THE HUNTERS

“Everybody quiets. She will be here any minute now and we need an answer for our problems” said my brother Cairo out loud. “ I don't want to cut any of our donations programs. And I know so, does she? Come on guys I want to hear ideas, please.” added my brother. Cairo is my twin brother. He is the Co-Founder of our company and the president while I, Jaira Leblanc am the other founder and CEO. Our companies “Jay and Kay Lightwave” were our parent's idea but didn't get a chance to make it true. Our companies are a cover-up for what we do. My brother and I are hunters. We hunt almost every supernatural creature under the blue sky. Trying to keep balance and giving the human a fight chance at their fate than some creatures of dark defined that for them. The moment I stepped foot in Lightwave donation company, I was greeted by our employees with great smiles and praised for my looks. Well, I couldn't blame them or thought they were lying when they said, “you look stunning today even more beautiful than last time.” or “ you look the same like you didn't age a day over 26 years old.” because they didn't lie. Both my brother and I didn't age past our 26 birthday because we were cursed by a witch when we were little. Despite not having any memories of that event but we believe our parents and aunt when they told us that. I always take care of my looks so did my brother. That one is a heartbreaker. Our half-Indian and half Egyptian genetic heritage boosted our appearances up. My brother is the definition of hades features before banishing to the underworld. He got that blue eyes, black hair, a nice pointed nose, a chiseled jaw, and a killer smile add it. He is muscular, not bulky like Vin Diesel but like Christ Evans. And his height was just perfect like Idris Elba. When it came to me, I was as tall as my brother like Charlize Theron. I have green eyes, a nice pointed nose too, and a killer smile also but I rarely smile. I am neither thin nor fat. My weight was like Angela Bassett. I have waist-length black hair and a nice ass add it. I guess we have to thank our parents for our looks. When I got the elevators, I chose to ride with our employees instead of using our private ones. I only did that when I was in our donation company. Everyone was smiling and chatting with no fear or hypocrisy around me and that pleases me. As I reached my floor, I could hear my brother's panicked voice asking about a solution for the cutting problem we were facing. I chose to go to one of the cubicles outside the conference and texted my best friend who was meeting with my brother and listened before went in. I texted on a scale of one to ten how bad things are inside and she told me off the charts. I was about to text her something when I heard my brother begging for and an answer because he didn't want to cut anything in our program and neither did I. So I decided to walk on. “Hello everyone. I see all of you are on the edge of losing it” I said. “ so tell what each one of you has and see if any of your ideas can be a solution or maybe I can add to it to light it up, ” I added. My brother looked at me and smile. He always loved how I was the opposite of him. He was the hot-headed where I was the cold one. One by one, our employees have voiced their ideas. The problem was the outgrowth of the orphan population we were helping. They were needed more space for schools and hospitals and not to forget some space for fun. One of the ideas caught both my brother and my ears. It was from our youngest employee Kirah. She said, “why not make the next donation gala about that than the nursing homes because right the kids are in more need than the older adults.” I took some time to think it over with my brother and we both agreed that it was a great idea and thank her for it. Kirah was a shy one mostly when she was around my brother. I did not doubt that she had that idea way before I walked both too shy to speak. To add to her uncomfortable state I asked her, “ why did you not say that from the beginning. Knowing you kirah you most had that idea for while in your head.”. She just smiled and hung her head low when she caught my brother smiling at her too. The meeting was over. And everyone had their assignment on how to make the party great and exceptional and also send out the invites. My brother and I were heading out to and another of our companies when we got a message from our aunt and ask us to head to a town that needed help from some supernatural creature. Looked at each other, we went straight to our secret hid out in the parking lot for a wardrobe change and to make our escape and to go there. My brother always had some change in his wardrobe. Sometimes, he dressed all black or all white or black and white, and today he was wearing an all-red commando outfit. Unlike him, mine was always the same, all black with my hair in a messing bun. My brother’s hair was in his signature ponytail, unlike the other time when he let them loosen. He was also wearing commando boots than his regular boots. Yet again unlike I always wear heeled boots. There is something about fighting in heels. There gave you a girl look yet confident. When we got to the town, we headed to a part they called the midnight land which was weird because we never went to a pack land before. We always them outside their supernatural territory because whether it was vampires or werewolves or witches we did not go to their safe place. The closer I got to the pack, the uneasiest I got and my brother could felt that because we could always felt what the other felt when the feelings are very elevated. That was the case with me. I felt that something was super wrong and yet welcoming. As we arrived at the borderline of the pack we saw two men fighting each other and the energy radiated from them was massive and opposite. From the get-go, I already knew one was a werewolf but the other I could figure him out. My brother was about to walk in the middle of the field bit I stop him and pointed further away from the two men where others were also fighting and there were women included. I told him to stay put and waited for my signal because some were not right about the fight. I went to the two men. The moment they saw me, one of them stare at me with questioning eyes and the other which opening ones. I was troubled by the fact they just stopped and staring so I posed the wondering question, “ who are you guys. And why are you disturbing the civilians with your riot?” The black good looking guy who I presumed was the werewolf answered me, “ I'm alpha Rohan of the midnight pack and this is my pack. And who are you? And why is a human meddling in supernatural problems.” I was about to answer and when I heard brother in my ears saying, “ are you having a conversation with them? Why are you not attacking?” I didn't answer him and turned to the other guy and said, “ and you are you going to answer me or not.” “Who I am is none of your concern and this riot is between me and this wet dog.” he dryly said. Next thing I knew I was hitting with a ball of fire from the other guy and sent me flying across the field, away from them. While throwing away into a bolder, I could hear my brother calling my name and the alpha yell no to no one in particular but the way he did it was strange. When I hit the bolder, I was on fire and my vision was blurred into a blackout. The last I registered for was seeing both my brother and the alpha running toward me.