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death threats really cross the line. | wonder if hunter-net is where | should be....
a * (06/12) — Okay, what the hell is the problem? From the email I’m getting, it
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ETC.
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handed the reins of the main hunter-net back to Witnesst (who started it all), bul
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Vitalis is a Latin word that basically means “life-force” (actually the full termis
EXE vitalis or ‘vital energy,” but this ain't a first-year Classics course — thank God). Abs
150 years ago a lot of people called themselves “vitalists” because they thought
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chunk of the folks into herbal medicine and homeopathy still believe this.
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enemy.” Well, all those basic facts, if not my sentiments at the time, still apply. In
kid in a wheelchair, not a modern Van Helsing or Indiana Jones. | just share what |e
SSM Oar at
BTW, thanks to everyone who's checked on my progress. The physiotherapy
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classes. | still get really tired and stairs are just evil, but things are a lot better th
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We're all different people. Besides maybe the color of my skin, what do | have in
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mother and sister. | grew up in one of those places you don’t want to, and my dad
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and us. When the kids up the block decided to beat me toa pulp, she was the one who
" picked me up. She kept me going. She worked two jobs and stil helped me with my
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to making things better. To steal Witness1’s thunder, we can inherit the Earth.
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zombie about to kill someone and | know I'm the only one who can help, what else am
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just closing my eyes and forgetting | ever heard the call. | almost did.
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bed every day, and | knew | had to be there for them. | knew the future could be better.
Roker!
l'dllike to think we all feel that way. We disagree on specifics, but we know we have
to make the world better one way or another. We're in this together.
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about the mission and which other
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Nurse216 and Potter! 16 both told me | had missed some important distinctions; that | was forgetting
about motivations and effects. | was lumping everything into one category — “enemies.
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up in the hospital, and I wasn’t the most positive person in the world, believe me. A person
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As far as | can tell, the “other side” is stil human, at least by a loose definition. They seem
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or heard of anything that's any more monstrous than Ted Bundy or the slave trade.
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| powers and can do amazing — and disturbing — things. But some of us can tum baseball bats
into torches and vorit killer fog. 'm notsure we're in any position to call the other side monsters.
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they feed from. That says to me there's some ethical decision going on. My warlock friend —
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‘communicate with the other side, start very small. Always make sure you have a way out and
(preferably) people to help you ifthings go sour. You do notwantto be alone with an enraged vampire
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people out there — both human and not — wil lure you in o hurt you, Caution, always.
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but at least a good number seem to like to talk. And debate. And argue. We can use that to
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bursts of anger — but some of the other types are capable of talking. Nurse216 knows more
about them than | do, but from what she's told me, there's an emotional need ina lot of ghosts.
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context. Anyone who has anything to add, just email me. — BW55
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Bodysnatcher Cult Commits Mass Suicide
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who don't know, the “New Dijon thing” he refers to was an outbreak of shamt
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Guide. — BW55 Intornot Browser:
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Things just went in the crapper for some good people up in Montreal. CNN just,
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stayed at the bunker when | was up in Montreal last time. The news report said one
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what he could do about that whole New Dijon thing. | put him in touch with my contact.
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assault. She is considered armed and extremely dangerous. It is likely she will flee to
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way was only going to lead to death and I tried to warn them, but they couldn't see the
light. |_had_to try something and the angel suffered for it +8
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told me he was dead, but | needed to try. He lied and | ignored the angel and
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right stuff. Meanwhile Oracle's talking about getting to know the devils, She w:
understand *why* and wants to communicate’. Mythmaster was worried that s
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either because she's incredibly stupid or she’s working for the other side. Now si
bait on the run. If we help her, we become the next targets. If anyone sees her
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I didn't include itin the post from Oracle, but trust me when I say that she's tur
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But she doesn't deserve to die. Refusing to help her will kill her. We know s!
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to help. Or else, what's the point of all this? — BW55
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: This whole body snatchers deal with Oracle171 has been turning around my head
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with the other side, but has that just gotten six of our own killed? Is Oracle a danger
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deluding myself and should pickup an M-16 and join Crusader17. Someone's offered
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| | ars aeRO RUT EU cue RET eR el RL betel a E
Teac ee ieee uence a Laem Ted
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EN — Bookworms
WELCOME MawneList
| started this list as a place for people to comment on my site, and so | could respond to
people all at once, butt seems to be have evolved into a running discussion of the mission.
EGS To subscribe, just fill in your hunter-net handle below and hit SEND.
or
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Pee etn Uo eu hee am ce Cauca a
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Peer ea en tee eeu se at oo
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Fem Se neta un nO emt ca
+ The Survival Guide Lots of very good information on us across the world.
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of real insight. Just ignore Crusader7 and you'll be okay,
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worth listening to.
* Beyond hunter-net, you can find out some good info if you know where to go. |
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Died et ecco RE Mea Ree ated stool olan) Ifyou're an 18-year-old virgin, you pay attention
when a supermodel brushes by in the library stacks. You
drool, actually. And walk into things like the shelves.
She tumed when I dropped the bound copies of
Applied Sociology. When I knelt co pick them up, I gota
‘chance toconfirm that I wasn’t daydreaming. She really
sins the most beautiful woman T'd ever seen. She smiled
atme — suppressing a laugh, maybe, but it was 2 smile
and Iwas sticking to it.
‘An hour later I was sitting at my carrel and had
barely made it chrough one journal. I just couldn't
concentrate, even on an article supposedly docu
menting the “recurrent mass hysteria” of supernatural
‘events. [ knew that was bull, of course. It had been
three weeks since my eyes had been opened to a
whole other world. I still got the shivers thinking of
the lonely little dead girl who'd come up to me that
night. Thinking of her dredged up recriminations,
two, Couldn't I have helped more? Couldn't I have
stopped the pain before she was dead?
Ishook my head to return to the present. Ihoped to
focuson the article in front of me. Instead, Idwelled on
at woman,
Tse ea
She was reading Walt Whitman when I found her.
She was mesmerizing, sitting in one of the plush chairs
tucked away in the back of the library, so focused on het
book. Books were my passion, but standingthere watch
ing her eyes flick from word to word made me fee! like
a part-time reader, one of those Sunday browsers at
Bares and Noble who wanders through the aisles but
ends up buying Maxim.
Ididn’t even notice my sight shift. I just slowly
became aware that something was wrong with her.
Tt was as if she was sick or out of place somehow
Like a Shakespeare folio stuck between issues of
Popular Mechanics.
“Excuse me, miss? Are you all right?”
T couldn't believe what I was doing. In high school
T could barely look agitl in the eye, and here I was trying
to strike up a conversation with someone who could
have walked off the cover of Ele. Then again, during
high school I didn’t see dead people walk the streets or
warlocks eat cheeseburgers in diners.
When she didn’t look up, [ thought of walking
away. But I couldn't just hide anymore. Things were
different now. DUC ea
“Um, I'm sorry to bother you
“Oh, yes?”
She didn’tsound angry or confused or anything, but
ray head swam for a second. Part of it was that 18-year-
old virgin kicking in again, but mostly it was that sense
of her being off. I couldn’t reconcile the conflicting
feelings, and I just stared.
She should have ignored me or told me to get lost
Instead, she motioned for me to sit. "My name is
Phaedra,” she said, smiling with perfectly straight white
teeth between burgundy lips.
Te wasn't until later that she showed me her fangs.
