Set To Kill

Battle Frontier, 1892

" It was clear when I told you to get rid of McLenn!"

The general was furious. He has the rights. I was devastated. I failed my most important mission big time.

"I'm sorry sire, but - "

"No but's! Kiss your fcking badge goodbye!"

With that, he stormed out of the room and I was kicked out of The Order.

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El Monela , present..

The ravine was dark. But it was no adversity to the hunters that was well eyeing their prey. One headed to the south, two faced west. In one second, they've slain a group ten no sweat.

"Eli, I thought you despise human blood?" Seah said teasingly. She was blond and the fastest on the pack.

"Once you've tasted it, you'll never ever forget it. You might despise it for short while, but you have got to get used to it."

This was Eli, one of the oldest member but left some time, recently got back. He was rugged, the most selfish, but definitely has the most lethal skill among the group.

They walked away leaving their preys holed in the chest and drained with life.

- - - - -

"McLenn, the hunters preyed again on the west."

Needless to know more, McLenn headed to the door to finish some business...

He was the founder of The Coven. A hundred and twenty year old being and was stated in the prophecy who will "lead all creatures to life after death and will purged all the members of the Black Order".

He was first led to the humans who were punched holed on the chests and looked like white as hell. He sniffed around and remembered all four smells he detected. He scanned the place for traces and found a coin near the ten bodies.

"Eli."

With that, he headed to where the plants were withered. Some wolhunters have messed with his territory again.

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Got nothing to do so I just wrote something lurking on my mind.