Hunter X Hunter Pitou Death Novels & Stories

my voice dropping to a whisper as my father rants on about how many olives we press a year in the blistering morning heat. I love my father dearly but he has lost his focus. He seems to think these other pack leaders are here to chat about fruit exports. They’re only here to sniff out weakness, alliances and probe future dealings. Luna Gywneth looks around before whispering in the quietest of voices. “I gave the leftovers from his last meal to my puppy, Lyon.” “The puppy?” “Died soon after…” she whispered, her eyes fixed on mine as the realisation sunk in. Her mate Harrison had definitely not died. He had been murdered via poison.

Haydee I reached them together, Hunter and I, and we went down on our knees on either side of the dying man in the mud. The spear had gone deep, silver and poison both, the two things a wolf's body cannot heal on its own, and I knew the moment I saw it that it was a killing wound. Cole lay in the churned ground with the shaft standing out of his chest and his blood going dark and fast into the dirt, and he was smiling, which was the worst of it.

She didn’t need to wait for the poison to take effect as she tightened her grip. The last member of Party Undead died with a sickening popping sound as a blood fountain erupted from where her attached head used to be. The severed skull rolled onto the ground, and Scorpion stared at it with disgust when it touched her foot. The poison mistress kicked the offending object away and flicked the blood off her whip. “Anyone hurt?” she asked, focussing more on her lover, who was now out of his battle mode.

I cut in, “who staked her? Beau and Torre found her, but they found her already dead. Right?” “Right,” Paps nodded. Dad’s eyes widened. “Another hunter? It has to be. She was staked. No civilian would have chosen that as their weapon – unless they knew.” Hope boiled inside me. Had it been Cyrus? He had known, after all, about the vampires. I squashed it down as hard as I could, but still the hope shone deep within my heart. There was a chance that he was on our side; slim though it may be, there was still a chance that he was good, that he could be the teammate that I'd imaged he was.

I could feel every creature's pulse and weak points in front of me. De Comte was pushed away with a broad paw across his chest. I just ripped open his chest with my claws. He held his chest, which had not recovered from my attack. "Fuck!" shouted De Comte. "You're naughty too, Anna!" I bent down to grab Gin's gun and pointed it at De Comte. Bang! De Comte gasped and fell unsteadily. His chest was injured because a hunter's bullet lodged there from behind. I was shocked because I hadn't even had time to pull the trigger on my gun. I looked beside De Comte.

Meanwhile, Aleah’s heart pounded in her chest, fear gripping her as she watched the scene unfold. "Kill him," Giovanni ordered, his voice cold and commanding. It was the signal the brute had been waiting for. With a guttural growl, he charged at Hunter, chains swinging wildly. He tried to wrap the chains around Hunter, aiming to trap him, but Hunter was quicker than he expected. In a swift move, Hunter leapt onto the brute’s back, grabbing the chains and looping them tightly around the man’s neck. The brute thrashed and struggled, trying to shake Hunter off, but Hunter held firm, his grip unrelenting. The brute’s movements grew weaker as the chains tightened, cutting off his air. Finally, wi

She winded down to see it was Fenris who had called her attention. “You’ve been crying,” Fenris said, not knowing what else to say. Lumi nodded. “Peter is dead.” “I’m sorry. It was bound to happen soon. Peter was a target for Didi’s enemies.” “He didn’t deserve being shot multiple times. There are bullet wounds all over his body. His blood will seek revenge.” Lumi said amidst tears. “Can I come in?” Fenris walked to the other side of the car and sat in front. “Lumi.” He took her hands in his.

Blood pours out from his mouth and the clavicle while he agonized. “YOU MIGHT HURT ME PHYSICALLY BUT KNOW THAT…. I won’t be more helpless… than I already… am….” And slowly as his voice fades bullets start to be fired and the Akaname that had stabbed him has its head spilt open as it falls onto the ground. “Oi oi oi. I can’t have my first student die so miserably… And what the hell was that? They weren’t trying to do you.” Akihiko laughs to himself while staying in an almost dead state.

"Aria, you must be lying to me, right? Our boy is still alive..." I pulled a photograph from my inner pocket. "This is a photo of our son's death." His body was pale as death, full of holes, not a drop of blood left in him. "I wish more than anything this was all fake! I wish my precious child was still alive in this world... It's all because of you! All because of you!" Damon snatched the photo and clutched it to his chest. "My boy..." His entire being seemed struck by lightning, his body emanating an aura of complete defeat. Where was the mighty Alpha now?

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.