Stay Gold

Angry Warlock Means Trouble

3rd person's POV

"God fucking dammit!! They just!! Arghhh!!" Damian jumped awake, started by the sound of things crashing around the room. His vision was a bit blurry due to sleep, but once it cleared up, he was able to see what was going on. The Warlock was so angry at the fact that he failed once again to stop Elizabeth, it was pissing him off more and more that her new found traveling companions were the ones who kept saving her and putting a stop to what he wanted to do. Damian shifted in his seat, groaning in discomfort as his body was bruised and beaten by the Warlock. Though the Warlock had done a lot wrong to Damian, he wasn't one to beg. He was never one to beg or back down, which pissed the Warlock off. Right now, he was seeing the same side of the Warlock as he had seen years prior but that time, it wasn't the Warlock. It was the warlock's father, and he been like that after battling it out with Damian and Elizabeth's father. Damian sighed heavily, wincing slightly in pain as he watched things get chucked halfway across the room. The warlock finally notices that Damian has woken up, he panted heavily as a chair sails across the room and hits the wall, breaking into pieces. He turned towards Damian, running his fingers through his hair and let out a bitter laugh. "Your sister... Is a serious pain in the ass! And it's not just her!!! They have found a wizard!! Those seven keep getting in the way!! Well you know what?!!" He screamed at Damian, who stayed quiet. Damian had, had enough of the Warlock's temper tantrums, so he didn't pay attention to it. Rather he stayed quiet, wanting to hear what the Warlock was trying to plan next. He knew that he had nothing to worry about, not since the Warlock disclosed to him much earlier that his sister was still alive.

"Thank god, she's alive.. When I get out of here, I seriously have to thank that Guardian Angel and the fairy for keeping her safe.. And I guess, I could also thank the dragon, the siren, the Fallen Angel, the wizard and the vampire. They all have filled in my shoes, when they don't have too. For that, I'm thankful. Though, I'm not so keen on Lily being surrounded by all those boys.." Damian shuffled slightly in his seat, trying to get more comfortable.

"They want to get in my way... Fine," He took a deep breath, calming his anger and bringing it down a notch. He closed his eyes, taking another deep breath and opened his eyes, which started glowing purple. Damian knew that things were about to get worse for Elizabeth and there was nothing he could do, especially since this time, the Warlock used steel chains to tie him down to the chair. "They'll pay for it with their lives and I don't care who I have to go through. I will make them pay. Even if it means those townspeople have to get hurt." He said, making Damian glare darkly at him. He waved a hand and a different spell book from the last he had used flew in front of him, his hands glowed as the book opened and he started flipping through pages using wind. Damain's brown hair which had grown out a bit blew in his face as the wind whipped around him, the Warlock's dark hair doing the same but he didn't pay attention to it and rather, started chanting when he found the spell to use.

Just 25 miles outside of Dawnspire in the middle of a clearing in Wayver Woods, the wind began to pick up and cause a commotion. The surrounding forest creatures started to panic as they could feel sinister brewing in their area, they immediately seeked shelter or took off running. Suho, who was currently surveying his part of the woods immediately felt something was off and became tense, he knew that this dark magic had to be involved. "Damn... I guess she wasn't lying when she said that a Warlock has been after her.. But why is he using dark magic to conjure up something here in the woods... They left. Unless... He's going after them in Dawnspire, well.. This is going to be interesting." He said, as he headed over to help some creatures get away from said area. A little further away from the area of the commotion, were several werewolves who sensed an overwhelming amount of dread and darkness. "Beomgyu.. Do you feel that?" A young man asked, looking up from his book as he leaned against the wall of the house. Nobody would think about werewolves living in a house, which was well hidden within the trees. This house has only three bedrooms, a small but average kitchen and living room, two bathrooms and an attic. The young man has doughy and villainous features with cheeky charm; he has a compact and flattened face with sculpted cheekbones that are round like sugarplums, foxy-cat brown eyes with a dreamy, lunar glint, and prominent under-eye bags. His eyebrows are sharply arched yet spread widely apart, giving him a naturally innocent and attentive face. His rosy, pillowy lips are the most attractive feature of his face, with a beautiful nose pales compared to his soft, naturally blushed cheeks. He stood to be as tall as Beomgyu, though he was a couple years older than his best friend. He had short black hair, which was pushed back and styled very well. He wore a denim vest, a white long sleeved shirt which was made of cotton, black jeans and brown shoes. Beomgyu who had sensed the commotion, was standing near the window looking out at the sun. The young man placed his book down, placing the bookmark and closed the book. "Yeah.. I do. Something bad is heading towards Dawnspire and it doesn't feel good at all. Those townspeople might be in trouble, Yeonjun hyung." Yeonjun sighed, rubbing his face with his hands. "If Namjoon hyung can protect them from whatever it is, he will. I don't doubt that he might have trouble.. But you did tell me that there was a group heading to ask him for help, right?" Yeonjun sat back, removing his hands from his face.

"Yeah, I did." Beomgyu nodded, a small smile finding its way onto his face as he thought back to Elizabeth, the beautiful young human girl he met who had gladly gave him food which he and Yeonjun needed. "Is it possible that the Warlock is planning to attack the town because he has some sort of grudge against the group?" He asked, Beomgyu looked down at his hands and thought for a moment. He didn't like that someone was targeting the nice human who happened to give him food, though, most werewolves don't trust humans so easily. But Beomgyu wasn't like most werewolves and neither was his hyung and best friend, Yeonjun. "It is.." He sighed, he looked up from his hands and took a deep breath. He looked up at the sky, watching the clouds darken as the wind picked up outside.

"I just hope that Namjoon hyung can handle whatever is coming his way.." He thought.