História Becoming The Hunter - The First Hunt

Today was the day. I woke up from my sleep with a strange dream. One if my mother...one if the many I had of her. From what I remembere she was beautiful. Long blonde hair and green eyes with a soft and gentle complexion. She tried her best to take care of me but she just couldn't keep fighting. I hate I lost her but its a memory only I can dream about now. Enough of that though I had to prepare myself,tonight I hunted alone. I stood in the mirror and stared. Short blonde hair with a spike in the front. It wasn't "professional" I was told over and over but I didn't care. Short hair was the way of the order for the males. It was a sign of discipline. Hazel eyes that were deep and hollow. Ever since 14 I started growing light side burns and was made fun of. Now it seemed complete with my slow growing goatee. My mustache never connected with it though and that irritated me. 5'10 of stocky build with scares of carelessness. Many were my fault but I thought it added to the whole hunter thing. I quickly found my clothes. Black pants that were tight but stretched with suspenders hanging down the sides for fashion. Again not professional but I still didn't care. I put on a shirt of chain mail. I learned from too many close calls that it was important for protection underneath. A white long sleeved collar shirt with sleeves rolled up and a vest was my usual dress. If tonight went well I'd receive the Hunter's Coat. A sign of power and strength. All hunters that survived their first hunt alone got one. And I was determined to get mine. A knock at my door came and I opened the door. "Still slow to get dressed,hurry the elders want to speak to you" came from a low voice I knew well. My personal Watched Admis stood at the door. Tall and well trained from years of hunting, he was the father I never had. He took me in when I first came here and ever since he taught me all his tricks and tips. We butted heads countless times but we always were a team. Now I was alone. "Sorry gramps just nervous" I responded looking at his eyes. White hair with pale skin and blue eyes. I knew what was hidden in this eyes more than anybody alive. We both knew each other. Teacher and student looked at each other. "One on then its time" he said as he walked down the hall. I followed anxiously and passed the other doors into he dorm. All hunters lived here and it was where I spent all my childhood. We headed into the cathedral like building where the elders were. I always dreaded coming here mainly because I was in trouble. Admis always got me out of it though. He said it was my "youth". Standing there waiting were 2 elders. Elders Maxis and Pryer both waited. " Cole you know what tonight is and what it means. Ever since you could hold a weapon you were with Admis but tonight you go alone to prove yourself" explained Pryer. Maxis never talked unless it was of the most importance. "Your going to the hollows to find and kill a Blood Vile." 2 very big things were bad about that statement. 1 the hollows were dangerous and we were to never go alone. 2 the Blood Vile. The scourge of hell itself. 10 ft tall with teeth like razors and horsn like the devil himself. Right away Admis blared out "Your sending him to the hollows!? This is his first night alone and tour sending him to where so many hunters got themselves killed!" Admis never doubted my skills, he always knew what I could and couldn't handle. "He must prove his worth Admis he isn't a child" Pryer retorted. "He will find the target and kill it, and if he is successful and comes back alive he will receive the coat". I nodded and accepted the contract with anxiety and fear. We both walked out Admis and I and he said " Go ahead nobody is around." Instantly I threw up. I was terrified with the contract. I was a squire not ready for this. There were different ranks through the order. Elder,Paladin,Knight, and Squire. This was at the least a Knight contract. "Listen, don't be careless you know the weaknesses and kill points, I know you can do this" Admis said as he stared at the sky. "Go to the armory and prepare yourself, I'm going to the chapel to say a prayer." I'd need a lot more than a single prayer for this job. I walked into the armory and saw best friend Chase. "Dude your gonna get roasted" he said laughing. "Fuck you dude I don't wanna die my first hunt alone". We grew up here abandoned at birth and always pushing each other. Brown hair and a slender frame with brown eyes was Chase. We laughed and I went straight to the weapons. "Pack heavy" he smirked. I looked at the walls and walls of weapons and chose my personal favorites. I grabbed the bone cleaver, a saw with an elongated handle. Staring at the teeth and seeing the sharp edges. Second was a double action revolver. I grabbed a belt with bullets and strapped it on. Lastly a pack of throwing knives for on my leg. I saw 3 elixirs and put then in my bag. I don't now how they made these but they were a special potion that gave strength and healing when drank. "Hang on I got something special" Chase said with a grin. He handed me a Molotov cocktail. "Your gonna get in so much trouble if they catch you making these again" I responded and he just laughed. I walked out of the amrory and went to my room and waited for night. That's when the hunt began.