The Hunter and The Predator Leokumi

8|| Zola

There is isn't an elaborate plan for how Fujin plans to carry out. No for such a piety vampire this does not require his full strength. If possible he wants to inflict as much pain as possible on this man. However he will not break his customs and prays a quote that he often hears the Rainbow Sage say, "We hunt to hide the secret, to clean out the foul blood, for we'll all live in peace."

Without much effort Fujin enters the house with well-trained stealth. Hawkeyes whispers to him that the vampire is near and Fujin listens to its direction. He reaches a bedroom door and without a doubt he enters. This vampire must had not fought before if he hasn't heard Fujin yet. The thought disgusts Fujin and a frightening anger gnaws at his stomach. In the midst of his terrifying thoughts he grabs a body of the weakest holy water he had. Then mercilessly splashes it on the ugly mug of the sleeping blond.

The blond wakes in pain, grabbing his face that looks to have a bad case of a sunburn. He yelps loudly and releases a few tears from the pain. Quickly he looks around and finds the Hunter standing by his bedside. Instantly he shuffles to the furthest corner of the bed from the other. He trembles terribly and shakes even more when Fujin draws an arrow and aims it at him.

Uncharacteristically Fujin greets the man, his voice full of venom and far too level for his anger, "Hello Zola."

Zola's eyes widened in confusion at the mention of his name. Though Fujin could only internally laugh at how dumbfounded Zola was. For a Hunter of Fujin's caliber acquiring a name is child's play, no, it was as simple as breathing. Zola whimpers in realization who Fujin is from the signature outfit he wore, "W-w-why?! Why would... B-but y-you're the infamous F-Fujin Y-!"

Before Zola could finish Fujin brings the weapon closer and interrupts, "Where are the people you kidnapped today?"

Zola tramples even more in fear but he manages to mew, "I can't or I'll be kill for real for saying anything."

Fujin hides a frowns at Zola's words before showing an emotionless face. He coolly reveals, "Zola you must know my hunting ethnics. So, don't worry, you're already on the blacklist so eventually someone will hunt you. An easy target for easy money."

Zola gawks in shock at the news and Fujin continues, "Of course a Hunter always has the choice to hunt whether or not the prey lies in front of him. Be glad I'm no Exorcist."

The dreadful face that Zola wears seems to age him by ten years from those words. Still he shakes his head in refusal to retain his silence. Fujin pulls the bow string tighter as a sign of preparing to release the arrow. His clothes makes sound with purpose to alert the weak man about his future actions. However he remains still in silence when Zola mumbles something. Fujin orders with a shout, "Speak louder. Speak clearer! Speak without lies or else you know what's coming!"

This makes Zola hold up his arms in defense and screams, "It was Mr. de Nohr! The vampire called Garon de Nohr is the one who ordered me. He has them at his mansion."

"What do you do to the captured humans?" Fujin inquires.

Zola immediately answers, "I only capture them! He always deals with them, then after they are almost dead I dump them somewhere... Leaving them to their fates."

This is Zola's mistake to share as a silver arrow pierced his left shoulder. Then just a hair-breadth away from his neck another arrow points at it. Zola writhes in pain but he can't move since fear has already took his body. Fujin inquires further as numerous emotions erupt inside him, becoming companions with his anger, "What happens to the captured humans?"

Zola shrieks, "Their blood is drawn and sold until they are nearly dead."

Then a companion that made room in his body control him, fury. Fujin lowers his bow and harshly rips out the arrow lodged in Zola's shoulder. The dark blood splats and sprinkles onto Fujin. He wipes the iron smelling blood from the arrow onto Zola's sheets. Fujin returns the arrow to his quiver and turns away from the injuries blond. He opens a window with his hand that's covered in blood and says, "Get some air Zola because I'll reward you. Truthfully you aren't blacklisted yet."

Fujin turns to leave the house through the entrance he lock picked earlier. However he doesn't leave yet instead he silently sprints to the window he just opened before. Seeing that Zola isn't looking around he waits outside and listens.

Fujin wipe his hand on his pants and lifts a device up, turning a few knobs so it'll do its job. Zola can be heard shuffling around in circles as the ringback tone from his phone plays. Then there's a click and Zola begins speaking, "Iago! There was a Hunter that came after me and they know about your business!"

There's a pause from Zola that Fujin assumes Iago is speaking. Then Zola speaks up again, "Miraculously I wasn't hunted but the Hunter who came after me was-"

Zola stops his sentence as he is interrupted by the other speaker. Zola begin speaking and the conversation is getting faster, "No I told them what you instructed me to do... Yes, they are coming for the one we got today, but Iago the Hunter... I'll do it right away I'll time it as best I can... He hung up as always..."

Fujin clicks the device off and moves away from the house and travel to the temporary base he set up. There he connects earbuds to the device and listens to it. His face is covered by the mask by his teeth grits in disgust by what he hears. If everything he had with him wasn't so important he might've thrown something in anger.

Quickly he checks his memory for the mentioned names he heard and he found a match. Fujin then begin searching for said mansion belonging to a man with the name Garon de Nohr. This hunt will continue and this time he'll has to actually plan something.

Author's note:
So, there's Fujin but where's Leo, why hasn't he shown up?! And why is this chapter so short!! Don't worry I promise Leo in the next chapter... As for the short chapter I uh thought it'll be longer but, yeah this happen... Have a nice day.