Supernatural Beings Of Winterville

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sked, trying to confirm something. "No, it seems they've all gone AWOL since our last battle!" Hitler replied. "Speaking of which, I am but an alpha without a pack now!" Hitler stated in a sad tone. "Don't fret bro, you'll get another pack soon enough!" Kyle consoled, giving Hitler a friendly pat on the back. "Kyle.....! Hitler....!" They both heard a feminine voice call out their names as they made to walk past another compartment. They turned to see who it was, it was Kamilia. She was running towards them, the expression on her face portrayed sadness and worry. "Hey what's wrong?" Kyle asked as she stopped in front of them, trying to catch her breath. "It's Lucia, and Taylor!" "Yeah, what about them?" Hitler asked, cuddling his hair. "I've searched the whole school, they're not here, both their lines are switched off" "Kyle, I think something's wrong!" Kamilia broke out the bad news. "What! Since when?" Kyle asked "I haven't set eyes on them both since after last night!" She replied. "Listen, we've gotta go find them! Have you tried going to their houses? Or checking with their parents?" Hitler chirped in. "Both their parents are away, Lucia said her parents would be leaving town by 4am this morning" "We'll check their houses!" Kyle said and wanted to go but Kamilia stopped him. "I can teleport us there!" She suggested. "Alright then do it!" Hitler added. She waved her right hand and muttered indescribable words and then they vanished from the spot, thank God no one except them, was there. Southern Winterville Alan walked down the alley leading towards the house of a witch he was tracking. He was told a witch named Caramel Gordon lived there, and he was tracking her. He saw a number of buildings arranged in rows. He saw a lot of children, dressed in worn out clothes, running and playing around. 'Was this place like an orphanage home?' he thought as he scanned the area for his target. "Hey, kid, one minute" he asked a girl, probably 7 years of age who was running past him and she stopped. "What's your name kid?" He bent down carefully to her size. "Annabel!" She replied. "Wow, that's a nice name!" Alan replied. "Now, Annabel, I want you to tell me where I can find the lady called Caramel!" He said, with a low and convincing tone. Annabel pointed towards the first building at the first row, and nodded positively. "Thank you so much Annabel" he brought out a 100 dollar note and gave it to her. "Now run along!" "Thank you too" she thanked and rejoiced away. Alan walked towards the building but a force stopped him in his tracks and sent him forcefully flying backwards. Alan dusted off the dirt on his jacket as he stood up, a lady dressed in a white long-sleeved leather shirt and pink trousers. He figured that would be Caramel. "What do you want from us?" She asked, swinging her hands towards different directions, as if trying to conjure another spell. "Caramel, calm do