Hunter X Hunter Closing Novels & Stories

"Somebody call the ambulance!" Hunter had fallen to the ground, blood dripping from his mouth slowly and dripping on to the dirty floor. One drop at a time, creating a little puddle of blood. Behind the cabin, there was a purple butterfly fluttering over Zahn's grave. It fluttered around until it rested on the little cross Joe and Hunter had created with sticks. It stayed there for a while and then flew away... THE END.

The hunter, savouring his impending victory, broke the lock on the chest and revealed its contents. "..." Everyone anticipated the moderator would sound the siren, concluding the tournament. However, an unexpected twist unfolded. The hunter's eyes widened in disbelief. "How?" The chest was empty; no moon-like object lay within. SHRRK! Some turned away as a stinger the size of two carts burst through the hunter's skull, ending his life instantly. Rufus staggered, blood drooling from his mouth. He wiped his lips, watching as the creature decimated a person's head. It stopped violently above the remains, the lion's head swallowing him like steak.

Both of them went still. And in that stillness, something in the room shifted, an energy, a pressure, like the air was holding its breath. My mother swallowed hard. “Because someone has activated the Harvest Sequence,” she whispered. “The final one.” I stared. “What does that mean?” My father answered. “It means the future, werewolves are coming for you directly. Not the academy. Not the students. You. Because you’re the last Devourer. And if they get their hands on you, Zara… reality collapses.”

Prologue Daniel's POV I went on with my life, not expecting even a tiny bit of happiness to find me, I was just living under the dark side of life. Killing, hunting monsters. No happiness, not even love. Nothing could reach my frozen soul. That is, if I had a soul.

“No” king Salazar falls to his knees, “you wicked people, you will pay for this.” My vision tunnels. I can’t believe what I just saw. Tyler is on his knees screaming. “I hate seeing you like this, you’ll be happy to hear, we have one last surprise for you before we go. Maybe if you’re lucky you’ll join your mother shortly” he hunter smiles and nods his head at the other hunters. In sequence they begin throwing objects that stick to the side of the dome. What are those things?

“Alex… brace yourself first.” Alex’s heart faltered. His lips trembled. “What do you mean? Tell me!” James drew a deep breath and stepped closer. His voice came heavy, weighted with sorrow. “Amara is dead, Alex. This… this is her death certificate.” He extended the paper. Alex’s hands shook as he grabbed it. His eyes scanned the document wildly, his heart hammering. There it was in black and white: Amara Akwarandu. Certificate of Death. The words blurred as his vision swam with tears.

Dax After four hours of staring at my ceiling without being able to fall asleep, I finally give up. So here I am at the gym before the sun's even thinking about showing its face, beating the heavy bag like it owes me an apology, and my wolf won't shut the fuck up. Tell him, he says. Again. For approximately the nine hundredth time. Tell the hunter what we know. Then claim him and keep him. Right. Brilliant. Walk up to Noah Hunter, a man who has spent his whole life believing werewolves are vicious monsters, and announce that somebody out there is deliberately biting people to make more of us.

“Are they really going to just let me fall back?” That's actually... cause me a sigh of relief. I'm tired by the eyes that following my every steps! Then there's Grandma I notice anxious and been in contact with the messengers lady. And everyone of them is given grandma a jade, however it only cause Grandma to deeply anxious. Then her expression greatly change, she said in certainty, “It must be those horrible species! The Lycan kidnapped the future of the huntress!” “Future... of the huntress?” I curiously eyed everyone that suddenly voice out their wanting to wipe out the species they despise.

Why had they stopped? A figure walked from the center of the hunters, a red cloak blowing behind it. Something glinted in the moonlight as it approached. Whoever it was, was small and petite. A gust of wind ripped the hood from its head and pale hair spilled out. "The Huntress," Rashida hissed, the venom in her voice causing the pack to wince. "No mercy, whatever it takes. We will wipe them from this place. Now!" She howled a blood-curdling shriek. The pack joined, their voices intertwining to create one eerie low that echoed through the night.

As I was trying to come up with a plan for taking down the last hunter on watch without being detected something came crashing out the window. It was one of the two hunters that were searching inside. The one I had just been planning on killing checked his friends pulse before cursing and jumping through the now shattered window. It seemed they found Mom and she was pissed. I could hear her wolf losing her shit. I jumped in just in time. My mom had her claws digging into the chest of the other hunter that had been searching the house. However she was not moving or completing the kill. The hunter who just came in from outside was holding a crying two month old Richard and in his other hand he