Pokemon Hunter Novels & Stories

I had a mission, and I was determined to see it through. As I fought, I felt a sense of exhilaration coursing through my veins. This was what I was born to do. To fight against the supernatural beings that had destroyed my life and killed my parents. And with every strike, every parry, I was getting closer to my goal. After what felt like hours, the sparring session was over. I was covered in sweat and bruises, but I had proven myself to the hunters. Blake approached me and clapped me on the back. "Well done. You've got what it takes. Welcome to the Order of the Phoenix Hunters."

The blades in the Hunter's hands flickered with incredible speed, and the man himself moved swiftly. The wolf, with a guttural growl, bared his teeth, showing his bloody fangs and carefully watching the enemy. Stepping back a little, Jer tried not to expose his wounded side, from which blood flowed without ceasing. All Jer's movements began to slow down, because the Hunter's silver weapon is poison for the Wolf. A poison that kills slowly and painfully.