Wulfgang "Barett" Anselmn

=• Birth & Early Childhood/Parents •= Wulfgang's Parents, Silvia and Johan were both from completely different countries, and met due to similarities in their profession of 'hunting'. Their hunting wasn't the typical hunting, such as deer, rabbits, or hunting game; they were werewolf hunters. Their anscestors also were a long bloodline of hunters. They did work to keep their towns safe, and eventually travel over seas and elsewhere to get work, since there had been reports of strange creatures appearing and chopping down the human populations in small condensed areas.

The civillians, villagers and townsfolk knew not what hunted them, but they eventually started saying Werewolves, Vampires, Ghouls... all sorts of different creatures of the night, which to the masses, were all superstitions, and chalked them up to simple bear attacks, mountain lions, any type of predator that could attack humans. The hunters never said whether they were or weren't what the superstitions were. They figured it was best to avoid hysteria amongst the world. As long as the creatures remained hidden and out of sight with their numbers down, that is all that really mattered. The people who believed were thought as fools.

As time went on, the creature population started to grow drastically. More and more people knew what the attacks 'really' were. 'Superstitious People' have been right since they first saw what they thought they saw, but still. They were never taken serious.

There was an organization in secret, that no one knew of, except for those they recruited. Those that have believed, and learned more about the creatures over the years. They always kept under the radar, and they did their jobs quickly and efficiently. Without detection. The Wolf's Bane Organization. That is where Silvia and Johann had met. They thought they were alone, but all this time, this organization had been around since the very first documented Werewolf attack in Germany, in 1591. Peter Stubbe, a german man was thought to be the creature.



They both had grown to like each other's company, having contests on who could kill more werewolves in one night, or trying to see who was the better hunter. They admired each other's expertise, and eventually grew to love one another over few years they'd known each other. They eventually decided to eventually settled down, and move to the states, to Maine, in Kingsmouth. They had decided to throw away the creature-hunting life, as Silvia was with child.

Silvia had set up a small home-made winery, while Johan worked at the local fishery. It was a nice, simple life for them.

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Wulfgang was born in 1977 on October 31st, in Kingsmouth.

As a young boy, he was forced to attend mass at the congregational church, including help out with the churches’ community activities. He disliked helping out, and going to church, typical for a boy of his age around then. Fun to the children of that age would be getting into mischief. Like playing pranks on the elderly by ringing their doorbells at the dead of night.

They delighted at making them seem more senile than they already were, talking about strange happenings around the town in the woods and outskirts of the town. At church, the elderly would give the children glares, which in turn, made them feel guilty and embarrassed in front of their parents when their parents questioned the looks. Usually it meant being grounded, or extra hours of work around the house if the parents suspected the kids did something fiendish.

Despite being somewhat of a normal bratty kid, he knew most of the families that lived there, along with the restaurant owners and the other small business owners.

=• Teen Life •= As a middle-aged teenager, Wulfgang also enjoyed the stories told around town about strange creatures in the woods, and listening to rumors of the townsfolk disappearing. Sometimes it was someone he knew, but, he didn’t mind much since most of them were acquaintances. No one knew what happened to them. Even with detectives searching around and about, there has never been any signs of foul play or anyone suspected of hiding anything, or anyone. They just… disappeared.

Wulfgang was told of similar stories by his mother, how creatures had killed villagers and townsfolk in small towns, similar to this. And that she and his father were werewolf hunters. He always chuckled at the idea, never taking the stories seriously. They were all in the back of his mind.

Until one night. Wulfgang's parents had gone out for the evening, and they never returned. As a lone teen boy, he was distraught, and unsure of what to do. He had hope that his parents had just stayed somewhere for the night and would return soon, or were busy at their jobs, but neither were around to be seen for days after their disappearance.

In order to provide for himself, and after one of his father's co-workers at the fishery spoke to him, he was offered the job of his father. He would've been one of the youngest to actually work there and recieve pay, but it was a living. He was deeply saddened by his parents disappearance, thinking it would never happen to him. But he had to move on.

=• Early Adult Life •= During the next few years, more and more people kept disappearing. And there had been reports of a ‘fog’ that had slowly started to settle in around Kingsmouth. Whomever went through to investigate or try escaping the town, never returned, just like the missing victims.

It sort of became the usual talk of the town, especially around his co-workers at the fishery. Some boats went out with full crew for fishing, and never returned. But he got used to it. He really never gave it any mind because he couldn't do anything. His parents were gone, and he had faced that long ago. He knew that they wouldn't abandon hin, so it was obvious to him that they were amongst the unsloved missing persons.

One night, Wulfgang went to bed as normal. Although, he would not wake in a ‘normal’ world. He had a radio next to his bed stand, which was turned off, usually. He never switched it on unless he was awake and listening to music while making breakfast or working on the house.

=• Awakening to the Secret World •= In the same night, the radio switched on mysteriously, white noise crackling in Wulfgang’s ear loudly, all the while coughing; feeling as though he had swallowed something. He turned in bed, with a slight groan of protest, the clock showing ‘3:00am’. As he reached to switch the radio off, he heard a news reporter clearly, the white noise strangely cutting out. He paused, listening.

The reporter was speaking in a rushed voice, “There has been an explosion in the Tokyo Subway! There… there’s some kind of… black sludge… and strange creatures… oh my god!” The reporter was cut off by her own shriek of terror, and horrifying sounds of these creatures she spoke of followed. The radio went back to the white noise, crackling until Wulfgang reached out again to switch it off.

He had a terrified look on his visage, wondering if he was dreaming this or if it was real.

He stood, feeling fairly strange. He went into the kitchen, deciding to get a drink of water. When he went to turn the faucet knob, a bolt of lightning shot from his hand, and into the metal knob he was about to turn. "What in the hell?!" He was awestruck, his eyes opened wide. He nearly fell to the floor. "What in the world's happened to me?!" He started to get feverish, then in an explosion of strange energy, it flowed through him, electric bolts flowing through him like a circuit, and they changed into fire. Once he had harnessed himself, he looked around at the destruction the energy had caused. He felt like a stranger in his own body.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. He cautiously went to answer it, opening the door with a chain lock still attached to the wall.

Suddenly, his door was rammed open, by strange men in blue suits. They had a pyramid-like symbol on them. "Who are you!?" He exclaimed, "Don't come near me! I don't want to hurt you or anyone!"

The men had gas masks and assault rifles, their identities fairly secret. One of the men spoke behind their mask, "We need you in the Secret War. We will train you with your new powers, to make sure they stay controlled, and you use them to their full potentials. You can either come with us, or die by your own body's devices. Your choice. In return for your training, you will be in debt to us, the Illuminati." His eyes widened even more. The Illuminati?

He had no choice but to accept.

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