Hunter X Hunter Symbols Novels & Stories

“Wait for me. I want to show you something.” I shrugged. “Alright.” He disappeared behind the vines and, true to his word, returned shortly, wiping his hands on his trousers. “Come with me.” I followed him past the main shed, down a narrow path behind the clothesline. “Look,” he said, pulling a ragged cloth from his pocket. Inside it was a rusted, dust-coated emblem. My breath caught. “Is this—” He nodded. “Hunter crest.” My fingers trembled as I touched the edges. It was so familiar it hurt. The symbol of my family. The symbol of who I used to be. I wiped it with the edge of my sleeve, uncovering the faded golden lines around the wolf head.

officer Hale explained I felt the blood drain from my face. My hands trembled slightly, and I clenched them into fists to stop it. “Marked?” I whispered. Officer Renna nodded and pulled out a small leather-bound notepad. She opened a page and showed me a rough sketch. The symbol was like nothing I’d ever seen. Circular. Almost tribal. It has a sharp claw with a crescent moon behind it, lines dripping down like blood. “Do you recognize this?” she asked.

We passed James who was just walking in with a sandwich “Where are you two off to?” “That Z guy was wearing a family ring. I am going back to the library in our pack to see if I can find anything out” I didn’t even notice Charles right behind James “Can you draw a picture of it before you leave? I will then have a look and see if I can find anything out” “Sure” He handed me a pen and paper and I quickly drew the symbol for him. “I have seen this somewhere, I just can’t remember where” James grabbed the picture to have a look “Didn’t we learn about this at school? Was this the symbol of the guy who killed the Wolf Kings mate?”

Honestly, it is probably best for them to sleep right now. “How bad are their wings?” I ask. “Actually not bad. A couple of small scratches but just enough to make them bleed.” Chris says. The next day Chris, Rye, and I head down to see if we can figure out who the hunters might have been working for. We don’t find much. We do find what looks like a partial symbol. It looks like a crest for a pack. This is weird. Hunters and wolves working together.

I push her against the wall, unzipping her skirt and yanking it down. My eyes fall on her sexy ass. That only makes me throb harder. I squeeze her ass, ready to yank her thong down when I notice a symbol tattooed on the side of her waist. The symbol of the Arkan. My blood runs cold, my heart racing. She’s one of them. Suddenly, reality hits and I feel the hatred return. “What is it?” she whispers hornily. I could snap her neck right now… “This mark,” I say quietly. If she is a hunter, does she know what I am? Is that why she’s here? A part of me doesn’t want to believe that. “Isn’t it the mark of the cruel, heartless hunter group?”

Kael said, tossing a blood stained dagger onto the makeshift table. I picked it up, my fingers tracing the strange markings etched into the hilt. It was silver, but that wasn’t what caught my attention. The symbol on the handle. A twisted, jagged wolf’s head. A brand of the Hunters' Syndicate. I swallowed hard. This is what they stabbed Luca with. It has a dark spirit in it. “How do you know?” I asked. He exhaled sharply. “Because I’ve seen this symbol before. Years ago. When they attacked my old pack.”

“Yes. I believe it’s the work of hunters. Have you seen the symbol of an arrow and moon crescent?” He shook his head. “No, but I will check the archives.” “Thank you, Elder Aciano,” Shadow said, “And maybe you can ask Darius discreetly if he can provide us with the meaning of the symbol. That would be very helpful. I’m sure they have records of it in the council.” “I’ll make sure to do some research.” “Thank you. The symbol was found in the victims’ bodies.” “So this is confirmed, a doing of hunters?” Duke asked.

Zekan replied. “There's an inscription of some sort, take a look”. Kyan’s voice sounded through the door. It went quiet for a moment, until Talon spoke. “Hmm, I feel as though I’ve seen this before. From what I recall, it is the symbol from a tribe of hunters”. “Well, what sort of hunters?” Kyan asked. “Hunters that dedicate their lives to killing unnatural species. So, that of our kind and witches”. “So, this could have come from a tribe in Bluebay then?” Zekan spoke, curiously.

“Exactly. And I'm here to protect everyone. What's the issue here?” As I engaged in a tense dialogue with the hunter leader, I noticed Xander examining their equipment from his hidden position. His eyes opened wide when he noticed a symbol on one of their cars – a fancy eye inside a triangle. He looked at me and gave a small nod. We'd seen that symbol before, in old books about supernatural hunters. This was no ordinary group.

I closed my eyes and delved further into my memories. "Are you sure?" Ace's tone sounded worried. I opened my eyes and nodded to Ace. "I accompanied Alpha Jared to a show once. It was the first time I heard about Alpha King Salvatore. I'm sure I remember correctly that the symbol of the hunters is not like that. Their symbol is a bow." "A silver bow," Ace muttered as if monologuing. "So, whose symbol is it?" I asked curiously. "We'll find out." Ace blinked his eyes and looked at me seriously. "Have you ever seen a symbol like this before?" Again, Ace pointed to the symbol he had drawn in the journal. "Whoever has that symbol has Rylee and Rose."