The Hunter's Mark

The Hunter's Mark

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WpMetadataNoticeLaatst gepubliceerd maa, mrt. 6, 2017
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When someone asks you, "Why did you do it?'', most would have an explanation. Alec not so much. These black outs are getting out of hand. One minute he's studying for his exams, the next there's a corpse of some man or woman in front of him, and he's out in a back alley of town. Normally, he's able to get away, but not this time. This time it was worse. He killed a young girl. Some poor little girl who had a life ahead of her, barely out of 2nd grade most likely, is now dead, because of his irresponsibility. Now the towns hunters, yelling at each other and him, chasing him through the near by forest. What did he do to deserve this? Why him and not his older brother? Oh that's right. It was foretold. Can't really go against prophecy now can we? Second born is to be cursed every generation. This old curse, though, has been going on for to long though. Thousands of years in fact. And Alec will be damned if he can't stop it, he's had enough of it. Follow the Adventure of Alec Void and his friend Lucius Allen, in a futuristic time to battle against the odds. Space, Aliens, Love and Mystery await these two on their quest for redemption. Warning: This story will contain sensitive material such as suicidal thoughts, blood and gore, alcohol and drug use, and maybe sexual content in the future. Welcome to the first 3 chapters of "The Hunter's Mark." Thank you for taking the time to read this piece of crap I call writing... If there are any grammar mistakes let me know, I would be glad to fix them. Hopefully there will be more chapters soon. Any complaints, (subject matter, art work use, etc.) let me know. Though if it's just to critique on how bad my writing is... Well thank you for wasting everyone's time then, and goodbye.
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Growing up in chaos isn't simple for all. Not many could cope. They would struggle and kick, but ultimately drown. However, for Dakota, that was his normality. Torturing. Maiming. Killing. That was his life, the life of a hunter. The Arizona line was elusive, written fame in the lore of hunters, and infamy for their prey. They were the best. No one could ever compare to their skills, their abilities, their ruthlessness. But Dakota was something else. His siblings might have learnt to enjoy the hunt, well most of them anyway, but Dakota didn't. There was always something missing for him, something he was waiting on. Silent and everlasting hope. A promise had been made to him, the day his twin brother was stolen, taken by the enemy, plucked right from the very home the Arizonas had grown up in. A promise of something better, something that he might actually want in his life. Now, almost sixteen years later, something was coming. A change was begging to be found. Maybe it would be for the best. Maybe Dakota would finally find that certain something that had been missing his whole life, something to fill the dark and fractured abyss that ached and wailed within. But nothing was ever that simple. Because, of course, the promise that had been made to Dakota would never be anything plausible for him, anything tangible to have and to hold. He had been promised a new life, by the greatest enemy of them all. It wouldn't be easy. Not with his family still clinging to his heels, the teachings of blood and violence burnt into his mind. No, leaving them behind wouldn't ever be easy. Then again, staying with them would only bring his inevitable death. Why not take the chance to die happy? After all, out of the ashes, a phoenix will rise...

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