User blog:TheKillerMojo/The Order of The Monster Hunters

Chapter One: Order Amongst Chaos
In a forest out in a bright green demon realm, a troop of Order soldiers march down in rank and file onto a dirt road. These brave men wore steel plates of armor, protecting them from even the most destructive of blows from monsters. They had helmets that covered their faces, allowing them to retain their will and not bend to the charms and depravities of any monster. These soldiers of The Order stand fast amidst the terror and brutality of all monsters who seek to destroy all of humanity and its creations. Well, at least that’s what they were taught in the beginning.

In truth, they are known as the Monster Hunter Brigade, but to their enemies, they are known as the Monster Hunters. The men of the Monster Hunter Brigade combat the monsters on a very different matter, they use demon realm silver weapons rather than plain steel and iron weaponry. Many adherents of The Order view the use of such weapons as heretical, bringing much controversy as to the reputation of the Monster Hunter Brigade.

The Pope and other high echelons of The Order have no concerns relating to the status of reputation of the Monster Hunter Brigade as they have brought much help in the war against the Demon Lord. Through full scale invasions and small skirmishes, the Monster Hunter Brigade has proven themselves an invaluable

Back at the forest, the Monster Hunters walk in a slow pace on the dirt road, keeping a close eye on the forest that surrounds them. For today, these soldiers go through their initiation into becoming a Monster Hunter of The Order. Every soldier that marches on the road is a man freshly recruited from the lands of The Order, completing their most task on the final step of their training, capturing a monster. To lead such inexperienced men are the officers of the Monster Hunters, they wear a brown cloak with the symbol of The Order on the backs of their clothing.

It was a bright day with a clear sky with no clouds. If it was any other kind of Demon Realm then the sky would be black and there would be nothing but a bloody red moon hanging in the sky. The recruits were happy to have such a nice day but the more experienced veterans knew that there would be no easy day, especially when the mission at hand was to defeat a monster. Immediately, rustling was heard through the bushes around the soldiers who immediately ran around to get into formations, steeling themselves against any foe that may come at them. Seconds turned into minutes as the soldiers wait, holding spears and swords in hand. The rustling stopped and a small fox stepped out from the bush and looked at the weapons at it and ran away.

A wave of relief washed over the troops and they began to resume their marching positions. Immediately a scream was heard within the ranks and the source came from a soldier that was being pulled away by a strand of arachne silk. He was almost dragged away into the shadows of the forest until an officer with a red cape had managed to cut the strand in one swift strike. The recruit slowly tried to stand up but the officer faced the rest of the troops who had mixed expressions of fear and confusion on their faces. “Everyone, get into a circle formation now! Spears on the outer rim with swords on the inside! Move it soldiers!”

The ground quaked immediately as the officer finished his order, looking behind, his face was filled with dread as he saw doom approaching. A large group with a combination of a few ogres and minotaurs were charging at them. At the same time, more webs of arachne silk were being shot at the soldiers as they desperately tried to cut the webs off before they were dragged into death itself. The officer pointed his sword towards the front of the dirt path. “Break off and start running! We need to get out of this forest now or else we’re dead meat!”

All the soldiers and officers began to retreat from the incoming horde of monsters. Every individual ran with their might and with every bit of energy they had won their body. Luckily, no one was captured while they retreated from the monsters but the group of ogres and minotaurs were closing the distance between them fast. After minutes of running from hell, the soldiers have managed to get out of the forest and the strands of webs stopped shooting at them. The soldiers had no time to rest as one of the minotaurs had tackled down one of the soldiers and started to rip off his armor. She was quickly put down with a hail of spears, being stabbed from head to toe in demonic silver weaponry. It wasn’t long until the minotaurs had started to cleave soldiers left and right, sending them flying through the air with brute strength. The ogres began to start an all out brawl, smashing their fists and feet into any unlucky man who was caught in their warpath.

The officers had managed to bring some order to the dazed troops and begun their counterattack in tight and precise formations, aiming to bring down the beasts with sheer numbers and willpower. The battle raged on as demon silver clashed in a cacophony of war, with screaming and curses being heard in every part of the field. the red caped officer had managed to beat down a minotaur with one swift sword strike on the head and she fell down unconscious on the battlefield.

He looked around and saw nothing but skirmishes between humans and demons but his sight was cut short when he had to brace himself for a great axe aimed straight for his stomach. He blocked it with his sword and stood his ground, moving only a few inches from the sheer brute force of the attack.

