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Chapter 12

"Alfred, I know where the den is. Meet me at that Mediterranean restaurant," Arthur said over the phone, rushing in the direction he knew the other would be.

"Dude, how can you think of food at a time like this?" Alfred chastised, ignoring the fact that his own stomach was grumbling from being deprived food all day.

"No, I mean that that is where the den is! Now meet me there so we can stop this before its night time, understand?" Arthur clarified, muttering under his breath about how the other was either rather stupid to think he would stop for a meal or had a rather weird sense of humor.

"Alright, got it. I'll be there in about ten minutes. Any idea what to do then, Mr. Detective," Alfred asked.

"…More or less…," Arthur mumbled before hanging up, deciding to focus more on the task of getting there than on talking to the officer.

Alfred tapped his foot frantically as he waited for Arthur to appear so that they could attack the werewolves. It was not that he doubted he could get rid of them by himself, he was a hero after all…but the idea of having someone for backup who actually knew what they were messing with did appeal itself to the youth. Several minutes later, an exhausted Brit appeared in front of the restaurant next to Alfred.

"Dude, what took you?" Alfred asked the detective as Arthur caught his breath.

"I was on the other side of the city and traffic is horrid this time of day. That's what happened. Have you noticed anything out of the ordinary since arriving here?" Arthur answered.

"Nope…unless you count them suddenly closing for the day. Other than that it seems pretty normal," Alfred answered casually, causing Arthur to shake his head. Sometimes he simply had to wonder how the other's mind functioned in order to not see the store closed as a red flag.

Instead of asking about that, however, Arthur asked, "And I take it no one from your search party had decided to check into this, correct."

"Dude, it's not exactly a crime to suddenly close for the day. Maybe the manager was simply sick or something," Alfred commented, making Arthur shake his head again.

"As a detective you need to remember to never rule out any possibility until the end," Arthur answered, trying the door in the process only to find it obviously locked. The door did not stay that way, however, after Arthur muttered a quick unlocking spell. After speaking the correct words the door flung itself open, allowing the two of them to quietly enter the building and head to the back.

"Dude, I really don't think this is right. I'm getting all nervous and stuff," Alfred whispered. At the police academy they taught him that he would usually need a warrant. There was also something about the quietness which got to him.

"Don't think too much about it. And Alfred, I'm going to tell you something very important so pay attention. If it looks like there is no way for us to get out alive, I want you to run to the kitchen and shoot the most flammable-looking object there. Understand?" Arthur whispered, focusing more on the back room where noise was coming from then on Alfred.

"What! But what about the other people," Alfred began loudly, only to begin whispering again for the rest. It was too late, however, for the werewolves had heard the noise and began to come out to see who was trespassing.

"Well know, and who do we have here?" Romulus asked upon seeing the two humans in the room. The other werewolves shared a mix of expressions; some of them looking eager for the fight they knew would most likely come and others, namely Francis, gulping.

"You guys do know that we are closed today correct?" Lovino scowled, however still obvious that his body was flexing for the fight.

"You!" Alfred yelled out upon seeing Lovino and recognizing him as the one who took Kiku. Alfred became angry at this and charged the werewolf, crashing to the ground with him while yelling out, "Where's my friend you bastard?! The mayor too!"

"Aw, it looks like Lovi made a new friend," Antonio commented obliviously. Romulus simply stared at the scene for a moment, only to then look back to Arthur and say, "You there. You seem to understand what is happening. So tell me what you two think you are doing here."

"I could tell you, but first tell me what you filth think you are doing here. This city is not yours and I want you to leave," Arthur rebutted, his hand already gripping his pocket spell book from his back pocket; knowing that he would most likely need to use it.

Romulus seemed to think about this for a moment, only to casually look out at the afternoon light and smell the scents in the room. He smiled as he recognized the scent of magic emanating from Arthur. At last he responded, "And why should I leave, Mr. Wizard?"

