Blackwood, Fifteen years ago,
As soon as Zion returns home, his mother jumps in his face,
"Zion, it's John!"
With just that simple sentence, Zion had already understood what she is frightened about.
"Worry not, mother!" He takes her hand, "he will be fine!"
"Now that you're here, handle your brother Zion!" With those words, she leave.
Even from the living room, Zion can still hear John's wolf growl. He scurried downstairs to the basement where John is shackled to the iron chains keeping him detained.
When Zion opens the door, John's brown werewolf growled aggressively at him.
Zion raises his hands, "Relax brother, it's me Zion!" He starts approaching him slowly,
"I know you are scared, nothing is going to happen. I will help you find solution to this issue, now i just want you to calm down."
Slowly, he drops down on one knee and extended his hand towards John's wolf and caressed his face,