Huntsman

What started as mere ripples were soon recognized as quite possibly the most potentially disastrous event any one world within the Multiverse would ever have to endure. This crisis was not limited to one world however as it existed in Nexus space, between alternate realities of the multiverse, and threatened thousands of worlds all at once.

The Huntsman Legion was born.

One hundred special agents, most genetically enhanced, were drafted into the Legion and each one sent through the Nexus Gate into a Multiverse crisis hot spot in order to quell the spreading disaster before it could spread.

Here you will find two formats to enjoy THE HUNTSMAN’S written adventures: As an ebook (coming soon), and in Prose form here.  The Masked Marauder Matinee is proud to present our first full cast audio drama featuring THE HUNTSMAN LEGION!

The Huntsman Legion: The Flood – an “audio drop” (short form) “audio drama” (full cast) adventure to stand as a teaser while our upcoming full length feature show finishes production.

Coming Soon, full length feature audio…

The cover for ‘The Huntsman’ audio adventures and ebook was created by April Sadowski. The ‘Huntsman Legion’ audio drama is produced in partnership with Nother Audio.

Excerpt…

“Legionnaire Log 38.97r.8
Classification Label: Huntsman R7R
Subject: Geographic Intelligence

I’ve been assigned scanning for a suitable location for the Huntsman to conceal his new mission, urban pacification, from the local authorities as well as the local criminal element here in San Ternion. The requirements proposed for this location were quite exotic, as such the Huntsman has been as of yet unsuccessful in his quest thus far. Based on the outcome of the last four locations he’s transported too, all pronounced wholly inadequate by him, and considering the state of the current location I’ve presented to him here my systems indicate an additional unsuccessful outcome.

“You take me to the nicest places Tower. You really do. What is that smell?” Tom Spenser, Huntsman R7R, jested with the artificial intelligence.

“Analyzing.” The Watchtower didn’t even notice.

“Skip it Tower, this place is all wrong anyhow.”

The Huntsman made a full rotation in the center of the dank molding basement to take it all in. Only seconds after appearing out of thin air – transporting into the sub structure, his body was still adjusting to the new environment he’d been transported into from across the city, the bitter cold air was attacking him as aggressively as the odors that waifed out of the filthy building’s moldy crevices. Shining his light around he exposed a few piles of rotting wooden shipping crates, a few pieces of broken furniture, and an old bed role presumably from a squatter transient that was more than a few days old. The location wasn’t even suitable for the homeless. Worse yet, it was not as secure as Spenser needed it to be.