End Of Hunting Season....

Alex PVs

"Yes boy, don't you know the origins of this organization?"

"No, I thought it originated in 1949 along with NATO, but you're telling me this organization is millenary, I didn't know that."

"Yep, this organization is much older than that, to be honest, they were untouchable before 1908, the twelve seats were fought and it was split into six.

And they began their games of conquest, provoked the first world war in an attempt to destroy each other, and the fight only ended when 9 of the original twelve seats died leaving no heirs, all influence and power died along with them. , and in the end, the last three that were left, were the basis for the current atlas, conspiracy, whatever." Raymond reveals the secrets of the world.

"Fuck! My dad got me into this mess, what the hell!" hearing it all, I couldn't help but swear.

"Hahaha... Calm down boy, they don't have the power they once had, even the three remaining seats before their deaths weren't as powerful as they were at the time of the 12, after all, two world wars, it's no small thing and it cost- them a lot." Raymond consoles him.

"Makes sense. Well, the chat is great, but I'll go ahead, this is too much even for me!" At the end of my words, I got up from the rocks and went straight to my tent, today is sure to be a sleepless night.

"Good night Alex, see you tomorrow!" Raymond Reddington responds.

The night passed without further revelations or interference, everything went well, in the morning everyone was awake and ready for another day of fun.

"Alex, you still haven't told us about your days at the military camp in Washington, are you going or not!" says Bob impatiently.

"Yes, I will, sit down to breakfast, eat while I start the story! Come too if you want to hear it!" I ask everyone to hear my story at the camp.

"Well, then I'll bother!" Kaplan says with a smile.

"Count me in, I'm the story guy, but this time I'll let you!" Raymond says already sitting next to Kaplan.

"Since everyone is here, who am I to walk away and not listen?" Sean grumbled already sitting next to Bob.

"It's good that everyone is so interested in my life, I was even happy.

It all started after I passed the camp entrance exam, which by the way has been easy for me as a hunter.

After the admission test, I met a man named Alan Fitch who was the head of this camp, he explained to me how things work, what the rules were, what are the advantages and disadvantages of being in this camp, so I started my apprenticeship and specialized training. . .

The first week was all smooth, they presented their courses to those who applied and the recruits got to know each other, I chose all the courses while doing my two colleges, that is, I didn't have time for anything else in my life, it was all very stressful until I meet two girls, they were from my melee, shooting, skydiving, and a few other courses, one was called Nez Rowan and the other was Francesca Campbell, I was the best student at camp and they were right behind.

We had a rivalry in everything we did, and that was good because it didn't allow me to relax and let go of my studies, for a whole year we competed and I was in first, and that generated a fight between the three of us, we didn't speak after such an event, but the competition continued silently until the mission period arrived where teams of veterans chose the recruits compatible with them to be part of them in the next year.

I was chosen by many teams, but I chose unit 157 to intern, we did several missions, everything was going well until the unit chosen by the duo, Nez and Frankie did a mission that went wrong and my team had to do an emergency rescue When we got there, almost the entire unit had been decimated, only three people remained, the Captain, Nez, and Frankie.

We did the rescue successfully but two members of my unit were killed, after this tragedy, I approached the two girls and found out they were cool, the course ended up with me and Frankie going into unit 157 and that's where we are to this day, Nez didn't choose any unit I don't know where she went at the time, but now she's in my unit and we're all together." I finish the story and take a big swig of mead to clear my throat.

"Damn brother!! This camp even has an internship system! Bob Lee is excited to learn more about the camp.

"At least everything went well for you, unfortunately, many lives were lost!" Sean drinks all his beer in honor of the dead soldiers in my story.

"Good job kid, the best in the camp, that's no small feat! That's why you're the youngest captain since WWII" Raymond tells Alex in a complimentary tone.

"That's great! Young people must be vigorous! Keep it up, Alex! You have a lot of potential." Kaplan praises Alex.

"Hahaha... Thanks, guys, you guys are great. Thanks for listening to my story!" I thank you all.

"Well, come on, because I'm going hunting today! We're going to eat bear meat today!" says Bob Lee, his stomach growling with hunger.

"Sean has bears in Texas??" I ask in doubt.

"Hahahahah..." Everyone's laugh

"Not that I know of... Hahahahah" says Sean between laughs.

"Bob, have you ever seen a bear in these forests? You're embarrassing us, you idiot!!!" I scream in fake anger as I hug him and slap him on the head.

"Hey bro!! I'm sorry I didn't know!! Forgive me..." Bob surrenders.

And so in that spirit of peace and family the days passed and the hunting camp was coming to an end, today was the Last Night.

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{A/N: Hand me your Power Stones, or Alan Fitch sends Berlin to your house to steal your cookies!!!}