Hunter of Beast and Grim

Chapter 1: The end of a dream

I own nothing except my OC

Hello readers I'm the Lazerhat9001 and this is my RWBY/Bloodborne fanfic. You've probably heard the whole this is my first fanfic and yadadadad so I'll skip it and just ask you guys for any impute or reviews so when the time comes I can go back and fix and revise my story's flaws. Since I'm writing this after I beat The Old Hunters DLC expect that to be in the story. Now here's a list of things I will not be putting in the story, also if I start leaning towards the things please comment and stop me PLEEEEASSEE.

1.No dark personality in my OC's head that's a manifestation of trauma, instincts or some other crap, Bleach did right but I know I can't.

2.My OC will be strong he survived Bloodborne after all, but he won't be OP.

3.NOOOOOO rushed romance this is so important, too many good fanfics have been ruined by that and with all my power I will not let that happen.

Here are a few important notes

1. The story will be a mixture of my character experiencing the main story of RWBY and his own unique adventures.

2. If you're expecting Beasts or nightmare monsters invading Remnant I'm not sure to be honest but a few ghosts may appear if you know what I mean.

3. The timeline is set after the episode The Badge and The Burden.

4. Rating will start off T but might switch to M in the future.

5. My OC will be only be using Bloodborne weapons because in all honesty their just as cool and deadly as RWBY weapons.

Well I think that's everything I need to tell you guys so I'll shut up and let you begin.

Have fun signed

Lazerhat9001

I stand up and get my bearings teleporting always makes me dizzy, as I open my eyes the unimaginable happens. The hunter's workshop is on fire, all my extra attire, weapons and items are all now burnt to a crisp.

I turn towards the Doll and demand, "What the hell happened!" I screamed, it truly made no sense I final slayed the Great one in the nightmare of Mensis after several failures and I return to find the only place of refugee I've had all night ablaze.

"Good hunter, you have come… Dawn will soon break… This night, and this dream, will end. Gehrman awaits you, at the foot of the great tree. Go on good hunter." Says the doll pointing towards the giant tree that had been blocked of by a gate the entire night.

My heart skips a beat hearing this, "The night is almost over, and this dream will end, but what does that mean for me and what does the sick bastard want from me?" I think to myself.

Deciding there was only one way to find out I make my way towards the tree. I tighten the grip on my cane and us it to support me due to the extra weight of the great sword on my back as I begin walking to the gate. As I pass through the gate I stand in awe of a beautiful field of white flowers there must be hundreds of them, "Why do they seem so familiar?" I think to my self. I bend down and pick up a flower and examine it, I gasp realizing where I've seen the flower before, "It's the same kind of flower Maria placed in front of the clock tower" I think to myself, "Guess you wanted a reminder of your old mentor huh Maria" I say out loud. Putting down the flower I make way to the tree and see Gehrman sitting in his wheelchair like always.

I approach him and say, "The Doll said you wanted to see me Gehrman." I say to the old 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" says Gehrman.

I should be overjoyed at this news Gehrman was going to free my from the Hunter's Dream my prison that denied me a true death. How many times had I died tonight? How many times had I been stabbed, beaten, crushed, burned, eaten, poisoned, shot and worse unable to let all the pain go and just die. But any joy I would feel at hearing of my freedom is replaced by a burning hatred.

"So that's it huh you old bastard you and what ever the hell you serve are done with me so your just going to throw me away." I say in a venomous tone. Gehrman recoilless slightly at my words he quickly regains his composure, "How much do you know about the origin of the Hunter's Dream?" He asks me, I couldn't hold my anger back anymore, "EVERYTHING, I know you made some kind of deal with a Great One creating the Hunter's Dream, I know you shaped it after the abandoned workshop under Cathedral Ward I even know you made the Doll as some kind of replacement for your old student Maria, the only thing I don't know is why, why did you damn me and so many other Hunters to this accursed fate of blood and death!"

I finish breathing heavily because I didn't take a single breathe during my rant. I regain my breath and look at Gehrman expecting to see him with an expression of anger maybe hate, I wasn't expecting the always mysterious and calm Gehrman to be have a pained expression with silent tears running down his eyes.

" It's true everything you just said, and considering how this is the last time you and I will ever meet would you like to hear my tale?" Gehrman says in a pained voice, taking a seat on the ground I say "Yes, tell me how this all started."

