Hunter X Hunter Pitou Death Novels & Stories

Hunter laughed, without any humor, just disdain “I've been holding on to this shit for too long. Maybe you don't know this, but I was just a 19-year-old kid when my parents died. And, like everything in Calibur at that time, to even put them in a coffin a lie had to be invented." "Felicity was becoming too insistent, delusional that my father would one day kick me and my mother out of the pack to make her his new Luna and Jennifer his heir. So when he realized he could no longer control her, Owen had no qualms about killing her.” Hunter admitted, feeling strangely light at finally being able to tell Corinne that, as if it was only right for her to know that part of his story “I don't know wh

Wynn asked, shocked. “Yes. I went to look for Hannah, but Andre intersected me and tried to kill me,” Paris repeated. “He would have been successful if that vampire didn’t save you. Anyway, I went looking for Paris and found him outside half dead, so I went back into the castle to the chapel to find some humans for him to feed on, but it was a bloodbath. The hunters and the higher council members are dead,” Shysie enlightened them. “What do you mean? Does that mean Prince Deacon is dead as well?!” Wynn asked, hoping not. Wynn knew Deacon will come after him, but he didn’t wish him dead.

The whole crowd was still silent after witnessing Weston’s death but Flavius’ mental laughter didn’t stop until Hunter let out an ear-splitting howl of anguish as he picked the metal claw and sent it flying straight to where Flavius was sitting. I felt like my throat tightened and dried when I watched how the same weapon that killed Weston pierced through Flavius’ chest and killed the old man in an instant, stopping him from laughing until he fell on his chair and went all silent and dead. But Hunter’s anger never stopped there because he still attacked the two giant fighters in front of him and killed them one by one by ripping their body parts to pieces.

He wore loose polo and pants with prints. "From now on, you shall be known as Lupo Serese! You shall be the owner of my empire when I'm gone!" That was what he had been waiting. Lupo fed him cyanide bit by bit. Uncle Quixote died of a heart attack. His life had flashed before his eyes in those moments of balancing the heavy handgun in his sweating fingers. "What are you waiting for? Pull the trigger!" Hessna screamed like a mad hyena. If Lupo pulled the trigger, there would be blood everywhere. His mother died quietly. There was not a drop of blood anywhere. She was as beautiful as ever...

Pierre Zhaopardy also squeaked for a quick moment noticing that his Rendy Darling had been dragged away farther and further from him. The Huang’s subordinate released his gunshots again. Then Pierre Zhaopardy was seen lying hopelessly on the floor, with his firmly-shut eyes and mouth, within his stationary condition, with some of his red fresh blood beginning to leave some stains on the floor. “Pierre! Pierre! Pierre!” shouted Rendy Pluto at the top of his fear, anger, hatred, and sorrow mixing and attaching one after another within the ocean of his heart, soul and mind. Rendy Pluto began to sob silently. Seeing what had happened to his Pierre Zhaopardy right in front of his eyes made him in

His body fell limp and I spat on it. His face purpled under my assault. And I didn't stop until his eyes bulged. Choking on his blood, he staggered back in disbelief. "Aww, what's wrong, Gio? Are you hurt?" Glaring at me with hate, he gasped for air and I squeezed until he was no more, making sure to weaken his wolf with wolfsbane. His struggles subsided as the air ran out. He was dead. "Yes CJ!" Harrison cried. The moment Giovanni's men saw their leader fall, all their bravado melted away and they ran.

I frowned, unsure of what he was doing. "I got a pulse!" He shouted, and just like that, everything changed. Hunter stopped what he was doing and jumped off the stage. I looked up in horror to see the lifeless body of Deathstroke spread out on the mat, blood oozing around him. I wasn't even sure if he was even alive or not. It was clear that Hunter, or rather the Reaper, didn't hold back. Unleashing his full anger on the man that nearly killed Sienna.

That meant it wasn't just a hallucination, unlike the vision he'd seen of Belle getting shot through the heart. Belle's death was a vision only he had seen after getting poisoned by the hallucinogens, and Hunter hadn't seen it. However, Hunter had certainly seen the vision that came after it. That meant that apparition wasn't just his hallucination, nor was it Hunter's. However, if it wasn't a hallucination, then what was it?

Phoenix faced another hunter and I could tell that he would easily win. I looked around to see how I could help, but I froze as I heard the sound of a twin breaking behind me. I turned to see a hunter who had a bow trained at Phoenix. I didn’t know when I screamed. He turned the bow to me as I ran for him but his head exploded in the next moment. I turned to see Phoenix holding one of his Silver guns. And I screamed again as the hunter cut him from behind.

I tried to crawl over and pull her down, but a bullet struck right between her eyes and I watched as she fell to the ground, dead. “Shit! Shit!!” Dante cursed. The shots stopped after a while and we heard the roar of car’s engine outside the workshop. “How the fuck did a car get here?” Dante sneaked up to the door to check when I heard noises coming from Pierre. “He is still alive.” I crawled to Pierre who tried to speak as blood spurt from his mouth. “I … I … told you,” He choked out. “The dark one… he is always watching.” His eyes closed as he took his last breath.