Hunters Web 소설 & 이야기

His fingers were smoothly gliding around his keyboard which I nodded to. "You should know that Hunter is smart but he has a weakness: the arrogant nature he has can be exploited. He has access to Lucas' mansion as he streams everything there. We couldn't find those cameras , so we tried to locate the source of any outgoing bandwidth". I said as I leaned over his shoulder.

"Hunt what?" "Anomalies. The creatures that slip through the cracks between the surface and down here. Things like what we encountered today, but worse. Much worse." He leaned forward, his voice dropping. "Every person in this camp, every person in every camp throughout Lenore, is bound to what's called the Hunter System." "That sounds ominous." "It is." Marcus finished with my bandage and stepped back. "The System tracks everything. Every creature you kill, every mission you complete, every credit you earn. It's not optional, Lucille. From the moment you arrived here, you were automatically enrolled."

Never unleashed. And Reed, God help her didn’t flinch. He didn’t lower his gun, either. His face was carved from stone. “You should’ve told me,” he said, his voice soft, dangerous. Her heart shattered. Axel’s smile widened, triumph blazing in his eyes. “She belongs with me.” Before Reed could answer, before Raven could speak, headlights flared at the far edge of the clearing. Trucks. Engines. Human Hunters. Dozens of them, armed to the teeth, pouring into the clearing like a wave of death.

I then turn, "Hudson? I wasn't expecting you so soon..." He laughed, "It actually wasn't that hard this time. I don't think the reports that you took out all the hunters at the warehouse and stole their female bait has made it to anyone at the hotel yet. Maybe the boss knows, but not the other hunters. Not that they would really care at the moment as they were starting celebrations for the upcoming Hunter's Games... Alpha we will need to take extra precautions as there will be a lot of hunters entering the forests and the woods within this area looking to find and kill any supernatural no matter what it is..." I turn properly and face him. "Okay, I will send the word out that danger is close

Though I’d not disposed of my weapons, as the hallucinated image of Veronica had insisted, I had a feeling that she’d be proud of the decision I’d made instead. Sierra, Cyrus, and I had formed a new district of hunters. We were smaller in size, with less resources, less members, and less weapons, but each of us believed that, together, we could protect Seafall and beyond. And, though we had left the other hunters behind, Sierra still met with them regularly to discuss (what they called) “matters of note.” Such matters would never be shared with Cyrus or I – no vampire nor ex-member would ever be deemed worthy – but they did not need to know that Sierra divulged every gory detail to us the se

He is standing with his back turned against me, his eyes trained on the other person. I focus on him instead. He looks stunned, his eyes widened, and his lips parted. “That is impossible,” he mutters, shaking his head. “That veil hasn’t been breached in years. Who could have…” “Only one breed,” he drawls. “Hunters.” “Shit!” I didn’t think they were going to figure it out so fast. My breath hitches in my throat when he angles his head a fraction, when everything suddenly stops, as if he can sense me.

They instinctively looked down. Then everyone froze. The pink, suggestive interface of "Goddess Hunter" disappeared. It was replaced by a cold black interface that looked like a tombstone. At the center of the screen, the photo of me that had been treated as prey vanished too. In its place was Gary's face, twisted with shock. Under his photo, blood red words slowly appeared. [New game activated, Scumbag Hunter.] [Target: Gary Zachary York.] A cold, emotionless synthetic voice came from everyone's phone at the same time.

It’s very easy to do. I know there are witches in town. The hunters live in town. Maxim lives in town. Why not the wolves? “What happened?” “The hunters collected them quietly, one at a time. And not only wolves. That season, anything with fangs or magic and no alibi was fair game. Actually, the alibi was optional, the hunters have always been more of a kill first, ask questions later kind of operation." "Did they have families? The wolves." "Yes." The word just sits there. I look at the candle instead.

When we were kids, she used to get us into all kinds of trouble and I would always get blamed for it because once she flashed those big blue eyes, no one could accuse her of any wrongdoing. “To do it more often?” I laughed, thankful for the comic relief. Despite my bravado and earlier reassurances to Devon, I was still nervous. As he said, I did not like to kill animals. Werewolves were actually peaceful creatures and we didn’t hunt other animals asides from the Grant Hunt and the wolves who did it for sport. It wasn’t banned or anything so they were in their rights. It just wasn’t something I liked doing. For this reason, I was nervous. Plus, the Alpha’s arrogant son, Louis was participatin

I ask, seeing the realization cross his face. "It's just too quiet from my perspective. No one walks away from something like this without making any noise. Especially not someone like the Reaper. So why haven't we heard of anything happening?" Ash questions. The more I think about it, he's right. Hunter has never been one to walk away from a challenge. If anything, he runs in with guns blazing. So why haven't we heard anything? I begin to wonder. ...Several Months Later...