Chapter 396. The Hunt
It was nearly time for Scott to head back home but not before the grand opening of the hunting centre. Brotherhood members from far and wide were about to descend onto the Mediterranean island were fun and games were about to begin. Only the more senior Brotherhood members would be hunting on this first time with the others there to check the new resort out.
This centre was to service those Brotherhood members in Europe whilst other new sites were still being built in America and Australia.
Brotherhood members would have the opportunity to have hunks they want to hunt brought in or they could take the risk and hunt one of the unlucky guys that the Brotherhood namely Scott would bring in. The flesh from the stud they killed was to be theirs to dine on, however a disclaimer had to be signed to say that this was not always possible as the victim could have been killed by one of the many traps where you could not retrieve a body. For today however the flesh from those that died would be used to stock up the restaurant on the nearby island.
The hunting centres were Scott's brain child and he'd overseen all the final touches. The covert CCTV was working so all guys could be tracked in the control room. There were many different routes for them to take but all led to the same conclusion, no way off the island.
Fifth teen hunters were ready to hunk fifth teen unlucky guys each one with mini tracking device put around their ankles, this wasn’t to be used to hunt them more to recover the dead bodies in a timely fashion.
Scott had butterflies in his stomach as early nerves set in as the first young man was brought out.
Jake was the first to be led out in, his hands tied behind his back the young man had no idea what was happening to him. He'd been on holiday with some friends and had been snatched whilst on a little tour of the sun kissed islands.
"Whhatt, what are you going to do with me?" Jake begged as the man approached him with a knife. The man simply smiled and grabbed Jake's wrists as he cut the rope that bound his hands together then turned to Jake and said "Run." Jake looked at him as he man repeated himself before shoving Jake away. It took a few seconds for Jake's brain to click into gear and soon enough the young man was running, still unaware it was for his life.
Jan was the Brotherhood member chosen to hunt Jake, quite inexperienced in the order he picked up a javelin and threw it towards Jake. The running hunk heard the sound of the Javelin whizzing past his head and landing in the ground next to him. "Wow, what the fuck. These cunts are hunting me." He said to himself as he now ran zig zag in the hope to make himself a harder target.
Jan was busy trying to work out the crossbow when Scott and Giles told him he needed to get a move on if he wanted to capture his hunk. Now moving forward the group still had their eyes on Jake who despite breathing heavily carried on running.
He just looked straight ahead and failed to see he was heading for one of the traps that the Brotherhood had set, seconds later his foot tripped the wire that saw a spiked board fling up from the ground. Jake let out a loud scream as the spikes from the board impaled him, one had pierced his right thigh, whilst another had been close to taking off his manhood, three more had pierced his torso and Jake was barely still alive as the group of Brotherhood members finally arrived at the scene.
Laughter burst out when they saw the dying hunk, "looks like you failed on this one Jan." Scott joked as he inspected Jake's body, the dying hunks eyes followed him as he inspected the spikes that now protruded from Jake's back. Scott took out a knife and handed it to Jan, "it’s best to finish him off. Go on its only fitting you do it." With that he pulled Jake's head back and watched as Jan cut the guys throat. Jake gurgled for a minute before going limp a pool of blood now congregated on the floor. Jake had been a handsome young man and the first life the hunting centre was to claim.
The body was left in situ only to be collected at the end.
It was soon tome for the next hunk to be brought out and Henry was soon led out, like Jake his hands were tied behind his back. The young man from a posh family remembered standing on his hotel balcony and that was it, well until he woke up and had no idea where he was.
Henry was now running for his life as he saw the knifes in the hands of the people behind him. Magnus was the Brotherhood member chosen to hunt Henry and he watched as the young man headed off in a different direction than the one that Jake took.
Magnus wouldn’t get the chance to do much hunting as by the time he caught up with Henry it was too late. The young hunk had decided to try and cross the lake by swimming instead of going back on himself and using the bridge that had been built. As Henry swam across Magnus went to follow before being grabbed by Scott who said "I would do that if I were you." Scott pulled Magnus back and watched as Henry thought he was swimming to freedom.
