The "Human" Hunter

by mlpengineer

Rating: mature
Tags: Suicide / Self Harm, Profanity, Adventure, Violence, Principal Celestia, Fallout, Human, Narcotics, Main 7 (EqG), Gore, Other, Original Character, Equestria Girls, Mystery, Button Mash
Length: 13592

A Hunter faces his demons.

Hunter is NOT a good man, He has NOT saved hundreds, He is NOT a hero, at least that's what he says, this is a story about the recovery of a broken man, who lost everything at a young age, a man who has done much wrong, and much more good, a man that feels unworthy to be called human. [side note, bare with me, the story may be silly at the start, but it gets better]
(may add romance and sex tags later on)

Published 2022-08-30 19:40:01 UTC
Last updated 2022-10-14 03:32:40 UTC

prologue

"Ahh, America the country of guns, cheeseburgers and freedom what a perfect free country to live in." the camera slowly zooms in on America sliding to the side. the camera then stops at the Mexican border.
"Hey, that's the Mexican border let's take a look at what's going on there". the camera zooms to the Mexican border slowing down on a hut. inside the hut is what appears to be a fat man with a double-Barrel shotgun in it. When the camera stops on him, he seems to be 4ft 7 in. He closes a book that seems to read on the cover as (how to make your dick bigger)

He looks at the camera, talking with a THICCK Southern Accent "Why hello there, I am the narrator of this here story welcome to-" BAM "AGH"
The man falls to the floor yelling like a little girl as he was shot by a man wearing NCR veteran ranger armour with an m16 assault rifle.

"Thank god I god here in time that crazy dipshit of a fuck was going to kill some innocent cats, wait hold up, oh he was going to kill some rats, my bad" he then turns to the camera and steps back in shock. "Oh, shit wad-up (insert your name here) long time no see how's the wife ...huh still don't got one... Yeah, same uh did have you lost your v-card yet ... No? Shame your missing out" the man is about 5 feet 9.97 inches (average New Zealand height) speaking with a New Zealand accent (mix of American, Australian and British) "so uh what are you doing here? ... You came here for a story? ... He was going to tell you one? ... Shit well how about I tell you An EVEN BETTER STORY WITH ACTION, A SMART MAIN CHARACTER, A MAIN CHARACTER WITH A TRAGIC BACK STORY. AND
Uh and uh idk BUT IT'S A GOOD ONE (Hopefully). So, without further ado TO THE PROLOGUE."

A man is sleeping in a bed only to be awoken by his alarm clock
The man gets up and heads to the bathroom He takes a piss brushes his teeth takes a shower takes care of his mourning wood and leaves his room. His door is revealed to lead to a hallway leading to the kitchen and another room that says "sister" this door is broader up no one is inside the room ... Anymore.

The kitchen seems to just be a standard fridge, stove, dining table, a bench and a sink.
He cooks two eggs two slices of bacon and uses four pieces of bread using a bit of butter to butter said pieces of bread he then makes 2 bacon and egg sandwiches and DEVOURS THEM. And all in the instant of 5 seconds, the wonders of reading am I right?
He then exits the kitchen into some form of airlock putting on a modified NCR elite veteran ranger suit dubbed "the predator suit MK 2"

and steps out of what appears to be an abandoned military outpost and then, he finally talks

"Ah fuck my, life fuck this island fuck my job"

Well, that's something. he gets into a- "Okay if you're going to continue narrating me at least call me Hunter."

AYO WHAT FUCK!? uh okay as I was saying he gets into a military jeep and dives to what appears to be a rather large town, he parks at a building reading (10th elite platoon island coast militia) otherwise known as the DEATH TROOPERS and gets out charging into the building busting through causing all of the troops slacking off to fall off their chairs or to slip and fall. he wasn't in a rush he just liked fucking with his troops.

Oh, did I forget to mention that he's the platoons commander?

he walked to the stairs. the stair and 2 paths you could go up left, right or down, the left path lead to a toilet and the right path lead to a breakroom. and the stairs leading up went up... want did you expect? and down lead to a door locked via keypad the commander hunter walked down the stairs unlocked the door with the password (555236) and continued jumping the stairs, yes, I mean HE FUCKING JUMPED THE DOWN THE STAIRS WHAT A MAD LAD.

he went to the lap and to his platoons scientist who is even smarter than the commander the man only known as- "Hey jeff."

Party pooper.

"Oh H-hey commander."
this man was only 4 foot 6

"Jeff, I told you to start calling me hunter for fucks sake."

"Sorry, hunter."
this is jeff he is the only man that hunter respects and allows to get close to him while most respect or fear him including the general

"So is the project coming along well?" hunter said while rubbing his rather sore legs

"Y-yes sir we have almost made a breakthrough," said jeff

"Great the sooner we complete this project we can get back home and retire." hunter says with in the first time in years smiling with hope.

BOOOM An explosion on Michael Bay levels rings throughout the large town as gunshots and screams are heard.

"Fucking mother fuckers!" hunter swears making to run to the stairs only to be stopped and knocked on his ass by another explosion this time hitting the building.

"My ass." says hunter getting back on his feet

"Sir, we may have a rather large problem!" yelled jeff who had was trying to get the hunters attention

"What is it now- OH FUCK" yelled hunter
the explosion had caused the machine to turn on and start powering on as well as start smoking more than my mom dad and sister.

"SHUT IT OFF I DON'T LIKE SMOKE TURN IT OFF FOR GOD FUCKING SACKS" Yelled hunter

"Sir I can't It's too late it's- oh no FUCK SIR ITS GOING TO BLOW, WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE."
Hunter wanted to snap him out of it but he was probably right even he couldn't survive an explosion at this range

"I'm sorry Jeff."
And then it happened the machine blew up and as it did Hunter's life flashed before his eyes his sister his dead mother his father was never going to see him again .'
well, maybe his mother. Then Blac-white?

'What the fuck' He thought in a voice that he had never used before.
Then he awoke with his only light being the moon leaking into the room from a broken skylight above him. He was dazed and confused not knowing where he was.

Then he said in the voice of his 13-year self.
"Where the- wait what." He was startled by the high pitch of the foreign yet strangely familiar voice.

he looked around finding a small puddle of rainwater, FRESH Rainwater, how can he tell you may ask? I'll give you one clue. (BIG SNIFF).
He moved over to the puddle looking into it, he saw himself but He was different, he looked younger, by about 10 or 9 years to his count younger to be exact. He still had a scar that was on his right eye, but other than that he looked normal.

That was until he saw his hair. what was Blondish brown hair was now silver hair that shined in the moonlight. He started looking harder and found something odd. His eyes which used to be blue were now dark green and looked like they were glowing in the moonlight.

Now that he was fully awake he realised something. his skin looked cleaner and he was also running on an adrenaline
rush. he quickly rolled up his dark green shirt and checked his torso. why? Simple Hunter has a strong adrenaline rush that can completely block out pain. he could be losing litres of blood and not even notice.

He check both his upper chest and his lower chest both of them in good condition other than the hundreds of scars on his chest he also found that his 8-pack was still there. yes you heard me 8 PACK, you see while Hunter was slim he was in no way weak, due to years of non-stop training and on and off combat he had gone from being a slightly overweight boy to a beast.
he wanted to test one more thing he made his hand into a fist pulled it back and with all his might he threw it into his gut-punching himself in the gut Hard and feeling the pain. this was real, all those years of hell and just when he finally thought it was over this shit happened.

