Between the two main mountains of the Resort Municipality of Whistler. Is a small cabin that was built by the werewolves who now live there. There power, TV, wifi, hot water, and the rest are all stolen. One the werewolves who lived there was wondering how they got away with such things, but in truth he didn't care to much as he sat on the couch, a drawing book in his lap as he chewed on a pencil. A pair of headphones in his ears while they blasted AC/DC into his ears, the rest of the pack doing there own thing. He wasn't even sure what they were doing as he worked on the drawing. Whiched was a pair of Vikings fighting each other, but in truth that wasn't to important right now. As they didn't know it yet, but things were about to change for the small pack of wolves, and the Changes were big.<br/><br/>A black SUV pulled up outside of a hotel, and out stepped agent Smith. The lead agent of N.A.M. or known as by the governments of the world. Humanity Against Monsters, as Werewolves were not the only myths that were alive and kicking. There were many other monsters out there, and agent Smith was planning on ridding the world as many as he could before he died.<br/><br/>"Come on Boy, it's just me and you this time." The older man yelled to one of the newest members of N.A.M., agent  Smith was pretty sure this was his first mission too, so the kid might wind up as food for whatever they were hunting. As they weren't to sure what was here Yet. So first thing they would have to do was ask around town to see if there were any stories or anything. But that could wait till the morning.<br/><br/>Agent Smith turned and grabbed his bag, and a few other bags from the SUV and then headed into the hotel. To get him and the other agent checked in. He put on his best face and everything went smoothly. They were soon set up in the top floor of the hotel, giving them a great veiw of Blackcomb mountain.