It is the night before the full moon when Dorien is leaving a party at her tennis club. The Enchanted Ones' brown-haired friend with the blushing cheeks is joined by two older friends. The two young men tower above her with their broad shoulders and muscular bodies.

They have had a little too much to drink and clumsily totter onto the street. Dorien is coming with them to support them and to make sure they get home safely. The three youngsters are completely alone and in the night's sky the moon is almost full. Its majestic glow glides past the gray buildings and illuminates the path of the partygoers.

'Damn, that was one crazy party,' one of the boys laughs. He has black hair, a lightly tanned skin, and green eyes. His crew-cut hair operates as the dividing line between his pointy ears and long face, which some girls would consider handsome. The thing girls really fall for is his cheeky boyish smirk.

'Yeah, I haven't guzzled this much in ages,' the other boy runs his fingers through his wild brown hair. His tanned skin is already showing some signs of wear and tear, but no fault can be found with his muscular body. His round face, his deep-set brown eyes, and his stubby nose make him look a little like a caveman.

'Hold up, you guys drank way too much,' Dorien pushes the two sloshed boys against a wall so they don't tip over.

'O, I have such a headache!' the boy with the wild, brown hairs laughs drunkenly.

'Shh! Someone might hear us,' the other boy with his cheeky boyish smirk chuckles.

'You don't need to worry, I'm the only one here,' Costabor, the sinister headmaster of Magic School, suddenly steps out from the shadows.

'Who are you?' the youngsters freak out.

'That's not important. Listen...'

'Sorry gramps,' the caveman kid interrupts him, 'but we need to go home.' Laughing in a drunken haze, the threesome teeters past Costabor.

'You shouldn't have done that. Howl of the wolf and glow of the moon, make a werewolf out of this goon,' he hisses a spell in their direction.

The three friends stiffen and bend over tautly in a spastic convulsion. Their arms, legs, and back expand and tear their clothes to pieces as they grow. Long, dark hairs sprout from their skin and condense into a thick coat of fur. Claws, sharp fangs, and a pointed snout contort their human characteristics.

Three man-sized wolves have taken the place of the young partygoers. The three werewolves throw their enormous heads back and howl under the waxing moon.

'Make some noise, wolfies! But you guys have to promise me one thing: attack the pixie village,' Costabor commands hem. Grinning, the wolves bare their pearly white teeth and then they scurry along the streets.

'Stupid dogs,' Costabor scoffs, pleased.


The following morning, Nathalie and Kim are already up while Kelly is still in bed sleeping. Kim just got back from the store and walks into the kitchen.

'Has Kelly still not waken up?' she remarks as she places the shopping bags on the countertop.

'No, she keeps on sleeping. But oh well, we've been experiencing that every Saturday,' Nathalie sighs. She is sitting at the small kitchen table reading a Harry Potter book with a steaming cup of tea in front of her.

'I have nothing against her sleeping in a little, but staying in bed until eleven o'clock or later every Saturday is cutting it.'

Nathalie takes a sip from her tea. 'Oh, I'll call this time around. Kelly, wake up!'

Kelly turns over in bed another time and slowly opens her eyes. She hears her sister calling and answers:

'Okay, I'm coming. Give me a couple minutes.'

'Okay, but hurry! We haven't got all day!'

'Every Saturday the same old song. I can sleep in if I want to?' she yawns. She climbs out of bed and teeters to her personal bathroom, where she washes and gets dressed. Afterwards, she walks to her bedroom door, still drowsy.

'Though, it's actually kind of late. Let's go down...' She touches her door handle and gasps. In a sudden shock, her body stiffens and images flash before her eyes like figments of a dream. She gets a sort of hazy, gray picture before her eyes that she trips and falls on her face.

'That was weird!' she blinks momentarily. Without another thought, she opens her door and steps into the hallway. Her foot gets caught behind a running shoe and she trips. She falls on her face with a big "thud".

'What was that?' Kim hears the sudden fall. She walks to the stairs in the big entryway and calls upstairs, 'Everything alright, Kelly?'

'No, I tripped and fell!', she removes a running shoe from under her, 'Whose shoe is this?'

Nathalie also checks out the noise and recognizes the footwear Kelly is holding on top of the stairs. 'Hey, that's my shoe!'

'O really?', angrily she tosses it through an open window, 'Oops, there it goes!'

'Hmm, there's one more where that came from,' she shrugs and nonchalantly heads back to the kitchen. Wobbly, Kelly shuffles down the stairs.

