"The night is still and quiet like a feather dropping on sand. Such a city is rarely quiet. Due to all the murders, robberies, rapes, or whatever else you'd expect from some sorta psycho. The city of White Fang was more of a burden than anything else you can think of. All this city is made up of, turns a happy look on life into a suicide wish. Streets are littered with corrupt cops, blood, sickness, and idiotic psychos that don't know when to quit. To find one blissful moment in this town only means you're just a few moments away from something going wrong. In towns like this, people hope for heroes...But instead, they got me." Deep inside a dark alley way, two cops make a quick stop to pull over a young fifteen-year old girl. They tugged her over to side, without giving her a chance to say anything. Moments like this all you expect is the worst. One of the cops dragged her over behind a dumpster while another watches out for strangers, he lifted his lighter up to his lips and lit a cigar. He looked over to his left and a gray flash passed by him, a brief spot of pain shot through his body tumbling him to the ground. in the back the girl fought for her life, and ran out from the alley. "Come back here," screamed the cop. he turned behind him and was confronted by a grey wolf, before he could scream, it jumped upon him and tore out his throat.