He looked at the attacker and was quite surprised at what he saw. It was a minotauras, with the iconic dark brown fur and well toned muscles visible to the naked eye. This peculiar minotaur was much more darker tanned compared to her sister monsters, and a large narrow scar on her left face cheek was present. She was quite tall as well, reaching at least over seven feet or more in height. Her horns were much larger than the average minotauras as well, reaching at least a foot high in length while being as pointy as a spear.

She grinned deviously as the red caped warrior was staring daggers into her eyes. In a single moment, both of them had pushed each others blades away and began their duel. The two were completely locked into battle, leaving no grace or subtlety in their attacks, showing only pure monstrous strength in each time their weapons clashed and echoed through the battle. Neither of them cared to dodge, going for only big hits or blocking the others attack. The minotaur grew excited and her arousal raised in comparison.

On the other hand, the human warrior felt no rush of adrenaline or fear crawling down his spine. He glanced around as he fought and saw many of the monsters going down. As the last monster fell in battle, the other humans began to quickly surround the two combatants and aimed their weapons at the minotaur. The dark skinned minotaur stopped her fight and was quite pissed when she saw that she was surrounded and had her fight stopped.

The red caped warrior stepped forward and pointed the end of his sword at her, increasing her anger. “Stop the fight here, minotaur, your troops have fallen and you are the only one left here standing. If you surrender, we will leave you peacefully. If you don’t, I will put you down.”

Her eyes grew wide for a moment, surprised at the declaration, but she quickly began to laugh loudly. The soldiers tensed at her laughter but stood ready, poised to take her down in a single second. The red caped warrior stood unfazed by her actions and waited silently. The minotaur had finally managed to calm down and looked at the red caped warrior with a hint of determination in her eyes. “I’m not going to give up just because i'm surrounded by a bunch of weak humans. So if you want me to surrender, then come at me with everything!”

She slammed her greataxe onto the ground, causing the earth beneath the feet of the soldiers to rumble. Most of the soldiers were trembling while some were having shivers down their spines, their instincts shouting at them to back off from the monster. The red cape warrior simply grunted, earning a sneer from the minotaur who walked over to the warrior.

She stopped as there was only a foot in distance in between them, and began to size up the red cape warrior. The two were completely different in height as the human warrior had to look up to the minotaur. She gave a wicked grin at the man, laughing quietly to herself while the warrior remained unfazed. She scoffed. “You know, for a small man, I can’t believe you can fight so well.”

He snorted. “For a minotaur, you can actually speak so well with such a small brain.”

She was immediately consumed in rage and began to slam her great axe down at warrior. He stood still and looked straight at her in the eye as her weapon descended down onto him. In a split second, the warrior had blocked her strike with the edge of his sword, with it barely reaching a millimeter from his head. The minotaur grunted, struggling from trying to push down the great axe with all her strength.

The warrior chuckled as he saw her struggle, pissing her off to the point where she let go of her axe and began to rain down her fists at him. “Laugh at this you little piece of-”

She was interrupted when the warrior had struck her right into her stomach with her elbow. She could utter no words as the elbow began to go deeper to her stomach. Her consciousness began to face rapidly and she saw the eyes of her opponent staring right at hers. He’s the one. A small smile began to form on her face in her last moments before passing out.

Before she fell face first to the ground, the red cape warrior had quickly caught her gently in his arms. He looked at her face, she looked quite pretty, although the fact she tried to beat him to death with her fist remains but nonetheless she looked quite attractive when she wasn’t violent. He laid her down softly on the grass and sighed as he looked at her face for a moment longer. He then felt a tap on his shoulder and saw that one of the officers was standing behind him. “U-Uh sir, I mean Captain Ivic, sir, we have already have the recruits take the furs from the monsters that we fought. Can we head back to the camp now, sir?”

Ivic looked around to see the soldiers gathering with one another, talking to one another and enjoying the day as if nothing happened. “How are the conditions of the wounded lieutenant?”

The lieutenant stood still as he spoke. “We have about a total of twenty men that were injured during the fight, only a few have some bones that were broken or fractured. The rest only have minor injuries. So nothing too serious to be concerned of.”

Ivic stood up and looked out towards the sun, it was setting and it would almost become time for dusk. “Damn, it’s gonna be night time but if we leave soon we should be able to reach the camp before darkness falls.So I need you get everyone into formation and begin to march back to camp, understood?”

