Part 3: Worthy of the Hunt

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Y/n: After the test and introduction I retreated inside my home as she followed me inside, ducking under the doorway on her way in. I looked at the clock and it was 2:21 AM. She'd hunted me for over an hour and a half! I was extremely sleepy and out of it but her medical supplies seemed to be working. I limped over to my couch and plopped down, dropping my helmet on the ground and removing any bits of body armor left on me, more cracked off while little was salvaged. Damn it... Guess I'll manage with my old stuff I laid against the couch and let my head hit the wall.

P/n: "That's quite the armor you have there. What is it?"

Y/n: It's just an old ballistic armor. Not entirely sure what it's called but it's saved me plenty... i looked down to my blood stained torso I guess not as much this time. I pulled out my dagger covered in green and dropped it next to me Uh... does your blood wash off well? She nodded as my pager went off. "Ridley Ripley's bounty: $7,550 increased" Ugh. Well, I guess I have no time to rest

P/n: "What's the matter? Is that your communication device?"

Y/n: Indeed it is, I have another bounty to catch I stood up and she placed a hand on my chest. She lightly pushed me back down

P/n: Wait. "It can wait, you need time to heal. Stay here"

Y/n: I-I... okay then I sat back down and I admired her mandibles as she looked to my injuries

P/n: I noticed him looking at my face with a curious look, he was admiring my face, or maybe he was uneasy.

Y/n: As her hands felt up my cuts and injuries I tried not to move; her hands felt differently, kind of rough and moist, while also avoiding jabbing me with her sharp nails. She was so interesting and it felt frightening to know those men from Los Angels and the South American incident weren't lying! These things are real and very powerful, I don't even know how I made it out of there. Well if I'm not going back out there, I need to shower.

P/n: I nodded to him and removed my hands "I will return tomorrow, sun down"

Y/n: Sun down... okay, I'll see you then. As she left my home I watched her cloak reactivate and heard her clicking noises. She was quite frightening but I guess I'm in the clear with death now, I was to be something like her partner or protégé? I wasn't sure but I knew I was tired and dirty so I went to bathe then sleep.

NEXT DAY 4:27 PM
Y/n: I had woken up an hour previous after sleeping for a severely long time. I found my old armor from my second year of this hunting. The type of body armor I had wasn't around anymore so I had to resort to the past.
My armor was old and kinda shedding the paint but I didn't think it'd be destroyed after being blasted by whatever came out of her weapon. It had held up for so many years and for it to be destroyed that easy... well I was fighting an advanced life form so we are primitive. I guess that tech is the same Parker had... and my gauntlet as well! I found this thing from one of my bounties a few months ago, I guess it belongs to her kind. Perhaps I'll have to return it to her.
My undersuit was torn and tattered as well but I had a few more so I tossed that one out. I brought out one of the others I had and sat in my living room. I got ready and attached my ballistic armor on, then At that moment I received a page from... Virgil. A reminder for Ridley Ripley once again, time to go. I was still in pain from last night but I'd be able to take care of myself.
I gathered my things together; backpack filled with my Uzi and ammo, knife sheathed on my ankle, darts inside my gauntlets, and helmet in hand. I don't remember this old ballistic armor being too resistant so I was back to being Uber careful. I headed outside and heard that familiar noise, the clicking sound, she was here. P/n? You here?

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