((HAPPY SPOOKTOBER EVERYONE! The time has come for the jungles of South America to be filled with unusual Predators, those being of the undead or the super natural or even the vengeful spirits of wrongly done. However every story has a hint of reality to the biggest of folklore, now let’s meet our first Monster of the Halloween Month))
The tale begins of a Hish Slave (Yautja Slave) of a strong army belonging to the Amengi (Predator slave Masters) people, he was nothing special like a general or a mythical warrior but instead was a common grunt. A warrior meant to die in battle, but with each battle ending he was the only one to come back when the dust had settled. His legend grew from a common grunt to a god like being, many of the slave soldiers believing he was blessed by the gods to carry out their wishes of victory for his people. To the Amengi he was a problem, he was a symbol to his people of being stronger then they ever could have thought.
So with each battle or mission grew more dangerous and even considered suicidal, each mission completed left the warrior losing more and more of himself along with his sanity. Eventually this would get so bad that the Amengi set up a plan to assassinate the Hish Warrior, with only a small group of Amengi warriors escorting the warrior to a closed area. Then it happened with the Hish Slave Warrior falling to the blades of his masters, stabbed multiple times and left bleeding in the charred soil his soul slowly left his body. The small Amengi group came back to the army with many of the slaves looking for their half god warrior, but reality settled that he was gone…the luck finally running out.
The army faced a horrible experience with each battle becoming harder to win, and they where losing more bodies then they could recruit or produce. With one night a mighty storm thundered and roared, the doors that attacked itself to the gate around the army camp sight flew open. A dark figured shuffled through the camp with skin bleached black and dried glowing blood across his body, it was the Slave Hish warrior. He dragged his broken bow behind him and walked to the heart of the camp where his Amengi Masters waited for him, circled him and readied themselves for a fight. All they found was a broken soul oh his knees waiting for death again, to which the Amengi where happy to grant with one raising his arms unsheathing a double bone wristblade.
With one motion the Amengi striked! But his attack didn’t land and to the shock of others the Hish warrior held the wristblades inches away from his face. It was now the Hish’s turn to which he shoved his cold dead hands inside the Amengi’s chest and ripped out the glowing orange heart. Thought the history of the Amengi inslaving the Hish, he was the first to defy his masters and survive……this defiance inspired others. The Amengi where attacked by the other Hish slaves, being thrown, ripped apart, broken and slaughtered horrifically with one as a show of respect to the Defiant Hish, lifted a Amengi General and broke his back on his knees, blood spewing everywhere as the God like warrior watched with approval.
This is the story of the spark of a rebellion, the seed that would bloom other defiant warriors…the slave who became a god….becoming “The Dark Hunter” said to be the God who claims all who have died as that was the hunt of life. With many years going by, the Undead Hish Warrior grew a army of undead soldiers, those who wished to enter said army had to experience death and survive for only them could you be one of them. This Warrior does not have a name for he wasn’t blessed with one, but his people and many others will know him for ever as “Cetanu: The Grim Reaper of the Yautja/Hish Society and Mythology”.