'You sure are in a bad mood,' Kim remarks. Well, when aren't you?

'You would be too if you had trip...' she touches the wall and again her breath stops short and her body petrifies. She hears the doorbell ring and sees Kim opening the door in fuzzy, gray images. A mailman hands her a package and a letter. 'Very weird!'

'What's weird?' Kim asks and then the doorbell rings. 'Oh, the door!'

'Wait, don't open it!'

'Why not?' The bell chimes one more time.

'It's the mailman. He has a package and a letter for you. He's going to ask you to sign a form.'

'What?' The doorbell jingles once more.

'Is no one getting that?' Nathalie calls from the kitchen.

'Yes, I'll get it!' Kim calls back before looking worriedly at Kelly. 'Kelly, sit down. That fall didn't do you any good.' She walks to the end of the entryway and opens the front door. And indeed, the mailman is at the door.

'I have a letter for Kelly C., Nathalie B., and Kim Jansen. Are you one of them, miss?' the postal officer asks.

'Uhm...yeah, I'm Kim Jansen.'

He hands her a cream-colored envelope with their names on it. 'There you go and I also have a package. If you would like to sign here?' He shows her a clipboard with a form of receipt and she signs it with the provided pen.

'Okay? Where's the package?'

'Here you go and have a nice day!' He hands her the package, turns around, and leaves in his postal van. Afterwards, Kim closes the door and walks into the living room, where Kelly has settled in on the couch in the meantime.

Carrying the package and the letter, Kim looks at her sister with a dumbfounded expression. 'How did you know that?'

'I have no idea! I touched the wall and I got this kind of vision. I don't actually know.'

'You know who we have to notify about this,' Kim raises an eyebrow with a grin.

'Oh Ivan!' Kelly cheers, elated. Not a second later, the teacher-wizard arrives in a swirling flurry of white sparkles.

'Is something wrong? I heard you guys calling my name.'

'Wow, that's weird...do you know who else is weird? Kelly!' Kim eyes her, still amazed.

'Really? What's the matter with you, Kelly?' Worried, he sits down beside her on the couch. It makes her blush.

'Oh, I just fell,' she brushes the incident off as a trifle.

'O, that's not so weird,' he takes hold of her hand, which makes her blush even more.

'Not that! The visions!' Kim groans. O my god, one look of that handsome fella and she's all flustered!

'O, that. I had a vision that I fell and also one about the mailman, nothing else.'

'Yeah, but you explained them so precise it's creepy,' Kim crosses her arms across her chest.

'Kelly, is this true? Do you have premonitions?' Ivan asks.

'I don't know if I can call them premonitions...'

'But you see events before they actually happen?'

'Yeah. What does it mean?' She is getting a little worried now.

He takes hold of her other hand as well. 'Nothing serious. It's most likely your powers that are developing. It's not uncommon for witches to manifest several powers.'

'O, alright then,' she blushes even more now. God, his hands are soft! 'What's in the package?'

Kim looks at the box she is holding and reads the label that sticks to it. 'O...uhm...skin creams and lotions...for Nathalie, I guess.'

Right then, Nathalie makes herself heard again from the kitchen. 'Who was at the door?'

'The mailman! With a package for you!' Kim calls back.

'O, my skin creams and lotions. I'll be right there!'

'Hand me that box,' Kelly stretches her hands out to the package and Kim hands her the box, 'I'd like to see what's in...'

She gasps and stiffens again when she opens the box. In black and white images, she sees Nathalie applying the foundation cream of Yves Rocher. When she wants to look in a mirror, she has a rash on her face and screams. 'Wow!'

'What? Did you have another premonition?' Kim asks. At that moment, Nathalie enters the living room.

'Nathalie, I suggest you don't apply the foundation cream of Yves Rocher,' Kelly warns her.

'Why not?'

'If you do, you'll get a rash on your face.'

'How would you know?' Nathalie blinks a couple times out of bewilderment.

'Long story!'

'Cliffs Notes version: she has premonitions,' Kim says. Kinda cool actually.

'O, neat! Can you predict the results of the lottery?' Nathalie conspiratorially raises her eyebrows.

'No, she must not and cannot. Kelly, you're not allowed to use your powers for personal gain,' Ivan looks deep into her eyes with his sparkly, chestnut brown gaze. Despite the fact that she is melting, she still has questions.

'What would happen if I did use my powers to win the lottery?'

