Introduction

Hey there, and welcome to my take on the Bloodborne storyline. This was something I was hoping of doing ever since I finished Bloodborne for the first time. Which was probably about a month ago.
Beware that this is my first ever fic, so there might be a few iffy lines of dialogue, a "bit too much effort" and some terrible spelling on certain spaces. It would be great if anybody would identify them for me so I can edit them out and improve upon them.

I thought this concept was something unique for Bloodborne fics. Pretty much retelling the Bloodborne experience through the Hunter's eyes. Since from almost everywhere I looked no fanfic had tried it.

Congrats for DeviantD for beating me to the punch and stealing several hours of my life on fully investing me onto his story. Really entertaining and well done and well written. And I love the HunterxDoll ship you've had going on. Did it a million times better than I ever could. But I

And since this will be in first person perspective, my Hunter will actually speak. So I probably won't follow the actual story all too well. A lot of things will be changed based on what I as the Hunter would do.

Actions for the Hunter are in 3rd person, and thoughts are in 1st person.

And also, due to the long nature of some locations of Bloodborne and the whole dying over and over again I'll skip a lot of good portion of the non-important things and go to the more juicy bits.

And also I'm sort of aware that a good portion of the people who will probably take interest in this are probably aware of what Bloodborne is and all that and feel might feel describing the beginning with too much detail to be a bit too…"Extra-curricular". My response is. Bear with the first 3 Chapters. XD
If there's anything I can improve please tell me.

Chapter One: Awakening

"Paleblood" was what I kept thinking as I came walked over the entrance. I had traveled far to come here to Yharnam. Hearing of the miracles that the Healing Church was performing here was too good of an opportunity to pass up.

But hearing about the Beast Scourge in Yharnam made me rethink my decision for a while. I've hunted beasts before mostly small and a few big ones here and there, but from what I had heard on Yharnam. Things were bad. Really bad.

Eventually though, I considered travelling there to cure me of my aliment. They could probably need a helping hand I thought. Convincing myself that it wouldn't be much of a deal.

After several days I made it to Yharnam the large town being just as big and dense as I was told it was. The architecture was absolutely stunning. Who ever made the schematics for the city had some passion. I felt like taking a tour around town. But I then remember that Yharmamites don't take so kindly to outsiders. Some of the locals were already giving me distasteful looks as I walked around the main square.
I saw men grouping up to assist the Hunter's in the hunt for the beasts. I would soon join them, but as of the time. I had things to take care. Other than seeking a cure for my unfortunate ailment. I was searching for something else.

I had asked a few of the locals about Paleblood when I came here. Most wouldn't know a thing about it or would simply ignore me. Other's would tell me to "piss off" or would simply run away. But the Blood Minister seem to know quite a bit.

"Oh, Yes. Paleblood. Heh…Well, you've come to the right place." Said the blood minister.

For several weeks till now I've been thinking about was the hunt. What happened? How did it come to be. In my dreams I would always get this figure telling me to go to Yharnam. To seek Paleblood. To transcend the Hunt. Every night every day for two weeks straight. Eventually though I needed to go. And with the cure for my disease I couldn't say no.

"Yharnam is the home of blood ministration. You need only unravel its mystery. But where's an outsider for yourself to begin?" asked the minister

I looked at him, confused.

"Begin where?" I asked him

"Easy, with a bit of Yharnam blood of your own… But first, you'll need a contract..."

That didn't exactly answer my question. But before I could ask him again. He handed me paper with all these labels I'm supposed to fill in. My name, age, origin and my facial details and my voice. And what kind of clothing I wore. Really weird waver. I just filled in everything and finally put on my signature at the end and I gave him back the paper.

"Good. All signed and sealed. Now…Let's begin the transfusion."

He said those words as he worked his way around the vials of blood around me. After a few seconds, I felt blood being channeled straight into my arm. It hurt as fire was being pumped directly into my veins. Though the pain soon went away.

"Oh don't you worry…Whatever happens…You may think it all a mere bad dream."

I don't know if he's trying to assure me that everything is going to be fine after the transfusion, if he is he's not good at it. And him chuckling after that didn't help it either. As I leaned my head back, for several seconds… I didn't feel anything. I was about to ask him more about Paleblood , but then well. I blacked out.

I woke up later on the bed, I guessed the transfusion was complete. I looked around to see if that Blood minister was still there. And to my surprise he wasn't. In fact nobody was. How long have I been out?

My nose picked up the scent from my left, a very familiar scent. It was blood. I had hunted enough beasts to know what blood smelled like from afar. I looked to my left to see a gigantic puddle of blood on the floor. How such a large amount of it was scattered around the floor? I'll never know. Maybe some nurse dropped a jar filled with the here, highly improbable, but it seems to be the only reasonable thing I can think of to describe this.

As I looked at it a bit longer I noticed something. Something was coming out of it. As it grew larger it took a very familiar figure that of which I had easily recognized.

A Scourge Beast. Humans who were infected by the plague, transformed into these creatures. They're human like monster with facial features of a wolf and their body is normally covered in black fur. But this one didn't have, or at least it was covered in so much blood it was entirely red. With that much blood on it one would think that it came from a feast. And from the looks of it, it wasn't full.

I'm not going to be a beast's meal.

I commanded my entire body to jump out of the table but… I didn't move. I tried again. A muscle didn't budge. It's almost as if my body wasn't listening to me anymore. And the fact that the beast was taking its time to come towards me made it even worse. I kept trying to move, arms, legs, whatever my brain could possibly even command.

I'm defenseless. I'm completely paralyzed from the neck down. I thought I was going to die in a blaze of glory while killing a few of thoes bastards after today but not like this. As it slowly made its way towards me, I couldn't help but feel fear. Most of the times that I had faced Beasts I was armed or with my comrades. But I couldn't do anything here. This is terrifying.

I could only watch as the Beast came closer and closer. It lifted its claw towards my face as I prepared for my inevitable death.

But something unexpected happened. A miracle is what I would probably call it. The Beast's hand was set ablaze. The fire quickly spreading to its arm, and then to the rest of its body. It reeled back. Snarling and growling at the pain of being burned alive until it eventually it gave in. And dropped dead right on the floor.

I'm relieved. Somehow it just died. I breathed a sigh of relief.

How it happened and why didn't matter. I'm alive. Though, I still can't move. As I kept looking around the room to try and make more sense of the events that would have unfolded during my slumber I felt something grappling onto my leg. I look at it and I saw what can only be described to be a pale and small creature. Its face looked rather disfigured and it most of its mouth was opening and closing on a rhythm. I didn't have a nose either so I guess that it's probably breathing through its mouth.

But then I noticed another one on my right shoulder. And then another one from beneath my foot other's by my right side. I could other's hissing behind my head. As I leaned by more starting to join in. I panic; I tried to move, but once again in vain. I then feel myself slowly lose consciousness, my vision becomes blurry. Making it hard to see what these things were doing to my face. And soon it became a task of pure willpower just to keep my eyes open. I tried so much to stay awake.

As darkness overtook me, I heard a faint, but calming and soothing voice.

"Ah, you've found yourself a Hunter."

END of Chapter 1