The hunters

The sun beam leaked through my slightly shattered window that causes a trickle of blood to run down your fingers as soon as you touch it.....

The names Avery, Avery Lee Janes, pretty much my whole life I've always been in danger, always had a gun with me, I always have my boss, always have my crew but I've never had my parents.

It all started one thunderous day where I was found at the doorstep of none other then my boss, Garry.

I was just a few days old and apparently I was in a basket and around my neck was a pendant it's ruby red and to this day I've never taken it off.

You see my so called parents thought that they just dumped their new born daughter on the doorstep of an ordinary house with an ordinary owner well mum and dad, hell nah.

Garry is the boss of a Gang well gang is what it's called but it's much more then that we ain't the usual kind and are never the bad guys. I mean sure we pulled the trigger a few let's say hundreds of times but we only kill the actual bad guys and never the innocent in fact we protect them. So there are hundreds of us many living with Gary, like me. We all live in a huge mansion, which is an understatement practically a palace. Since the first day I learnt to talk was the first day of training. As each day went by it just grew more intense, as each sweat dripped down every trigger was pulled and as each laughter I shared every new friend I made now known as my crew.

You see Gary is the boss but split us all into groups according to our abilities and in each group there is a leader, me. We are the best of our gang especially in Gary's eyes and probably should've mentioned this earlier but we go by the name of the 'the hunters' (the bit where you realise the point of the title)

Now going back to present day; 

I squinted my eyes open as the light burned into my eyes stinging like a wasp.

As I opened them wider, my eyebrows burrowed in perplexity as I saw a black fugure in front of me. Dexter! Oh crap. I dived under my bed lunging  for my draw to grab a gun. As soon as I heard the trigger getting pulled my heart went from beating rapidly to not beating at all. I was too late.Until I realise the terrorising sound I heard didn't come from Dexter. I slowly turned my head around careful to have my gun ready then let out a sigh of relief to see my best friend Rebecca standing in the door way, being the cause of dexters last breath.

Hey guys this is my first wattpad story, so hope you enjoy it, it's a working progress. And if you haven't already checked out my poems, you should, I would love to know what you think about them. I'll try to update as much as I can😘😘😘