Welcome to Your Nightmare
Curse the fiends, their children too.
And their children forever true.
It felt like he was being thrown through infinite space, being torn apart then put together again as bits of light wooshed past him. His red eyes try to make sense of the darkness that he falls through endlessly, a loud buzzing filling his head. The buzzing grows louder and louder, giving him a splitting headache that makes him want to scream ito the void.
It kept going on and on for what felt like forever, until he felt himself slam into a cold stone floor and the darkness in his vision went white with a blinding pain.
Katsuki groans as tries to sit up trying to gain a sense of his surroundings, when he hears someone else slam into the ground. Must be Icyhot.
He tries to remember what happened, something itching in the back of his mind. Some kind of weird phrase, something that echoes throughout his mind yet was so hard to grasp.
He grunts as he gets to his feet, stumbling for a moment while the world began to spin.
He huffed as he closed his eyes, planting his feet and trying to make the dizziness stop.
He cracks an eye open when he hears Shouto groan, hearing a bit of shuffling. He was struggling with keeping his balance as well.
"Bakugo." Shouto said, huffing as he steadies himself.
"What do you want Half-n-Half?" Katsuki snaps, the world finally going still and righting itself. He takes a quick look around, feeling something off. Everything is darker...and weren't they outside? How did they get into the chapel?
"Just making sure." Shouto mutters, looking around. "Hold on..." He takes a step forward. "Weren't we outside? What..." He stops for a moment, being ignored by the blond as he looks around.
Katsuki goes over to where the archway to the left should be, frowning when he sees that it's blocked up with some kind of stone. He turns around and walks up the small set of stairs briskly, loking to where the doors from the way they came should be.
"Hold on...where's the lantern?" Shouto looks to the center of the room, where the gateway to their safehaven no longer exists. Even there the Chapel Dweller usually sits, he isn't there.
"What the hell is going on?" Katsuki mutters, making another visual sweep before narrowing his eyes. Everything felt off, like a warped reality.
"Midoriya..." Shouto mutters after a moment, his eyes widening. His mind flashing back to the terrifying moment, where he coud do nothing but watch his friend being beaten down while he himself was being crushed. He could only hope he was alright, and made it into the chapel. Sadly the likelihood of that was slim to none, and knowing Midoriya and the state he was in...slim might have left the building.
"What about Deku?!" Katsuki growls, looking over his things as as he starts to approach the only exit available.
"Midoriya was hurt, and he was facing off with a beast! He doesn't have a lot of blood vials and-"
"He'll end up at the Dream and he'll be fucking fine!" Katsuki cuts him off, looking over his axe with a bit of concern. He forgot to repair it when he was in a hurry. It looks like it's barely hanging on, brittle and broken.
"And if he's not?" Shouto growls, walking over to him.
"Then it's- holy shit..." Katsuki stops himself as he exits the chapel, his jaw dropping as he takes in his surrounds. He hears Icyhot stop next to him and gasp softly looks to the direction where there should have been a small courtyard with a wagon near the entrance, the area bathed in moonlight; instead there was a malformed landscape, strange stones filling in what was missing. The sky was bright, like a sickening daylight. When they looked up, the sky seemed infinite, yet like an illusion.
"Where are we?" Shouto asks aloud, taking a step forward.
"Some kind of warped reality bullshit..." Katsuki mutters, still collecting his thoughts as he takes everything in.
"That thing that grabbed us, where exactly did it take us?" Shouto asks aloud, wondering what the hell that thing was to have that kind of power. Was there ay other kind of creature with that power? Were there more than one?
"I told you, a warpred reality dipshit." The teen grumbled looking around until he catches sight of a path off to the side of the chapel. There were the regular steps that led to where the gate would be. Over the stairs was what seemed like a bridge.
"The hell is..." Katsuki narrows his eyes as he sees two humanoid beasts walking up the path, climbing over a misplaced roof.
Shouto looks to the direction where Katsuki is looking, drawing a parallel to the beasts that he saw in Old Yharnam. Interesting, so they found their way to this place too?
"Come on, wherever the hell they must be headed might lead to a way out of this place." Katsuki growls as he starts to head up the path, keeping an eye on the creatures.
"And how on earth did you come to that conclusion?" Shouto asks, narrowing his eyes and following anyway.
"Do you have any better ideas asshole!" Katsuki snaps, baring his teeth.
The dual-haired boy stayed silent as he tread up the steep path, keeping an eye on the two beasts that walk forward to slowly and hesitantly. As if they're frightened of what might lie just ahead the corner of a tilting building.
"I'll take that as a no you...the hell?" The blond teen stops in his tracks, making the other stop alongside him as a man appears from behind the building. He wears some kind of big hat, a long coat that looks terribly worn, half of his face covered. In his hands is large and bulky weapon, appearing to be a short range choice.
The beasts whimpered loudly and tried to back away, cowering and making an attempt to run the other way. Before they could even take a step in the opposite direction of the hunter there's a loud yell and a loud click echoes throughout the area. They watch as the man dash forward and cleave through the beasts, splitting them in half and watching as their bloodied remains roll down the hill.
"Holy shit..."
They watch the strange man, that could only be a hunter, saunter forward and press a hand into the bloody mess he made. Bringing his stained glove to his face and taking a deep sniff. They watch him throw his head back and laugh loudly.
"What is he..."
Shouto stops when the hunter's head snaps to them, making the other two shiver momentarily. His murky eyes looking over the two strange newcomers, sensing a strange air to them. They're not like him, and they're not beasts. A manic grin spreads across his face as he holds up his weapon. His mouth watering.
Blood, he wants their blood.
Shouto readies himself and presses the trigger of his saw cleaver, seeing Katsuki ready himself as well.
"This doesn't seem good." Shouto mutters as the man yells, racing towards them and swinging it towards them. The weapon acting like a large, bulky whip. Disconnecting from it's parts, connected by a thick chain.
They jumps out of the way, Shouto side stepping and Katsuki rushing forward past the strange weapon that almost grazed his side. He yells as he ducks another swipe from the weapon and brings his axe down on the man's chest before ripping out and stepping back to avoid a gunshot. His eyes widen in a mixture of surpse and horror as he looks at the damage he dealt, finding it to be shallow. Hardly any blood has been spilled.
"What the-"
"Bakugo get out of the way!" Shouto yells, the temperature around him growing cold for a moment before spikes of ice appear at his right foot. The thick spikes racing towards the two hunters. Katsuki barely gets out of the way before being impaled. Unlike the other hunter who had the bright idea of trying to cut through the ice and finding himself cut into by the quickly forming ice.
