April Fools had dawned and already Hunter knew that a couple of his comrades were pranked. Colleen got a pie in the face while walking in the hallway, which was tame compare to the stuff that happened to the others. Muzzle had been released from his restraints, but in his overfed state, he wouldn't have been able to attack anyone anyway. Exile's work out machine made him so muscular, that he couldn't even move for a while. Hunter knew that he was bound to be next sooner or later - he suspected who it was, but what fun would it be to not catch him in the act - and when he was mysteriously sent on some mission to a warehouse, he had his suspicions confirmed.
Hunter opened the warehouse and found himself greeted by darkness. Despite the windows he saw outside, it was as black as the inside of his eyelids and when he walked in, the door slammed shut and stayed locked. He relayed on his sense of smell to guide him throught the building. There was a familiar scent nearby, one he couldn't exactly identify because of some other odor in the air, but Hunter smirked as he continued onward. The prankster was here and he was so going to get caught.
Hunter stopped and paused to sniff the air, but before he could do anything, someone whacked the back of his head and he found himself knocked out.
When he woke up there was light and when he began gouging his surroundings...
Copyright 2000 - 2024 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.13 seconds at 7:16am on Dec 24, 2024 via server WEBX1.