IN NEED OF THE POACHER!
“I know there is something going on here. And I’m going to find out what it is.”
Ever since he was a kid, Brandon’s father would take him to the woods next to Tala Springs to hunt down some animals, the species didn’t matter, only the fur and how rare was the animal. Of course, Brandon was too young to understand that what his father did was completely wrong and that in fact he wasn’t just a regular hunter trying to get to spend some time with his son, but a poacher who was using his son as an excuse to go to the woods to show him how to use a gun. Being used to see his father kill animals, he shot his first one when he was ten years old and didn’t even flinch when doing it. It was a wonderful white-tailed deer and his father was very proud of him, exactly what Brandon wanted, to make his father be proud of him since hunting was the only thing they had in common. Growing up with a father who would always care more about his guns than about his only son was hard for him, his mother left them as soon as Brandon killed his first animal, when she found out what her husband and son were doing in the woods and unable to stand living with what according to her were ‘murderers’. Even though she was his mother, he didn’t care about her leaving them, they had never been close and she had always been very oblivious, never quite caring about him. So in fact he was pretty happy that the woman that kept apart him and his father was gone now, except he soon found out that it had been his father the whole time. This, however, doesn’t mean that he hates his parents; in fact he will shoot anyone who says a single bad word about them.
Brandon kept following his father’s footsteps and started going to the woods to try to hunt down animals, he would also try to help him with his hunting shot and learned pretty much everything about guns. At sixteen, he dropped out of school so he could start actually helping his father in the shop and show him how they shared the same passion. However it only lasted a few years, when Brandon was eighteen, his father was arrested for poaching after being found in the woods with the corpse of a florida panther, a protected animal. Because of all the charges they had against him, he was sent to jail and released four years later, only to die in a hunting accident, being shot by one of his friends when Brandon was twenty-two, making him the owner of the local hunting shop and the target of the hatred of the entire town.
He’s not stupid, he knows that there is something going on in Tala Springs and spending so much time in the woods, has only showed him that some animals have a very strange behaviour and that sometimes they just vanish. Brandon is very close to finding out the truth and hating the animals as much as he does, the whole story wouldn’t have a very happy ending. The animals, and particularly James, since he’s the ranger, always keep an eye on him, watching his every move, not even knowing yet that he’s the one behind the recent murder of animals but suspecting that he’s involved, considering who his father was. Point is, he’s not going to stop until he finds out what’s going on with the people in the town and the animals, and in the process, if some of them get killed, it’s even better for him.