Your recent dealings with Mary, have made you think about all the shit you've had to put up with from that no talent dickhead. No human has ever given you such trouble. You know he's still alive. (Mad scientists always find ways of prolonging their lives somehow) That won't be true for long though, if you get your way. You killed him once before. This time you're going to make sure he stays that way.

He's probably got whatever crappy inventions and experiments protecting his castle and from what you know, Frankie's still living with his "Dad" as well.

You don't give a fuck, you'll kill him too. You figure you'll be doing the world a favor as well as getting some satisfaction. Besides, you've got to show these wolflings what being a werewolf is all about.

"All right you cubs! We're going to go raise some fucking hell. We're going to Frankenstein's Castle. We're going to rip the place apart brick by brick, and I'M going to rip Victor apart limb from limb."
"Erm…Castle Frankenstien? Isn't that where Frankie lives?" one of the wolflings asks.
"I heard he's really powerful, didn't he fight Dracula and win?"
'I dunno if we should mess with him."

You can't believe your ears! These snot nosed pups know nothing of their heritage! Back in the old days they would've been killed and eaten for such cowardice!

"Goddammit are you Wolves or fucking Chihuahuas? Frankie's a fucking pussy! I personally kicked his ass before and I'll do it again all by myself if I have too! Now are you going to run with me and be a fucking Wolf or are you going to go back home with your tails tucked between your legs?"

After looking at each other for awhile they all agree to go with you.

"Good! Now I want all of you to transform into your wolf form too! I'm traveling with fellow wolves not humans!"

Just before one of the females begins to transform, you stop her. She's dressed in a short leather skirt and a tight white t-shirt that's tied in the center and has long flowing brown hair. You can smell that she's in heat. You hate to coin a pun, but she literally is one hot l'il bitch.

"Erm, not you. You stay in your human form; I kind of like the whole teenage slut look you got going on. In fact you come here right now; you'll be traveling on my bike with me." You say.

As she slides in behind you and holds on, you ask her one more question.

"So what's your name?"
"Ginger. What's your name, you never did tell us."
"Wolf. Just Wolf baby. Remember it. You'll be screaming it later."

Damn you're so fucking cool, you think as you start up your Harley and ride ahead of the pack.

(You'd probably be even cooler if these pups weren't all riding those Japanese "crotch rocket" bikes, but that'll have to be another lesson for another day)

After a couple of days of riding, and a few "pit stops" with Ginger, you all eventually reach Castle Frankenstein. You park your bikes at the gate, and size the place up, which now looks a lot different. It looks like a damn Nazi fortress now, there's guard towers and everything. It seems Victor has been keeping himself very busy in recent years.

As it begins to rain, a familiar voice calls to you from one of the towers.

"Its you. Vic always knew you'd return one day. I never believed him though. I guess I owe him fifty bucks."

You look up and see Igor, he looks different too. He has a lot of clumsy cybernetic implants, one of them being some sort of gun in place of an arm. More of Vic's "handy work" no doubt. He's still got that damn hump on his back though.

"Igor? You still alive? I thought your ungrateful master would've just let you die of old age and get himself another assistant. I see he did a real good job of improving you though. Tell me, how's it feel to be the real brains, never getting the credit and continuing to be a doormat?"
"I'm happy with my lot in life. How's it feel to be broke ass overgrown dog who's trying to relive his lost youth?" Igor retorts back.
"Don't know yet. I'll tell you before I shove that metal arm up your ass."

Well looks like the fight's starting here.

You duck for cover!

You tell everyone to get the hell out of Igor's range and take cover. Fortunately Igor's gun-arm isn't the best design and he's having problems aiming and standing still due to the recoil, so you all manage to hide behind some nearby rocks

Still, there's no way you're going to be able to scale the front gate with Igor on that damn tower.

"See I knew this was a bad idea!" one of the wolflings says.
"How are we supposed to get past that? I'm pretty sure he's firing silver bullets at us."
"Oh I KNOW he is. Hence the reason why I told everyone to get out of the way. Okay so we're not going through the front gate, the castle's a big place right? Igor's only guarding the front. I say we split up and scale the walls on the sides and around the back. We'll meet up inside the castle."
"Yeah, but won't there be other defenses?"
"Probably. So you better be fucking prepared! This ain't no damn game. You cubs think you're really tough when in fact you've probably never had a real challenge. This is it. Don't think about backing out now. This is where we truly test the idea of survival of the fittest. Damn, my blood is starting to feel that rush! Don't you all feel it? I haven't felt this way since they sent a group of ten "werewolf assassins" to put me down. Shit. They never tried that again! Ha ha ha ha ha!"