He screams out in pain before being fully incased in ice, a vicious snarl forever on his face.
"Asshole you almost hit me!"
"I told you to move out of the way."
The two glare at each other for a moment huffing and looking around. Shouto turns a bit to look over the edge of the ledge, seeing where the opened gate should be. Instead seeing a closed gate and a tall man wearing a similar attire to the frozen man.
"Damn..."
Shouto was about to suggest something before they heard a loud cracking noise. The two back up to see the hunter slowly breaking out of the ice. The ice creaks and groans from the inhuman creature trapped inside, somehow breaking through it until it all shatters. Chunks of ice go flying everywhere, leaving them with an enraged hunter.
"Well shit!"
Neither of them got much time to react before the man brought the heavy weapon was slammed into the ground, almost hitting them.
"What is this guy made of?" Shouto huffs as he backs up loading his pistol, watching the movements of the hunter. If he could time this right and make the hunter fall to his knees he'd be done for, hopefully.
Katsuki ducked and dodged past the quick attacks, estimating the strength of the man by how hard he strikes the ground. The path practically crumbles under the force of his weapon, trembles he could feel from at least three feet away.
Before the hunter could make another attempt to strike the blond, his weapon collided with the lengthened axe. The loud sound of metal shattering echoed around the area, the axe falling to pieces as the mad hunter's weapon was knocked from his hands.
"Fuck!"
"Bakugo get down!"
"Don't tell what to fucking do you-"
Shouto fired the pistol, the bullet grazing Katsuki's face before burying itself to the chest of the man. The strange sound rings out as the hunter falls to his knees, having made an attempt to attack Katsuki while he was shouting at the heterochromic teen.
Katsuki whirled around, acting purely on an instinct he wasn't sure was really his, hurriedly digging his hand into the man's abdomen. Hearing him gasp in pain before his insides are ripped out, yelling as he falls back. Groaning as he tries to get up, before whatever life force in in faded away.
"What the hell Icyhot!" Katsuki yells as he grabs three blood vials from the fading corpse. Strange, they faded away unlike the beasts who's bodies just reamined. Just like how Gascoigne's body faded, was it a regular thing for hunters to fade away? How and why the hell?
Shouto look over his shoulder as he passes the irritated boy, an unimpressed and slightly pissed look on his face.
"Consider it Karma." He responds as he stops at the top of the hill, a rotting body at his feet. He picks up three blood vials before looking down to the warped plaza. Everything was wrong, it was like someone couldn't remember what the Cathedral Ward looked like. Like badly put together memory. Where there should be walls, paths, and statues, instead there are large boulders that take up forgotten space.
Winding, twsting, warped stone wrapping itself around buildings and tilting them in awkward positions. As if they were teetering precariously, threatening to crush anyone who may have the nerve to disrupt the fragile scenery.
"Karma for what asshole?" Katsuki growled as he shoved Shouto to the side, taking a look around. He looks around, taking in everything before his attention is diverted to a loud skirmish taking place below them.
Even Shouto looks down to the source of the commotion and sees two hunters yelling as they're attacked by a mob of those humanoid beasts. A few of those same beasts cowered away in fear, scared to death of the hunters.
"Looks like there's no one on our side." Shouto thinks aloud. "No sane hunters"
"But these fuckers are fighting each other, so that means we can get the fuck out of here and beat the shit out of that thing that brought us here." Katsuki huffs, dropping down after a moment.
"Or that means we can find out more about this place, it feels like we were supposed to end up here. It all just seems rather off." Shouto drops down after him to the plaza, hearing the beasts roar and the yells of the hunters. The hunters were tough, and seemed much sturdier than the two teens. They must have been hunters for a long time, grown stonger and more skilled.
The two stepped around a few headstones neatly arranged around the large statue that seems close to crumbling to pieces. On the other side of the plaza half of the beasts were scrambling to get away from the two violent hunters, as the other half viciously attacks them, seeming desperate to punish the hunters.
There are a few growls coming from behind them, making them both turn around in surprise. There were three of the beasts, their arms held up protectively. They hesitantly walked around the two, flinching whenever either of the two made any sort of movement. After a moment they get past the two teens and make their way towards their fellow cowering brethren who were being torn apart mercilessly.
"My fucking axe broke." Katsuki mutters, after having subconsiously reached for where his axe would be. He grips his pistol tightly. "And my damn quirk has some kind of fucking cooldown after I use it."
Shouto watches as the beasts manage to pin down one of the hunters and proceed to tear him apart as the other hunter kills off the fleeing beasts.
"Well then you'll have to depend on stunning them and ripping out their insides, and exploding them when you can." Shouto sighs as he presses the trigger of the saw cleaver. "Whether we like it or not we'll probably have to fight our way through and find a lantern." He narrows his eyes as a few of the hostile beasts catches sight of the two, running towards them with their claws outstretched and ready to tear into their flesh.
"Tch."
Bakugo growls as he steps forward, ignoring the warning coming from Half n' Half. Something about poison or some other shit, he didn't care. He lets the small group jump towards him, holding out his hands and grinning. He braces himself as small sparks dance in his palms before turning into loud, deafening explosions that grab the attention of the remaining hunter. The loud noise sends the rest of the beasts backing into a corner for a moment before a few step up with quickly withering courage.
He huffs in mild annoyance as the beasts fall to the ground, only two surving the brutal blast. They shakily get to their feet, covered in burns and soot. The two remaining beasts growl and start to stalk towards them until the other hunter yelled loudly and brought down what appeared to be a flaming hammer that let off an explosion as soon as it hit one of the two. The blast finishes off both of them.
The two watched the hunter slowly turn his gaze up to them, stepping over the crushed and burned remains of the beasts. He was mumbling to himself as he looked over the two teenagers, watching the blond grit his teeth and point his pistol at him while the red and white haired boy readied himself.
Not beasts
But hunters
But they're not like him...they don't belong. They're strange, but they have this strange scent to them. It's their blood, it smells so tantalizing. It's not sour and bitter like the beasts he fights all the time, with the rare occasion of some beast with a slightly sweeter tatse of a blood. But these two...they didn't have a scratch on them, but he could smell it on them nontheless. The sweet smell of that crimson lifeforce, sweeter than anything in this hellhole.
How long would they last though? Why let something like this, something so rare slip through his grasp?
"Why the hell is this creep looking at-"
Katsuki didn't get to finish his sentence as the hunter yelled, pressing something on his giant hammer that seemed to grab the blond's attention. What kind of weapon was that?
