I'm a wolf. How weird is that?

I'm not really one to do the blog thing, but considering what's happened to me lately, I figure it might be a good idea to sort of document, you know, my life.

I guess I should start by saying that I'm just a normal guy. I go to this really awesome school in the Pacific Northwest. I'm going to be a biologist one day. And it's totally cool because there's this girl in all my classes that is beyond amazing. She's got a huge secret, though, and she won't tell me, even though I keep asking.

See, about a week ago, I followed her and a group of her friends off campus. It wasn't, you know, smart of me to do or anything, but my curiousity got the better of me. I mean, not only is she a little off, but her friends are, too, so I just wanted to see what was going on. Turns out they've got this League thing and they're all undead or immortal or whatever. And now I am too.

That night that I followed them, I was bitten by a werewolf. So next month, I'll be minding my own business the night of the full moon and bam! I'll be a wolf. I never even knew stuff like that could happen, but here I am.

I'm a wolf. And I guess now that I'm immortal, too, I'm also a crimefighter.