The Sacrificial Lamb

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(Prologue)

Ever since the age of six I have been taught that monsters were always a bad thing. I grew up in a hunters household, and no not the type of hunter that goes into the forest and kills deer or bears. What I mean by a hunters household is that my family goes out and kills vampires, werewolves, demons and so on. I have been raised and taught in this culture. My family does not live on their own though, we are surrounded by families like us.

We consider ourselves a clan. There are more clans like us but not many, we are few in numbers but just as deadly. Years ago in our great war, that was kept in the shadows away from humans, we lost a great amount of our kind. We are very necessary for the human race because we are the threat to the creepy crawlies under the bed. Our clans are spread internationally so we can protect the whole world and not just a contenant. Our clans are usually controlled by the head of the strongest family, usually it is the male but on occasion we do have female leaders.

Us hunters are usually stronger and much faster than actual human beings. There is a rumour that the first hunters were humans that created an alliance with the first Supernatural king. Apparently they were fed the blood of the king himself so that we could keep the unruly/ disobdient in check. The blood reacted with the human body making them just as strong, quick, and smart as the monsters themselves. The only thing was the hunters were still mortal and could not take any special form. At One point in our history the hunters rebelled due to a new kings ruling. He forbid every hunter from harming a supernatural being, this allowed the monsters to go free and do as they pleased. The hunters could not stand for all the death of the human race and the Black War was started. After the culling, many hunters and monsters died and a silent truce was created. No one was indebted to another. We still today hunt and fight each other but just a little less than the past.

Speaking of alliances, at the moment we are creating a new alliance, hopefully one that will stay. Us hunters were told the truce is there so we don't start another war. Our truce includes that we stop killing their kind as long as they are able to keep their own in check and from killing off humans. I personally think their pulling the wool over our eyes, because once a killer always a killer. But our leaders with all their hearts believe that the stupid monsters will keep their side of the deal. They also think  their holding their side, but for me the truce feels like a Trojan horse.

To commence the truce my clan has received an invitation requesting that we send three of the best teenaged hunters to one of the most infamous schools, St. Claires Academy, in the monster world. They selected our clan to provide hunters since we are the strongest out of all of the clans world wide. Me and my two childhood friends Kaleb and Alec were selected to go to this school. I personally refused when I heard the "request" but then was told I must. This was a little experiment to show that we want to and are willing to keep the peace. At the moment I really feel like the sacrificial lamb. I am being sent to a school with crazy monster spawn, but one thing on my side was that I was not going alone.

The school we were attending was a boarding school in the middle of the Boreal Forest, so that the students could go freely in some of their true forms. Kaleb, Alec and I were not so pleased about our location. In a week we will be stranded for about 2 more years in an area where we could not get help or the supplies we needed in case there is some crazy ass student that decides that they can take on us hunters. Which was most likely going to happen since if someone pisses me off, there will probably be some sort of blood shed.

I know I should try to control it but I can be a little, if not really impulsive some times. Especially when my temper flares up because of that Alec tends to call me feisty sometimes. At times it seems like I am trying to go out of my way to be a bitch, but I really am not. Well maybe when I am mad but for the most part I can be loving and very loyal when you have my trust. The thing is there aren't a lot of people I trust so people tend to think I am cold. The two people that know this side of me are Alec and Kaleb.

Kaleb and I grew up together. I met him a few days after I was adopted into the clan. Sadly I was not born into this life. I actually don't know where I was born or who my real parents are, heck I don't remember anything before the age of six. I was told I went through a traumatic event and my brain blocked everything out so I wouldn't go mental. I always wondered what happened but no one could or would tell me why. Anyways Clarissa and her husband John took me in since they always wanted a child but never was able to. To their wonderful surprise I turned out to be gifted with the powers of a hunter, with a few extra powers. I haven't told anyone about these powers since all of them would think that I was something more than just a hunter. I remember the day I first found out, it was a few days after my 16th birthday. I was sent on a hunt after two out of control werewolves, they were terrorizing a small town. When I confronted them I felt a burst of energy, an energy that was different from a hunters, It was animalistic. It rumbled through my body and amplified my regular abilities. I was stronger, faster, my smell and sight were amplified. It was a crazy sensation, almost addictive. What was scary every time I hunted, for a good year, I had these great bursts of power. I, over that year, figured out how to control it but I made sure when I went on a hunt I was never accompanied.

Anyways Kaleb and I are childhood friends. When I came to the clan he was one of the few who sincerely approached me. The other children were interested because I came from the outside, they later on started to avoid me since I rose quickly in the ranks without years of training backing me. But no matter what Kaleb has always stuck close to me. He always worries about me like a big brother would. Kaleb is quite the handsome guy with his deep, chocolate eyes and golden hair. His skin was an olive tone and he was built, like eight pack and all. He's also the most promising male hunter out of all the novices (Novice hunters are hunters that are yet to graduate from training and move on to being full on hunters). Kaleb being the clan leaders eldest and only son he needed to be the top so he could succeed his fathers position. For sure Kaleb was the perfect hunter almost too perfect at times, he was smart , wise, strong, fast, and very kind towards people (but not monsters).

Alec and I on the other hand always fought ever since the first day we met. Don't get me wrong we get along and we would kill for each other but we seem to always find something we disagree about. For example about a week ago we ended up yelling at each other because I thought a dagger was easier to fight with rather than a bow. Yes, we fight over the stupidest things, in a way you could say we have a brother and sister kind of relationship. He can also have such a cold and rude personality but his looks seem to make up for his actions. All the girls go crazy over him which can be so annoying. They think since he is rude, hot tempered and acts all bad-ass that he is the best choice( I swear some of the female hunters are pure masochists). I on the other hand think he is an idiot that needs to learn how to follow the rules and make nice with our fellow hunters in case there is a need for their help in the future, but you know that's just me.

I have to admit I'm nervous going St.Claires. There will be a hoard of monsters that see us as their enemy, but what I can't believe is that they are only sending three of us. We are three of the most promising hunters but we have not even finished our training yet. Something does not feel right, sadly I can not disobey orders unless I want to be claimed as a rogue hunter. Then both monsters and hunters would have a target on my back. This year is going to be interesting and for sure something I will remember, that is if I can make it out of the academy without being mauled by 500 hormonal teenaged monsters.

Being Hayden  Cros is not going to be fun.

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