To the Mountains again… 2
He walked into a 60-meter tall giant basement. Deep inside were dozens of towering black wooden boxes lined against the wall on the ground. The humidity level was perfect and the ventilation was decent. There were dozens of bow and arrows with black tree lacquer dripping on them.
They were weapons that his ancestors used to use.
“These will be perfect after just a little fixing up…”
Some of the most amazing weapons out of them all were hanging on the walls. They were the best ever made. All of them were old and had been used a lot. He opened one of the boxes to take a look at the things inside. He then turned his head towards a few small weapons across the room.
It was a place where his dad stored arrows that he had collected over the years. There were three big and three small archery strings stored on the top of the storage and on the left side there were inherited stones of various shapes and arrows lined up against the wall from one end to the other. On the right side there were weapons made with newer materials like the cover protection, compound protection, and other things similar to those hanging on the wall.
Rattle…
Jaehwang moved towards the right side of the room and admired the compound protection hanging on the wall. This was the present that his dad had left him. But it wasn’t for hunting animals, everything there was for hunting monsters. The hunters used the compound protection made from special materials to protect them.
The arrows were quite expensive and they weighed around 100 pounds. It was enough to protect one from an attack from a wild pig. But of course it wouldn’t work as well with monsters coming from other dimensions.
It’s usual weight was about 100 pounds but that special material can add an extra 200 pounds.
“Sigh…”
He adjusted a few things on the compound protection. He pulled a few strings and took a deep breath.
He rested there for a moment and then pulled the strings on the arrow a few hundred times but he just didn’t feel the same sense of enjoyment like he used to.
He then decided to use the weapons on the left. He used the strength consuming compound protection. He went to the hunting equipment hanging on the wall to the right and got a hunting belt along with a few other things.
“Stupid wild pigs… I will hunt them down.”
***
Taktak…tak…
Jaehwang followed in his parent’s hunting footsteps. He began the hunt as he tracked down the wild pigs. He put on a black baseball cap and dark camouflage patterned pants. He knew that the road was long but had made up his mind and he will keep moving forward no matter what.
He used to prepare so much more by taking so many things with him when he was just a beginner but now he packed nothing but his bow, arrows and the compound protection that he was wearing. He packed about one hundred arrows and all the essentials for them before he went out knowing that it was dangerous if he were to came in contact with a wild pig. He didn’t weigh much and even if the wild pigs were smaller than usual he could still get hurt if he was careless or came in unprepared.
“The shelter area hasn’t changed a bit.”
Jaehwang stood between a tree and rocks as he took a look around. Wild pigs could be found everywhere in the mountains, it was hard to estimate their numbers of them in an area.
“If I were to guess, I would think that there’s about more than 100… Or maybe less than 50….”
It may be more than that, or less, but he wasn’t scared. If he was scared of something like a wild pig then he couldn’t call himself a descendant of the best tiger hunters of the past.
“Everything will be fine.”
He planned to hunt the pigs and chase them away from the area. The plan sounded simple in his mind but he knew that it was going to be very difficult in reality, he double checked everything. He needed to make sure that everything would go according to the plan for the benefit of the village, his parent’s heritage and his own safety. He closed his eyes for a moment to build up his focus, then stood up to his feet and climbed up into a tree next to him.
Shwosh Shwosh…
He climbed up the tree at the speed of light as if he was running on the air like a fast monkey. It was quite easy to grab and jump onto since the tree leaves are big and the branches are heavy. He soon found a spot high in the tree and looked down at the ground with his eyes only half open. All that he had to do now was to wait. Jaehwang then started to close his eyes as everything was quiet as he sat in tree.
But then… Hiding out was going great until, something happened… Giant wild pigs started to show up in the resting area about three meters away from the tree that he was resting in.
***
It got darker and bugs started to crawl around.
The cold wind blew across the mountain peak and through the trees. The leaves on the tree shivered along with his limbs as the branches had started to creak, making it a hard for him to sleep. He was still feeling a little tired as he just woke up and was only half-awake but he was able to collect his focus as soon as he heard a noise coming from on the ground.
Tatak…Tak…
He first detected small but frivolous footsteps and after a few more seconds, a wild pig appeared. More and more instantly started to appear and the shelter area was instantly occupied with 20 to 30 of them with more of them still entering. There was a wild pig that was bigger than all of the others, it looked like their leader. It walked into the middle of the herd of pigs.
It appeared to weigh about 200 kilograms. It raised its head and looked all around the place. It then settled in the middle of the shelter area and began to rest. A giant male pig came along with a female following along beside it. There was also a baby pig that followed right behind them.
He watched the peaceful scenery of the wild pig family… but unfortunately, that beautiful scenery was soon ruined as his arrows began to rain down on them.
Swoosh…Swoosh….
Kwiik!!
The babies and the once calm female pigs shook in fear and violently buried their heads into the ground. The arrows haven’t hit any of them yet but the pigs were confused on what was going on. Their wild instincts caused them to stay still and bury their heads into the ground as some of the others ran around in panic. The flurry of arrows continued and one then hit the ground where the head of a giant female wild pig was buried.
Kkwiik!
The second shot hit a female pig and it screamed with a painful shriek and died. After witnessing that the other pigs ran away all in different directions trying to escape. Chaos had started to spread as the leader pig shouted a call and escaped signaling the others to do the same.
It was a 200-kilogram pig but it still had the special quality of a wild animal. It could run in zigzags while still maintaining its fast speed. But unfortunately, before it could even get ten meters away, it got shot in the head and fell to the ground making a loud thump.
It was very big but the long arrow hit its head making it struggle to move as it shrieked and fell. He watched it die and shot another arrow. It went deep into its eye.
Swoosh Swoosh! Kwiik!
The wild pig that stood in the center then died ushering others while running around in confusion. All of those who were still alive was finally out of the shelter area. The female pigs ran away with their babies running beside them.
Ttak…
He came out of the tree trying to make as little noise as possible. He stretched, looked around and then suddenly started to run out of nowhere.
Takk…Tak…
There weren’t any light on the mountain but that couldn’t stop him. At first it seemed that the pigs were completely gone but they were still around following their usual path. They didn’t intend to chase him but that was just the path that they were taking so there was nowhere else they could have gone. He looked back and saw a wild pig running right behind him as he ran away so he lifted his bow and shot at it. It shot 60 meters far…
Swoosh…Pakk!
Kwiik!
The arrow struck the wild pig causing it to scream as it sunk into the ground. He then instantly shot at another.
***
“Bakbak…”
Mr. Song awakened at dawn to the sound of chickens from outside. He yawned as he stretched his arms before getting out of bed. He had gray hair and was only getting older. He couldn’t get up every morning like he used to.
Ttak…Tak….
He heard a noise coming from the quietness of outside.
“Son.”
“Yes, grandfather?…”
His son said in reply. About 20 years ago when his son first started helping him, he would bring his family from his hometown to visit. But, something happened, he suffered from a terrible injury in one of his legs.
To the Mountains again… 2, The end.
