Prologue:

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"Winter is coming." The Brunette says in a serious tone.

"Is it me or did you just quote that from the movie 'Game of Thrones'?" The Blondie wonders loudly.

"Stop pretending to be Winter, Summer. It feels colder when you try speaking like her." The Scarlet speaks casually without taking her eyes off the book in hand.

Footsteps were heard and the streak of jet black hair flew through the study room. She slammed her palm on the long table with a huge sheet of map underneath.

"Someone's been invading our territory." She mumbles in a dark tone with every seriousness hanging on it.

"What now? A snake?" The Blonde asks while playing with her phone.

The Black haired person narrowed her eyes but didn't continue with her report. Making the other three to shift their attention to her.

"(Sigh) Everyone, this is serious. Not just some animal trying to trespass our grounds." She says in a frustrated tone.

"Is it a hound? I can kill it you know." The Brunette reasoned.

It took a while before their leader answers.

"Hunters. They're not only out there to steal what's ours. They're going to hunt us along with it."

"Shit." The Scarlet mutters.

"Indeed." The Blonde whispers whilst closing her eyes to think.

The Black haired leader clicks her tongue and pulled her phone out to dial some numbers.

"Keep a sharp eye out. The hunters might be on your side."

"Understood." The voice said on the other line before ending the call.

The leader took a sharp breath before facing her allies.

"Summer, tell your group to call the Bees. We need them to patrol the South and East."

"Okay." The Brunette agrees before opening her phone.

"My group will take care of the North and West." The leader says in an authorized tone.

She then turns her gaze to the remaining two.

"Spring, Autumn... I need your groups' instincts to stalk the enemy. If they manage to see or notice you... Kill them."

*Gasps

"What are you planning to do, Winter?" The Scarlet asks with the same puzzled look in the Blondie's and Brunette's faces.

Mysteriously though, their leader replied with that same scary and evil smirk painted on her pale lips.

"If they want to come, then we must welcome them with open claws and open fangs of their doom."

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