Running. Heavy breathing. I need to get closer.
I clench my spear tighter in my hand, still running, still going after it.
I've been doing this for years now, my whole life. Chasing them. Killing them. It has now become my job.
God, this one's fast.
They usually stop running after a little chase and disappear into thin air, but this one isn't. Is he trying to ambush me? If so, he won't live to see it.
I boost myself up by jumping on a fallen tree trunk, then a boulder and so I throw my spear at him while I'm still up in the air. It's almost like I'm flying for a split second.
My weapon goes right through his body, driving into a tree ahead, while his blood splashes everywhere around us: on trees, rocks, even on me, but I don't care, I'm used to it. It's our blood, human blood.
I land on my feet and slowly straighten my back. After retrieving my spear, I decide to go check my prey.
Its laying dead on the forest's floor. Like they always do.
That piece of shit got me tired as hell,but it was worth it. Just the view of the hole my spear made in its body gets me ecstatic. That's what he gets for messing with me.
I've killed hundreds of them, but they've killed millions of us. We are the prey.
Because of them I turned into who I am today.
I turned into the hunter.
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When the night falls
Adventure"Like a shiver down your spine, Like a whisper in your mind. Bells are ringing far ahead Strange figure on your bed. Watch out: you mustn't see Or they will come for you and me... " Luna is a 17 year old girl with exceptional hunting skil...