In a fit of pure anger and self-hatred, he smashed both of his fists into the puddle causing it to ripple making it impossible
to make out anything.

As he claimed back down he looked back into the puddle, which had become clear again, only to see his eyes had become blood red. he started seeing visions of his past, of the horrors he had committed, of the friends and family dying in front of him, 10 years of sadness, stress anger and hatred came crashing into him and while he had a very good mantel wall he couldn't defend himself from himself
and to that, he could only say one thing one very smart, cool, awesome thing that word is.

"AYO WHAT THE FUCK?! AGHHHHHH He then blackouts from all of the stress, loss and pain

Author's Note

and Done. sorry if there wasn't much near the end I got tired since it was night hope you all enjoyed, note: sorry the back story is so crappy, I plan on doing a rewrite after this book, it'll have a much more interesting story line

Chapter 1 establishing

We see Hunter, walking down a blooded alleyway. without his helmet with the shadows covering most of his face,
As he is walking his eyes glow blood red showing visions of his past tragedy and loss. It cuts to a child playing on a ps4 having the time of his life
It then cuts to the same child now inside a plane screaming for help while the plane goes down. We cut back to hunter who now has a bottle of vodka

Chugging some vodka down while singing along with the intro song. With pure sadness, in his eyes, he continues to sing along

It now cuts to a younger hunter engaging in combat with the Mk 1 predator suit which is a dark green hoodie with a gas mask that has a helmet welded to it. the suit has a military-grade bulletproof vest,

He avoids most of the hits while many still hit him including a slash to his right eye the camera then zooms in onto his fresh slash it then turns into a scar while the camera zooms out cutting back to hunter now still singing but now a bit tipsy

He passes 7 girls who look worried. As he walks past, they start running after him and catch up to him as he turns around with the camera quickly zooming in on his face it then cuts to him and the 7 girls who have now started singing along making the music 7 times better
The song stops and the screen then slowly turns to white.

We then get a view of Hunter from below walking still singing along, the view changes when he exits the ally way and finds himself face to face with a high school at which point the song ends.

I awoke with "come and get you love." stuck in my head as well as feeling like I was having a hangover.
'Not the worst song to have stuck in my head.' he thought

he got up and searched his surroundings
he was in what appeared me a warehouse but it had an Abandoned feel to it. if he listened closely, he could hear... cars?!

'Ok, what the fuck, cars? there's no way- unless... The machine worked, but how? I should be dead.'
Confused and slightly pissed he remembered something, he turned to find a small puddle, wanting to confirm his hopes he looked into only to find his fears confirmed, he was not looking at a 23-year-old man but what looked to be a 13-year-old teenager with a scar on his right eye.

'Well fuck me in the ass, what happened? Why am I 13 now?! WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!'
hunter was panicking, but before he could go into a full-on panic attack, he stopped himself and thought.

'Remember the first rule of survival "don't panic" Ok first order of survival, Recon. I need to find out where the fuck I am and if the others got here too"

He looked around on the floor surrounding him, only to find his helmet, armour and guns scattered around on the floor.

"Well, how the fuck did I miss those?" he asked out loud, slightly disappointed in himself for missing such important equipment.
he gathered his guns and put his helmet back on, with the Hud coming online

hp: 87

armour: 878.

status: need vodka.

blood type: Vodka, wine, beer, rum, soda, o-.

Mental status: On par with Captain Jack Sparrow.

'Well, I need some vodka and I could use a first aid kit but other than that I'm fine now back to recon.'
Hunter started walking keeping alert for any and all sounds.

'Hm, judging by the amount of noise and by the different noises and lighting its night. Perfect.'
Hunter back flips out the door, because why the fuck not? he then paused seeing a city in Infront of him. a city that he had only seen once, Canterlot the one from Equestrian Girls.

'This means that I have one either gone insane which I doubt because my mental levels are on par with Captain Jack Sparrow, two I am dreaming in a coma or three I have been transported to another world.' He thought to himself

"For the sake of my mental state, let's go with number three." He said out loud to himself after a few minutes of thinking

So here we are in front of a city that shouldn't exist, heavily armed and armoured, with no money in a city with no car in a city- "Ok we get it could you please shut the fuck up you deaf shit."
the fuck? um ok skipping forward a bit we now see Hunter running across rooftops before he stops to take a rest.

I stop on a roof top
, siting down to take break, I had been running for 2 and a half hours by now and eve I had my limits, I moved to take off my helmet so I could think, that's When I heard something.
"Leave me alone. "Said a mature female voice.
I stopped looking in the direction of the voice After a few minutes of thinking I started running. I had failed too many as it is I failing another, stranger or not.

Getting closer and closer to the voices I started to be able to make out other voices.

"Come on lady, all we want is a little fun that's all." I heard a gruff male voice say chuckling. ticking me off even more.

As I got to the scene I sighed in relief thanking god that I had gotten there in time.
there were 6 men and 1 woman, the woman wore a business suit with leggings, I couldn't make out any features on any of the men as they were all wearing the same clothing.
'They are probably a part of a gang or some shit.'
The men surrounded her, 3 in front, 3 in back, now you may be wondering (why doesn't she just run to the left or right) well the answer to that is to both of her sides were walls, she was in an alleyway after all meaning she would run into a wall if she tried.
As I was about to jump in I did something that I had never done before.

I quipped.
"You know it's rude to attack a lady"

(pov: 3rd person)
They all looked up to see Hunter standing there looking down at them. They could feel his glare even through his helmet
and they were afraid.

After 15 minutes of glaring one of them finally grew the balls to talk.

"H-how about you say that to our face, T-tough guy"
Ah, so you have chosen death I see?

"fine by me fuck nuts" Hunter insulted trying to piss them off as much as he could so that they would make more mistakes and make his job easier.
He did a front flip off the building he was on doing a spider roll 4 times in the air as a show of skill crashing into the ground as a show of durability creating a small crater in the stone, standing up one of the flipped off one of the men and said.

"Come at me chuckle-nuts." The man let out a cry of anger and fear causing him to charge Hunter with a mix of speed-strength pure stupidity anger and fear yelling out as he ran.

"I'll show you who's a chuckle nut you fucking punk!"
When the man got close enough to the point that his fist was about to connect with Hunters face Hunter grabbed the mans fist stopping the man dead in his tracks and twisting the man's wrist breaking the man's hand. then as a show of strength
He jumped up to the man's head grabbed it and smashed it into the ground killing the man and creating a small bloody crater. The other men stepped back in shock as well fear as Hunter lifted the man's head back up seeing the man's skull had been smashed in, he smashed his head back into the ground and turned to the other men getting ready to beat the ever-loving shit out of these men, putting up his fist and spreading his legs out get a tight grip on the ground with his feet.

"Anyone else want to give it a shot?" Hunter asked smirking under his helmet about to say something that would probably piss them off even more but he didn't care.

"Oh and if you can't tell I'm smirking under this helmet, oh and fuck you" Hunter insulted wanting to piss them off as much as he could. And doing really well at it.

One of the men pulled out a pocket knife pointing it at Hunter making Hunter smirk even more and chuckle a bit.

"I don't know who the fuck you are and at this point, I don't care," the man said ready to try to kill Hunter.
One of the other men stepped up.

