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 The hunters had a name once, long ago. It was forgotten during the thousand year reign of Rowak the Pitiless. When he and his armies took over their civilization, it was amazingly by popular vote. Ten years later, Rowak declared his political enemies as prey. Then came the culling of the weak, the genetic tinkering, and the retro virus plagues.
Thirty thousand years later, the hunters had lost almost all of their culture. Even their very names. Everything except for the hunt. What was once an empire spanning thousands of worlds became a mass of decentralized tribes, preying on anyone and anything they could.
When humanity first encountered them, there was bloodshed. The hunters responded to the communication by firing upon the explorer vessel just enough to damage it. The next week was spent tracking the wounded ship beyond its sensor range as it limped towards the nearest human colony. Then came the attacks. Random and without warning, the hunter ships came in small numbers. Even when outnumbered, their superior technology was more than a match for the people from Earth.
At first, the humans though it was a prelude to an invasion. It took some time to adjust to the idea of a race of disorganized marauders. The hunters were downgraded from 'threat to all mankind' to 'lethal shipping hazard'. But as human ships became more advanced, the hunters sensed better prey and came in greater numbers. None of humanity's so-called allies were willing to help. They scoffed at Earth's people, claimed that they should just accept the raids, and even raised their prices on weapons and technology. This posed a problem. And in true human fashion, the problem was taken apart, examined from every angle, and put back together in a way that would ultimately benefit humanity.
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