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Semajal’s life changed that day; he owned a popular back street Weapon shop only a mile away from SR towers and it was pretty quite well it normally was on a Tuesday but his first customer was someone he never expected. 12.52 nearly lunch time thought Semajal as he rested his head on the counter when the door opened. Semajal stood up with a shot, his first customer, he wore dark glasses, his hair spiked up, he wore a black coat, and he seemed similar to Neo from the Matrix. Semajal wouldn’t have had a clue who he was if he hadn’t of spotted the axe attached to his back… Could it be the legendary Edgy?
Semajal knew little about the Notables, he knew who they were of course but they were royalty and he has never seen one before but he had heard stories. Stories of how the Notables saved Gameaday from collapse, stories of how the Notables saved the lives of Newbies but he had also heard of the Notable Hunter stories. Stories of how two men stood up against the new royalty, stories of how Edgy single handedly injured all the Notables with his famous axe. He heard the Story of how Goatboy killed Dringo and Edgy disappeared never to return. But 2 years later here he was standing in his shop, Edgy looked up at him and snatched off his classes. Semajal was still dumbstruck when Edgy finally spoke:
“Yes I am Edgy, Yes Dringo is dead, Yes I am back and yes I could do with your help,” Said Edgy quickly as if reading Semajal’s mind.
“Oh how can I help,” Semajal said quickly.
“I am here to avenge the death of my fallen brother but that task isn’t easy, the Notables have grown in size and they posses new, powerful weapons, weapons supplied by your rival and weapons I need.” Edgy informed.
“I have no weapons like that,” said Semajal.
Edgy was Impatient he didn’t want to deal this so he pulled out of his pocket £10,000 and slapped it on the table.
“Follow Me,” said Semajal walking towards the back room. Edgy did as he was told and disappeared into the room as Semajal turned on the small light.
“We have Rocket Launchers, Photon Cannons, Farsights, Mini lasers, Premiums, Neutron cannons, Las Cannons, Bolters and homers” Said Semajal as Edgy glanced around the room.
“Yes, yes I’ll take them all,” declared Edgy throwing more money Semajal’s way.
Edgy pulled his axe out and held it out to Semajal, Semajal couldn’t believe it the legendary axe of Edgy many had fallen to its immense power and Semajal was lost in its beautiful carving.
“The blade needs sharpening, the things getting a bit dirty so will need a clean and I was thinking about electrifying it,” Said Edgy.
“Electrifying?” Said Semajal inquisitively.
“I dunno, so it well, electrifies people.” Said Edgy eventually.
“Ah I know I shall do what I can,” Said Semajal.
“Good I will be back tomorrow” and with that FOG’s most violent member left his shop.
Poor Semajal was up all night preparing for Edgy, preparing the weapons with relevant ammo, cleaning that axe without damaging it and sharpening the end, Electrifying it by adding a small wire attached to a button on the handle took ours. But finally at 6 AM Semajal has finished and he went for his well deserved 2-hour sleep before he opened shop. He was very annoyed it was 2 minutes before closing time and still no sign of Edgy. Semajal had worked all night for nothing and as he prepared to shut up shop Edgy appeared through the door.
“Thank god I thought I worked all night for nothing!” Declared a relieved Semajal.
“All night?” Said Edgy, “Poor you” he continued and threw more money his way, “For your hard work” finished Edgy.
“How will you take it home?” asked Semajal.
“I won’t I thought of leaving it here” Said Edgy whilst checking out the equipment.
“HERE?” Said a startled Semajal!
“Don’t mind if I stay” said Edgy and with that he pulled out a sleeping bag and placed it on the floor.
“Guess not,” muttered Semajal as he left the shop.
Edgy hadn’t planned to stay for long he had spent all day watching FM, next on Dringo’s old list and Edgy intended to finish him off for good. Edgy picked up his mini Rocket Launcher a handgun and his new axe and left the shop.
FM was tired, he had spent all day cleaning up and now his young Son wanted him to play with his Harry Potter Lego he got for Christmas, “not now Son please” begged FM who had been working flat out since his wife went on her business trip. Edgy set himself up in the garden shed and pulled out his Mini Rocket launcher and aimed at FM slouched in his chair watching match of the day. Edgy spent the next few minutes with the configuration of the aiming system as FM left the room for the kitchen, he went for a cake and Tea and began to boil the kettle. Edgy was frustrated but he kept reminding himself if he had managed to wait 2 years he can wait another 5 minutes.
