You wake up in your cabin in the woods. You sit up and scratch some fleas that have infested your body. You also realize its still daylight. You hate waking up early.

You lope into the bathroom and look in the mirror where you see a canine face covered in gray fur, you remember a time when your fur was completely brown.

"You're getting old Wolf" you say to yourself like you always do while trying to look on the bright side that at least you don't have the mange. You think you'd just put a silver bullet in your head if you ever started to go bald.

After eating some left over mutton in the fridge and some Gummy Blobs (for the sugar "pick me up") you ponder how you're going to pay this month's rent on your cabin. You call your agent Erik and see if that little pissant has found any work for you. Hopefully it's an actual job and not just a guest speaker spot at a comic convention.

"Erik! It's me Wolf! Pick up the fucking phone! I know you're there!" you say when you get the answering machine.

"Erik! Get on the phone NOW, or I'm gonna go over there and shove a pipe organ up your ass!"

That got his attention.

"Wolf, I'm sorry, but I fear I'm in a deep depression."
"What else is new? Look I need some work, got anything? I don't even care if it's straight to video. I just need some of the green stuff!"
"Sadly, I don't think I do, but then I haven't really checked…I'm so depressed. I've been wondering if I made the right decisions in my life…and now it's too late for me to do anything about it, because I'm old…"
"Join the fucking club Erik! Look do you…"
"But my art, my music, that is my love and its failing me again. My latest opera isn't doing well. I wonder if I chose the wrong thing to love and pursue. Just like I did with Christine. Oh Christine WHY couldn't you have loved me? I loved you…"

Wonderful, he's in full blown tortured artist mode. He can go on like this forever. You can either give up, or persist in getting something out of him.

You hang up and go to the bar in town

Fuck it, you don't feel like putting up with Erik's whining. You'll talk to him later when you're in the mood. You hang up and decide to engage in one of your favorite past time ever since you became part of "society". Drink. You head down to the bar in town.

When you enter you see it nearly empty. Usually there's someone here that you don't like which gives you an excuse to get into a fight. You sit down and order a Scotch. The bartender tends to let you just drink and cleans up the mess you make afterwards, but today turns out a little differently.

"Hey Wolf, some people have been wanting to see you." The bartender says nervously.
"Oh? Do these people have a name?" you ask downing your drink.
"Well they're in the bar right now actually, I think they're old acquaintances of yours."

You scan the bar, which doesn't take long considering its almost empty. And you'll be damned you see not one, but THREE people from the old days; you're surprised you didn't notice them before.

At a nearby table you see Dr. Henry Jekyll and Dr. Jack Griffin. Jack normally would be difficult to see in this dark lighting at the best of times, since he's invisible, but he's perfectly noticeable enough when he wears clothing. They see you and wave you to come over.

At a table in the far corner you see Dr. Alphonse Moreau. He looks like a wreck. He's obviously been chain smoking cigarettes and drinking a lot since he got here. He sees you and desperately signals you over like he needs your help severely.

While you're not surprised to see all these humans still alive (Mad scientists ALWAYS figure out how to extend their life spans past the normal human limit) you're just surprised that they all want to see you and it makes you suspicious. You've always been mistrustful of Mad Scientist types ever since your run in with Dr. Victor Frankenstein.

You turn to the bartender for more information.

"What the hell, is there a Mad Scientist convention in town or some shit? Why are they all here and why do they want me?"
"I dunno Wolf. I think its just coincidence. Henry and Jack say they got some sort of experiment going on and want your help on it. They know you've been needing some money lately and they're willing to pay you for your time. I think Henry wants to play catch up with you as well."
"Hmm, speaking of catch, there probably is one. So why's Moreau here? Same thing?"
"He wouldn't elaborate too much. He says he REALLY needs help with something, and it's not an experiment. He says he gave up trying to play God. I dunno what's wrong though you'll have to ask him yourself. He just said, he's willing to do anything for you if you help him.

Well this venture to the bar seems to have become potentially lucrative; the problem is you have to deal with a bunch of humans with God complexes. (You doubt what the bartender told you about Moreau, his type never gets out of the game completely) You decide to throw caution to the wind and take one of their jobs; you feel you'll be up to the challenge. After all its common knowledge of what you did to Victor when he tried to take advantage of you once.