The Footnotes Café wasn’t what I would qualify as
wheelchair accessible. Sure, it had a ramp outside to
help me get around the three concrete steps to the door,
but then the door had a half-inch lip. Inside, the decor
was just shy enough of trendy not to be passé, and didn't
leave me much room to maneuver. The bookshelves
were packed tight so I could barely make the tum at the
end of an aisle, and anyone larger than a Chihuahua
blocked my chair.
The café part of the experience was literally above
someone like me, on a mezzanine accessible only by an
expensive wrought-iron spiral staircase. It was set up
just right, so the beautiful people could look down at me
struggling while they sipped their double-latte chai
I didn’t really pay too much attention to the freshly
caffeinated cream of the Harvard-Radcliffe crop. In-
stead, [ went under the mezzanine to where the real
books were. The first-editions room.
Thesitated a second before pushing my wheelchair
through the door. It was just as I remembered it: Glass-
fronted bookcases lined every wall, filled to the brim
with leather-bound tomes datingback to the early 19th
century. A small counter was at the back, where the
owner served a client.
The whole room was a rebuke to the hipper-than-
hip café culture that surrounded it. Henry Foote had let
huis daughter take over the shop —and tum its finances
around — on the condition that he got to keep this
roomas he liked i. He told me that in better days, when
I didn’t have any trouble getting around the place.
I waited for the client at the counter to turn
around. She looked down at an open book. Just as
enthralled — and enthralling — now as she was s0
long ago in that library. I knew she wouldn’t break
‘away from the page, s0 I executed that most cliché of
“notice me” cues. I coughed.
When she turned, Phaedra looked as beautiful as
ever. When she saw me, she did something I didn’t
think was possible. She got paler.
“Jackson,” she said, halfa statement, halfa question.
“You know I prefer Jake, Phaedra.” I wheeled
closer. “I's good to see you.”
“Jackson suits you much better. I's more gent
More poetic
“Idon’tthink Ihave much poetry leftin me these dag
She looked down at my lap where my legsusedtokes
rhaps I should go.”
“Not without me. Weneed to talk.” I got closers
“You owe me that much.”
Something in me triggered when her eyes t
hard. [ focused my sight and saw the blood-red gl
pulse around her, almost as if it was fighting to get
Pd just hit a nerve.
“Ler’s go.” Curt, cold and callous. Like the predat
she was.
When I walked to the bed, part of me knew Iwasa
over my head, but most of me didn’t care. Iwas about
am something about vampires —and maybe get ai
I rested there and looked up at the moon thro
the lofi’s skylight. Phaedra moved like cat, crawl
top of me and straddling my lap. I couldn’tsee themaa]
anymore, but I really didn’t mind,
“Is this your home!” I asked. The walls were ling
with bookshelves, each one with a fine collection
leather-bound books. We'd already established thats
was a collector of American authors. My eyes fllon’
‘Murders in the Rue Morgue.
“Yes, itis.”
That was a lie. There were a lot of books here}
nothing rare. If she was a collector, she'd keep hi
favorites where she really hung her hat — just lkel
neverlet my first edition of The Big Sleep out of mysig
She was a bookworm, like me.
1 didn’t call her on it, probably because she
unbuttoning my shirt. Her thighs were pressed agi
my sides and I knew full well I couldn't move, buthi
hand on my chest just felt too good for me to muster
much concer.
Very nice,”
nipple
“Um... of course,” I stammered as my pleas
centers hit overload. “But, is this really necessary?
She pinched my lefe nipple and pleasure bouna
into pain fora second. She leaned over and putherk
tomy ear. “Isaid icwas,didn’e I? Tes the way these thi
are done, Jackson.”
Her cold tongue moved up my earlobe, b
touching the skin, sending shivers down my
Then she sat up and reached bebiind her back to pal
her top. The lacy thing underneath was off ah
later. “Just relax, let me take care of you.”
“Okay.” I was barely thinking anymore.
the said. Her hands passed over
liciting an immediate reaction. “You trust She leaned forward again, this time playing her
tongue actoss my neck and down my sternum. Then she
moved to my nipple, which wasstill throbbing from the
pinch. She bit.
Iwas aware of twoneedles piercing my skin andthat
feeling rising in me, trying to keep me focused. | sup-
pressed it, giving in to the moment. The rush took over.
Ifelthot and cold, weak and strong, all at once. | guess
Idon't really have a frame of reference, but tome it felt
lke sex. Really, really good sex.
‘An eternity later she moved back and I looked at
her, my own blood still on her lips. Her hand moved
slowly and seductively to her own breast and then her
wrist flicked faster than I could see. A red-black bead
formed on her nipple and I couldn't take my eyes off it
She moved back just slightly, reached forward and
pulled me to her.
“Your tur, lover.”
Her blood was cold and rich, and I drank gladly
“How did you find me, Jake?”
She was walking alongside me as I rolled toward a
nearby park. The sidewalk was a pain, full of cracks and
enough debris to make maneuvering that much harder,
sol didn't answer for a while.
“saw the post on booksbyfoote-dot-com. I knew
you'd never be able to resist a copy of Usher with notes
by Baudelaire.”
Shesmiled. “I've never been that great an admirer
ef French literature, but Les fleurs dw mal is truly
exceptional. And of course, his translations of poor
Edgar's works are sublime. The chance to glimpse at
his thinking when he worked on The Fall ofthe House
of Usher was—”
“Seductive?”
She smiled. “I was going to say miraculous, but
ethaps you're right.”
We got to the park and entered. My wheels didn't
do too well on the dirt and gravel, and Phaedra moved
tothe back of the chair.
“Nohandles, Phaedra.” I pushed through the last of
the gravel and onto the paved path. “Some things I've
otto do for myself.”
“Yes, I suppose so.” The coldness was back, like a
frost on the air between us. “So before we venture into
another discussion of literature, why don’t you tell me
why you sought me out. Is this some sort of trap?”
Iset the brake on my chair. “Do I look like I came
here fora I fight?”
“Just answer my question.”
The world reduced to her eyes, and my tongue
started to move before | could think. I'd almost opened
ry mouth when the sight came back and broke the
spell. She was strong, but so was I. "No tricks, Phaedra.”
USS IC ay
She shifted her stance and I could see muscles
tensing under cold flesh. I'd just stepped on the
tiger's tail, but figured the truth might keep it
from pouncing
“Lfound you because | wanted to talk to you. To ask
you ‘why.””
“1... [don’t want to talk about that, Jackson.” She
stepped back and turned around, as if dismissing me
Like a pet. I snapped,
“Too fucking bad, Phaedra! I need to know!”
“Forwhat” she spat." Your little reportsand projects?”
“No! For me!” I could feel my eyes starting to
water, and I hated myself for it. “We had something,
Phaedra. I... I cared for you and you nearly killed me.
And then—
She didn't let me finish. “You lied to me, Jackson.
You brought that maniac with you.”
“Goddamn it, Phaedra! You know had nothing to
do with that. Ididn’tknow he wasfollowing me. Inever
would have betrayed you.”
“I.sse Maybe, but at the time..
“Do you have any idea what the past few months
have been like? Forget that I'm a freak. Forget that I
sleep with a gun beside my bed. I spent months in the
hospital trying to even remember why the fuck I wanted
to live! You lose your temper and I lose my life!”
We stared at each other for long moments. I was
breathing heavily, trying to regain some composure
She wasn't breathing at all
“You treated me like a thing, Like a piece of meat.
That was wrong.”
Te was like a dark cloud came over her. Shadows
seemed to play over her features and I felt more than
heard a rumbling in her chest
“How dare you tell me what's right and wrong! Your
little morality plays don’ interest me. Tam what I am.
