Lol, I helped tira edit his epic journey in monster hunter land...
Here goes, I'm not so sure on it being completely ok though...
so there we have it!Story of a Hunter's Birth
The silence was almost stifling, not a single sound heard as the slender shadow of a female crept through the dense undergrowth. The monster had to be somewhere in the vicinity, and she couldn't risk being spotted too early, lest she spoil the plans. Firm muscles tensed up as the target loomed in sight, the tell-tale glimmering of orange scales piercing through the overhead canopy. The descended Yian Kut Ku lowered its huge beak into the lake, gulping copious amounts of water.
Taking her chance while the distracted wyvern drank, she quietly extracted a huge metal disk out of her storage pouches. Making one final check that the protrudingvials were properly secured, she assured herself of it being in working condition. She twisted a knob in the middle and carefully laid it on the ground. Humming resounded from the awakening device, as the vials were drained of its contents. Satisfied with her preparations, she cupped her hands to her mouth and made a peculiar cawing noise. The perfectly-mimicked caw of the jungle birds didn't alert the Yian Kut Ku, since it was accustomed to such noises of the harmless wilderness already. It continued its seemly futile attempt to dry the lake of its reserves, but the caw had done its purpose already.
Hearing another variant of the jungle birds' caws, she mustered
all her courage and stilled her breath. The wyvern seemed particularly dangerous than usual. Quietly unsheathing the bony axe attached to her pouch, she readied herself for the oncoming ambush. The stage was set; the actors were in place; the props ready to do their work; everything was going be just like clockwork.
The female silently observed. She wasn’t necessary till the part where the wyvern tried to retreat. Nevertheless, she had the urge to just dive right in and pummel it to death, armed with her deadly weapon. Years of rigorous training struggled to keep her urge in check. Forcing herself to loosen her grip from the axe, she thought to herself, Just sit back and do like we've said, just sit back and watch.
She spotted her teammate as he unhurriedly appeared from within a bush. Making quick and subtle hand signals to another unseen teammate, he wrapped his fingers round a small metallic projectile from his pouch and charged towards the target. Although he was moving at such a furious speed, his footfalls were like those of a specter's, non-existent. Still, the Yian Kut Ku detected his swift movements. It fanned its ears wide-open, going into an alert defensive stance, hearing for any other attacks with its hyper-sensitive ears.
Too late. The sprinting male lobbed his sphere with all his might.
The ambushed Kut Ku turned round instinctively, exposing its ears to the
sphere as the device disintegrated and erupted in a squeal of sonic waves, forcefully shattering the wyvern’s eardrums instantaneously. Pain shot throughout the wyvern's body like lightning. As the agonised beast's body spasmed, it shrieked endlessly, as if mourning for its ears.
It was time
Two remaining hunters emerged from their hiding, as if awakening from a long slumber. With the wyvern immobilised , it was either now
or never. The male who did the sonic bomb ambush quickly pulled out his Great Sword, its monstrous fangs thirsting for the wyvern's blood. The sword seemed have to flung itself into flight over the wielder's head and shredded the Kut Ku’s tough shell. The newly-emerged duo were ahead of the trap-layer, one hefting a huge hammer, another sprinting with lance in hand. She would arrive the last, but it was of no consequence, since it made her job easier. She simply had to offer the finishing blows after the initial onslaught battered the flanked target senseless.
Recovering quickly, the trapped victim spun around wildly, as its whip-like tail fended off any form of attacks from its assailants. The Great Sword's wielder, exhausted and in need of a moment's respite, rolled off in retreat, allowing the remaining hunters to to finish off what he had started. The hunter with his hammer in hand issued a battle cry, as his weapon’s spikes shot out, ramming a hundred tons of spiked death deep into the Kut Ku’s left leg. Bones shattered upon impact, as if made of mere twigs and the sick sound of flesh being ripped off was heard as the Kut Ku's injured gave way. It toppled onto the ground, once again immobile and defenseless. Spotting a weak spot for attack, the other member of the duo quickly made quick work of one of the wyvern's great wings, as a multitude of metallic thorns protruded and retreated endlessly till only shreds of bloodied wings remained.
The last hunter, or rather huntress, finally arrived. She quickly pounced on the other wing, as the axe tore through the leathery material with effortlessly, like a scissors through paper. Realizing the soon to be fatal situation it was in, the Kut Ku summoned all of its last strength to stand. Spitting a large ball of flaming liquid to the lance-wielder, the Kut Ku made its final stand. The targeted hunter reacted instinctively and brought her shield to bear, taking the full brunt of the attack as the heat washed past her. Having succeeded with its fireball distraction, the Kut Ku quickly charged its way out, oblivious to the shattered bone in its left leg in its desperate attempt to escape.
As predicted, the near-fatally injured Kut Ku chose the nearest path out, the path where the trap laid unknown to it. As the Kut Ku's feet threaded near the trap, its immense weight triggered the pressure-sensitive trap. The device exploded and foul-smelling fluids were sprayed into the air.
The nerve agents quickly worked their magic on the Kut Ku. With its countless exposed wounds, the nerve fluids made short work of the Kut Ku, paralyzing it almost immediately. Muscles twitching , the Kut Ku could only flinch and moan miserably. Its fate was sealed. Two swift lobs of some strong tranquilisers and it collapsed onto the jungle floor in a spread-eagled heap, snores echoing throughout the air.
“Well... that went well…”
The Great Swordsmen broke the silence as he stowed his weapon back onto his back, his foot on the slumbering Kut Ku. The Lancer herself did the same with her lance and flexed her neck, paying no heed to the blackened smoking wreck that used to be her shield.
“Nice lob with that sonic there. Hit the sweet spot just fine.”
“Thanks. Good trap-laying there, Kristen.”
She offered a smile in thanks and stowed her weapon too. Turning around, Kristen began to trek towards the nearest clearing through the thick jungle trees.
“You people coming along or what?” she hollered back.
The Hammer-wielding male grunted his approval and trundled behind her while the remaining two simply kept silent and kept up with her pace. The breeze played through her hair as she shot a flare through a canopy opening into the clear blue sky, signaling for the Felynes to come help transport the Yian Kut Ku. Kristen walked towards the general bearings of their base camp; it took them 2 whole days to track down and capture their target, everyone was totally spent, especially Kristen, being the leader. Everyone knew Kristen needed her break and they gave her her due space.
“So Benelli, you're gonna celebrate this victory?”
The Lancer simply huffed and pushed her fringe back. She wasn't one for alcohol but still, she agreed.
“Whatever. I need my shower, I reek of burnt death.”
“Must’ve been the Kut Ku’s fireball just now, I thought you got blown away.”
“I’m not as weak in defending as I may seem, Walter.”
Embarrassed that she got hit, Benelli deftly swerved the conversation away.
“Talus, I noticed you went for the leg, try for the head next time, I reckon it's gonna hurt more.”
The hammer-user simply grunted in acknowledgment. Walter, the proud Great Swordsman, was too distracted thinking of the coming celebration to continue disturbing Benelli. Kristen gave a tired grin. Her group may look inexperienced and weak to most outsiders, but that was what they thought. Kristen was glad to have them on her side...
Mission Cleared...
By:
TiraGreenTea,
Tossing all your Tiramisus into Green Tea!
ok i gtg
its damn late now
haha
Raw! Raw! Fight Da Power!
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