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For character/name reference: Lukas = Norway, Matthias = Denmark, Vlad = Romania (Sorry if some of these are not their actual human names X).)

Chapter three

Arthur paused before entering the bar. Compared to the others which littered that part of town, the outside did not look like anything special, but he knew that this certain bar was much more than met the eye solely due to the guests and one of the owners. He sighed before he opened the door and entered, glancing at the modest tables, lights, chairs, and bar.

There were only two people in the bar, a guest and the bartender, but that was normal and in all honesty Arthur liked the fact that only those two were there. Casually, he walked up to the bar and sat down, asking the bartender for an ale. The bartender did so, only to comment as he placed the ale down, "You have a new case."

"That obvious? Let me guess, your particular sources?" Arthur asked the man, giving him a dry yet friendly smile. Arthur and the bartender, Lukas, had known eachother for a long time and both of them had gotten into the wizardry business around the same time. And like Arthur, Lukas had realized that wizardry did not pay to well and decided to pick up the second job of helping his older brother run a bar. Due to this, the bar soon became known as a place for the bizarre characters of the city which tended to affect their sales to normal people. His brother Matthias would occasionally complain about this, but as long as they made a profit Lukas could usually shut him up.

"Edelstein is a respectable family, so the idea that a member would be attacked would of course make the news," Lukas explained while pouring himself a cup of coffee before continuing, "So, what about the case brings you here?"

"A second opinion mostly. I'm pretty sure about what happened, but I still have this feeling that something else is going on," Arthur explained in between sips of ale. The other two told him to continue, causing him to explain, "I believe that what attacked him last night was a werewolf. But what makes me uneasy is the fact that a witness said that there was a howl which the werewolf responded to, which makes me think that there are two of them. And if that's the case then could there be more? Also why would a bunch of werewolves suddenly appear here?"

"Who's your source, the ghost again?" the other customer asked with a slight chuckle. The customer was another long-time patron, who like the two wizards was a bit peculiar himself.

His name was Vlad, and he was a vampire; or strigoi as he preferred to be called. Like with Gilbert, Arthur had met him a while back because of other cases, but because Vlad did not do too much damage he did not try to get rid of him. This was partly helped by the fact that instead of going out hunting he could get his favorite drink at this bar whenever he needed it: "specialty" virgin bloody Marys,' preferably given from an alcoholic or diabetic. Arthur was not too sure where Lukas received the blood for the vampire, but he figured that it was best to not raise any red flags and lose two good associates because of it.

"As a matter of fact yes. He may be a bit of a pain, but he rarely lies and he was the only witness," Arthur answered.

"And did he tell you it was a werewolf?" Lukas asked, answering Vlad's request for more blood.

"No, that was what I surmised. According to him the man who attacked Edelstein had ears and a tail, responded to a wolf-like howl, and turned into a large dog," Arthur explained.

The other two fell silent for a moment before Vlad cautiously asked, "And you are sure that it is a werewolf? I mean, there are other creatures that turn into part canine to full canine. Hell, if I really wanted to I could."*

"This isn't my first case Vlad, I was simply asking your guys opinion because of the stupid pack theory. And from what I know about werewolves they usually try to not leave their victims alive...unless there's a reason for it," Arthur began defensively.

"That's right. But I think what Vlad was trying to get at was that you should at least glance through the doors before you close them," Lukas responded, earning a nod from Vlad.

Arthur sighed to this and began to sip his ale again, only to pause and look at his cell when he felt it ring. He frowned when he noticed it was a text from Alfred, reporting that there was another attack. Slowly, Arthur paid for the drink and began to leave saying that he had work to do. As he left, Vlad called out, "Look on the bright side, maybe you'll be able to figure it out soon! Keep us in the loop okay!"

A little earlier at Roderich's house

A knock came to Roderich's door, causing a young woman to call out that she would get it and quickly open the door. The woman was Roderich's girlfriend, a relatively nice girl called Elizabeta. She smiled happily when she saw who knocked; a childhood friend of hers called Feliciano, only to then frown slightly when she noticed that he looked worried. The fact that he was wearing a hood over his head and walked differently worried her.