You're nothing but a meal!”
That's when the tiger pounced. She was on top of
mein second, knocking the chair overand sending me
‘onto my back. But before she could lay a hand on me, 1
could hear the voices whisper. By the time I hit the
ground, I was glowing. She leaped back
“You can't hurt me anymore, Phaedra. You have to
talk to m
For several seconds she didn't. She circled me, her
features predatory. Two long fangs extended from her
ruby lips and her eyes seemed black as night. She tried
to move forward but couldn't and growled.
“There’snothing left tosay.” She stepped back from
the glow and straightened up, suddenly utterly civil
again. “Goodbye, Jackson.”
She turned and walked away, but not before I saw a
red tear run down her cheek. CUS eat
By the time I walked into the loft for the third time,
I'd gotten to know Phaedra’s mood swings. This was a
dark one.
“Ithought you'd never get here.” She walked up to
ime quickly, without much of the sensual sashay Pd
come to expect. She was angry. “A blue-blooded bas-
tard cost me a Thoreau manuscript tonight. He burned
it out of spite.”
She reached me and her hand was between my legs
and her mouth was at my neck. “Mmmm, yes,” she
purted and then shifted her hands to hoist me over her
shoulder. “I'm thirsty.”
She threw me onto the bed without much delicacy
and started taking off my clothes with little more.
Then the door exploded and everything went crazy.
“Time's up, demon!” The man who came through
the smoking wreck of an entrance was wearing army
fatigues and a flak jacket. He had a gun ina holster, but
he was swinginga tire iron, instead. A red-hot tire iron,
“Andy? Isaid itbefore my brain could tell me toshut
up. Phaedra looked down at me like Iwas flyin her soup.
“You know him?" she demanded. She was mad
Before I even sat up, she was tangling with Andy
He took a good swing and caught her on the arm. The
blow made a sound like meat sizzling, and she sprang
back into low, animalistic crouch. She bared her fangs
and growled. I started to move
“That's it, bitch,” Andy said, “feel the burn.”
rook afew steps toward them, hoping to defuse the
situation, but it was too lace. Phaedra ducked left and
Andy came down with the tire iron again — or at least
tried to. Phaedra's right hand moved faster chan I could
see, catching Andy's wrist mid-swing. She clamped het
left hand around his neck, twisted her body and pulled.
There was a wet popping sound. The tire iron was
still glowing when it hit che ground along with the
pounds of meat that had been Andy's arm. I ran out
trying to put the slaughterhouse sounds behind me. I
darced down the hall and through an emergency exit
into the alley behind Phaedra’s building.
“No so fast, lover.” She grabbed my shoulder and
spun me around like a ragdoll. She was covered in gore,
beautiful and terrible like a cobra.
“It’s not polite to run away.” She pushed me up
against the wall, held me against it with one hand and
grabbed my left leg with the other. "You should never
run away.”
Then she twisted. And pulled. I blacked out.
“told you she would not speak to you, da?
I was wheeling along the hallway of my apartmes
building. Fyodor was waiting by the door. As usual,
was stroking his Karl Marx beard and smoking that god
awful pipe
“Iewasn't the conversation I was hoping for, na!
got out my keys — right next to the taser—and fumb
with the locks, They were awkwardly high up the
and the super refused to do anything about it.
“Whatelse do you expect from a creature whosts
your legs? Who tried to kill you!"
“It's more complicated than that.” I hoped Fyodae
‘would get the hint and drop it, but I knew he woulda
“You think you were in love with the beast, da? Yau
think she loved you.” He sucked on his pipe agin
ending blue-gray smoke billowing. “You are just lie
young William. So set in your ways
"You mean Violin99?”
“Very good, Jake. I'm glad 10 see that you've been
payingattention. I wonder, though, ifyoucan see that, hy
can'tyousee the self-evident truth that thiscreatureis vile
She dismembered you, did she not? She left you to die”
Ttumed the chair to face him. “You haven't figured
it out, have you? Yeah, she crippled me and left me
there. But I didn’t die. I woke up in a hospital and they
patched me together.”
“The Messengers protect their own, Jackson.”
“Bull! I should have bled to death in thatalley. But
1 didn’t. The cops told me they found me crawling inte
the street. There's no way I could have crawled anys
where, especially not around a building!”
“Amazing things are possible, Jake.”
“Sure, like cops and doctors just writing off mp
injuries as a ‘car accident’? My legs were twisted offby
hand, for God's sake! All the medical reports I saw sid
1 was in a car accident. That the driver's insurance was
covering my care. Someone made sure I was found and
that no one asked too many questions.”
“The devil?” He puffed more blue smoke. “Surely it
was just protecting itself...”
“If that was true she would have let me die. She
saved my life.”
"Yes, that does change matters, doesn't it?”
“Yeah. Whether she admits or not, she’s'no mon
ster. [have to find her.”
“We can do that together.” He puffed again. “You
may help me with my endeavors. I will be glad to help
you with yours.”
I didn’t say anything. Ifhe could help.
“Jackson, trust me.”
I did, of course. At oe Lt)
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Phil “Two Periods” Boulle (Wing). “Next time I prom
ise I'l make it to the third.”
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other season?”
Brian “Hip Check” Glass (#84, Defense), for finaly
realizing that he should use his size to make other team
wear the boards
Rich “Fighty" Thomas (#13, Defense), for going at
other teams’ families in he parking lot.
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Tam clean without ransgression, Lam innocent; neither
is there iniquity in me
—Job 33.9
Wort Hoe in Yuet Henrys
Hunter Book: Innocent is a sourcebook that helps
ou develop a better underscanding ofthe Innocent creed
andits emerging role in the world of Hunter: The Reck-
‘ning. As an Innocent, you respond to the supernatural
with empathy instead of outrage. Even the vilest monster
deserves some consideration, some compassion, ot else
whats the point of the imbuing? Brushing off fear, cyni-
«ism and hate, you offer an open hand to the nightmares.
This path is by no means an easy one — most other
hunters" dismiss you asa fool bound to get yourself killed
{never mind that those same zealots are happy to accept
whatever assistance you provide). So, what makes you
tick? Whar spark of hope allows you to be optimistic in a
worl of despair? This book helps you decide, todetermine
who your Innocent is before and after the imbuing — and
allthe creed's new powers and rules don’t hurt, either.
Bat just as you need to better understand your own
Jmocent, yournustunderstandimbued societyasitemerges;
thetwoare inextricably intertwined. Aseach of the newly
imbued struggles to understand her new work, origins and
purpose, she inevitably compares experiences, philaso-
phiesand fears with others she encounters on the streets or
viathe Intemet. Atfirs, the recently awakened latch onto
anyone who understands them; this new world is just too
terrfyingtocontend withalone. Intime, however, asmore
and more imbued dare meet and make overtures to find
cach other, individuals with similar attitudes and theories
are attracted to one another and develop like-minded
circles. These foundling social groups are the foundations
for what ultimately become the creeds
Yet, in these early days, many various imbued can
seem to have common goals. As the chosen make
contact, try to understand their mutual condition and
strive to work together, similar goals and comparable
experiences can hide fundamentally different philoso-
phies, whether about imbued purpose, the nature of the
Messengersor thenecessary fate of the supernatural. All
imbued agree that the other side’s hold on humanity
must be broken, but not everyone agrees on how to
accomplish such a thing. Mutual experiences and mu-
tual values turn out to be two very different things
Imbued can therefore be taken by surprise when afellow
“Innocent” really proves to be a militant Defender or a
distracted Visionary. Sometimes, the chosen aren'teven,
sure of their own ideals until they become immersed
completely in the mission. It’s only after the imbued become fully devoted to
cor even obsessed with the calling that their approaches
to it become purposeful and refined. Some become
determined to save monsters’ souls. Others want to see
these creatures utterly destroyed. When thisdistillation
is complete, the creeds as social classifications finally
arise. Innocent recognizes Innocent and Avenger rec-
‘ognizes Avenger, all through the creeds’ codified values,
intentions and goals in the hunt.
