The Good Hunter's equipment

Weapon: Rakuyo

Firearm: Hunter's Pistol

Armor: Modified Yahar'Gul set. Helmet is removed and only the hood remains. The hood has been elongated and conceals most of the face.

"Gehrman awaits you. At the foot of the Great Tree." The Doll said without a trace of emotion.

The Good Hunter shrugged, it wasn't as if that was anything new, but she thought that maybe they could say 'Good luck,' or something. Regardless, The Good Hunter turns around and begins to walk down the path leading to the tree, blowing a purple bang out of her face. They constantly got in her face during battles, and it was annoying, but she kept them as they were there when she woke up here. She didn't remember anything after she woke up in the dream, but that was to be expected.

She entered the breathtaking field of flowers. She used to come here fairly often, when she was new here. She used to be unable to handle the hunt, and the blood. She used to cry here, but it made her stronger. She wasn't the scared, weak person she was when she first arrived. She was a seasoned Hunter, with the smell to match. She reeked of Blood and Innards, which she was pretty sure were currently on her coat, but she had come to embrace it. After all, what was a Hunt without bloodshed?

As she approached Gehrman, she grabbed something from her pouch. She looked down at the item, which was a brightly colored plus sign. Even through all of the dust, blood and grime, the colors of white and purple could still be seen. The item used to be attached to her hair, like the other was currently. However, during a fall she had landed on the item, which damaged it and made the act of fastening it to her equally vibrant hair impossible.

She made that Beast pay.

It was one of the few things she began with, as she woke up otherwise completely naked and without a weapon. As such, she cherished the two pins greatly. She passed a light smile to the item, before gently placing it back in it's pouch. She approached Gehrman, and sighed. She felt like she knew what was about to happen. 'How many times has he done this?' Wondered The Good Hunter.

"Good Hunter, you've done well, the night is near its end. Now, I will show you mercy. You will die, forget the dream, and awake under the morning sun. You will be freed from this terrible Hunter's Dream." Said Gehrman in his comforting accent.

Freed from the dream? She thought for a moment. What was the world like, outside of the Hunt? She couldn't remember, but perhaps that was why it was so tempting. It also seemed like the only logical option. Why would she stay here? She had done her job. There was nothing for her in this dream. There was no reason for her to not do this.

She looked around the Dream one last time. The burning shop, where she had refined her weapons. The Doll, who had offered endless help and support, and this very garden. Where she often wept.

She turned to Gehrman, and offered a silent nod. She turns to face the garden, and gets on her knees. Closing her eyes, she hears Gehrman stand and draw his weapon.

"Farewell, my keen hunter. Fear the blood."

She listened to his parting words, and waited calmly. It didn't take long before she felt the cold steel of Gehrmans blade slicing through her neck. She was free...

Line Break

"Uurrghhh..." The Good Hunter groaned as she opened her eyes. She was met with a blinding, beating sun and was forced to cover her eyes with her right arm for a moment. It took some time, but she eventually became accustomed to the light, and opened her eyes. She seemed to be in a forest, and was currently laying in a small clearing. She shakily stood, holding her head. She felt that her hood was still on, and looking at her body, she realized she still wore the attire she wore during the Hunt. She also noticed her Rakuyo and Hunter's Pistol were on the ground next to her. Walking over to her weapons, she retrieves them and places them in their holding places. Looking around, the Hunter breathes in the air. It smells clean and fresh, which was... somewhat jarring, after being so used to the smell of blood and decay, she was not used to this smell. Despite this, it did make her feel good.

She sighs, and pulls her hood back. Her hair falls out, and finally gets to breathe.

The girl looked young. No older than 16. Her once fair skin was now dirty, and had specks of dried blood on it. Her hair was a vibrant purple, and seemed to be the cleanest part of her body, considering there were only a few specks of dirt in it. There was also the other plus pin attached to her right bang. It was covered in dried blood, but she didn't mind.

'Well... I suppose I shouldn't waste my time here.' Thought The Good Hunter as she pulled her hood over her face. She then realized she had no idea of where to go, and settled on picking a direction and walking.

One hour later...

She seemed to make a good choice in terms of direction, as she soon managed to find a rather large clearing with signs of civilization in the forms of an arch and a bridge.

'Odd... Why does this look so familiar?' she thought to herself. She stepped off from her elevated position, and fell the short distance to the level that led to the bridge. She stood and began making her way over to the bridge when she heard a strange, almost...jiggly sound. Turning to it, she was met with something that both shocked and confused her.

