Novel & Cerita Dodgeball Hunter X Hunter

Her eyes scan the ground to where the baseball bat lies between the two of them. "Oh, I don't need a weapon. Rather, I enjoy getting my hands dirty." Hunter declares, flexing his arm as he cracks his knuckles, making the tattoo of the scythe or a Grimm Reaper's blade twist on his arm in a menacing manner. The woman takes one look at the tattoo before gulping. Hunter takes a challenging step towards her, forcing her to take a step backward. The woman stumbles once more, petrified, as tears begin to slip from her eyes.

I’m back home and I have some Duffs to drown my sorrow, I’m in deep shit, annoyed and worried with my little bunny, if some asshole put his paws on her, I don’t know what I’m capable of doing. Hunter waits for me on the porch, with a lemonade glass, he signs me to sit down and I know that nothing will keep me away from his inquire. This son of a gun should be a cop instead of a fighter. He doesn’t give up while he can’t get the answers he want. Less than five seconds and he shoots the first question, this time he broke his record: “Adam, you may be the alpha in this pack, but you’re still my brother, tell me the truth, what’s going on? Why those guys were trying to kill you?”

Blood gurgles from the Hunter's mouth as he crumples to the ground, his lifeless eyes staring up at the night sky. "Woohoo!" Vivaldi exclaims, his face alive with the thrill of the fight. He charges at the Hunters with the speed of a cheetah on espresso shots, his wild hair whipping in the wind. Bullets, arrows, and other projectiles sail towards him, but he embraces the impact like a metalhead at a mosh pit, making no effort to dodge them.

I didn't wait for my horse to slowdown I leaped down and super speed in to the church . I grab Destin and smashed him really hard on the wall "arhhhhhhh fuck ,what's the meaning of this " I shrieked out in pain like I care . " who the hell is the hunter "I growled and his eyes widen in horror " I..I don't know what you're talking about " he yelled "arghhhhhh " he scream out in pain as soon as I stabbed my hand into his chest .blood gushed out of his mouth "xi truz " he yelled and an invincible force slap me away and I was slam on the chairs .

Rather, like others before me, I'll die in the attempt. "VAL!" I shout, urging her to move faster. Hunter once again cocks his gun, and just like before, nothing happens. I swallow, knowing my odds of survival are drastically decreasing by the second. I can tell that he's using the classic Colt .45mm pistol. Which means there are only eight rounds. Hunter has already used three rounds, leaving five more left. The bullet could be in any one of those rounds. "I don't like to be kept waiting, Mr. Westshire." Hunter exclaims, pulling back on the trigger once more. I feel my heart stop in my chest as I attempt to prepare myself for the inevitable bullet. When it doesn't come once again, I gulp in

Hunter commands through the speaker with the voice alteration added to the mic to make him sound robotic. Hayley and Felicity are the first to sprint to the centre of the arena the grass is shorter here as they are closer to the screen. If only they knew we were inches away watching their every move, their so close you can almost taste the sweat. They’re both fast as they weave and dodge before both reaching for one of the daggers as they begin their attacks. They both are on the attack juking right of left as they aim to stab each other. “I didn’t know this would be such a fucking turn on,” Teddy from the Solstice pack jokes as he chuckles in his chair. “I know I can’t decide which one I wa

Hunter was a peak-level grandmaster who practiced the art of fists. As they spoke, Kayson noticed through mind expansion that Zidane had already returned, carrying someone who was on the brink of death from the serious injuries he sustained. Kayson got up right away and leaped out the window, scaring Livia so much that she nearly cried for him out of instinct. Kayson landed in front of Zidane and asked, “Grandpa Gould, he’s Mr. Hunter Dodd?” Zidane almost attacked Kayson due to his abrupt appearance and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that it was him. He quickly answered, “Hunter’s very badly injured. Kayson, see if he can still be rescued!”

Adrenaline pumps through me as I fight one off, dodging his blows while landing a few of my own before swiping his feet out from under him. Removing a Karambit knife attached to my belt, one of them pulls me back by the hair, but I twist my upper body and plunge the blade into his neck, splattering warm blood all over my chest. The third one doesn’t get a chance to attack because Xenia shoots them in the head. “Fuck, were we always this annoying?!” she calls out, firing more rounds at two hunters heading our way and I can’t help but laugh at the irony of that question.

Hunter’s pov “Brief me about the fight that happened yesterday, I need to know those boys that destroyed my game store, '' Xavier demanded as I walked into his apartment. I hesitated for a while since I knew the consequences of actually telling him the truth. Our gang had started the fight with the other gang and one thing led to the other, the boys decided to come back with a tractor rather than a gun or their fist. “I was not actually there when the fight started but I'll get enough information from Stanley and get back to you boss” Xavier smirked at me and nodded. He picked up a glass of water and turned to face me. “Don't you dare move from that spot,” Before I could nod, he launched the

I climb out of my dodge challenger and lock it. I went inside; the scent of food made my stomach growl. I look around to see Chandler; just my fucking luck. If you don't know, Chandler is one of the fewest hunters who knows my natural face and name and knows I'm not blind. But something caught my eye, it was a group of teenage girls, and they were werewolves. How do we know? We hunters realize it if you have a problem go fuck yourself.