Play Maker made her way deep into the woods. She stopped by the forgotten tower as she almost felt sad for the man that lived there. He was forgotten by society. It was sad to know that man had lived in that tower since the death of his family waiting for his lover to return. But who was going to come back to him. There was no note of him even being alive in the town or that the grim brothers knew. The town still held many secrets that the grim brothers and all the other precious story foke didn't know of. She closed her eyes as she left the tower headed even deeper into the woods. She paused once she was in the middle of the dark forest. There was no light in there nothing could be seen but the darkness. She giggled as a card appeared in her hand. If the grim brothers wanted a case she would give them one. It was time to have some fun for a change and stop pretending to be someone she wasn't.
She spoke the forgotten chant of her elders as the card lit up red. It flew out of her hand as it landed in the soil. It quickly grew into the wolf man of old. She simply grinned as it's blood red eyes open. She laughed as she watched more appear. She had started the war it was no on. Now they would have some fun with the simple foke below and the grim brothers. The grim brothers want a story so now they would have it. The soil in the dark forest could give any dark creator life. As long as the card was buried in it the wolf's would grow and multiply. Even if the grim brothers found the card they couldn't stop what she had done. The card would disintegrate their touch this was true. But there where enough real wolves now to mate and take care of themselves. This should help make to feel the brothers at home. All she had to do now was wait for Meg and the Master Thief to get her greeting card. It wouldn't belong the grim brothers would force them to alliance with her. The grim brothers in every generation seemed to have that power. They forced the bad with the bad and the good with the good. Though no one in this town was really good not even the grim brothers themselves. Play Maker had every intent on proving it.
She closed her eyes as she made her way, from the dark woods heading back to the detective agency. Soon when the wolves where done multiplying for the most part they would spread across the land. She knew the only way for the grim brothers could stop them would be to kill them. But it might help awaken some of the other citizen's eyes to them. They weren't here to be friends they where here to dominate and to control things that had never been controlled and never should be. If the brothers had never came such things would have went unnoticed in the place. A few children missing is nothing it is a way of life for some and they had just as much right to live as any of the other people in the place. The people here, her people where misunderstood. They where not evil they where only trying to survive as they had been made too.

Vulpe felt sick all of a sudden as he dropped to the floor. His head hurt then the rest of his body joined in. Tears streamed down his face. The pain however vanished after a while. He just laid there as he tried to recover. It had happen before the night his lost his family and when he had saw the strange finger staring at his tower once as a child. He knew better than to try and get up he would end up just back where he was now. The pain ripped through his being and left him weak. His eyes however landed on the words, "Children missing." He stared at the paper as he laid there. He slowly moved the paper to him picking it up after a while and managing to read it. It broke his heart it was happening again. The same horrors he had faced as a child where coming to life again. The monsters that lived here where awakening and eating again. He had hopped it would stop and the monster would learn a new way. His eyes widen as he saw the picture of the young men. He couldn't believe what he saw. It was the grim brothers not the ones he had known but this explained why things where happening again.

He looked to the massive filling cabinets that started at the ceiling and ended at the bottom of his tower. He watched as draws flew open papers up on papers began to fly out. A pile of papers soon formed as they stuffed themselves into a envelope. He sat there as he used his mind to complete his task. He wrote, "GRIM" on the outside of the envelope. He had compiled every new clipping of the same incident from the last ten years. His family had promised to protect the original documents of the first grim brothers and he had done so till this day as a promise to his family. He also had clipping older than that names faces and family trees of every person in the area. He couldn't leave his tower but he could help them. He stared at the window as it burst open a hawk appeared on the window seal as it took the envelope in it's talons.

The envelope made it's was to the grim brothers landing outside the door with a thud. Vulpe let out a breath as he let go of the hawks mind and rested on the floor. He was tired now and couldn't move but at lest he knew he had gotten the new brothers a start of what they would need. The rest they would have to come for. He couldn't leave his tower there was no way out and his heart wouldn't let him. He had promised himself to his lover and one day they would come they had too.

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