It was a... Beast? There was nothing else it could be, but this one was quite odd. It had the visage of a dog, but not like the ones she had fought in Yharnam. It seemed... happy. That wasn't the only thing. It jiggled and bounced around as if it was made of jelly, and it's coloration was a slightly transparent blue. It also didn't reek of blood like a Beast should have, because if it did, she would have smelled it before she saw it. Despite all of this, it was clearly a Beast. Why was a Beast here? Was she still in the Dream? Was this all some sick joke by the Old Ones? Her grip tightened around her Rakuyo and she gritted her teeth in anger. She suddenly heard an alarm, and the blue Beast made it's way towards her. She wasted absolutely no time.

She swiftly lunged at the Beast and plunged her blade right through it and into the ground behind it, trapping it with a shocked and scared expression, as if it wasn't expecting her to attack then. Regardless, that expression was gone in the next few moments after The Good Hunter brought her boot down on the thing, splattering it all over the ground. Fairly certain that the thing was dead, she pulled her weapon from the ground when the remains of the thing began to glow. She retreated a short distance, readying her weapons. But she would find that there was no reason to, as she watched the Beast... Explode into many crystalline hexagons.

She stood there for a moment. No Beast had ever done that before, they usually dropped dead in a bleeding heap. Brushing a bang out of her face, she cautiously approached the area where the beast once was, and found nothing that would indicate that it ever existed. It was as if it was never even there. Moving back, she noticed something flying over her. Readying her weapons in case of Beasts, she realized that the four figures flying over her had either not noticed her, or completely ignored her. She couldnt make their exact features out very well from here, but She could tell this much.

They were Human, or at least Human shaped. She was leaning towards it being a disguise, as no Human could fly. They all wore very vibrant colors and most had a strangely large chest. The biggest one had long, flowing green hair and wings sprouting from her back that were just as vibrant. The wings made her frown, could they be Beasts?

The second had long, snow white hair and black clothing, and had wings similar to the first. The third was quite short, and had angular wings like the rest. The last one was different, however. Overall, she was smaller than the others. Skinnier. Her wings were also more rounded and did not have any angles. Her hair was flowing and pink.

Whatever they were, they flew above the forest canopy and paid her no mind. Which suited her just fine. She made to cross the bridge, encountering more of the blue dogs which she ruthlessly slaughtered. 'These Beasts certainly aren't very intimidating...' She thought as she sent her boot through the second to last of the blue dogs, causing it to shatter like all the others. These 'Beasts' weren't worth her blade. They hadn't even landed a single hit on her, as they all dumbly jumped forward into her attacks. It's like they dont know how to react to a sudden assault. She sneered at the last, retreating dog before she raised her pistol and sent a silver bullet flying to it, penetrating it's body with ease.

'They don't even bleed...' She thought as she saw it shatter into the shining blue shapes. 'I need to get out of this forest...' She thought to herself, as she made her way to the arch.

Line Break

Nepgear followed the three goddesses closely. The past year and a half hadn't been easy for her, but things were getting better. Her shares were increasing and she was regaining the faith of the people. After Neptune...Dissapeared? Died? She didn't know. It was hard. If it wasn't for the goddesses and her friends being there for her through thick and thin, she would have given up. But now she was being rewarded for her hard work. Vert had invited her to play games with the other goddesses, and because her work schedule wasn't as crammed as it used to be, she could actually do it. And that made her the happiest that she had been in some time.

It had been a while since she had flown over Virtua Forest, and she forgot how pretty it was from the sky. Looking down at the forest, she was too captivated by it's beauty to notice a dark, cloaked figure looking up at the four. Looking forward, she smiled. After a year of gloom, things were finally looking up.

Suddenly, Lady Green Heart, or Vert, looked back to her with the sweetest smile on her face.

"Nepgear, I know it's been a while since we last spoke, and I wanted to ask if you are OK? Work isn't stressing you to much?"

She laughed lightly, before responding.

"Vert, I'm telling you I'm fine. Work is laying on me, yeah. But it's nowhere near as bad as it used to be. It's manageable and im doing fine."

Vert silently smiled and nodded, before turning forward again. When Neptune left, Vert was the first to step up and help her. After all, Vert saw Nepgear as a little sister, and Nepgear thought it felt nice to have an older sister again. Still... Neptune leaving put a hole in her heart that would never fully close.

