Four families: Cooper, Turner, Hughes and Andrews all have unimaginable strength and agility. They were born to be hunters. Hunters of demons and shape shifters that lurk in the darkness. All of them against the human race.

When Harriet Turner turns 16 her father tells her to pack her bags and say goodbye to her life. She is reluctant at first but once she arrives at the 'boarding school' she meets new people and begins to fit in.

There Harriet meets a boy who goes by the name Iggy, he is different to the other hunters and seems a distant person. Harriet is the only one he can trust but can she trust him?

This is a novel that mixes legend, romance and action to make a heart-pounding tale come to life.

Copyright © Georgia Ward 2013


6. {chapter five}

I am manoeuvred through trees which seems weird because it is saying that whoever it is doesn’t want to hurt me, yet. I have a plan for when I can see again and it is to do as much damage as possible and escape from their confinement.

Sand seeps into my shoes and I am stopped, the fabric is released, I spin and welcome the perpetrator’s face with a forceful punch to the jaw. “Ouch.” Iggy whines, holding his face. I clasp my hands over my mouth in shock.

“I am so sorry. Theo...He...” Iggy stops me and begins laughing, a little humorously and also a little painfully.

“I didn’t realize.” I start laughing along with him but into my hand, it is hard not to laugh. As I turn I stop laughing.

There is a picnic blanket and basket lying on the sand. I turn back to Iggy to see him half smiling half holding his face. “Surprise!” He exclaims before going and stands next to the blanket, he rubs his neck. Iggy sits and pats the blanket space next to him.

“I need to get back.” I say pointing backward. Iggy pouts.

“Come on. It’s calming; I want to make it up to you.” I think for a moment before sighing and sitting.

Iggy hands me a glass and pours some champagne in. He puts the bottle down and holds my wrist, examining the new tattoo. “Theo?” I nod. How does he know it is Theo? When it is faceless?

It is dark now and I am tired. I stand and look out to the sea. I don’t know what makes me do it but I begin to strip down to my underwear. I forgot how terrible I looked. Iggy is staring at me with wide eyes. “Come on.” I say walking towards the shore. The cool breeze flaps my hair around. Iggy joins me, rubbing his hands together. “On 3.” He nods.

“1...2...3.” I run into the water and when I turn back I see Iggy dying with laughing hysterically at me. “Is it nice?” I bite my lip.

“You know what? It is lovely in here.” Iggy laughs once more at my sarcastic comment. I signal for him to join me in the water he takes two steps in and stops. “Wimp.” I shout.

He manages to join me and when he does all we do is stare out to sea. It is quiet and beautiful and the only thing wrong with this is it is Iggy stood next to me.

We sit on the sand drying our clothes and warming up around the fire in silence, we are closer than I think we should be. I see Iggy glance at me from the corner of my eye, he raises his hand to my chin and turns me to him and leans into me for a moment. I believe he is going to kiss me but as I look into Iggy’s eyes I see Theo on top of me. I jump up. “I’m sorry.” I say before running away from him.


This morning there were no early wake up calls by people wanting to see me before training but I still woke extremely early. So I decide to visit The Patch and buy the right uniform as it is chilly out.

In the store are Lyla and Emily, at first they don’t notice me but when they do, they make it clear that they don’t want me there. “She is such a freak show.” Lyla says loud enough so I can hear. Snide bitch. She flips back her silky dark hair which always seems perfect and shoots me a mean glare across the store. How much I want to punch her right now. And I almost do but there is a slam of the shop door which grabs all of our attention.

“I have been looking for you everywhere.” Caleb says, charging over to Lyla and Emily. He sneers at me as I am gawping at them. “What do you want freak show?” I turn away and grab the clothes, the same man serves me and I leave swiftly.

Before heading back I decide to go and see Savannah. I head to the tattoo shop and find her with a blonde girl who I recognise from the first day. “Hi Harriet.” Savannah says, stepping away from the girl.

“See you later Sav.” The blonde says with a flick of her wrist.

“Remember Eleanora, ice is slippery.” Savannah jokes with the girl who giggles and walks away.

Savannah clicks the kettle on, “Want a drink?”

“Sure.” I sit on the tattoo chair.

“Back so soon? People might think you are a tattoo addict, or worse, a Dean addict.” I laugh with her.

