Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Wonderland ❯ Hunt Night ( Chapter 9 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Chapter Nine: Hunt Night:
The hunters could smell her just outside the city. Six
months, and now they had a break. A
teenage hunter turned to his father.
“Is it time?” he asked. His father listened to the
sky.
“Yes,” he answered. “I can feel traces of
her.” He turned to his son. “Go alarm the
camp.”
“Yes, father,” the boy said. He dashed towards the
tents. He picked up a big soup spoon and beat it against the big
pot.
“Get up!” the boy yelled. “We found her! We found
her!” Heads poked out from their tents half-asleep.
“Is it true?” an old hunter with glasses asked.
“Yes!” the boy exclaimed. “Everyone, gather
`round for a strategy meeting!” The hunters dragged their
tired feet to the campfire. The leader in camo stepped forward.
“Alright, men!” he addressed his team. “We start
our attack today!” Whispers ripped through the men at the
fire. The old man with glasses raised his hand.
“You sure this time?” he asked. The leader pushed up
his own brown framed glasses.
“Yes,” he answered.
“So, what do we do now?” a hunter with red hair asked.
The leader grabbed his gun.
“We storm the gate at 0300 hours!” he answered. He
looked among his fellow hunters.
“Hiroji,” he commanded. “You and Takeru here will
hack in and let us through.” The leader patted his son on the
shoulder as he spoke. Takeru winced at how this would play out.
Please don't make me do this again, he pleaded in his head.
His father shot him an icy glance. “Is there a
problem?” his gaze asked. Takeru looked down at his feet. A
boy with dyed blonde hair in the crowd stood up.
“Yes sir!” he said aloud. The leader looked down at his
son. Takeru pressed his lips together.
“Yes, sir,” he mumbled.
“Good!” his father shouted. “Once you are in,
search the whole city for other entrances!”
“Yes!” the boys answered.
“Yes!” the boys answered.
“Hiroji,” the leader ordered. “Fire off the
signal! We will storm the city from all angles.”
“Yes, sir!”
The leader handed his son a mini radio. “Use this to report
your findings,” he said.
“Yes sir,” the black-haired boy said with a salute. The
leader shifted his focus to the other hunters.
“Meh, brace yourself!” he ordered. “We will catch
her this time!” As the men cheered, water sprites watched
them from above.
“Oh no, they're at it again!” they sang. “We
can't have that! No, no! We must tell Bunny-tan straight
away!” The sprites vanished within the early morning darkness
to sound the alarm.