"Jack stop, we Don't know what this guy can do, he ain't a cop and he's got armour." the other man said trying to make his comrade stand down. The man now known as "Jack" looked back at him realising his friend may have a point.
As jack was about to back down hunter saw this stepped up saying with a smug tone of voice.

"Yeah, Jack run back home to your mommy I mean your friend has a point after all." This made Jack turn back with anger in his glare, Jack Quickly turned back to his comrade yelling.

"Damn it, Alex, he knows my name now, we Can't let him go or he could tell the cops"
Jack said turning back to Hunter before facepalming.

"And now he knows your name, Fuck" he Looked back at Hunter who was still standing there.

"Ok retard let's do this" Jack said as he ran at Hunter when he got to Hunter he use his knife to stab him in the throat
at least that's what would have happened if Hunter hadn't pulled out his machete cut jacks handoff sending it flying with blood dripping everywhere, Hunter then continued to cut jacks head off causing Jack to fall to the floor dead.

One of the unnamed men quickly yelled "YOU BASTARD!" the men then ran Hunter Only to have Hunter sidestep him and dive his machete through his spinel cord killing him almost instantly.

As Hunter pulled out his machete from the back of the now dead man causing the man's body to drop lifeless to the ground
The man to the left of Alex who was at the right end of the formation pulled out an M9 Beretta shooting Hunter in the right shoulder causing him to spin around and pull out a mini-grenade launcher shooting the man with the gun killing both him and the man beside him and a blaze of "guts and glory" Knocking Alex into the wall beside him. putting the grenade launcher away he walks to Alex and kneeled now to his level.

"Been fun kid had a blast of a fucking time with you guys but now I'm going to walk the little lady so you be a good boy and wait for the police to arrive because Your smart I'll let you live..... For now." Hunter leaned in closer until his head was right in front of Alex's head.

"Here's some advice kid, get a job turn your life around and settle down do that and I'll leave you be. Don't and well..."
Hunter slow pulled out a combat knife and brought it up to Alex's face. bringing up his hand and using it to cover his mouth
As he slowly made a cut on his right eye making sure that the cut would scar and that it wouldn't blind him.
as he did this Alex screamed at the top of his lungs due to the pain but the sound only came out as muffled yells.

"I'll do a lot more than give you a scar." Hunter said darkly as he plugged his combat knife into Alex's right thigh removing his hand so Alex could finally scream Hunter stood up heard police sirens approaching from behind him.

Pov change: Alex
I look back at the sick fuck who had murdered all my friends even if we earned it. now that I thought about it we had done some pretty sick shit child murder, murder, drug, selling drugs, selling drugs to kids, rape, robbery, selling illegal firearms
You name it we've probably done it, it was probably good that this guy stopped no matter. How fuck up he has, he even gave me mercy, Now I knew why he did it and how All there was that one thing.

as the fucked up stranger walked towards the woman we had just tried to rape and rob I ask him one very important thing.

"W-who are you?" I said. the stranger stops walking and turns to me looking over his shoulder.

"Me? some call me a demon, some call me fear itself, some call me Satan, some call me commander but most know me as Hunter My goal is to stop people from suffering anyway I can. whatever it takes." He picks up the woman and grapples away with what appears to be a wrist-mounted Grable gun.

Pov change: Hunter
After my little speech, I pick up the woman who was on the ground in shock and Grable away with my grapple gauntlet.
Going up to the roof I ran for a few blocks jumping onto a street lamp and landing on the street.
I put her down that this point she has got herself together Turning to me she backs away falling on her ass into the street lamps light, now that I got a closer look at her she had pure white skin, and rainbow hair that looked too perfect to be dyed, and purple eyes filled with fear she finally started to talk.

"Stay away from me you... you monster." She said trying to get back onto her feet but falling down on her ass again.
That made me chuckle I walked up to her kneeling down, her eyes turning to pure fear as she remembers what I had done to Alex.
"I'm sorry miss if I frightened you. truly I am sorry." this clearly caught her off guard when her eyes turn from fear to surprise and finally to anger she got up trying to push the sighter man down only to push herself to back to the ground.

"How could you, you kill 5 people give one of them a scar and you're saying sorry?! You're a monster" she sad anger hate and sadness, this made hunter sigh hunter stood up looked at her and spook with sympathy while still maintaining his calm demeanour.

"I didn't do what I did because I wanted to, I did it because I had to, and the fact that they deserved it, they were Murders, rapists, drug dealers, gun dealers, robbers you name it. All of them deserved it except Alex, there is hope for him, I could see it in his eyes, He was probably forced into it, so I gave him a chance, I used fear to set him on the right path, If I hadn't killed them and did what I did to him, just giving them to the police, they ALL would have got the chair, but because of me."

he leaned down to her looking into her eyes.

"One of them will survive, one of them would live, I gave him a chance and he will use it I promise you that, plus there's the fact they attack us both try to rape, rob and quite possibly kill you, and tried to kill me, hell maybe even give my body to their gay friends. so I am sorry, If I had the money I would gladly pay for any therapy that you might need, But I don't, so the most I can do is offer to walk you home if you want."

Hunter said as he put out his hand, the woman thought about it, Normally Hunter wouldn't be able to read minds, but because he was making eye contact he could roughly read what was going through her head. 'this guy just killed 5 people and give one of them a scar, he could be a murder or worse, but it was night and it could get dangerous and if I do go with him I may be able to learn more about him maybe enough to id him and report him.' The woman grabbed Hunters' armoured hand while he on his part pulled her up to her feet. Now that they were standing Hunter could see that she was taller than him by about 1 foot, a fact hunter didn't like, but a fact that he was okay with due to the fact that Hunter was way more intimidating than her by a long shot, as well as the fact he was heavily armed
and armoured.

Getting up to her feet she dusted herself off and nodded.

"Okay but no funny business." She said trying to ack tough, and fail as hunter chuckled saying.

"Trust me, if I wanted to do any "funny business" you would already be dead and I would already be gone." He said in a bit of a dark tone. making her shift in discomfort Probably thinking something along the lines of [FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.] or something. "What are you waiting for lead the way." He said in a friendly tone trying to calm her down a bit. and failing but managing to calm her nervous, They set off in what he assumed to be the direction of her home.
deciding it would be a good idea to try and start some small talk he asked a question that was on his mind.

"So what were you doing out so late." He asked suddenly causing the woman to jump a bit due to being so on edge she looked over with a questioning stare before answering still keeping her pace.

"well, I'm a High school principal. I was working late and just got out of work and because I thought my neighbourhood was safe I never really brother getting a car." She said, He already knew who she was roughly but decided to question her further.

"Really? What high school do you run?" He asked in a calm tone she hesitated to answer but decided it was best that she answered him.

"Canterlot high school, it's small but most of the students are very kind and welcoming, though one of them is getting on my nerves and worrying me." This is what he was after. finding out where he was in the timeline.

"Who could cause so much trouble that it world break your calm demeanour?" He said to the woman keeping his eyes on the path looking for any signs of trouble. 'So far so good.' He thought as the woman turned to answer, only to gasp in surprise and horror.

This caught Hunter off guard for once as he didn't detect any danger worthy of such reaction, He looked at her she had a strangely worried facial expression, He looked around for anyone else until he realise she was looking at him, at this point they had both Slowed down to a halt. She had finally started talking, all though with a shaky worried voice.