The hunter yelled loudly as he rushed forward, slamming the hammer down on the ground where the two were a moment ago. The ground crumbling and breaking apart under the the force and the light explosion. He grunted in pain as he felt a serrated blade cut into his back multiple times before he whirls around, swinging the large hammer in full force.
Before Shouto could duck out of the way he felt the hot, scatching, heavy weapon slam into him and knock him to the ground. He yelled in pain as he crashed into a few of the now irritated beasts, finding himself being attacked by a full onslaught of beasts.
"Hey fucker!" Katsuki yelled, grabbing the attention of the hunter that was about to murder the beasts and the young hunter before he whirled around, receiving a bullet to the chest. Hardly even flinching, only being aggravated. He yelled as he was about swing the hammer towards him, only to to get shot again and take a step back. As he was about to make an attempt to kill the boy again he had gotten a punch across face.
Katsuki grit his teeth and backed up as the man swung the large hammer again.
Seriously what the hell was this guy made of?
He didn't really pay attention to Icyhot who was dealing with a mob of angry beasts. It didn't matter too much, seeing as he was cutting them down fairly easily. So it wasn't really his problem at the moment.
Katsuki continues to duck and dodge, trying to time his shot just right to stun the hunter. As soon as the hunter was swinging his weapon down he took fired off the pistol. Katsuki watched the man stumble and fall to his knees. He quickly rushed forward and drove his hand into the man's abdomen, watching the crazed man's face twist in a grimace of pain and surprise before he ripped out his innards.
The man fell back onto the bloodstain stones, presumably dead.
"Oi Icyhot!" Katsuki yelled, watching the dual haired boy throw a beast off of him, unaware of the hunter racing towards him. The only thing that had been able to catch his attention was the heavy click.
Shouto had whirled around, unable to raise his pistol fast enough to shoot the man. He would have tried to jump away, but a beast still clinging to life had grabbed onto his legs and refused to let go. It bit into his leg as the hunter brought down the heavy weapon.
Before the weapon could bury itself into the boy, a gunshot rang out and buried itself into the man's chest. Shouto had been frozen in surprise for a moment before the beast bit into his leg again, making him yell. He growled as he brought the cleaver down on the beast's head, the sharpened edges cutting through the tough flesh. It made the beast reel in pain, and gave Shouto the window he needed the whirl around and forced his hand into the hunter's insides.
The hunter had opened his mouth, as if he was about to say something.
He had never gotten the chance, as Shouto had ripped out his innards. The hunter fell back, and tried to get up; his attempts were stopped with bullet through his head.
The beast that had previously bitten Shouto growled at them, still alive. It was about to lunge at them, until it has cut into again with the bloody cleaver.
Hot blood splattered onto the heterochromic boy's clothes and face. It smelled fouled, and rotten; yet it had a sweetish taste to it. A hint of sour, but almost overwhelmingly sweet. He found himself spitting out the taste, trying to get rid of it. Something in his mind begged him not to rid himself of the blood, to savor and enjoy the taste. Part of him wanted to indulge the strange thoughts, the other part of him figured they had no time for any of this.
"The hell's up with you?" Katsuki asked, taking a few blood vials and bullets lying around. The blood in the vials he found seems a bit darker, as if it was older.
"Nothing, some blood just got in my mouth." He muttered, as he took a look around. There was nothing left, save for the corpses of beasts and the splattered blood of the faded hunters.
Katsuki let out a 'tch' and rolled his eyes. "Let's just get going Icyhot." He turned to the large gate that led to the Grand Cathedral. In this world, it was open; no need to go around and pull a lever.
"We should keep moving, in case any more hunters or beasts show up." Shouto huffed, he began to walk forward.
"Where the hell are they going to come from? Because the damn chapel is a dead end, and everything around here is either warped so nothing can get through anything or everything is cut off. Where the fuck could they come from?" Katsuki yelled.
"Bakugo, we don't know anything about this world. For all we know those hunters or beasts could come back from death at any time. We don't know if the blood we get from here is any good, whether it'll do the job of healing us or posssibly killing us. Not to mention, we still have to find a way out of here. Midoriya may be stuck somewhere, with no access to a lamp or any other blood vials!"
"Who gives a fuck about Deku!" Katsuki yelled, not noticing the bloody dogs that began to take interest in the yelling. Nor the beasts that started to stir from their rest on the rooftops near the stairs.
Shouto whirls around, nearly butting heads with the irritated blonde.
"Unlike you, I give a fuck about Midoriya." Shouto said in a low voice. "You, Bakugo Katsuki have done nothing, but hurt and belittle him. When he has done nothing to you!" He yelled, he felt his left side starting to heat up, and his left side cooling down.
"And you still haven't answered my question. What did Midoriya mean, when he said it's never stopped you before?"
Katsuki growled and pushed passed him, his red eyes focusing on the path in front of him. He narrowed his eyes when he heard Half-n-Hlaf stomping after him.
"Are you afraid to answer Bakugo? Because you don't have an excuse?" Shouto spat, glaring at the blonde.
Katsuki whirled around, grabbed the collar of his cloak pulled him close.
"It's none of your business bastard!" Katsuki yelled in his face.
He was about to yell again until a gunshot rang out, and a hot quicksilver buried itself into the back of his skull. He staggered from the force, nearly falling over. He turned around and saw a man standing at the top of a set of stairs, three dogs snarling and frothing at the mouth stood by his side.
They were a bit bigger than the white mutts that would run and jump at them. They looked like bloody dobermans, lips curled in snarls, and blood-stained teeth bared and ready to tear into flesh.
The hunter who had most likely been hiding off to the side, yelled something incomprehensible and pointed at the two. The dogs barked and began dashing to
"That son of a bitch." Katsuki growled, flexing his hands. Small sparks crackled to life in his palms, reacting to his rage. Katsuki shot off, using his explosions to propell him forward, past the dogs that had been running towards the two.
Katsuki yelled as he landed in front of the hunter, dodging to the side to avoid a swipe from his weapon. It looked like a curved sword, but had the same handle of a saw cleaver like IcyHot has. If he was going to guess, it was similar to the saw cleaver, just in it's full form.
While he ducked and dodged from the seemingly frantic hunter's bullets and swipes, Shouto had been knocked down by one of the large dogs. He had only been able to get one swipe in one of the dogs before the other knocked him down. He reacted fast enough to shove the weapon in the dog's teeth. Straining to keep the sharpened teeth away from his. His plan backfired though, the handle of the weapon was keeping the hound at bay, one hand was on the edge of the handle, and the other was being dug into with sharpened edges.