'I don't know, but in any case you wouldn't be able to keep your winnings. You'd suddenly lose your lottery ticket or the lottery would go bankrupt and not be able to pay out.'

'I can collapse an entire monetary system with a single vision,' she looks a bit befuddled, but then she smirks, 'Awesome!'

'I don't think you understand what I mean...You guys absolutely cannot use your powers to meet personal ends! Promise me!' he addresses the three young witches.

'Fine, we promise!' they swear simultaneously, but reluctantly. Not fair, we finally have magic powers and we're not even allowed to use them for fun, Kelly mopes.

'Speaking of your powers, the pixie village was attacked by werewolves last night.'

'Werewolves? Pixies? Those things are real too?' Kim asks surprised.

'Wait, are pixies the life-size women with big butterfly wings or the little people with small wings?' Nathalie asks.

'The little people with small glittering wings that sometimes steal your stuff. The large ones are fairies.'

'Are those real too?' Kelly's eyes grow to the size of marbles. That would be just like in Winx Club!

'No, fairies are a children's fantasy.'

'But they were attacked by freaking werewolves!' Nathalie throws her arms in the air.

'Yes, I find that strange too. Werewolves never go near the pixie village.'

'Apparently, their restraining order expired. Can you take us there?' Kelly asks.

'Yes, they're expecting us.'


A while later, Ivan orbs the Enchanted Ones to the pixie village in a swirling flurry of white sparkles. Amidst a forest, the miniscule village is surrounded by tall oak trees. The tiny houses of the village look more like giant mushrooms, similar to the tiny houses of the Smurfs. These mushrooms are well-decorated with wreaths and tiny Chinese lanterns, but some are shattered and reduced to rubble.

'What happened here?' Kim asks.

'They were attacked by werewolves. I already told you.' If Ivan had an informal bone in his body, he would have said "Duh!" and rolled his eyes.

'Where are the pixies, though?' Kelly asks.

'They're right in front of you.'

'Where?' Nathalie asks.

'There!' he points to the ground, where there is a small group of tiny glittering humans. The pixies aren't taller than a hand. They wear little glittering robes and have small, pointy, see-through wings that sparkle in the light. Their little cheeks are so red it looks like they are constantly blushing. Fascinated, the pixies gaze at the - in their eyes - immense Enchanted Ones.

'They're microscopically small!' Kim snickers, causing a pixie to flutter up and kick her in the nose. 'Ouch! What was that about?' she rubs her aching nose.

'They don't like to be called small,' Ivan whispers to her.

'Fine, then we won't say how teeny-tiny they are.' The pixies shoot her a cross look. Clearly, this is not the best way to make new friends. 'What? I told you I wouldn't call you tiny.'

'Calm down, Kim! Before you're the one attacking their village,' Nathalie calms her down.

'Why have they decorated their village?' Kelly tries to change the subject.

'They celebrate their baptism feast around this time of year. All of this year's newborn pixies are anointed and the deceased pixies are commemorated.'

Suddenly, the pixies lift off and zip to their little village. Some of them tug at the Enchanted Ones' sleeves and hair.

'What do they want from us?' Nathalie asks.

'They want you to follow,' Ivan grins broadly.


In the pixie village, the girls are greeted warmly by the rest of the pixies. A couple of pixies flutter around them and place a wreath around each of their necks.

'How sweet of them,' Kim smells the colorful and fragrant garland.

'They may be now, but watch it or they'll steal your keys or other shiny objects.'

'Yeah, very informative, Ivan, but how about these werewolves? Where are they?' Kelly asks.

'Gone, of course! They only come out at night.'

'Does this mean we have to stay here until midnight?' Nathalie pouts. Ugh, not again.

'I don't know if the werewolves will return tonight, so I guess you guys can go home.'

'Alrighty.' She happily snags the wreath from her neck and whirls around.

'Off with this thing.' Kelly hangs her wreath on a tree, but gets a premonition again. Her breath stops short and black-and-white images flash before her closed eyelids. She sees herself pit against a growling man-sized she-wolf. She squints her eyes causing the beast to crash against a tree. The she-wolf positions herself for an attack, but after having looked behind her, she flees.

'I don't think we'll be going home tonight.' These premonitions might become a real pain in the ass.

'Why not?' Kim asks.

'Because I just had a premonition and in it, I saw the werewolves attacking again tonight.'

'Great. Another night of patrolling,' Nathalie throws her arms in the air and raises her eyes to heaven, but then she whirls back around.


