Hey guys, long time no activity from me. 

Anyways, sorry about that, I've had a really busy end of high school finishing my these and equally busy summer, and now it is just now the next phase of my life. College and employment. Yay me!

Nevertheless with this more freedom in my with I really want to get more organized and in a way creative because my hope to be a writer seems very very far in the future with where I am no. sooooooooooooo, here is my plan.

Blogging

Yes, but on top of doing research, I thought I would ask. Does anyone have suggestions? If it is from readers or bloggers perspective, I would really appreciate any input. 


Also, I hope to become more active on here, but I really only used this site for role pays which I now do on Discord, but I might as I said, become more active as I get more organized and pull my life together. 


THANKS!!

   “You do know this is a Hunt, right men?” I stood over the men sitting by the fire.
   “Umm... yes sir.” The men answered, obviously confused by my question.
   “Then why have you stopped, I did not order this stop.” I narrowed my eyes at the alcohol in the hands of the men.
   “Sir... we are tired, we have been on the road for almost two days, can’t we get a break?” One spoke up.
   “Young man, what is your name?” I ask the man.
   “Garret Adams, sir.”
   “Alright, Adam’s, how long do you want this Hunt to last, huh?” I questioned.
   The men looked to each other, still hopelessly confused.
   “Fine, answer me this. How many of you got someone waiting for you back home? Have plans for the future?” I ask slowly turning my attention to one man after the other.
   A few nodded.
   “Tell me, Adams.” I focused on the man.
   “I got a girl, and a little boy.”
   “Married?”
   “No sir.”
   “Engaged?”
   “Yes sir.”
   “She a keeper?”
   He smiled. “Oh, Yes sir.”
   “How long have you been away soldier?”
   “Almost a year, sir.”
   “Ever been on a Hunt Adams.”
   “No sir, this is my first.”
   “So you took the promotion?”
   This time Garret only nodded in answer.
   “Well, unfortunately, all of you are new to my way of doing things.” I look to everyone, and just by looking at them I could gage the experience level of the men.
   “I do hope you know who I am though.” I mutter. “I am Hunt General Howler, now, I’ll give you the night, but tomorrow, we start my way.” I state heading back to my horse to tie him to the post before grabbing my pack and settling myself under a tree close to my horse, but in earshot of the men.
   “Howler?” Garret asked.
   “You have never heard of him.” Another asked.
   “That is impressive he is only the greatest Hunt General the corps has.” Someone else answered.
   “Tyler! Damien! Be respectful!”
   “Come one Shawn. Just because your the most experience of us, doesn’t mean your the boss.” Another spoke.
   “Oh relax James, you too Shawn.” Tyler spoke again.
   “We still have to inform the newbie.” Damien said.
   “Why should we, it isn’t our fault he ins’t informed.”  Shawn grumbled.
   “It’s fine, I mean I’ve heard the name before but I thought he had a hunting team of the best of the best.” Garret said.
   There was silence for a few moments.
   “That is a good point.” Tyler started.
   Silence again.
   “Don’t look at me, I’m not a story-teller.” Shawn huffed, lighting a cigarette.
   “But you know, don’t you.” Damien probed.
   “Maybe I do, but you should know not to talk about your superiors behind their back, deffinently a man like General Howler.” Shawn spoke gravely.
   “Come on man, help your fellow soldiers out here.”
   “Man, don’t leave us hanging.”
   “Leave me be.” Shawn grumbled.
   “ No, we just want you to inform us, no harm done.” James spoke.
   “We won’t bother you after, please man.” Tyler promised.
   They all waited for Shawn to speak up.
   “Fine, but you all owe me.” He spoke puffing out smacked and pointing his cigarette to the group. He then looked to the fire.
   “Where to start, where to start...” He grumbled.
   “Ah, well lets start at some beginning point. His recruitment.” Shawn started.
   “Howler joined the Demon Hunt Corps at the start of winter, about seven years ago. On his first assignment, his group was supposed to stop a raging beast trampling through towns. They tracked it down for a few months, and in their engagement of the beast, he and two other were the only survivors of the assignment.”