Line Break

"Woah..." She said as she stepped out onto the vast plain. She had never seen anything like this before, and very few things had caused her to verbally express her amazement. Her voice was quiet, and sounded young. She was capable of raising her voice, she just didn't do it often. She didn't speak much at all, really. Not a lot of people to speak to aside from the Doll and the few sane Hunters she met in Yharnam.

Regardless, the sight before her was one you would never see in Yharnam, and probably not even in the Dream. The only sight she had to compare this to would be the flower field in the Dream, and that was leagues above this. That place was special to her. Despite that, it was still beautiful. The grass seemed to be just right length, with flowers dotting the field with many varieties and colors. There were also beautiful white, puffy clouds and a blue sky. This landscape was amazing. But that wasn't the only thing. In the distance, there was a city. It was big and imposing, and she could see the vibrant colors from here. At the center of it, she could see a large tower. With nowhere else to go, She takes the first step on her journey to the city.

Her walk was immensely peaceful, which she wasn't at all used to. She even pulled her hood down to let her hair get some air once she was certain she was alone. It felt nice, her purple hair blowing in the wind, despite it being somewhat short. She breathed in the air, noticing the new sweet smell it had taken on. It was jarring, but... calming. She smiled as she silently walked towards the tower. However, she was taken out of her happy state when she heard rustling from the treeline to her right. She frowned, pulling her hood over her face and readying her weapons. That's when she heard talking.

"Iffy, come ooonnnn, my legs hurt!" said an unknown voice. It was light and sounded fairly innocent.

"We just have one more quest, Compa. We can go back after we do it." Said another voice. This one was deeper and had a more commanding tone, but still sounded somewhat friendly. The Good Hunter stood there, her stance easing ever so slightly at hearing the voices. She waited until the two voices exited the forest, wearing outfits that she personally found to be odd.

One of the two wore a thick, white wool sweater along with a skirt and leggings. Her hair was long, but the color of her hair was beyond her. It looked somewhat orange, but that didn't seem right. The other girl wore a long, unzipped blue coat with a black undershirt. Her hair was long and brown, and she seemed to wear two leaves in her hair. An odd accessory, but it looked nice. As they exited, their gazes both landed on the Hunter. The one in the coat narrows her eyes and gets in a somewhat defensive stance, while the other one with the odd hair tilts her head.

"Iffy, why is that person wearing such strange clothes?" Asked the one with the strange hair. I couldnt help but smirk at that after seeing their clothing.

The brown haired one turned to her companion. "Compa, that's rude. Even though I wont blame you for asking that." The other one whispered, although her battles as a Hunter had improved her senses, including her hearing. The brown haired one turned back to The Good Hunter. "Um, hello there. You out questing too?" She asked. Questing? She was just trying to get to the city. She shook her head in response, and replied "Just making my way to the city." She said, pointing her weapon towards it, before placing it back in it's sheath, the dagger pointing outward for quick access in a sticky situation.

They both gave The Good Hunter a puzzled look as she said that, but she paid it no mind. The one with strange hair began to walk over to The Good Hunter, at which they tensed up a bit and moved their hand over the dagger, which didn't go unnoticed.

"Hey, you can calm down. We aren't gonna hurt you, uh..."

"My name doesn't matter to you right now." She said with a slight edge to her voice, and they both recoiled. She had said that partly because they had no reason to know her name, and because she didn't remember it. The Dream tends to screw with your memories. However, she moved her hand away from her weapon.

"Um, okay then... Im Compa." Said the one with strange hair. Compa began to walk over to The Good Hunter, despite the other one shooting her a glare that yelled 'Dont you do it missy!'. However, once she got closer to the Hunter, she stopped for a moment. She seemed to be sniffing something, before her face scrunched up and she pinches her nose shut.

"My goodness! You're smelly!" Exclaimed Compa as she retreated to a safer distance, earning a scolding look from the other.

"Compa! That was really rude." Said the other one as she began to walk up to the Hunter. "Im sorry about that, she can be a bit of an airhead someti-" She suddenly stopped as she got closer. She then plugged her nose and began to back away. "Okay, she may have been rude, but she wasn't lying. When was the last time you bathed?!" Asked the woman. That was something she didn't even have to think about. She knew she didn't bathe once during her entire hunt, unless you count the blood of Beasts. So she shrugged and responded. "I don't know."

