1 1- Invocation

Woosh!

The wind passed through the trees making them rustle and drop several leaves towards the ground, as it was autumn the whole forest was with a reddish orange color giving a feeling of art.

steps!steps!

" I see you." From the midst of a bush a low, husky voice rang out softly as the silhouette of a bow jutted out along with an arrow aimed straight ahead towards a small heap of flesh in the middle of the woods.

Lucas was wearing a leaf-covered hunting sweatshirt and both his bow and face were painted an oak brown making them look like the bush, the only thing visible was his dark red pupils that made him look like a predator.

Dead silence continued for a few minutes as Lucas stood in the same position and slowly steadying his breathing, "Come on, I know you're there." Lucas muttered under his breath and soon the prey he was hunting shot out of a small bush ten meters from the bait he'd left.

Then a dark black wolf without an eye stuck its head out of the bush with 4 others cautiously following behind, "I found you damn it." Lucas let a wicked smile that is almost never seen on his face leave for a moment.

He had been hunting this black wolf for almost 6 months, since when this damned one attacked his camp and bit the neck of his dog and faithful companion Fred, of course Lucas in the first confrontation didn't let it go and took the wolf's eye out with a knife while trying save her little dog who unfortunately died later at Lucas' hands.

After that it was long months of wolf extermination and poaching, so much so that the wolf population in this forest dropped by almost 1 third of what it was thanks to him, " The ranger was already on my heels, I thought you would never show up for we settle the score." Lucas thought and slowly pulled the string of his bow taut.

The black wolf that was advancing and sniffing the air for some threat only saw the sound of the wind cutting before a sharp pain sounded from his left hind leg and he lost his balance and fell to the ground with a miserable Howl.

The Wolves reacted immediately turned their heads in the direction of where the arrow with their mouths open ready to shatter what attacked them, however at that moment the same noise of arrow flying sounded again and the wolf that was ahead had its orbit pierced and fell. on the dead floor without even howling.

From the bush Lucas' figure slowly rose holding a bloodstained hunting knife and his red eyes fixed on the wolves causing them to freeze for a moment.

Lucas only watched them for a few seconds before taking off the hunting hood that was muffling his head and his black hair revealed next to his brown painted face, Lucas this year would be 27 years old and his face was fully matured with a beard thick but well cut.

If it weren't for all the camouflage he might even make some common women drool over him, but unfortunately for the wolves his appearance was as if they'd seen the emissary from hell on a mission to find them.

2 of these wolves were from packs that Lucas personally destroyed and they remembered the terror it was to be hunted by this human, the wolf that wasn't was on the ground with an arrow in his eye and the last wolf was the female of the group that was furthest back. .

paff

When Lucas took a step forward the ears of all the wolves instantly drooped and they started making low growls that were almost non-existent as they took a step back.

The black wolf also saw the fear in his subordinates and knew that if they backed down he would die there so he let out a bark and growled at the two wolves attacked Lucas but the two wolves ignored him and when Lucas took a step forward the two turned around. and ran without hesitation to the forest, the female was soon after seeing the bad situation.

"Now it's just you and me buddy." Lucas said giving a haunting smile at the very least and making the black wolf try to crawl away from him in desperation, "Wait don't run away, I have a score to settle with you." Lucas' cold voice made the wolf's spine go cold and he ignored his injured leg and the flowing blood and started to jump to get away.

However his fight was in vain and soon Lucas' shadow projected itself above him, the black wolf sensing death coming looked back seeking to be able to plead or do anything that would allow him to get out alive but when his eyes landed on Lucas only him saw him raising the knife above him and with one swift movement stabbed him in the head.

Slash!

"That's for Fred." Lucas muttered and ripped the knife from the dead wolf's skull and took his arrow out of his leg, his hunt was over. What would happen to the wolf's corpse was none of his interest.

"In a way that was disappointing, expect more from this hunt." Lucas sighed as he packed all of his hunting gear into his backpack and prepared to move, "I've already hunted a Bear, a tiger, a leopard, a crocodile and now a wolf, should I try a lion next time?" He muttered feeling a sense of emptiness again.

He was a sport poacher, his father was an animal trafficker and his mother an indigenous tribe in South America, in some way he doesn't know the two fell in love and the fruit of that love ended up being Lucas, a person who found in hunting strong beings a purpose for living.

He learned everything from how to study the habits of animals, to acquire poisons and other spices from nature, to survive in a forest full of predators and parasites for months with nothing but a knife and a layer of clothing.

However with all this knowledge his hunts that were once fun and exciting have turned into boring and pointless things, he wouldn't even have hunted the black wolf if his dog hadn't died.

Lucas let out a last disappointed breath as he headed towards a small trail hidden in the woods that would take him to the road, from there he could decide what he was going to do next with his life.

"I would like to someday find a prey that could satisfy my desire to hunt." He muttered but at that moment his honed instincts from the countless hunts kicked in and Lucas drew his knife as he looked from side to side looking for the source of that danger signal.

" My imagination?" He thought for a moment and slowly lowered the knife, but at that moment the ground under his feet glowed brightly, startling him and Lucas instantly tried to jump but found his feet were glued to the ground, "What is this!" He gave his last scream before the light totally engulfed him.

With a flash Lucas disappeared from where he was as if he had never been there.