CHAPTER 1 – MY STORY

My name is Hunter. To the world that you know and love I am the sort of

person that society just passes by. I am invisible. I am the white writing on a

white board. People are oblivious to me. And that is fine, for I shrink into the

background and become anonymous. You see I harbour a secret that every

law abiding citizen throughout the world is envious about. However, to the

deviant who decides to break any moral or legally given law, I am the black,

scaley creature with extra long sharp talons who creep about in their worst

nightmares that strikes fear deep into their cold callous hearts.  I am the four

horses of the apocalypse, enveloped into one being that will bring death to

those who in my eyes deserve it.  But before you come to the conclusion that

I am a person with cold vengeful heart which is made out of stone, stop and

read on as I will only meet out justice to those who warrant it. No one is too

big, powerful or protected to escape my version of justice. If you break the

law and bring hurt to any individual, it is my mission in life to seek you and

when I find you, your last few seconds will be very lonely and painful. 

Wrongly in my opinion, many commentators down the ages have declared   

that a civilised civilisation is judged by the humane way that they treat those

amongst them convicted of crimes and in prison.  I beg to disagree. I believe

that a society should be judged on how they treat the vulnerable, the old aged

and those that, through no fault of their own, are in a worse situation than

others. Furthermore, a society should be judged on how successful they are at

punishing convicted criminal and how successful that society is in decreasing

the amount of criminal acts committed.

Justice must be seen to be observed at every level of human endeavour and

seen to be held in great esteem. The justice given must be given with no

discrimination.

Over the last few years, an innocent person’s right to live in peace, to not be