FM poured the Tea and sat back down, he placed the Tea on the table and sat down. At this point Edgy had placed the sight right on the chair and all he had to do was pull the trigger and as he did FM remembered his cake. The rocket hit the chair and exploded, the little boy who was sitting near the TV fell back and FM flew across the room and smashed into the wall, dodging the blast. FM held his head and looked up to see a dark figure storm across his garden with his axe in his hand. FM still in pain picked up his Son and darted towards the door, it was too late Edgy has stormed through the smashed Window and kicked the door shut. A Terrified FM more terrified for his Sons life knew who he was he didn’t even need a second look. He ran for the kitchen door as Edgy threw his axe and it smashed into the Kitchen doorframe. A defeated FM slowly turned around to see Edgy holding two pistols.
“Put the boy down” declared Edgy moving towards his axe. FM obliged as Edgy pulled his axe from the door. FM in a last desperate attempt kicked Edgy to the floor and grabbed Edgy’s axe, and tried to hit Edgy, Edgy rolled aside and the Axe smashed through the floorboards.
“That was your final fantasy” Said Edgy pointing his gun at FM as he tried to pull Edgy’s axe out of the floor. Edgy kicked FM to the floor and pointed his gun at him he pulled the catch back.
“I hate killing in cold blood,” informed Edgy when he felt a tug at his side.
“Please don’t kill my Daddy,” said the little boy.
“Please don’t he’s my friend,” said the boy with tears in his eyes.
“So was Dringo.” said Edgy and with that he lowered his gun pulled the axe out of the floor and walked away. The little boy ran towards FM, FM hugged him as he watched Dringo leave.
“We have a problem, the other one he’s back” said er-no.
“So I’ve heard,” said Goatboy.
“What does he hope to achieve?” asked Ant.
“Revenge” said FM still shaken from his experience.
“He doesn’t stand a chance alone” informed Meka.
“Haven’t you heard, he is apparently getting help from Semajal.” Said Sheepy.
“Who is he?” Asked Wookiee.
“He owns a small time gun shop” Explained Sniper.
“I have never faced a Hunter before what should I do” said a worried RBS.
“Don’t worry you won’t have to” Said Grix.
“I believe we should have a little word with Semajal,” said PB.
Next: A Notable Hunter Story: Year of the Dragon.
Semajal knew little about the Notables, he knew who they were of course but they were royalty and he has never seen one before but he had heard stories. Stories of how the Notables saved Gameaday from collapse, stories of how the Notables saved the lives of Newbies but he had also heard of the Notable Hunter stories. Stories of how two men stood up against the new royalty, stories of how Edgy single handedly injured all the Notables with his famous axe. He heard the Story of how Goatboy killed Dringo and Edgy disappeared never to return. But 2 years later here he was standing in his shop, Edgy looked up at him and snatched off his classes. Semajal was still dumbstruck when Edgy finally spoke:
“Yes I am Edgy, Yes Dringo is dead, Yes I am back and yes I could do with your help,” Said Edgy quickly as if reading Semajal’s mind.
“Oh how can I help,” Semajal said quickly.
“I am here to avenge the death of my fallen brother but that task isn’t easy, the Notables have grown in size and they posses new, powerful weapons, weapons supplied by your rival and weapons I need.” Edgy informed.
“I have no weapons like that,” said Semajal.
Edgy was Impatient he didn’t want to deal this so he pulled out of his pocket £10,000 and slapped it on the table.
“Follow Me,” said Semajal walking towards the back room. Edgy did as he was told and disappeared into the room as Semajal turned on the small light.
“We have Rocket Launchers, Photon Cannons, Farsights, Mini lasers, Premiums, Neutron cannons, Las Cannons, Bolters and homers” Said Semajal as Edgy glanced around the room.
“Yes, yes I’ll take them all,” declared Edgy throwing more money Semajal’s way.
Edgy pulled his axe out and held it out to Semajal, Semajal couldn’t believe it the legendary axe of Edgy many had fallen to its immense power and Semajal was lost in its beautiful carving.
“The blade needs sharpening, the things getting a bit dirty so will need a clean and I was thinking about electrifying it,” Said Edgy.
“Electrifying?” Said Semajal inquisitively.
“I dunno, so it well, electrifies people.” Said Edgy eventually.
“Ah I know I shall do what I can,” Said Semajal.