Shouto grunted as he pushed against the dog, it's weight heavy on him. His mind was panicked for a moment, trying to find the second dog, he couldn't hear or see it. His attention snapped back to his current problem as the dog began to claw at the boy's stomach.
The serrated edges dug further and further into his palm, drawing that sweet blood that every beast seemed to crave. The dog caught the smell and began to thrash about harder, desperately wanting his blood. While Shouto was distracted, the second dog came seemingly out of nowhere and rushed forward. It bit into his shoulder and began to tear it apart.
He screamed in pain, losing his grip on the weapon long enough for the dog to break through his defense, knocking the weapon away.
The boy thrashed wildly as he clawed at the dogs, trying to regain some of his lost ground. He screamed as his flesh was torn apart, blood quickly seeping into his clothes, and into the fur of the dogs.
"Enough!" Shouto yelled as his left side ignited, as his fire raged and consumed the writhing hounds, Bakugo had grabbed a hold of the hunter. Grinning ear to ear as he set off the biggest explosion he could. He yelled, as he wrapped one hand around the man's throat and the other held his wrist and detonated he explosions. His grin only widened as blood splattered onto his face.
The satisfaction he felt couldn't be matched. Watching the man disintegrate from his explosive anger, seeing him vanish from existence. Only pieces of limbs and splatters of blood remained of him. The blond licked the blood off his lips.
Shouto huffed as he got to his feet, stabbing himself in the leg with a syringe as the smell of burnt flesh reached his nostrils. One would assume it would bother the teenager, surprisingly it didn't. It thrilled him, something about how they had writhed and whined in pain from his flames felt right. He swallowed a lump in his throat as he shook his head.
Focus, he had to focus. Right now was not the time to be getting lost in some sick fantasy.
He looked up as Katsuki huffed, cracking his knuckles and panting. Blood covering most of his face.
"We should get going." Shouto said as he walked by, looking ahead and seeing a few beasts standing at the top of a different set of stairs. Where there would be those men with the giant crosses, or whatever they were, instead there were a group of beasts. Glaring and growling, ready for a fight. However at the top of the next set of stais he saw something that looked like a giant ball made of sticks and hay. Soemthing similar that was on the bridge when they were on their way to the Tomb of Oeden.
Katsuki raised an eyebrow as he saw the dual hiared boy stop, looking in the direction Shouto was looking in.
"Someone's gonna set that shit off." Katsuki muttered, narrowing his eyes as he looked for anybody that might be around other than the beasts. Last time there was an ogre.
"We'll deal with it when we have to. All we have to do is avoid it and fight off the beasts. We'll go on from there."
"Whatever Icyhot." Katsuki started to tread forward. the beasts started to walk forward, while others backed off. Watching him.
As soon as he got to the top of the stairs, he saw the giant ball catch fire and begin to roll towards them.
The two scoffed as they stepped to the side and few beasts were caught by the ball. Being crushed and set ablaze at the same time. There were two that avoided the giant ball, quickly cut down the moment they laid eyes on the pair.
The two looked ahead to see two men, similiar to the regular citizens, run up the steps in a hurry.
"Why are they in a rush?" Shouto asked himself.
"No idea, whatever it is it can't be good." Katsuki huffed as he began to make his way up the steps.
They heard the chiming of the bell as they made their way up the stairs. As they climbed they heard the loud, grinding noise of large doors opening. Up ahead they saw the doors of the Grand Cathedral opening up. The two men who had set that large ball on fire stood before the doors as they opened. The two boys' eyes widened when a large, armored monster came stomping out of the cathedral. It wore a large white garb, draped over armor. In it's hands was a giant axe that could cut anything in two.
"Holy shit..."
The two men yelled as they charged at the creature, attempting to burn it with their torches and cut into it with their flimsy weapons. Surprisingly the armor seemed to give way in certain areas, mostly near the joints.
Less surprisingly the two men were cut in half, killed on the spot.
The creature let out a deep, loud roar as it walked over the corpses, slowly making it's way down the stairs.
"We have to run past it." Shouto said immediately.
"What? Like hell I'm backing down." Bakugo grinned, he couldn't help but wonder how amazing it would feel when that thing's blood splattered on his hands. It may have armor on, but he'd be damned if he wasn't going to tear that shit off of it.
"You don't have a weapon, your gun is a peashooter, and your quirk is on a cooldown. Not to mention we don't have infinite blood vials. We may not find that many in the near future. So right now our best bet is to get past that thing." Shouto returned his weapon to it's original state.
"And if it follows us?" Bakugo growled.
"We'll cross that bridge when we get to it." He muttered, starting to walk forward. He eyed the monster as it stomped down the steps, giant axein hand ready to cut up the two teenagers.
"You're so fucking stupid."
"Do you have any better ideas at the moment Bakugo?" Shouto asked as he quickly leapt out of the way of the axe, turning and dashing up the steps.
Bakugo said nothing as he ducked below a wide swipe and rolled out of the way when it strike to strike him once again. He quickly darted after Shouto, running up the steps and into the Grand Cathedral and past the mutilated corpses of the men who went up against the large beast.
They began to run up the many steps, and Shouto took a moment to look at Bakugo, a small smirk on his lips. "Your silence speaks a thousand words."
"Shut the fuck up Icy-Hot!" The blond yelled as he kept pace with the other.
They both looked over their shoulders to see they weren't being followed. A pleasant surprise to say the least. However that didn't stop them from running, the possibility of making the split decision to chase them was still there.
They only slowed until they reached the top of the seemingly endless stairs, the air growing hot and thick. It felt hard to breathe, a painful feeling especially paired with being out of breath. They look around before stepping into the area at the top of the stairs.
"Why the hell was that bastard even...in...here..." Bakugo trailed off, looking around the room until his eyes landed on a large beast sitting in a giant chair. It's body glowed with bright embers that would float around the room for a moment before fading. The white fur mostly untainted, sace for the embers and a few splotches of blood. One arm sat across it's belly, and the other hung down. The claw open, from how far they were it looked like something was sitting in the large claw.
"I think that beast was either keeping something out of here, or keeping this thing in." Shouto muttered, slowly stepping forward. He looked around, looking for something that might resemble a lamp. If there was even one in there.
"Is it even alive?" Bakugo asked as he walked towards the beast. As he got closer he saw the small rise and fall of it's chest, getting an answer to his question. He approached it slowly, his eyes wandering to the oject in the beast's claw. He made a mental note how the beast looked like the beast they fought on the bridge.
