The Bounty Hunter

Everyone knows how these stories go, there's either a killer or some object and then there's the clueless victim of that object or insane killer, usually ending with the object or killer still at large or to never be seen again... but what if that wasn't the case? What if the 'victim' wasn't really a victim, what if he/she knew what they were getting themselves into beforehand, what if they were prepared. What if the victim wasn't really a victim...

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the killing of a monster

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january 7th, 2013: I've decided to keep a sort of log as i do have the possibility of dying at any time. I've decided to do some research on all of these creepy pasta stories to see which ones, if any, hold any truth. I've seen some weird stuff going on around here and i think maybe, just maybe, that these things could be an explination. I've taken deep interest in finding one of these things, seeing what we can do to them and getting a first hand experince of their power. I have all of my gear ready, I've got my colt revolver, set with 12 silver bullets, 6 already loaded and the gun is finely polished. I've got my knife, it's a 9 inch blade knife, with more weight in the front, the blade is very fine, and the added weight means it can cut through even the thickest limbs given the right swing... human limbs that is, im not sure about these things. I've also got matches, a flint and steel, and 2 lighters, you don't want to run out of ways to light things on fire after all. I've got a can of gas with me as well, a flashlight with extra batteries, and of course the required food and water. all of these things i have either on my belt or in my shoulder bag. I'm 25, I'm somewhat fit and I'm a good 6' 5'' tall. I hope this allows me to fight more effeciently. I'm going to put myself in some of the places these things have been seen and hope to find one. wish me luck

january 29th, 2013: the constant thoughts of WHAT WAS THAT  has gone through my mind so many times from my last update to now, it never turns out to be anything. through all my exploring I haven't found anything. this is ever so anoying, im not sure what to expect next from all of this. I feel like it's driving me mad... but I MUST find one.

febuary 14th, 2013: I think I've found something... it looked a bit like a furby, I saw it with a child, talking to it, i saw this from a window, and it seemed to be trying to get the child to jump out of the window. luckily the 6 year old child had some sense, im not sure what exactly it was saying but i know the child never jumped... I've heard about these things before, there may or may not be more than one of them, it has very large facial features, the largest being its eyes, it's coverd in a yellow fur and it stays within a childs room. I'm going to attempt to kill it...

febuary 15th, 2013: the family has gone out with their kid, perfect time for me to kill that thing. I decided to break into the house through the window, not knowing how else to get to this thing. I slowly creep into the house... it's already dark although it's only 6:30pm, no one else lives around here so there are no lights on in the house or otherwise, i start using my flashlight, pointing it around the place. i heard a creek from upstairs, instead of fear i felt a kind of thrill... I start heading up the stairs, gun in one hand and light in the other. I break open the door with one solid kick, the defening crack is all to be heard, as the thing, whatever it is, is still hiding. i start moving the light around... untill i point it under the bed. the thing suddenly comes out and charges me, I shoot it twice before it knockes the gun out of my hand. It had bullet holes in its back and on its leg, making it slightly slower than it would have been if not for me hitting its leg. I quickly drew my knife as it punched at me, I doged one hit aimed for my face but was hit in the chest by it. i was knocked out of the room, but it charged me again, I swung my knife and hit the things arm, then with my other hand with the flashlight i hit it over the head, a nice cracking noise as i did so. now the creature was on its knees, i quickly shoved my knee into where its chin would have been, knocking the thing out, I acted quickly and cut its head off, making sure it would not survive. I took the thing out of the house and burned the body using my can of gas and a match... it smelled very foul and i nearly threw up from it. the thrill... the thrill of killing this thing was immense. seeing it bleed... the nice load crack of its skull as i hit it over the head. I kept its head in my bag after it stopped bleeding... I felt compelled to keep it...