"Y-your b-ble." she said it seemed she couldn't quite get out the words she was looking for, Hunter decided to say something.

"What? Is there something in my teeth? my shirt what's wrong?" He said mocking the action of checking his teeth and shirt Until he noticed something.

The gunshot in his right shoulder. 'fuck'. The discovery of the wound caused his brain to stop hiding the pain allowing the pain that he had been holding back to rush in like when you put your foot on a running hose leaving it there for a few minutes then lifting your foot letting the water rush out causing him to feel a huge amount of pain.

He quickly put his hand on the wound the woman finally got ahold of herself and rushed over to the man who was now kneeling.

"You're bleeding." {No shit sherlock.} "We need to get you to a hospital!" He was thankful for her offer but knew he couldn't, but she seemed to be the type of woman who wouldn't take no for an answer, He needed to think of something quick, then he thought of something, It would give him another scar but it was his only chance.

He looked at his armoured left hand it was more of a gauntlet as it reached to his L-bow cap, It had several modes some were still under development but two weren't.

Heat and electricity.

He used heat to heat the pinkie index of his left gauntlet taking it to the bullet wound, the woman looked at him confused until she realise what he was doing and try to stop him.

But it was too late,

His armoured superheated index finger went into the wound.

He started to grunt in pain as the wound began to be melted closed, ensuring that the bleeding stop, but also ensuring that he would get another scar, the woman step back in shock, horror and awe as he used one of the most painful medical techniques known to man on his self without a scream sure he was grunting but he was still human... I think.

When he was finished he took out his finger with a grunt before he turned to her doing some jazz hands.

"Ta-da! see I'm fine. Tis but a flesh wound my good lady." He said falling into an oldish form of speech making her step back in shock. He could read her thoughts. 'He just burned a gunshot closed and he just shrugged it off.' She then started to look angry.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, you got shot and then burn the wound close even though there is a hospital only a few blocks away from here that I would have Glady took you to, How the hell did you only just notice it?" She asked him.

He was fluttered that she was getting mad on his on behave so he thought it only fair to give her a real answer.

"Because I can't risk being identified by the police or any of my enemies if I want to have a social life, plus I used to pain, I have plenty of scars to poof that burns, slices, stabs, Gunshots are nothing new to me but my adrenaline stops me from feeling pain from minor wounds and to me a gunshot is minor. I'm sorry if I worry you." He said the woman was caught off guard by the reasons and answers, She seemed to want to push it but looked to decide against it, standing down but seeming to vow to herself that she would push the subject at a later date. Hunter wanted to change the subject so he figured he would just get her to answer the question that he had to ask her earlier.

"Soooo, what was the name of the student who has supposedly been causing you so much trouble?" He asked hoping to finally get an answer. She turned to him confused before remembering what they were talking about before she noticed his gunshot wound and started making a big deal out of it.

"Her name is sunset shimmer, she came here to Canterlot high a few years ago wanting to enrol in our school, I allowed her But she's become a bully from what I hear but I can't find any poof meaning either someone's lying, she's cover her tracks well enough so that I can't find any poof or everyone's too afraid to speak up, but these last few months she's been getting worse." Hunter was beginning to get worried.

"Then there's the new student mason he's been spending lots of time with sunset and He's been trouble he's been beating up other students, there are even rumours about him having a gun, but there's nothing to confirm them I also think he's in some sort of gang." This caught Hunter's attention as he looked at the woman at full attention.

"How come?" he asked hoping his fears weren't true, even praying to god in his head that his fears wouldn't be true.

"He always has this black leather jacket with a wolf that has a red "X" spray-painted on top of it on,
he never takes it off even during p.e, why are you asking?" She said looking at him while still walking towards her home.

"Because I may know him, though I hope to god I'm wrong." He said with fear in his voice. Fearing for the high school student body's safety.

The woman looked to the man who was now looking down in thought, giving him a questioning look, slightly slowing down.

"Why?" the woman asked confused and starting to worry.

Hunter looked over to her after a few minutes he had almost slowed to a stop. realising this he quickly caught back up looking back to the woman who was looking at him waiting for an answer.

"I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch that, what did you say again?" He asked, the woman looked at him a bit annoyed but decide to repeat what she said.

"I said why do you hope you're wrong?" She asked hoping to finally get a straight answer.

"Well just say you will have a lot of trouble and corpses if I'm right, but in any case, I may be able to help with mason but I'll have to think about it." He said looking at the woman he had a worried expression on her face clearly having shit her pants.

As they walk a ringing sound came to be, the woman reached in her purse and grabbed out a phone, looking at it seeming to recognize the caller ID, she answered the call putting the phone to her ear.

"Hello Luna, ...., I ran into some trouble on the way home, ........ Yes I'm Okay Luna I was lucky there was a person nearby to help me,... I don't know he ran off before I could find out ... I'll be home soon Luna, ... Love you too." She hung up on the caller 'Luna' Hunter looked at her with a questioning look, wondering what that was about, the woman looked over to Hunter as Hunter decided to ask.

"Who was that?" He asked hoping to get an answer as they continued walking.

"That was my younger sister Luna, she was just calling to ask where I was and if I was all right." She answered turning back to the path ahead of them noting that they were almost there. Hunter turned back to the path remembering about his past and his sister.

"You know I used to have a sister too, but she's gone now and there's nothing I can do about it ... At least, not anymore." Hunter said with sadness in his voice as he looked back to that ground. The woman looked back at Hunter with sadness and understanding as Hunter looked back up. With renewed energy, he looked in front of them to see they were approaching a house. Hunter was confused at first as they were now in a more rural area but just shrugged it off to be him losing track of time. (Movie magic or should it be book magic? writers magic? never mind). Hunter turned to the woman and spoke.

"Is that your home?" hunter said looking at the woman who now turned to him.

"Yes, Look I know we got off on the wrong foot but I am thankful that you saved me, despite your methods, and I just realised something, I never got your name," she said slowing down slightly as they approached their destination.
Hunter turned to her, wondering whether or not he should go with his alias or his real name.

"My name is Hunter, and you are?" He asked out of courtesy rather than trying to find out a name as he already knew her name.

She looked at him thinking it was only fair as he had told her his name, at least she thought that was his name.

"My name is Celestia sol, It's nice to meet you... I think," she said giving him a small clearly forced smile.

He turned to her making a very hard choice.

"Well Celestia I may be able to help you out with mason," he said to her making her turn her head back to him. with a confused look plastered on her face.

"How?" She asked in wonder of what he had in mind, which if she was a mind reader she would know that in his mind there was only vodka and vodka vodka vodka vodka vodka weed vodka.

"I know a guy, his name's jack-" before he could finish she interrupted him with a look that said 'Are you fucking crazy.

"No hitmen or assassins." she said looking at him with a disappointed face while he just scoffed to himself.

'Jeez am I just a violent pig to her, Fuck.' he thought looking at Celestia noticing that they were nearing their destination.

"I didn't say hitmen, Fuck he's 13 he can't be an assassin, what I meant is that if you enrol him into your school jack may be able to help. all you have to do is say yes and we can help." he said as she looked at him her eyes begging for more knowledge.