"If it is, don't do anything stupid and wake it up." Shouto said dryly, still scanning the room.
"Fuck you Icy-Hot." Katsuki hisses as he picks up the pace. He's soon right at the claw of the creature, he kneels down to take a closer look at the object. He reached forward and slowly took the item, watching to make sure what creasture doesn't wake up.
"Bakugo!"
"Shut the fuck up! It hasn't woken up!" he growled as he looked down to get a better look at what he took. It was a circular pendant, intricate carvings in all the sections of the pendant. In the center, was a blue eye that stared into his being. The more he looked at it, the more he felt unsettled. Like there was life to the eye that stared into him.
"The hell is this?" He muttered as he stood up. He looked it over again and again, nothing giving any indication of what it's for, or how it could be used. Or even if it could be used. The only notable thing about it was the eye that he tried his best to look away from. It's stare sent ice into his veins.
"Did you find anything?" Shouto asks, keeping his distance. If that thing woke up and decided to crush them, he'd rather not die right out the gate.
"This weird thing." Katsuki held it up as he walked towards the dual haired boy.
Shouto held out his hand as a way of saying 'let me see'
Katsuki chucked the pendant at him, glad to get the thing away from him. Shouto caught it and looked it over. He felt a sick dread fill his gut when he saw the eye, he looked away from it almost as soon as he made eye contact with it. He hurriedly shoved it into his bag, a chill running down his spine. Before he had put it away, he thought he saw it blink at him.
"So now what?" Katsuki crossed his arms, glaring at the dual quirk user.
"There isn't a lamp here..." Shouto muttered, keeping his voice low. He really wasn't in the mood to fight such a large monster. Not when Midoriya was out there, and possibly injured or worse. He could be in a state where he couldn't even get to a lamp, forced to stay alive for the sick entertainment of whatever cruel beast that has him in its claws.
"No shit."
"This world is like a distorted mirror, reflecting the original Yharnam..."
Katsuki rolls his eyes. "Get to the point asshole."
"There was a path on either side of the Grad Cathedral. Clearly, the one to the left is gone, nonexistant. Whereas the one on the right might be there. I think I might have seen a tunnel of sorts while running up the steps."
"You think?" Katsuki bristled in annoyance. "We fucking stranded here you idiot! We don't have time for 'I thinks'!"
"Do you have any better ideas? So far, it looks like there's only one way to go and we if we want to get out of this hellhole we'll have to take it. Get over yourself Bakugo, and let's go." Shouto growled, feeling his hot side flaring up a bit. He starts to head towards the stairs, if they were lucky and the large armored beast had it's back turned to them they could get by.
Katsuki grit his teeth, he had a sudden urge to blow that arrogant piece of shit to pieces. Something in him wanted to feel his hot blood running over his hands. Something in him wanted him to tear the heterochromic boy to shreds. He only shook his head started to walk forward. As pleasing as those thoughts sound, he can't act on them. Not while he's here.
While they made their way down the stairs Katsuki felt his hands twitching violently. He needed to kill something, he was starting to get antsy and he didn't know why. All he knew is that he wanted, no needed to kill something. It was like an itch he couldn't scratch, he wanted to, but part of him knew he shouldn't.
They made it to the bottom to see the large beast standing guard at the bottom of the set of stairs, previous to the ones that lead to the doors of the cathedral.
Katsuki looked around before walking out, walking to the guardrail of stone and jumping over it. Landing with a small grunt beside a pillar with a corpse lying beside it. He looked around before walking frward a it, giving Shouto some space to jump down. Bakugo looked through the corpse's pockets and found six vials. He grinned and pocketed them.
"There." Shouto said as he walked past Katsuki, raising a hand to point at the tunnel.
"I see it dipshit, let's go." He huffed, lightly shoving Shouto to the side as he approached the tunnel. He looked it over for a moment, seeing how the warped stone stuck out in various parts. They also had carved lines in the rough stone.
He strained his ears for a moment, waiting to see if he could hear anything. He didn't hear anything alarming, just the whooshing of air. He huffed before making his way down the tunnel, keeping his eyes forward. It was dark, but not dark enough to the point they couldn't see.
They soon came out through the other end of the tunnel, stepping out onto a stone bridge. The first things they saw, were clusters of unmarked graves. Huddled close together and leaning in all directions, like someoe had made an attempt to defile the headstones.
Katsuki looked from side to side, only seeing one way they could possibly go. Up ahead, slightly obscuring their vision was am old carriage. Somehow still held together through the trials of time and horrors. The only thing wrong with it, was the fact it was leaning on it's side and the blood splatters on the door.
As Katsuki was about to step forward, he felt the dual quirk user suddenly grab his coat and jerk him back with a grunt. Where Katsuki was about to step a bullet had come flying from somewhere down the bridge and crashed into the solid rock. The bullet shattered to pieces as soon as it hit the rock.
"I assume they may have anticipated us coming through here." Shouto muttered, watching bullets still firing off.
"The dumbasses have been shooting and wasting their ammo for this shit?"
Shouto started to slowly make his way over to the carriage, climbing over the gravestones and making sure he wasn't in the line of fire. As soon as he made it to the toppled vehicle he waited for the round of bullets to pass and dashed across the bridge, more gravestones offering cover.
"Fucking Icyhot..." Bakugo muttered as he waited for the next round to go off, running the short distance instead of taking Shouto's route.
They peeked over the gravestones to see a total of three automatic weapons and one man holding a torch with a cloth over his head. The weapons all fire in unison, and the man only watched. His head moving to somehow watch them through the filthy thing on his head.
"Holy shit..." Katsuki muttered after a moment, his eyes spotting a large figure on the bridge. The giant corpse looked to be made of stone, but the blond knew that the creature used to be flesh and bone.
"What is it?" Shouto muttered before looking up to whre Katsuki was staring. His eyes widened.
It looked like the thing that had grabbed them and had taken them to this warped reality. It was long dead, it's body partially consumed by the strange stone that makes up this place. The stone that seems to fill in the forgotten cracks of the world.
"So its killable." Shouto murmured.
"Yeah, but what killed it?" Katsuki asked, a raised eyebrow.
The sound of bullets colldiing with stone brought them out of their thoughts.
Shouto looked at the turrets and then to the space by the monsterous corpse.
"We're going to run from here to the body, and from there you take care of the turret on the other side of it and I'll take care of the ones over by the hunter over there." He said decisively, readying his weapons.
"Don't tell me what to fucking do Icyhot." Katsuki growled.