‘When will the imbued achieve such social structure?
Itcould take months, or years, as they struggle to under-
stand themselves and then each other. The fact that so
many edges seem to be shared by the chosen of various
perspectivesand personalities doesn'thelp, either. When,
creeds as institutions are finally acknowledged, however,
the mission may finally gain the momentum it needs to
save humanity, once and forall. Orperhaps such cumber-
some and fractious divisions will be the mission’sundoing,
as imbued fall to infighting and politics rather than
upholding their higher purpose.
Ultimately, the course of your chronicle and your
Storyteller’s vision decide when the creedsbecome widely
recognized in your game. In the meantime, your nnocent’s
fully developed identity helps define his own society.
Paasteeris
The opinions, theories, information and outlooks
expressed in this book are presented in three distinct
* voices." These Innocent narrators typify the spectrum,
of personalities across the creed as a whole. Each of
these people presents his or herown take on the origins,
tactics, relations and ultimate fate of Innocents, and on
the imbued in general.
‘Thecreed and itsmembers' viewsevolve constantly as
Innocents try to define themselves in a world they no
longer understand. With no other frame of reference, the
chosen often resort to the ideas, virtues and philosophies
they possessed before their transformation. No two Inno-
cents have the same thoughts about their origins, for
‘example. Thus, the questions the imbued ask of themselves
and their world — noc any specific belief system — best
illustrate their individual and collective identity. After
reading this book, you should have a sense of the drivesand
hopes that inspire and motivate various Innocents. You
should sense what keeps the spark of hope alive in their
hearts, and what influences their relations with other
imbued. Wealso hope that you're inspired to fully develop
your character's identity and beliefs, to make him just as
compelling in his work for a better world.
How ro Use Tis Book
Hunter Book: Innocent shows you the World of
Darkness through fresh eyes. Each chapter deals with
‘one broad theme.
Chapter 1: Hearing the Call depicts Innocents
struggle with their origins. They express theories ont
supernatural, the imbued and the Messengers.
Chapter 2: Day in, Day out explores how |
cents attempt to follow the Messengers’ plan.
discuss general theories and offer specific advice aby
touchy situations, such as creatures who respond to
‘open hand with tooth and claw.
Chapter 3: In It Together addresses Int nts’
tionships with others. They discuss their feelings to
the community at large and toward various other it
Chapter 4: Another Day focuses on Innocen
perceptions of and hopes for the future. Just where d
the mission take the imbued?
Chapter 5: New Rules provides expanded system
and advice for playing Innocents, including new ed
guidelines for gaining Conviction and how your char
ter can create charms.
Chapter 6: Babes in the Woods details som
prominent Innocents and provides ready-to-play d
acter templates.
Lexicon
Innocents have something of the awkward teenage
about them. They tend to be ata loss for words, and th
loaded language of other creeds
“bloodsucker” — only frustrates them. Many have tt
todevelop other ways to describe their topsy-turvy live
and these terms slowly filter through Vitalis and hunt
‘net at large. Innocents without access to the Inter
may make similar efforts to change the perspectivesd
any fellow imbued with whom they work. They prai
ably have their own terms for the other side and
calling in general, Ultimately, it doesn’t matter.
communication, whether with another imbued ot
world of them, furthers Innocents’ cause.
bully: A supernatural creature that takes plea
in causing fear or pain.
burnout: Any imbued who has seen too much
the mission and suffered psychologically. Innocet
apply this term to mean those who display ext
derangements, those with violent tempers, and tothe
who drop out of the hunt altogether.
call, the: The imbuing. Innocents say they
the call.” Sometimes “the voice.”
DADT: “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell.” A label for th
Innocent attitude toward discussing harmless superna
ral creatures with milicant hunters; an informal code!
silence intended to stop other hunters from going af
the creatures Innocents discuss or make contact with
game hunter: An imbued who targets specific yp
of creatures. Innocents see game hunters as destrut
to the mission as a whole. sedhead: An imbued person who leadsa cult ofperson-
altyor who maintains the pretense of divinity. Sometimes
ted to mean Martyrs, but itcan and does apply to others as
wel including some Avengers and Redeemers
headshrinker: An overly analytical imbued who
spendsher time trying to categorize rather than accept
Often applied to Judges, but itcan also refer to others
including some Innocents.
hidden, the: Euphemism for the supematural
hometown hero: An imbued who pledgesherselfto
defending a specific place, typically the neighborhood
where she lives. Often synonymous with Defender.
honcho: An imbued who must always be in com-
‘mand, Sometimes used to mean Visionary or Judge
Saonger variations include “head honcho” and even,
*headest honcho.”
loner: An imbued who refuses to cooperate or
aseciate with others. Innocents perceive this as key
sign of burn
other side, the: Euphemism for the supernatural.
plan, the: The mission, the hunt
pup: A harmless supernatural creature who either
remains contained or fades away if left alone.
shark: A supernatural creature who consciously
takes advantage of an Innocent's optimism and trust to
doheror others harm, usually by luring the imbued into
abr or trap of some sort. Derived from other imbued
nicknaming Innocents “bait.”
soldier: A hunter who approaches the mission asa war,
imposing martial discipline on those around him and typi-
ealysportingmiltary weapons. Often used tomean Avenger.
tough: A hunter whose self-image depends on being
undefeated and unstoppable. One who reacts violently to
tmostsituations. Often used to mean Avenger or Defender.
Arrensnock
‘The premise of Hunter Book: Innocent is the fallout
fromevents on the Vitalis list and from events in this book's
fpologue. The Innocent extremist Oraclel71 runs scared
ftom monsters and imbued after the murder of her allies at
ehands ofthe walking dead. Some consider her a victim
‘onthe nun, while others believe her a traitor. Bookworm55,
the closest the creed has to a spokesman, also vanishes
during this crisis. Imbued using Vitalis try to make sense of
‘events. Ones who contribute to the list tend to agree with
Bockworm’s optimistic outlook. Vitalis thus slowly be-
‘comes the “Innocent homepage” linked to hunter-net.
Sounes Mavzniac
Who says Innocents are toonaive toexperience the
world? Or too simple to know the difference between
‘ight and wrong? Innocent people can change the
‘world, just like any others. Here are some examples of
Ua
ANoreFoe Sronvreceers
Events in this book's website introduction af-
fect developments throughout. Innacent picks up
on Oracle17’s story from Hunter: The Walking.
Dead and puts heron the run from various enemies.
The fate of Bookworm55 also unfolds.
‘These narratives make Hunter Book: Innocent
more than discussion from disparate narrators and.
‘more than a resource for new rules. This book carries
forward the Hunter meta-plot, the ongoingplotofthe
game. Don’t feel compelled to adhere to these devel-
‘opments in yourchronicle,though. Futuresupplements
will continue to follow Oracle and Bookworm's expe-
riences, but you can make of them what works best for
your game. Other developments, such as events in.