"Hello Feli, is everything alright?" she asked.

"Ya, just…feeling a little odd lately. I heard what happened to Mr. Edelstein and wanted to know how he's doing," Feliciano explained.

"Well, why don't you come in and find out. And I've told you before, you don't need to call him Mr. Edelstein. He's your friend too so you can relax," Elizabeta said while allowing him to enter.

Like Elizabeta, Feliciano had come from a humble childhood; the two of them being raised in the same children's home. She had looked out for Feliciano since he and his brothers first appeared in a basket, and had introduced him to her friend from a wealthy home, Roderich. As the three of them grew older, Roderich's family had helped him make something of himself; which caused Feliciano to happily respect Roderich. Currently, Feliciano was the personal aid to the city's mayor and he could not be happier with how things were going…until the other night when things started going strange.

Elizabeta led the guest to the spotless living room where Roderich sat brooding on his beautiful piano. He had given up on the care at the hospital and decided to check himself out early; believing his girlfriend could do a better job of taking care of him. He frowned when he saw the younger man enter the room and asked what he was hiding under his hood.

Feliciano tried to get out of showing, saying that his head was cold and had embarrassing hair that day, but the hood slid off when a low howl became heard throughout the neighborhood. Under the hood was a pair of auburn-colored ears, pricking at the sound of howling and shattering glass from the window in the dining room, but the trio was more focused on the intruder who stalked into the living room door.

The intruder looked like a naked man, but had ears and a tail and walked hunched over as if he was not sure about standing up right. Slowly, the man began to walk up to Elizabeta and Feliciano, only to be stopped by Roderich. Usually, Roderich was not much of a fighter, but something inside him caused him to attack the intruder.

As the two of them fought, Elizabeta grabbed hold of Felicaino's hand and pull him to the kitchen. Once there she grabbed hold of a frying pan she was going to use for dinner and said, "You stay here, I need to go help Roddy!"

Feliciano did not respond, but simply stared at the noise of the two fighting; his usually brown eyes turning an eerie yellow. Concerned, Elizabeta shuck him until he snapped out of it, causing him to say, "We need to get out of here and get help! Run!"

"I'm not leaving Roddy alone to fight that…thing!" Elizabeta answered while setting the other in the pantry. She then continued while walking off, "Stay here until I say come out. If more than ten minutes pass call the police, okay."

And so Feliciano sat there for several minutes, counting the minutes as they passed. He could hear yelling and barking from the next room, including at minute three the sound of Elizabeta gasping. At minute six another howl came followed by another minute of silence, almost causing him to want to get out and investigate. Slowly, he began to open the door, only to stop and hold his breath when he saw a large, brown wolf covered in scars walk pass. Silence continued for four more minutes, causing him to belief that it was safe to leave the pantry and see what happened.

The kitchen, living room, dining room, and front door area were all a disaster area, the furniture all ruined with the floor and walls splattered in blood. Leaning against the remnants of the piano was Elizabetha, battered yet still breathing, with the slightest points of ears starting to appear out of her head. She slowly blinked her eyes open when she felt Feliciano panicky shake her, only to then be left alone when he remembered that he should call for help.

random folklore facts: In Romanian folklore, one of the kinds of vampire is called Strigoi which could be either alive or dead and often drank from neighbors or livestock. As for the turning into a wolf part, throughout the world there are plenty of variations of what a vampire can look like/turn into; not just bats. Some of these include normal humans (beautiful and hideous), invisible, wolves/hellhounds, mist and shadows, bats, ect. There are also a lot of different ways to become a vampire, all of them based on superstitions of the medieval era. Some of these include going over a bridge at night, being born out of wedlock, having the evil eye shown to your mom while pregnant with you, being born too hairy or with other imperfections, or simply having 6 older siblings all of the same gender.

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