The loud purr of the engine could be heard from a kilometre ahead of the beast that sped down the lone highway through the dark and pelting rain. The noise grew louder, headlights could now be seen in the dark coming around a bend sending a roar through the forest, creating sparks of thunderous engines and screeching of wheels, bringing the forest to life. Except for the those in the forest that were already dead, or........ undead. It was a chase, those who lived running from those who no longer did. The matte black 1969 Mustang slicing through the raindrops as they attempted to reach the tarmac ground that was the road beneath the beast. It was if there was a large sphere of thunderous sounds, pure yellow light, and constant energy surrounding the car, generating from it and the forest was merciless to stop it, as well as the horrors that chased the car through the night, searching for blood, the blood of the one man behind the wheel, his name was Orion and he is a hunter, he hunts all those horrible creatures that lurk in the dark and search for the blood of the innocent. He is one of the protectors of this world and its people and he is. Not. Alone.
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The Hunted
ParanormalAstrid and Orion travel around America and kill all those who are against the well being of the human race. Those who lurk in the shadows wont escape from them.
