The Heart Of The Huntress [complete/editing]

Chapter 43

Chapter 43

~~~ NAÍ'S POV ~~~

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"His palms were sweaty, knees weak arms were heavy.

Theres vomit in his sweater already, moms spaghetti.

His nervous.

On the surface he looks calm and ready,

To drop bombs,

But he keeps on forgetting.

^^^

You better loose yourself, in the music the moment you own it.

You better never let it go.

You only get one shot.

Do not miss your chance to blow.

This opportunity comes once in a life time. "

Eminem blasting on the stario while I work out.

The lyrics "loose yourself in the.. moment," "once in a life time." Keep replaying in my head.

Being a hunter requires skill, I need to be focused I can't think. It takes to much time, instead i train so my body can react in an instant instead of me thinking on what to do next. It will become a reflex a habit. It's just simply survival of the fittest.

The winner takes it all, the winner gets to walk out alive. And I'm a survivor I need to be anyways and always. This is one of the hardest jobs there is.

Your life is constantly on the line but that's your job. And in my case I love it. I love the feeling it gives me when I survive each mission i go into, each mission I'm assigned to. Each life i save, each mission I've survived.

Im not a bad person, I fight battles and wars for the weak. For the ones who can't save themselves, who are to afraid, to weak or just don't believe. They just need hope, it's a feeling everyone should have. They needed to believe and I gave them that. That a hero could save them.

The elders, those honorable hunters helped me allot. James the head hunter, he would bring me back up when I would loose my humanity. In my first year of being in class C of hunting. The one where you go and chase after the most wanted. He always has something wise to say.

Have you heard its good to gain the day. I also say it is good to fall. Battles are lost in the same spirit in which they are won. I beat and pound for the dead, i blew through my ambushes my loudest and gave for them.

All the Hunters who lost their battles in the field are the ones who die with honor.

I work more than anyone else in this facility in this academy.

All of this brings me inspiration, it makes me aspire to work harder.

I came back to reality when I heard a loud whistle. I turn to look at the direction it came from.

'You can stop now.'

I look back and saw that my hand went through the punching bag. Ups!

I looked back at Nolann.

'Don't worry about it we have plenty more replacements.' He said gesturing to the other side of the gym.

I looked and there where at least fifty in a pile laying on the floor.

I turned to him and gave me a questioning look.