   “Did they kill the beast?” Damien asked.
   “Don’t interrupt me or I won’t tell you.” Shawn snapped. “As I was saying, on his return, the three survivors refused to split up, assignment after assignment. The three survived and were very successful. Howler rose through the ranks while the other two followed. Three years ago they were assigned to track and capture the leader of the last rioters that escaped from custody. After a year of the hunt, the hunted escapee attacked the group who had stopped for the night, and Howler was the only survivor.” Shawn continued.
   “Was that the Massacre of Sagewire Forest?” Garret asked.
   Shawn only gave a nod.
   “I heard about that, Howler was the only one to survive, I can’t believe it.” Damien spoke.
   “If he was so famous, why have we barely hear of him?” Tyler asked.
   “That I do know.” James spoke up as Shawn shrugged at Tyler’s question, and all the attention turned to James.
   “Rumor has it that Howler was repositioned to the Hunt Corps after secretly working under the main man and it was on account of some action or opinionated argument between the two that his transfer was a demotion, and attempt to get ride of him.” James explained in a low whisper, all the rest of the men leaning in to hear.
   “No way.” Garret gasped.
   “I heard that he went crazy from always hunting demons. Is that true?” Tyler asked leaning in closer.
   “Those are rumors.” Shawn spoke up again.
   “No one knows, but they don’t call him Demon General Howler for nothing.” James stated.
   “Then I guess you guys will have to live and tell the tale of Demon General Howler.” I spoke up adjusting the hat on my head and smile at the fear filled silence from the men.
   “Sorry, General.” James finally spoke. I laugh, which only causes form fearful silence.
   “Don’t you worry about it men, my only say is this, a Hunt requires a certain amount of trust, so a fear of the hunted is fine, but don’t let the fear of me come first. If you can’t manage that, better ask for a transfer now.” I state, shifting my position against the tree.
   Silence was the answer I got, but I was not surprised by it.
   “Now get some rest of keep quieter.” I order.
   “Yes sir!” The all called out in unison.
   That was that and it went quiet besides the sounds of nature.

~~~

   “Alright off you butts sleeping beauties?” I call as I go around the dead campfire kicking the shoes of the sleeping men. There were a few groans, but a few got up as I made my way over to y horse to re-strap my travel pack.
   “Early is normal, but this seem super early.” Garret grumbled.
   “What time is it?” Damien asked stretching.
   “Its-” James started to speak.
   “There is no more time, we go by the time nature gives us, meaning The sun, stars, and moon, they are your clock now.” I interrupt turning back to the men.
   “Pack and prepare, we are headed out soon.” I state.
   I sat atop my horse watching the five men pack, waiting patiently as I shut my eyes and listen. At the last sound of zipping and fidgeting I open my eyes.
   “Now that we are all ready lets get going. We have a rendezvous point to make it to before the debriefing. Then we will relieve the previous Hunter group and take over, so lets get moving.” I state, painting my horse in the right direction, tapping its side and starting off, only glancing back to watching the men scrambling on their horses and begin to follow.
   In the distance the mountains that surrounded the main city for the headquarter were peaking up above the thick pine forest, the path they were on would lead them to the cabins just outside of the defensive line of the territory. Of course the reason I took my men this way was the rendezvous point, but also to get a feel for them men on the longest path to the cabins. The five men followed on their horses, and with me in the lead setting the pace the group hoping to make it to the rendezvous point before sundown.
   “Pick up the pace Damien!” I call back noticing his falling behind with the pace.
   “Sorry sir!” He called out in reply getting his horse to run beside Garrets.
   Howler turned his attention forward again, continuing on the path.
   
   They now have been ridding for quite a while, the sun had look been up and it was just over head, I had stopped the group for a water break and to rest the horses.
   “Sir, do you know what we will be hunting.” Tyler asked as he stroked his horses neck while it drank from the river.