At night, the moon is high above the pixie village. Almost full, it hangs there in the sky like a mother watching over her child from afar. And while the pixies are preparing their feast, the Enchanted Ones patrol along the edge of the forest.

'Those pixies sure are having fun. And what are we doing? We're hunting demons once again,' Nathalie nags. I hope this won't become a weekly thing.

'Did you have any plans for tonight then?' Kim snickers.

'No, but it's the thought that counts. I'm a 16-year-old teenage girl. I shouldn't be chasing monsters!'

'Well Nathalie, tough luck for you and for us, because we've been given these powers as witches for a reason.'

'Including the fact that we're the Enchanted Ones and it's our destiny to protect all magical creatures and innocents,' Kelly adds.

'And we're not allowed to use our powers for personal gain. I know!' Nathalie dispiritedly hangs her head.

'Eh Kelly, what's the deal between you and Ivan?' Kim suddenly asks.

'Ivan? There's nothing between Ivan and me!' The sudden question makes her blush. What does she know about us?

'Oh no? You're blushing, though,' Nathalie laughs. Busted!

'Come on, Kelly. That shouldn't make you blush. I understand perfectly. Ivan is totally your type,' Kim peers at her sister from the corner of her eye.

'What's that supposed to mean?'

'Well, he's four years your senior, blond, and quite attractive.'

'So, I'm not the only one that thinks he's handsome?'

'No, we think he's a hottie too,' Nathalie laughs. No thanks, no weird wizard for me!

'Stop it!' That's not funny. I actually like him.

'O Kelly, we're only teasing you. Come on, we're family!' Kim comforts the blushing witch. Suddenly, they hear something snap in the forest.

'What was that?' Nathalie freaks.

'I don't know. Shine your flashlight in the bushes over there!' Kim points to the bushes in the distance. Nathalie shines the flashlight she brought with her at the overgrown forest.

'Do you see anything?' Kelly asks.

'Yeah there!' Kim points to a rustling shrub and Nathalie shines her light to it. From the rustling bush, a cute little bunny hops forward. Its fur is gray, spotted with white dots. Innocent in nature, the critter nibbles at some grass.

'Oh, how creepy: a bunny,' Nathalie rolls her eyes.

'Not there! There!' Kim points to a sheen in the bushes. Nathalie shines her light at the sheen that gleams above the little bunny and she recognizes its shape:

'It's just a pair of sharp teeth in a wolf's maw. Wait, what? A werewolf!'

All of a sudden, a man-sized wolf leaps from the bushes, over the Enchanted Ones, and runs into the pixie village. The fur of the wild wolf is black on its back and white on its belly. The animal whooshes through the woods like a spear. After it has smashed a mushroom house, it throws its head back and howls.

'After it!' Kelly urges her sisters. The Enchanted Ones chase the werewolf, but keep a safe distance.

'Hup, go closer!' Kim tugs at Kelly's sleeve.

'O no, you go closer!' the redhead pushes Nathalie to the front.

'Me? No, you go!' the latter pulls Kim in front of her like a human shield.

'And I still think Kelly should go first!' the brunette shoves Kelly in front of her. A bit too hard, though, because she bumps up against the wolf. The black and white werewolf notices them and snarls.

'Good doggie!' Nathalie trembles in fear. The animal spins around towards them and bares its razor-sharp teeth with a gnarl.

'I'm scared,' Kim holds onto Kelly's arm.

'We have nothing to be scared of. We're the Enchanted Ones!' her sister bravely puts her chin up, but the werewolf continues to growl.

'Try telling it that!' Nathalie shrieks.

'Plan B?' Kelly looks at her sisters.

'Plan B,' they both nod.

'Run!'

All three of them bolt for the trees while the werewolf races after them. Its barks rattle them. The Enchanted Ones quickly climb a tree and hold onto its branches for dear life. Licking its lips, the werewolf gazes up at them from the ground.

'What do we do?' Kim pants.

'We stay here and wait for the sun to rise,' Nathalie suggests.

'Good plan,' Kim nods, scared.

'We can't just keep sitting up here?' Kelly wheezes.

'O yes, we can. All night long if we have to!'

Another wolf howls in the distance. The werewolf at the bottom of the tree notices the howling and leaves the girls be so it can dart back to the pixie village.

'O, it's gone. Thank god,' Nathalie breathes a sigh of relief.

'Yup, we're leaving the tree,' Kelly climbs down. Nathalie clambers down the tree too, but Kim keeps hanging onto the branches.

'But what if it comes back?'

