Werewolf game character backstory

Im not the best at Grammar so forgive me =) This is for my friends tabletop game that he is trying to get me into. Hope you enjoy. --------- “…My parents gave me everything until they had nothing left to give and gave even more… I miss them but I am thankful for all they have done to protect and raise me… I wont let all they have done go to waste. My life as what I am started early in childhood with an experience that should have very well been the end of me but circumstances as funny as they are had something else in store for me. So that’s when it started , when I decided to stop my at home school sessions to seek a new experience with public schools. Call me Roland, my new family calls me sings-with-moon …Nice to meet you. This is my story so far… -Part 1- A New Lesson ------------------------------------ “I’ve learned that crying for help is pointless… Sometimes you have too do things for yourself because…” ------------------------------------ I was a regular kid for what I can recall. I had a few scoldings for being a bit too rough from time to time but, nothing too different that would mark me as a problem child. There was one night I remember specifically in which I began to lose myself and began becoming the me I am today. I was Six and in the first grade. I was home schooled until this grade. I begged my parents to let me be in the same school as the other kids. They reluctantly agreed to letting me do it. Things were going great until I came across one of the biggest problems of being in public school. Bullies………… His name was Teddy. He was the son of some rich entrepreneur in the next town. He apparently got his kicks from picking on the first graders since he was a fifth grader. I was becoming a target of his attention. It should have been simple. He would bother me and I run but… he took it too far. Past the punches he began using switches and rocks to get my attention or corner me so he could tease me. Calling me ugly, a mistake, lower than him. My father told me that during moments like this my will to ignore and be bigger than him will make me a much better person than he ever could be. My mom sat in silence but I knew she wanted me to fight back or for my father to let her do so for me. So I decided to be strong for my mom and make my dads plan work. I ignored Teddy, I knew where he would be and I avoided him harder than ever. It worked… until about a week following that… He met me in the park with a smile while I was going home, I walked passed him tying not to acknowledge him and I blacked out. I woke up with a horrible pain surging from my head with Teddy standing in front of me. It was night time from what I saw so I was out for a while, perhaps a few hours. I was deeper in the woods surrounding our home from what I knew about my town. Teddy didn’t look like himself. What really struck me as different was his clothing. He looked as if he didn’t sleep, bathe, or even eat for a while… He was scary… I stared into his eyes and I was fixated with what I was looking at it. I later learned that it was what people called madness or obsession. “You're not better than me” “You're not better than me” “You're not better than me” “You're not better than me” “You're not better than me” “You're not better than me” “You're not better than me” He kept repeating that to me until he suddenly stopped and pulled a gun from the back of his pants. I’ve seen enough television to know that would kill me, I just didn’t understand why it had to go so far. What did I do to deserve being killed by someone I worked so hard to avoid. “Teddy! Why do you have to do this to me!?!? What did I do to you!! Leave me alone already!!” I began to cry as I asked him those questions. But looking into his eyes I could see they were only making him more furious. “You really do think your better than me!!!!! Even as Im about to kill you!!! Snuff you from this planet!! Fuck you!!! your not better than me!!” He jabbed the barrel of the gun to my temple and held it there. “YOU. ARE. NOT. BETTER. THAN. ME.” I couldn’t help but break into tears after hearing him repeat himself again. He wouldn’t listen to me… I was about to die. He stepped back and I couldn’t look up I knew it was about to happen. “Your not better than me…” His words stopped with a loud crash and a muffled scream as if was covered in a blanket. I refused to look up… but I heard another voice speak. A different voice, a growling type of voice but to me not so terrifying. “He is not better. He is simply more than you.” As I raised my head too see what was going on my heart was thumping, I was expecting too see Teddy still holding the gun at me and that other voice I heard was just in my head. Instead I saw Teddy being held in the air by his head by a massive hand covered in fur. Trailing the Arm to its origin I saw it was connected to a gigantic wolf standing on its hind legs like a man. It was truly terrifying. The wolf noticed that I was staring and locked eyes with me. It smiled…. And all of my fear went away. What was this feeling? That is all I was thinking at that moment. “Your father can be right and sometimes…” The wolf said shaking Teddy making him cry a little. “He can be horribly wrong, wouldn’t you say sweety?” The wolf without hesitation following what it said threw Teddy on the ground and began to maul him. The pain must have been too much for him because he could not let out a cry… It didn’t take long before Teddy was gone. I was stuck dumbfounded until my Dad came running through the trees. “Oh son your okay.” He hugged me tightly letting me know how relieved he was. I pointed at the wolf “Dad the wolf saved me.” My dad smiled and scruffed my hair and got up walking toward the wolf. I wanted to scream stop or run to pull him away, but as the wolf stood up covered in Teddy’s blood I noticed that the hair was receding. Its face was becoming softer and it was shrinking. At the moment my dad reached out to it he was caressing a human females face. My mother. She gave him a hug and looked at me. “Sweety Im sorry. Sometimes there aren’t many ways to deal with a bully.” ------------------------------------ “…If you don’t do things yourself, your mom will come and devour whatever problems you have... Like it or not…” ------------------------------------

