Oo About Vee Chomping Hunter (E4) For The Template?

Oo about Vee chomping Hunter (E4) for the template?

Done + Luz and King in 1E :3

template if yall wanna do it :]

Just watched the new Helluva Boss episode safe to say the fixations coming back :,)

Day 5 June of Doom: It's not as bad as it looks (bite) (tw blood and violence)

Lilith had never liked that brat of a Golden Guard. Always got "special treatment" from Belos, despite hardly struggling a day in his life as far as she could tell. Titan how she wished she could just bash his stupid mask in. Alas, Belos never hesitated to put the two together on missions.

She made the assumption the Golden Guard was at least an adult, which only made her blood boil more every time she was forced to listen to his obnoxious voice and put up with his petty attitude. She couldn't help but scoff as he ordered a guard to leave him alone, despite the poor coven scout only trying to help the Golden Guard fix his cloak that had twisted up a bit and got caught on a door handle.

The mission was simple. Go hunt down a stonesleeper spotted near Forearm Forest. Why? No one really knew, but they were trained to follow orders not question them. So on the airship they went, Lilith and the Golden Guard joined by a small patrol of coven scouts. Thank Titan Hunter stayed on the opposite side of the airship the entire time, seemingly looking over the edge at the ground below.

Lilith couldn't help but chuckle as they thudded to a stop and the Golden Guard almost toppled forward right off the ship. She watched as he threatened to blast the head off a guard nearby who had snickered, before storming off the ship. "Come on, let's get this over with." He grumbled. His annoyance felt nice to Lilith.

The patrol trecked through the outskirts of Forearm Forest, the ground marshy and muddy from a recent bought of acid rain in the area. Lilith simply allowed the Golden Guard to lead. As much as it annoyed her, this was his mission, and she was simply tagging along to help if need be. The Golden Guard ubruptly held his hand out to stop the group in their tracks.

"It's through this underbrush. Attack on three, and aim for the belly." The Golden Guard instructed firmly, before counting down on his fingers. One. Two. Three.

The group lunged out from the underbrush, the stonesleeper immediately awoken and alert. Before they could do anything the stonesleeper charged, some coven scouts hardly moving in time from being trampled. The witches started their attack, launching various spells at the stonesleeper's tough scales to not much avail.

The beast suddenly let out a horrific screech when the Golden Guard stabbed a spike of ice through its leg, dragging it out so the demon bled deep red crimson. Then it charged, and the Golden Guard couldn't move in time. It dug its massive maw into his leg, dragging the boy into the air.

Lilith didn't know why, but sparks of panic started to jump around her chest as she watched. The stonesleeper threw him around, shaking him in the air. Lilith could see red coating the stonesleeper's beak-like mouth, it's sharp teeth dug into his leg.

The coven scouts started pressing attacks left and right, trying to free to Golden Guard who was trying to escape from the grasp and successfully kicking the beast in the eye. Lilith took a breathe, twirling her staff in a circle to summon a large ice spike to pierce the beast through the heart.

She watched as it shrieked, dropping the Golden Guard to the floor before it toppled over, dead. The coven scouts cheered, but Lilith couldn't help the uneasiness clawing at her mind. Why was she do concerned? The coven scouts immediately got to dragging the dead stonesleeper to the airship, but Lilith stayed put.

She than walked towards the golden guard. His mask had clattered off and shattered from being dropped, it laying a distance away from him. With his face revealed Lilith had to suppress a gasp. This was... a kid. This wasn't some petty adult, This was literally a /child/.

The Golden Guard forced himself into a sitting position, his cloak and outfit covered in mud and blood. There was a hole in his pants where the beast had torn through the cloth and dug its mouth into his leg, where it was bleeding profusely. Oh Titan this was a child!

Lilith knelt down next to him. "Golden Guard... do you, need assistance?" She tried to keep her formal usual slightly annoyed tone but it was far harder when guilt filled her heart and concern flooded her mind. Hunter winced a bit, before looking up at her. "I'm fine... it's not as bad as it looks..." he muttered, shoving himself up to stand and keeping all weight off that leg.

The motherly urge to help him stand almost prompted her to help support him, but with the annoyed look that was returned to the boy's face she decided against that. "Very well. Let's get going." She said with false coldness, turning around.

His voice suprised her when he spoke again. "...thank you. For, saving me back there." He muttered, following after her. Titan why did he look so young? Why was Belos putting a child in such high power? Was she just imagining the eyebags under those bright magenta eyes?

"...it was my duty. It means nothing" she responded, before walking swiftly ahead away from him and onto the ship. The Golden Guard's ears folded back a bit, but he just sighed and nodded curtly, before following with a heavy limp.

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June of Doom day three: Well, well, well... (hiding) (tw manipulation, violence, abuse)

Run. Don't stop. Stop for a moment, and he'll catch you. That was all that ran through Hunter's mind as he dashed down the seemingly endless halls. He could hear faint chirping but it was so distant it got drowned out by the hammering in his head and the blood rushing through his ears.

