today's peace to be disturbed because of him." Reyna said as if the world was about to fall apart again.

"No! He's not as bad as you think. I'm sure he's a good person. Good witch. After all, he's just a descendant. Because in this era, the original magicians no longer exist, right?" I told them all about Will.

Mother sighed, "You're right. He's just a descendant, but how come he can use his magic to kill humans?"

"That's because the power within him is too great." One of the invited guests, Mr. Emen, answered Mother's question.

We all turned to see Mr. Emen who was walking towards us.

"Master Emen, what do you mean?" asked my father confused.

"Will, is a descendant of wizards who has powers that he can use to make his magic stronger and work properly as he wishes. Including the magic he just performed. He managed to make all of us, these tens of thousands of people speechless and just hear him speak." Mr. Emen said while glancing at Will.

We were surprised to hear that. Then they exchanged glances and were surprised.

"You don't have to worry. In this world, there was only one in a thousand descendants of a mage like Will. He's the only one in Willis, even in this town of Mane. And... breeds like that, they're basically very good. Better than humans though. But if they feel hurt like what Will said earlier, he'll be fiercer than a werewolf and even worse than Dracula." Mr. Emen continued with a serious look at the yellow-haired youth .

Father turned to Mr. Emen, "thank you for the information, sir. Let's chat for a bit somewhere else."

Mr. Emen and Father got up from where they were standing and walked the other way. I saw Father leading the way and Mr. Emen following behind him.

Reyna glanced at Royce, "you know who he is?" he asked, glancing at Mr. Emen who had his back to us.

Royce shrugged, "I don't know. He's too old to be my acquaintance," he chuckled to himself.

Reyna sighed after shaking her head, then glanced at Mother who was still flabbergasted by Will's presence. "Who is she, ma'am? The person my father just asked to go with," he asked again.

Mother came to her senses and answered by looking at Reyna, "He's one of the nobles in Rob's district. Mr. Emen Hurt Woody. He said his son came here too, but I haven't seen him yet." Mother said while looking to the right and left.

"Rob's District? Why did you invite him?" Reyna then asked.

"Because he's a friend of your father's and also because he's a rich aristocrat," explained Mother, raising her head in an elegant manner.

I rolled my eyes seeing Mom act like that. Then I turned my gaze to Peter who had been chatting with Will. But there was something strange about the way they chatted. The look on their faces was tense and sometimes annoyed.

I glanced at my mother and my two brothers. They were looking in all directions, as if looking for someone. Then I moved my feet and immediately walked over to Peter and Will.