All it comes down to is who you want to deal with.

You go sit with Jekyll and Griffin

Well despite your distrust of Jack, Henry's always been alright and you could use the easy money. If it doesn't sound like a good deal to you, you can always decline. You sit down with them both, keeping a constant eye on Jack, well his clothing anyway.

"Hey Wolf, glad to see you, it's been awhile. I remember when we used to tear up places like this back in the day." Henry says.
"Yeah, the good old days." You say agreeing.
"When we were young and a lot more active."
"Speak for yourself Henry." You stand up and start punching and kicking. "I'm still active and I'm only as old as I feel which isn't old at all! I can still… OW!" you get a slight sprain in your back when attempting to demonstrate your "youthful" combat abilities.
"No, Wolf you're not old at all." Jack snickers.
"Shut the fuck up Jack, I just haven't been in a proper fight in awhile, I'm a little out of practice. Say, how about I practice on YOU?"
"Uh, okay calm down Wolf! Jack! We're not here to antagonize anyone!"
"You're right so let's get all this catch up shit out of the way. Wolf, we got an experiment for you that should be right up your alley. It involves you testing those skills you claim you still have."
"Oh yeah? What kind of experiment is this?"

Henry interjects before Jack can continue.

"Well the government hired us to develop something that increased combat ability. We've been testing it on humans and the results have been good so far, however we want to see how good it is, so we wanted to test them against non-human opponents, you came to mind since well you ARE the Alpha Wolf and despite your age, you are probably the best the Werewolf race has to offer as far as combat skills. I figure you're still worth 10 of the cubs nowadays. Plus I know you like to kick ass and get paid for doing it. You know how the government likes to throw money around when it comes to new weapons, so I figure we can spare five thousand for your help."

You accept the job

"I guess you always did know me pretty well Henry. Count me in." you say.
"Great! I knew you'd be game."
"Let's get going, I'm ready."

You, Henry and Jack enter his car and drive to some nondescript building. The ground floor resembles just a normal abandoned warehouse, but of course you three enter a secret room with an elevator that takes you to a lab area, then you pass through a gym area where you see quite a few ugly overly muscular humans doing some rigorous training while doing a lot of shouting and yelling A lot of them look like they have severe 'roid rage and that includes the females.

"Huh, sure they all look pretty, but can they fight?" you mockingly ask Henry.
"Well that's what we're going to find out. Now the arena area is through that door, you can just enter and the testing will begin. Jack and I will be watching from an upper room. I'll see you when you're ready."

Henry leaves with the rest of the humans and you're about to enter the arena, but a hand grabs you causing you pull away in a defensive stance. It's Jack.

"Don't fucking touch me Jack!" you growl.
"Sheesh, calm down there, I just have to tell you something. Something important."
"What Jack? I don't have time for your shit."
"Yeah, well you'll be thanking me later. You need to take this." Jack takes a bottle out of his jacket and hands it to you.
"What's this?"
"It's MY invention. Henry hasn't been telling you the entire truth. He's setting you up to be killed. He doesn't have any intention of letting you out that arena until one of his super soldiers kills you, and I guarantee it'll happen eventually. He's already got most of them hopped up to the point of being uncontrollable. He'll probably start increasing the dosage if you start winning against the initial barrage. However if you drink my invention you'll be able to survive. It's just like what Henry's been feeding his Super Soldiers, but without all the side effects. Surely you noticed how ugly and distorted all those subjects were. All he did was make alterations to his original Hyde formula instead creating something new from scratch like I did, yet he claims my invention isn't good enough."
"This all smells like bullshit Jack, but assuming you're telling the truth, why's Henry doing it and why in this way?"
"I dunno, because he's a Mad Scientist, and prone to be dramatic I suppose, its just one of our endearing qualities. Plus we really are testing this shit for the government, so its still good research even if it's doubling as murder. If you want deeper reasons the only other explanation I can give is he's ALWAYS been jealous of you. Yes, it's true he did admire you, but he was always jealous of your natural abilities which he had to get artificially, and even then it wasn't entirely successful as you well know. I can personally vouch for having to hear him rag on you over the years."