Yet he seemed to offer no other objections, as they both took off once the next round of bullets fire off. Shouto made the dash to the corpse while Katsuki ran past him. Making a beeline towards the turret he was meant to target. He yelled in pain as he took a direct hit from another turret they hadn't been able to see from where they had taken cover.
"Fuck!" Katsuki yelled as he stumbled forward in pain, nearly falling over. he ended up diving towards the turret as it barely missed him.
While the blond destroyed his target Shouto made the quick run to the newly discovered automatic weapon and struck it down. It was rather flimsy, easily take apart. A pleasant surprise. He huffed as he quickly climbed over the toppled carriage in front of him and heard Bakugo yelling obscene curses as he wrestled with the hunter.
They crashed into the turrets, so they could no longer pose a threat.
"Get the fuck off of me!" Bakugo yelled, giving a hard kick to the man's stomach. There was a wheeze of pain and loud crack as a punch landed. Shouto sighed after a moment and leapt down from the carriage, aiming and firing his pistol at the man's head. There was a loud splatter, but before the man fell to the ground another hunter hiding a few feet away leapt out at them. Wildly swinging a bloodied butcher's knife.
There was another gunshot, the man falling to his knees shortly after. A pained groan escaping his throat as blood dribbled down his clothes. KAtsuki was there before Shouto could even register the opportune moment. Watching him dig into the man's innards and rip them out with a kind of rage he wasn't sure how to describe.
The body fell of the ground, twitching for a moment before going still and fading away to nothingness.
"Piece of shit." Katsuki muttered as he brushed off a few specks of blood.
"Is that language really necessary Bakugo?" Shouto sighed as he looked down the path, spotting nothing in their immediate vicinity that could leap down and tear them in two.
"Fuck off Half-n-Half."
"...Have you used up most of your vocabulary? Is that what you're telling me?" Shouto asked, feeling a slight smirk tug on his lips as he walked down the path. Eyes scanning over everything, once, twice, thrice as he walked forward. Looking ahead he saw a small mob of people, standing idly on the bridge, waiting for the two amature hunters.
Katsuki only growled in response as they walked forward. He flexed his hands, that emptiness was gone; finally. Maybe if they got a free moment he ciuld blast the shit out of Half-n-Half, yeah. That sounded nice.
They stopped at around the end of the hill, peeking around the building to see what was ahead. More gravestones of course, a set of stairs that led downwards; and two hunters stadning just ahead of the stairs. Both of them wearing bloodied cloths on their head,
"There are probably more hiding somewhere." Shouto muttered.
"Yeah, so what. We'll kill them." Katsuki huffed, walking past the dual quirk user.
Katsuki stood at the bottom of the small hill, the two hunters began moving towards him. And another one emerged from the bulding a few yards ahead, carrying a torch and wearing a hat. They slowly sauntered over towards him, making him twitch in impatience. One of the men stopped in his tracks and pulled something out of his pocket, as he was about to toss it towards the blond he was met with a bullet hole in his skull instead.
It made him stumble back a bit, stunned for a moment before dropping the item. It fell to the ground.
Katsuki rushed towards them a big grin on his face as he reached towards one of them, as he was about to let off an explosion something else beat him to the punch. A large explosion erupted from the ground at the hunters' feet and blew him back a bit.
"The hell!"
"You can make explosions from your feet now...impressive." Shouto said as Katsuki rolled to a stop near him
"That wasn't me you idiot!" Katsuki yelled as the hunters yelled in pain, flames still burning their bodies, the smell of burnt flesh reached the two. One twitched in excitement, the other flinched in repulsion.
They didn't have any more time to argue as the hunter carrying the torch got closer. It was revealed tat he wasn't just carrying a torch but also one of those hammers, the ones that explode.
"He's mine Icyhot." Bakugo growled at him before readying his weapon.
"You don't have a-Bakugo!" Shouto didn''t het to finish his comment before the blond started to rush towards the hunter, his Quirk and firearm at the ready.
Shouto huffed as he presses the trigger of his cleaver and began running towards his prey. The two burnt hunters were only able to make a few swipes at him before he cut them up. Their warm blood splattering over him. He scrunched up his nose at the foul smell, even with the dried blood on his clothes he still couldn't stand the fresh stench of rot.
There was a deep, loud yell and the sound of something breaking a few feet away. The hunter was swinging the axe around with terrifying ease despite the heaviness of the weapon. Bakugo was dodging and shooting at the man, doing whatever damage he could. While the man swung the hammer down, cracking the stone beneath him; Bakugo had darted around behind him.
Bakugo grinned as he grabbed the hunter's head.
"Go to hell!" He yelled, his voice echoing as he detonated his hands. The explosion even louder than his yell. The smell of sweet smelling smoke, rotten blood, and decaying flesh filled the air. The hunter yelled in pain. Bakugo left go of the man expecting him to fall to the round in death, only to be surprised to be sorely mistaken as the steel hammer came at him with alarming speed, it hit him square on his chest. There was a loud sickening crack as Katsuki flew into the railing. It wad almost collapsed under his weight, the rusted metal squeaking out in protest.
"Fuck..." He coughed, slowly sitting up and reaching for one of his blood vials.
The hunter was about to make an attempt to finish the blond off before a bloody cleaver cut into his back. He looked over his shoulder to see the heterochromic teen glaring at the man. The hammer came around in a wide arc, quickly dodged as he pressed to trigger of his pistol.
"Icyhot I said this fucker was mine!"
Shouto didn't answer as he was cutting into the man, again and again before he finally fell to the ground. A wheezing breath escaping his lips as be faded away.
"And you nearly died, and as we discussed earlier we don't know the reprecussions of dying here." He retorted, wiping some of the blood off his face before receiving a kick from a man who had snuck up behind him. He stumbled forward out of surprise and turned around to see another Yharnamite man with a blood soaked cloth over his head.
"Did you actually just kick me?" Shouto muttered, narrowing his eyes.
Katsuki erupted in laughter as he stood up, his injuries healed.
The man was about to attack him again before getting shot, that all too familiar sound was heard and the man fell to his knees. All of a sudden an ice cold hand plunged itself into his body, and his iced over insides shattered to pieces as he rips them out.
"Pissed off Icyhot?"
"Shut up Bakugo."
He cackled as he got up and started heading towards the building where all the men had come from. Walking past more nameless graves, stained with blood.
They stepped into the darkness, their eyes taking a few moments to adjust to the lack of light.
"Oh, no fucking way..." Katsuki muttered, lookin around. The wood floors creaking under his weight as he walked around. Stepping around a few barrels to look over a dead body, a soft glow on the corpse. He raised an eyebrow as he looked over the item, spikes on the bottom of the item, with a leather handle.
