Just finished dropping off pics at the Objection! Magazine office. Noel told me about some weird group that appeared on Facebook and that has been passing out fliers through out DC, apparently it is called “Followers of the Hunt.” Not much is posted about the leader other then it is some female who wears camo… If it is the bitch that has been intruding on my hunts… well she might just finally get the attention that she wants. They meet monthly on the full moon at Rock Creek Park. Which is nice since the full moon is tonight.
Well i have been circling the park for the last 3 hours and it is almost 2200, I have not seen any gatherings.
“You! Are you here to hear the words of the Huntress?” yells a dude wearing full camo, carrying a dead rabbit. “If so you need to bring an offering, the meeting starts at 2300 on trail 5 marker 14. If not get lost this is the Night of Hunts and outsiders are not welcome.”
Glaring, “You follow a female and call yourself a hunter? Pathetic!” Then Zeno disappears into the forest. and follows the enraged hunter stealthily.
Once I got to the meeting spot following the clueless hunter, I saw at least 20 people there and a pile of “offerings” on the side of the path. I also noticed police hiding on the outskirts of the meeting. Then She appeared, the bitch… The only reason she lived to speak was that I did not have my bow and the officers surrounding the area.
“Hunters… Welcome!” Alva yelled. “Tonight is a blessed night. For we are in the presence of the Hunt Master!” Stealthily looking in my direction.
Pure rage erupted from me and all of the Predators in DC roared for a Hunt was about to begin. Everyone in the forest felt the eyes of a predator. The cops fled as they are not true hunters this night.
Zeno then walks out of the forest though only Alva sees him through the bloodlust the oozes from him. “So, you still make your self a nuance, woman! Fine, I will acknowledge your right as a hunter if you can survive the night as prey, and you can keep this cult. Otherwise I will finally be rid of your impetus nature.”
Fear began radiating from Alva as she turned and ran. Only then did the other hunters start feeling the Hunt in them and they chased her.
Two days later Zeno returned to his cave. To his surprise a Alva was there highly injured, but alive.
“You survived… I will permit you one night in my cave to recover, and you may keep your fools group, but don’t get any ideas you must earn more nights in the cave and if your cult caused me problems” turning and death glaring Alva, “I will be the one to Hunt you, not a group of armatures and house pets.” Then Zeno gets his bow from his cave and goes on his own hunt.