They both seemed to be shocked by this, and Compa stepped up. "What do you mean? Doesn't your home have a shower?" She asked. The Good Hunter sighed, and spoke. "I am not fortunate enough to have a residence." She deadpanned, earning sad eyes from the one in the blue coat and a gasp from Compa.

"Y-You're homeless?" Asked Compa, sadness lacing her voice. To The Good Hunter, It didn't seem like that big of a deal. "I suppose I am, yes." Compa's eyes began to slightly water, before she turned to the other.

"Iffy, can we please take this girl back to my home just for one night?" Compa asked. Iffy was the other ones name, then?

"What? Compa, no. If they've made it this far on their own, they can keep going. Besides, accommodating for another person, a total stranger as well, for just one night, could seriously mess with our plans!" she reasoned.

"But Iffy, they need help! Look at the state they are in! They stink and have no home!"

"I understand that, but you have to unders-" She was cut off by... something. She started to blush slightly as Compa looked at her, and Iffy began to shake her head. "No, you're not getting me with that again." She stated, to which The Good Hunter squinted and tilted their head. Was she using some sort of intimidation tactic?

"Buuuutttt Iiiifffffyyyyy!" She said quietly.

She would have left the two just then if it weren't for an all too familiar sound. The bouncing of one of those blue dogs. The two others seemed too wrapped up in what they were doing, so they didnt notice when two of the Beasts emerged from the forest. The Good Hunter instinctively drew her weapons and dashed over to the pair, much to their sudden confusion and distress. Before they could register what was happening, she was upon the Beasts in moments. Wasting not a second, she brutally and efficiently dealt with them by stabbing the first directly in the face with the large blade of the Rakuyo, before removing the dagger from it and slamming it into the second Beast in one swift motion. By the time they had both shattered, she had already returned the dagger blade to the other half. The Good Hunter then turned to face the other two, who were still registering what had happened.

"That.. Was... Amazing!" Compa exclaimed as she kept her nose plugged. She turned to Iffy and began to beg again. "They just saved us! Come on, you gotta!" Iffy seemed as if she was losing heart, and she eventually sighed.

"Fine. She can bunk at our place for a night. She can wash herself, eat dinner and breakfast, and leave." Said Iffy, before turning to The Good Hunter as she sheathed her Rakuyo. "Unless you already had plans?" She asked, hope in her eyes. The Good Hunter shook their head no, and she spoke. "However, I request complete privacy unless I say otherwise while I am there." The Hunter more demanded then asked, which earned them a suspicious look, followed by a nod and a "Mhm!" from Iffy and Compa respectively. And with that, Iffy began to walk with Compa in tow. The Good Hunter sighed, not expecting for this to have happened. But, realizing how hungry she was and how she was no longer bound to the Dream, she would not pass up free food. So she began to follow the pair, blowing a purple bang out of her face as she followed.

Line Break

The silver lining was that this place was close to the city.

Compa's house was almost nauseating. There was so much color that The Good Hunter wasn't used to, so it messed with her head. Not to mention the giant needle in the corner made her shiver slightly. Iffy went over to a table and pulled a chair, sitting on it as she pulled a strange device from a pouch on her coat. Compa on the other hand suddenly and forcefully grabs her by the shoulder and drags her off to another room. This irritated the Hunter, but she brushed it off for now, as these two were letting her rest in their home. Suddenly, she found herself in what looked to be a bathroom.

"Now, first things first, you need to get clean!" Compa then left the room, closing the door. behind her. "Just come out when you're done!" She said.

The Good Hunter stood there for a moment, looking around the room. She noticed a tub with a showerhead, and approached it. Placing her weapons on a nearby counter, she stepped in front of the tub, which was somewhat concealed due to the curtains, which were brightly colored like everything else in this place. Opening the curtains fully, she was able to step inside. She didn't bother taking her clothes off, because if they were complaining about the smell, they would be surprised to know that it mostly came from the blood and gore on her clothes. She was thankful that the Yahar'Gul robes kept it mostly hidden, but one with a keen eye would notice. Turning the knob, she felt the cold water hit her clothing. She shivered slightly, but did nothing else. As long as it got her clothing clean, it didn't matter the temperature of the water. For a while, she stood under the showerhead and lightly brushed her clothing, watching as the liquid turned red as it hit the floor, the result of the blood being mixed with the water. After some time, she noticed the water had turned quite hot, but it wasn't nearly as bad as some of the burns she had sustained on the Hunt, so she ignored it. Eventually, she noticed how the water was no longer flowing down the drain, and kneeled down to inspect it. She was met with bits of flesh and organs clogging it up, to which she pulls out with an annoyed sigh, tossing them into a bin across the room.

