MF the demon hunter

The Hunt Begins...For Real This Time

MF would continue to walk, spotting an insect like demon up ahead, the same type that kicked his ass last time. ^Alright, no underestimating them this time,^ He'd say to himself, starting to sneak up on it. Wraith would mimic his movement, but on the other side of the trees from MF, Tank would stop, letting them do their thing.

"...Why'd we stop?" Alice would look up from Watcher, looking around to see MF and Wraith sneaking up on the demon, "Oh."

MF would look at Wraith, nodding, then Wraith would nod back. Wraith would go in front of the demon, creating a distraction, while MF would come up from behind the demon, picking it up by its tail, then cutting along the bottom of its 3 foot body. The demon would screech in pain, going limp, then turning to dust, its heart falling on the ground. MF would pick up the heart and inspect it. Tank would start to walk over to catch up to him.

"Nice job!" Alice would yell to MF.

He'd look at her on top of Tank, ^...Why are you on Tank?^

"He...forced me up."

^...^ He'd look at Tank, who would grunt back at him, ^...Hmph...alright.^ He'd pocket the heart, then continue to walk, Wraith next to him, turning invisible again. Tank would seemingly sigh, then continue to follow slowly behind.

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They'd eventually make it to a town, once they were near, Tank would let Alice down.

"Thank you." She'd say to Tank, smiling. He'd grunt back in response, nodding slightly.

MF would walk into a tent to trade, while Alice wandered the town, looking around. She'd approach a billboard and saw a paper with MF on it. "Huh?" She'd look at it closer, it read: Wanted vigilante for murder, vandalism, hostility towards the kingdom, and kidnapping the princess. "What?" She sounded shocked, "'Kidnapping the princess'? No...no, that's not right at all." She'd start to back up, then bumping into someone behind her, looking up at their face.

MF would be trading still, trying to make a deal, ^Look, this all accumulates to at least 45 credits, how am I not able to get the damn sheath and the tea bags?^

"Because the sheath is 40 credits, you're asking for 2 tea bags when that doesn't add up."

^Tea bags cost 2 dammit!^

"No they don't, they cost 3! It was changed not a week ago!"

^Fuck!^ He'd slam his hand on the table, ^I forgot about that...dammit.^

The shop owner looked like he was reaching for a gun.

^...Fine, I'll just-^ He was cut off by Alice's scream. He'd jump slightly, looking out of the tent, seeing Alice being dragged off by someone. ^Oh you gotta be fucking kidding me!^ He sounded annoyed, running after her.

"Help, some--- help!" She'd struggle to get out, her mouth trying to be covered by the man.

^Hey!^ He'd yell, running at the man and Alice.

The man would throw Alice to the side, starting to run off, seemingly in fear.

MF would tackle him to the ground, then stab the man in the back of the head with his dagger, killing him. He'd sit there for a minute, then pull his dagger out, wiping the blood off and sheathing it.

"...Th-Thank you." She sounded thankful, blushing slightly.

^What the hell happened?^ He sounded pissed off, walking towards her, leaving the corpse there.

"I-I was just wandering arou-"

^Don't bullshit me!^ He'd stand in front of her, seemingly towering above her.

"I-I-I looked a-at a poster!" She sounded scared, visibly showing fear as well.

^Then why did they capture you?^

"I-I-I bumped i-into th-them."

^Why?^

"I-I was g-going to t-t-tell you something."

^And what is it? It better be important enough for me to kill someone!^

"Y-You're wanted!" She'd look away, closing her eyes in fear, tearing up slightly.

^...I know that already.^ He'd walk past her, bumping her shoulder somewhat harshly, ^Thanks for the fucking info.^

Alice would stand there, tearing up more, opening her eyes and looking at the corpse, the people around looking at the corpse as well. She'd tear up more, sniffling, then slowly walking back to Tank, hugging him. Tank would be surprised, looking at her in confusion. She'd cry into his shoulder, feeling and sounding weak. Tank wouldn't know what to do, so he'd try to hug her back as gently as he could.

After a bit, MF would come back over to them, seeing Tank and Alice hugging, ^...^ He'd have some extra blood splatters on him.

"How did the trade go bosssss?"

^Horrible.^ He'd start to walk in a seemingly random direction.

"How sssso?" Wraith would follow closely to MF, while Tank would just stand there, grunting at Alice.

^Well, the merchant decided to steal the hearts after I ran off to save her ass.^ He sounded annoyed by the fact.

"Did you get anything at all?"

^Nope...not even a fucking tea bag.^

"Basssstard."

^Yeah, I killed him myself for that.^

Wraith would look at MF somewhat surprised, "You killed them?"

^Yep...^

"Why didn't you ssssteal any of the goodiessss?"

^Because I couldn't fit them in my pockets, and I didn't want to search for the keys to everything.^

"A sssshame."

^You're telling me, now Watcher's gonna have to go a day without food...again.^ He'd seemingly sigh.

"Issssn't boiled water enough?"

^No, it's still water then, if it's tea at least it's less concentrated water.^

"Ah."

^...They still haven't moved, have they?^ He'd look back at Tank and Alice, seeing they still haven't moved. ^Oh for fuck sake.^ He'd walk back, ^Hey, come on, let's get a move on.^

Alice would still be crying, not listening to MF.

^Hey, come on, let's go.^ He'd grab Alice's shoulder.

She'd retaliate, swatting him away, looking sad and angry, "You don't have to always be so mean!" She had a shaky voice.

MF would back up slightly, ^Well too bad, now either start walking or get on Tank because we're going again!^

"NO!" She'd yell, then going back to hugging Tank. Tank would look at her, then at MF, grunting at him.

He'd seemingly sigh in frustration, then would knock Alice out, placing her on Tank's back, ^There, problem solved, let's fucking go.^ He'd start to walk back to where he was going before. Tank would shake his head at MF's actions, then follow slowly behind. Watcher would look at Alice, poking her head with his wing, squeaking in concern. Tank would grunt at Watcher, and Watcher would look at Tank, then back at Alice, sitting down and squeaking again, sounding saddened.