The Hunter Sneak Peek

A brief teaser of Chapter 6 - Sinker:

As I got out of the car I ran through a list of names, putting the faces with the bodies. They were Quileute, and as my mom had taught me, the Quileutes had shape-shifters in their bloodline – something I was choosing to ignore as most shape-shifters lived a normal human life and never actually changed.

Unfortunately, based off of the way the boy looked, the gene had been reactivated – something that occurred whenever there was a threat close enough to them to trigger the genetic transition, causing a chemical reaction which heated and aged the body enough to properly be able to survive the transition. I knew I couldn’t let the suspicion get confirmed though, because if I did, I would have to kill the boy myself or call in another hunting faction to destroy him. And, in spite of everything, I didn't want to hurt my dad who had to be friends with this man and his son. So ignorance was my only option.

The name of the man in the wheelchair finally came to me, Billy. His legs had been permanently damaged in the car wreck which had killed his wife back when I had only been a few years old. They'd had three kids, a set of twin girls who were around two years older than me, Rebecca and Rachel, and a boy about two years younger than me, Jacob. That had to be the boy who stood in front of me now.

Inspiration Behind The Hunter

As I'm prepping the fifth chapter of The Hunter, I wanted to discuss what inspired this story originally. When I first started getting heavily into Twilight fanfiction back in 2009, I quickly delved into dozens of YA series. Among them was the Evernight Series by Claudia Gray.

If you've never read the books, the premise around them was about a girl, Bianca Oliver, who was a born vampire going to school at a place strictly for special or supernatural species, specifically vampires, though there are humans that go there as well. Among the humans at the school was a boy named Lucas who is secretly a vampire hunter. Bianca and Lucas fall in love making this huge forbidden love saga. The story series was very dramatic and while I loved the first two books, the second half of the series was nowhere near as intriguing to me.

But it gave me a crazy idea of how I could take some of the core theory from that series and apply it to the world of Twilight.

Evernight Series inspired The Hunter but there is almost nothing that is obvious and fully apparent.

In Evernight, it was the boy that was the hunter and he was part of a group called Black Cross.

In The Hunter, it's Bella who's the hunter and the Cullens are vampires. There are multiple hunting factions, not just one, and the one Bella belongs to is called Rose.

As the story proceeds there will be little nods to some of the ideas that were inspired from Evernight, but this is not a crossover and there's nothing directly from that series.

The Hunter Sneak Peek

A second brief teaser of Chapter 5 - Knowledgeable due to the chapter taking me longer to get ready than planned:

Rosalie got out of the driver's side, she held herself tall and aloof, and I knew immediately I wouldn't be able to get to them through her. There was nothing I could use to get in with a succubus... at least not one that was already mated, which she was.

There were still the other three though. I kept my head down, watching from the corner of my eye.

Emmett got out of the front passenger side, his body more relaxed than his mate. He was pretending to be a senior which would make getting close to him hard, but not impossible. He was a brute, I'd already classified him as such, but being a brute meant he was more than just physically strong. He was also egotistical, and having an ego was something I could use, but it was a risk. It was the equivalent of taking a giant chunk of tinder to a roaring flame. I wouldn't rule him out though.

Jasper got out of the backseat on the driver's side, the side closest to me, and his eyes immediately flashed to me. Of all the things I despised about vampires, it was the fact that some were gifted with extra abilities, and I knew in the instant that his eyes met mine he was one of them. I locked my muscles in place to prevent myself from fisting my hands and giving myself away anymore than I already apparently had. I didn't know enough about him to use him, so I shoved him off my list of possibles.

The fourth got out on the other side of the car, short enough that she was hard to see. The girl in school yesterday had called her Alice. I knew, as was the usual case with smaller vampires, she had to have an ability of some sort, which could be problematic. The thing was, she was also my best bet on getting into the family now that the unmated one had apparently taken off. She was in my grade, meaning it would be more reasonable to interact with her than the brute.

The Hunter Sneak Peek

A brief teaser of Chapter 5 - Knowledgeable:

I sat cross-legged on the trunk of my car as I waited for the Cullens at school. I had made sure to arrive at six in the morning so I could guarantee and park right next to where the Cullens had been parked yesterday.

