روايات وقصص ضمن Hunter X Hunter Imagines

I dragged myself off the floor and into the bathroom to wash all the blood off me and bandage my wounds. It was a painfully slow process. I had never gotten hurt when hunting before. Never. That was partly because I didn’t hunt and partly because in all my practice, I was a silent killer. I never engaged in fights. I ambushed and killed. There were times when I felt guilty about that style, never giving the animals a fighting chance, but I thought it was better in the long run. They would still loose, werewolves were at the top of the food chain with the exception of Lycans, although they had died out so long ago that they were now nothing more than a myth. By attacking them and ending it qu

They seemed to be expecting to see my reaction when I entered my room. Unfortunately, when they saw me, they only saw a face that was so calm that it was indifferent. I slam the door shut to their disappointed looks. Waiting for everyone to go to bed, I opened the door to my room and threw the blanket full of insects into the hallway. I watched the insects slowly crawl out of the blanket. In my imagination, they will crawl all over this corridor, and tomorrow morning, the girls will open the door, and they will see the meaningful gift I have for them. I hope they will like it.

The wasteland obeys. Dust becomes stone becomes a throne of fused vertebrae, its arms ending in skeletal hands that claw at the air. He sits, the crown of his skull splitting open to release a swarm of moths made of ash. "You've been busy," the Hunter mutters, loading his storm-gun with shells etched in First Wolf runes. "Got a plan?" "Same as always," I say. "Break what's broken." Eden's laugh is a discordant chord. "You can't break me. I'm *everywhere* now."

The subtle rivalry between Caleb and Jeff unfolded before me, but Hunter remained as the central figure, the one whose kiss still made my heart race. The scene transformed again, now representing a wolf version of me and Hunter, facing a Brown Bear. Our furs mingled, every move calculated as we fought the beast. The fury of the Brown Bear was palpable, but the unity between us was unstoppable. However, the battle didn't end without consequences. A painful vision passed through my eyes, me wounded, and Hunter finishing the confrontation with the bear.

If you fail you have two options, remain here until death do you part, or die, simple as that, hunters don't have a retirement fund, your retirement is nailed into a coffin, and that's the end of it. Lilly drew the car into a parking space and the doors got closed behind them, just right of a haystack the two went into a very narrow staircase that was made to look like a drainage duct, it then opened up to the labyrinth of underground tunnels sprawled across the farm. Lit up by very old and fading lamps and the cobblestone walls were decorated only by weapons used in the history of the cross, axes, swords, maces and clubs, Danté still wanted to know who had the brains to bring a club to a va

This place gives me the chills and knowing what happened here makes me nauseous. "So now what?" I ask wondering if they have a plan. "We wait," Axel says. With his hands above his hips, he looks at Hunter laying unconscious underneath a blanket. I go stand next to him and he pulls me in closer to him and wraps his right arm around me. He looks so vulnerable laying there naked with just a blanket covering him. When he wakes up he will be a different person, well wolf I guess is a better word for it. I feel guilty, because of me he will become a monster, a killing machine. A wicked wolf my father called him. I hope my father is wrong, I hope Hunter won't hurt us. Maybe he will recognize us.

New Characters will be introduced going forward. Blood Hunters - A were wolf pack that little is known about, they hunt other weres who they believe have blood so special that it strenghtens them and lenghtens their life span, no one knows where that thinking is derived from as it has never been proven. No one knows where their pack is located as it is believed they live in seclusion. Blood Hunters {{ Sir! we intercepted and caught a creature near our lands, it's seems to be fleeing from something or someone, it's unlike anything I've ever seen before, what should we do with it? }}

"You're one of us, right?" We heard footsteps approaching the bathroom and she immediately released me. We were standing in front of the mirror when the door opened and a blonde guy walked in. He was Aaron. He stared at us strangely and said, ``I thought i heard something, Miss Wilson." I looked at Cathy who turned to the other side. "Nothing. Get out of here. This isn't the male's bathroom." I yelled and he walked out. I turned and saw Cathy seething in anger. Her eyes had turned light blue and I went into her thoughts. 'Hunters.'

Hunter whined. "Well they're going to use magic when the time comes." I pointed out. "Well what if their magic doesn't work?" "Why wouldn't the magic work?" "I don't know! But can we make this a little more equal? Hand to hand combat...no magic?" "Sure Hunter. Whatever you want." I rolled my eyes. "And can I just have a quick word with my pack?" "Of course." I turned to the Wanix. "Great job guys, really." "This is humiliating!" I heard Hunter cry. "You guys are embarrassing me in front of the Empress! Get it together!"

There is nowhere to take shelter. In front of her, a black colored wolf with yellow eyes looked terrible. The wolf had a half-human face and a half-wolf face. Axel really seems so ugly. He couldn't completely turn into a wolf. Also, his human figure is still embedded in his physical form. Axel kept pushing and threatening Jonea until the girl was cornered. Jonea's back was already touching the balcony railing. Hunter looks panicked down there. He couldn't jump and climbed all the way to the third floor. Breaking into the gallery also has its own risks. Hunter knew by instinct that there were tons of silver traps out there.