Hello hello hello, I am the author of this lovely bit of fanfiction that you are about to consume right into your brainhole. I'll try to keep what I have to tell you brief. This story is several crossovers, but I will present it in a way that would still be pleasing for the typical Dead By Daylight fan. I work full time and I'm also writing my second novel, so please be patient with me when the chapters are few and far between. Review if you like with suggestions or whatever, I quite enjoy reading what people think of my ideas. Thank you.

The Bushman, Part One.

Ace

Life, if you could call it that, was not that bad here in the Entity's realm. Sure, it's scary as all Hell at first, and many are tempted to despair. Once you could get over the fact that it's never ending, you can allow yourself to have a little fun. You were not alone, and you had some people to talk to. Some pleasant, and some not so pleasant.

The place worked like this: there was a campfire that every so often (Roughly once every twelve hours according to Dwight, who had seemed pretty sure of himself.) would light up on its own. When it did so, four of the people living here would have to crowd around it for the trial. During the trial, you had to activate a few generators, avoid death, and sometimes take with you everything that wasn't bolted down. (Unless you happen to be Jake, where things being bolted down did not matter if you had the right tools and the right skills.) The pain inflicted to you during these trials hurted just as much as one would expect, but the pain inflicted to the sacrificed ones was plenty worse. Being sacrificed happens to every survivor every once in a while, and when it happens you wake up in the forest with very little memory of what happened during the trial. All you know is that you are very tired, and for some reason you feel raped. The feeling is very dreadful, and the lore goes that once it finally breaks you, you may become a killer. That's at least what Ace heard, although he's never been there to see it for himself.

Ace was laying down on his matress when he heard the bell ring. That meant that the Entity is calling for another trial. It is a viable option to ignore the campfire, but it's just not practical. If enough time goes by, four survivors are chosen seemingly randomly, and they have no time to prepare themselves. Ace eventually stood up from his mattress, and held open the shack door for the Detective and David. Jake had been kind enough to make some cabin and shacks for the survivors here using logs and scrap from the trials, and Dwight had been kind enough to establish some sort of social structure around here. It was pretty nice, especially when someone would call for a celebration. There was a river a few minutes from the campfire, and the people here really enjoyed playing around in it. There were other ways one could occupy themselves. If someone wanted, they could work on something to make the community here a bit more livable. If you were good enough during the trials, the Entity would sometimes reward you. It took Ace forever, but he eventually got his deck of playing cards. He made sure to take very good care of it.

At the campfire, Ace could already see that Feng was standing next to the campfire. Feng volunteered nearly every trial, but not because she was saving anyone else the pain of going through the trial. No, because she wanted to practice, so she could be the best at it. A short distance from the campfire there were a series of pegboards put up by the Detective. The pegboards were filled with information concerning all the killers, and how to avoid being sacrificed by their hands. As with everything in the Entity's game, everything was subject to slight change, so the boards were constantly updated. The sketches of the killers were also pretty good, although Ace thought them as unhelpful. Someone would have to be pretty stupid to confuse the Doctor with the Hag.

As Ace was approaching the crowd, he saw that David was also volunteering for the trial. Ace let out his signature smirk, as he knew David was only doing this in an attempt to impress Feng.

"Any other volunteers?" Dwight asked, holding a homemade clipboard.

The crowd was silent other than a little murmuring. Meg was whispering something to Claudette, and Quinten was nodding his head at something Nea whispered to him. The system for choosing survivors for the trial had changed over time, mainly because of Ace. Drawing names out of a hat was very ineffective because out of about a hundred or so trials Ace was only chosen once. Drawing straws was even less effective. Eventually, even Ace had to admit that it would be more fair to pick people based off of how long it's been since a given person had been in a trial. Ace has not gone to a trial in a while, so he preemptively slid his way to the front of the crowd.

"Ace and Quentin." Dwight said as he wrote something with his pencil. Quentin groaned, and Ace stepped forward to the item piles.

That's another thing about the system, is that every now and then you stumble upon items that can help you during the trials. Flashlights, medical supply, and the like. Ace's pile was empty, as he lost his pile due to an all or nothing bet he made a few 'nights' ago. He very seldom lost anything to betting, but this was a terrible time to be unlucky.

"Hey David, can I get a medkit from your pile?"

David, who was still standing by the campfire, crossed his arms. "You can 'av it for the trial, but you better not drop it, yeah?"

Ace smirked, and picked up one of the kits. David was a perfectly nice person if you could get around the tough British hooligan attitude. Ace watched Quentin be kissed by Nea before he picked up one of his flashlights to join the trial.

"Good luck." Said Laurie as the fire started to grow in size.

Ace couldn't help but laugh whenever he heard someone say that to him.