Montreal and the details of Oracle's encounters with
‘other hunters (orthe exact outcome of her expedition
‘to Greece in Walking Dead) can be developed by you
completely. Feel free to change events or locales to
‘make your troupe's characters directly involved. This
bookisnotan Unchangeable Plot Element, t’sastring
of story hooks. Use itas you like.
movies and comics with innocent protagonists, who
impact the lives of everyone they know.
Forrest Gump: A quintessential American (ifpoliti
cally conservative) fable, this is probably the ultimate
representation of optimism triumphing over all odds
(and of the applications of the Fool's Luck edge). Mal
Forrest's whole life like the Vietnam sequences, and you
have the world of Innocents.
Brooklyn Dreams: This comic, written by J.M.
DeMatteis followsa grown man’srecollections of growing
up in 1970s Brooklyn. Amid drugs and teenaged foolish:
ness, he discovers the simple divinity within. Much of
DeMatteis work deals with that samedivine and universal
love, but Dreams does so in the most mundane context.
The Jam: Bernie Mirreault’s quirky comic about a
regular guy who happens to dress as a superhero. The
‘mood is too light-hearted for Hunter, but the attitude
of the main character — who stays focussed on the
pleasures of going out with the guys, living with the
woman he loves and walking the dog, despite fighting
the agents of Satan — is pure Innocent
The Professional: Luc Besson’ film about a “slow”
but deadly killer and a precocious gir! who find a bond
of hope in a world of double-crossing father figures and
hyper-violence.
The Sixth Sense: A little boy goes from fear to
understanding to acceptance of the ghosts who haunt
him, a journey all Innocents struggle to make. Cree
Blessed is the man that walketh notin the counsel ofthe
ungodly nor standeth im the way of sinners, nor stteth in the
seat of the scomful.
— Psalms 1:1
One More Svr invo Mapuess
Techunterdist@hunternetorg
Fromnurse216
Subject: What's wrong with everyone?
Someone threatened to kill me today. Ho wasn'ta puppot or
vampire. He was one of us, «friend, I thought
don't think Ive ever mentioned ths before butl spendalot
eftime with afew others who've heard the voice. They don'tlive in
ny neighborhood or erpthing — actully it's good two hours of
freeway togetthere. Oneofthem 'lcallhimDaniel)issomething
dfehometown heroand convinced himto setup place for usto
nnectand stay. What those spy shows call “safe house,” ess.
Iwon't name anyone who uses the house, but! know that at
leastonectherpersenison thislist think Danielis,and probably
coher (ifyou're reading this, please email me — we need to tall.
Thnow this because of what happened today,
I ques I should start at the beginning [twas three days ago,
shen T'was coming home from work at the hospital I's a big
hospital workin the ER,so you cen imagine how tired was.(No,
isnot lke on television) On my way home everynight pass by
aschooland usually there are kids playing basketball, ever late at
night This time ike mary others, I decided to stop and watch for
afew minutes It may seem sil tou, but realy like seeing the
boyshaving fur.
Te took me several minutes to realize that I wasn’t alone.
‘There wasanifo, litle baby, standingina cornerwatchingthe
boys too. used the Messengers gifs to see and knew thatit was
different, 20 tried to get closer. When | did sew that it wasn't
alive. ltwas pele and looked ver sick — a walking deed. When
I tried to got closer, it ran off, sort of crawling like a crab or an
insect. [tried t follow, butt got asm.
‘That sed ittle baby who hasdied butcan'trestmade me very
upset Iesill does fjust doesn’t seem fair that such a hing could
be. I needed to talk people who would understand and maybe
helpmefind thechildendhelpit Solwentthis momingtosee my
friends up north.
When I got there, they were arguing with each other
‘They were yelling about this thingin Canada thet Bookwo
hes talked about — the people who died end what happened
with Oracle (that's how I know at least one other person is on
hhunter-net). They were screamingso much Iwas afraid they'd
start fighting. Especially John (that's not his name, but I'll
call him that). He was getting violent. [ wanted to give them
something.else totalkaboutsol told them about the baby. At
firs it seemed to work. He and Danie started talking about
heading down to my area and finding the zombito ~ the
litte zombie.
Itvasonly when wewere abouttohead outside that John said
he was going to hur it — to “puta bullec between its eyes” [was
shocked. I told him no, thet we had to help ths litle baby. Ie was cee
what some have called a pup. Ithadn't hurearyone. Jol lace
atime like Iwas crazy end reached fore gun.
He was screaming. Telling me to get out. Telling me lm
“just like Oracle and Bookworm and Potter.” He ssid | st
‘waitorandtold meheshouldkill me John canbe violentbutlad
never sen him lke this: Daniel who owns the house stopped.
and calmed him down, but told me I should leave. He told eh
that deserved to live, but not to “hunt”
‘This is crazy! Bookworm is gone, Oracle ison the nian
everyone seems to be turning on everyone else
John, Daniel, if you'r reading this, you know who ou
andwholam).Pleasegetin touch owe canstop thiz Anyone
there who can help please do.
Tochuntorlis@hunternetors
From: nurse216
Subject. My reasons (fou cere)
‘A lotof people sent me mail afer my last post, some ia
that they had experienced similar things — Dicttrxl, etd
Guar Session
‘Hola, is anyone here?
Wonderful.
Somuch forgetting anythingconstructivedons
Excuse me?
The army ofthe righteous doesn’t have a pla
for Judases or Pharisees
Judas?
Listen. carefully and perhaps you can
stand: we don'tneed or want yourkind. Traitors
wweaklings will get us all killed.
Thaven'tbetrayed anyone. Neither hasO
So you're a stupid cow instead of a treason
‘cow. I don’t have time for either kind.
Howmuch does 30piecesofsilverget youtheseda!
Is all you can do is insult me? This isa “chat
oom,” s(? Let's chat, then,
[She wants to chat. TO FUCKING CHAT!
What? What's wrong with you?
‘What's wrong is that we are in a war for our
and the lives of everyone around us. Wat's wrong
that our world is being held hostage by beasts an
hhorrors. What's wrong is that some of you
tunable to accept that *this is a war, not a soi
‘occasion. Do you get that?
But it doesn't have to be a war.
Do us all a favor and get yourself killed.
>god45 has left che room<
‘Youunderstand that itcan'tbe war, don'typ
>erusaderl7 has left the room<
Hello?
Anyone?
>chat session has timed our< soon — other telling mel was titor. Very few people seem to
derstand what thought we all understood. That frightens me.
Tactually thought of leaving hurternet altogether today.
neanif noone sees what see, wondered, what's the point? But
Uguess Tin not ready to give up so easily | think we need t
communicate better if we're ever going to cooperate so gues I
Apshead and speak fst
Tre decided to use Bookworm55's vtalislist to email my
thoughts on what we are, what we doand where we're going I'l ry
toile mytime and eally explain shat mean. thope manyofyou
willcome by and see that lam nota trator ora fool
Thosevhowanttoignore mel gueszyoucanignorealofthis.too.
=Nurse
OnicINs AND EXPLANATIONS
Toxvialisin@hunternetorg
From:rurs216
Subject Where do we come from? (my views, pat 1)
Beginningisalways the hardest per I'm staring a the tert
tal herein the records room, thinking to myself how do I start?
How de say what foo!? Ths is very dificult
Before I even begin I guess | should tell you I don’t
tally know how often I'l be able to send these messages
Ketherpeople use the terminal) oreven howlong this project
fnine will sake. Just thinking about thie gives me even
ore respect for Wi
ust take 2o much time!
Yes enough delays. fldon’t stare this, Il never get finished.