"The hell?"
"This is the small shortcut we took to the bridge." Shouto muttered as he looked around. Almost everything was the same, save for the tilted sensation of the structure. He had his back turned as a two men came creeping up the stairs.
One of them yelled and grabbed Shouto, while the other buried an old, rusted butcher's knife him him. He yelled in pain, drawing up whatever was left of his quirk and setting himself on fire. The man who had been holding him yelled in pain before being inpaled with a cleaver. The other man was suddenly tackled to the ground, a bloodthirsty blond beating the life out of him while his companion quickly finished the other man off.
"Damn it." Shouto muttered, putting a hand to his chest. The wound wasn't too deep, it wasn't bleeding out either so it was something he could wait on healing.
Katsuki huffed as he stood up, wathcing the man's body fade from existence. He looked over to the exit of the building, a few feet from the stairs, then to the stairs themselves that lead to the darkness below.
"Where to?" Shouto asked aloud.
"Downstairs, no brainer dumbass. Clear out this place before any more shit comes sneaking up behind you and I have to save your ass."
"You hardly did any saving." Shouto said as he watched Bakugo head down the stairs
The wooden stairs seemed to be strained under their weight, thr stairs creaking loudly and almost giving away under them. About halfway down they could hear the deep, guttural breaths of someone. There was a man lying wait next to he stairs, the floorboards creaked softly as he shifted from foot to foot.
The two made it to the bottom of the stairs, and that's when the man struck. He jumped out at them with a yell, thrusting the long sword forward. He caught Katsuki in the side, but it wasn't enough to stagger him. Shouto had taken advantage the man's distraction and rushed forward. Swinging the cleaver down hard, again and again as the man stumbled back. He regained his senses and jumped back. He yelled and took a swing at the boy before he was hit in the head with a decently sized stone Katsuki managed to grab.
He yelled and bashed it into the man's head, again and again until he finally stopped moving.
Katsuki was panting, watching the bloodied mess of a man fade out from under him. He sniffed as he wiped some blood off his face, licking some off his lips. He didn't notice the bi-colored hunter watching him for a moment; a hint of concern in his eyes.
Shouto looked away after Katsuki looked up at him. "I'm going to see if there's anything of interest outside." He said, walking towards the open door that sat right next to the stairs.
Katsuki huffed and stood up, looking up ahead to see the glow of a weak lantern hanging on a wheelchair. A figure slumped in the chair, and a few feet from him was a larger glow on the floor. He raised an eyebrow and started making his way towards the glow. Ready to pounce on the supposedly sleeping man in the chair.
He looked over to the chair with caution, still walking forward. The old man was not sleeping, instead he was dead. There was an item buried in his chest, it looked similar to the one he grabed earlier. He heard a small ticking start, he chose to ignore it and instead step towards the item he can now see clearly.
A big grin finds itself on his face as he reaches forward and grabs the item. A small laugh escapes him as he picks it up and weighs it in his hands. The weaponized steel hammer was solid and heavy in his hands.
"Fuck yeah..." He muttered to himself.
Before he can give his new weapon a swing the ticking starts to get louder and faster. His head snaps to the corpse, his smiling fading after a moment.
"Oh fuck!" He yelled, sheathing the weapon as he dashed forward. He didn't get very far when the explosion went off. He got caught in the flaming blast and was blown forward.
Shouto walked back into the building to see a large explosion and to see a yelling Katsuki slam into the wall. He groaned in pain as he fell to the ground, rolling onto his back.
"Son of a bitch..." The blond muttered as he grabbed a blood vial and stabbed his leg with it.
Shouto snorted as he walked oer, kneeling down to look at the blond as his injuries faded away.
"Have a nice flight?" He asked with a smirk before getting a punch to the face.
"Shut the hell up Icyhot!" Katsuki yelled, groaning as he sat up, stretching the newly healed muscles. He stood up a moment later, rolling his shoulders as Shouto held his bleeding nose. Katsuki ignored the heated glare he was getting from the bicolored hunter.
Shouto huffed and wiped the blood from his face before turning towards the stairs.
"It's better if we head up there, both of these doors head to the same area. But the one upstairs seems to be closer to a bridge." He said.
"And what about that door?" Katsuki raised an eyebrow, looking over to the door on the other side of the room. There was something out there, something that called to him, the presence of his next prey.
"I don't think we should waste anymore time here. We have to keep moving forward, I feel like this place is starting to have a negative impact on us. Not to mention, Midoriya is still out there; he may be hurt. Who know what that beast is doing to him." He narrowed his eyes, looking forward and starting to head towards the stairs.
He was still angry towards Bakugo, Midoriya's words replaying again and again in his mind.
As much as he would like to grill the blond and beat the ever loving shit out of him, he couldn't. Not now, not here. Maybe later, when they weren't in a state of constant danger.
"Get over here Bakugo." Shouto huffed, the wooden stairs creaking under his weight.
"Don't tell me what to do you bastard!" Katsuki yelled, shifting the weapon in his hands.
Shouto tsks and keeps walking, hearing the blond follow him anyway. He makes it to the first door, just next to the staircase and looks out. No enemies in their immediate area, but here was what looks like a river of blood just up ahead. He quickly jumped down after a moment, soon hearing a grunt afterwards. Bakugo was right behind him.
A few feet ahead there was a rotting corpse. A man was propped against the warped, unmarked gravestones. Shouto stepped forward and took a glowing item from the body, a worn, black hat with a white mask to go over half the face.
He hummed to himself as he stuffed the item into his bag, looking ahead.
"What the fuck are those?" Bakugo asked aloud, his eyes trained on a group of enemies just beneath a stone bridge. They looked like mutant ticks, long gangly limbs somehow supported their swelled bodied. Long hair overed what was most likely a grotesque face. Their behind were swollen with a red liquid that could only be blood.
Great, giant bloodsuckers.
"I don't know, but whatever they are, it can't be good." Shouto muttered; watching them. They had their backs turned to them, hissing and clicking to themselves as they seemed to take interest in something else. Save for one, who was glaring at them from afar, twtiching and shifting. Unsure what the two newcomers are going to do.
They looked around there were a few ways they could go. There was still another direction of the blood river they could go. There was the path under the bridge, but the monsters acted like a wall of death. Then, if they looked around the carriage, up ahead are a set of stairs that lead up to the bridge.