The four survivors closed their eyes. As soon as Ace opened his eyes again, he could quickly tell that something had changed. This was a completely different location! Ace let out a groan, as he knew this probably meant that there was another killer to deal with. That meant that he would have to adapt… Again.

Ace looked to the ground, where he saw the dry and dusty soil that he was standing on. He was somewhere warm, somewhere sickly. Ace was a little overheated, and a bit annoyed. New places implied new faces. Ace just hoped that he would not be the first one to meet the first killer. Ace walked forward, and he was happy to spot a 'Jigsaw box' as the Detective called them. That meant that the Pig was the killer for this trial. Ace smirked, he had the Pig all figured out. Ace wandered about, trying to find a generator that was concealed. Ace noticed some shacks, some broken down vehicles, some mutilated bodies, animal bones, and some hooks. Ace could not really tell the animal that the bones belonged to, but he did make some conjecture as to the nature of the killer by the hooks. The hooks were all made primarily of wood, and the hooks themselves were pretty thin. As someone who had been hooked countless times, Ace prefered the thin ones to the thick ones. The thin ones hurt slightly less. Something interesting about the hooks was the things nailed to them. Passports, drivers licences, and pictures of people from all around the world. Ireland, the UK, America, Brazil, almost every country that Ace could think of. Ace took some of the documents and put them in his pocket. Detective Tapp might want to look at these. Ace then entered one of the many shacks. There was basement entrance to this once, as well as a few bodies crucified on the walls. Next to the large tool cart, was a generator. Ace noted the window on the other side of the room, and he got to work on the generator. He had just started working when he heard a generator activate some distance away. Probably Feng, she was the best one out of the four at fixing those things. Fixing generators was never really hard, it was just time consuming. Ace was about half way done when he heard another generator start up, then a short while a scream. David's scream. Ace continued working, as he assumed that this was part of David's plan. Sometimes he liked to agitate the killer in an effort to distract them. Ace had to hurry, as he knew that the Pig would put one of those traps on David's head as soon as she was through chasing him.

Ace finished the generator, and a few seconds later he heard another one activate. That meant that there was only two more left. Ace was about to leave the building when he heard David in the distance.

"Come on Piggy! 'Av at it!" He yelled as he dropped a palate. Ace quickly hid in one of the lockers, as he knew that David would lead the pig in here. Soon, David was brought down by the big just outside of the building. Ace listened closely, and he could hear the trap being placed on David's head. Ace remained silent as the Pig delivered David to the basement hooks. Some survivors were saying that the basement hooks were quicker sacrifices than the normal ones. Ace waited a full thirty seconds after the Pig left the building before leaving the locker. He crept down the basement, and he quickly helped David off the hook. Ace felt no need to prolong David's suffering. The two sprinted from the basement until Ace felt they were sufficiently far from the building. The two hid behind this worn down blue pick-up as Ace used the medical kit to patch up David.

'Glad you let me use this aren't you?" Ace said sassily.

David only gave a muffled response, as the trap on his head naturally muffled speech.

"I see it as an improvement." Ace said with a laugh, referring to David's inability to speak. Eventually, David stopped bleeding, and went on his way to the nearest Jigsaw box. Ace went a different direction, and made sure to keep an eye out for the Pig. The Pig liked to hide sometimes, and many times she had caught Ace off guard. Ace decided to give David sixty seconds before he would start working on a generator. It turns out that Feng would not, as Ace happened upon her nearly finished on the generator she was working on. "David's got a trap on his head." Ace whispered, which caused Feng to stop.

"I'll give him thirty seconds." She whispered.

"I was going to give him sixty." Ace said softly.

Feng's eyes went wide, and she pointed directly behind Ace. He already knew what it was. Before Ace could even react, he felt a sharp pain in his back. He had been stabbed. He let out a scream before sprinting forward. Feng was nowhere to be found, so it looked like Ace would have to save himself. Despite being stabbed, sliced, hacked, hammered, chainsawed, choked, electrocuted, and bear trapped many times, the pain never seemed to get any more bearable. Ace was in throbbing pain, and yet he still had to run. He looked behind him to see the Pig was still hot on his trail. In the corner of his eye Ace could see that Quinten was nearly done with one of the generators. It looked like Ace was the only one that wanted to give David more than thirty seconds. As Ace vaulted one of the windows to a shack, he heard one of the generators fire up. One left.