"Who's Jack?" she asked wondering who was this Mystery boy he was talking about was. He chuckled at her question having an idea that could both cost some lives and save some lives.

"Uh uh uh, I'm not telling a STRANGER information about a teenage boy, now if you were, oh I don't know, say his principal, hint hint, nudge nudge, cough cough, wink wink. I would happily give you information if you had a good reason to need said information.

The woman smirked at Hunter, knowing what he was playing at.

"Hmm well you know something, I just remembered that there was an empty spot at Cantorlot high for a student, Maybe jack could attend at the school," she said with a smug smirk that she thought hunter Couldn't see, which he could due to his night vision mode that he had on, Hunter decided to play a joke on her responded with.

"Wipe that smug smirk off your face before I wipe it off for you, though you'd probably like that aye, Cele." said with a
Wide shit-eating smile as he watches her face go from smug to confused now in shock.

"S-shut up asshole," she said with a small blush that hunter either didn't notice, didn't care or didn't understand.

"Ah ah ah, language, what would the kids think if they saw you their principal swearing at a stranger all because of a bit of teasing," he said to her making her look at him annoyed.

"So, we got a deal?" he said as they stop at a rather large building with her turning to him with a smile.

"Yes I believe we do." she said while he put his hand out to shake

she took his and sook noticed how strong his grip was.
"This guy probably built himself well."

"Why thank you I do try." Hunter said slightly bowing.

celestia jumped before looking back at him with a shocked look on her face.

"Did you just read my mind?!" She said still having a shocked look on her face.

Hunter chuckled and turned to her.

"I don't need to be a mind reader to hear you say something you said out loud." He said still chuckling a bit before claiming down.

Celestia started to blush before turning her head away.

"Oh I said that out loud? sorry." she said turning her head back to him

"So when will the next school day be?" Hunter asks needing more information as he looked away from the woman.

"Next Monday I think." she said looking down at her watch.

"And what day is it now?" He asked looking up at the moon

"you don't know? ...it's Friday." she said looking at him with a confused face.

"Okay, plenty of time to get him prepared." Hunter said looking back at her.

"Thank you for that, also what's the exact time, I need to tune my clock to the local time zone, don't wanna him to be late on the first day do we?" he said creaking a small joke at the end chuckling a bit.

She chuckled a bit clearly getting the joke before rebounding.

"It's 12:35 pm." she said as she looked down again at her watch. before her face starts to look a bit sad as if she's remembering something.

While Hunter may have autism he was not blind to emotion as he notices her look.

confused he started paying more attention to her watch and noticed that it'd didn't look like your every day watch

It had a golden rim that just by looking at it he knew was real gold, while most likely not pure gold he had worked with gold enough to know that was not painted and was not just planting.

It had a moon showing on some type of rotating piece that was mostly covered up by the majority of the watch.

it had old roman numbers instead of the standard 12 hour or 24 hour watches.

It was clear that it was old though it was also clear it was taken care of well.

'Maybe a family heirloom or a gift from a loved one or a friend?' Hunter guessed inside his head.

"That watch... where's it from?" Hunter asked curiously as to the origins of the watch that she was wearing.

she looked at him realizing that she had zoned out and decided to answer him.

{start playing here, put on loop until the end}

She looked at her watch then back at him breathing deeply before sighing at looking at him.

"It was a gift from my mother before she died... the last one, in fact, she told me it belonged to my father and his father and his father before him and.... you get the point," she said as she looked back at the watch again while a tear slowly fell down her face.

"So it's an heirloom?" Hunter said with a sad tone, looking at her with understanding.

"Yes, I guess you could call it that, through to me it's much much more," she said looking at Hunter with a sad face.

hunter wanted to know more, even know he knew he shouldn't pry unless he wanted to be the cause of her remembering some less than unwanted memories, but for some reason, he felt like he had to.

"What happened to your parents?" He asked hoping to whatever god was out there that he wouldn't offend her or worse be the cause of her having a mental breakdown.

She looked at him with slightly teary eyes but mainly determined eyes.

"My father was a soldier in the army, one day he was deployed to go to war due to the breakage of the treaty of Waitangi-"

"A few months later when the treaty was reformed and the war ended, we waited for our father to return, only to have a soldier turn up at our door in formal wear." She said while her eyes start to water up, her voice dripping with sadness

"He told us he had died in the battle before the war ended, apparently they were fighting at a dam and a stray antitank round from a rocket launcher hit that dam causing a massive amount of damage, but because everyone was busy fighting, only my father and an enemy private noticed it but it was too late to save the dam, but they were able to alert both sides via the dams built in announcement system, and they were managed to alert both side's and most of the troops were able to clear out before the dam broke down, but some weren't able to get clear in time..." she paused tears starting to run down her cheeks as her legs began to shake ready to fail at any second, Hunter noticed this and quickly caught her, laying her against the wall of her home.
Hunter thought it best to finish the sentence for her.

"And your father was among the unluck to get clear?" he said, making it sound as if it was a question, but it wasn't, he already knew the answer.

"Y-yes he was, he sacrificed himself to save the young private, in fact, the private not only attended my father's funeral but also was the same soldier that came and told us, to this day he supports us financially as he was rich, the only reason he was in the army was that he was following a family tradition as his father and his father's father were in the army for 4 years exactly," she said slowly regaining her self and her strength looking up at the armoured man.

"What was the privates' name?" Hunter asked having a feeling he knew who it was.

"His name is Fancy pants." she said as Hunter helped her back up to her feet.
'In most fan fiction that guy seems to be good, I should look into him' Hunter thinks to himself

"And your mother?" He asked wanting to know more as he stepped back from the taller woman.

"When our father died she started drinking, eventually she shot her liver and died of a heart attack in her early 40s, lucky it was in her sleep so it's shouldn't have been too painful." she said with a sad look on her face.

When Hunter heard this he thought back to his childhood, the one that was taken away from him so early on in his life,
He knew he had to cheer he up, somehow.

"you know I lost my mother too." he said as he was looking off to the side allowing the moonlight to grace his eyes through the red lenses.

she looked at him with shock, mouth wide open, not knowing what to say.

"When I was ten I went on a vacation to London for six weeks, it was fun, the last time I could truly have fun as a child or at all," Hunter sighed

"officially lightning hit the plane, or so I've heard but that isn't the case as you probably guessed but here's what really caused the plane to crash," Hunter said, slightly raising his voice

" it was fucking terrorists." Celestia gasped as he said it with pure anger in his voice, true unmistakable pure anger and fury, with eyes that could make the most terrifying dragon cower in fear. what was he angry at? who truly knows, maybe he's angry with the cards he was dealt, maybe he was angry at life, maybe he was angry with the terrorists that ruined his life and indirectly killed his mother, maybe he was angry with the man who tried to be a hero and only ended up getting everyone killed, maybe he was angry that he had been sober then he had been in his life, or maybe, just maybe is he angry with himself, but only time will tell,

pov:?????

location: ??????

time: penis

(OI TIME TELL ME WHY HE IS ANGY I WANNA KNOW)

[I would but I can't]

(WELL WHY THE FUCK NOT?)

[because god aka the author aka our FATHER has strictly Told me not to]

(OH WELL THAT MAKES A HOL LOTA A FUCKING SENSE)

(.............)

[.............]

(WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU LOOKING AT YA GOCK SUCKING PIECE OF SHIET)

[wait? that's it, no ifs buts or maybes?]

