Bad Batch Hunter Novels & Stories

He became unconscious in an instant. “N-No… D-Dad…” Leila heard Hunter utter weakly. And no matter how much Leila wanted to help Alpha Hudson, she couldn’t leave Hunter. She was still trying to stop his bleeding wound. For a short while, Vito became so unstoppable. Samael and the betas of the Moon Howlers Pack were no match for him. He could easily throw them away – and even gave them a critical hit. If this continues, Leila knew that they were all doomed.

One of the hunters said, and some of them agreed. "I doubt if that will be a good idea, judging by his reputation and the fact that his father might be involved." Marco said, and some hunter's disagreed. "Those people were guilty and the Hunter's did their job. This is a different case here. We have a copycat, aiming for his or her personal goal using the Hunter's method. Unless the Wilde pack, the McCain pack, Linus' Family and the Forestwood coven is guilty of crimes against humans, it is impossible that Giles will come after them." Another hunter pointed out, and Gavin and I had achieved our purpose.

It usually meant you were about to be attacked. The Hollow moved so fast it blurred. One moment it was circling, the next it was on him, claws tearing through his chest before he could even swing. He went down hard, blood spreading across the arena floor, and the crowd went wild. The Hunter didn't even last thirty seconds. "Jesus Christ," I whispered. "That was a bad match," Whitney said, her voice tight. "The Handler who set that up knew that Hunter wasn't ready. They sent him in to die."

“I know you are tuning me out, Tanya. I am going to ask you again. Did Hunter Bates ever do something bad to you or hurt you? I don’t need to know what; I just want a yes or a no.” Tanya looks up at me and our eyes me, she has stopped tuning me out. We are now on the same frequency, the same radio wave lengths. She nods. It is her nod and the tears in her eyes that tell me all I need to know. That Hunter Bates not only told me the truth, but that he is also a nightmare that walks in the hallways of Model Perfect. Perhaps this was his plan all along, perhaps it was his life’s goal to become an Aftershock band member so he could do what he likes to the models of this company. The agreement bet

I questioned while cocking my eyebrow up. "No, it's what he does." she stated. Reina's Point of View "It's what he does," I stated with no tone. He looked taken back and confused as if he could have never expected it. "What?" he stammered. I pushed him off of me and sat on the bed avoiding eye contact with him. "The Black Hunter kills the bad people. Yet the cops make him seem like the bad person. He kills rapists, abusers, sexual offenders etc." "How do you know that?"

Kaya hindi ako magagalit o sasama ang loob kapag pinagalitan ako ni Alpha Hunter dahil kasalanan ko naman talaga ang nangyari. Kahit na hindi ko alam kung tama ba ang direksiyon na pinili kong tahakin ay ipinagpatuloy ko pa rin ang aking paglalakad. Wala akong kamalay-malay na nasa unahan ko pala ay isang malaki at malalim na butas sa lupa na isa palang patibong. Gawa ng mga hunter ang patibong para sa malalaki at mababangis na hayop gaya ng uso, baboy-damo o di kaya ay lobo. At nang umapak ang paa ko sa butas ay bigla na lamang akong bumulusok paibaba. Napatili na lamang ako sa takot. At sa sobrang pagkabigla ay hindi ko na nagawang gamitin pa ang aking kapangyarihang maglaho.

“Is this what the elders called bad omen?” Quinn muttered as we slowly walked away from the scene. “Bad omen?” I asked, never heard such a word before. “Elders say that bad omen is something unpleasant or undesirable thing that happens before a hunt,” Quinn explained carefully. I can see her nose wrinkling and her eyes being restless, an indication that she is nervous. “Maybe this is not the bad omen they meant,” I calmly butted in which made Quinn look at my side.

“I doubt I would ever get used to that gruesome scene.” I pinched the bridge of my nose as I closed the laptop to focus on him. This was the 10th case of horrid murder since this week. It started 7 days ago when we lost one of the best hunters in the pack. They are not what their names implied, though. Before we adopted technology and all that, the ones born into the hunters' family were great rangers. They know the forest like the back of their hands, and the right candidates to take with you for a hunt.

Bruford. “Damn it! Go, go, go! Kill all these f*ckers and 30 million will be ours!” Another team of bounty hunters wearing black combat uniforms with red leopard heads branded on their chests and backs stormed into the Hall of Evil’s training base camp, Base No. 3. They carried with them massive firepower! For a while, the place was ablaze, and people fell into pools of blood everywhere! After Team George destroyed a base camp of the Hall of Evil and received a bounty of 50 million for the hidden mission, these bounty hunter teams became even crazier!

"Biggest is getting overwhelmed. So far, no one has been able to beat Biggest in terms of combat, except for Hunter and members of B4." Hunter pensive and squinted. "Miller?" he whispered. "Who are you?"