-Part 2- Mistaken Identity ------------------------------------ “When you cant quite figure out who you are, just look in a mirror…” ------------------------------------ I spent the next 5 years of my elementary school days being labeled as the weird child. I was separated from my classes, I never shown interest in being a part of any groups and any attempts at interactions between me and my classmates ended with me pushing myself away. Literally 2 feet away – I stayed 2 feet from all of them. What would happen if I was like my mom and attacked them. My parents were very worried of course. My dad made many attempts to figure out what was wrong with me. My mom just always walked around me with a smile on her face everyday asking me ”Are you ok Sweety? Anything you want to speak about?” I always shook my head and she smiled back at me “Ok have a good day Sweety”. It always made me mad, we have always had something we needed to speak about. Luckily for me I was accepted into a private middle school because of my academics and was looking forward to smaller class sizes and less random day to day school life. Someone was going to the same school though, and this someone made it clear that they knew I was going to the same school too. She snuck up behind me as I was clearing out my locker. “It looks like we have a few more years together mystery boy. Its nice to have someone with the same school goals in mind.”. I reacted to how close she was and tried to move away, but she was a bit taller than me and pinned me against my locker. “There is no running away from here. We have to get older and there will be more competition and I will be in your face just like now. You can't run away from me we are... like best friends from this point on.” She reached up to my hair and scruffed it up. “Enjoy your summer weird boy.” That moment scared me horribly, but I wasn't deterred in any way. It was a weird feeling. I sort of smiled as I packed up the rest of my locker and headed home for the summer. Half of the 3 month summer vacation went by and I was in my room for most of the time. There was plenty of time to relax, draw, and sing songs I hear on the radio. Michael Jackson, Will Smith, Mellencamp and so on. It was all perfect for me, until my mom gave me my mid summer news. “Your father and I are taking us camping!” and with a closing of my door it was final. I don't think she even cared to acknowledge my anger toward the news, but several hours later we were in the car heading out into the woods neighboring our town. As the night rolled in it felt like it was just going to be my and my parents in the middle of nowhere. Just as I was going to give in and go to sleep, I saw the sky begin to light up through the trees. We were approaching a fire. I immediately shot up and my mother leaned back and smiled at me. “We are having a fun overnight with family and friends. If you need to ask anything everyone here can and will guide you.” She teared up a bit but still smiled. “Better than I can anyway.” I noticed she was upset, but I didn't know why. Did she want to say something to me she couldnt? Just as I was about to speak to her my dad parked the car and almost immediately after jumped out and screamed “lets party! How is it going punks?!?” Following his entrance it looked like the whole crowd reacted “HEY ITS CHOPPER!!... TWISTER AND FUTURE KID HURRICANE!!!” My mom got out shortly after was greeted by several other ladies and walked to the fire. I was stunned to know my parents knew so many people. I was taking my time making sure I had my CD player and headphones when I was startled by a large thump across my left side back window. I turned to see what happened, And there she was staring at me with 4 other kids my age behind her. “Weird boy I found you”.... --more to type continued soon-- ------------------------------------ “…and give it a few minutes, the real you will morph back from the monster you see…” ------------------------------------

I will finish this up tonight (because I have been threatened to finish it or else) Ill post it if you guys wish me to do so. And I mean I want some begging so I can fuel my shriveled ego lol. no no Ill post it anyway ;)