Ben 10 Bounty Hunters Novels & Stories

] A cold, emotionless synthetic voice came from everyone's phone at the same time. "Quest One. Publicize the evidence of Gary's papers written by a proxy. The Bounty is three thousand dollars." "Quest Two. Find the female student from the department of finance who was getting intimate with Gary in the video. The Bounty is five thousand dollars." One quest after another appeared. On the app's map, the small red dot that represented me disappeared completely. In its place was Gary's real-time location. It was a huge, flashing red dot like a target. At that moment, the hunter became the hunted.

Now I know other Hunters used their artificial intelligence to drive their cars too, so she must be wide eyed at my specific car. I did drive a Bugatti Chiron Noire, there were only 20 made in the entire world. This one was made specifically for me. I won't even tell you what I paid for it. I just smiled at the girl and hopped into my car. Jarvis already knew where we were going, so I sat back and enjoyed the ride. My mind kept going back to Damien and the newfound information I had uncovered. I still couldn't believe he owned Edge Enterprises. So this means he knows I'm a Hunter? Or does he really know where his products go when they are bought?

Ben screamed. “You humans and your attachments to people” he rolled his eyes, “I’m growing bored of this fight.” He snaps his fingers and a third hunter appears, this time a woman, right behind Tyler. She wraps her arms around him and they both vanish. “No” I screamed, running towards the hunter. Ben stops me. “Tyler is gone, but you won’t find him if you get yourself killed.” “Let me go” I cried trying to get out of his grip. “We will help you find him, I promise” Rod said.

My gaze moved back to Abe as Marley’s voice floated from it, tired and scared. Rhayden? We have a problem. I killed a rogue. But, there’s something else. He looks like Vince and Norman— Abe’s eyes closed and I lowered mine as the phone was put on the table quietly and Othello spoke. “This Marlene Brennan seems to be a luxury you can no longer control Absinthe. She is becoming a problem.” “Marlene is the best Bounty Hunter we have ever had Othello.” Abe replied. My gaze snapped to my brother, then to Othello, expecting the older vampire to lash out at Absinthe’s blatant show of defiance, but instead, Othello was staring at my brother, as if bored.

We spot a few supernaturals. A group of bounty hunters, gathered near the entrance of a bar. They’re talking in hushed voices, passing around a worn-out bounty poster—my bounty poster. Achilles nudges me. "Oh, this is too easy." I raise a brow. "What are you thinking?" A slow, mischievous grin spreads across his face. "Watch and learn, love." "Oi!" He calls out, swaggering over to the group, his Aussie accent thick. The bounty hunters turn, sizing him up.

he answers quickly and stuffs more pizza in his mouth. I raise an eyebrow and wait. It's a technique I've picked up over the years. It works. "We also specialize in fugitive recovery." "You mean like bounty hunters?" "We prefer Fugitive Recovery Specialists." "Uh-huh." I bet they do. A phone rings, shattering the momentary silence in the room. It's not mine. Bennett pulls a shiny silver one from his fleece pocket and flinches at the name of the caller. "Yeah." He stares at me, his face tight in impatience. "Yes, I'm here. Tabitha and I are sharing pizza."

Zerena explained. Christ, this poor girl has been through too much. "What's a bounty seeker?" I whispered to Tate. "They hunt rare supernaturals to sell at the black market for a good sum of money. So Electra's gotta be rare and Zerena must have been at the black market tonight. Curious." Tate answered, watching Zerena closely. "Keep staring at me like that and I'll punch you in the face." Zerena threatened Tate, while still in her conversation with Everett and Electra.

Some looked at their classmates, curious who would raise their hands, but none did. "No one?" Guren asked in disbelief, but his face remained stoic, and he sighed. "We're already at a disadvantage." He then pointed at a member of his team, a boy. "You are the eighth-ranker, respectively, correct? And if I remember correctly, your name is Benedict?" "Yes," the eighth ranker, called Benedict, answered with a nod, his fluffy brown tail swaying a bit as he moved ahead. "I usually play as a Knight, but I can be one of Your Highness's Hunter for now."

“Yeah? And what do you suggest? Because right now, we’ve got a kill order and no real allies.” Fiona turned to them. “We make allies.” Darwin frowned. “With who?” Fiona’s mind worked fast. “The bounty is high enough to attract top-tier mercs, right?” Marcus nodded over the comms. “Correct. And I’m guessing your next move is flipping one?” Fiona exhaled. “Exactly. Every bounty hunter has a price. We just need one to talk.” Bella tilted her head. “You have someone in mind?” Fiona did.

Jacob said to me. I could not understand. How on earth does footage go missing that easily? "The answer is crystal clear. The bounty hunters are a human faction deeply rooted. I think it's rather safe to assume that the humans are behind this one. They must have secretly teamed up and are working together." Damon suggested. "I think I want to see that footage. Is it possible?" I asked Jacob. "Of course. I'll show you all what I discovered when I return and if you're still available, we might watch the footage." He said to me,