While you're reveling in gruesome nostalgia, your pack is looking at you like you've completely lost it. And they're probably right. However, your speech seems to have stirred something in them.

"The crazy old fossil's right! I remember having to hear about similar stuff my grandfather used to talk about all the damn time. I never really paid any attention to it before. Now I think I understand. We need to prove our skills to truly be proud to call ourselves werewolves!" one of them states.
"Now that's the attitude I'm talking about!"

You all huddle in the rain and make a howling noise in unison to the moon and proceed with your plan. You all split up into a couple of groups and begin to scale the side and back walls, which really isn't all that difficult. You know Igor's probably ran off to warn Vic though. All you can think is, he better have something better than just Igor and Frankie defending him.

As you prowl around in the courtyard, you hear moaning and the clomping of several footsteps. You and your group turn to see some of Vic's defenses.

"Zombies? Are you fucking kidding me Vic? I thought you'd at least have some robots or something!" you say to yourself. Though upon a second look, you see that the horde of corpses aren't actually zombies. Zombies are complete corpses brought back to life. These things look more like Frankie, except designed even worse. A lot of them have arms and legs in odd places. Some have a couple of heads or extra limbs. Most aren't even stitched together neatly, there are just giant rivets and spikes sticking out, holding them together. These are probably some of his "failed" experiments.

Doesn't matter, they're close enough to be Undead for you.

You fight them

Damn straight! That's what you're here for!

You take out the nearest pile of shit with ease and your pack follows suit. They're a little tougher than you thought, but limbs are flying everywhere. Needless to say you're really enjoying yourself, and you can see your pack is too. (Well the ones that haven't gotten themselves killed)

You attack one large experiment with four arms, it catches a few heavy hits on you, before you rip them off. It's relentless and begins smashing its head (Which contains a lot of jagged metal bits) into you, knocking you down. As you shake it off, Ginger (Who's now in wolf form) and a couple of other wolflings comes to your aid and finish off the large abomination.

"Godammit! I had that! Don't EVER come to help me! I can handle myself!" you snarl angrily.
"We were just helping…" Ginger says casting her eyes downward and lowering her ears.

"…yeah…well…just don't let it happen again…" you say understanding they weren't really trying to embarrass you. "Come on, we're done here, let's get in the castle."

You meet up with the ones remaining in your pack at the front door of the castle. You put all your muscle into it and rip the doors of their hinges. When you step inside, you narrowly dodge a laser beam of some sort.

"He's got the whole place trapped, be careful where you…"

A wolfling steps on some floor stone that releases yet another beam trap, reducing him to ashes.

"Step." You say completing the sentence. That's when you hear a loud speaker.

"Wolf! Igor informed me you had arrived with some friends! I'm actually glad you're here I get to test out my new experiment on you! Assuming you survive long enough to get to me of course!"

At this point he does his typical Mad Scientist laugh. If he thinks you're going to waste your time in his castle of death traps he's sadly mistaken. He seems to have forgotten you have an excellent sense of smell and tracking in general.

Of course the smell of dead bodies seems to be emanating everywhere. You try to sniff out a human scent, but you aren't getting anything solid. The dead body smell is too overpowering. You're catching a couple of different ones though. One of them is a very faint sweet smell. The other is a burning type smell.

You follow the burning smell

Knowing that Vic works with electricity a lot, you figure he's in that direction. You and the wolflings that are still with you follow, carefully avoiding traps. You travel further to higher levels of the castle where the burning smell is getting stronger. You KNOW you're getting closer to him. You can feel it. You just hope his "experiment" is as great as he claims. It would suck if there wasn't a real battle to fight after all this.

You burst into the room with strong burning smell and see big globes of energy, conduits, generators and a big ass corpse with cybernetic implants lying on the table. It's Frankie with some modifications and absorbing more electricity than lightning rod.

You half expect to see Victor somewhere, but all you hear is the loudspeaker disturbing your ears again.

"You see Wolf! You see! While you've been wasting away in that shitty cabin, I've been preparing for my son's come back! You stole his woman! You ended his career! You didn't just damage him physically, you damaged his mind! Scarred him emotionally! It's taken me YEARS to undo the damage!"
"Damaged his mind? He was a psychopathic serial pedophile made of corpses! What the fuck kind of damage could I have done? And Mary never liked him anyway!"
"She could've learned! He could've too! They just needed more time! But YOU! You prevented all that! You and your dog dick!"
"For fuck's sake, I wasn't the only one fucking her!"
"Yes, but you're the one who did it the longest and destroyed my poor boy's career! You're going to pay! Ha ha ha ha! He's up! HE'S ALIVE! HE'S ALIVE! HE'S ALIVE! Frankie look who we have here! And old friend, why don't you go and give him a big hug?"

