Star Wars: The Bad Batch Hunter Novels & Stories

He was the first creature to ever, in her entire decade of slaying, to escape her. Since that night she had been completely thrown off her game, and it was all his fault. Now she was crouched here, trapped in a building with a hungry and murderous rogue werewolf because of her sloppy and poorly executed plan. She pulled out her phone but hesitated with it. It was on silent, it would be a total rookie mistake to not have it on silent whilst out hunting. What made her hesitate was how dark the warehouse was. Once she unlocked it, even though her brightness was turned down, it would still be bright enough to draw attention.

" Understood eight twelve, reinforcement is already on the way." A child's birthday, oh god. Proles, these genetically engineered animals were monsters and Maddox had already seen with his own eyes what these beasts could do. He didn't want to imagine what she would be waiting for at her destination. But he would find out, because he was Venator, a state-approved hunter whose job it was to get the prole plague under control.

My stomach dropped. "What?" He nodded. "I hired investigators to find you after you dared to run from me that morning. It took them a week to find you." Something was slamming hard against my rib cage in a really violent way. I knew what it was. My heart. "I found out who you were—Matteo Leone, a twenty three year old bisexual man, living in your father's house like a prisoner." He leaned forward slightly. "I learned everything about you—your urm... useless family, and your situation within hours of funding you."

He said. I just sat there completely in shock. Then I grabbed my champagne and chugged the class before setting it back on the table. Damien just smiled at me, trying to hide his laughter. “I don’t see how any of this is funny… Do you realize who I am?” I hissed. “Snow, trust me, I know everything there is to know about you.” He said. “No, I don’t think you understand… I am a Hunter. A VAMPIRE HUNTER… You are a Vampire. I’m supposed to kill you. Why would the gods make me your gifted mate? It just doesn’t make sense.” I said.

“Getting sponsored in the academy with a free dorm is not something to be taken lightly of. Nowadays, we want hunters with high skills and a positive mindset as their special talents. Of course, we won’t be forcing anyone to continue with the test if you feel like they are not up for the challenge. If you wish to withdraw, you may raise your hand and let us know right now.” We all waited for a good minute, looking at each other to see if anyone would forfeit in the first round. I was surprised when no one seemed to raise their hand, even though the situation could be proven to be dangerous. “Since no one wants to give up their spot, we will start the program as planned.” The host says after

Antonio's muscles stretched with anger, "Name him, King." I looked into my Beta's blue glowing eyes before answering, "Daniel Hunter." He was taken aback by the revelation, "Daniel Hunter? The one who belongs to the Hunter family of the UK?" I nodded my head in slow motion, "Yes, the same Hunter family who is known about their history of hunting the supernatural kinds in the name of keeping a fucking balance in the world." Antonio stiffened, "And they are back to hunt more of us. What are your orders?"

Why can’t I shoot? “Elena…” a deep baritone calls out from behind me and I whirl around to come face to face with Hunter. His jet black hair is slicked back, it is damp and he has clearly just taken a bath. Droplets of water stain his grey shit, creating little darkened spots. “Hunter!” I gasp. “I’m sorry, I know we’re not supposed to train at night but I’m not getting any better–“

He stared at me for a few more seconds before he finally decided to talk. “What are you going to do with me?” The hunter asked in the same fearful voice. I sneered at him. Why was this hunter so fearful? I knew that I caught him, but shouldn’t he at least have a little backbone? I looked down and noticed the badge on his chest. I spotted a badge similar to what Phoenix had shown me in the cave. But unlike Phoenix’s badge, this one only had a single star on it. I remembered what Phoenix said. A one star invocate.

The Hunter said as he swung his Silver metal baton back and forth Slowly approaching Daemon who was on the ground breathing hard. “It’s...... not (coughs) over yet” The hunter laughed at his feeble attempt to stand up then dodged a claw from the now awake Gwen, He swung his baton she dodged it neatly but couldn’t dodge the kick that followed which sent her flying to Daemon’s side.

He breathed in heavy, angry gasps. His accomplice stood a few feet away in the shadows. The nervous, lower-ranking bounty hunter shifted his weight from foot to foot. He held a wet tactical rifle tightly against his chest. "We should fall back, Garrett," the bounty hunter said. His voice shook with clear fear. "The Alpha heir's security detail is way too highly trained. They are not normal guards. We need to wait for backup. We cannot just rush them again. It is suicide." Garrett snapped completely. He lunged forward through the rain and kicked the bounty hunter hard in the chest. The man slammed backward into the brick wall, dropping his heavy rifle to the wet pavement with a loud clatter.