“Good I will be back tomorrow” and with that FOG’s most violent member left his shop.
Poor Semajal was up all night preparing for Edgy, preparing the weapons with relevant ammo, cleaning that axe without damaging it and sharpening the end, Electrifying it by adding a small wire attached to a button on the handle took ours. But finally at 6 AM Semajal has finished and he went for his well deserved 2-hour sleep before he opened shop. He was very annoyed it was 2 minutes before closing time and still no sign of Edgy. Semajal had worked all night for nothing and as he prepared to shut up shop Edgy appeared through the door.
“Thank god I thought I worked all night for nothing!” Declared a relieved Semajal.
“All night?” Said Edgy, “Poor you” he continued and threw more money his way, “For your hard work” finished Edgy.
“How will you take it home?” asked Semajal.
“I won’t I thought of leaving it here” Said Edgy whilst checking out the equipment.
“HERE?” Said a startled Semajal!
“Don’t mind if I stay” said Edgy and with that he pulled out a sleeping bag and placed it on the floor.
“Guess not,” muttered Semajal as he left the shop.
Edgy hadn’t planned to stay for long he had spent all day watching FM, next on Dringo’s old list and Edgy intended to finish him off for good. Edgy picked up his mini Rocket Launcher a handgun and his new axe and left the shop.
FM was tired, he had spent all day cleaning up and now his young Son wanted him to play with his Harry Potter Lego he got for Christmas, “not now Son please” begged FM who had been working flat out since his wife went on her business trip. Edgy set himself up in the garden shed and pulled out his Mini Rocket launcher and aimed at FM slouched in his chair watching match of the day. Edgy spent the next few minutes with the configuration of the aiming system as FM left the room for the kitchen, he went for a cake and Tea and began to boil the kettle. Edgy was frustrated but he kept reminding himself if he had managed to wait 2 years he can wait another 5 minutes.
FM poured the Tea and sat back down, he placed the Tea on the table and sat down. At this point Edgy had placed the sight right on the chair and all he had to do was pull the trigger and as he did FM remembered his cake. The rocket hit the chair and exploded, the little boy who was sitting near the TV fell back and FM flew across the room and smashed into the wall, dodging the blast. FM held his head and looked up to see a dark figure storm across his garden with his axe in his hand. FM still in pain picked up his Son and darted towards the door, it was too late Edgy has stormed through the smashed Window and kicked the door shut. A Terrified FM more terrified for his Sons life knew who he was he didn’t even need a second look. He ran for the kitchen door as Edgy threw his axe and it smashed into the Kitchen doorframe. A defeated FM slowly turned around to see Edgy holding two pistols.
“Put the boy down” declared Edgy moving towards his axe. FM obliged as Edgy pulled his axe from the door. FM in a last desperate attempt kicked Edgy to the floor and grabbed Edgy’s axe, and tried to hit Edgy, Edgy rolled aside and the Axe smashed through the floorboards.
“That was your final fantasy” Said Edgy pointing his gun at FM as he tried to pull Edgy’s axe out of the floor. Edgy kicked FM to the floor and pointed his gun at him he pulled the catch back.
“I hate killing in cold blood,” informed Edgy when he felt a tug at his side.
“Please don’t kill my Daddy,” said the little boy.
“Please don’t he’s my friend,” said the boy with tears in his eyes.
“So was Dringo.” said Edgy and with that he lowered his gun pulled the axe out of the floor and walked away. The little boy ran towards FM, FM hugged him as he watched Dringo leave.
“We have a problem, the other one he’s back” said er-no.
“So I’ve heard,” said Goatboy.
“What does he hope to achieve?” asked Ant.
“Revenge” said FM still shaken from his experience.
“He doesn’t stand a chance alone” informed Meka.
“Haven’t you heard, he is apparently getting help from Semajal.” Said Sheepy.
“Who is he?” Asked Wookiee.
“He owns a small time gun shop” Explained Sniper.
“I have never faced a Hunter before what should I do” said a worried RBS.
“Don’t worry you won’t have to” Said Grix.
“I believe we should have a little word with Semajal,” said PB.
Next: A Notable Hunter Story: Year of the Dragon.
Good story! Never looked in on your stories before but this is good. Well done!
*Dringo starts compiling all the stories together*
nice story.
come on all read this story
i will have to find the other parts and re read them as well...
i will have to find the other parts and re read them as well...