It took her some time to notice, but the smell on her clothes was still present. Looking around the shower, she noticed a small group of bottles in the corner. Picking one up, she realized there was a label on it. On the bottle was the word Swan, with a picture of a bird below it. Below that, it read deep moisture. She removed the cap of the bottle by twisting it until it came off, and she began to pour it on her clothes, scrubbing it in. It seemed to work, as she saw more blood get extracted from her clothing, and eventually the smell dissapeared. Putting the cap back on the bottle. She turns the knob all the way to the right, cutting off the water. She steps out of the shower, not caring that she us dripping water all over the floor as she makes her way over to a towel. As she tries to dry her clothes, she notices a strange object on the counter next to her weapons. Approaching it, she notices a switch on it's side. Flipping it, the device activates and starts to spin around, sending cold air at her. She defensively backs up at first, but realizes it is not a threat after a few seconds. She slowly walks over to the fan, feeling the air hit her. Suddenly, she gets an idea. Standing in front of the fan, she begins to more thoroughly dry herself off. While not completely dry, and admittedly somewhat cold, it was better than what she would have been without it. She deactivates the machine, and grabs her weapons, placing the weapons in their holster and sheath. Stepping to the door, she exits the room. As she closes the door behind her, and steps into the kitchen. She hears odd noises coming from another room. Hovering her hands over her weapons, she entered the room to see Compa and Iffy sitting on the floor in front of a strange square that had a moving image on it. In front of it was a strange, cubic device. They were both talking rather loudly, and held strange things in their hand. They did not seem to notice the Hunter, so she silently walked over to a sofa behind the two, intently watching the changing pictures on the large device. 'What sort of arcane device is this?' She thought as she sat down and watched.

The pictures seemed to depict two very musclebound, flat men walking forward and backward across a field, hitting eachother and performing impressive athletic feats, although the Hunter was sure she could do better. The two girls held these devices in their hands, and seemed to be roughly moving two sticks and constantly pressing buttons. What was the purpose of treating such strange objects so roughly? Then, she looked at the box. It was white and purple like her pins and the city, and had a large N symbol...

'Ugh... Why does my head hurt?' She thought as she looked at the symbol. It looked so damn familiar, and yet she was almost certain she had never seen it before. Suddenly, something... clicked in her mind. She wasn't sure what it was, but when she looked at the device on the wall now, she was somehow able to name it

"Television...?" She said out loud, and within earshot of the two girls. Compa jumped at the sound, and one of the characters on the television stopped moving, which let the other deliver a brutal punch to the face, which resulted in big, red words appearing on the screen.

"K.O!" The television said.

The two girls turned to look at The Good Hunter, who simply sat there and looked at the TV. Iffy then spoke.

"Well, looks like you finally finished in there. That was one of the longest showers I have ever seen somebody take." She said with a smirk. The Good Hunter shrugged, how was she supposed to know how long showers were supposed to take? Compa then smiled sweetly at her, which disturbed the Hunter a bit.

"Do you want to play?" Asked the girl, handing her one of the things she was holding. The Good Hunter tilted her head at this. "Play?... Play what?" She asked. Now it was Compa who looked confused. "Um... Video games? You know, the thing that was just on the TV?" She said with a joking tone, assuming the Hunter was toying with her.

"Im afraid im not familiar with the term..." She said, earning wide eyes from Compa. Iffy did not seem to notice, as she was engaged on one of those small devices.

"How do you not know what video games are? They are one of the biggest things in Gameindustri!" Exclaimed the girl. Gameindustri? Could that be the name of this land? Before she could respond, the girl grabbed the device at Iffy's feet and dropped it in the Hunters hands, much to the girls confusion. "This is called a controller. You use it to... control your character." She explained with determined eyes. Controller, another one of those words that sounded so familiar, yet so new. Compa then sat next to her, and pointed at the various things on the controller.

"You use this to move, this button is light attack, and this one is heavy attack..." She went on for some time, explaining how to use the controller. "Do you get it?" She asked, to which The Good Hunter nodded. She smiled, and used her controller to turn the screen into one with many small boxes with faces on them. "This is where you can pick your chatacter!" Stated Compa, as she moves an arrow over her chatacter of choice. Locking in her decision, she waited for The Good Hunter to choose. She put her thumb on the stick like Compa had, and the second arrow on the screen moved with it. She stared in awe at this marvel of technology for a moment, before she moved her arrow of a character by the name of Lyu. She felt a strange force compelling her to choose him, and so she did. Compa suddenly wore a somber smile. "Lyu, huh. He was always Nep-Nep's favorite character." She sadly stated. Was this Nep Nep someone she had lost?