(YEAH PRETTY MUCH YEAH)

[neat]

AY WHY IN ALL OF MY NAME ARE YOU TWO FUCKERS SLACKING OFF WELL NOT YOU STEVE YOU'RE DOING YOUR JOB AND MANAGING TIME WELL BUT YOU COCK FACE MCGEE GET BACK TO FUCKING WORK

Her eyes widened at what he had said.

"the terrorists held everyone up, it was going good, well, as good as a plane hijacking can go, until one fuck wit thought he could play the "hero" and rushed one of the terrorists, while he did take him down he also caused one of the terrorist grenades to go off heavily damaging the plane causing it to crash next thing I knew I woke up, I was next to my mum's cold lifeless body, I think she carried me to shore, saving my life and ending hers," he said with sadness, sighing heavily

Celestia's eyes filled with understanding and sadness for her saviour, knowing how it felt to see a mother die.
she wanted to hug him but thought it was inappropriate due to the fact they had just met and she barely knew him...or her?

"Well anyway enough about me, this where you live?" he said as she recovered 'if she needs to recover from the short rough story, there's no way in hell she'll be able to handle the full story.

"Uh y yeah this is the place oh do you want to come in and meet my sister?" she asked with a hoping face that nobody could resist.

Luckily Hunter is NOT a nobody, he is a sigma male and a chad

"Fuck no, no offence but I like keeping to myself, in fact, this is the most I've talked in over 10 years or so I'm going to have to say no bitch."

"O-oh ok." she said looking quite shocked

"aight imma head out." he said before he turned away from her and started walking off.

"Wait!" he heard a voice call out to him making him slightly turn his body to look at her.

"the fuck you want bitch." he said like a sigma male.

"How will I find you?" she said as her hand was slightly reaching out for him with one leg out on the road in front of her.

"you won't I'll find you." He said as he threw a smoke grenade at his feet sneaking away like a ninja

we zoom in on a manhole in the middle of the city

entering the manhole we find ourselves in the sewers, going further we travel to a more rotted area of the sewer clear being maintained poorly, going from there we move to a door passing through it and going to a man sitting in an office chair, the man looks at a screen showing what seems to be a news report,

He's here.

we see Hunter looking over the city on a skyscraper, with is long coat floating in the wind and his helmet off looking over files that he got via a binary computer that he had broke into from his wrist-mounted computer, which he has taken to calling it the pit boy 100000,

"Lot of case files about fancy pants, guy isn't as clean as I thought," I thought to my self as I found my self
switching to a crime rate report.

"Christ on a riset that's a lot of crime, I'm going to need to clean this place up before I can even think about leaving," I said out loud to my self before turning the computer off so I could think.

"Why am I here, how did I get here? did any others make it through, am I all that's left?" I said think to my self recalling what had happened, but the only thing that was running in my mind was

"Why?" So simple a question yet so complex in nature, a question that many people had tried to answer, and a quest that many people have also not answered, to be honest, not once have I reflected on what happened, I've always been on the move, fighting, killing, sleeping, eating, working, that's all I thought about, but what can I fight? criminals maybe, what can I kill? not many things, where will I sleep, maybe that ware house I woke up in,

where can I work, I'm pretty sure this body is too young for me to get a part-time job, shit speaking of job I need ID, good ID Don't know how long I'll be here for, might be permanent so I'll need to find a way into the black market, In the span of two days, this is going to be a pain my ass, what will I even eat? I mean water is easy to sort out but food? fishing maybe,

but then I'll need a fishing rod and bait if I want a reliable source of food, can't use credits since I know for a fact they have no value, so I may as well just save some of them and use the rest for repairs on my armour, I do have enough MRE's to last me a month and a half if I stretch them out and ration them properly but even then I can't work so I can't get money easily or at least legally

'Not going to go beat the shit to of hobos for the little money they have, can't go rob a bank, that'll draw too much attention and the money in there could be traceable, so crime is pretty much out of the option for me it seems, criminals, I could beat the shit out of them and steal their money, while leaving them alive and reporting them to the police, speaking of police, I'll need to get myself a new sim card for my coms and a phone that I can use while undercover and in public, can't make a call to the police with a phone that doesn't work,'

'So right now the biggest problem I have is ID, no ID means there's no hope that I'll get a job, and if the police find me with no ID I'm in trouble.' I thought to myself trying to think of an answer to my problem.

As I was thinking I heard the noise of what sounded Like a struggle from far below him with sounds of yelling being heard faintly

I quickly put my helmet back on and look towards where the sound was coming from using my helmets heat vision I found where it was and jumped swearing to god I heard an Eagle noise,

Going into free fall I direct myself towards the fight, I fall towards the scene noticing a man with blue hair and blue facial hair,

"Six men, one hostage, No guns, this is going to be a piece of cake' I thought smirking under my helmet as I head towards one of the men, fully intending to grind his face to atoms.

Pov: fancy pants

Time: 12:37 pm

Location: somewhere near in the heart of Cantorlot city

I was making my way back home by foot as my car had broken down and left me without transport of any kind, it's getting dark
'Damn machine, despite it being in my family for years it's too unreliable for me to use anymore, I either have to upgrade that damn old thing or I need to find a replacement Sigh I raised my wrist to my face, squinting I have to stop under a street lamp in order to use it's light to my advantage,

'12 A-CLOCK ALREADY?! I was sure I left the office at 10:37, did my receptionist forget to fix that damn cloak in my office?'
My receptionist was a kind woman named cream heart, but she was a clumsy and sometimes absent-minded woman, she tried her best and had her moments but she still made many mistakes, it wouldn't be the first time something like this has happened

"And it most likely won't be the last" I sigh heavily before making to continue, just as I take a few steps forward I'm dragged into an ally way, I struggle while getting beaten from all angles, taking blows to my back and head and more than a few to my face until finally, using my training, I break free of my attacker, I attempt to make a break for it but I'm quickly pulled back and thrown into the wall of the ally way I was in knocking down a few trash cans in the process, I try to get up but I'm quickly sit down, after they sit me down they slam the back of my head into the concrete wall behind me that makes of the end of the ally way,

I look at my attackers noticing that they all had black hockey masks on either that or they were all just very black, at that point I had taken quite a good sum of blows to the old noggin couple that with the fact that I there was practically no light,
one of my attackers started speaking in a rough voice while cracking his knuckles.

"Alright, buddy just give us all of your...fuck" he said before taking a step back with his hands undocked and pulling away from him.

The men around him started to look at him in confusion before one of the bulkier ones spoke up

"Uhhhh boss, is something wrong." The man said with confusion laced in his force before getting receiving a right hook to the face, while, judging by how big he was, the punch wouldn't have done much, but most likely due to who it was from and where it came from it, the man was thrown to the hard concrete floor. the bulker one looked back up to his boss in what seemed to be confusion before saying.

"BOSS, what the fuck was that for." He said in anger as he got up and walked toward the man who was now holding on to his fist.

'Did he just break his fist on their head, either he has weak bones or the man he punched was tough as steel' I thought looking back at them, in the time that I was thinking the bulky one had grabbed the boss by the shirt collar and had lifted him up into the air.

"Why in the fuck did you punch me?" He said with anger leaking out of his voice, as well as a hint of arousal.

