The Hunter's Choice Chapter Two: The trial

Story by Dreche the Argonian on SoFurry

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#2 of The Hunter's Choice

Ok so this is chapte two, I released this early because I didn't like leaving chapter one open like I did anyway enjoy


Now to continue

The young blood looked into the rental opticals of the hunter and noded, he knew that the hunter was easily better equipt and excessively more disciplined in his training than he was but he knew there would be something he could do to throw the hunter off of his game he just had to figure it out and then he would have the advantage.

The hunter thought to himself why this young blood was so important to the elder's, but he was not going to just let the young blood win, but laws were laws and customs were not to be broke or be striped of your honor and abandoned on an unknown planet with little provisions and barely any weapons and fight for ones life until the sentence is served.

The hunter quietly removed his hand from the young blood's and stood next to him and the elder as the ceremony before their combat trial the other young blood was getting metal pieces crammed into his dreads, this was a test of tolerance of pain if the young blood would give any sign of pain the process would have to be re-done which ment that any metal pieces that were already placed into the young blood's dread would be ripped out and then the process would start immidiatley after the last metal piece was out.

The young blood watched as the trial continued the young blood receiving the trial passed without showing any signs of pain and was shown the way out after the trial had ended.

It was time for his trial the young blood went first he stood at the far end of the arena surrounded by elders and other experienced hunters who had come to see the young pass the trials.

His stance calm and relaxed yet he was set for defense and offense whichever came first the wooden staff held parallel to his body in his left hand while his right layed by his side, his armor he had chosen was of a brass coloring it covered his left and right shoulder but came across his chest on his right and went down his back on his left, the gauntlets that he choose were made of the chitin of a fallen xenomorph and his thighs were coveredion the same material of that which he had on his shoulders as his entrance was made he stood there and waited.

The hunter he was facing made no attempt to be subtle in his appearance to the trial, at the far end of the arena a loud thud could be heard as dirt an dust fly the hunter rose as he simultaneously deactivated his cloaking and roared towards the young blood.

This hunter a bit flashy, but had the right to be. He was one of the highest ranking hunters his tribe had produced in a very long time. The young blood cocked his head and cracked the bones in his neck with a very loud pops escaped from his neck as his grip loosened on the staff and the round end struck the dirt as the young blood lifted his hand to the hunter and waved at hitegu bing him the sign to come on.

The hunter lunged and landed on his feet and immidiatley started to sprint at the young blood, with this the young blood held his ground and lowered his hand ad braced himself all the while playing scenarios out in his mind of what the hunter could be planing, surely he wasn't thinking that the young blood wasn't going to defend himself against a hunter such as himself.

All the while the young blood thought the hunter was getting closer and closer still he extended his combi-stick and held it so one end was resting on his back and the other end was tearing into the dirt with it's seraided edge as the hunter grew ever closer the young blood remaind still in his place of origin when he entered the arena.

Then when the hunter had gained the distance he had desired he lifted his combi-stick from the dirt and with it came a large billow of earth and dirt that covered the two opponents from the eyes of the audience as the elder that trained the young blood stood up in worry that his student that he cared for like any father should was hurtfor injured in some way.

The billow did not have time to clear before the hunter was ejected out the way he had entered he flew five feet back and landed hard his heavy mass and armor was the cause of the heavy landing, the hunter got up on one knee and looked at the young blood and roared his anger was showing as his optical receptors of his mask lit up yellow as he disappeared using his cloaking he mimicked sounds all around the young blood.

This was going to be interesting to fight against something you can't see, the young blood took two gradual steps back as the sounds were messing with his senses. He looked around as he heard the noises to his left then to his right then behind him as he jumped around but saw nothing as he heard laughing all around him, however it wasn't from the audience but from literally all around him it was the hunter toying with him.

He felt a chill run down his spine as he fhelp the truth sink into his mind, when suddenly the air whistled as an unseen force struck him with incredible power that seemed to have come from a shade thus causing the young blood to fly backwards several feet and landed with a skid as he stood up spitting the green blood out as he lifted his top left mandible to allow room for the blood to pass from his mouth.

He stood there braced for more as he closed his eyes and listened, the hunter grew ever so confident in his trickery as he approached the young blood still taunting him with laughter the hunter drew closer and closer as he readied for another punch, but however this time the young blood was listening carefully as he heard the whistling of the hunter's invisible fist flying towards him the young blood acted with deadly quickness and accuracy and swung his staff and blocked the hunter's fist but not only blocked but broke several bones in his hand.

The hunter roared in pain as his cloaking diminished and left him with his normal attire as he knelt down his hand throbbing in pain as the muscles twitched it sent waves of pain up his forearm, it felt as if needles and knives were taking turns stabbing deep within his forearm and hand.

He clenched his hand into a fist as the bones cracked and gave way to the pressure, the shock of the young blood breaking his hand had passed and now he was determined to make the young blood pay for what he had done. The young blood stood still in his place as the end of the staff of which he had hit the hunter's hand with was broken completely shattered at the area of impact, the staff being being at least six inches thick and was completley solid, the young blood switched ends to were the broken side was behind him and the other full end had hit the ground creating a small crater in the shape of the club.

This time rage consuming the hunter clouded his judgement and he let his emotions take him over, again the young blood stood still and waited as a small smirk appeared on his face his mandibles moved to accommodate for this but the hunter was in too much of a rage to notice.

The young blood stood his ground and gripped his staff with as much force as he could and waited for the right time to strike. Soon the hunter closed his distance and didn't expect what was about to happen as he lunged forward the young blood swung the club up and with a heavy smack lifted the hunter with so much force it had detached the hunter's mask from his face and with this the young blood swung himself around and batted the hunter away from break itch so much force that the end of the staff had broke.

The hunter flew a great distance away and landed with a final heavy ththese was knocked unconscience as the young blood droped what was left of the staff and turned around and raised his arms to the elders, his trial was over and he was victorious.

He was escorted out of the arena and walked out into the jungle once more, he walked until he found the pool of water of which he had resides in the night before. He did not waste any time undressing himself, his armor was the first to be removed since the scorching double suns beat down on every creature on the planet sharing it's heat to everything, the young blood tired and hot from his trial of passage and the blistering sun didn't help at all. He took off the remainder of what he had on and slowly sunk down until his neck was submerged, his mandibles hurt severely but was a small price to pay. He soon drifted off into slumber for a few hours he had been awakened by the sound of walking through the vegetation toward him, the only thought that rang through his head was that it was the hunter was seeking revenge over the earlier events of the day.

I hope this is a better addition to keep those of you who are reading this reading it an I hope you follow I'm sorry about how I left the first chapter off like that so I hope this makes up for it and I do hope you enjoy I will post chapter three as soon as I can thank you and once again I do hope you are enjoying it.