Savannah hands me the drink and I take it carefully, it warms my hands nicely. “I wanted to ask you something.” Savannah nods. “About Theo.” I see Savannah place her cup down and sight. Is it normal for her to be asked about him?

“Do you like him?” I shake my head vigorously. “Has he done something?” I hesitate but nod. Then I show her my wrist. “Is that him?” I nod.

“Is he...troubled?” Savannah takes a sip of her drink and thinks about her answer.

Savannah leans against the counter, “He wasn’t the most paid attention to when he was younger.” The answer seems like the one I would want but wanting attention doesn’t mean rape. “Harriet...why is he on your wrist?” Savannah’s tone is stern and confusing.


“You don’t have to answer that.” I abruptly snap my head around to see Iggy. I don’t just up to hug him, I don’t even say hello. It is awkward for the both of us. I don’t know what to say or do.

Savannah does though; she walks over and takes him in her arms, “You never visit.” Iggy seems depressed again and it is almost normal to Savannah. Why does he only seen happy when he is with me?

“Hello Harriet.” I glance to the ground.

“Hi,” I jump off of the seat and place my cup in the sink. As I turn to Iggy I don’t see Iggy I see Theo again. I close my eyes tight and when I open them it is Iggy I see “I need to go.” I say grabbing my bag and leaving.

“Harriet wait up.” Iggy shouts after me. I stop and turn. “What’s wrong?” I rub my nose and turn my head away a little.

“I need some time Iggy.” He nods and turns away easily without a word. I sigh and head out of The Patch.


The training room has a different layout today, there are targets and in front of them are guns. I gulp. I’ve never used a gun before.

Theo approaches me but I don’t notice straight away. We haven’t spoken since the fight and that wasn’t really a conversation. My bruises have all come out now and I am black and blue all over. I was lucky Iggy only touched my chin last night and nowhere else. My chin is the only place that doesn’t have a speckle of pain near it or on it.

He pulls me to the side. “Harriet-” I stop him.

“I don’t know what to say Theo.” And the truth is I really don’t there are too many questions to be asked.

“Don’t say anything.” Theo goes to hold my hand but I slap it away quickly and walk away as fast as I can to escape his confinement.

“Freak show got a mardy on?” Lyla says as I sit down on the bench. I stand and charge at her.

“Shut your fat mouth!” I shout grabbing her by the scruff of her top. A Lyla whimper, not strong enough to cope with me when I am touching her now is she? She looks to Caleb who pulls me away from his sister, as he goes to punch me he is punched in the jaw by Theo. Caleb falls to the ground and Theo goes to kick him when Max stops him.

“Stop with the fighting guys.” He says impatiently. Maria joins me side and so does Ethan, he smiles at mw as Caleb joins Lyla and Emily, Lyla still seems scared of me as she shows fear in her eyes when staring at me. “Stand in front of a target.” No one moves we just keep out glares at each other. “Now!” He bellows, we all move to a target each, I end up stood between Theo and Iggy. The two people who I don’t want to speak to at the moment.

We raise our guns when told to and do as Max tells up to, looking through the scope on top of the gun we aim and fire when told. The gun jolts back when I fire and I miss the target, hitting the wall behind it. The next few times I just hit the outline of the target and Lyla catches on. “Aw, freak show can’t shoot straight.” I go to say something but Iggy gives me a sharp glare. I stop in my thoughts and go back to shooting.

“This is a Demon Hunter 4000-”Max says.

“Bit of an obvious name.” Caleb says, Max shoots him a glare and Caleb’s smile wipes from his face.

“Can anyone tell me what kind of bullets we use?” Max asks, pacing. When no one answers he stops and sighs, “They use them on vampire and werewolf TV shows.” Then I girl I have never seen before now raises her hand and Max points to her. “Mia?”

“Silver.” Max nods and smiles, thanking her. All I want to do is get out of here away from everyone.

I finally hit the target and from then on hit it perfectly. I watch as Theo hits his target at the exact point he wants each time, it seems he is a natural.

Harold enters the room accompanied by Dean, who smiles at me but it is swiftly revoked as Harold shoots him a controlled look. I wonder what is going on and it seems I will find out soon as Harold greets Max and points to me. Max nods and approaches me, “Dean Chambers would like to see you.”