"Do you not know we just fucked with? That's fancy pants, CEO of fancy enterprise and highly respected crime lord" the boss said with anger mixed with fear in his voice.

As soon as he realised this the bulker one dropped the boss on the floor before looking back at me and then turning back to the boss now hyperventilating.

"Shit you're right, what in the hell are we going to do?!" He said panicking ass the others around them got worried as well.
Before the boss began to speak.

"Okay, Here is the plan, we whack this guy, take his cash, split it between ourselves, split up and lay low while the heat dies down, before regrouping and skipping town, alright? alright" the boss said as all six of them agreed by nodding their heads

they all turn to me before slowly approaching me, I tried to get up but found myself unable to.

As I looked up at them, unable to defend myself, seeing my life flash before my eyes,

whooooooooooosh

then I heard the strangest of sounds coming from above, and at that moment I swore I heard some type of music starting

and as one of the thugs turn their head to see what it was,

All hell broke losse

pov: third person

time: ass-kicking

As Hunter dived towards the thugs one of them turned their head, Hunter smirked as he reached out and as he into said thug he grabbed the thug's head causing it to crash into the ground as Hunter and the man slid the man's face was ground to shreds leaving a trail of blood, and as they stop Hunter flipped over grabbed the mans head and threw him over his shoulders.
this is what Hunter did also, RIP thugs face:

Hunter then turned around shrugging his shoulders and cracking his neck before cracking both of his knuckles before saying with a voice changer

"Who's next? Said Hunter as the other thugs looked at him with shock unable to move as hunter slowly began walking towards them,

The big thug or bulk , we are going to call him, shook his head shaking self out of whatever trance the had over come him and the others as he began speak.

"you are DEAD!" bulk said charging at the smaller armoured man, voice dripping with blood lust and hate,

As he raised his fist charging it up he finally reached Hunter before throwing his punch with more speed than most would think possible for a man his size.

Bulk smirked, knowing that this punch would end the man who had dared to distract them and kill his friend or at least knock him out, that's what he thought before he felt his fist come to a sudden stop, he looked on in awe and horror as the smaller and thought to be a weaker man had easily watched his punch with what seemed to be little to no effort, bulk tried with all his might to pull his hand away, but to only harm himself, then the armoured man said something that would forever haunt him for the rest of his life.

"No, you" Hunter said before kicking out bulks left Neko Neko knee cap causing his leg to bend inward, using his grip on bulk hand he started to throw bulk over his shoulder, mid-air Hunter gave one might punch to bulks gut to give him more support, he then fully threw bulk over his shoulder making him go flying onto the sidewalk, and unknown to Hunter who thought he was dead, Knocked him out.

Hunter then felt a force hit him hard from behind sending him to the floor

'two down, three to go' Hunter thought to him.

He rolled to the right narrowly avoiding a stomp to the head, quickly jumping up Hunter tackled the man into a wall before giving him the beat down of a lifetime, throwing punch after punch that superhuman speeds hit him in the space just below the armpits, hitting him in the ribs and gut and pretty much just trying to do as much damage as possible in a short period of time before finally finish him off by breaking his neck bone with a punch.

(He did the beatdown from the batman Arkham games)

A thug looked around for an escape before spotting a gun sticking out of a nearby trash can, smirking he pick up the gun, made sure it was loaded and aimed it at the armoured man

As Hunter went to turn around he heard a loud "bang!" before his shoulder is thrown into the wall.

Looking behind him he sees a thug with a gun before turning towards the thug and saying.

"You shouldn't have done that, big mistake' He said making his way to the thug.

the thug was terrified, as he kept on firing into the chest of the man, but no matter where he hit it would only slow him down a bit, after five shots the gun started to make a click-click sound whenever he tried to fire the gun, He was out of ammo and time ass Hunter armoured fist came hurling into the thugs masked face he knew by the blood now dripping out of his mask that he had fuck the thug up.

He grabbed the thug by the neck and continued to beat on his face before feeling a sharp pain in his side,

Hunter looked to the right and down, and saw that the boss had plunged a knife into him, the boss was about to stab him again before hunter grabbed the knife just before it entered, the boss hammered down on the knife with his other hand and slowly but surely it sank into Hunters skin causing large amounts of pain to surge through Hunter, Hunter fought back by punching the boss in the face sending him stumbling back before taking the knife out of his side and using said knife to stab the thug that he was pinning to a wall in the head killing him almost instantly.

Hunter turned to the boss who was on the ground trying to crawl backwards away from Hunter before his back hit a wall,
Hunter turned to him and started to make his way to the boss slowly, the boss began begging.

"P-please I'll do anything! just please don't kill me!" he said begging for mercy, but Hunter had other thoughts

"How many?" Hunter said with an angry tone confusing the boss as he looked at Hunter unable to figure out what Hunter meant.

"W-what do you-?" he said before Hunter cut him off

"HOW MANY PEOPLE SAID THE SOMETHING, you murdered them, let me guess, too many to count, you don't care for anyone but you're self, and when shit hits the fan, you beg for mercy just like how your victim did, and you can do it perfectly because you have HEARD it soo many times from your victims it's become second nature to beg" Hunter said as he pulled out his Glock 17 aiming it at his head.

"No wai- *BANG*" were the last words that ever came out of the man's mouth be forth he was shot in the head,

"You don't deserve mercy" Hunter said as he reholstered the gun turning to the man he had just saved.

Pov: Hunter

time: after the fight

Location: in an ally way somewhere near the heart of cantorlot

I stood there thinking of what to do, there before me was, who I assumed to be, fancy pants.

he stood up and made his way limping over to me, before reaching me he tripped and almost falling face first into the ground until I watched him, putting his arm around my shoulder I took off my helmet and placed it on my hip before walking to the other side of the ally, before exiting I noticed something, two things, in fact, one there was a security camera recording the whole fight, and two the gun the thug shot me with looked oddly...familiar, I put fancy pants down, noting he was fading in and out of the waking world.

'That is not good, he has for sure, seen better days.' I thought to myself walking to towards the firearm laying discarded on the ground.

Kneeling down to the gun I realised something shocking, something that shook me to the core.

"I can't see shit." I muttered to myself, It was too dark for me to see the gun so there was no point in kneeling down.

As I was going to stand up and leave I froze, it felt like... something was calling to me, like an old friend begging me to come to them, I looked to the left and to the right seeing nobody, for reasons unknown I turned around and started scanning the wall, before looking down, I kneeled back down and picked up the gun before pocketing it into my duster coat, before turning back to fancy pants.

'No point in leaving a chance for this gun to get back onto the streets.' I thought to myself, slightly confused by my own actions.

Looking at fancy pants I could see he was regaining awareness as he try to stand, failing, he settled on leaning against the wall behind him, looking at me with fear and curiosity in his eyes, He looked at me and finally spoke.

"W-who are you?" He asked me, I chuckled slightly to myself before thinking,

'Friend, I've been trying to find that out myself for ten damn years, with no luck' I thought to myself chuckling a bit more,
before finally speaking myself.

"A friend, and right now who I am is the least of your concerns, your hurt, and took way too many hits to the head, the ambulance won't make it in time to stop any permanent damage, so let me make a proposition to you, I can treat you using some of my best field medical supplies, and escort you back home, but I need something in return." I said, forming a little plan in my head that could solve all my problems.