Angela arrived about half an hour after I did, making her vehicle the second in the student lot. I waved at her when she looked towards me, but otherwise didn’t remove myself from my perch. Angela waved back and then headed inside. My guess was she needed to talk with a teacher. She seemed like the type who focused on getting top grades.

A few minutes later Tyler showed up, one of the three male admirers I had so far made note of. He was bolder than the other two, Eric and Mike. I could actually conceivably like the boy if I wasn’t already engaged. He'd be good for a roll in the hay... or on a bed or a couch. I wasn't particular.

He came up to where I was sitting. “What are you doing?” Tyler asked.

“I’m waiting on the Cullens to show, they dropped an item in my yard last night when they stopped by,” I said calmly.

“Wait the Cullens stopped by your house last night?” Tyler asked in shock.

The Hunter Sneak Peek

A brief teaser of Chapter 4 - Room:

Sighing, I checked out where I'd placed everything to make sure it was all perfectly organized. My bedroom had a dresser with three drawers and I'd placed the most important things on the very top. It was all the jewelry Jeod had given to me. The jewelry went from left to right starting with my teardrop sapphire necklace, then my engagement ring, a pair of ruby earrings, an emerald bracelet, an amethyst pin, and finally a topaz brooch. I carefully fingered each piece of jewelry, briefly remembering the excitement as I'd opened each for the first time, remembering the happiness and joy upon discovering a normal girly gift instead of yet another weapon or whatever else my mother or Phil had given me. All of them were a beautiful reminder of a happiness caused by an innocence which had been torn from me. I finally fingered the brooch, looking at it bitterly – the only sour piece mixed in with all the beauty. Jeod had tried so hard last September to keep the tradition alive, but he should have known... nothing would ever be the same after the end of last March.

After I was done looking at my jewelry, I opened the first drawer and started to verify my clothes were set out properly. My clothes were set into three rows, starting with shirts in the first row, carefully organized in a gradient color arc, starting with black and ending with white. Almost all of my shirts were tees, but there were a couple of red blouses and a dark gray sweatshirt mixed in. The second row were pants which were organized in the same color gradient – the pants were all jeans except for one set of black sweats. And the final row was my underwear, lingerie actually, also organized by color. To anyone on the outside, if they saw how everything placed – not to mention the fact that I was going through it all – they'd probably assume I was OCD, but it wasn't about some sort of need for perfection, it was about a need for simplicity. I needed to be able to pack everything fast if it came down to it. I shut the drawer and opened the next one.

The Hunter Sneak Peek

A brief teaser of Chapter 3 - Danger:

“My name's Bella and I'm new here today. I'm the chief's daughter.” I placed my paper down on the desk and held my hand out to the teacher as I spoke.

The teacher slowly reached out and took my hand in a firm grip. “My name's Mr. Munoz. I wasn't aware the chief had a daughter, but you picked a good time to start as we just starting on cellular biology. The class is a bit full but there is a seat next to Edward Cullen. He's relatively new here as well, so you two may be able to help each other out.”

I barely contained my snort. I wasn't exactly surprised he didn't know my father had a daughter. After all, how was Charlie supposed to explain me anyways? “Oh, I have a daughter who is out slaying monsters. Real ones. She does all the stuff a cop should be doing but is too stupid to handle.” Or perhaps the conversation would go something more like, “Yeah, I have a daughter... What can I say? We all have skeletons in our closet.”

I stood a moment longer than was strictly appropriate without replying to the teacher before I finally nodded and turned toward the aisle to walk to my seat beside the bloody devil incarnate.

The Hunter Opening - Returning to Fanfiction Soon.

The Hunter

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight as I am not Stephenie Meyer. Since I am not her, I make no money from any fanfictions I post. I also don't own the Evernight Series by Claudia Gray which is part of the inspiration behind this story.

AN: I originally started writing this story in 2010 but removed it in 2015, it was only about a third of the way done. This was always a story that I wanted to finish but after awhile I wasn't a hundred percent happy with the direction I was taking it. So while this is a re-post... it's also going to be a rewrite.

Chapter 1 – The Return

It had been four years since my last visit. This wasn’t a visit though, this was business.

