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1943 * World War II - Spurred into action by the battles at Iwo Jima, Okinawa, Leyte Gulf, and the Philippine Sea, the Japanese eugenics research department begins focusing a large portion of their development towards perfecting a super soldier, making their first prototypical breakthrough on a young soldier named Yuusuke Sasaki in December of that year. During battle testing however, Yuusuke proved to be unstable and killed both Japanese and Americans indiscriminately and was eventually put to death by being beheaded by a Japanese officer amidst the chaos. 1944 * World War II - The second breakthrough is made in the Japanese super soldier

Six months in and it hadn't changed from the first day. Even now death hung in the air. You could smell it. The houses were devoid of any signs of life. The streets were deserted. We had cleared the town of zeds about a week ago. Of course those ghosts still lingered. The infected. The smart ones. The ones who didn't suffer rigor mortis. But with that giant burning ball of gas called the sun hanging in the sky we were safe. They wouldn't brave the light. So we made our way to my house. We'd received word from a survivors in Arkansas that there were still fort-towns in the east. That message brought hope. Hope that I'd long forsaken. Hope that

Previously on Hunters... Tyler's ears perked up at hearing this. " Edge." He said putting the bottle down. " I need to know if you can track a wendigo." Tyler said looking up from the bottle. " Maybe." Edge paused " So where're we heading?" Edge asked putting on a helmet. " Montana." Tyler replied. " What happened to Dave? I want to know what we're dealing with." Alan asked Tyler as he walked into the room. " You really wanna know?" Tyler closed the door behind him. " Yeah." " Okay. I'll tell ya. You're hunting this thing too. You deserve to know." Tyler said, preparing to tell Alan the cold hard truth about Dave's death. "Hunting t

Previously on Hunters... "I need a new partner. You in?" Tyler replied taking a bite out of a new apple. " Fine. I'll come. When do we leave?" Alan replied. "On Edge" St. Claire, Virginia Tyler lifted the window open while Alan stood watch. They'd been on the hunt for a week and all their information led to this house, an old ran down shack buried deep in the woods. Tyler climbed in the window slowly, followed by Alan, shutting the window behind him. Both men pulled out their respective pistol and a flashlight. Tyler turned to Alan and whispered, " You check the back room. I'll salt the exits." Alan nodded turning his flashlight on and

Previously on Hunters... Alan fell onto his back with a thud. His assailant pounced on top of him only for Alan to throw a wild punch connecting with the man's jaw. Taking the momentary advantage, Alan slammed the man's head into the nearby stove and scrambled to get out from under him. Shaking off punishment, Alan's assailant flicked out a knife and lunged at him. Alan caught the man's arm and twisted it behind his back taking the knife from his hand. The man chuckled and flipped Alan over head putting him back on the floor. As he went to get up the man pulled a gun from behind his back, pointed it down at Alan, and held him down with his f

Brandy, Oklahoma Alan's eyes opened and he began to adjust to the darkness of his bed room. Sliding his legs out from under the blankets, he quietly got up as not to disturb Tara laying beside him. He slid in a pair of jeans and made his way down the staircase just outside the already open door. Thunder clapped outside and he nearly allowed himself to think the crash that had caused him to stir was from the weather. All was still as Alan entered the kitchen, watching every visible inch of the room. Hearing a noise behind him, he spun and was met with the heel of a hiking boot in the face. Alan fell onto his back with a thud. His assailant p

I miss them. Those quiet days, sitting at home on the internet. Slow new days. Going to church. Heck, I even miss work. I was a manager over the frozen section of a grocery store once. King of the Frozen Peas. That's what the called me before the world went mad. Before the first bomb popped. Before the zeds came. Before fort-towns. Before Hell was full. I was an average guy. Normal as they come. Then one day some towel head decided to set off some bombs. We didn't think it could happen. A second 9/11 ten years after the first. Except this hit worldwide. Millions died, millions more went to quarantine. That was the first day I was happy, heck