The Hunter Chronicles

I suppose I should start at the beginning my family came from killarny Ireland in the 1700s so you could say my family has some deep roots in the United States. My family started out as a small celtic tribe in what is now killarny and we have always been hunters and warriors to the very core, no one give in to any adversity or challenge.Our main job in our tribe was to keep the creatures and people that would do the innocent people of our tribe harm and I don't mean things like bears or wolves I mean things along the lines of what normal people would call monsters.

I spent my childhood training with my family to hunt the things that go bump in the night , now most of my training was just bookwork such as memorizing various creatures and their weaknesses which continued for most of my life until middle school because my parents insisted on me having a normal life outside of hunting creatures so I got into things like heavy metal music and video games, thankfully my school days were uneventful save for the odd moron who tried to square up with me or an even worse choice was fuck with my friends to the point that even the local gangbangers left me and mine alone.All of this continued for a while until Highschool when the recruiters for the Army showed up then next thing I know I'm in Fort Benning going through infantry school and being sent to ranger school which was a breeze because of the Hunter training I've been through my whole life so you know that was easier for me than most to the point that I was immediately sent to special ops school which was familiar to me because of ranger school . My first mission was also my first time hunting a creature which was in Tanzania near Lake Victoria.

My name is Patrick Gormen and this is my story