Vault Hunter Borderlands 2 Novels & Stories

Suddenly, the sound of a bullet rings through the air, and I dodge just in time for it to whiz over my head and embed itself into the tree. Snarling, I race toward the scent of gunpowder, finding a hunter trying to reload his gun, failing due to my rushing at him. Before he can reach for any other weapon, I am upon him, ripping his throat open with my claws. The iron tang of blood fills the air, and I snarl in disgust, linking to a warrior and telling them where to find the body of the hunter. I breathe in this hunter’s scent before it can fade, committing it to memory so that I can track down his allies before I continue racing toward the border where the attack happened. ‘Fuck, how many do

Aron declared, in a low, hoarse voice, but it’s enough for every werewolf to hear. “Fucking hunters. I’m going to rip their bodies into pieces and smash their heads.” Rudson, one of the elite soldiers, gritted his fangs as he imagined those brutalities in his mind. They continue to sniffed the air, searching for that hunter who was hiding in the dark of the night. They could smell his blood and his fear, and it made them more excited. Liam, together with his troops, they spread out in the dark forest on the border near the east gate.

I was still sitting with it, still feeling the warmth of his hands around mine, when the training room door swung open hard. Noah. Breathing fast. The controlled urgency he usually wore had been knocked clean off. "Three hunter vehicles were spotted at the eastern border," he said. He looked between us. Then at Rhea. "There is a large silver symbol on the lead vehicle hood." Rhea went still behind me. I already knew which symbol before he said another word. I had stared at it long enough in my mother's journal—sketched in the margin beside Cael's bloodline. Beside the words about what the line carried and what could never fall into the wrong hands.

He glanced toward Raymond for confirmation. Raymond inclined his head. "The Veralia are active. And they're close. The bodies were found less than a day's run from my border and Nigel's both." The female Alpha with iron in her hair sat back down, her expression dark. "If the hunters have returned, then the Northern Border Pack wasn't erased by magic. It was erased by steel and fire." "Or," Lex said smoothly, "the hunters are taking advantage of whatever else is out there. Two threats don't have to be the same threat."

The world was being eaten by a blank screen, and the Iron Mountain was the last island left in a sea of nothingness. --- ### The Shadow at the Border A single figure stood at the edge of the void, right where the grass turned to white. It wasn't a wolf. It wasn't a Hunter. It was a small, pale boy holding a golden pocket watch. He looked exactly like a younger version of **Aris Vance**. "The Board is gone, Sister," the boy said, his voice a chilling, high-pitched echo. "But the 'Audit' never ends. I am the **Liquidator**. And I’ve come to collect the final 'Asset'."

Edyrm froze, muscles taut, calculating. “Hunters,” he breathed, barely moving his lips. “Three, maybe four. Lightly armed, probably sent ahead to test the perimeter. Stay calm.” Vulwin shifted slightly, claws flexing, eyes dark with anticipation. “Let them make the first move. I’ll handle the rest.” And then it began. The first hunter emerged from behind a cluster of trees, eyes wide in recognition as he saw them. He raised his weapon, a dagger with faintly glowing runes etched along the blade. Vulwin moved before Edyrm could blink.

I was still met with silence. “Jericho, trust me… I know how this sounds. I really do. A Hunter and a Vampire, I know… But I'm all in, I'm invested in this now. I need to save him. If I can find out who ordered the hit, I could try and convince them to withdraw it. If I can’t, then the contract will be reassigned and it will be war. I will kill anyone who tries to come for him.” I said.

As I was trying to come up with a plan for taking down the last hunter on watch without being detected something came crashing out the window. It was one of the two hunters that were searching inside. The one I had just been planning on killing checked his friends pulse before cursing and jumping through the now shattered window. It seemed they found Mom and she was pissed. I could hear her wolf losing her shit. I jumped in just in time. My mom had her claws digging into the chest of the other hunter that had been searching the house. However she was not moving or completing the kill. The hunter who just came in from outside was holding a crying two month old Richard and in his other hand he

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.

"Are you sure about that, leader Matilda? The hunter is tricky. She always changes her appearance, therefore, it's a bit hard to find her. I also heard from her victims that she use something to hide her real scent." Kasper looks at his mom and she just nods. Kasper's mother gave him a look to just follow her command. "My son is not the leader of the alpha pack for nothing. He just needs to observe the hunter and find out who's her informant because I guess that there is a spy here in our village... Don't let your guard down, my son. And if you found an opportunity, kill the hunter!" "Yes, mother," Kasper said and bow to her. "I will accompany the alpha leader." Every one of them look at Fli