The young hunk was halfway across when a Crocodile that had been stalking him made its move. From the shoreline the Brotherhood members watched as the reptile attacked, grabbed hold of Henry and then immediately began to instigate its death roll. The water splashed about as the beast rolled continuously, Henry's screams for help soon stopped as he disappeared under the surface and soon succumbed to the ordeal. The Crocodile began to tear off chunks of flesh and devour them whilst unsuccessfully attempting to stop smaller Crocodiles from doing the same.
Henry's baseball cap floated on the surface of the water as Scott said "The Crocs wanted him more than you did Magnus. That’s one we have to chalk off of the menu."
Michael was to be the third guy to be hunted, this unfortunate eighteen year old had been abducted whilst on a night out. He remembered a girl he was posing for a picture with asking a random man if he could take a photo for them, the photo was taken and little did Michael know but the girl had just placed the young hunk on the danger list as that man that took the photo was none other than Scott.
Scott always got what he wanted and soon enough Michael was in one of the holding cells waiting to be led out.
As the young man was brought out onto the platform he was more vocal than the previous two victims as he demanded to know what was happening and why he'd been stripped off his clothing and now wore nothing more than a pair of red speedos. He was quiet and still as the man carried the knife over towards him and the moment the binding that tied his wrists was cut he pushed Scott and ran away as quick as he could.
"Ahh this one wants to start on his terms." Scott joked as he picked himself up, "Olaf he is all yours."
The Brotherhood member who had been assigned to hunt Michael was a tall Scandinavian named Olaf, he wasted little time in stringing an arrow to the bow and firing, the arrow fell short of its target as Michael ran and didn’t look back.
The hunk dressed in nothing more than a pair of speedos took the same route that Jake did and soon stumbled across the dead hunk's impaled body. The reality of what was happening finally dawned on him and as he heard the voices behind grow closer he knew he had to run.
Michael had an idea though and soon enough he climbed a tree and hid, a few minutes later Scott, Olaf, Giles and two other Brotherhood members paused under the tree. Michael held his breath, if they looked up they would see him and he would be killed, after a brief discussion they carried on and Michael climbed down from the tree and headed into the undergrowth.
Unbeknown to Michael, was the fact he was in even more danger than being pursued by the Brotherhood, one of the exotic man eating plant that the Professor the eccentric Brotherhood member told Scott about was now growing up ahead waiting for any victims that wanted to head into the undergrowth.
Seconds later Michael's foot touched the sensitive leaf which immediately snapped shut around the hunk and lifted him up into the air. The leaf was enclosing all around the hunk although he did manage to have one of his arms from the elbow down protruding from the leaf. It was a race against time to see what would kill Michael first, would he suffocate due to lack of air as the leaf closed tightly around him or would it be from the digestive acids that the leaf now secreted onto its prey. Time would tell and Michael frantically called for help although none would come.
Olaf and the others had been searching for Michael for just over an hour and he was indeed a tricky target to locate. That was until the group split up and searched and Scott alerted the others when he found him.
As they joined Scott in the clearing he pointed up and said "Found the bastard, look he's up there."
The orders members looked up to see a bulging leaf with a white arm protruding from it.
"Fuck, fuck fuck." Olaf shouted "I was looking forward to tasting his flesh, but have been beaten to it by this plant."
"Relax." Scott replied "there’s more leafs on the floor. Michael was indeed a good looking guy but that’s the way it works. He's dead but not by our hand. There'll be plenty of meat to tuck into. Come let’s go and get the next one. You can hunt him if you want to Olaf."
As they walked away Scott was intrigued as to what would remain of the scantily dressed hunk that was now being slowly digested in the plants leaf.
Charlie was the next young man the Brotherhood would be hunting, abducted whilst on a lads holiday, handsome with a well-toned body Charlie was one of those guys that girls seemed to flock to, this made him slightly arrogant and cocky which made it easier to capture him.
A challenge was made about Charlie's manhood, he didn’t want to lose face and offered Scott out for a fight, the club door staff got involved. Charlie was taken to the office and handed over to the Brotherhood. In fact it was one of the simplest abductions they had ever done.