Letsse, the frst thing I guess is ux. Who ere we, aryoay?
Aecerrimc Wuo We Ane
Iaven't been on hunternet very long, but it looks like lot
people have senta lot time talking about where we come from,
shoutwhatweare,abouthowwecame tobe. Everyone ssemsto say
reve been “imbued but no one agrees by who or what
581. Maintaining all of hunter-net
For my part, I don't think these questions are very impor
fant The question we're al really asking is who-ve are, but we
sles know the answer to that. I'm thesame person Iwas before
Therd the voice. heven'tchanged. My world has changed, but
Tem the seme person. We've all gained the ability to do extmor
Ainag good, to make the world a better place for our children.
Thisis what every perent strives for, and [for one em net going
tolook this ft horse in the mouth
When Iwas17 and anewmather,end heard my bebyen for
frodattvoin the moming.1didn’tstop to wondechowhe leamed
tbep-Igot up and took care of my son. This is the same thing,
Tucontzs AND Condeerune
Of course, ide wonder about just who was speaking that
right when they wheeled my dead son into the ER. I can
remember sitting there, my only child's body cooling while the
eco tried to save the boy who shot him. I gave in to the
despair then, I think. My boy had been in gangs fora few yen
tod had been in jl twice elzeady — soyoung tobe a criminal
Nowhe wos dead aftera stupid argument. L was ening end my
hope ves dying. Then the voice c
To: vitalis.list@hunter-netorg
From: profesorgeo160
Subject: Vitalis is energy — an explanation
Hola, amigos.
Several weeks ago, Bookworm asked me to
provide an explanation of “vitalis" for others and
here itis. I've been away at a conference so could
‘not post any messages, but let me tell you that
Santiago Chile still has many many problemas. 1
will write to hunter-net itselfto tell you about that.
So, vitals and vitalismo. I believe in vitalismo
because I am aman of science. I must believe that
there isan explanation for all the problemas I have
seen since I became llanero. The things I can do,
they require energy and so do the things the beasts
and lost ones do. Everything requires energy.
Icall this energy vitalis. You can think of it as
electricity in batteries, except the batteries are
| people. The ghosts and beasts, they do not have
energy oftheir own and sothey need to take it from
others. Yes, when a vampire drinks blood, he his
taking energy. When ademon-wolfeats afarmer, it
is taking energy. leven think that when a ghost is
scaring you, its taking energy.
Si, sf. Emotion is energy too, verdad? When we
are angry we can hit very hard, when we are in love
‘we can do many things. But when we are scared we
loose energy. We can run, but not very far. Usually
wwe stay where we are and hope no one will see us
The generalisimos have always used this and the
beasts do too,
We llaneras, we do not steal energy. The Mes-
sengers or the world as a whole has given us the
energy of hope, given us much vitals. If we use it
correctly, we can share it and make everyone stron-
get. Maybe we can stop the lost anes from needing
to steal energy. That is vitalis.
Oh, yes, I forgot. This viralis, chis energy of
hope, we have to keep it as hope. If we create fear,
then we are just stealing energy like the lost ones.
We cannot do that.
Adios.
Tyealoays houghtoficasan angel Padce Diaz sid thatthe
angels of God watch over us and can do His work when we need
Hishelp. Ineeded it and I gotit
Butangelsare just what call the voice. Othershave called it
the voice of God Himself the spirit of nature, the ghosts of the
dead,oraliensfromouterspaceIthinkthese reall the same. This
vice, this force, comes from elzewhore and guides us Call them
Heralds. Call tem Messengers. Callthemenels: The important
thing i that we listen
If we could understand the voice of God, I don't think we
would need t hear tin the first place. Caaf
News Frow THE RoaD
From: sixofswords29
Tot [email protected]
Subject: Bookworm55
Those of you worried about our bibliophile friend
since his decision to quit the hunter-net list and hit
the road will be glad to hear that I received a letter
from him this morning,
Thope he won't mind, but I intend to post it to the
Vitalis site he created. While I don’t entirely agree with
many of the sentiments espoused on that separate list, it
seems appropriate.
Head over to http://www hunter-net.orgivitalis/
index.html if you want to subscribe.
Wao Gers Gacteo
Tec vialslist@hunternetorg
From: nurse216
Subject: Why me? & why us? (my views, pact 2)
Tmrealizing that this good thing 'm doing here, because it
ismakingmeesk questions] neverwould have Like “‘whyme?" Do
you know that I've never rally wondered. Why the plan involves
te, why I heard the voice and not someone ele. It never even
occurred to me to ask until now.
Putting it into words is difficult because it seems like
such silly question. Like why is my hair black? Orwhy am
Ty mother's daughter? But supposeitisn' thetsimple —
not everyone is like this and for many years I wasn’t either.
So there must be an answer. The only one I have is very
simple: [heard the voice because | was needed. Because |
am still needed.
When I heard the call and locked up to see my son as a
host, | wasn't just a random person suddenly endowed by
chance. Ifthe orderly next to me or the bus driver waiting for
stitches or anyone ese had heard the voice instead of me, they
couldn't have stopped things. They would have seen a ghost,
notmy son. saw mi hijoand talked to him and [stopped him
from becoming « murderer.
Ne one elze could have done that and that is why I
heard the voice.
Someraine v0 Give
Idonotthinkthatmy own experienceisexceptional. Wehesr
thevoice because we have something to contribute, something no
cone else can. The messages we receive are not random. We see
things and hear things that have meaning to us. Thereis« plan to
allefthisand we must each heve arolein it
Sometimes I wonder what I would have done had it not
been my boy [sawase ghost. Whetif he wasstil aliveand]saw
theother child's spirit tying to kill him? Would Ihave under
stood that could convince him otherwise, that things did not
have toend in another death? hope o, butl think that] would
just have tried to defend my child — with violence.
From: hope123
To: nurse216
You say you wonder what would have hap:
pened if your son would have been in danger. This
during a bomb threat. People were running
the streets and the army was there. (Bomb th
are very serious in Israel.)
My boy was running with me and he
monster before he got away and I screamed and:
kicked him hard, like when I served my two year
in the army. He dropped my boy and we ran.
Ie was later that I went back and found the
monster again. But he was not a monster, reall
‘More a scared man and we even talked briefly. He
he had lost control during the bomb scare, that
his hunger had made him goafter my son, He might
hhave been lying, but he did nothing to try to
me, somaybe [believe him. So yousee, youcans!
listen to the ones who want to talk, even after
thing like that.
But I watch my boy very carefully now.
listened to the sad creature, but won'tlet any
like ic near my son.
Shalom,
— Hope
Fino Wary You Have
I wish everyone could have an experience as cleari
mine. | know that for many of us it seems so much
complicated. All the things we face seem powerful andi
andyou thinkyou can’t doanythingatall. Except maybel
out and hurt them back.
Butis that the only thing you can give? If che only th
you can do is hurt, maybe you haven't understood why
heard the voice. Meny people hereon Vitalis endonh
net (and more across the world) have helped people,
children, healed the wounded and the “monsters” Yeu
do that too. Just remember that the thing at the end of
gun has a heart as wel
‘We have been blessed because we can stop the
that makes the world so horrible. The “monster” and
crime and the drugs, all these are just symptoms ofp
lem of the heart — a cycle of abuse end suffering. Wea
break thet chain. That's whet we'ze here for. Thats
we've been chosen.