Nineteen years ago my mother had enrolled in Forks high, because she had been on a mission. A vampire had been stocking Port Angeles, and it was my mother’s first personal mission. She had been seventeen when she had enrolled as a senior, but had gotten in over her head, and not with the vampire. We could fight vampires; that was easy, once you learned how. She couldn’t, however, combat young love. She had prematurely gotten married, ended up pregnant, and I had been the product.

I, Bella Swan, had been a mistake, an accident. I had had it drilled into me a thousand times; I never should have been born, at least not then. My mother had always planned that she would eventually have a child, but she had always believed it would be the product between another hunter, never this. I was never meant to exist. Not that it mattered, I did, end of story.

My mother, Renee, was one of the strongest hunters in our group, and her husband, Phil, was the leader. I was on my first private mission, back in Forks. My father himself had called and told us of the vampires in Forks. It had been Phil, who had decided to send me here, and I had to admit that I was excited; my first true vampire hunt.

My father, Charlie, the chief of police, didn’t know that I was being sent out, he wouldn’t know until I knocked on the door. I knew he would freak when he realized that I was the hunter of choice.

I was driving my black Pontiac Solstice, which had been a birthday gift to me on my sixteenth birthday from my mom, to Forks. It was probably going to be the sweetest vehicle that the town of Forks had ever seen.

I only had three bags and my purse with me. My purse consisted of my wallet with all three of my fake IDs, my papers for school enrollment, my cash, my credit card, my cell phone, my IPOD, some basic makeup, a small vial of Calts Oil, and one tampon. In my first bag I had all the clothes and toiletry items that I needed. In my second bag were my laptop, and all the personal items that I took wherever I went. And in the last bag was my hunting gear.

Now vampires weren’t like the old myths tell you. Vampires wouldn’t burn in the sun, instead they sparkled. Holy water wouldn’t work, crosses wouldn’t work, stakes only work to kindle a fire, and forget everything else that you have ever heard. A vampire was like rock, so a bullet would do no good. They didn’t shy away from onions and garlic, and their eyes could be black, red, pink, or gold.

There was only one way to kill a vampire, burn it to ash, and spread the ashes. The only good vampire was a dead vampire. So no matter how handsome or sexy a vampire looked it was deadly.

Vampires didn’t have heartbeats; they didn’t have blood running through their system, and technically they didn’t need blood to survive.

Vampires were its, there were no he’s or she’s. No matter what sex they had when they were human, they were no longer human, and therefore no longer had a sex to mention.

A vampire didn’t have a conscience or morals, it wasn’t possible. Vampires could be convincing that they had emotions, but they didn't have those either.

Our hunting group specialized in vampires, but we knew of the other creatures out there, and we never lost sight of that. Our group was called Rose based off of Phil’s great great grandmother back when she had started our group.

I knew my father wasn’t going to like the fact that they had sent me, but we were currently short on numbers, and fifteen year olds were going out on hunts by themselves currently. We had been seriously depleted of manpower when one of our hideouts had been burnt to the ground with six men, seven women, and twelve children burned alive. The police said it was an accident but we all knew the truth – the soulless bastards burned one of our safe havens to the ground, and it only renewed my faith that we were doing the right thing.

On my left ring finger was a small diamond ring that I would remove before I started going to school. My fiancé, Jeod, was currently in Oregon on his own assignment. I loved him, but it wasn’t in the way that people should get married for. He was only two years older than me and we grew up together, we had known each other our whole lives, but we were like brother and sister. Our marriage was more of a way to take one for the team, as less and less of the females chose to get pregnant. It took too much time away from our work to be pregnant for nine months and then raise a child for the next few years. Our group was slowly dying out though, so Jeod and I decided to marry and have a child. It was a mutual decision, and at least we loved each other in some way.

I pulled to a stop in front of my father’s house. It was the same paint job that it had had the last time I was here and I was shocked to feel a sense of relief. I hadn’t been in a place that I could even begin to consider as a home in almost a year, and though this wasn’t really a home either, it was the closest thing I had.

I got out and grabbed my bags before walking to the door and ringing the doorbell.

A moment later Charlie opened the door, his eyes widened. “Bella, what are you doing here?”

“You’re the one that needed a hunter, well here I am,” I said acerbically.