Very good Dringo can't wait for the next installment
Don't worry Edgy I wouldn't be able to do it either after that plea from the boy, if only i was still about...
FM lives....for now.
Excellent work Dringo, these get better every time. I'm still holding out for Dringo's magical return (somehow..).
Keep them coming!
Keep them coming!
Semajal’s life changed that day; he owned a popular back street Weapon shop only a mile away from SR towers and it was pretty quite well it normally was on a Tuesday but his first customer was someone he never expected. 12.52 nearly lunch time thought Semajal as he rested his head on the counter when the door opened. Semajal stood up with a shot, his first customer, he wore dark glasses, his hair spiked up, he wore a black coat, and he seemed similar to Neo from the Matrix. Semajal wouldn’t have had a clue who he was if he hadn’t of spotted the axe attached to his back… Could it be the legendary Edgy?
Semajal knew little about the Notables, he knew who they were of course but they were royalty and he has never seen one before but he had heard stories. Stories of how the Notables saved Gameaday from collapse, stories of how the Notables saved the lives of Newbies but he had also heard of the Notable Hunter stories. Stories of how two men stood up against the new royalty, stories of how Edgy single handedly injured all the Notables with his famous axe. He heard the Story of how Goatboy killed Dringo and Edgy disappeared never to return. But 2 years later here he was standing in his shop, Edgy looked up at him and snatched off his classes. Semajal was still dumbstruck when Edgy finally spoke:
“Yes I am Edgy, Yes Dringo is dead, Yes I am back and yes I could do with your help,” Said Edgy quickly as if reading Semajal’s mind.
“Oh how can I help,” Semajal said quickly.
“I am here to avenge the death of my fallen brother but that task isn’t easy, the Notables have grown in size and they posses new, powerful weapons, weapons supplied by your rival and weapons I need.” Edgy informed.
“I have no weapons like that,” said Semajal.
Edgy was Impatient he didn’t want to deal this so he pulled out of his pocket £10,000 and slapped it on the table.
“Follow Me,” said Semajal walking towards the back room. Edgy did as he was told and disappeared into the room as Semajal turned on the small light.
“We have Rocket Launchers, Photon Cannons, Farsights, Mini lasers, Premiums, Neutron cannons, Las Cannons, Bolters and homers” Said Semajal as Edgy glanced around the room.
“Yes, yes I’ll take them all,” declared Edgy throwing more money Semajal’s way.
Edgy pulled his axe out and held it out to Semajal, Semajal couldn’t believe it the legendary axe of Edgy many had fallen to its immense power and Semajal was lost in its beautiful carving.
“The blade needs sharpening, the things getting a bit dirty so will need a clean and I was thinking about electrifying it,” Said Edgy.
“Electrifying?” Said Semajal inquisitively.
“I dunno, so it well, electrifies people.” Said Edgy eventually.
“Ah I know I shall do what I can,” Said Semajal.
“Good I will be back tomorrow” and with that FOG’s most violent member left his shop.
Poor Semajal was up all night preparing for Edgy, preparing the weapons with relevant ammo, cleaning that axe without damaging it and sharpening the end, Electrifying it by adding a small wire attached to a button on the handle took ours. But finally at 6 AM Semajal has finished and he went for his well deserved 2-hour sleep before he opened shop. He was very annoyed it was 2 minutes before closing time and still no sign of Edgy. Semajal had worked all night for nothing and as he prepared to shut up shop Edgy appeared through the door.
“Thank god I thought I worked all night for nothing!” Declared a relieved Semajal.
“All night?” Said Edgy, “Poor you” he continued and threw more money his way, “For your hard work” finished Edgy.
“How will you take it home?” asked Semajal.
“I won’t I thought of leaving it here” Said Edgy whilst checking out the equipment.
“HERE?” Said a startled Semajal!
“Don’t mind if I stay” said Edgy and with that he pulled out a sleeping bag and placed it on the floor.
“Guess not,” muttered Semajal as he left the shop.
Edgy hadn’t planned to stay for long he had spent all day watching FM, next on Dringo’s old list and Edgy intended to finish him off for good. Edgy picked up his mini Rocket Launcher a handgun and his new axe and left the shop.