Teouldge on alongtime about this butl mustao. Nea Common Cause
From: sixofswords29
To: [email protected]
Subject: Bookworm55’s thoughts on us
Hello there. While I don’t pretend to share the
same views as most of you Vitalis subscribers, I hope
most of you know me from hunter-net as a fairly
open-minded fellow
We do have one thing in common, I think. We all
hold Bookworm55 in high regard. He's been out of
contact some weeks now. Well, much to my surprise [
aeceived a letter from him this morning. To be frank,
some of what he says worries me greatly. So, I'm going
tobreak his confidence and post the letter to the list.
would value your opinions.
Apologies for not doing it as soon as I got the letter, but
Tmnotthe worl!'sfastest typist. The soonersomeone invents
ascanner capable of OCRing handwriting, the better.
Dea Se,
[hau realy be doing his you know. Fyodkx wou apo
Terhcepontattisroatiohe'takingmecnistoiscatemeftemater
chosen fo wile so| can gto know mys again
Bitar |am serobing down my thoughts on paper, stead ft
deonper screen t'sautearetesting change actualy ve anaysived
seg ord on paper, 2 ess hunter handle mekes obvious, |
jsthope you se that prs ofice box for mare than picking up the books
Inara io tack dow for you.
I guess tat is expressing my thoughts in my own way instead
dfn te extended queston-and-answer sessions Fyodor puts me
trough Whie Fs nerestisfatterng e's very intense. He's never
itrested nthe details and sometimes the details are what reveal the
mostineresing facts.
Liethefsttingltirkofeach raring, That sirterestng thought
ther tis moring, 25 woke up thnk other every morn, you mow.
lopened uptoher andshe opened up tome fcnevermetanyone
sabeasiltomein ind body ane sou, We aked through the right
tethee rights we spent together. he opened my eyes toa world
tatwas he nothing I'd experience or suspected eiste, even ater
las chosen
‘ure, Purple had taked to me about sore of it, but was
ays abstract to ink was an intelectual experience, not one of
pesson or invlvernent
Ay, Phra ved tis le every rit and ineced her every
ii Per every decison. Everything she did was amv cn te chess
Dodo fe’ posites. Experienngtthrough her was ke hig er
fa rctthrough the pages of a bock
Ad, each right, 2s we made ove in our unique way | became
patotthat fe Part other. Now t's over. Gane Gant know how to go
ary rere
Wil actly Ido
‘When saw her again a couple weeks ago al the faings carne back
ate tremors Ispent yg to squash them Sheburt meb.tstilove
ot
her. know that she's a good person deep down. [ve seen that part of her
‘too often to believe anyone who tells me otherwise.
Lsten to me. Taking like 'm some normal kid with his heart broken
bby his firstlove. 'veseen enough friends go through @ listened to themmpour
‘out their hearts, say how hurt they are, how they can never trust anyone |
agin Ive held them and comforted them, and six months later theyire
mad in kove agin,
‘Me?Imnctoneofthem ary more, aml? Theminutethe Messengers
first spoke to me, it al changed. | tried to go on as before, caring for those
| coxid, Then carne Phaedra,
My fistlove was a vampire and she hurt me, alright. Shetore bath
_mylegs oi wth her bare hands andleft me bleeding on the sidewalk And,
yet |stil want to forgive her. want to help her maintan the humanity that
she showed me. That’ what Im dong out here — searching fo er to
let her know that | forgive her. Fyodor isa friend and one of us. He's
offered to help, though he seems more interested in me and whet |
‘believe then in anything to do with Phaedra. Stil he's wing to help me.
search for het, andl can cetaly use iia my concn, despite my
‘determination to do things myself.
Tue CHosen
Why did the Messengers choose metor al this? Who the hel are they
‘to inlict this ife on me?
There's al kinds of theories out there about who the Messengers:
are, There are probably 2s many as there are chosen, | guess. Some
ofthem seem uty rdcueus, Alen? No, [don think so. The idee
jens versus “monsters is just too much ike a bad sci move
Government experiment? Why use college kids instead of soldiers?
‘the government really is fighting a secret war against the supernatural
i would use the hes ofre
Yay oe theory aed tome tat the Messengers aresome
sort of manifestation of he huran race's subeoscs ng win
each ofusto say nomare" tote tings that eed onthe efor, the
vials, bin each of us
1s a tightening though, init &? Theres no superatral
crmniscent dey bend the mbuin, just huran nature Wealknow
tow fable we can be. Everytime Wrness1 does rol cal on
hunter-net and afew more of us fat reply, we see how fable
human nature's Every tmellook own atthe space where legs
used to be, | see how fallible we are.
bk ”
Yue ENewy
‘Ter vitalislist@hunter-netorg
From: nurse216_
‘Subject: The other side (ony views, part 3)
[started talking about this the last time, and I'm sure many of
ees Spaca
(For those wondering where Ive been — muchas gracias,
ProfesorGeo — for the last few days, I have been looking for
the baby I talked about before. | had e dream about it two
nights ago and knew I had to search. There is a large construc-
tion site near the playground where | sew the zombito, and |
went looking there. The first night I found nothing, but the
next day I found Daniel — or he found me. | was afraid fore Caray
second, buthe lowered his gun and we talked. I won't do into
many details, bit maybe I ean go back tothe safe house soon.
Gracias, “Daniel.” We neverfound the little baby. will hve
tocontinue to search)
‘Yes, now back to the point. What ofthe bad things? The
sombiesand ghostsand vempires? The ugly things thatsomeof us
claim to "hunt"? Where do they come frm?
Tye seen mary posts from Bookworm55, Doctorl19 and
others talking about the “biology” of these “monsters,” but [
haver’tseen much discussion of why. Why do some people come
back from death? Why do some crestures want to hurt people
while others don'teven seem to care about us atall?
‘My son isa ghost, 0 [have thought ofthis voy much. The
only answer that makes sense to me comes fom my own exper:
ences. Let me tllyou.
‘Mp fatherwasanangy men. Hedranktoomuchandbeatmy
smother, my sister and . My mother just accepted it as God will
and letithappen. Mysisterran anay and nowlivesin another city
I visie her when T can and have seen the same bruises on her
dlaughtor that | once saw on her. Ido not hnow ft is her or her
husband who does the beating,
Instead of running. | got pregnant. mat Carlo when Iwas
in high school and I thought he was the best man I had ever
seen. So tall muy hombre. told myself and my sister and my
mother) thathe was everything my fatherwas not. Ofcourse, he
vas more like mi padte than I would ever admit to myself. was
five months pregnant when he get mad at the television and.
decided to break my jaw
IefeCarlo then and mygrandmethertook:ein. Mya
cried that Thad child and no husband, I decided I woud
be beaten again andl certainly did not want to beat. Carlow
and outof ail when my son was bey, andI raised mi hijo
could and builts home forus.! went back o school and
nurse and hoped tomake good life for my lte boy. Buti
heis dead,
Inourhome,Imede beautiful litle world for us bute
ther things touched him. Drugs and gangs were everyher
thestreets,intheschoolsandon the television. Carlo gotout
‘and insisted on getingto knowhisson,tyingto teach hie ha
bea man.” By the time he was tenager, my son idolized Ga
tend wanted tobe tough ike him. Hebegan to smoke andi
take drugs, and eventually he died
Bod things make otherbad things. Drinkingand anger
parents’ house made my sister hurt her children, led mei
Carle's bed, and took o0¢in my on. Even with me cacingfed
others showed him ways tomake charhate grow and he began
Tike a monster.
