We stood, all of us Hunters. I looked to my right and left. My greatest friends and comrades stood with me. We knew why we were here...today was the first day of war. I looked across a wide grassy plain. There stood another group of people, the Slayers. In their front line stood Darkside. Next to him stood my father. Both of them were going to come strait for me. I knew it. I flexed my arms, and I gripped my sword. "Today it begins..." I said under my breath. Our lead counsil member, Gladstone, stood in front of all of us. "My people...we have fought with the Slayers for years, but today we begin war!" he boomed to us. Gladstone was in his six hundreds, but only looked about thirty. There was a gun shot, and then a blur behind Gladstones turned head. A man landed on the ground, and a bullet landed next to him. The man's face was cover with a cover, and a hood. His scythe lowered. "They have sent the first attack!" roared a man in the back.
"We should attack now!" added another.
"Yes we should!" Gladstone roared, and he turned toward the Slayers. "Go now, and attack my people...kill, and die a worthy death!" he ordered, and as soon as the word left his lips the Hunters raged forward to accept their fates. "And now it begins..." I said starting to charge forward myself.
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