'Then we'll use our powers!' Kelly drags her down.


The Enchanted Ones run into the pixie village and soon catch sight of the two wolves. The black and white wolf is joined by a different wolf with completely brown fur that almost looks red.

'There they are!' Kim points to the two large beasts. The werewolves hear her, turn around, and stalk towards the teenage witches.

'Did you have to be so loud?' Nathalie hisses. The wolves pounce them, but the girls throw themselves to the ground causing the animals to jump over them. The black wolf with the white belly viciously snarls at them.

'Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?' Kim scoffs while she and her sisters scramble to their feet. The wolf gets angry and pounces them again.

'You had to go and say that!' Kelly squints her eyes and with a big crash, the black and white wolf flies through a tree that then snaps in half.

'Nice hit,' Nathalie compliments Kelly, but now the brown wolf pounces them.

'Number 2!', Kim stretches her hands and freezes the animal, 'Let's get the hell out of here.' They walk away from the trajectory of the wolf that is suspended in motion and prepare themselves for the next attack.

'And action!' Kim moves her hands in little circles and makes the brown wolf move again. It plummets to the ground and hits its skull straight on a sharp protruding rock. The witches hear a loud, sickening "crack" and the wolf stays lying quite still under the trees.

At once, the wolf shrinks and from under all the hair appears a tanned young man with the muscular body of an athlete. A bleeding head wound amid his wild brown hair shines red in the moonlight.

'Is he...? I'm just saying,' Nathalie hesitates.

Kelly checks the young man's pulse. 'No, he's gone.'

'And he didn't look as bad as a human,' Kim mourns the attractive young man, who technically was innocent. A dilemma for a witch who is supposed to save innocents. The other werewolf, which Kelly knocked through a tree, regains consciousness and races towards them again.

'You don't know when to quit, do you? Wolf!' Nathalie points to the black and white wolf and waves her arm in the direction of a row of trees. The animal scatters into a surging sea of tiny, powder blue light orbs and the sea of light whizzes through the trees. The werewolf materializes and lands on its side, but gets back up. It throws its head back and howls. Another wolf answers the howl.

'What's it doing?' Kelly wonders.

'I don't know and I don't to wait and find out.' Kim freezes the black and white werewolf before it can do something else.

'Bad dog!' Nathalie sends the wolf back to a tree in a surging sea of tiny, powder blue light orbs, but this time the animal materializes too soon. A sharp branch pierces its throat and the werewolf droops its head. A red stain grows from its punctured throat like a blooming rose, drenching its fur in blood.

Its wolf form fades as well. Instead of hair and claws, a mildly tan young man with crew-cut black hair appears. He might not be a muscled jock like his buddy, but he also has an athletic body.

'Another hottie,' Nathalie mourns the stud.

'Are all tan, handsome guys with a six-pack werewolves now?' Kim despairingly throws her arms in the air. If they hadn't been evil, I would've loved to have gone out with them.

Kim also can't seem to shake the feeling that they just murdered two innocent boys. Suddenly, they hear the screams of squeaky voices and the growls of a wolf.

'The pixies!' Kelly realizes the threat.

'And yet another werewolf? Our day couldn't get any better,' Nathalie sighs. They run to the center of the pixie village, where the baptism feast is to be held. There the sisters see a brown wolf with a white belly chasing panicky pixies.

'I hate werewolves,' Nathalie grumbles. How many of these animals are out here?

Kelly freaks out, because she recognizes this wolf. 'Hey, that's the werewolf from my premonition!'

'How can you tell?' Nathalie asks.

'Because this is a bitch and the last two had something she doesn't.'

'Have at it then. She's all yours!' Kim pushes her forward.

'Thanks, but not really. Hey bitch!' The she-wolf whirls around and growls.

'Yeah, growl all you want,' she squints her eyes and the she-wolf crashes against a tree. She shakes her head and barks. Kelly keeps standing there a little dazed.

'Is something wrong?' Nathalie asks.

'Yeah, she's supposed to run away right about now.'

At that moment the sun rises behind them. The she-wolf notices from the corner of her eye and gets scared the living daylights out of her. She immediately jumps in the bushes and runs to disappear at the break of dawn.

'See, I told you she'd run away,' Kelly grins.

'Indeed. Did you see her snout when the sun rose?' Kim remarks.

'You think werewolves are afraid of the sun?' Nathalie asks.

'That would explain why she ran away.'

'Yeah, but I don't want to think about that right now. I want to go to bed, because we've once again pulled a night shift,' Kelly yawns.

