Chapter 1

Legend tells of supernatural beings living in the deepest parts of the Sion forest. These beings were said to grant a wish to whoever captures it. Capturing this animal, however, was no easy feat as they were cunning and fast. Many have tried and failed to capture these animals except for the Asami family. It was also said that the very first person to capture a supernatural was an Asami and from then on, his tactics were passed down to the eldest son in the family from generation to generation. Now, the current holder of those said tactics is none other than a brutal man named Asami Ryuuichi.

And his goal?

To capture a spiritual fox named Takaba Akihito.

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A man in a brown shirt and black pants trudged silently through the muddy parts of the Sion forest, grateful for the rain that softened the ground. Careful as to not make any noise, he slowly took out some complicated contraptions from his bag and placed them on the ground, making sure to cover it well with leaves and mud. The moonlight shone through the trees, showing the man's pearly white teeth as he grinned.

Now, all he had to do was waiting.

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He knew that he shouldn't have gone there. He shouldn't have walked those exact same steps after centuries' worth of experience. Yet, a nagging feeling was growing at the back of his head, telling him to go through his favorite pathway.

So he did.

The moonlight felt like heaven to him. Another trait that spirit foxes had was that they absorbed moonlight to keep their fur healthy. Dull brown fur turned into a healthy white color as he bathed in the goodness of the light. Unbeknownst to him, a man was staring in awe as the scene before him took place. It took a while to for his mind to process that there were traps glinting under the moonlight until he stepped on one.

He howled as a searing pain ran up his ankle. Crimson red stained his pure white fur.

A tall man emerged from behind the trees and pulled a string tied to a tree beside him. He yelped as a net pulled him up into the air. Trapped and feeling vulnerable, Akihito did what his instincts told him- to bite and get out of the net.

The bigger problem was the metal contraption which dug deeper into his leg with every move he made. As the hunter drew nearer, Akihito grit his teeth and yanked his leg free from the trap, leaving a chunk of his flesh and blood as he darted into the deeper parts of the forest.

Adrenalin filled the fox's body as the hunter chased after him. He twisted, turned and entered the deepest parts of the forest, thinking that he'd lost his chaser.

He was proven wrong when a gunshot echoed in the forest. Akihito felt delighted to know that the one after him hadn't given up yet. After all, the man was still an Asami and he knew that their kind never gave up.

He also knew that they never failed.

The spirit fox stumbled in shock as a bullet grazed his knee and another one embedded into his shoulder. The man was a sharp shooter and he aimed to slow him down, not to kill the fox.

Knowing that he could no longer run, Akihito painfully transformed into a human and climbed the nearest tree. He ignored the pain and the blood dripping from his limbs. One hand above the other, he agonizingly climbed to the highest branch and sat there. A few minutes passed and Akihito breathed a sigh of relief, there was no sign of the brutal hunter.

A chuckle escaped from his lips. Victory was his.

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Asami growled in frustration, the fox had somehow managed to escape him. He knew that he only had a few minutes before the spiritual being regenerated his wounds. Not wanting to waste those precious minutes, he jogged to where he last saw the fox heading.

A few minutes passed and no sign of the fox was found. Asami was about to grab a cigarette to calm his nerves when droplets of rain fell from the sky. He cursed his luck and sat under a tree.

No, he won't be the first Asami to fail.

He allows a small laugh to escape his lips at the thought of the shame he would bring to the family name. His thoughts were interrupted when a strange, metallic taste entered his mouth.

It wasn't rain. It was blood.

Quickly looking up, he found the fox he was looking for up the tree, transformed into a human and whimpering in pain.

"Shit," he cursed. He had forgotten that he'd used silver bullets which rendered the spiritual being unable to regenerate.

Climbing the tree was a hard task as the hunter was a big man and he found the branches snapping under his weight. Coaxing the boy from the tree was also out of the question as he gave Asami the middle finger when he tried climbing the tree.

Changing his tactics, he tackled the tree trunk and watched it shudder, expecting the boy to fall but he was stubbornly clinging onto a branch for dear life. A third tackle earned the large man a yelp and the boy falling down the tree. He caught the boy in time before he hit the ground and cause more serious damage.

"A-sami," the boy wheezed out. "What do you want?"

Asami marveled at how delicate the boy was and began stroking blond hair. His hand travelled to the sickly, pale face and began to think about his wish.

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Before Akihito's family was hunted to extinction, he was always known for being mischievous and stubborn, always doing as he pleases and never obeying rules.

His stubborn attitude was the only thing that made him cling to a branch beside him like a lifeline as the tree swayed powerfully from the hits it took from the man below. Unfortunately, the way he teased him and gave him the middle finger only drove the anger level of the hunter higher.

It was only the third tackle but it felt like the thousandth time for Akihito as he lost his grip and fell with an almighty yelp. He braced himself as he expected the hard, unforgiving floor to hit his back but was shocked as strong arms caught him and held onto him tight.

"A-sami," he forced his lungs to keep going. "What do you want?"

He felt surprisingly calm as large hands caressed his hair.

"I want…" Asami hesitated as Akihito felt a large hand cupping his face.

"You"

Akihito's eyes widened in shock as a warm pair of lips crashed into his own, leaving him out of breath.

"W-what-"the boy managed to say before his eyes rolled back and he fell unconscious.

"I want your all Akihito." The great hunter clarified as he carried the limp boy to his cottage.

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