This all sounds pretty suspicious especially coming from Jack who's known for his double dealing and sneaky ways. The bottle might contain poison for all you know, or maybe he's just angry at Henry for snubbing his invention and he's using you as a subject to test it which may or may not be as great as he says. Still, Mad Scientist types have tried to fuck you over before; you can't help but wonder if Henry is planning what Jack's claiming.

You drink the bottle

As much as you don't trust him, you have to admit Jack has never really done anything against you in all the time you've known him. If anything he's always attempted to be friendly. Is it possible you've just been an asshole to him, for no good reason?

Probably, but it wouldn't be the first time and that's all in the past. You take the bottle and down its contents.

"(BURP!) I don't feel any different."
"Oh you will trust me."
"I've put more than enough trust in you already, better not be trying anything Jack, because I swear I WILL get my revenge on you, if this is a fucking trick!"
"Not a trick, everything I've told you is the truth, you'll see."
"Yeah, we'll see."

When you enter the arena area, it's just a big empty white room with another door on the other side of it. High above you can see Henry on an upper floor with a clipboard behind some glass. He waves to you and speaks into a microphone.

"Okay Wolf, we're going to start off slow, this subject hasn't been injected with as much of the formula so I'm guessing you shouldn't have any problems with him. Try not to kill him though, since we DO want some of them to survive!"
"No killing eh? Well I suppose there's a first time for everything, alright Henry, send in the victim."

No sooner has the human entered the room, and you've already run up and drop kicked him in the face! You don't allow him to get back up, and end up breaking one of his legs by totally destroying his knee. He's in extreme pain and expresses it vocally.

"Damn Wolf! What the hell!?" Henry shouts.
"Hey you said not to kill him, you didn't say anything about not breaking bones."
"Alright, drag him out, and bring in the next one."

This goes on for the next five fights. If the subjects are supposed to be getting tougher, you haven't noticed. All you've notice is a severe change in the subjects, mainly being bigger and more vicious, they're starting to not even resemble humans anymore, and in fact they resemble "Mr. Hyde" but even more out of control. But you haven't even broken a sweat during all of this, it's like you're in your prime again. It must be Jack's formula. Looks like he didn't lie. You look up where Henry is located and you notice he seems to be ranting and yelling at Jack. He addresses you again.

"How are you doing Wolf?"
"Great! I haven't felt this good in years!"
"Hmm, well I guess I haven't been trying hard enough! Wolf, I'm sending three of them in there, try to beat that!"
"Hey, you're supposed to be testing their fighting skills not mine."
"No Wolf, I'm supposed to be KILLING you, but you're too fucking stupid to die properly! Well that ends now!"

Looks like Jack was telling the truth about that too, you attempt to leave the way you came in but, a solid metal door slides from a hidden panel to block your way. Even your increased combat abilities can't make more than a dent in it. Henry then begins to laugh maniacally and three lumbering hulks come through the opposite door all intent on doing you massive harm.

However, you don't have any fear about this situation, you're confident that you can take them and you do just that! You're literally a whirlwind of fury and violence. Bones are broken, flesh is ripped, faces are bitten and balls are stomped and happily none of them are yours. As you stand over the three large mutilated corpses you look up at the observation area and see only Jack standing there to address you.

"Hey Jack! Let me outta here, I got a score to settle with that fucking pussy Henry!"
"Uh, Wolf, you might want to prepare yourself, Henry said he's coming down to handle you himself."
"What as Mr. Hyde? Pfft! Yeah, I'm really worried. He's nowhere near as vicious as these fucktards were. I had to bail him out of most of the fights he started in the past. Sure he looked scary, still couldn't fight worth a shit though."

Suddenly a very large figure smashes through the wall opposite you, its Mr. Hyde and he's a LOT bigger and uglier than the last time you saw him. He's easily larger than the last three subjects you just put down.

"WOLF!!!" he bellows.

Okay somebody just overdosed on the "formula".

You fight

Yeah, you might be feeling in your "prime" and all, but Mr. Hyde is severely out of your weight class right now. You might be quicker, but all he has to do is hit you once and you're not that good to completely avoid being hit entirely…

And when you inevitably feel that pile driver like fist breaking every bone simultaneously in your body you know you've been hit. You don't feel the next one reducing you into a thin red furry paste.