#hunter starter

Ever since he woke up in the small town, no memory of who he was or where he was it seemed like a fresh start. Being able to find a job as a security officer, finding himself a place to live and then finding a girl he felt so connected to that it must be fate. However, the moment he felt something in the pit of his stomach, he felt every human instinct in him die. The men holding her hostage had been shooting at him and each bullet wound healed as they hit him. He made his way through the doors and saw her but would not make any move if she didn’t give him the order.

“I will use this if I have to.” Evan lifted his gun at the person. “And I promise I won’t miss.” 

       As a rule, Hunter stayed away from emotions -- both his own, and those of others. They were complicated, messy, kind of scary. Not to mention, once you started helping others deal with how they were feeling, you were more or less stuck with a friendship you never asked for. And yet, when he saw the girl who lived in his building, who had a level of energy that scared him a little bit, sitting in the hallway with watery eyes and a red nose, he paused in his tracks. “Is something... wrong?” he asked, aware of how stupid of a question it was.

“Werewolves? You’re kidding right? I mean that’s gotta be a joke?” Evan played innocent of the knowledge that werewolves were real. Best to not come of crazy since he wasn’t sure of the situation.

She'd just finished cleaning and dressing things and was about to undress when there was a knock on her door. Who the fuck knew she was here? Nobody was supposed to, or almost no one. She picked up her gun, ready to use or hide it if needed and looked out the window.

       hunter didn’t know why he tried with relationships. he let people in, and then they kicked him right back out. it was a waste of time, honestly. “do you hear that? it’s a slamming door and another lesson learned,” he told the other. though he wasn’t really letting it show, anyone who knew hunter well would have picked up on the hurt in his cold, distant tone.