   The rest of the group looked to me as well, obviously curious themselves.
   “Funny you should ask.” I laugh as I adjust my travel pack on my saddle.
   “Have you gentlemen heard of the killings of the children in Orphanages?” I took a long drink from my canteen. Watching the men look amongst themselves, I figured that few had a green real idea.
   “Yes sir, I have, but I thought it was unsure of who actually committed the murders.” Garret spoke up.
   “That is true, but that was until recently in the last few months we have been tracking a halfbreed that was apparently found in the last that had been transferred between all the last buildings that were attacked.” I said closing my canteen and putting it back into the pack.
   “That is suspicious.” Shawn said now looking to the river, seemingly in thought.
   “Doesn’t stop there, Apparently she was found hiding in a closet with the blood of the agent we sent to check the place out, and he was found dead.” I continued leaning against the tree where my horse was resting.
   “I have another question sir.” Tyler spoke up again.
   “What is it?” I sigh.
   “Why are we the relieve team. I though a party stuck with their assigned hunted creature until the capture.” Tyler looked to me as he asked and I could not help but smile.
   “That is true sir, what makes this Hunt special?” Shawn spoke up as well as he adjusted his horses saddle.
   “Well, You see, she isn’t just any halfbreed.”
   “She??” Garret questioned.
   “She is the offspring of the Demon Sabertooth King of the Southern BloodRiver Mountains.” I smile lifting a brow as all the expressions of the men changed to jaw dropping shock.
   “The Southern BloodRiver Mountains...” Tyler repeated, and looked as if he had just broken into a cold sweat, much like the rest of the men, in exception to Shawn, he looked at me in a different manner of surprise.
   “Sir, if I man speak out of line, but that is Bull.” Shawn spoke with disbelief.
   “What makes you say that Mr. Baskosky.” I ask.
   “If that is true, that would mean not only did that bloody demon sneak into the human cities, but reproduces and made a bloody child all without catching the attention of the corps or any police.” Shawn started, very passionately and with his arms crossed.
   “That is true.” I nod in agreement.
   “I’m not finished, it would also mean we have a level seven demon halfbreed running around this world. And it is a hundred percent proven that half breeds can grow more dangerous than any other demon.” Shawn finished, not looking pleased.
   “All very true, but to our credit we know now and have get the halfbreed behind bars, and maybe even use her to kill the Saber King.” I state moving towards my horse and mounted.
   “You do not seem to grasp the whole situation.” Shawn stepped forward in a challenging manner making my horse huff and paw the ground.
   “That is enough Soldier.” I state calmly, and Shawn backed up.
   “You see, you are not the first to think of this, and you certainly won’t be the last. We are on this hunt aren’t we, so stop thinking of the past and start thinking like a beast.” I said on my horse shifting it to be facing the direction we were headed, “Now, mount up and let’s get this party moving.” I finished.

Part 1
Status: Complete (no edits)

Character: Sab

Possible, we... well I can only hope.

#1
Character: Rebeca sta.sh/01thhsr2s4vn

Rebeca had her goggles bulled down from where they usually rested on the top of her head as she was trecking through the savana. She wore a brown cloak over her outfit as she walked, it was mid afternoon and had been a few days since the last African tribe she had run into, and she was running low on water. 

#2
Character: Sab sta.sh/0vey3imcgf1

Sab was walking through the little town, there was freshly fallin snow and there was smoke rising from the distance. The girl walked, hood up, ears laied back and tail hidden as she walked into a medicine supply shop. “I need burn ointment and bandages.” She called out into the store.

#3
Character: Sha sta.sh/02p3xqyvtw4

Sha sat tapping her long fingernails on the arm of the chair in which she sat. She was in her little Castle out by the far reaches of the Demon territory of Hell. She ruled over the piece of land closest to the gates to the human world, at it was seeming like a tempting trip to make.