The officer saluted Ivic. “Sir, yes, sir!” The officer began to walk out and shouted orders to the rest of the company. Meanwhile, Ivic looked out towards the monsters who were currently unconscious. They looked like they were sleeping peacefully, his eyes soon wandered back to the minotaur that he fought earlier and was surprised to see her smile on her face.

She began to toss and turn as she slept. “Mmm...honey…you will...be mine....” She murmured.

Ivic shuddered at her words and slowly backed away from her. He looked back at the troops and was pleased with the troops back into company formation. He looked as the other soldiers and officers helped with the wounded and smiled. “Alright men, lets get back home!”

All the soldiers were relieved with happiness and smiled at the day being drawn to a close. The troops began to march back to their camp, content with their day not ending in blood.

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Trisha felt a nudge on her body, as if someone was poking her with a stick. She tossed and turned around, ignoring the jabs. It was then that she was lightly kicked in the head that she began to arise from her nap. “Trisha, wake up, Trisha!”

With a loud yawn, Trisha woke up from her slumber but immediately felt a sting of pain throughout her lower chest. She clutched her stomach with both arms and winced at the pain. A hand was placed on her shoulder, it was from an ogre with the same green skin as her fellow kinsmen. Her hair was a much darker blue and had white streaks of hair as well and her tattoos were much different as all ogres wore different designs of tattoos on their body, much as the way as amazonian's.

The ogre had a look of worry over her face as she looked at Trisha who was in pain. “Are you all right? It looks like you had a pretty rough bout from the way your wincing in pain.” Trisha stopped from moving for a brief second, then she grinned and proceeded to stand up She grabbed her great axe from the ground and proceeded to look around the area. The night had come but she was quite surprised to find that many of the monsters were quite alive, some of them waking up as if they were sleeping for a long time. “Mara, how long was everyone out?”

“Hmm, about a few hours I guess. The night is already here but never mind that, I want to find the men we fought earlier.” She smiled as she cracked her knuckles, itching for a fight. “They were a good fight, even though they did have cowardly numbers. Still, I rather would be alive than dead though. Can’t die without at least getting some good loving for a long, long time from a man.”

Sasha gripped her axe tightly and carried it over her shoulder and sniffed the air. She frowned as she was disappointed in not being able to smell the man who defeated her completely. “Damn it, I can’t smell them. They must have covered their scent or something.”

"I’m sure we can find them soon enough. I've never seen Order soldiers fight with demon silver weapons before though, but I would like one of those men to be my husband.”

“As long as I can have my man, you and the others can have the rest of them.” They laughed together and soon resumed to walking back into the forest but Trisha’s heart throbbed whenever she thought of the man who had beaten her. His eyes showing no fear or hate but rather something else, she couldn't quite put her tongue on it. ''He must not hate monsters. Good, that means I have a better chance. If not, well, I can always make him love me one way or another''. She made a small smile and returned to the forest with her other comrades, waiting for her time to meet her future husband once more.

Ivic sneezed loudly, huddling closer to the fire at the military camp. The camp itself was large, holding over hundreds of soldiers of the Chief Goddess, willing to fight and protect all of humanity. This camp was just one of the forward bases to go over the invasion of a bright green demon realm. The soldiers varied in armor types with ones wearing cloaks and hoods, others wearing standard simple iron armor, and some wearing huge and cumbersome steel plate suits of armor.

They all had one common part of their visage, that they all wore a helmet visor or anything that covered their faces. It was forbidden for any Monster Hunter in The Order to show their faces as they threw away their identity to become part of a force for good, relinquishing all parts of one’s self. There is no real sense of individualism as every man had their duty to uphold in the line of war but that didn’t mean that they couldn’t fraternize or be social with their comrades or other humans, so long as they remain true and honorable to their orders and creed.

The night was still young as the moon brightly lit the earth below from its throne way up into the night. Monster Hunters of every division from scouts to armored knights came together to enjoy the night with laughing, drinking, and eating. Captain Ivic was sitting alone, staring into the embers of the fire before him. He silently watch as the fire danced in front of him, the flames growing and shrinking from the breeze.

He felt a light tap on his shoulder and turned around to see who it was. It was a large man covered from head to toe in plates of steel. He had a red cape with the symbol of The Order that flowed gently in the wind. The armor had a series of scratches and dents, all from battles in the past. He wore a helmet with a visor that only covered the top of his head, revealing only a small brown beard beneath the mask. Ivic smiled at the man. “Ah, Boris, I’m glad that you came to see me. Please come sit next with me.”

