I don't remember my life before this shirt. I woke up wearing it one day on an island that appeared to be self-destructing. I could hear sirens in the distance, so I hopped a banana boat back to the mainland and began what may be a life long journey to reclaim my life and memories.

As I travel from town to town on foot, I take an odd job, make friends with the locals and invariably end up in a struggle with a town bully of some sort-- and that's when things get really weird. I have discovered that I have supernatural accelerated healing powers that make it impossible for me to die, and heightened senses that seem to be far beyond mere mortals. I can lift a car with one hand, and I sprout these metal claws from my fists, really sharp retractable things that just sort of "snkt!" whenever they appear. These claws cut through anything, and have saved elderly residents in the towns I pass through untold hundreds they might have otherwise spent on having their trees and bushes trimmed by professionals. The strangest part is that I seem to attack all of my opponents head on, running toward them with claws out and growling. I don't know any other way to fight.

Sadly, I can never stay in one town for very long, since the bullies I depose seem to always rat me out to the government. You see, I find myself on the run from top military brass with punchy names like Stryker, Decker and Hammer. They say I'm wanted for a crime I didn't commit, but they really want the three wolf shirt that has given me these untold powers. Some guy who looks like Patrick Stewart in a wheelchair keeps trying to recruit me for his "school," and I keep running into Stan Lee at the oddest times.

It's all too much, too much of a coincidence and this shirt is the key. They want the three wolf shirt as a weapon, and if we lose it, we will never get it back. So I learn a valuable life lesson from the people in town and move on, the sun setting below my backpack as "The Lonely Man" piano theme plays itself in my head. I hope I can outrun the people who would misuse the power of this shirt for evil, and that I can discover the secret of my past before I have lived long enough to see myself become a villain.

With great power, comes great responsibility. Sometimes it gets a little lonely in the three wolf shirt, but you get by... one day at a time.