"We came right after Cheerleading Practice," I panted running into Tara's house with Harmony right behind me. It was weird being here. The four of us, Tara, Willow, Harmony, and I had hung out at Tara's house a lot when we were little and some of the memories of playing dress up and Barbie's were coming back to me. "What happened to Illyria?"
"We believe she was attacked by a werewolf." Giles rubbed his glasses.
"Oh my god, there's blood." Harmony cried covering her eyes after looking at Illyria's wounded leg.
"We have to do something Giles," Willow looked at our fearless leader.
"Well I have brought all the books on werewolves that Illyria didn't borrow, so I suggest we start more research." Giles explained.
"Good plan," Tara smiled timidly at Giles, "but my parents will flip if they see a strange man in their living room when they get home."
"Oh," Willow smiled at her girlfriend. "We could have a research slumber party. That way we can watch Illyria for any signs of change. And we can report everything to Giles in the morning."
"Well that sounds like the most amenable plan. I shall see you all in the morning." Giles nodded at Willow and Tara before he left.
"Round Robin Time" I smiled as I headed towards Tara's phone.
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Later that night, the whole house was quiet and asleep except for me. We had agreed to take turns on Illyria guard duty. Suddenly a loud crash came from the window and before I could summon water to drown the bastard this masked man grabbed the awakened Illyria and jumped out the window, before Tara's parents came running into the room.
"What was that?" Mrs. McClay asked looking at the broken window.
"Must have been the wind," I told her lamely. Luckily Tara's Parents were both so exhausted that they didn't realize Illyria was missing and went back to bed promising to fix the window tomorrow.
"What really happened?" Harmony asked rubbing her eyes.
"Illyria got captured by someone I think is working with the werewolf." I explained.
"What makes you think that?" Willow asked.
"I got a good look at his tattoo. I recognized it from all the studying; it was that werewolf cult, the Lycanthrophiles, which had the crescent moon and the letter L as their symbol." I theorized.
"This is bad," Tara looked worried.
"Don't worry sweetie," Willow assured her, "The cult won't hurt Illyria. All we have to do is save her from her worshipers."