Charlie was led out shouting his head off, threats were made to kill nearly everyone there but these were laughed off. The arrogant hunk soon became a pussy cat when confronted with the knife. In fact it was amazing to see him go from threatening hunk to snivelling wreck within seconds.
Before cutting the rope that tied his hands together Scott whispered "I suggest you run as soon as those come off as we are going to hunt you down like a dog."
Charlie looked at Scott and saw he meant business, as soon as the rope was cut he was off and running through the fields towards the trees. Wanting to save face Olaf threw his bow down and now went after Charlie with nothing apart from a knife.
"Fuck, fuck. What have I got myself into?" Charlie thought as he ran through the trees. Branches whacked against his body as he moved closed to the trees and this was to be his fatal mistake as moments later he was engulfed in a net and lifted up into the air, his foot had set off the trap that would now lead to his death.
Charlie could hear the voices of his pursuers drawing closer and knew that he was in a helpless situation. Soon enough they stood beneath him and laughed as they pointed up at him.
"Please, please get me down." Charlie begged not knowing what was going to happen when they did. Moments later the rope holding the net up was cut and Charlie landed on the floor with an "oomph." The young hunk struggled in the net as Olaf approached him with the knife in his hand.
"One of you already escaped my grasp." Olaf shouted as he approached a squirming Charlie "I won’t let another do the same."
"Please god no. Don’t do this please no, no,no." Charlie begged before Olaf rammed the knife into the side of his chest, the young hunk continued to plead for his life as Olaf carried on stabbing him. Blood spattered up in the frenzied attack before Scott sensing the deed was done stopped Olaf.
"Stop now, he's gone. You finally got to do the deed."
Blood poured from Charlie wounds as Scott counted around forty stab wounds, the dead hunk was left in situ until the hunt was completely finished.
No sooner had Scott got his breath back then Brody the next guy to be hunted was led out. The young man had been a relatively easy subject to attain as he walked along the strip that night.
Brody was now running for his life, he knew that things looked bad the moment he saw the various weapons littered behind the group. Ali one of the more inexperienced members of the Brotherhood had won the right to hunt Brody, he fumbled around with various bits as Brody quickly disappeared out of sight.
Brody had just reached a clearing when the ground gave way in front of him and he fell forwards into spike pit. The eighteen year was impaled on the sharp spikes that protruded from the ground, Brody's blood trickled down the spikes as his body slid further down the wooden spikes.
Ali was disappointed when the Brotherhood members finally found their prey, however the spike pit was dangerous and Brody's corpse would be one that could not be recovered due to the dangers involved.
Ivan was the next young hunk to be hunted, the well-toned and tanned hunk had stayed for a late night gym session, cocky and arrogant Ivan was one of those lads that Scott was going to look forward to see die.
Sergei a Russian brotherhood member, skilled in firearms he was the lucky guy who would be hunting Ivan and laughed as the young hunk was led out by two Brotherhood members. The young hunk shouted and swore as he had to be restrained. Sergei walked forward and cut the ropes that tied Ivan's wrists, the hunk squared up to Sergei who lost his temper made a throat slitting gesture to Ivan.
Scott stepped between the two and whispered "You've got a minute. I suggest you run because he will kill you."
Ivan looked behind Scott and saw that Sergei was busy prepping a rifle, "fffuucckk" Ivan uttered before turning to run.
Sergei stood with the sniper rifle poised on his shoulder and took aim at Ivan. The hot hunk had nearly made it to the tree line when Sergei fired the gun. The group watched as the bullet thudded into the back of Ivan's head sending a spray of blood and brain into the air before Ivan fell to the ground.
"That was nice and simple." Sergei joked as he put the gun down as the group ventured towards a dead Ivan.
"Wow what a fucking shot." Scott said as he looked down to see the back of Ivan's head was missing and blood and brain lay scattered on the ground around him. "At least his body is in good condition for the restaurant.
Conor had no idea why he was running but the felt the pain of the javelin as it entered his back and out of the front. The easiest kill the young man had only ran a few hundred yards before he was killed. His body now lay on the ground visible to the next young men that were about to be hunted.