Ace had very little time to examine this building, but he did notice that it looked like some sort of torture chamber. Lovely. The Pig was still hot on Ace's trail when he heard the final generator fire up. Ace dropped a pallet on the Pig's head, hard enough for the woman to completely lose her footing. It was there that Ace sprinted away with newfound hope. Ace ran forward, seeing David opening one of the gates in the distance. Ace was thankful to see that he got the trap off his head. Ace looked behind him to see that the Pig was still chasing him, from a distance however. The gate was open by now, and Ace was nearly there. Directly on the way, Ace spotted one of the skulls of the unidentified animals. He scooped it up, as he would expect someone else to be able to identify it. Also, the bone meal might be appreciated by Claudette for her garden. Ace gave a nod to David as they both reached the exit. Ace's pain was still very much there, but all the same he ran beyond the point where the Pig could get them. The next time Ace blinked, he opened his eyes to the camp once again. Claudette was ready with a first aid kit, to which Ace full heartedly welcomed. David helped Ace to the makeshift clinic that Claudette managed. "New area!" David shouted, which quickly got the attention of Detective Tapp and just about everyone else. There was no real hurry to get to the clinic, and Ace knew that this wound oh his, although quite painful, would not kill him. He got sat down on the clinic bed as Claudette healed him and Tapp approached him.

"So there's a new area?" Tapp asked, clearly excited. David had already left the clinic to boast, so Ace was really the only one to give information.

As all healing went around here, it was quick and very effective. Somehow a few bandages was all that was needed to fix a punctured lung. "Yeah, I brought these for you." Ace put down the skull, and handed Tapp the stack of documents. "Do you know what kind of skull this is?"

Tapp glanced at the skull. "I don't. It almost looks like a dog."

"It was very hot and very dusty there. Lots of dead bodies there."

"Reminds me of The Game." Said Tapp. "Who was the killer?"

"Your girl the Pig." Said Ace with a smirk, standing up from the bed Ace exited the clinic and returned to the campfire, where David was explaining what he saw.

"Can anyone identify this skull?" Ace asked as he held it up. It was Bill, the army man, that identified it.

"That's a kangaroo skull." He said. "You were probably in Australia."

"Well that's good to know." Said Meg sarcastically.

Everyone knew that the killer could really be anything, as the survivors knew that the Entity plucked victims from several realities. Bill's zombie apocalypse happened in a different universe than Tapp's murder investigation.

"Can anyone think of anything particularly evil to come out of Australia?" Asked Dwight.

No answer was given. After awhile of theories and observations, Ace decided that now was the time for him to relax. It would be a little while until he's called to a trial, so after putting the medical kit back to David's pile, he made his way to the river once again. He was thankful that nobody got sacrificed this time. The ordeal was unpleasant for everyone involved. Not only did the victim feel raped and for some reason unfulfilled, but the other survivors would have to comfort them. This lead to some sort of 'buddy system' in the ranks of the survivors. When Ace was sacrificed it would usually be either David or Bill that would try to comfort him. Of course, nowadays when either Nea or Quinten got sacrificed the other one would come to their aid.

It gave Ace hope that people could gain special relationships here. Ace would really like it if the Entity could abduct a minister so people could start getting married. Not that Ace should care, since he was a bit too old for the people here, but it was Dwight and Meg that found out that pregnancy was not a thing here. Those two have had a special relationship since Ace had first gotten here.

When Laurie bit the dust it was usually Ace or Claudette that came to her aid. Ace did it because the two seemed to have the same sense of time period, while Claudette always came to the aid of someone who had no one. That's why Claudette was very popular with the new people who got sacrificed often and had not developed relationships.

Tapp just now found that Bill was his buddy, as the two shared the same sense of discipline. For some odd reason Feng, on the very rare occurrence that she gets sacrificed, is most comforted by David of all people. It must be the tendency the two have for trash talk.

Ace sat down on one of the fashioned benches next to the river. It was a lovely river, although nobody could quite figure out where the water came from. Usually Ace would be taking a nap by now, as sleeping was a very popular pastime around here. Sometimes you could dream that you were somewhere else. When Quinten got here, he taught some people this thing called 'lucid dreaming', where the dreamer could choose their dream. Ace was able to do it once or twice, and he had to admit it was almost as good as the real thing. When Ace got to choose, he thought of his wife and kids. Ace looked to the ring on his finger. He knew that nobody was looking for him back on Earth. His wife and kids assumed that the mob got him, while the mob assumed that the other mob got him. Eventually Ace had to deal with the fact that there was no getting back to Earth, to his wife. He was a little envious of the younger kids with their relationships, but there was not much that he could do. Perhaps he could convince Laurie to hold hands with him for a while, but to what accomplishment. Plus, the situation is plenty worse for Bill, who only has his war stories to go to bed with.

Ace was broken from his stupor when he spotted Jake wandering the woods. Jake was the solitary one, never said much, but he was still very valuable to the people here. Ace had heard a rumor that he was interested in Claudette, but Ace pushed it out of his mind. It got boring when the only news around the camp was who was interested in who.

Ace sighed, stood up, and made the walk back to camp. Maybe somebody was up for a game of cards.