The Hunter 2: And the Master plan

Chapter one:End of year

The night was quite and seldom in the town of salem Massachuttes, families in thier homes talking around dinner tabels, kids doing homeowrk and some just hanging out. Oh how Trevor missed that relaxing feeling. Trevor was walking alone under the street lights in pajama pants and puma shoes a leather jacket to keep him warm. An emrald pendant haning from his neck, dangiling, rocking from side to side as he walked. A stake in one of his sleeves, a tiny leather bond taty tarnaged book in the other. Trevor managed to let his recently short blonde hair to grow taty and long, his white skin flourshing in the florscent light on the moon. Trevor walked into a graveyard and wonderd around for a little seemingly looking for something. Trevor made his way to a stone that just said R.I.P "guess he didn't have family" Trevor mutterd to himself. The moon in the sky was full and still, illuminating in the night sky. Trevor began to talk to the gravestone. "you know, that that moon, the one right there in the sky, has a purpose. It's hear to keep this world from turning into turmoil, same as me, without me the whole world would be in choas", Trevor said to to the gravestone. Then the paved ground began to quake and shake, and Trevor jumped off the stone onto the ground in fight ready stnace. A pale hand extended from the dirt as if the hand was gasping for air another hand soon later appeared and began to pull hisself up and a minute later a body poped out of the dirt and snarled at Trevor. Trevor then.... To be continued