Shinji grabbed his box of Ninja stars, the Japanese Brotherhood member had vowed that he would hunt his guy and kill him with the weapons. A tall order considering the size of the weapons and the fact it would be a moving target. Francois was the unlucky guy who had been abducted and due to be hunted by Shinji.
Nineteen year old Francois had been taking a little break from his fishing when he was spotted by Scott.
Francois was about to discover that the saying being in the wrong place at the wrong time could actually happen.
The hunk saw Conor's body as he was led out and knew that things looked bad for him, the handsome and well-built hunk ran for his life with Shinji in hot pursuit. The first few ninja stars whizzed past Francois head as he disappeared into the trees. The teenager thought that the thick trees were a sanctuary and now quietly crept through them unaware Shinji was on his trail.
Pausing behind a tree Francois preyed that he would get of this alive, but that wasn’t to happen as one of Shinji's ninja stars hit him in the back of the head killing him outright. Another hunk was down and it was time for another to be hunted.
Ellis now ran through the trees, he'd already run past Ivan & Conor's body and had just tripped over Francois's. The young man had with an attractive body had been abducted from his hotel. Ellis had liked to play up to the ladies and it was one of these females that led him into a trap.
He now thought about what he had done to deserve to be hunted down like a dog. The truth was he hadn’t done anything apart from being good looking and having a great body.
His pursuers were not that far behind him and Ellis knew he had to keep moving, however he was being tracked by an expert animal hunter. Jürgen was an Olympic archer who hunted animals and now thanks to Scott had the opportunity to hunt humans. He spotted Ellis through the trees and cocked his bow and fired. The first arrow hit Ellis in the back, the second and third found their target in the front of his chest as he turned and eventually fell to the ground.
Despite being hit by three arrows Ellis was still alive when Jürgen walked up to him. He cocked another arrow and this time fired it into Ellis's head thus putting him out of his misery and ending the hunt.
The next hunk was the first that Scott would hunt, Emil had been abducted after having his drink spiked as he sat by the hotel pool.
Standing around 5'10'' with a fine toned body and a great meaty pair of legs Emil had no idea that he was about to die.
The young hunk demanded to know what was going on as he was led out onto the stage by two burly men, he soon went quiet and froze in fear when he saw Conor's body pierced with the javelin just a few hundred yards away from him. "Please don’t kill me. Please, please please." Emil begged as Scott walked towards him with the knife. Scott smiled as he looked the young man who was dressed in nothing more than a pair of speedos up and down. Emil started to cry and closed his eyes as Scott grabbed him and lunged forward with the knife. He expected to feel the cold steel stabbing into him but instead found that it had cut the rope that had bound his hands together.
"Go run." Scott shouted as he looked down at his watch and waited the minute until he could begin the hunt. Emil didn’t need to be told twice and ran past Conor's corpse before skipping over Ivan's that lay just before the tree line.
The hunk was running for his life, he had no idea where he was going and soon found himself setting off another trap that released a net that completely engulfed him and lifted him into the air. Emil twisted about in the net and tried to free himself but soon paused when he saw that Scott now stood below him.
Moments later the rope that kept the net up was cut and Emil fell to the ground. The hunk looked amazing as he moved about in the net.
"No, no, no please." Emil begged as Scott cut the net and then offered his hand to leave him out. Emil was confused, he had seen the dead bodies but this guy was trying to help, knowing his only chance was to go with the guy Emil gave his hand and was lifted up.
Standing next to Scott the young hunk uttered "thank you." And was about to move as Scott put his arm around his exposed shoulder. Moments later a sickening crack rang out as Scott broke Emil's neck and the hunk collapsed to the ground in a heap as Scott rubbed his hands together and gave the body a kick as he walked back to the centre. His hunt was over and Emil's fine body could be used for meat.
Zak had been running for what seemed like an eternity and had now reached the large body of water, the young holiday maker knew he had to get to the other side, his pursuers were hot on his trail and he was about to walk into the water when he spotted the Crocodiles, scanning his eyes he spotted Henry's baseball cap that floated on top of the water. He knew he didn’t have time to get to the bridge and instead worked his way along the bank until he came to another body of water.
