Summary/background
So, MCs name is Nathaniel lockwood he was born in a hunter family not a very well-known one, but they could live without having a normal job. At 1 year old the hunter's tattoo appeared at his left chest and continue to grow along with him his parents decided they didn't have a choice and start training as soon as he could. At 4 years old his mother died in an accident and his father started his training in the hunter's ways and conditioning while they were traveling around the United States solving cases. At 15 years old he had his first kill and many more followed also he and his father had many fights throughout the years as they couldn't connect and his father in his grief treated him more like a soldier than a son. And now we are at 17 years old seven months after his birthday.
Chapter 1
|At a random factory|
|Nate's POV|
The job was a bust the wendigos knew we were coming and set up a trap. They outnumbered us 3 to 1 we lost the guns as they ambushed but we still had a knife and a machete we managed to kill 3 of them and while I was finishing one the other 2 ganged on my father and throw him in the air he landed on a broken pipe, and it went through his guts.
"NO! Father!" I shouted while cutting the head of the one I was fighting.
I run snatching the shotgun blasting one of them to pieces. In the meantime, the other one run up a machinery and jumped at me I rolled back but his was fast and pinned me down as he was about to bite my head off, I grabbed my knife and stabbed him right to his head. I throw him away and run up to my dad, but it was too late he was already dead.
Knowing what I must do I huddle the bodies together dose them in gasoline and burn at the same time I pick up my father and put him in the car and drive away.
On the road I call one of dad's contacts "hey holden...am coming to you right now can y- can you prepare to cremate a body?" "Hey yeah...yeah of course I can, is everything all right?" "No, it's dad he died" and I close the call and sped up.
|2 hour later at Holden's place|
I stand there watching the fire burn not knowing what to do think or do now and my mind goes through all the what ifs and not torturing me while I mourn for my father. I always followed dad doing whatever he wanted to do going from city to city and state to state for the job, staying alone in a hotel for day to days while he went for hunting, leaving me to train and read about the creatures he hunts, until the day come to join him.
Now am alone and I don't know what a want to do where to go do I just continue the hunting or just... I don't know, all my life it was drilled in my head how to handle weapons and all the different creatures that are out there their abilities and weaknesses so I never had a normal life. My father kept saying that it was our responsibility since we knew the truth about the world, we had many fights about that why I had to sacrifice my life for the rest of the world in the end with our fights and the way he handled things had us drift apart from one another.
"How are you holding up?" holden call me out giving me a beer.
"Am ok holden am... it just I don't know" I say and drink while holden sighs.
"Do you know what you are going to do?" he tries again.
"I don't know" I replied back.
"Look why don't we hit the bed hah you tired and emotional, we talk tomorrow with clear mind" and he put his arm around my shoulder and pulls me in the house.
| next day|
I wake up with a headache from last night's drinking and feeling slump. I get up to get some coffee to nurse the pain and sit outside to think what am going to do now.
"Good morning, Nate how you are feeling today" holden comes over and sits next to me trying to see how am holding up from my body language.
"a little better, still thinking what I want to do, if I continue as a hunter am going to need a partner or a team and as you know with my father's social skills and fame, they would prefer to shoot me than work with me. On the other hand, I don't know anything else to do all my time was spent on learning the ropes."
"How about school?" "wha- Really holden?"
"Wait here me out ok look like you said other won't work with you because of Oliver, right? So, try high school get a hobby and if think it not for you and you want to go back to business most will have forgotten your father and you and will be easier don't you think? and you won't have to worry about money as of yesterday you own your family estates." holden rambles about his plan while I think about it.
"Ok ok you clearly have thought about it and I don't have anything to lose and it's better than just mopping around anyway"
"So, money is not a problem you have to buy a house with a basement for your arsenal in case of emergency, furnish it, install a security system, hire someone to do the chores for you when you are at school, get fake papers and enroll you to a school I think that is all" holden says while he goes over the list in case, he forgot something.
"And where am going? I asked.
"You going to beacon hills" "Anything special about it"
"No nothing not right now at least well it was used to be a werewolf territory until someone decided to burn them all in their house and there was a hunter family there at the same time so maybe it was them, I don't know but since then it hasn't shown any supernatural activity so I think it safe as you don't have to be on alert and get to live a normal live" holden finishes with a grin on his face.
"Good enough let's get working then".