Fancy pants let out a light chuckle before replying with:

"And here I thought you were a true gentleman, all you thugs are the same, always expecting something in return, but, I can see your logic so what do you want, money?" he said, replying to him, I gave a simple shake of my head signalling to him 'no' "women?" he said, with my new body came new hormones that, due to my teenage life being so fucked that I didn't get the chance to experience them, in other words, I was horny, but not so horny that I needed to do it with some chick that was paid to do it, so I replied yet with a simple No relayed through a shake of my head. "booze?"...maybe, I stood in Silence,

Luckily he took my Silence as a no.
"guns?" tempting, but I'm going to have to pass, "cars?" Hmmmmm Nah, I shook my head again.

"Then what the hell do you want?!" he said with anger and confusion in his voice, clearly confused as to what I wanted.

"We can go through the details after we get you back home, speaking of which, you may need to guide me." I said to him, He sighed before looking at me, saying as he was standing himself up.

"You better not make me regret this." He said, before slipping up and falling forward.

Before he could hit the ground I jumped into action, dashing forward and catching him before he could hit the ground.

"Woah easy there buddy, don't try to move," I said, it was worse than I thought, he needed a stimpack,

I pulled out a super stimpack, which I had made to look like the super stimpack from the fallout games

I then grabbed his wrist and pulled his sleeve up, he yanked his arm away before I could apply the stimpack.

"And just what in the heel are you doing?" He asked me, anger and distrust in his voice while looking at me.
I sighed and showed him the super stimpack.

"This is a super stimpack, you're wounded and need healing, this will put you into a stable, yet tried, condition." I told him, He looked worried but gave in as he gave me his arm,

taking his arm into my hand I applied the stimpack,

"Now, this is going to sting for a second and then it'll feel like you just took an adrenaline shot." I said to him telling him what will happen thus preparing him, He looked at me and nodded before I activated the stimpack.

"Agh" He groaned in pain as the stim pack did its job, his body went rigged like a man being tased before he let out a breath of air before slouching down. I smirked, thinking of a smartass comment

"There we go, wasn't so bad, was it now, and to think all you had to do was take your meds" I joked, trying to lighten the mood as he chuckled.

"Ha, F-fack you man" He said in a drunken slurry, I started to become confused

'how the fuck did he become drunk, Motherfucker sounds like he drank my daily brew.' thought to myself, making a note to myself to look into what happened. and to recreate my daily brew

I pulled his arm over my shoulder, wondering how the hell am I going to find his home, when I had an idea.

I reached into his pocket and pulled out a cellphone, before turning it on,

'luckily this guy doesn't have a password" I thought to myself as I turn on his data and went to google, look up, where does fancy pants live? I got the location and started my journey toward his house.

2 Hours later

As we arrive at the mansion I walk up to the front door, I knock on the door, before noticing a doorbell, face-palming myself I push the bell.

As I wait I begin to feel dizzy, I take my helmet before putting it back on, looking at the stats I froze.

HP: 19

Armour: 145

Shields: 1000

A notification popped up:
seek medical attention
I started to panic, feeling unsafe I pull out a gun, any gun, It was a mistake,

There in my hands was the gun I took from the thug, now bathed in the light, it was mine, the first gun I ever used,

A memory started to resurface, flashes of violence and combat, me holding the gun in my hands shooting Monsters, zombies, wolfs, and other humans, then the flashes started to turn into my young hands, holding the gun, bringing the gun up to my head, the flashes switched between my young hands and my current hands, I brought the gun up to my head, my heart rate and breath started to increase rapidly, between the blood loss, the days without sleep, blows to the head, all of it came crashing down, as soon as I pulled the trigger.

Black, that's all I see in my mind, until my voice breaks through

"War, war never changes, but people do, we all are busy trying to stop war, we can stop what causes war if we can make people change, but we refused to, the few of us that know this, are too scared to, everyone's afraid of something, there is no such thing called fearless, it could be, Hights, it could be losing their family, it could be spiders, you never know, and that's okay, it's okay to be afraid, what's not okay is letting that fear hold you back, life is too short to waste being afraid in a corner, live your dream, don't be afraid, so while war never changes, People do" I heard my self say, floating in the void Until I start to fly at breakneck speed until I reach a building, a tower, I fly towards one of the windows of the tower before I see my 12-year-old self sitting at a table with a Military combat knife.

I float into him, myself? me? whatever, I look down, my sleeve is rolled up, I take the combat knife as I move the knife towards my forearm before I start slicing my forearm, over and over and over again, as I start on the other arm, rolling up my sleeve, switch the knife to my other hand, as I start cutting the door opens and a girl walks in before screaming.

(stop the music that was playing and play this, you may need to put on loop)
"What the fuck are you doing?!" She said as she walked toward me, grabbing the knife off me before throwing it away to the ground
I reply
"training" I say coldly as I stand up and walk towards the now disregarded knife on the wooden floor
Before I could pick it up she gets into the way, pushing me back slightly, she spoke before I could.

"No you're not, you're hurting your self, this is about mom isn't it, it's not you're fault, It wasn't your Dra-" I cut her off before she could finish.

"Don't you think I know that, I do, this isn't about mom, it's about you, she made me promise to protect you and I'll be damn if I fail." I said as the screen cuts to Me standing over a dead body before it cut back to the tower the two fighting,

"When? When did mom make a promise to protect me! she died before we got to shore we remember?" She said in anger

"She didn't die!" I said in anger, the room went silent.

"W-what do you mean by, she didn't die, M-moms alive?" she said in confusion as her eyes started to water. as she took a step back

"No, she, she's dead, she used the last of her energy to get us to shore, I woke up one minute after, I ran as I could to her, she died in my arms, sis, I couldn't save her, she made me promise to protect you," I said as I sit back down as I place my head into my head, I began sobbing, regret overflowed into me, "I'm sorry I'm so so sorry" I remembered this day, it was one of my worse.

I feel arms wrap around me as I heard her sniffing from crying,

"I-it's okay, I understand, but there's nothing to worry to about, you will always save me" she said before t
we cut back to the room, it's dark as I look down at a woman's dead body, it was hers.

Why did you fail me? why did you let me die?

WHY DID YOU LET ME DIE!

The guilt the regret the sadness the anger, it all came crashing back

and it was too much, so I screamed

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO as I screamed I woke up, with the scream carrying on, as my eye flew open, with the camera quickly zooming out as it zoomed in, on a red moon.

Author's Note

Slight changes to the story,

Hunter is 6 foot

note: Hey everyone, this is my second story, the other one I deleted but anyway I hope you enjoy it, I have the next couple of chapters planned out so no chapter ideas but feel free to post small ideas like what can be said, music, things like that,

fun facts: there is a grappling hook in Hunter's right gauntlet, and a portable computer in his left one,

flops, Done! it took me at least 2 months to finish this, with sleepless nights, I hope you all enjoy

notice

Hello, names engineer, I'm here to inform the few reading this that I am cancelling this story, but don't worry, I plan to reboot it and make it much better. the reason I'm doing this is that the ratings are just shooting down my motivation and I don't have much, but Hunter will return, this is not a promise, but a fact, also, if anyone would like to help me in the writing of this story, like ideas, and editing and stuff, please feel free to DM me. goodbye and have a lovely day or night

Author's Note

hope to see you all soon in the future