American Predator Novels & Stories

It had seen the other four who stood back and watched because they couldn’t provide any help, but it hadn’t seen this person. “Wandering Cheetah?” Just like the Pseudo Legendary Class Magical Beast, the four Tigers who were too late to do anything were stunned by the new addition. Next to Arthur was the figure who arrived just in the nick of time to pull Arthur out of danger. The newcomer was a Predator. He was handsome and well-built, and his dark skin was peculiar in this place where only light skinned people could be found; but that was about the best one could say of him. He was a Cheetah, but he wasn’t the fastest, so no one really paid any attention to him. Added to the fact that he wa

As he padded gracefully through the forest, his speed and agility were breathtaking, a stark contrast to his human limitations. Suddenly, the sound of thundering steps approached, the heavy vibrations causing the ground to tremble beneath his paws. John hadn't been gone long, and the wolves' search party had already found him. He glanced over his shoulder, his heart racing, and saw the looming forms of a bear and a lion. The sight sent shivers down his spine – new predators were now on his tail. He had to act quickly.