The Academy's Weakest Became A Demon-limited Hunter Novels & Stories

“I’m going to search for her. Let’s go.” She falters for a moment, her legs becoming unsteady. “Are you okay?” I ask. Her lips tighten for a moment. “They’ve been injecting me with demon blood. It makes me weak, but it should wear off soon.” “Why does demon blood make you weak?” I ask curiously. I really need to learn more about what I am. Hopefully, I’ll be able to get out of this situation long enough to learn. She quirks a brow. “We’re Hunters. Demon blood is our weakness. It’s how it has always been.”

“I’m not sure. But I’ve always been good at winging it, and I haven’t died yet. That’s my plan, you know. Don’t die.” Evander lets out a sigh that mirrors Lucas’s expression. “Fine. Let’s do this.” * “We’re hunters.” Ricky shakes his head. “We don’t hide from demons. We hunt them.” “You don’t hunt demons like this,” I press. “Regular lower-level demons typically don’t have powers. These demons do.” I motion to Lucas. “It took both of us to take down a few scrappers. Those are usually a one-and-done kind of take downs.” “Lower-level?” Tom questions, brows pinching together.

Like it can feel me watching. Kai is beside me in an instant, his hand gripping my arm. “Don’t worry, Isadora, we.....” “We.... what if we aren't strong enough.... What if I'm not strong enough.....” The look he gives me is half-fear, half-devotion. “You said he’s like you. A demon.” “Not like me,” I murmur. “Exactly like me. Only older. Stronger. What if the academy can't cage him now, Kai? What if this all is feeding him?”

She walked quickly towards me, breaking out of the safety of her wards and stading directly before me. There was once a time when she would show this much concern for me, no longer. “Do you understand what they do to demons Lucas? She cannot be left with them.” “Which is exactly why we need your help. We need to bring her back from the hunter realm known as the Academy. Can you help or not?” I shifted on my feet, uncomfortable but the close proximity, and agitated that they were not already breaking down the walls of the academy now. Lilith steeped back in contemplation, her hand to her forehead and eyes trained on the floor.

"Watch." She raised one hand, and the ground beneath our feet shook. Cracks appeared in the courtyard stones. The academy walls groaned like they were in pain. And from the forest, more of those twisted creatures emerged. Dozens. Hundreds. An army that had been waiting in the shadows for centuries. "Stop!" I shouted. "Stop. I'll do it. I'll serve the seven years." "Sera, no—" Caspian grabbed my arm, his mortal strength no match for my dhampir one but his desperation clear. "We'll find another way. We'll fight. We'll—"

‘ Damon thought. Tyler’s palm went numb as he watched the hunters struggle. Cain was also losing strength. They’ve been fighting demons for a while now, and there are still a lot of them. Cain wasn’t sure if they could manage it. He needed to fight, so he took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He will solely use Kinesis to assist the hunters. Samael aka Luther should not have known yet, should it not yet manifested to him and he fails in the mission.

All the while her other fist was balled up and squeezing hard on Hunter's leather vest. Hunter took the longer way around and came around on the other side of the back building. He didn't see her standing by the wall so he walked up to the door and pushed it open. The back building used to be a small gym, back in the old days when the Academy was a much smaller institution. As the Academy grew and more funding became available, larger buildings and facilities were built, leaving the old buildings to be used as storage. "Hello?" Hunter called out into the empty storage room. He fumbled for the light switch on the wall. Just as he felt something on the wall, he was suddenly pushed to the groun

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

The atmosphere reminded Damian of his own family outside the academy. In front of him, Zen appeared like a ray of hope, similar to how the gamer felt back in the cave hearing Sasha’s voice. They were born in a very dark world and thrust into a life full of blood. Yet, like a lotus, Zen was the only one who grew up untainted by the ugliness and rot. The academy was a place for candidates to develop their true potential. Of all the students he observed, Zen repeatedly proved with statistics that he had the highest potential to become the next godfather.

"Cameron Stuart! Just how much more trouble are you trying to cause me!" Natalie Parker's shrill voice rang in my ears, jolting me awake. The moment I opened my eyes, I saw her raising a bottle of sulfuric acid to splash it on me. Recalling the unbearable agony that overwhelmed me in my previous life, I instinctively reached out to grab the bottle. Still, some of the liquid splashed out anyway, dripping onto my body. I gasped in pain. After exhaling deeply, I clenched my jaw and caught Natalie by the wrist. "Are you mad? You can kill someone if you throw an entire bottle of sulfuric acid at them! Don't you know that?"