All Chapters of My Mystique Hunting System: Chapter 11
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Chapter 11 — Punishing Jason
My Mystique Hunting System/Dragonslav
"A Cro..Crocotta?" Jason intently stared at the image of a strange beast on a large old looking tome that Aletta had taken out from her red backpack. The beast had the body of a muscular deer with golden stripes, a neck covered with silver colored lion like mane. Its face resembled that of a wolf, with terrifying looking fangs protruding out from its mouth. However unlike regular wolves, there was a purple colored horn protruding out from the middle of its forehead like a pony. As if that was not enough, it possessed two pair of golden colored hooves and a bunny like tail. Jason's lips twitched when he saw the strange appearance of the beast named the Crocotta. "What kind of sick scientist did this crazy cross breeding?" "You mean mother nature right?" Stephen smirked when he heard his words. "Huh?" "The Crocotta is part of a race of beings known as the Yokais. Nobody knows where they came from except from the fact that they have been existence since the dawn of time. We Myst
Chapter 12 — Hunting The Crocotta
My Mystique Hunting System/Dragonslav
—[TITLE CARD: A Copule Hours Ago]."Did you really have to knock him unconscious?" Aletta mused to her brother as they slowly exited the hotel building."You saw how adamant Jason was back there and you know that right from a small age he has always gotten what he wanted. Did you seriously expect me to try talking reason with someone like that?" Stephen scoffed."If I didn't know any better I'll say you still haven't gotten over that silly crush. As much as I don't like being a pessimist, Jason isn't worthy of your affections. He is a narcissistic bastard who won't mind using you to achieve his aims " Stephen spat coldly."Look at who is talking? who is it that always winces at the mere mention of Jason becoming a Mystique Hunter huh? no matter how many times you badmouth him, you cannot stop caring about his well-being. You don't want him to go down this wretched path we took " Aletta smiled."You think of him as a little brother.. don't you?" "Shut up " Stephen rolled his eyes."I
Chapter 13 — Exposing True Face
My Mystique Hunting System/Dragonslav
"Hello, what are your orders please?" a female blonde waitress stopped before a particular table as she flashed its occupants one of her sweetest smiles. "Uhmm.. you must be Stephanie correct?" Stephen scanned his eyes around the restaurant before they fell on the waitress. "As you can see on my badge" the waitress lightly tapped the name badge on her chest. "Yeah. You are right. Would you mind sparing a few minutes of your time? we would like to discuss something with you" Aletta nodded with a smile, exposing her cute set of dimples. "We are record label scouts.. we happened to have come across your cover songs on YouTube.." Stephen hurriedly lied when he noticed the other party was about to decline. "R--Really?!" the waitress named Stephanie instantly showed interest as she glanced at the watch around her wrist. "My shift ends in five minutes.." she informed them, the pace of her breathing suddenly accelerating. "Alright. Meet us outside then " Stephen nodded as he and Alet
Chapter 14 — Everyone Has Secrets
My Mystique Hunting System/Dragonslav
Bang! The claws of the Crocottta came to a halt as it crashed against the flat surface of a glowing golden colored axe. "Scram!" A swift kick sent the Crocottta staggering back, just in time for Stephen to leap towards it, chopping his axe at his head in an attempt to decapitate it. "Nice try" the Crocotta regained its footing at the last minute. The muscles on his left arm flexed tightly as he blocked the descending axe with it while sending out a jab towards Stephen's chin with his left arm. "Tch" stomping his right foot, Stephen flicked his wrist, loosening his grip on the axe as he initiated a well executed front flip, landing behind the Crocotta. Unstrapping a small dagger, he threw it towards the back of the Crocotta's head. The daggers swiftly struck their mark, bringing about a pained howl. "I.. hate.. hunters!" the Crocottta snarled angrily as it jumped back, drawing enough distance between itself and Stephen, while his left hand snaked around his head, pulling off t