Just as Frankie charges you again, you throw the pole as hard as you can at him like a spear. Bullseye! Literally. The pole slams into his left eye and straight through his head. It still doesn't slow him down though and you just barely get out his way.

Frankie stops his attack for a moment and attempts to remove the pole, but you and another wolfling don't miss the opportunity. The pole is quite long and you grab it from the front, while the other grabs it from the back and you both run clockwise around Frankie. All the titanium plating in the world isn't going to protect him from massive head trauma.

"RARRRRGH! BRAIN!" Frankie yells as half of his head comes apart. As he attempts to keep his brains from falling out, and that's when the rest of the pack begins to beat his head in even more with various blunt objects. He's still putting up a fight though.

"NO! STOP! FRANKIE! MY SON!" you hear Victor scream over the loudspeaker.

Victor's voice sounds like its very close. You see another door in the lab, and you've got a really good feeling that he's behind it.

You leave the wolflings to finish off Frankie, and run to open the door.

And there he is, Victor Frankenstein…

Or what's left of him at least, he's just a brain in a jar, hooked up to various machines now.

"Wow, Vic. I always knew you were a terrible mad scientist, but I would've thought you'd be able to at least create a robot body for yourself, or a youth elixir or something!"
"Shut up Wolf! You haven't won! I've still got…"
"What? What've you got? Nothing! Unless you're a giant space brain from Venus or some shit, you can't do anything to me. And you ain't, so…"
"Wait! Wolf! Can't we talk about this?"
"Oh like you wanted to talk to me, when you fed me drugged meat?"
"Oh yeah…you're not still mad about that are you? I mean you did kill me for it…"
"Yeah, and I should've stuck around to make sure you stayed dead. Well no mistakes this time."

You take Victor's brain out of the jar.

"NOOOOOOOO……" are the last words to come out of the loud speakers before you step back into the lab where Frankie is flailing wildly at the wolflings who are carefully standing out of harms way as they continue to make quick strikes as him. He's badly damaged and blind. Not deaf though. You call over to Frankie who turns around when he recognizes your voice.

"Hey Frankie, your Dad wants to talk to you, he's got a lot on his mind." You say and then throw Victor's brain into what remains of Frankie's face. The brain splatters into bloody pieces, while you follow up with a quick and vicious attack.

You sink your fangs deep into Frankie's shoulder until it hits the bone, where upon you rip off the arm at the socket. The rest of the pack follows your lead and help you rip Frankie apart, until he's reduced to the pieces that made him up in the first place.

"Damn, I think I broke a tooth on that fucking metal plating." You say breathing heavily.
"We won Wolf! You were right! This was fun! I felt the primal instinct and everything!" one of the wolflings exclaims.
"Yeah and right now all of you are going to be feeling silver burning through your bodies." Igor says standing in the lab door exit, pointing that infernal arm weapon at you all.

You stall for time

You briefly entertain the idea of rushing Igor, he wouldn't be able to get all of you, but you're not ready to risk death at the hands of some deformed assistant after you already killed Victor and Frankie. You need to buy some time.

"Alright Igor, just calm down. It's over Vic and Frankie are dead. You don't have to get pushed around by either one anymore and you got this whole castle as inheritance! I just did you a favor."
"A favor? A favor? You killed my younger brother you ASSHOLE!"

You quickly put two and two together.

"Vic? Victor was your brother? Your younger brother?"
"He damn well better have been, after all the abuse I took from him! You know what it's like being abused by your younger brother on a daily basis for YEARS?"
"Not really, I killed all my brothers soon after we were born. I wasn't sharing. Survival of the fittest and all." You say dryly.
"Really? Well I envy you. I wish I had that option. But nooo. Mom liked Vic best. Vic was handsome. Vic wasn't deformed, Vic this. Vic that! Look after Vic, Igor. Make sure he doesn't get into trouble Igor. He's your younger brother and you have to protect him Igor. I was the first born! Why didn't Igor get any love?! I was the smart one!"
"Yes you were. I mean if it hadn't been for you Vic wouldn't have even created Frankie." You say.
"Damn straight! I was the one who kept his ass alive! I'm the one that corrected all his idiot ideas when it came to updating Frankie! I'm not stupid like everyone says! I'm smart! And I demand respect! And I never fucking got it! I just got a fucking whip to the hump!"

At this point Igor is ranting so much about hating his brother and his self-pity, he's not aiming his weapon at you any longer. You take advantage of the situation and rush at him, he's not quick enough to react and you knock him to the ground before eviscerating him. Oddly after all that ranting, he dies gurgling an apology.

"I'm sorry Vic…I tried…gurgle…"

You shake your head at Igor's misguided loyalty, while the Pack surrounds you.

"We won! You rule Wolf! What now?" one of them asks.
"Dunno, didn't expect to survive really…so did you get all this on camera Mary?" you ask out loud, startling the wolflings.

Mary comes out of hiding, with a camcorder.

"How did you know I was here?" she asks
"Please, I don't forget a scent, especially one that I know quite intimately. So let me guess. You're going to exploit this footage for financial gain right?"
"Well yeah. When you left the studio I followed you a bit and found out you were heading here. At first I wanted to protect and help my family so I got here before you."
"What changed your mind?"
"I realized what a bunch of miscreants and fuck ups they all were! What was I supposed to do? Be like Igor and stay loyal to a bunch of reprobates that wouldn't appreciate it anyway? It's not like they're REALLY my family. So I just decided to film the epic battle since you ruined my original movie by taking this lot with you."
"I take it you didn't care who won though."
"Not really, but if it makes you feel warm and squishy inside I suppose I was rooting for you more. You were the underdog after all…hey! That's a great title for the movie!" Mary exclaims.

The Wolflings get a little restless about all this.
"Hey shouldn't we do something, I mean she's part of this fucked up family, and she's trying to exploit us!"
"Ah see now this is another lesson I can teach you guys. You don't need to be an asshole all the time, especially when there's some benefit for not doing so. A lesson I probably should've obeyed more when I was your age. Mary's little movie is made purely for exploitation, but its GOOD exploitation. It'll show everyone who we are and that we're NOT to be fucked with! This isn't some shitty family movie. This is raw footage of werewolves doing what they do best, kicking ass! We couldn't ask for better publicity. AND I assume we'll be getting some money for this right Mary?"

Mary looks a little reluctant, but she realizes she has to give you something.
"Right Wolf."
"That's what I thought. Now the battle is good and all, but you'll need to pad it out more, I say you start doing interviews with us. We can make this into a documentary! If you need more footage, we can always go bust up a bar…"

And so it happens, Mary releases "Underdogs: The Inner Mind of the Wolf" in a bunch of pansy art theatres at first where it's critically acclaimed. Later it gets released it regular theatres where most people like it mainly due to the brutal violence and your "colorful" interviews. You even win an award.

The movie makes Werewolves "cool" again and you're never out of work anymore, which is a good thing since Ginger gave birth to a litter of cubs which YOU have to pay to support! You come home every day to the little nippers biting your ankles for your attention.

Still, life is good and you once again have achieved the fame and fear you deserve.