The Hunted Chapter 2
“The killer calling himself The Hunter has struck again. This time, it was a science teacher at River Valley University. Police say that Dr. Erik Tao, pictured here receiving an award from President Walker, was killed last night at about 11:00. He was murdered the same way as the previous victims of the Hunter. His death brings the total to 20 killed in the past 2 weeks, all mutants.”
Turning off the T.V., Rick O'Connell threw the remote across the room, screaming in anger. The scream echoed through the empty mansion.
“I thought I was done with crap like this. Back home we had a few Anti-Mutant groups that did everything they could to get rid of us, but there hasn’t been anything like this since the Mutagenic War. Now this Hunter is targeting us, most likely for the same reason. The thought that mutants are to be feared. That kind of thinking lead to the war. If things are starting up again, how many more are going to die before we have another one.”
“His death brings the total to 20 killed in the past 2 weeks, all mutants. The police” Dan Jennings paused for a moment and listened to his producer through his earpiece. I have just been notified that there has been a development in the case. A witness to this last murder. Here is a composite sketch of The Hunter that the police are sending out.”
As the image filled the screen, the Kyle Clark sat up in amazement.
“ It can't be. I killed him. I saw the body.” Clark thought for a moment. “The armor was missing. I don't know how, but someone could have taken it and is using it to continue where the Slayer left off. If so, I have to stop him”
Turning off the T.V., he grabbed an amulet that was on the table beside him and climbed out of the window to his apartment. After closing the window, he jumped off the fire escape as a flash of blue light filled the night sky.
“Hello.” O’Connell said as he picked up the phone, and smiled as he heard the voice of Duke Magnum on the other end.
“Hey Rick. This is Duke. I heard about that Hunter guy. I'm headed home to help track him down. I'll be there in about 1 hour.”
“Thanks. We can use all the help we can get. Talk to ya when you get here.”
Hanging up the phone, Rick headed for the Pit to get ready for the search. When he got there, the Traveler greeted him.
“Just the person I wanted to talk to. Where did you get your ring?”
“I don't know. I've had it as long as I can remember.” Rick said, looking at his ring. It was a normal ring, with a star made of a red gem. “My parents said I had it when they found me. I guess it is something my real parents left me. To remember them or something.”
“I have been thinking. There may be a way for you to carry the Fantasy Star with you at all times.”
“How? By wearing a trench coat all the time?”
“No.” The Traveler said as he placed the Fantasy Star on a table. Point the ring at it and concentrate.”
Pointing his ring at the sword, Fantasy concentrated. Suddenly, a beam of light shot from the ring, hitting the sword, which disappeared.
“What happened to it?”
It is safe. It has been changed into energy, which is now stored in your ring. When you need it, use your ring to summon it.”
“Thanks. This will help allot, but how did you know that would happen?”
“…I am not sure.”
Turning off the T.V., Rick O'Connell threw the remote across the room, screaming in anger. The scream echoed through the empty mansion.
“I thought I was done with crap like this. Back home we had a few Anti-Mutant groups that did everything they could to get rid of us, but there hasn’t been anything like this since the Mutagenic War. Now this Hunter is targeting us, most likely for the same reason. The thought that mutants are to be feared. That kind of thinking lead to the war. If things are starting up again, how many more are going to die before we have another one.”
“His death brings the total to 20 killed in the past 2 weeks, all mutants. The police” Dan Jennings paused for a moment and listened to his producer through his earpiece. I have just been notified that there has been a development in the case. A witness to this last murder. Here is a composite sketch of The Hunter that the police are sending out.”
As the image filled the screen, the Kyle Clark sat up in amazement.
“ It can't be. I killed him. I saw the body.” Clark thought for a moment. “The armor was missing. I don't know how, but someone could have taken it and is using it to continue where the Slayer left off. If so, I have to stop him”
Turning off the T.V., he grabbed an amulet that was on the table beside him and climbed out of the window to his apartment. After closing the window, he jumped off the fire escape as a flash of blue light filled the night sky.
“Hello.” O’Connell said as he picked up the phone, and smiled as he heard the voice of Duke Magnum on the other end.
“Hey Rick. This is Duke. I heard about that Hunter guy. I'm headed home to help track him down. I'll be there in about 1 hour.”
“Thanks. We can use all the help we can get. Talk to ya when you get here.”
Hanging up the phone, Rick headed for the Pit to get ready for the search. When he got there, the Traveler greeted him.
“Just the person I wanted to talk to. Where did you get your ring?”
“I don't know. I've had it as long as I can remember.” Rick said, looking at his ring. It was a normal ring, with a star made of a red gem. “My parents said I had it when they found me. I guess it is something my real parents left me. To remember them or something.”
“I have been thinking. There may be a way for you to carry the Fantasy Star with you at all times.”
“How? By wearing a trench coat all the time?”
“No.” The Traveler said as he placed the Fantasy Star on a table. Point the ring at it and concentrate.”
Pointing his ring at the sword, Fantasy concentrated. Suddenly, a beam of light shot from the ring, hitting the sword, which disappeared.
“What happened to it?”
It is safe. It has been changed into energy, which is now stored in your ring. When you need it, use your ring to summon it.”
“Thanks. This will help allot, but how did you know that would happen?”
“…I am not sure.”
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