I place my gun down carefully and walk to the Deans’. “Follow me.” Harold says stepping out of the room and down the hall to enter his office. As I step in Dean follows closely and shuts the door carefully. “Harriet, I want you to fight Theo again.” I stare blankly at him, getting straight to the point is not the definition of this.

“You what?” I say rudely, I want to know the logical explanation behind his request.

He sits on his chair, “Fight him and defeat him.” Harold’s words are strong and strict.

“I can’t do that.” I say, trying to back down from his request. I’m not lying, I can’t do it. Not after what happened last time. I basically let him hurt me because I thought it was the only way to get over what he had done to me.

“It is the only way to get rid of your fear.” I snort at him, fear. What does he know about my fears?

“I do not have a fear of him.”

“Rape, Harriet. That is something to fearful of.” I glare at him, wide-eyed.

“Don’t say that word.” The words leave my mouth sharp and angrily.

I hear something behind me, Dean stepping forward. “She was...raped?” I forgot he was there. Now he knows and I am unsure whether to trust him or not.

“I am leaving.” I say turning to the door. “You try to make me fight him and I will fight you.” I leave the room swiftly.


The mountains seem more distant than they did at first. Taller too, I remember Greg’s expression when he saw them, the glorious and steep mountains of which he would have to climb to become a better hunter than he already was.

San prickles my bare feet, to me it seems warmer than the other times I have let my feet sink into it and sooth me. I suppose it is warmer because of the sun that is blaring down at me.

The afternoon session of training was guns again, I showed up late so I wouldn’t have to face Iggy, Theo, Lyla, Caleb, Max, Harold, Ethan, or Dean. That is a long list if I think about it but it is a truthful list. All of those people show some kind of threat towards me.

I hear a sand move and abruptly turn, there is no one there. I must be imagining things now, brilliant. I walk to the water and stand with my feet soaking. The water laps at my ankles, I could stand here for days and just, just...stay calm. Escape the world of demons, nightmares and pain. All in a perfect world.

Away from this island is a place where I was normal. Friends, family and a real education not this hunter training that only prepares me to kill supernatural beings. Sometimes I stop and think about if my mother was still alive, how my life would be different with her here, keeping me down to earth, helping me and maybe even explaining to me why I am like I am. If mother was here I am sure that Greg wouldn’t be as protective over me like he is now.

I doubt that I would even be here, crying to myself over how messed up everything is. My world has turned into a big pile of pain and confusion.

I spin around and see a shadowed figure behind one of the trees. I sigh and turn back to the sea, “What the hell do you want?” I ask angrily, being interrupted has annoyed me. I hear a twig snap but do not turn.

“Harriet...” Theo says, placing his hand on my shoulder, I shrug him off. “Let me talk to you.” He says, pleading to me. I shake my head and step away from him. Theo stops me and turns me.

“Get off of me!” I shout at him, my voice seems louder than I expect.

“ isn’t going to go away.” Theo says holding me; I avoid making eye contact with him.

I shrug him off, “What made you do it?” Theo doesn’t reply. “What? Made you do it?” I shout. I am angry now and I don’t like being angry because that brings out her, the fighter, the strong one, the killer.

Theo grabs my waist and throws his lips onto mine, I push him off immediately. “Don’t touch me!” I scream.

“There is something here, something between us.” Theo says, convincing not just me but himself too that what is happening is not what it seems. I realize now that when he tried to have sex with me he believed that I had accepted. When he tries to talk to me he believes that he is doing well. Theo is messed up, believing things that are not true, creating a world of his own to cope with his problems. I am just a piece of his world, something he wants, and something to keep him sane. “Harriet, do it, please.” The tone of his voice it is pleading me to help him, to save him from himself.

My eyes trace down my arm and to my hand which is hanging by my side, a handgun is resting in my palm, I tighten my grip. My finger wraps around the trigger and I raise the gun, pressing it against Theo’s forehead. His eyes are locked on my, I can see the fear in his eyes, the fear of this world collapsing in on him and not coping. “Do it.” Theo repeats. I close my eyes and take a deep breath but as I pull the trigger I open my eyes.

This time instead of seeing Theo I see Iggy, but it is too late and the gun has been shot. The bullet has entered his head and he is in a heap on the sand. There is nothing I can do now, Iggy is dead and I am the one who shot him.

The sand meets me as I fall and begin to cry hysterically, the gun falls into the sand and so do I. 

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