TW: Past abuse, PTSD, scars

Hunter was raised by a cruel man with no love in his heart. It took many years for hunter to learn what love truly is. His wife, sister, sister in law, niece, nephew, adoptive parents and now his children continue to teach him through the bad days.

(italics is a flashback and is the voice of Belos in his head)

Hunter was taking care of his three children while Willow, his wife, was working. He had older son, middle daughter and a baby daughter

He was playing with his daughter when he heard a loud crash coming from the kitchen and ran in to see his oldest surrounded by broken glass frozen and crying.

"What is wrong with you! Don't just stand there! Pick it up! Stop crying! I don't care if it hurts STOP CRYING! YOU ARE BETTER THAN THIS! MISTAKES LIKE THIS WON'T BE TOLERATED!"

"D-dad." his son spoke, breaking him from the trance.

"Her bud. It's okay." Hunter stepped over the glass and picked up his son, moving him away from the glass. "Are you hurt?" the child shook his head, still crying.

"I-im sorry! Y-you were with i-ivy and i."

Hunter gently cupped his son's face, wiping the child's tears. "It's ok. It was an accident. Now can you do me a favor? Can you keep your sister in the other room while I clean it up?" the child nodded and ran off.

Your weak

Later that day his daughter became hysterical as some toddlers do for what seemed like no reason. Just crying and not able to explain why. Hunter was on his knees trying to calm her, getting more stressed by the minute.

*smack* That is what happens to children who cry! Now either speak or be quiet!

The room went quiet as Hunter brought himself back, seeing his hand raised above him and his daughter still crying. He lowered his hand and took his daughter in his arms as he tried to figure out what was wrong. She missed her mom. That ended up being the problem.

For years hunters heard his voice. When his son was sharp with him.

"IF YOU EVER SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT AGAIN YOU WILL KNOW HOW MUCH PAIN YOU CAN TRULY BE IN!"

"I can see you're not ready to talk. I'll be here when you are."

"You're pathetic!"

"You're doing great honey," he told his daughter.

Worthless!

"Your amazing ivy!" He spun his youngest around.

"Im disappointed in you hunter"

"I'm so proud of all of you."

Hunter looked in the mirror staring at the scars on his face, looking down at his hands and rubbing the scars. He looked up in the mirror seeing belos before him.

"You're a disgrace to me. I raised you better than this hunter! Do you understand! You were better! You are nothing now! You are weak!"

"No. You raised me in fear. I raise them with care. We will never be the same."

"Your a disappointment to me"

"Good."

"Hunter? You okay?" Willow asked him.

"Yeah. just fighting with my demons." Hunter reached for his gloves but before he could put them on his wife took his scarred hands and kissed the top of them before leaving for their room. Hunter smiled as he put his gloves on and headed to bed himself ready for a peaceful and well deserved night's rest.