'What's going to happen to those dead boys? I feel so bad for them,' Kim asks.

'Do I hear a hint of sympathy for the devil in your voice, sis?' Nathalie chuckles.

'Those boys were human beings with a family. We can't just leave them to rot in the sun?'

'We'll ask Ivan to bury them or to find their parents, okay?' Kelly suggests.

'Yes, that's good. They may have been werewolves, but they were still...'

'Sexy beasts,' Nathalie interrupts her. 'Come on, let's go home!'


The following day, the girls are lounging in the couch of their living room. They are still beat from the previous night.

'My feet are killing me. Unbearable,' Kim flicks off her high heels.

'Who goes demon hunting in high heels anyway?' Kelly chuckles.

'That we're witches doesn't mean we can't look stylish while doing it.'

Nathalie's cellphone rings all of a sudden and Nathalie takes it from her pants pocket. When she sees it is Dorien who is calling her, she groans, but she answers the call cheerfully anyway.

'Hey Dorien, how are you?'

'Hello, Nathalie! Yeah, I'm fine, you? Anyway, did you receive my letter?' Dorien asks curiously over the phone.

'That was your letter? I mean, yeah thanks.'

'And what do you think?'

'What? What do I think of what?'

'Did you not even open the enve...?'

'I'm sorry, Dorien, but we've actually not had much time.'

'Okay, it's cool. It's an invitation for a party after finals. I hope you guys can make it.'

'O well, we'll see, Dorien. You see, we've been really busy and...'

'You can bring a plus-one if you want.'

'Yeah Dorien, like I said, we'll think about it. Bye!' Nathalie abruptly hangs up. Then she goes looking for the letter in the entryway. In the living room, Ivan orbs in with a smile in a swirling flurry of white sparkles.

'Hello everyone!'

'You look awfully happy. Did something fun happen?' Kelly asks curiously. I hope it's not a new girlfriend.

'Something fun? Something amazing! You guys drove off those werewolves.'

'And that makes you happy? Those poor boys,' Kim looks blue.

'What's her problem?' Ivan looks at Kelly while pointing a thumb at Kim.

'Well, she's sorry for those cute boys because they're dead.'

'Yeah, they were really cute, but I also think they were innocent. Ivan, could you maybe bury them or find their parents? It would really mean a lot to me, because I feel so awful after last night.'

'Alright, if you want me to, I'll do it.'

'Thank you, Ivan,' Kim breathes a sigh of relief. Meanwhile, Nathalie has found Dorien's letter and she opens it as she re-enters the living room.

'Why did Dorien call?' Kelly asks.

'She asked if we had received her invitation for a party.'

'A party? What kind of party?' Kim asks.

Nathalie takes the invitation from the envelope. 'A party for after finals.'

'Sounds like a fun initiative. Why don't you go there?' Ivan grins broadly.

'Because it's not on our mind right now. You know, with all the demon crap?' Kim smiles sourly.

'But you've already taken out those werewolves, relax a little.'

'Well, we weren't able to deal with all the werewolves: one bitch got away from us,' Kelly admits.

'Really? Then why aren't you out there looking for her?'

'Because we're tired!', Nathalie sneers and then she quickly reads the invitation, 'Hey, that party is at Bouckenborgh, with an open bar.'

'Really? Give me that invitation,' Kelly reaches for the envelope. Nathalie hands her the letter, but when Kelly touches the paper, her breath stops short. She gets another gray premonition and sees Dorien transforming into a werewolf beneath the full moon. 'I know who that missing werewolf is.'

'O really, who?' Ivan asks.

'Dorien! She is the she-wolf. And I knew I recognized those boys from somewhere.' Kelly runs upstairs to her bedroom and pulls her pc from sleep mode. The others follow her to her room.

'What are you doing on Facebook?' Nathalie asks.

In the meantime, Kelly has opened up the Facebook page of Dorien's tennis club and has pulled up a group image. She points out last night's deceased boys on the picture. 'Those boys were members of Dorien's tennis club.'

'That's why they looked so sporty,' Kim smiles a little melancholically.

'Come, to the Enchanted Book!' Kelly races to the attic while the others continue following her. In the attic, Kelly has opened up the Enchanted Book to the page of werewolves.

'Werewolves do not choose to transform into wolves. The magical energy of the full moon forces them to do it.'

'Tonight is the full moon,' Ivan realizes.

'That means Dorien is going to change into a werewolf!' Nathalie gasps.

