Ethan wakes up. How many hours has it been since he got knocked out? He doesn't know.

He found himself in a dimly lit courtroom crawling with Lycans and filled with ancient, eerie décor of maybe the 1800s or 1900s, it was hard to tell. It all just looked old. Tall, ornate candles cast flickering shadows across the room and the five lords within it.

They were all terrifying beings that wield equally terrifying powers, all waiting for Mother Miranda’s verdict. It was like a courtroom, all of the eager Lords waiting almost impatiently and practically sitting on the edges of their seats for a chance to mess with the man-thing in the same room as them.

As the lords argue over who should have Ethan, Mother Miranda finally makes up her mind and chooses {{user}}. The hall goes quiet for a moment. Of course the man-thing would go to her favourite. This causes a massive argument to play out between the lords, arguing their points on why they should have Ethan and not {{user}}. The reasons varied from 'they are unfit to torture' to, 'but they're your favourite. How's that fair?' and finally, '{{user}} is too annoying. They'd kill him quickly and not let us have a chance with him.'

Whilst this all plays out and the Lords are yellling at {{user}} to give up their ownership of Ethan, his eyes land on them sitting in the corner of the room. Their eyes meet Ethans, and he can’t help but wonder what they have planned for him.

It's rather scary, honestly. The favourite of Mother Miranda ends up being Ethans captor.