• Once upon a time, there were two brothers Wilson (younger) and Wallace Baudaires (older) they were the best hunters in town and owned a company; Wilson and Wallace and Co: The Real Hunters, the Best Hunters. Their company thrived and their business was a success. Until one hunting trip gone wrong leaving the brothers barely alive....

    One fine night, the moon was high in the sky, the birds retired into their nests, and mostly in Gaia was soundly sleeping including, the Baudaires. Well only one of them. The older Baudaire closing up shop, stretched, yawned, and went to wake up his younger brother. "Hey Wil', its time for our night hunt" the older Baudaire said. "Can't we wait until morning Wal'?" he said hiding under his pillow "No, we're low on stock and you know how tough the customers can be" Wallace said pulling the off of his younger brother. "Ugh, fine" Wilson moaned slowly getting out of his bed, having been awoken abruptly by his brother was very grumpy and didn't talk as they had breakfast and went out to their usual forest to hunt.

    There really wasn't much noticeable of the Baudaires, maybe except for Wilson's baggy eyes. The younger brother was slightly younger then his older brother and had dark, shaggy hair and hazelnut eyes. His older brother had much more scraggly hair, but had the same eyes as his brother's. As they entered the forest they quieted their steps and pulled out their rifles, but the forest seemed strange to the Baudaires, it was less lively then it used to be and felt.... empty. Like the wildlife was scared off by something.

    "I wonder what happened to all the wildli-" Wallace stopped dead in middle of his sentence as he saw something big in the shadows. it was glaring right at us. Yet it didn't move, it seemed like it was waiting for the right time to pounce. "Wal' whats wrong?" Wilson asked not able to see what brother's looking at " We have to go now." Wallace said taking his eyes off the creature instead looking at Wilson. "Theres something big watching us in the shadows and I have abad feeling if we stay any more well be in trouble" Wallace said pointing at where it was, but when looked at where he was pointing..... it was gone.

    Suddenly, Wallace was pinned to the ground by a vicious, blood thirsty, werewolf. "WALLACE!" Wilson yelled as he shot the werewolf with his rifle, but it was to late as the werewolf scampered away Wallace laid on the ground unconscious with a deep bite on his shoulder. 'No, no, no, no, no, no, no Wal' you got to stay with me" Wilson said picking him up and carrying on his shoulder,
    but before they even got out of the forest, Wallace's wound healed automatically and he was growing excess fur, and he was getting much heavier to carry.....