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— And now what?—Christophe shouted crazily.

Helicopters swirled like bees near the skyscraper. Sometimes they flew closer, as if they were studying.

— Well... We won't do anything anymore!—Bjorn said.— there's nowhere to run...—

The names of those whom these helicopters were looking for were highlighted in the werewolves' message.

This company was persecuted by both vampires and werewolves, those rather big and very crazy communities of pure lines. And now people, having learned about evil spirits, want to exterminate her...

And in addition, these stupid and cruel people now, having learned about evil spirits, want to exterminate her...

Although the most cruel animals in this world are people...

Vegard, Olga, Christoph, Maria, Stefan and Bjorn. Three werewolves, three vampires...

enough for a gang, extraordinary for a family.

— Inhumans... Monsters... Freaks...—Olga growled.— What they are waiting for?—

— Don't! Don't you dare!—Vegard grabbed her shoulder.

— Are we going to keep running away from them? I'm tired of running! Let it all end! Let it all end now!—Olga stepped forward, covering her family with herself.— Let these inhumans win!—

Jordan and Friedrich were hanging out in the net under one of the helicopters.

— Nooo!—they screamed at the same time, tangling in their own limbs and the coils of the net.

The rope tightened his arms.

The bullet flew by... and when she was next to Olga, the mixture of lead and silver crumbled into dust.

Olga felt only now that she was holding a case with a crown in her hands and the radiance burned her hand.

She took out the crown and raised it as high as possible.

The hot glow burned bullets and enveloped the whole company.

— Well, at least some benefit!— Olga put a crown on her head.

— We're leaving! —

Suddenly one of the helicopters rocked.

Maria shuddered, clutching the carrier with Mathias to her.

Stones. It was werewolves and vampires throwing rocks at the helicopter.

Passing floor by floor, Olga saw Callum downstairs.

Glass shattered from bullets, but nothing harmed those protected by the crown.

Callum got down on his knees when he saw Olga in the doorway.

The light of the crown burned his eyes, it was brighter than the sun.

— Queen, I will guide you safely.— he said.— And don't take off your crown.—he added in a whisper.

Clean lines rushed to the werewolves and vampires that protected Olga Karsten.

Swords rattled, guns rattled.

Vegard froze in disbelief. Olga pushed her husband in the chest and closed the car.

— I'm sorry, my love. I just can't leave like this...—

Taking the sword out of the scabbard, Olga Karsten rushed into the thick of the crowd, into the very heat.

— Callum, open the door!—Vegard shouted.— Open up, I'm not going to leave my wife here! —

Christophe, unlike the others, did not make a sound, the silent Finnish guy pushed everyone in different directions, took the axe out of the case behind his back and struck.

The wall of the big car quickly shattered into pieces.

— And the doors could not be knocked out?—Maria protested as she ran, pulling out a short sword and a pistol.

Her handling of weapons and that speed could always be a cause of envy.

Maria and Olga crossed swords and several soldiers fell.

— Great, Mom! Perfect!—Maria smiled.

Many tried to run away from the axe, Christophe chopped down those who came closer, it was better to mow down the warriors first, and the cowards themselves would die after.

The radiance of the crown on Olga's head scared away and broke the weapon. The claws of the werewolves that were going to hit her broke, as if they were not claws, but some kind of toothpicks.

— Take it off!— one of the wolves rushed to Olga and tried to tear the crown off her head.

A splash of blood - and a huge human-looking limb rolled along the asphalt, but with the claws of a beast.

— You will all burn in the fire if you try to kill the chosen of the crown!—

No one immediately understood where the scream came from.

There were not so many wolves who tried to attack Olga.

Crushing everyone indiscriminately, a car with machine guns on its sides drove up to them.

— So I got to you, you monsters...— the same doctor who kidnapped the whole company earlier was looking out of the car window.

— Come on, shoot us, you bastard! The real monsters are those who destroy what they don't understand! Come on, shoot us all!—Olga Karsten shouted.— Destroy us, people, then you will once again prove your stupidity! —

As if time had stopped its own movement altogether. No one moved at all.

Olga took a step back.

The werewolves around looked at her, and then rushed at people's cars.

The werewolf-vampire crowd created a good shield for the company.

— Olga! Over here!—Callum waved his hands.

It wasn't that far to run, the speed of the vampires compensated for the fatigue.

— Now they will finish everything...—Vegard said, looking down.

— If anything untoward happens, my vampires will guard your path...—Guy wiped his face.— You won't even see them. —

— Will you leave?—Olga suddenly blurted out.

— I will always be in the shadows, my queen...—Guy came up and stretched out his hand to remove Olga's crown.

— Don't touch it!—Karsten shouted.

Maria and Bjorn approached from three sides and managed to hold the wolf.

Maria grabbed the crown, her hands began to smoke, but the girl endured it for her mother's sake.

Vegard caught his wife and hugged her to him.

— Hush, honey, hush... You shouldn't have worn it for so long...— he whispered.

— It looks like a trifle... And so dangerous...—Olga uttered her thought aloud.

— I have to leave.—Guy asked.—But I'll always be around, my queen...—

Guy disappeared as if the darkness had swallowed him up.

Olga's shoulders were shaking from crying.

The whole company went to the military plane, which Callum, Friedrich and Jordan had obtained somewhere.

The latter was badly injured, possibly because of the holy water.

— Pointless...—Olga suddenly said softly.

— What?—Maria turned around, packing her weapons.

— No matter how much we run away, stupid people will run after us.—Olga Karsten continued to speak softly.

— Mom... We must not give up! We are at war with them, we are at war with all these brats! We will smash them!—The vampire came closer.— And I have the impression that something is wrong with you...—

— Guy...—Olga whispered.

— You and I are really similar...—Maria smiled triumphantly.

She didn't say anything more to her mother until the plane took off.

Bjorn closed his eyes.

— If you want to end our relationship, I can stay away from you...—Christophe said to Maria.

— Who told you I wanted this?—the vampire asked.

— You love Bjorn.—Jansen's eyes turned red.

Maria nodded.

— That's what I thought...— the gray-haired man shared the words with convulsive sighs.

— But I love you, too. Who said that everything should be like everyone else? We know how disgusting people are. Why should we be like them? Couple, marriage, children... This is not our life. You and I love each other, but there is no need to limit ourselves... We can be at least two, at least three, at least six...—

The shutters on the windows of the plane were rising, welcoming the sunset...