write-it-motherfuckers:

owlsarefowls:

write-it-motherfuckers:

In general, Being a monster hunter is a thankless job. There’s always someone willing to complain about the damages, despite having been saved from a fate worse than death. Or someone calling you a murderer no matter how many lives you saved through your actions. 

The days are long, the wounds many, and the gains barely enough to get by most days. But looking down at the small child in your arms, seeing their eyes full of tears of relief as the dying cries of the creature that captured them, sound in the background, you know that all of the pain is worth it. 

Plot twist:

The child is actually a supernatural creature and the creature that captured them was a human.

You are a monster hunter. You hunt monsters. And sometimes, humans act more vicious and more evil than the one they label as the monsters. Sometimes, they are the monsters.

You are a monster hunter. You may be deemed as a murderer but the lives you have saved, both supernatural and humans, make it all worth it.

You are a monster hunter. And you hunt monsters down.

I was so desperately hoping that someone would go down this path. I have such strong feelings about the use of the word Monster. Love this so much