When The Moon Calls 38 Accepted

Jonas didn't came too close to Michael, "Sup." Greeted Jonas Michael.

Michael tilted his head to the side, "Awakening?"

Jonas gave a radiant smile, "Yep."

"Not bad, you transformed from a Lewd Lord to a l.u.s.t King hahaha."

Both of them laughed.

"Jonas? How is this possible?" Asked Zarabia in disbelief.

Jonas turned his head and smiled, "It's been a while Aunt Zarabia. Still strict as ever?"

Zarabia couldn't believe her eyes, the Jonas in front of her gave off a deep aura that made her wary of him. She couldn't understand how a waste like him could turn out like that.

"What happened to you?"

"Not much I just understood my powers." Answered Jonas lazily.

Great Elder Mosia looked at Zarabia, his eyes fully opened for the first time, "Jonas? Your nephew? Wasn't he supposed to be a normal human?" His soft voice didn't sound as nice as before.

Zarabia started sweating, she was the one who personally confirmed that Jonas wasn't able to use magic. And now he appeared here, his strange magic aura even stronger than hers.

"I don't know what happened to him, he was clearly a human when I saw him a year ago." Explained Zarabia.

Great Elder Mosia was speechless. The Northern Chaos Circle could have had two Original's as it's member but....where did they go wrong?

He faced Jonas and Michael, "These are great news for the circle, I will guide you both to the Witch of Chaos."

Jonas laughed, "Hahaha Great Elder Mosia I left the circle a few months ago, I'm not longer part of it, just like my brother here."

Great Elder Mosia's face showed for the first time cracks, his lips twitched, "Who allowed you to leave the circle, only a Great Elder Witch has the power to make such a decision."

"Great Elder Jamila did." Answered Jonas.

Great Elder Mosia's expression sunk. He recalled that there was such a case not long ago, he just didn't bother to look into it.

"Your case is then resolved, but your brother is still part of the circle." Said Great Elder Mosia forcefull.

"My brother was never part of it, he never underwent the Chaos Ritual that every witch needs to go through. Only people that went through the Chaos Ritual are members of the circle and you know it. You will have to face our both forces if you want to take him away." Said Jonas in a light tone.

A gigantic magical aura exploded out from Great Elder Mosia's body. The air around them started to quake under the pressure.

"Your both forces? Don't overestimate yourself!" Barked Great Elder Mosia angrily.

*ROOOOOOOOOAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRR*

Michael roared out, countering Great Elder Mosia's pressure.

The smoke like darkness around him changed, it started to suck in all the light in the surrounding. The area dimmed greatly. Michael looked like an all devouring beast.

Suddenly more and more howls could be heard across the whole town.

Every single werewolf in Palmer Falls had fully transformed, even those that had fainted earlier.

The darkness around Michael changed from smoke to solid, spreading out through the town.

Hundreds of werewolves could be seeing stepping on the darkness, sprinting madly, up to the sky.

Claudia, Stacey and the rest did the same, they howled, while rushing up on the solid darkness.

The group of witches were surrounded by over 3.000 werewolves. Their howls created a great pressure that was on par with Great Elder Mosia's magical aura.

Michael felt his powers draining greatly by that move but he gritted his fangs, enduring it. He had the idea from Jonas. The way Jonas used the purple haze inspired him.

Jonas smiled and clapped his palms together. His purple life force surged, small purple clouds appeared all around them. People stepped out from the purple clouds life it was some kind of portal.

Michael couldn't help but shake his head. About a hundred people came out from purple clouds, and every single one of them were beauties. Their eyes were blood red, revealing the fact that they were vampires.

Michael was curious about Jonas new abilities.

"What do you say now Great Elder Mosia?" Asked Jonas amused.

Great Elder Mosia expression turned grim, he couldn't help but look around warily.

"It's you who is forcing us, we could be allies with the Northern Chaos Circle." Said Jonas with a fake sad expression.

"We allies? Nonsense you are part of our circle! You should....." Great Elder Mosia wanted to continue with his rant but his already old face seemed to age another 50 years. He discolored.

"Accepted!"

A melodious female voice vibreated across the sky. The voice was so powerful that it washed away all the pressure that everyone was giving off. The voice scared the sh*t out of Jonas and Michael.

The darkness broke easily, letting the light return, the werewolves started to descend slowly. The same happened to everyone, even the witches started to descend.

Wind was helping them, engulfing their bodies, to ensure a safe landing.

'Don't tell me that this was only caused by a simple word?' Thought Michael, the voice wasn't that loud or forceful but there was something deep inside it that made him sweat buckets.

Fire, Water, Wind, Earth, Light, Darkness and Lightning danced around the group of witches, before they vanished.

Everyone was confused.

An old lady who was holding a wood stick stood alone in front of Jonas and Michael.

"My master, agrees. We acknowledge your forces. There won't be any more contact between us for the time being. Susan Atura Millenia will be punished with 5 years confinement to reflect on her actions. I wish you good luck."

"Wait, Great Elder Jamila!" Spoke Jonas quickly, but the old witch had already left.

"That's it? They just accepted and left?" Everything happened too fast for Michael.

"F*ck! Bro we need to be careful!" Said Jonas.

"Why?"

"Because the whole f*cking world knows now about us!"

"F*CK!"