(Gonna warm you here. This chapter is 5851 words)
(So, this is the rewrite version here and I will not change the text above as that is still funny to me)
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"Don't let go! Hunter! Hunter please!" Ben yelled with the strength of every muscle in his throat.
Hunters holding onto his hand with a broken one, he knows he's made his injury worse because of it but he doesn't matter at the moment. Ben's life does.
"Just hang on!" Hunter yelled through a strained voice. His body is doing everything to not let go.
As Ben's fingers were about to slip out of his hand, Darius dove in to help, catching his arm and effectively helping Hunter steady Bens dangling body. Now they can pull him back up.
They start to calm down, but the Pteranodon bastards come back for another attack. Ben slips out of their hands and Hunter immediately reached out with his other hand and grab onto him. Darius grabs onto his wrist, then they started to pull him up with all their strength that they have left.
The Pterodactyl Hunter slashed earlier rammed the side of the train with a powerful force and made them all jump. Bens hand slipped out of their hands, Hunter tried reaching for him, but...
Ben fell off the train, the Pteranodons chasing after his falling body while they all stare in shock and horror at what just happened. "I...failed, I wasn't able to save him..." Hunter thought to himself. A brief flash of a memory of someone's bloody arm returning to his mind.
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"And why do you insist on saving every last single animal?" George asked the boy from across the room. He is sitting behind his desk, observing the boy's body language.
"Animals have done more for this planet than we could ever dream of doing." Hunter shook his head, "What we could never do..." Hunter sighed.
"There are plenty of humans in this world...plenty. Yet, there more Tigers in Texas than in the wild." Hunter clenched his fists in anger.
"You, yourself, was part of the problem of why this all happened..." Hunter tried to let all that anger flow out of his body with a sigh, but it stuck to him.
"We cry over someone we lost, but that is an individual person." Hunter glared at George, "And yet humans kill hundreds to thousands to millions of other animals and never shed a single tear." Hunter walked up to George's desk and pulled out a envelope.
It read 'To My old Friend, George Ravens," Hunter didn't place it down. George knew what the boy wanted to do, but he was hesitant.
"I'm nice enough to allow you to read it...but I got this delivered in person." Hunter said in a cold tone.
"Hunter...you didn't—" George was cut off by a Bowie knife piercing the middle of his desk. "No, I would never kill someone in cold blood...especially knowing you were once friends with them." Hunter let go of the Bowie and straighten himself up.
"But that does not mean I have forgiven him for what he's done." Hunter pulled up his sleeve and revealed a slashed forearm.
"I made sure he understood my point...and I've proven to him that I will not give up so easily." Hunter threw his sleeve back down, he would've smirked at the bewildered look on George's face, but he is not looking for satisfaction.
"He killed a Mountain Lion before I was able to track him, if I was there sooner...one more Mountain Lion would still be on this planet." Hunter started to walk away, at this point his grandfather will understand why he insists on saving every animal he can.
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