The Hunters Page #2

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was stolen from the island of Tuvalu years ago.

And Inspector Latassi's governement

is obviously very keen to have it returned.

Would you mind if I took a look

at your badges, just one more time, please?

Yeah.

Thanks.

Agent Lahtasi from Tuvalu.

That's right.

Pax, would you mind if I

talk to you for a second?

About what?

In private?

We can talk here. We're all just

trying to help each other, right?

Ah wait, no. It's just...

Brother stuff how to talk to girls and put on

deodorant, that kind of thing. Right, Pax?

Enough games!

Something tells me those aren't

Interpol standard issue.

How'd you know they were lying?

Tuvalu's not a member of Interpol.

Smart kid!

Now where's the three missing shards?

I don't know anything. I swear.

It's true. I've known my

whole life, he knows nothing.

Perhaps in the secret room

we've been hearing so much about.

Tripp?

Run!

Wait a minute, you wouldn't...

Oh no. Now I have your crossbow.

Pax, look out!

So do I.

Dylan.

Pax.

You know each other?

Move, move!

Let's go Lahtasi.

Way to go.

I cannot shoot a stranger with a crossbow.

I will.

Where'd you learn to fight like that?

Remember those karate

classes mom and dad made me take?

Where'd you learn to move like that?

Remember those gymnastics

class that mom made me take?

Yeah.

Who were those guys?

Murderers thugs.

Disguised as interpol agents.

But don't worry, I took care of 'em.

Name's Flynn.

Tripp Flynn.

Wait. How exactly do you

guys know each other again?

Uh. We are, acquaintances.

It's one word for it.

Dylan!

Didn't you say you dated

a girl named Dylan?

Dated!?

You said that we dated?

I said we went out few times.

Few times too many.

I'd take it, it didn't work out.

NO.

What are you even doing here?

It's complicated.

As am I.

Tripp!

Sorry.

I'm here because your parents are overdue.

For what? Fencing their stolen artifacts?

Wait. Mom and Dad are not thieves alright.

Technically, that's not true.

That are thieves?

Technically, that's not true either.

Let's get inside.

I'll explain it all in there.

Come on!

Tripp!

Stop cleaning.

Sorry.

It makes me feel better.

An ancient society called The Hunters.

That's right.

Warrior scientist who

find fairy tale objects?

I told you it's complicated.

It's not complicated.

It's insane.

It's kinda cool.

It's simple.

Hunters find, acquire and they

conceal and protect legendary items.

These items end up in the wrong hands.

It can endanger the entire world.

Aladdin's lamp.

The Golden Fleece of the Argonauts.

All stories.

All very real.

All very powerful and all

kept safe from evil by your parents.

Because that's what hunters do.

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