'I absolutely don't want to kill Dorien as well! I already feel horrible enough because of those innocent, muscular tennis players,' Kim refuses adamantly. There's already enough blood on my hands.

'We don't have to kill Dorien. There's a spell in here that can remove the wolf from Dorien,' Kelly tries to calm her down.

'Can we help those boys too then? We can bring them back to life and then we remove the wolf from them as well and...'

'You can't resurrect them,' Ivan shatters Kim's idea to pieces. 'Magic can't do that. At least not indefinitely.'

'So let me get this straight. We can destroy demons, turn ourselves into mermaids, but we can't bring back someone to life and help them?', tears start to well up in her eyes, 'That's so unfair and I think those dead boys would agree with me.'

'Kim, we can't help every innocent that crosses our path, but let's at least try to save who we can,' Nathalie tries to console her.

'Okay, I just feel really badly about those boys,' Kim sniffles.

'We need to get Dorien here in the attic and then all we have to do is cast the spell and problem solved,' Kelly unravels her plan.

'Yeah, but where's Dorien now?' Kim asks.

'At home, duh,' Nathalie makes a logical assumption.


A little before five PM, when the sun is already starting to set, the Enchanted Ones reach Dorien's home. They ring the bell and Dorien's mother opens the door.

'Girls, it's almost dark out. What brings you here?' a woman who is Dorien's spitting image, but only with ginger hair, asks.

'We urgently need to talk to Dorien. Is she home?' Nathalie asks.

'Yes, she's upstairs in her room.'

'Can you go and get her, Mrs. D.?' Kim asks.

'Okay. Wait here,' Dorien's mother enters the house and climbs the stairs to Dorien's room, 'Dorien, a couple of girls are here to see you!'

'We need to hurry, because it won't be long before the moon is shining bright,' Kelly urges. After all, the moon has risen half an hour ago.

'I'm sorry, but she doesn't want to see anyone,' Dorien's mother is back at the door.

'Then she's out of luck, because we do want to see her!' Kelly pushes the lady out of the way and enters the house. Nathalie and Kim follow her.

'You can't just barge in here like that!' the older woman yells after them.

'Mrs. D., this is an emergency! Dorien!' Nathalie shouts as she races up the stairs.

'Go away, I don't want to see anyone!' Dorien screams back from her room. The sisters race to Dorien's bedroom on the second floor as quickly as they can.

'Dorien, open up! We want to help you,' Kelly knocks on Dorien's bedroom door.

'Go away!' their cursed friend shouts back.

'Dorien, we know you're a werewolf and we're sorry that your friends died,' Kim tries to convince her to open the door.

'Good, it's your fault they're dead!'

'Dorien please, come with us! We can help you.'

'Really? Okay, I'm coming,' she rises from her bed and trudges to her bedroom door. A cloud floats along the night's sky and reveals the full moon. In its infinite purity, the moon illuminates the rooftops of Antwerp. Its white light shines into the hallway outside of Dorien's room through a skylight.

'O no, the full moon is in the sky,' Nathalie freaks.

'Dorien, hurry up!' Kim screams while she hammers the door with her fist. Just when Dorien is about to push down her door handle, she starts to feel the influence of the moon on her person.

'I don't feel so well...', the hair on her arms starts growing rapidly and her teeth are becoming longer and sharper, 'O no. Help!'

'We need to get inside now!' Kelly squints her eyes and the door flings open.

'Dorien!' Nathalie gasps when she sees the transforming girl. Obviously, she could use a shaving.

Dorien's hands and arms change into paws and claws and her metamorphoses is complete. On all fours and swishing a brown tail, the she-wolf advances threateningly on the Enchanted Ones. She howls once and jumps through the window to her left. She lands in a backyard and clambers over a low garden wall. Kelly followed her with her eyes from the window.

'Damn it!', she turns to her sisters, 'We need to get her to the attic somehow.'

'And how do you suppose we do that? Leave a trail of doggy treats all the way to the attic?' Nathalie raises an eyebrow.

'I don't care! Just...I'm starting to get an idea,' she looks at Kim, 'Freeze her', she looks at Nathalie, 'and orb her to the attic. I'll meet you guys there.'


While Kelly heads back home, Nathalie and Kim search for Dorien the werewolf. The two witches look around the small streets of Dorien's neighborhood.

'Dorien sweetie, come here, good doggie! Massively overgrown doggie...with sharp teeth,' Nathalie tries to lure their transformed friend with a frightened heart.

