CHAPTER1 - hunter on the prowl...



Rainy days... i hate rainy days... no basketball, eating macdonalds delivery... which means soggy fries... wishing that there will be curry potato and otah... wishing the chilly and freezing memories of the past would be all burnt up by the burning curry that gushes down my windpipe... leaving only memories as good as the aftertaste as i savour the 10 consecutive otahs i stuff down my throat in seconds...



Shotgun... bullets... checked... i wear my leather jacket and reach for my keys quietly... trying not to wake my family that is in deep slumber... looked into the mirror before i left... dark Agnes B jacket, GAP denim, green Nike shoes... shoes that i have run with so often, occasionally to save my own skin... more often to tear the skins of those freaks that terrorise Pasereez City... i looked at my bleached hair that stood out in my attire... but then again, i need no camouflage... i always encourage my enemies to look for me... saves me the hassle...



i plug on my IPOD earpieces as my vintage bike speeds aff into the darkness that follows... Nana OST never fails to cleanse my soul, refilling it with a sense of justice whenever fatigue caused it to waver... then again... i cannot stop... i just cant... the chaos and screams that have plagued this town these days... have all served to make wad i used to love about riding away in the night in Pasereez... the song of nightbirds and the tranquility of the night... all these are now just embellishments to the mess i try to clean every night... the reality i try so hard to didguise every night... the false reality that the foolish Pasereez politicians use to earn another day of victory at the polls...



i love peace, birds and greenery... and for all these i will fight, fight and fight... the "HH" insignia on the back of the jacket feels like tonnes on my back... "horny hunter"... somthing the press has come up with when they have sporadically spotted a silver shotgun putting holes through the ones they believe to be innocent and pure... not a very glamorous name but seriously, I dun even give a shit...

Huihuang... tats realli my real name... I smell a very familar scent... so... let the hunt begin