Ivic motioned his hand towards a tree stump that was on the other side of the fire. Boris made a wide smiled and sat down on the stump while relaxing himself in his seat.

“So Ivic, tell me, how were today’s recruits? Do they show promise?” Boris questioned, reaching over to his side to retrieve a flask of wine. “I heard that you faced a large group of those monsters today, minotaurs and ogres to boot.”

Ivic stared solemnly into the fire while picking at the logs with a stick. “Yes, we did all right, we had some wounded men but they all managed to make it out without getting claimed by one of the monsters. They all gotten the furs needed and we simply returned back.” Boris consumed much wine, streaks of the alcohol were flowing down from his mouth to his beard. He gave an exasperated gasp as he finished drinking. “Aw, nothing beats good wine on a fine night like this. Would you like some, friend?” He handed out the wine to Ivic.

Ivic shook his head. “No, I don’t want any drink.”

Boris shrugged his shoulders and continue to sip the wine. “Eh, if you say so, but I have to say, I never saw you drink anything but water since I first met you. What gives?”

“Lets just say that I have a bad history with alcohol and leave it at that, shall we?”

Boris frowned. “Oh, uh, i’m sorry I never knew that-”

Ivic raised his hand, stopping from Boris from speaking. “Say no more Boris, it’s alright, let’s just move this discussion somewhere else.”

“Agreed.”

Ivic stared at the other soldiers around the camp, they were enjoying the night. “It’s nice to the men enjoying themselves, before we have to start another invasion.” He sighed. “It’s sad to know that at least over a hundred of these men will be dragged away to be some monsters wife or sex slave. Hopefully these soldiers may be able to find a human companion to make their lives more meaningful and happy.”

Boris snorted. “You and I both know that kind of happiness is ever rarely seen with our troopers. We are practically labeled heretics but no one’s going to say it in front of our faces though.”

Ivic laughed. “That is true enough friend, that being said, where will we be invading now? I heard that we are marching forward toward one of the Dark Demon Realms?”

Boris nodded. “You’re right, we will be spearheading a series of invasions towards a patch of Dark Demon Realms. We have to go through this Bright Green Demon Realm though.”

“What of the towns and villages? Not to mention one of the many Royal Demon Armies.”

“Ah, well, we won’t be dealing with the Royal Demon Armies. We will have to deal with town guards, and maybe a military outpost or two. Its the regular Order Army that will deal with the Royal Demon Armies. Not us, we don’t got enough numbers for us to even have a chance to live through a battle with them, much less a skirmish.”

Ivic looked around the camp once more, having a puzzled look on his face. “Hey Boris, you haven’t seen Jiro have you?”

Boris looked at Ivic as he was strange. “No I haven’t, last time I heard he was supposedly on a scouting mission to see if we got any towns or villages in the path of our march to war. Why ask?”

“Eh, I just feel like something devious might happen. I mean, here we are in a Bright Green Demon Realm, and our camp hasn’t even been noticed or attacked by a single monster. It’s all strange really.”

Boris narrowed his eyes at Ivic. “Oi, I don’t like the way you get all negative whenever we talk. Just live and let live, I want to enjoy this night and I’m not gonna have you ruin it with your-”

“DEMONS, DEAR GODDESS, THEY’RE COMING IN A HORDE!”

Boris faced Ivic, filled with frustration and anger. Ivic meekly shrugged his shoulders. Ummm, well, I guess I spoke too soon?”

Boris helmet slapped his head while shaking it in disappointment. “Chief Goddess only knows how you managed to jinx up this day with your negative talk.”

He stood up placing his canteen away and walking over to where his axe stood. It was a weapon that could’ve made minotaurs only dream wielding of. It was a double battle axe that had the iconic demon realm silver shine and color while having intricate tribal designs that were on the pole and the axe heads of the weapon.

Boris lifted the titanic weapon on one shoulder and began to walk to the northern edge of the camp. “Alright Ivic, lets get this crap done and have a memorable night, eh?”

Ivic chuckled as he stood up and walked next to Boris. “Alright, lets do this. I promise I won't do any more negative talking once were done for the night.”

Boris slapped his hand against Ivic’s back, and laughed loudly. “You better, or else the monsters won't be the only ones to taste my axe tonight.” The two walked together, steeling themselves for a battle to come.