Margaretha : The Luna

A mass of bodies was tossed aside as a black light hit him strongly. The body that was originally in the form of a wolf turned into a human figure, with a large visible wound on his back that had just hit his castle yard which was hard clay from burning. The sound of roars was heard among the wolves who were still busy repelling the attackers. Until not long ago a man stood in front of a body that had sprawled out earlier. "Sir ..." He crouched down, grabbed the sprawled body, and brought it up. It was then that the blue-colored membrane spread out, becoming a fortress so that nothing could harm them in the area of ​​the ongoing battle. "Raulin… looks like we can't defend this clan anymore…” said the man on his lap, looking weak with blood still dripping down his back. "Yes, sir... Only, with the help of Luna, Master's eternal partner. We have to keep this clan, this is our homeland!" he exclaimed with a look of despair. "I've been looking for it all this time... But I can't find it anywhere. The world of wizards, the world of vampires, the world of some other creatures and all. But no my Luna, no woman with the wolf's head mark on her neck. Where else should I look?" The handsome man's face looked pale with his fangs clashing with the excruciating pain in his back. He is Alaric Cell, the leader of the wolves in the Cell Clan. The man who became the heir to the clan and also had to withstand the attacks from the wizard land of Valn just because he wanted revenge. Once upon a time, the queen of the witches was a kind person. It's just, because of the love problem between the queen and Alpha that became the leader of the wolves ran aground due to the arrival of Luna, who was married to her idol Alpha, making the queen of the land of Valn heartbroken and harboring her sadness to death. That was all Alaric knew. He was still very small there and didn't know anything about the romance between his father and the witch queen. Now he just endured all the attacks of those who still couldn't accept the past betrayal. Raulin was silent for a while in his thoughts, until at last he looked up at the sky and remembered something. "There's a world you haven't been to yet," he said, making Alaric look at the man who was holding his arm. "Where? Tell me, I'll list it!" Raulin took a deep breath, then helped Alaric sit up. "That is the human world, sir. Which is very different from the world you have been to before." Alaric was silent, his blue eyes gleaming with hope. "Human world?" he muttered until not long before his eyes appeared on a screen showing life there. Busy cities, tall buildings, and people walking to where they want to go. Alaric and Raulin stared at the radiance with focused gazes, until Alaric's hands suddenly clawed at the place he was sitting with his nails starting to grow long and pointy. "I'll find my Luna there," he said with determined eyes and gritted teeth. "I will find her and bring her here because only she can end all these wars." Rachel nodded slowly. However, sir. You should know that there is very different from the one here, also the world of wizards and vampires that we are used to seeing," said Raulin making Alaric look at him with a face that looked stiff. "What are their rules?" he asked quickly until Raulin opened his palm and soon a book appeared there. "This is a book from Master, as well as from an ancestor who entered the human world in ancient times. They recorded many rules and also procedures to live and mingle there. Because according to the story, humans are cowards when alone and will be cruel when together. Master must be careful, lest anyone know that Master is a wolf except for Luna Master herself." Raulin said explaining until Alaric grabbed the ancient book in Raulin's hand and opened it. He nodded for a moment, then looked at the face of Raulin who was none other than his best friend and personal bodyguard. "I will go now." Alaric got up making Raulin carry him. He stared at the expanse of war that was continuing. Some of his men seemed to be lying dead, also dying. Until his hands clenched into fists with his face turning stiff, unable to accept what had happened to his clan. "Raulin ..." he called softly, also sharp and firm. "Yes sir?" "You'll be responsible for them while I'm gone. I promise I'll be back soon and I'll take my Luna wherever she is." Raulin nodded deeply, looking down as if to bid farewell. "I will go now. I promise to return quickly for the peace of our clan." Alaric clenched his fists, closed his eyes, and in a second, disappeared before Raulin who was already taking a deep breath. "You must be careful, sir. Hopefully, Master can find His Highness Luna, so that he can help us through all of this." Raulin muttered with his face looking up at the expanse of sky expectantly. But he didn't linger, because the battlefield still had to be defended. Again growling and roaring, the blue protective membrane had disappeared in a flash from before him with its body bouncing rapidly towards the magicians who were still attacking. The war continues in the Clell clan, which can be stopped when Luna arrives and leads the battle. I don't know why that's the written rule. Will there still be one unusual secret thing? What does only Luna know? *** On the other hand, a girl with beautiful wavy hair was stepping out of the car. She looked at her father who was already smiling widely before they finally walked together to the one next to it. "What do you want for dinner, Honey?" The girl smiled widely. "I just want to eat good food, Daddy. Everything that matters is delicious!" Her father laughed. Both father and son looked very harmonious every day. To make them look harmonious every day. The two are Anston Abraham and his daughter, Margaretha Abraham. They are father and son who love each other. Become the most harmonious and happy father and son in the city of San Fresco. Entering the building they came to, Margaretha would accompany her father to the last meeting before going home. It was late afternoon and his father promised to finish it before nightfall. "Daddy comes in first, you can play and see the flowers or books here," Anston said as he poked his daughter's nose affectionately. "Yes, Dad. I'll be waiting for you, my book is still there and I brought it. I'll just wait for you in the garden." "Okay, don't go far, hmm?" Margaretha smiled brightly, then clenched her fists at her father. "Yeah, cheers, Daddy!"