Hunter could see distantly a turn in the hall. Maybe an escape? He had thought he knew this palace like the back of his hand, but these halls seemed twisted, unfamiliar. He skidded to a stop to turn. But one stop was one two many. The turn in the hall was blocked, by one piercing blue eye and a stare cold and dead as ever.

Hunter staggered back with a started yelp, covering his mouth to muffle the scream threatening to escape his mouth. *no no no hes gone he's dead! There's no way, theres-* his panicked train of thoughts was cut off by a cold hand tilting his chin upward. Hunter tried to step back again but was met with a wall behind him, pressing himself against it trying to get as far away from Belos as possible.

"My dear Hunter... why have you done this to me..." Belos murmered with false regret and sadness. Hunter was trembling, the chirping in his ear getting a bit louder. He couldn't gain the nerves to speak. "I always wanted what was best for you... but I guess some people are just born evil, aren't they?" Belos purred, that wretched mask covering the maniacal smirk on the emperors face.

"Y-your not real! Your gone!" Hunter squeeked in a much less dignified tone than he meant to. Belos simply chuckled in response, grabbing Hunter by the collar of the shirt. "Well, well, well... the grimwalker has a voice does he?" Belos hissed. Only one eye visible where a crack went through the emperors mask, but one cold blue eye was enough to send chills up Hunter's spine.

Hunter frantically claws at Belos's hands, needing to get away, to escape. But Belos didn't soften his grip. Something chirped in the boys ear. "Wake up..." it was faint. Faint enough he thought he imagined it. "Trust me... I'm completely real my dear. And I'm coming for you and your friends. You might as well say goodbye to them now." Belos sneered.

"No! No, your made up!" Hunter half-yelled but his voice felt scratchy and hoarse. "Your dead!" Hunter choked out. Belos gave a shrug. "Can't reason with crazy." He chuckled, before his open hand shifted into a vicious scythe, and all Hunter could feel was a sharp pain jolt out from his chest, than darkness.

An overwhelming darkness. Hunter tried opening his eyes. One sweet brown eye looked back with concern. Flapjack chirped worriedly as Hunter had sat up in a cold sweat panting for air. Why did that nightmare feel so /real/? Flapjack gently tugged at the noodle of hair on Hunter's head, chirping softly. "Calm breathe, Hunter," the bird trilled quietly. "Safe in human realm. Belos gone."

Hunter gently pet the bird on the head, trying to calm his shaking and fast breathe. He ran a hand through his shorter hair, glancing out the window at the night sky. Then he carefully pressed his forehead against the cardinals own fluffy head.

"Thank you..."

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Day two June of Doom: "Who did this to you?" (Alternative prompt) (tw blood, abuse)

"Please uncle, j-just, I promise I can help! If I can just know what exactly it is maybe..." Hunter stepped a bit closer to Belos, his expression desperate in stark contrast to his uncles peeved one. Hunter cautiously reached a hand up to touch the streak of muck across Belos's face. He hadn't told him not to, so he assumed it was okay. It wasn't.

Once his hand made very gentle contact with the much, he suddenly felt a sharp pain cut through his face and neck. Hunter staggered back, eyes wide and panicked as he touched a hand to the right side of his jaw. When he pulled it away blood coated his hand, the violent deep red color make his stomach flip.

Belos's hand, which had turned into a scythe made of that foul muck, receded back into him. "I told you, again and again Hunter. I will not accept wild magic as the solution. You will never ask again, understood? You will never ask again! Got it boy?!" Belos snarled, face twisted in anger and annoyance.

Hunter felt like he couldn't breathe. The deep cut went from the center of his neck up across the side of his jaw to the center of his cheek. He weakly nodded. "I-im s-sorry i-" he was cut off with a shove backwards. "I don't need your apologies. I need you to follow your orders, Hunter. I know you understand. I'm just trying to keep you safe. A good reminder should do just that. Your dismissed." Belos said coldly, with a swish of his cloak the emperor turned around to go back to his throne.

Hunter bowed slightly, trembling everywhere with his vision darkened at the edges. *I'll do better... made a mistake... I can do better... promise...* his mind rambled but nothing he could put into a coherent sentence. So with that he stood, shaking, and left, placing his mask back over his face.

Walking through the halls at a brisk pace, he ignored the stares for the crimson blood staining his cloak and gloves. He felt his legs starting to give out, sending waves of panic through his adrenaline filled head. Then he felt a firm gloved hand on his shoulder.

Hunter looked up, met with Darius's gaze. Oh no. He was just going to taunt him and that's not what he needed, he needed to get back to a healer and- "Golden guard? Earth to Golden Guard?" Darius squeezed his shoulder slightly. Darius looked... concerned? Why would he care about him? Then he felt a hand on the edge of his mask, and before he knew it Darius had pulled his mask off, his face of mild concern shifting to shock. Hunter had blood streaming from his neck and cheek, tears dotting his eyes. No no no, Darius couldn't see him like this, he couldn't he-

"Little prince.... who did this to you..." Darius said softly. All Hunter could remember was darkness surging through his vision, everything tilting sideways before nothing.

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Update on this challenge!

Fixed Luz's skin tone (it was way to dull before)

A3 request from @torontofarmboi

E2 request from @deadwardiann

B4 requested by my sister!