The First Hunter Manga Novels & Stories

Covering up the hole with some moss, she dusted off her dress and hurried home, her thoughts of the Hunters exposing her long gone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "They're here! The Hunters have arrived!" The cries of the young boys ran through the whole village, many men and women coming out to see the sight. Liam riding in front, followed by nine other men, all on horseback. On the back of Liam's horse was the dead carcass of a mountain lion, and his quiver held an unusual number of arrows. Instead of the standard twelve like the rest of the men in his party, it held 15, two from the archer who had shot the beast earlier, as well as the arrow aimed to warn him.

Magic and silver laced the air—a deadly combination. The hunters were creating something. It looked like a survivor. I clenched my dagger. "We stop this. Now." Kael nodded. "On my mark." I took a breath. Then we struck. I moved first, my dagger finding its mark in the nearest hunter’s throat. Blood sprayed as he crumpled, his body hitting the ground with a dull thud. Kael was a force of nature, claws tearing through flesh as he brought another man down. A third hunter turned, raising his gun—

He is standing with his back turned against me, his eyes trained on the other person. I focus on him instead. He looks stunned, his eyes widened, and his lips parted. “That is impossible,” he mutters, shaking his head. “That veil hasn’t been breached in years. Who could have…” “Only one breed,” he drawls. “Hunters.” “Shit!” I didn’t think they were going to figure it out so fast. My breath hitches in my throat when he angles his head a fraction, when everything suddenly stops, as if he can sense me.

THERE GOES MY PLAN, HEHE EVIL LAUGH. "Marie heyyy " I marched towards the girl that has dirty blonde hair with hazel green eyes, the same age as me, with a little height. Marie was wearing a blueprint KILLUA t-shirt that was a character of hunter x hunter ( THE ONLY ANIME I KNOW) with the sleeves cut off that was tucked in with light blue jeans and black and white sneakers. That was my friend Marie Markin. I walked toward her and we both embraced each other in a hug.

The Hunter Organization. A mysterious entity that Mr. Aikens, Mane’s teacher back at the Wielder Academy, had refused to speak on. Although they had built and nurtured Wielder Academies all over the planet of Zandor, very little was known about those who were the true backbone of this institution. All that the commonfolk knew was that it was comprised of individuals called hunters who farmed and killed dangerous creatures and sold them to wealthy merchants for processing. There were rumours that they were also in charge of protecting the world, but when Zandor had been invaded, they disappeared. This made people realize that it was this was a baseless rumour.

The two of us walked around and it wasn’t until I caught sight of one book that my attention seemed to diverge completely from the place that we were in. “Hunter? How do you have a copy of this?” I asked, and he smiled, clearly letting me know that he expected this book to catch my attention. “You know, when you told me that you knew about the hunters and wolves actually being allies, I was amazed. It was something written here in the book. This book in particular was made by the first hunter Morozov and MY great grandfather.” He said, and she frowned in confusion. “The first hunter was a Morozov?”

She didn’t know if she could protect herself. But she would die standing before she let these people see her break. The lead hunter’s gaze devoured her. Tiara buzzed violently, static cracking through her system. “Ma—ma—mama—run—” Jenna’s stomach dropped. “No. We stay together.” The hunter stepped into the firelight, revealing more details—bone piercings threaded through his ear cartilage, teeth strung as necklaces, symbols cut into his ribs. Then he raised the spear.

The wolf roared proudly glancing at me with a shy smile before releasing a growl and I heard bones cracking which sounded pretty painful and not long after there was a naked Hunter in full glory. But before I could properly take all that in and get a chance to drool and satisfy my dirty mind, a blurry fuzz covered my eyes and when it was gone Hunter already had his pants on. Argh, chance missed! And not only is he strong, but also so charismatic that if I wasn’t frozen in place, I would have fallen off this branch in my drooling at him in my la-la land.

I slashed at the next hunter rushing towards me, slitting his throat and watching as he fell, his mouth opening and closing in shock before the life died from his eyes. I used my tail to hit another hunter, sending them flying into the tree as they tried to sneak up on me. They hit it with a heavy thud and a loud howl of pain. When they got to their feet, I could see that one ankle was swollen. He tried to hobble away, towards the forest, and I intercepted him, grinning wickedly. Lucifer was feeling bloodthirsty. He hated Hunters with a passion. I let him take over, and he leaped onto the man, his jaws relentless, biting him over and over again, blood spurting all over our fur and the ground

He said and Amelia smiled bitterly “This entire forest will be your home and hidden from the rest of the world. When your offspring become seven years of age bring them to my temple to receive my blessings.” Lariempi added before fading away like he never appeared. And with that Amelia became the first Hunter while Lariempi was thereafter known as the Hunter god, up till this very day several Hunters go about killing monsters and supernatural creatures, protecting Human kind from within the shadows. ”