He threw a rock into the water and so no reaction, the voices of his hunters drew closer and Zak knew it was now or never. He took the plunge and dived into the water, he was halfway across when his hunters stopped on the bank.
"This is gonna be fun. Just sit back and watch." Scott said as he folded his arms. Zak wondered why they hadn’t followed and was about to find out as a school of Piranha moved into for the kill. The fish nipped at the young man’s body as he now stopped and tried to fight the fish off, his efforts were futile as he screamed as the Piranha stripped the flesh from his bones.
The Brotherhood group watched eagerly as the water turned blood red and Zak's screams soon ceased as his body sunk to the bottom of the lake.
Four more hunks remained to be hunted and Jamie was the next to be brought forward, this dapper looking young man had been abducted whilst on a night out with his mates.
The alcohol he had consumed made it very easy and Jaime was now running for his life, he'd seen a few of the dead bodies scattered around and although determined not to join them he had no idea just how close he was to death. As he ran between two trees Jamie set off a trip wire, he managed to make it a few more steps before the swinging spiked log burst through his chest impaling him to it. The log continued to move back and forwards as Jamie's lifeless legs dangled and scraped along the floor.
Minutes later the Brotherhood members who were hunting Jamie saw the log as it slowly came to a halt. Jamie's legs were a clear indication that the hunk had been caught by the log. Group moved around to the front and saw that blood dripped from Jamie's mouth as two spikes protruded from his bare torso.
Jaime's body was left in situ as the final three hunks were hunted.
Giles was in line to hunt the unfortunate guy. That young man happened to be German teenager Oliver. The young man had been acquired as he made his way across a deserted car park.
Oliver had a fantastic lean body and was obvious scared as he was led out in his underwear. Tears ran down his face as he begged to be set free. Scott walked up to him and clenched his cheeks and pointed up to where Conor lay dead and then up to Ivan's body.
"Look, look at them." Scott bellowed as he cut the restraints that bound Oliver's wrists "And there’s more out there believe me. You have two choices, run for your life or stay and die."
Oliver looked at Scott, as tears continued to run down his cheeks, "thank you." He uttered as he began to run as fast as he could in the minute that the Brotherhood had given him to get away.
Unlike all the others Oliver headed to the left and was in the trees within minutes, 'smart move' Scott thought as the whistle blared that allowed the hunters to begin the hunt.
Oliver ran, he didn’t bother to look back, branches snapped against his bare chest as he pushed on further ahead. Moments later he ran out of the trees and came to a halt as his feet splashed down in to a wet sticky substance. He tried to move them and quickly found he was stuck, seconds later he discovered he was slowly sinking. Oliver had just landed in a quicksand trap and now cried for help not realising he was asking his hunters to help him.
Soon enough his hunters were gathered on the side and watched as Oliver begged them for help. He promised to do anything if they helped him. The group just laughed as the quicksand was up to Oliver's waist, he continued to beg for help as his torso had disappeared and only his head remained, a couple of Brotherhood members waved bye bye as his head slowly disappeared leaving only his hand left which was soon devoured by the sand.
Oliver's fine body was one they could not recover as it would now unfortunately decompose under the sand.
Two hunks remained and Jürgen had won the draw to hunt the penultimate one. The hunk didn’t have any ID on him when he was abducted at a late night party and refused to give his name when asked. So the Brotherhood had given him the nickname of John Doe.
John Doe had a fine tanned athletic body and the young man put up a fight as he was led out. Somehow the hunk had managed to free himself and after punching one of the Brotherhood members and quickly disappeared into the trees.
"Ah this one is gonna be a good hunt. I can feel it." Jürgen announced as he grabbed his bow and began to pursue John Doe. The tanned hunk had passed the bodies of a few of the other victims "Fucking animals." He thought before it dawned on him that the only way he could escape was to take on his pursuers one by one. He found a suitable place to ambush someone and found a weapon he could use.
