Hitodrago

The Hunter and the Hunted By hitodrago Year 2525, Month 3, Day 28 Hunter My name is Hunter. Nothing more, nothing less. I was once a team member of the Kimouiki, a biotechnological vessel, assigned to explore the far corners of our galaxy. Our sole purpose was to research on species. I was one of three human beings on that vessel with eight alien companions. One of two females aboard. But due to a tragedy, I lost my party, my only family, my friends, my life and my honor. I lost everything because of the creature that embarked on our vessel, the Fertlber. I was the only survivor, along with my creature friend, Yadora. Or what was left o

Jeremy Oaks, better known as the Scavenger, was a thief by trade and a very good one.  He worked mostly on cases that paid big and had clients that would be willing to refer him to others.  Jeremy was no small time criminal and was always paid well for any job he dis.  If a wealthy collector hired him to get a piece for them he would do it, for a price.  Jeremy Oaks would steal just about anything for a price.  However he found out that sometimes a job meant he had to pay the price. ***** Jeremy stared at himself in the mirror and wondered for the again why he had taken the job.  He usually specialized in art, why suddenly science? Because

-PREFACE- I officially hate science, I thought to myself, feeling suddenly tight in my newest pair of jeans. The tv flickered shyly against the wall, dim and hardly trying to enlighten the room. I leaned back in a shattered attempt of comfort, feeling as though my belly was swelling. “Got-damn.” I muttered, angered by my stomach’s swollen form. I rubbed my belly in vain, wishing that a needle or sharp object would resolve this problem. In utter defeat, I release the clasp on my jeans and again feel my belly expand outwards a bit. I lean back again, ignoring the utter darkness of the night. “What are you doing?” Sh