Ifelitte boy witha mother who loves him can become
ofotherboysanda dealerofdrugs why should we be surprisa
others can be 20 filled by hate that they walk: even air
: axe, think, that fll of violence and despa
;enot bom, they are made. doesn't materi
use a belt ora curse as thei weapon, Their hate comes fom}
theyhave received. Iwe teat our mission like a wer, we onl
thiscycle ofviclence worse. fu use care and compassion wh
aachance to help all the victims. To: hunter [email protected]
From: rigger! 11
fhis may all be bullshit...
PUP a a
Thooked up with a Chinese guy out here fora while. Bic ofa flake, but you take what you can get sometimes.
Anyway, I showed him some stuff from the list — trust me, he’s one of us —and he wanted ro say something. He
doesn't have a computer or nothing, so I said I'd post his message for him. It took him hours to punch out chis
fucking post and it strikes me as pansy-assed crap, but I said I'd do it so I'm doing it.
came to this country in a ship. For many days we sailed. had pai
he told that it would be easy. He lied.
a man a large amount of money and
‘Onthe third night, a storm hitand many people were very sick. My cousin went mad. Fan was an angry man and
hreyeled at the sailors and hit one of them with his ist. Soon many sailors were hitting him and hisbones were broken.
and he was bleeding, That night my cousin died and my hope to ever see my destination died too. i
“pleaded that they not dump my cousin's body in the sea and so they kept i in.a small room to rot. Days later
Tawoke inthe middle ofthe night. Noc to the rumble of my empty stomach or the pleading of another sick passenger,
Theardastrong voice and i said “THE DEAD RISE.” In che dark [ wenc to the room, trying not to be seen by the
ould beat me. [heard chem screaming and went forward like a mouse.
¥ palling on the door, trying to keep it closed, but it was opening. I watched and saw Fan come
Tknew it was him, but his body was pale and dead. He had terrible claws instead of hands and
dof a mouth. He attacked the sailors like a savage beast, biting at their necks and tearing out
flesh that he swallowed. One tried to run and Fan cut him in half with his hand. I was very
boice spoke again. “ALL WILL DIE,” it said, and | knew Fan would not stop at the sailors whe had
the began to move toward the hold, | stepped forward and he saw me. | was very afraid but I spoke
should not have come back. You cannot hurt those who have done you no harm.”
fs, Fan just looked at me. He did not breathe or move and blood dripped from his mouth,
ran up to the deck of the ship. | followed and saw as he ran toward the edge of the ships
and looked at me one last time, as if to say good bye. Then, he jumped and the sea
Gre not mad dogs. These are people and we must treat them like people.
Wa * + *
Joveydovey bull. Anyone run into anything like “Fan,
Navurat Setecy ion
Why have we been chosen’
Fyodor? The topic obs
{ogetar, he's asked about over and:
My relerences. Ah, yes, he's very interested in thos
Imight have reed about us
What unites you and me and
time we've been traveling
ns. My thoughts
— places where
to fit and slay the monsters once more
Hurray for us!
fons ior 9 and ales tobi fcrntimeto tne. Imabviousynotthe
fst ofus Fyodor has taken under is wing)
thik he's wrong and ve told him as much. |Iguess he doesn't
mind, because he just smiles indulgentty and strokes his bear. m
convinced by this Karl Marx shtick of his. Hs accent sips
occasionally t's most af he's become what he thinks he needs
heroes of old, That way
thinking might sut th tit doesn't much sut me
kid ina wheelchair who's never had a giltiend, Wel, not alving one,
hance of getting one no, eer. Having to help
nse into
your date whee!
romantic right out
[mot and fm never going tobe aighty hero, The frst so-caled
monster etwas adead gr wholhped by hugging How mary heres
ear doing that?
Tro fier. snot in ry nature to run soreaming at an undeed
thing with atreion inmy hand, as Ive seen others
she tore tim ap
restaurant rit most gin’ idea of a
‘The only answer can gives that care lalways have. veer
nice guy that ends tur tointheirhour of need. Sore ofthe hacen jst
em toneed to tak or atleast to forget that sad
Fite dead gl who just needed to tel her murderer and
feel that they cared HURTER BOOK: INNO!
Theothersmaylaughausandcausbat butlinow wewere chosen
‘ora reason ust dont know we wil achieve anything nthe er
Thebest precedent can finintistryisinthe sats — the ones who
preached tokrance and understancng, The ones who tamed the other
ches rather than take an ee for an eye, How many of them were
slaughtered beer anyone Istered to ther message?
‘YouksowlusedtoblarePhedafr the ossofmnyegs Now doit
thickshewastobieme. Maybe Andy was. teal be attacked frst Could
shehaveustbeen protecting hese?
Fyodor dsmissesthe dea Actually hecsrissesalotof myieas
about our origins. When | ask Him whi, he ust points out that fm
working from the wrong frame of reference, whatever the hel that
‘means Ive never pressed him ont. He doesnt seem to ke me ding
that Better not to, | guess.
Sithesgotre wotkingthebookandartiue dear oftheciies we
ass though, tying to fn realy obscure ot papers. He's okng for
someting, | gues am too We right as wellock together.
Tue Orne Side
‘As‘orthecther side they're there and maybe awayshavebeen love
rofesorGeo'svtas theory. | wouldn't have named my webste aftr @if
dt wonder ifthe good Professox ever got around topostingittothe ist?
Idohopehe'salright Hurter-net could do wih act more subscrbers with
his athude on what we do
Ine read enough myths and folktore in the montts site
ibang tobeteve that most othe hidden have been here for cents.
There were what seer lke prety dear reports of werewolves in
Eschenbach, Germany, i the late 17th century. The engravings I
seen seem a ithe the shapestifters ote on hunter have de
sorbed, aswel asthe one | enccurtered
‘There arernorevamgielegendsin moreparsofthewordthanlcan
comple. Butso much of tre acc that myths ive on them so tery
contraiccry thats useless, They seem tobe there, though Right back
through str, in the shadows. From wat Phaedraimpled — athough
shewas ays ay evasive —trereseerstobeascckeyoftherolsome
sort They play powers games with each other, perhaps to ofet the
baredom clone ie
So,meybe theyrenotioe predators Maybethe eiteigent They
rmighthave asocity and custrs ~ perhaps rot hat fret orn us
Pesheps aking whee the hidden came rom & ke esking where
arias care fer There's no serge answer, They evted fom some
primerda sop ist he te rest of us Which meas they might hve as
Trach rihttoexst as you and me.
Some cal tem monsters but ar they realy any worse than
LookatPaedta Sure she drs booc to suri love ance iy stck
from imeto tine Phaedra can eed without, Im ving proof tat
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Subject: Hello?
From: oraclel 71
To: bookworm5S, vitalis.list@hunter-netong
‘The angel lets me slip through time very
now, Bookworm. Even drivingdown theau
Tcan see the dead in Greece. Last month,
last week, next year, it’s all che same.
The angel allows me to se things from son
perspectives. Lunderstand why others hate so
Ie’ easy to look at the other side and think t
have to kill them all. And we do, I think,
there’sno other way. Butthe onesthatarealo
calm — the angel says we can help them. And
can help us.
Isn't chat what we all want? To help?
‘We can help so many people..
‘though | was ten by a dog when was 10. had my ees ripe
verre when was 18. Shit happens, | guess
(Imnotaitesure where thatleaves warlocks though Fram
with Purple, he did't seer to need vitals)
Cari the cthers see t? Ghosts are just dead pecpe Wak
among the most natural ofthe supematra
Too rany peopl ust see ther as the enemy though a
‘orgvere,Ihepedfosterthatidea As therein my hospi bel
