Disclaimer: I do not own the Monster Hunter franchise. I do, however, own the plot of this story, or at least, most of it.


Chapter 3: The First Hunt

"So," came the hellish whisper in my ear, "You believe that you humans are so great?" Turning towards the voice, I saw a large, two-horned beast. It let out a terrible screech, and I turned to flee its wrath. "Typical," it growled, "Humans are always claiming themselves to be the better races; hunting us down, killing our kind..."

"Disgusting," came another voice to my left, "All of you slay us. Do you not think that our feelings matter?" I looked at the voice's source, and saw a large, white dragon with two tusk-like fangs. "If you had never existed in the first place, perhaps our kind would not be almost dead."

I unsheathed my blade, and held it, trembling, in front of me, "L-leave me alone!" I screamed at the monstrous beings.

"Why do you not leave us alone?" Came another voice from behind me. Turning, I saw a long, lava-coated leviathan. "Isn't it ironic?" It asked, "You, a hunter, being able to communicate with our kind?"

"Shut up!" I shouted, clamping my hands over my ears, "This is a dream!" I screamed at the three monsters, "This isn't real! It can't be!"

"This is no dream," said the two-horned wyvern, "This is all real. This is happening to you right now." It placed its head into the air, and scraped its horrible, talons against the ground. "Everything you see before you is real."

"No!" I screamed, "This can't be happening! I-I can't actually talk to monsters!"

"Maybe," growled the leviathan, "But you will. You will form the bridge between our kinds, whether it be now, or years into the future. But you will."


My eyes burst open with horror at the nightmare that I'd only just had. "How?" I whispered, "How can I be a bridge between humanity and monsters? I can't even help myself, much less the monsters that I fight..." I shook my head, and exited the house.

The night sky was as dark as the depths of the ocean, but I knew that I couldn't return to my sleep. I yawned, but tried to fight off the drowsiness.

"Damn," I muttered, "Monsters expecting me to help them? I can't do anything like that. But, at the same time, I wish that I could." I shook my head, "If I could've saved any monsters that I've ever killed, I would, but... I'm useless."

Maybe a trip into Moga Woods would help me clear my mind? No, If I went there, I'd be hunting monsters, and that wasn't good for me at all.

Vail, Ray and I had returned from Moga Woods a couple of hours after nightfall, so we went straight into our lodging house so that we'd get some sleep for tomorrow. Of course, it didn't look like I'd be getting any sleep tonight. I yawned, tired, but knew that nightmares awaited me in my sleep.

I wanted to return to the house, to fight off the nightmares, but I was too afraid. Vail and Ray looked at me like I was a hero, but what they don't know is that I'm a terrible hunter, afraid of killing monsters. I was a coward; weak, pathetic, I was nothing more than talk. Talk with the ability to feel monsters' emotions.

That leviathan had told me that I'd become a great asset to both sides. This, of course, was impossible. How could I help something that I couldn't speak to? That, when we spoke, gave me fear?

I'm not sure how I managed to return to the lodging house, or how I fell back into sleep, but, somehow, I was able to.

That night, I dreamt of nothing, for there was nothing for me to dream about.


"Kev!" Shouted Ray, "C'mon Kev, wake up! We're going to help the chief's son gather the Resources to fix the base camp!"

I didn't want to wake up. I knew that "Resources" was just another term for slaughtering monsters. But, at the same time, I couldn't refuse to hunt. It was in my blood, whether I liked it or not. I stood up, and left the lodging house, exiting into the village square, or circle, as it was circular.

"So," I asked, already knowing the answer, "What are Resources?" I knew what the answer would be, but I wanted to hear it for sure before I made assumptions.

"Resources are obtained whenever you kill a monster," replied the chief's son, "But the best monsters to get them from are carnivores! Those little buggers are rich in 'em."

Just as I thought, but what else should I expect with a job title like "monster hunter"?

"Carnivores like Jaggi like to hang around Area 6 of Moga Woods," continued the chief's son. "Hunt a few down, and you'll be able to completely fix up the base camp."

Vail smirked, "Jaggi are some of the weakest monsters out there!" She laughed, "It'll be easy to take down a few of them!" Her hands slid around the handle of her Great Sword. "Especially with one of these."

"Don't discount me, either!" Ray said, "Nothing, not even the Lagiacrus itself, can keep me from hunting down monsters!" He closed his eyes dreamily. "A Lagiacrus! Can you imagine! I find it kind of odd that it can use lightning attacks underwater without frying itself, but that's just the beauty of it!"

I just shrugged, "I'm not sure about this," I said, "Jaggi can be extremely dangerous when they're in packs. Maybe I should just stay behind and-"

"Stay behind?" Asked Ray, "Do you want to miss the chance to hunt down some monsters that fight back?"

"Well, actually..."

"Hey!" Shouted the chief's son, "Aren't you guys going to hunt some monsters?"

"Of course!" Vail shouted back, "C'mon, guys! Let's go!"

I didn't have time to explain to them my want to quit that job, but maybe it was a sign? I was too worried about that nightmare the other night, but maybe it was just that, a nightmare. Perhaps it had nothing to do with my job as a monster hunter. Maybe it was just stress.

Of course, for me, things don't always go that easily.


Area 6 of Moga Woods is a nest for carnivores, and, looking at it now, I can see why. The ground is covered in soil, and many bones and small pits line the ground. On the southern side of the carnivores' nest was a large cliff, and carved into it were multiple small caverns. These likely serve as areas for Jaggi to sleep in.

Next to me, I heard Vail unsheathe her Iron Sword, and, after about ten seconds of waiting, she leapt into the middle of the area, drawing the attention of every Jaggi around. Ray, too, leapt forward, his hammer out. The two of them stood, pummeling Jaggi as they leapt too close. One of the Jaggi jumped towards them, nipping Ray on his arm.

Ray cried out in pain, as blood dripped down his arm. In shock, I ran into the fight, taking out a Jaggi with my blade. I winced in pain as its last memories of fear crept into my mind. I turned and struck down another as it bit me on my leg. As blood flowed from my wound, the Jaggi's last fearful thought of its brethren and its mate came into my head, causing me to cry out in anger. Why was I killing these creatures? They'd not done me much harm, and their last fears hurt me more than any blade could.

As I struck down a third Jaggi, its hatred of my kind entered into me, and, at that moment, I let out a scream. I couldn't believe that I'd screamed that horribly, but I had, and that was when I saw, out of the corner of my eye, a Jaggi, rushing straight at me, and I turned and stabbed it again. Its emotions echoed in my mind, and, at that moment, I felt that I could've dropped dead, right then and there.

That would put an end to this misery.


There you have it, the third chapter of Monster Hunter Tri Part One.

Admittedly, it was kind of hard to write with the action scene. I'm not too good at those.

Also, the chapter seems like it comes to an abrupt end, but that will be explained in the next chapter.

Originally, Kev was just going to be a regular hunter, but I added the ability to communicate with monsters once I realized that him just being a hunter would make the story simply a copy of the offline mode.

The story will follow the events of the offline mode, but with my own twists to it, such as Kev's nightmares. Also, the characters themselves add plot to the story, thereby making it mostly my own.

Anyway, please review so that I'll have your opinions of the story!