Hungry Hawk, Bird of Prey, Hunter, poacher, assassin, emotionless bastard, and many more. Those were just a few of the names related to the man with the name Hawk Anderson. Out of those directly under my command, he was the most collected and calm, not including me of course, although as mentioned in one of the names he gets called, he has apparently no emotions, some say that he just has a mask on his face and hides his true emotions, but I know better. He really does not feel anything, but I think that he does feel emotions, but really rarely.
Now, about how I met him. It was at the start of the war, we were winning, but was getting a little annoying, since their general was being stubborn and fixed on giving us a hard time winning. Something surprising happened though, all the important people in the enemy lines suddenly got their heads blown cleanly off, forcing the enemy to surrender faster than expected. After the fight was over, the one responsible for that came forward, presented himself as Hawk Anderson and calmly asked to join us. The look in his eyes, that reminded me of the eyes of a bird of prey, made me accept his offer on the spot. And as expected, he proved to be quite useful. Although there were certain incidents, but that is besides he point.
I learned about him more later on, whenever I had time. Apparently he was a hunter, and used to live deep in a forest and came out once a month to sell materials and buy necessities. He was also known for being able to sit still without moving for weeks on end, along with him having an inhuman accuracy made him the perfect sniper.
I did not interact with him much, he was a really professional man, without interacting with anyone at all, unless I asked for him to come, when needing to relay me information or when being tasked with missions and asking questions related to them. Because of that, I didn't interact much with him, he just did his job, no questions asked. I didn't mind it, was quite pleasant. I know his type. The ones who care more about winning and surviving than anything else, so I don't have to worry about him. Besides, everything always goes exactly as I want it to.
From what I heard, when I disappeared he just went back to his life before the war. A hunter will always be a hunter, no matter the prey, from beasts to men, everything's the same in his eyes. In the eyes of the Hawk.