'Come on out, Dorien! We want to help you,' Kim tries to lure her in turn.

A trash can tumbles all of a sudden. A wolf maw shows itself and teeth like daggers glisten in the moonlight.

'Dorien? Show yourself! We won't hurt you,' Nathalie tries to reassure her, but the brown and white she-wolf pounces them with a growl.

'Bad dog!' Kim stretches her hands and freezes their werewolf friend.

'Kelly said: "I don't care." Attic!', Nathalie orbs the stationary she-wolf to the attic of their house, 'That leaves us.'

Kim takes her hand and together the sisters orb after Dorien, who has already turned up at the attic. The she-wolf arrives in a surging sea of tiny, powder blue light orbs. Still motionless, she stands at the center of the room.

Kelly, who was hiding behind the Enchanted Book, squints her eyes pushing the werewolf in a chair she had already put in place. She darts to the she-wolf and ties up her paws with strings of rope that were lying around in the attic.

Not a moment after she has tightened the last knot, Dorien starts to move again. She is raging like a rabid beast. Then Nathalie and Kim orb in.

'You didn't get here a moment too soon,' Kelly sighs.

'So, what now?' Kim asks.

'I don't know, I didn't think we'd get this far.'

'What? You've just become a psychic, but you didn't plan this far ahead?' Nathalie hollers.

'Just let me think. Oh!', Kelly suddenly gets an epiphany, 'The spell!'

She hurries to the Enchanted Book and opens it up. Nathalie and Kim go to stand next to her and the Enchanted Ones say the following together:

'Separate the beauty from the beast,

end this monster's feast.'

The raging Dorien drops her wolf head as if she has suddenly fallen asleep. Her "sleeping" wolf form appears before her in an orange flash like that of a retractable Agfa camera from the 40s and her unconscious human form stays put in the chair.

'It's working!' Kelly cheers, but the she-wolf awakens and lashes out at them with her claws.

'Or not!' Kim stretches her hands and freezes the werewolf while Dorien is waking up again. She gets frightened when she sees the she-wolf:

'Aah, no! Get her away from me! Hey, she's not moving.'

'And she's back,' Kim mumbles.

'But not in the right place. Switch!' Nathalie each points to Dorien and the werewolf with a finger and then crosses her fingers. Dorien switches places with the she-wolf in an exchange of tiny, powder blue light orbs.

Gratefully, Dorien runs to her friends and hugs her saviors. 'Thank you, but how do you plan on taking her out?'

'No clue. Do you have any suggestions? You were her after all,' Kelly asks.

'Werewolves can't stand the sunlight. That's why they need a human host.'

'Then all we have to do is wait for the sun to rise,' Kim grins optimistically, but the werewolf is moving again and raging like a storm on the small rickety chair.

'That's not an option,' Kelly purses her lips in fear.

'Wait! I recently stumbled upon something in the basement that might help,' Nathalie remembers and she orbs away.

'We have a basement?' Kelly mutters to Kim, who only shrugs. A few clicks later, Nathalie orbs back into the attic with a couple of UV lamps and an extension cord.

'Wisdom is better than strength. UV radiation originates from the sun, right?' she shoves a UV lamp in her sisters' and Dorien's hands each. They plug in the lamps in the sockets of the extension cord, which Nathalie connects to an outlet.

The UV lamps jump to life and immediately emanate their radiation. Yet the fur of the barking she-wolf starts to catch fire here and there and soon her entire coat is burning. Twitching and with a final howl, the werewolf bursts into a shower of sparks.

'Thank you. Thank you!' Dorien hugs the Enchanted Ones once again.

'It feels good to do good, doesn't it?' Nathalie smiles.

'Yeah, but I still feel sorry for those handsome boys,' Kim sighs sadly.


A week later, the teenage witches attend the shared funeral of the two tennis players of Dorien's club. Donned in matching black, pious dresses, the sisters take a seat all the way in the back of the church. Dorien is sitting with the other members of the tennis club and waves sheepishly at her magic friends.

'I'm glad Ivan found the families of those boys,' Kim whispers mournfully, but still relieved.

'Yes, that was a good idea of yours, Kim,' Nathalie squeezes her hand to encourage her.

'It wasn't their fault anyway. Dorien said some freak had cursed them. They truly were innocent.'

'And you were absolutely right about that,' Kelly looks at her, 'You really are our moral compass, eh?'

'I prefer to see the good in people,' she smiles. Kelly puts her arm around Kim's shoulder and hugs her.