Inhaling and exhaling a deep breathe Gehrman starts talking, "A long time ago when the Scourge of Beasts was just discovered people were terrified every night they would barricade themselves inside there homes burn whatever incense they had and prayed they would survive to see the morning. I don't know what saddened me more to see people cover and fear and get brutally killed or the fact that all those Beasts where people cursed to seek and devour blood and flesh until they were put out of their misery.

Eventually I couldn't take it any more I modified my clothing into hunting attire created the first Trick Weapon the Burial Blade and began hunting the Beasts, at first I deceived myself into thinking I was making a difference but no matter how long I hunted no matter how hard I tried there where simply to many Beasts I could never protect the innocence alone. As time went on though people began to feel hope knowing there was at least one person fighting the Beasts, eventually men and women alike came to me and begged me to teach them how to be Hunters so they could finally stop hiding in fear and fight back.

Like a true fool I agreed and began training others we became a powerful force even inspiring the Healing Church to create their own groups of Hunters. I was happy so happy at what I had done finally people could truly live without fear of dying every night and then she came Maria. She was so skilled so kind so beautiful I eventually fell in love for her though she was never aware of my feelings. Then one day she just disappeared without a trace I searched high and low for her but I found nothing.

In my sadness I pathetically created the first Doll to replace her in some delirious attempt to have her back. In my sadness I realized how foolish I was to train others to be Hunters so many had died in our crusade against the Beasts, how much despair had I caused others knowing there loved ones where eventually going to die, lose their sanity or become the very Beasts we hunted. I couldn't take it there had to be some way to stop all this death and suffering, I searched for years and years learning forbidden knowledge that would drive most men mad and my efforts eventually bared fruit.

I had finally found one I object of such rarity and power most people thought it was just a myth, I had found a umbilical cord of a Great One. I toke it into the workshop and began a ritual I learned to summon a Great One, at first nothing happened then as some time passed a flash of blinding red light appeared in the middle of the workshop when I opened my eyes I was horrified it was a skeletal creature with red and black skin thin arms and legs, its face nothing more than two small sunken holes for eyes and one bigger hole for a mouth and from its neck were several constantly moving tentacles.

I pulled out my Burial Blade and prepared to engage it but then suddenly a voice spoke to me in my head it said "Easy mortal you summoned me here for a reason I presume, lucky for you I am generous tell me what you want most in this world and for a price I shall give it to you."

I stood their shocked, here I was being offered a wished by a God without thinking I told it, " I want a world were Hunter's don't have to die anymore a world were Maria is with me." I proclaimed to the Great One,

"Hahahaha very well mortal your wished is granted." The Great One lunged at me and wrapped me up in its arm, I tried to struggle but it was no use it was far to strong then it brought its grotesque face closer to mine and then everything went black. When I woke up I was facing what appeared to be a replica of the workshop with what appeared to be the doll I made of Maria standing there looking at me. "Your wish is granted, Maria will now be with you forever and no Hunter will ever know a true death until you decide to free the poor souls." I heard the Great One say to me from inside my head." "Now you know the whole truth how I had ruin my life and the lives of so many others you have every right to hate me." Said Gehrman in a sad tone.

I sit there realizing that all I've been through was because all Gehrman wanted to do was save his comrades and see Maria again I can feel my stomach churn knowing because of me he would never see her again. After everything I had done tonight could I truly judge Gehrman?

"Gehrman what you do was stupid but noble I understand wanting to save those precious to you and unable to do anything, that being said I forgive you." I say to the old Hunter.

For the first time ever I see Gehrman smile as he says "Thank you Drake." "Drake huh its been a while since someone called me buy my real name." I think to myself,

" Now it's time for me to free you are you ready Drake?" ask Gehrman, "yes Gehrman I'm ready what do I have to do?" I question, "Just place down your cane and your great sword kneel down and close your eyes" Gehrman instructs,

I do as he said I reach for my back and unsheathe my great sword and place it on the ground along with my cane, kneel down and close my eyes.

"Farwell Drake it was truly an honor meeting you." Are the last word Gehrman ever said to me before I felt a metal blade slash the back of my neck granting me a quick but painless death.

Well decent first chapter yes, no? Please tell me. Also I know it was kind of short but ill make future chapters longer, that's all I have to say so bye and have a nice day.