FM was tired, he had spent all day cleaning up and now his young Son wanted him to play with his Harry Potter Lego he got for Christmas, “not now Son please” begged FM who had been working flat out since his wife went on her business trip. Edgy set himself up in the garden shed and pulled out his Mini Rocket launcher and aimed at FM slouched in his chair watching match of the day. Edgy spent the next few minutes with the configuration of the aiming system as FM left the room for the kitchen, he went for a cake and Tea and began to boil the kettle. Edgy was frustrated but he kept reminding himself if he had managed to wait 2 years he can wait another 5 minutes.
FM poured the Tea and sat back down, he placed the Tea on the table and sat down. At this point Edgy had placed the sight right on the chair and all he had to do was pull the trigger and as he did FM remembered his cake. The rocket hit the chair and exploded, the little boy who was sitting near the TV fell back and FM flew across the room and smashed into the wall, dodging the blast. FM held his head and looked up to see a dark figure storm across his garden with his axe in his hand. FM still in pain picked up his Son and darted towards the door, it was too late Edgy has stormed through the smashed Window and kicked the door shut. A Terrified FM more terrified for his Sons life knew who he was he didn’t even need a second look. He ran for the kitchen door as Edgy threw his axe and it smashed into the Kitchen doorframe. A defeated FM slowly turned around to see Edgy holding two pistols.
“Put the boy down” declared Edgy moving towards his axe. FM obliged as Edgy pulled his axe from the door. FM in a last desperate attempt kicked Edgy to the floor and grabbed Edgy’s axe, and tried to hit Edgy, Edgy rolled aside and the Axe smashed through the floorboards.
“That was your final fantasy” Said Edgy pointing his gun at FM as he tried to pull Edgy’s axe out of the floor. Edgy kicked FM to the floor and pointed his gun at him he pulled the catch back.
“I hate killing in cold blood,” informed Edgy when he felt a tug at his side.
“Please don’t kill my Daddy,” said the little boy.
“Please don’t he’s my friend,” said the boy with tears in his eyes.
“So was Dringo.” said Edgy and with that he lowered his gun pulled the axe out of the floor and walked away. The little boy ran towards FM, FM hugged him as he watched Dringo leave.
“We have a problem, the other one he’s back” said er-no.
“So I’ve heard,” said Goatboy.
“What does he hope to achieve?” asked Ant.
“Revenge” said FM still shaken from his experience.
“He doesn’t stand a chance alone” informed Meka.
“Haven’t you heard, he is apparently getting help from Semajal.” Said Sheepy.
“Who is he?” Asked Wookiee.
“He owns a small time gun shop” Explained Sniper.
“I have never faced a Hunter before what should I do” said a worried RBS.
“Don’t worry you won’t have to” Said Grix.
“I believe we should have a little word with Semajal,” said PB.
Next: A Notable Hunter Story: Year of the Dragon.
Semajal knew little about the Notables, he knew who they were of course but they were royalty and he has never seen one before but he had heard stories. Stories of how the Notables saved Gameaday from collapse, stories of how the Notables saved the lives of Newbies but he had also heard of the Notable Hunter stories. Stories of how two men stood up against the new royalty, stories of how Edgy single handedly injured all the Notables with his famous axe. He heard the Story of how Goatboy killed Dringo and Edgy disappeared never to return. But 2 years later here he was standing in his shop, Edgy looked up at him and snatched off his classes. Semajal was still dumbstruck when Edgy finally spoke:
“Yes I am Edgy, Yes Dringo is dead, Yes I am back and yes I could do with your help,” Said Edgy quickly as if reading Semajal’s mind.
“Oh how can I help,” Semajal said quickly.
“I am here to avenge the death of my fallen brother but that task isn’t easy, the Notables have grown in size and they posses new, powerful weapons, weapons supplied by your rival and weapons I need.” Edgy informed.
“I have no weapons like that,” said Semajal.
Edgy was Impatient he didn’t want to deal this so he pulled out of his pocket £10,000 and slapped it on the table.
“Follow Me,” said Semajal walking towards the back room. Edgy did as he was told and disappeared into the room as Semajal turned on the small light.
“We have Rocket Launchers, Photon Cannons, Farsights, Mini lasers, Premiums, Neutron cannons, Las Cannons, Bolters and homers” Said Semajal as Edgy glanced around the room.
“Yes, yes I’ll take them all,” declared Edgy throwing more money Semajal’s way.
Edgy pulled his axe out and held it out to Semajal, Semajal couldn’t believe it the legendary axe of Edgy many had fallen to its immense power and Semajal was lost in its beautiful carving.