She didn't have time to think on it as the characters were transferred to a boardwalk stage. A voice with no body counted down, and then the big red words "Fight!" appeared on the screen.

Suddenly, The Good Hunter began to play as if she had been doing it her entire life.

She didn't know how or why she knew how to play like this, but she was winning. Compa had barely managed to get a few hits in. It was like this character had been made just for her, and she was 'combo'ing' as Compa put it, like she had read his 'moveset' twenty times in a row. It felt like muscle memory to her, which she found exceedingly strange. It didn't take long for her to wipe the floor with Compa, winning both rounds.

"Wow, you're really good at this!" She exclaimed, a smile on her face. "You sure you dont know what video games are?" She asked.

"No... Must be beginners luck." The Good Hunter responded, earning a teasing look from Compa.

"Suuuuuureeeee." She said, before standing up. "Well, im going to make dinner." She happily said, before leaving the room. The Good Hunter stood up, and examined the room. Iffy was sitting on a chair in the corner, looking at that same device. She walked over to her, and inspected it curiously. Kneeling down to get a better look, she spoke.

"What is that..." She asked, causing the girl in blue to jump in her seat. After quickly composing herself, she looked at The Good Hunter, before responding.

"Sheesh, that hood makes you look real creepy. Mind taking it off?" She replied. The Good Hunter looked down, before responding with "...I dont like to show my face to people." Which earned a sigh from Iffy. "Fine, I'll respect your privacy for now. As for your question, are you joking with me?" She asked, sounding convinced she was right. The Good Hunter simply shook her head, to which Iffy sighed. "This is a cell phone. It allows people to communicate over long distances, among other things." She explained. Communication over long distances? Did this device remove the need of writing letters?

"Im kind of surprised you dont have one, most people do now. Can you not afford one or something?" Iffy asked. The Good Hunter then realized she did not have any currency. In the dream, the closest thing to that were Blood echoes, but they most likely didnt take those here.

"No, I do not have the currency required." The Good Hunter replied. Iffy tilted her head, and responded. "Odd way of speaking aside, you could probably make enough money by doing quests. And judging from your appearance and how you took on those Dogoos back there, I'd say you're capable of doing the job. Monsters will always be an issue, and the less there are, the better."

'Dogoos? Those probably were the blue Beasts I came across earlier.' The Good Hunter thought. And monsters? She had never heard the Beast called that before, but she understood what she meant.

"Very well... A Hunter must hunt, after all." She said coldly, and she could see Iffy shiver as she turned away. That's when she noticed a rather large photograph on the wall. Walking over to it, she noticed ot was a group photo. There were many people in it, all with vibrant hair and varying chest sizes, but one person made The Good Hunter's blood run cold.

At the very center of the group, was a young girl with the same, purple hair as her and the same pins as her.

'...What is this?' The Good Hunter asked mentally. Suddenly, she felt her head pounding. And she was seeing grainy, black and white images flash before her eyes. A single word rang in her ears.

"Neptune."

She shook her head violently, which brought The Good Hunter back to reality She looked to Iffy, and spoke. "Who is this?" Asked The Good Hunter, pointing to the girl. Iffy looked up and to the picture, her expression softening. She stood and walked over.

"Seriously? That is Neptune. She used to be the Goddess of Planeptune, until she dissapeared a year or so back. Hit all of us hard, especially Gearsy..." She said with a sad tone. "Damnit, im sad again. Im gonna go see if Compa is done yet." Iffy stated, walking out of the room.

The Good Hunter watched her walk out, before fishing through a pouch and pulling out the broken hairpin. She put it up to the picture, and her suspicions were confirmed. They were the exact same.

The Good Hunter didn't know what to make of this. If she really was this Neptune person, why didn't she remember any of these people in the picture? There was always the chance that they were different people, but that seemed far too unlikely.

"Dinner is ready!" Compa yelled out of the kitchen. The Good Hunter, or possibly Neptune, swiftly stowed the pin in her pouch, and walked into the kitchen.

She had questions, but she felt the answers would find her eventually.

-End of Chapter One.