Victor goes into his mad scientist laugh yet again, as Frankie "2.0" gets up from the table. He opens his eyes and looks directly at you.

"FRANKIE BEAT YOUR HEAD IN NOW." He says with a booming voice.

Still as verbal and articulate as ever.

You have the pack surround Frankie

You order everyone to surround Frankie to try to keep him off guard. Frankie watches as the wolfling encircle him, but he's still slowly moving towards you.

He charges! A couple of the wolfling dive for his legs in an effort to stop him, but he's like a juggernaut and keeps charging. Fortunately you're still nimble and get out of his way as he smashes through the wall. The wolflings that dived for his legs, follow up and begin attack him with tooth and claw. It's not having that great of an effect though, he's got metal plating on that dead flesh now. Frankie kills the pair of them by smashing their heads together until there is nothing left except mush.

"Everyone grab a weapon! Don't fight him head on!" you bark at the survivors while attempting to find something. You find a large metal pole, though you're reluctant to take it, with all the electricity in the damn room.

"It's useless! You'll never defeat my boy Frankie!" Victor says.

Frankie begins to approach you again.

You throw the pole at him

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 rush him

You take one look at your pack and nod at them. You all make a howl in unison. Igor realizes he's in deep shit.

"No wait you dumb ass dogs! I got a fucking weapon here! Stop!"

You all charge at him and Igor opens fire, he can't stop you all before you overwhelm him. Unfortunately he does get some… including you. You eviscerate Igor as the silver begins to take its toll on your system. He dies coughing up blood, apologizing for not being able to defend Victor in his death throws.

"I'm sorry Victor…I'm sorry my brother…gurgle…"

The rest of the pack attempts to carry you out, but you refuse their help and stagger to the outside of the castle where you finally collapse on the ground. It seems so comfortable you figure you'll just rest for awhile. You're not surprised to see Mary standing over you.

"I take it you killed my whole family." She says unemotionally.
"Yeah, even Igor. Never knew he was Vic's brother. That explains a lot."
"Why? Why'd you do it? What was the point?! You could've just done my movie and still been alive! Or even if you didn't want anything to do with me, you could've just went back to your cabin instead! You could've been alive!"
"You'll never understand Mary. You don't get old. I did and I wasn't meant to. I outlived my place in this world. No point in going on. Just had to get in one last monster fight and damn it felt good."
Mary shakes her head, you think she might even shed a tear if she was capable.
"Go on now Mary, there's nothing for you here. Don't morn your family. You were always better than the rest of them anyway. Don't morn me either, I don't want it. Go. The pack is coming."

Mary gives you one last look and runs off before the rest of the pack arrives. When they do they begin howling loudly.

"Goddammit shut the fuck up! I'm trying to die with a little peace and quiet here!" you snarl.
"You have to lead us! You can't die!" one wolfling says
"The hell I can't! Look I showed you what it means to truly be a Wolf tonight. It's up to you to do something with it."

Ginger kneels down and tries to sit you up hoping that you're not really dying. She's very upset.

"You can't die! I want you with me…I…"
"Stop Ginger. Don't say it. Don't give yourself anymore unnecessary pain, especially when I don't deserve it. It's just as well as I die now, I probably would've only broken your heart later. Just remember me how I was in the short time you knew me and every time you look at your litter."

You touch her stomach.

"How do you know? I mean it's too early, we can't be sure if…" Ginger exclaims.
"Please. I'm the Alpha Wolf. I never fucking miss. I got kids everywhere. None of them ever listened to me or talk to me, but I got 'em."
"What do you want me to tell our litter about you?"
"Whatever you want, you'll be the one raising them and I'll be too dead to do anything about it… just teach them what I taught all of you here tonight…hopefully they'll listen. Damn willful pups…mmm…getting sleepy…one more thing…"
"What's that Wolf?"
"Burn my damn body, I don't want some fucker trying to bring me back to life! I hate the Undead!"

You close your eyes and feel the darkness envelop you.

After a brief period of howling, the remaining pack members take your body and burn it just like you asked, then they all part ways, each to pursue their own destinies in their own way just like you did. A few months later, Ginger does indeed give birth to a new litter and teaches them about you and how you lived. (This is tempered by some common sense on her part though).

At last, a legacy worthy of an Alpha Wolf.