Hunter X Hunter Pitou Death Novels & Stories

Anita suddenly began pacing around the cell. “I think I was told totally differently from that” I pointed out, letting her know she just told a lie to my face and I won't be falling for it. It's a good thing I waited before leaving and going to track Hunter down, immediately I got the news of a member of my pack dying from poisoning after Michelle confirmed it. If I had shown up earlier than I was supposed to, Hunter wouldn't have been able to engage her in a conversation and got a few things out of her before I shut her up, forcing her to go into a deep sleep as well.

Alpha Damien's POV: “Alpha, Hunter is dead.” The old man standing in the position of gamma reported to me along with several other werewolves from the pack who attested to the incident. Although they affirmed me his demise, me and my wolf still couldn't believe it. Hunter is known for his outstanding fighting skills as well as his ability as a warrior who surpassed many in the whole of the United States. Who, or what, living creature could possibly do this? To end the most skilled warrior as Hunter, someone who had never been defeated, and never been placed in his demise, until not long ago when he died in my territory.

But that didn't stop him; he again stood up and took all the other bullets from his body. In the end, he collapsed on the ground and died then and there. A lone tear escaped from Calvin's eye when he felt his death through the bond. All the others wolves howled loudly when they saw Damian dead and ran toward those hunters to rip them apart. Soon, the other wolves joined them soon. Lemieux ran toward Calvin.

I can hear Hunter grumble, ‘Useless Human’ under his breath as he makes quick work of joining Salara who is already deep into battle. Launching through the air, we tackle a wolf that was about to pounce on Salara’s back while she was unaware. Hunter makes quick work of the wolf, going straight for the throat and snapping its neck with no remorse. The wolf shifts back into it’s human form, causing us to pause when we are left staring at the lifeless body of Josiah, one of our missing pack mates.

Oh, he won't? Cole Hunter didn't reply to me. I hit the Hunter in my grasp on the head with my own and as he loses his stance, falling into the ground, because of his esophagus that I have in my clasp, it rips out from inside him. There's now a lot of blood on the ground. And as he is now dead on the ground, I hurl his esophagus on his body. "R.I.P." I whisper. And then, I make an innocent face, "oh, no? Isn't that what you guys say to dead Hunters? No?" Cole Hunter would not say anything.

The force drove them from their perch, and Poe cradled Hunter’s limp body in his arms on the endless, slow fall to the ground. Even before they landed, Tete had already bolted in the direction from which the arrows had flown, and Poe had erected a barrier of ki. The arrows had landed true, over the heart. Poe did not pull them free but had to do something. Hunter was going into shock, his breathing quickening, becoming shallower. He clutched at Poe’s cloak as his dark eyes fluttered and began to close.

As a result, the two of them fought over the weapon. "Give up, Bad Guy! You won't win against us!" Louis shouted boldly. "You guys are the ones who should give up! I won't play around anymore! You've made a big mistake! Aaargh!" The hunter looked down. A bullet had just stuck in his neck. Before he could overcome the pain, Louis threw a high kick into his groin. In an instant, his body collapsed. "You ...!"

Jonathan said at the breakfast table. "What? When did this happen again? Whatever happened was for the best. May God bless the person who caused this accident. That cunning bastard Xavier, he is dead, right? Why am I even bothering to ask this? A person who falls off a cliff can never be alive. He must be dead. It is good that he is dead. Now I don't have to pay their debts. He was tied around our necks like a fish hook. You have made me feel better early in this morning by telling me such good news," Hunter said cheerfully.

asked Mistaken Fox as he pointed to the twenty-meter pit that had formed as a result of Kirou's drop on the minotaur's head. Kirou looked at Mistaken Fox with a cheeky grin before nodding to his words. Having gotten confirmation from the horse's mouth himself, Mistaken Fox could only collapse against the tree in defeat. This "monster" in front of him by the name of Kirou obviously wasn't a player like the rest of the people in this game. Hell, at this point he wasn't sure Kirou was even human.

"Keep it steady!" I regained my footing between the bags, aimed, then took another two shots. One hit his upper arm, the other his shoulder, but he kept coming, unfazed by the gushing holes. I shifted my weight onto my other foot and grinned. I might not have stopped him, but the Thornblood dipped bullets had punctured him, binding shade and host to the same satisfying fate. I fired one last time, hitting him strait between his soulless eyes.