Arthur paused at this, causing Romulus to smile wider and snap his fingers; bringing Elizabeta and Francis to attention. He then said, "You two, redeem yourselves and keep him still. He could be quite a pest if we allow him to go free."

"What the hell are you planning you asshole. Tell us!" Alfred demanded, glaring angrily at the assumed head werewolf.

"Hey grandpa, mind sending someone to help me?" Lovino yelped upon being placed into a full nelson by Alfred. Upon seeing this Antonio growled and pounced onto Alfred. Arthur gulped upon seeing this, only to then recapture his composure and begin chanting a spell he knew by heart. Within a few seconds the two werewolves coming towards him were thrown into the other two attacking Alfred by a strong gust of wind; knocking the four roughly against the nearby wall.

"Dude, did you do that?" Alfred asked truly impressed. He had never seen Arthur use magic like that before, and it was certainly awesome to get helped by it.

Before Arthur could respond, however, he found himself kicked in the stomach while a clawed hand covered his mouth. Romulus stared at Arthur as the wizard struggled for freedom from the other, only to eventually say, "I was wondering if you were going to come out Sebo. Are the other two still back there?"

"Ya, he and Feli are watching the other guests. I would have come out sooner but Peter was acting up again," the youngest werewolf commented. Arthur could not help but give a surprised look upon hearing the name Peter, and began to dread the idea that it was the same one he knew.

Romulus noticed this, and once Elizabeta had Arthur subdued told Sebo to bring everyone out. Sebo agreed to the order, and a moment later Arthur's fear became a reality as he watched the struggling child try to squirm away from the werewolf; the mayor, Kiku, and the last two werewolves joining them in the process.

"Kiku! And Mayor Ludwig. Let them go!" Alfred yelled upon seeing the captives. However, at the moment he was held down by Lovino and Antonio to the point where he could not move.

Arthur closed his eyes upon seeing this, only to then open them, bite hard onto the hand over his mouth and shout out, "Young man what the bloody hell do you think you are doing getting caught by some little whelp of a werewolf?!"

Peter paled another shade as he looked at Arthur, only to have Arthur continue, "And what the bloody hell is this? Why would a group of werewolves need this rag tag group of hostages? I mean, the mayor perhaps. I can even see some correlation to Kiku albeit a loose one. But a street urchin? Just what are you doing?"

Romulus chuckled slightly at this while he watched Francis recover Arthur's mouth and mutter to the captive to be quiet. The head then answered, "Wizard, I'm old. I have hunted and been hunted, run out of towns and lived to the brink in forests. My entire life has been one, big fight. That's why when these three grandchildren of mine came about I decided to give them a better life away from the constant traveling by hiding them in the forms of humans. Now that the spell I placed on them has worn off and I am older, is it so hard to believe that I may simply wish to live out freely in the care of my family?"

Arthur glared at the werewolf, only to say once Francis unleashed the mouth, "No, I can understand that. But if that was simply the case then why kidnap the mayor and these other people? No, that may be why you came, but you are planning something much more than that….You turned the others into werewolves to make yourself a pack, and you are planning on sacrificing those you kidnapped aren't you?"

Romulus could not help but smile slightly and say, "You are a smart one, Mr. Wizard. Yes, I had these other ones turned to form a pack. An old wolf needs some way to protect himself from those like you who would want to chase me out. And who better to chose then those who are trusted by me family? As for those abducted…sacrifice is such a horrible word. Yes, there is the chance that they might die, but I prefer to look at it as us becoming one big happy family. Right boys?"

Lovino, Felinciano, and Sebo all smiled at this and agreed, each of them liking the idea of a large family which they would be able to have a major control over. Romulus looked happily at his pleased grandsons, only to then mumble, "And with our family we will be able to run this town so that it is a paradise for us, and no one else."

"Okay, that's it! I'll call it!" A rather annoyed Gilbert shouted out angrily while suddenly appearing out of thin air.

And cliff-hanger! What does Gilbert have to say? Will Romulus's plan succeed, or can Arthur stop them in the nick of time? And what will happen them if he cannot? Find out in the next chapter! XD

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