History

Guillermo was born upon a ship.

The son of a famed privateer Juan Fontana, Guillermo spent the majority of his life at sea. Beginning in the waters around China, he was never permitted a normal childhood, instead surrounded by violent sailors and bloodshed, and serving as a cabin boy until he was old enough to fight. It wasn't easy to carve the young, sensitive boy into a killer. As a child, Guillermo was curious and fascinated by marine life. He loved to watch the whales, the dolphins, the sharks, the turtles.

But his father was a relic in a world of navies. An angry, bitter man clinging to the past. He hated Guillermo's free spirit and did everything in his power to stomp it down. They hated each other, because no matter how violent Guillermo grew, no matter how good he became at guerrilla tactics and warfare, he never quite lost that sensitive edge. Never quite stopped watching the waters for the whales. And never quite learned to respect the washed-up old man.

Through the power of corruption, backdoor dealings, and greedy politicians, Juan built himself a reputation, a fortune, a position in the navy as a general, and a massive estate. He sent his only son to oversee their property in Cuba in 1880. There, Guillermo found himself embroiled in a whole new kind of war, and once again was forced into a life of violence.

In Cuba, he was alone, forced to survive without a crew of sailors obligated to his father to have his back, and never fit in with his cutthroat wealthy peers, instead his love of animals and a desire to save the lives of those who could not fight for themselves in the constant conflicts propelled him into the role of protector of survivors, of animals, of the unfortunate would-be casualties. He turned his father's land into a sanctuary for mending dogs and wildlife injured in the frays of war.

His father died years later at sea in 1886, and was regaled a hero due to twisted truths and biased storytelling.

Guillermo inherited a fortune and a reputation of violence and heroics. He fled Cuba first chance he got, eager to chase a life without the need for violence. He left his sanctuary to people he trusted and hopped on a ship to make landfall in London where he built a new life. A life he hoped would finally be filled with healing instead of festering.

His first order of business was to create a shelter and a place of healing for injured animals. Not formally trained in veterinarian medicine, he did not have the credentials to lean on, but he was done with letting expectations hold him back.