(---)"Seeking pleasure is what makes you human after all."
"Pleasure huh..." The monster was aware of his plan. Lead him to an abandoned building awaiting construction for the perfect ambush. It has seen it before, that's why it was so painfully obvious. Nine-millimeter bullets weren't enough for this one. The monster protected it's head, the ones that hit the rest of it's body bounced off like pebbles. The hunter had brought only two magazines, but they've gone empty quite fast in an attempt to keep his distance from the creature with claws. As they fought, the duo exchanged a few words to one another. Both aware that the ending of the fight would come soon. Nevertheless he struggled."Something wrong? You seem to be zoning out, or are you finally realizing bullets ain't gonna cut it."
"I never had the luxury of pleasure. All I have is duty."
The creature finally closed the distance, its speed and strength matched a human but its resilience was something else entirely. That, and its claws which left marks in stone pillars of course. Armed with nothing but a combat knife the hunter was soon cornered. It lightly dragged its claws across the floor in a casual manner, leaving long marks in their absence. Finally, the hunter was confronted by his prey. Even when faced with death his determination did not falter, the hunter stood up and prepared for one last exchange."Heh, I guess that makes you less human than me."
"I guess so."
The hunter exhaled as he thrusted his blade towards the creature's chest. It hit, in fact the creature wanted the blow to land, smiling as if it felt nothing but a bump. Its body was hard as stone, the knife couldn't even pierce it's skin. The monster responded by sending its knee into the hunter's chest, knocking the air out of his lungs and the knife out of his hands. The blow was painful but not painful enough to knock the hunter out. It was holding back, enjoying every second of torment it brought upon the hunter. It raised its right hand, itching to drop its claws onto him, that's when -- to his surprise, the hunter stood up. The monster smiled, liking the man's endurance. It saw nothing wrong with allowing him one last strike."I never asked for this, yet I was chosen. Wondering why won't change it.
In that moment of life or death, the hunter's body tensed up. Reaching out with his hand the Divine answered. A bolt of energy suddenly appeared in his hand, taking shape of a sword. On the brink death the hunter slashed forward with all his strength and belief. The confused monster was given no time to react. And so the blade reached, removing the creature's head from its shoulders. Seconds passed, and the monster's body was soon ashes; scattered by a gentle breeze."Perhaps you didn't have a choice either, perhaps not.
I'm sure you understood that I didn't have the luxury to explore that either."
With his task complete and words spoken. The hunter made his way out of the building. Collecting all the bullet casings was a hassle, yet he did it anyway. He was beginning to realize just how much this will ask of him, just how much it will take from him. The end to his duty ain't coming any time soon. The horrors of it have just begun, his losses have just begun, and it wont stop until it is done. Not until all of them are destroyed. No matter the cost, no matter the countless lives lost.
