Note: I do not live in Chicago or have ever been there, that one city just happened to pop into my mind as I was planning this story. So if say something that isn´t true or do an error which contradicts the canon World of Darkness version of Chicago, if so then I am sorry, this is my own tale in the WoD setting which I wanted to share with you guys.
Chapter 2: Meeting with the Alpha
They arrived in Chicago late at night. A big man in a driver's uniform waited for them and after they got their bags, he escorted them to a limo and took the three to the city.
"Where are we going?" asked Matthew
"To the alpha." the driver replied bluntly.
The men looked at each other.
"He must mean the head honcho of this town." said Jacob
"Not exactly, said the driver. Don´t worry he will explain everything for you."
The city flashed by outside. The men couldn´t help but to marvel. None of them had ever been to Chicago before.
After a while, they came to a big mansion in a rich part of the city. Each of them stepped out. The driver escorted them into the house. After a quick tour of the house they arrived at a huge mahogany door.
"My master is waiting inside. Good evening gentlemen"
And with that the man left. Matthew knocked on the door.
"Come in" said a voice.
They opened the door and came to a big study. It was full of books, papers a few old weapons hung on the walls and a huge wolfs head trophy hung over the desk where there stood a man with his back to them.
As he turned to regard they could see that the man looked to be in his early sixties. He wore an old black business suit. He had greying hair, coupled with short cropped beard. He was also missing an eye, hiding the empty socket with an eye-patch.
"Welcome, gentlemen, he said with a smile. My name is Garret Gurneksson. Hope you had a pleasant flight?"
"Yes, sir, thank you very much, Matthew replied. Let me introduce myself and my friends."
"My name is Matthew Wilson. These two men beside me are Isaac and Jacob Adhilnejad."
Garret lifted an eye-brow. "Wilson? Do you perhaps know a Lars Wilson?
"He ... was my grandfather"
"Ha! So you are Lars's grandson. I thought I saw some family resemblance." he said as he broke into a smile.
"Adhilnejad. He turned to regard Isaac and Jacob. Good name, means of the race of the wolf. Am I correct?"
"Uhm, yes exactly". Isaac replied
"Can you also answer me this? Why do you have the same after name?" Garret asked
"We´re brothers." Jacob said
"Adoptive… brothers." Isaac chimed in.
"Oh… sorry, Garret replied. You looked so different I thought. Sorry if I offended you."
"None taken" said Jacob
"Have a seat said Garret motioning them to sit down. You are probably wondering why you have been "transferred" here, he said while lighting a pipe.
"The answer is simple. I have use of your abilities."
"Our abilities?"
"I have heard of your exploits, back in your hometown. You do a great job as guardians. Hell, your pack name is "The Moon Guardians".
Garret smiled.
"How does territory work, where you come from?" he asked.
"All packs are given territory, for them to govern and guard as they please. There is an elder pack that sees to that all packs do their duty, answered Matthew. Why do you ask? Do you things differently here?"
"No, that fits the description of how we do things here. But unlike your town, here we don´t have the entire city under our control.
"We hold the North side and parts of West side but the rest is unknown to us. I´m giving you boys. He said while looking at them. A territory on south side, the area is called Armor Square. This place is near our version of Chinatown."
"Your job is to keep the borders safe and look for suspicious activity."
"Sir, said Isaac. What sort of enemies should we expect to meet out there?"
"Oh, just the usual city filth. You can meet everything ranging from vampires to Pure Ones.
He more or less spat those last words out. The three men before him tensed at the mention of their mortal enemies.
"Will we be meeting much of them out there, sir?" Jacob asked.
"I´m afraid so" said Garret.
He smoked his pipe for a while. He seemed lost in thought.
"Anything else sir?" asked Matthew
Garret turned to regard them.
"If you see any suspicious activity. Report directly to me, he said while looking intently at them. Not one of the other packs. They will probably try bully you into revealing whatever you found out. That´s why I´ve prepared these"
On the desk before them lay three badges. They showed a snarling wolf wrapped in chains.
"This shows that you under my pack´s jurisdiction. The minute they see these, they will stand down" he said with a smile.
"Any questions?"
"Yeah…sir, said Matthew. How do you know my grandfather?"
Garret smiled mysteriously.
"That´s a story for another time. See you boys around, Henry will show you out"
He motioned at the door, where there stood a man. He looked to be in his forties.
"Come along let´s be going to your new apartment." said Henry
As they went out, Matthew took a final look at the door, where the leader of Chicago's strongest pack resided.
"Looks like we´ve stepped into something bigger than we thought." Matthew thought.
He smiled and followed the others into the city that now was their new home.