Michael "Mac" Tempyst while perusing the internet after work stumbles on the Vogon Biotech Advertisment. Curiosity gets the better of him so he checks it out. Sometimes you get so much more then you bargain for, even when you are told exactly what you are getting. Especially when what you get are the Princess of love and her husband. really what could possibly go wrong?

note: This story will likely at some point have sex implied, at that time I will adjust the tags accordingly. cover image pending.

Across every world and time, there is a night devoted to the things that exist only in song.

A night we invite those denizens across, and they, in turn, beckon us. A night when the veil between worlds is at its most permeable

You call it many names, Holloween, Samhain, Nightmare Night.

My pack and I call it Overtime.

We are called the Children of Gaia and we remember our purpose. Until one night, under Mother Luna's light. We found much of what we thought we knew was incomplete or false.

These are the stories of how we learned secrets the awakened would die for and how our very cores were shaken.

And it all started with a hunt.