“The blade needs sharpening, the things getting a bit dirty so will need a clean and I was thinking about electrifying it,” Said Edgy.
“Electrifying?” Said Semajal inquisitively.
“I dunno, so it well, electrifies people.” Said Edgy eventually.
“Ah I know I shall do what I can,” Said Semajal.
“Good I will be back tomorrow” and with that FOG’s most violent member left his shop.
Poor Semajal was up all night preparing for Edgy, preparing the weapons with relevant ammo, cleaning that axe without damaging it and sharpening the end, Electrifying it by adding a small wire attached to a button on the handle took ours. But finally at 6 AM Semajal has finished and he went for his well deserved 2-hour sleep before he opened shop. He was very annoyed it was 2 minutes before closing time and still no sign of Edgy. Semajal had worked all night for nothing and as he prepared to shut up shop Edgy appeared through the door.
“Thank god I thought I worked all night for nothing!” Declared a relieved Semajal.
“All night?” Said Edgy, “Poor you” he continued and threw more money his way, “For your hard work” finished Edgy.
“How will you take it home?” asked Semajal.
“I won’t I thought of leaving it here” Said Edgy whilst checking out the equipment.
“HERE?” Said a startled Semajal!
“Don’t mind if I stay” said Edgy and with that he pulled out a sleeping bag and placed it on the floor.
“Guess not,” muttered Semajal as he left the shop.
Edgy hadn’t planned to stay for long he had spent all day watching FM, next on Dringo’s old list and Edgy intended to finish him off for good. Edgy picked up his mini Rocket Launcher a handgun and his new axe and left the shop.
FM was tired, he had spent all day cleaning up and now his young Son wanted him to play with his Harry Potter Lego he got for Christmas, “not now Son please” begged FM who had been working flat out since his wife went on her business trip. Edgy set himself up in the garden shed and pulled out his Mini Rocket launcher and aimed at FM slouched in his chair watching match of the day. Edgy spent the next few minutes with the configuration of the aiming system as FM left the room for the kitchen, he went for a cake and Tea and began to boil the kettle. Edgy was frustrated but he kept reminding himself if he had managed to wait 2 years he can wait another 5 minutes.
FM poured the Tea and sat back down, he placed the Tea on the table and sat down. At this point Edgy had placed the sight right on the chair and all he had to do was pull the trigger and as he did FM remembered his cake. The rocket hit the chair and exploded, the little boy who was sitting near the TV fell back and FM flew across the room and smashed into the wall, dodging the blast. FM held his head and looked up to see a dark figure storm across his garden with his axe in his hand. FM still in pain picked up his Son and darted towards the door, it was too late Edgy has stormed through the smashed Window and kicked the door shut. A Terrified FM more terrified for his Sons life knew who he was he didn’t even need a second look. He ran for the kitchen door as Edgy threw his axe and it smashed into the Kitchen doorframe. A defeated FM slowly turned around to see Edgy holding two pistols.
“Put the boy down” declared Edgy moving towards his axe. FM obliged as Edgy pulled his axe from the door. FM in a last desperate attempt kicked Edgy to the floor and grabbed Edgy’s axe, and tried to hit Edgy, Edgy rolled aside and the Axe smashed through the floorboards.
“That was your final fantasy” Said Edgy pointing his gun at FM as he tried to pull Edgy’s axe out of the floor. Edgy kicked FM to the floor and pointed his gun at him he pulled the catch back.
“I hate killing in cold blood,” informed Edgy when he felt a tug at his side.
“Please don’t kill my Daddy,” said the little boy.
“Please don’t he’s my friend,” said the boy with tears in his eyes.
“So was Dringo.” said Edgy and with that he lowered his gun pulled the axe out of the floor and walked away. The little boy ran towards FM, FM hugged him as he watched Dringo leave.
“We have a problem, the other one he’s back” said er-no.
“So I’ve heard,” said Goatboy.
“What does he hope to achieve?” asked Ant.
“Revenge” said FM still shaken from his experience.
“He doesn’t stand a chance alone” informed Meka.
“Haven’t you heard, he is apparently getting help from Semajal.” Said Sheepy.
“Who is he?” Asked Wookiee.
“He owns a small time gun shop” Explained Sniper.
“I have never faced a Hunter before what should I do” said a worried RBS.
“Don’t worry you won’t have to” Said Grix.
“I believe we should have a little word with Semajal,” said PB.
Next: A Notable Hunter Story: Year of the Dragon.