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The Hunter and The Lycan

Drake shrugged to that, "I don't know but I just can." He sighed to that, he sat back on his knees. "No matter the cost hunters had vowed to protect any species no matter what would happen. Just saying now we're getting a lot more vamp activity than we've had through these years."

The Hunter and The Lycan

"I was outnumbered damn it what was I supposed to do." He worked on the wound, finally stitching it up the best he could, he shook his head to that. "Just make sure to take it easy for awhile." He sighed once he got done, he put the first aid kit back into his back pocket. "Saying this now don't blame the hunters for what we did, blame the pack next door to yours they didn't give us the description."

The Hunter and The Lycan

Drake saw this, he sighed. No matter how much she wanted to kill him, he couldn't leave her to bleed out. He grabbed the first aid kit he kept in his back pocket. As gently as he could, rolled her over onto her side. Then he went to work on the wound, he shook his head keeping his hands steady. As he worked on the wound, "you know you were an idiot for ignoring the wound."

The Hunter and The Lycan

Drake stopped in his tracks, "you guys keep going I don't need the rest of you killed for a mistake I've done if she kills me she kills me you know the Hunter rules." The hunters nodded, before running off. Drake turned to face her, he wasn't going to take his weapons out. If he was killed he was killed so what, he just stood their unarmed as he stared at her. "Don't care if I die the other hunters will leave the pack alone and also if you want to kill me go ahead don't care it was my mistake not theirs why take it out on them when I gave the order."

The Hunter and The Lycan

Drake heard the running toward him, he heard the jump. He turned around fast grabbing the wolfs muzzle and slamming her down to the ground. "I told you to leave we were called in by another pack to deal with some crazy wolves no description nothing so we thought it was you guys alright our own damn fault I gave you your chance to leave. Your lucky that I'm not going to kill you, touch any of my hunters at all what so ever and your gonna die I can't believe we used to trust and work with each other." With that he let go of her muzzle and started walking the rest of the hunters following him.

The Hunter and The Lycan

Drake looked behind him, Jake was dead. He threw the rod down, "you better go you no good bastard before ah change mah mind." He kneeled down by his old friend, he spoke in the ancient hunters tongue his father had taught him. "Find peace you have fought and died well go Ino te afterlife with no regrets on your shoulders." He sighed to that, he closed jakes eyes. Before he found the old match box in his pocket. It was an old tradition, to light the body on fire. He lit te match and it caught fire on his friend. Few minutes passed when the flames died down. He waved to the other hunters, they followed him.

The Hunter and The Lycan

Drake clenched his jaw, he took a deep breath. Before he used his other leg to kick the wolf off of him. She had taken a good chunck of flesh out of his leg, but the healing had kicked in fast their was nothing but teeth marks left their and dried up blood. He grabbed the metal rod he always kept it was retractable he made it go to full length. Waiting for the next attack, he got into the same stance as his father had taught him.

The Hunter and The Lycan

Drake saw it at the last second, his body reacting on instinct he dropped the sabers. No need to harm them, he grabbed the wolf by the front and threw her to the ground. Drake just looked pissed now, though he knew not to let the anger get the best of him. He used it to his advantage whenever he was fighting. "Now you just got mah pissed off."

The Hunter and The Lycan

Drake shook his head, getting into his fighting stance. The other hunters didn't move from, around Jake tey would rather die than let one of them be killed willingly. His jaw clenched, he heard growls and hiss's from the other hunters, he flashed his fangs as a warning to back off. He had fangs yes, but he didn't have to use them he only used them to give warnings and all of that. "Over mah dead body," his southern drawl was their just like his fathers.

The Hunter and The Lycan

The other hunters saw what was going on, Drake didnt back down from where he was. He reached into the back waist sheaths, bringing ou his two sabers, his eyes locking with Aura's he didn't flinch or back down when he saw the killing intent their the rest of the hunters got around Jake bringing out their swords. They would guard him with their life, even though they weren't related by blood they always thought of each other as brothers.