Beautyful Hunter
Chapter.12(The mysterious figure)

The next day

Joan circulated her gaze, whether from when she fell asleep on the bed in a room with a golden nuance,  the walls around him were ash-coloured with many items he saw and did not recognize at all

"Where is this?" hissing slowly.

Joan blinked, when she saw a photo of her parents on the wall of the room. He got up and got out of bed.

"Dad ... Mama! Why are you leaving me here alone?" she cried back to tears.

Joan took a picture of her parents, David and Elena, who were killed. Joan does not know who and what purpose they killed her, especially Joan does not know who her parents really are.

All this time Joan only knew if her father was a man who was just busy in the fields, an ordinary ordinary man who was good to everyone, as well as Elena who was just an ordinary housewife. They never had enemies or envy them.

The 19-year-old girl continued to cry by hugging a photo of her parents, until she realized she was in that place alone.

Joan got up and put the photo on the bed, after which she came out of the room and looked around the house that looked lonely, the atmosphere outside was quiet and cold, too, it was accompanied by a wind blowing from an open window.

Joan stepped towards him and closed the shutters with her tears shrinking, she did not remember last night she was accompanied by Paul and this morning Paul was not there.

"Everyone has left me. Now I'm alone" he murmured. "Armghh!" his screech with a loud voice as he felt the heat again burn his nape.

This time the heat spread three times as much as usual until he came back crying so much as to endure the pain.

Tok tok ....

Tok tok tok tok

There was the sound of someone knocking on her door, with difficulty Joan crawling towards her hoping for help.

"Please ... Help me, it's so hot!"

And before long the door opened, a man wearing a black robe with a closed head standing in front of him, he raised his head as he looked at Joan.

"You've come!"

Joan frowned, "Who are you?"

"You certainly don't know me Joan, but I know you, even know you very well."

"Si-who?"

"Your father's job is done, now you are the one who carries out the task, stay alert to people who are close even Joan." he said again. "Believe me, your father and mother did this to protect you, they are at peace now with your ancestors" he added.

Wusha!

At that time, the wind blew very strong, the cold was even felt to piercing the skin and painful.

"Who are you, what are you doing, my mother and father are dead, does this have anything to do with you!" Joan's fizz without a sound.

Now the wind is getting stronger, even the sound of the wind roar violently, but strangely the heat of Joan's bends is no longer felt.

The figure gave a smile, though Joan obviously could not see it but she could feel it.

Obviously Joan was flabbergasted not to understand, she just felt the cold around her nape that had been hot since.

"What's this?" he said as he puffed his head towards the large black figure that had been standing in front of him but had now disappeared.

Joan was shocked and began to look for where but did not find it. Even the shadow was not there, only the wind now turned cold.

Joan was shocked and almost fell down, without realizing that she felt the strangeness because she was in her room and on the bed. "What just happened to this."

Joan blinked her eyes "Did I just dream?" he nodded slowly, staring around the room. "Yes ... It's dreaming! Jesus ... What dream was that!"

The atmosphere of the room looks exactly the same as it happened just now, the wall with the same color, gold ornaments that are seen and also a photo of figura hanging on the wall, everything he saw right now was the same as what he had seen before.

Joan felt strange, whether she was really dreaming this kai or not, it felt very confusing.

"What's this?" his great-grandson again as he felt clasped onto something in his hand firmly.

Not long after the shock he was getting shocked because he was holding something strange in his hand, a dagger made of gold with a tip that looked like a red dragon head.

He needs your strength so you can use it. The words of the figure he saw earlier in his dream or I don't know the dream or not that the figure clearly said it seriously.

"What's going on. Whether I'm really dreaming or it's real, but why does it feel like it's real and this." he said, staring at the object in his hand. "My nape was no longer painful and hot, either" his monologue again and now staring at the photo of his parents clinging to the wall.

"Who came and spoke? I was delirious .. I didn't know him before, but now I'm more and more confused by this thing."

Brak!

A loud voice rang out from the front room, Joan jumped down and went straight out to see what was happening, the atmosphere of the house that looked lonely was exactly the same as what she had seen in her dream earlier, even the sound of the wind roaring violently was exactly the same.

"What's this?" he said slowly."This....?" mumbling again.

Wusha!

"I didn't think David was lying!"

Joan turned towards the voice that made her startled, a person of great stature with all black clothes and also wearing black shoes, at first glance looking the same as the large figure she saw in her dreams. But this time Joan could clearly see his face.

Is this a dream that has repeated itself. Joan's mind looked very confused.

"Who are you?"

"Me?" Hahahahaha ...."

The sound of laughter echoed throughout the room, a loud and frightening sound."You won't know me, you never even know me ... But I know you, miss." she said with a sharp look.

So scary that it felt Joan wanted to faint, different from the figure earlier, her voice felt soft and soothing.

But strangely Joan's body seemed strong to stand even though she was afraid, but there was a strength that made her brave until she looked at him sharply, as if her heart and mind knew who was in front of her.

The enemy, the sound of the sound that said this, a sudden hunch strengthened if this figure also killed both parents.

"I don't know you!"