John Doe waited patiently, he could hear that his pursuers were drawing in and now clutched his weapon of choice. Scott was to be the Brotherhood member that the hunk would vent his fury on and as soon as he broke through the treeline he received a whack to the chest that knocked him to the floor.
Looking up he saw a sexy John Doe stood over him the large club like weapon lifted over his head "you fucking murderous bastard, I’m gonna kill you."
Scott knew he was in a perilous situation and closed his eyes as he waited to be struck by the club. Instead he was alerted to the sound of gargling and the noise of something hitting the floor, opening his eyes he saw the club now lay on the floor as John Doe's legs twitched, looking further up he saw that the hot hunk had been hit in the neck by an arrow that had passed all the way through and now impaled its victim against a tree.
Scott smiled as Jürgen offered his hand, the German archer joked "Now that’s what you call a hunt. Are you ok?"
Scott dusted himself down and replied "yeah. I'm off. Shame this cunt isn’t."
John Doe was near death as his gurgling slowed down and blood ran down his chest, Scott looked him straight in the eye and uttered "I can’t wait to eat his flesh." As he said this he saw the exact moment that the lights went out in the hunk who was left impaled to the tree by the arrow in his throat.
Scott was allowed to hunt the final hunk as a thank you for the idea and then implementation of it. Nick was the final guy to be hunted, and the young man who had been abducted whilst he walked along the strip.
He knew the situation he was in was a bad one, he'd passed a few bodies of the previous victims that had been hunted and even the alarming sight of Michael's arm sticking out from the leaf of the giant plant that devoured his body.
Nick was street wise and had so far avoided all the traps he could spot, but it was a lapse in concentration that would see the young man get caught as he put his foot in an animal trap that he'd failed to spot.
The trap clamped shut around his ankle and the attractive young hunk now cried out in pain which alerted his pursuers to his location.
Scott now watched from his vantage point as Nick frantically tried to free himself, he'd chosen a weapon that would make Nick's death an up close and personal one. He approached the young hunk with a buff body who was desperately trying to free himself.
"No, no, no." Nick begged as Scott lifted the sword, smiled and said "Remember don’t lose your head." With one swing Nick's head came shooting off, and landed on the ground as blood began to spurt from the base of his neck.
Scott rammed the sword into the ground and clapped his hands "Now that was a rewarding experience."
Back at the centre Scott was congratulated for the success by the Brotherhood members and it was determined that each centre would hold at least two hunts a year.
The process now began of collecting the dead so their flesh could be harvested for the restaurant.
The bodies of Henry, and Zak had been devoured by the Crocodiles and Piranha's respectively whilst Michael was being slowly devoured by the plant, Brody's corpse was at the bottom of a spike pit and Oliver's lay at the bottom of the quicksand pit.
Jake's was taken off the spikes and the trap reset, his body was thrown on the cart and delivered to the slaughterhouse where it was stripped of its meat. Charlie's body was cut from the net and lain out as the meat was removed from his fine frame.
Ivan & Conor's bodies were collected and cut up together before Scott collected Francois's hunky corpse. The ninja star was still embedded deep in his head and was eventually pulled out and handed back to Shinji. Francois was an attractive young man with a great body and Scott took a bit of time as he harvested what he could from the hunk.
Ellis & Emil the hunk whose neck Scott had broke were the next to be collected and the meat was stripped from both bodies, although Scott took him time with Emil's and wanted to ensure he tasted some of it back at the restaurant.
The final three bodies were collected together, Jamie's corpse was eventually pulled from the spike log and John Doe's excellent body was gently prised from the tree whilst Nick's head and body finally joined them.
Scott took quickly got rid of Jamie's body and then began to slowly work on John Doe's and Nicks, again these were two hunks he wanted to have a taste of so badly.
Before the group left the island the severed heads of the victims whose bodies were recovered were placed in a trophy room off of the entry hall. There meat was placed on the boat and conveyed back to the restaurant where the flesh of ten men was now put on the menu and some eaten that night in the celebrations that followed
Scott rested in his room that night, his belly bloated with some meat from each of those that had been killed. He knew he had to be up relatively early for his flight home.
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