"We should check out the bridge, if we go up there we'll have the high ground and we'll have a better vanage point to decide where we should go next." Shouto muttered, looking around. If they were lucky, the one monster would be the only one to come after them.
Katsuki only grunted in response. His mind was somewhere else.
The coppery smell that surrounded them, was killing him. It was making him go insane, everything seemed blurry. He suddenly found his mouth watering, his hands twtiched violently. He almost set off his gun a few times. Something was screaming at him to kill Shouto, something that wanted him to bathe in sweet, coppery red.
Something was wrong.
There was something wrong with him.
He was stirred from his thoughts when he saw Shouto run ahead of him. The Icyhot bastard probably counted down or something and figured the blond was right behind him. He growled and raced after him, watching the barriacde of monsters a few feet ahead. The one that was facing them hissed and shuddered; a warning,
They dashed over a small stone hill, running in between a few of the graves as they suddenly came up to the stairs. A loud booming gunshot made the two jump in surprise, a man holding a curved weapon tried to take advantage of their momentary shock and swing down at them. Katsuki recovered fist, lifting his gun and firing it off two times. One bullet was buried in his head and the other was buried in the man's shoulder.
He yelled in pain, and staggered for a moment before Shouto rushed forward and began to cut into the man, again and again until he stopped moving. He let out a wail and fell to the ground, disappearing. Shouto huffed as he stood looked around, hearing another gunshot ring out he looked up.
"What the hell?" Katsuki asked, hearing a bit of shuffling and another gunshot. He creeped around the carriage, looking around and seeing a man loading a gun on the other side. A few feet behid him is another man holding a torch in one hand and rusty axe in the other.
The man in the axe spots him, and yells loudly as he starts to run at the blond.
"Shit." The man rushed forward, raising the axe and swinging it down. Katsuki rolled out of the way and the axe was buried into the old carriage. He strained to pull it out, grunting and yelling loudly.
"Bakugo!"
Katsuki heard a gun being cocked, and looked over his shoulder to see the first man aiming right at him. He grabbed the man struggling over his axe and pulled him in the direction of the gun. There was a loud splatter and a groan of pain that was quickly stifled as a loud explosion came from Katsuki's palm, killing the man.
The gun wielder tried to hurriedly tried to reload his weapon before a large hammer slammed into him. A loud scream and cracking filled the air as he was slammed into the ground. Once, twice, three times.
The blond was panting, his new weapon heavy in his hand. God it was so satisfying, how that blood splattered on him, and the cobblestones of the bridge. The way his bones sounded as they snapped and cracked under his weapon. He almost wished he hadn't killed him so quickly.
"Bakugo, let's go." Shouto spoke up after a moment. He narrowed his eyes as the blond turned towards him, there was a look in his eyes that made him feel uneasy. He seemed unfocused, hardly hearing him. Like his mind was on something else.
"Fine, whatever." Bakugo muttered, walking forward towards the dual quirk user. He glanced back at the fading body, huffing before looking forward again. They walk forward, getting off the bridge and coming to an area that splits off. Straight ahead, into a dark tunnel that leads into a hall. Then a few feet to the left of the brdige, stairs leading down further to the blood river. The other side of the bridge where they saw those tick-like beasts resting.
They looked between the two paths. Wordlessly, Shouto walks a few feet over to where the stairs are. He stops in his tracks when he sees a group of those tick-like monsters standing at the foot of the stairs. There were about three of them facing in his direction, staring him down and shifting form foot to foot. As if daring him to step down and face them.
He narrowed his eyes and backed up a bit, watching them to see if they made a move of any kind. He then slowly took a few steps forward, watching them tense up and start to hiss loudly; grabbing the attention of the others. He saw a few others from under the bridge step up and slowly look up to him.
He began to walk away again and they still stared on, yet not as fidgety.
'We don't have enough blood vials to push forward, not to mention that our bullets are in low supply. We haven't seen a lamp yet, and we if we fight a crowd like that, we're not going to come out unscathed.' Shouto thinks to himself.
"Oi Icyhot, get your ass over here. I'm not gonna be bait for whatever the hell os down here." Katsuki growled as he looked through his bag for any more bullets. None, and he only had three blood vials left.
The dark path is that's left. Quite frankly, it was more welcoming than the welcoming crowd of beasts at the bottom of the stairs. The heterochromic boy said nothing as he stepped forward in front of the dark passage. "Alright, let's go." He muttered, walking forward.
They walked past the collection of gravestones and into the dark corridor. The moment they stepped in they notced it wasn't as dark as they initially thought. As well as the design of the place. The stones, the pillars, The empty pedestals on either side of the room. It was like the chapel.
The two looked up when they noticed a soft light coming from a corner of the passage. A figure was leaning against the wall, calm and silent. Unconciously they felt themselves stiffen up, unsure whether this person was friend or foe. They were halfway through the corridor, so surely the figure had seen them if they were conscious.
The two looked at each other, a silent argument as they inched their way forward. Whether to engage the figure or not, deciding if he is or isn't a threat. While they had their glaring match they weren't aware of the figure watching them in silent amusement.
"I see you two are hunters with your sanity aren't you? Must have taken a wrong turn then eh?" The man suddenly chuckled, standing up straight. He startled the other two and suddenly found two weapons pointed right at him. He hummed as he slowly pushed the weapons away.
"Well, we're more alike than you think?"
"In what way you raggedy bastard?" Katsuki asked, narrowing his eyes.
The man chuckled and shook his head. "Do you know what this place is?" He asked, a smile on his face.
"No." Shouto said simply. "We don't."
"I see. Well, this is the Hunter's Nightmare, wehre hunters end up when drunk with blood." He explained. "You've seen them before. Aimless, wandering hunters, slavering like beasts. This is what the poor fools have to look forward to."
"What do you mean, 'look forward to?'" Katsuki growls.
The man stared at them for a moment, looking between the two before sighing.
"Don't be brash, turn back before it's too late." He looked over them once more, as if he was trying to find something in them. "Unless, you've something of an interest in nightmares?" He asked.
"Fuck no!" Katsuki huffed.
Shouto was silent for a moment before shaking his head. "At the moment, I'm not very interested in learning about his place. We'd rather just get the hell out of here."
The man nodded. "Yes, as it should be. Hunt your beasts, and think no more of the secrets of the night. That is the very best a hunter can do. Just don't let the blood intoxicate you." He muttered as he leaned back against the wall. Humming softly to himself before going quiet.
The two looked at each other before slowly walking forward, turning and seeing a wooden door at the bottom of a a few steps. The two stared at it for a moment, slowly drawing a parallel to that door, and the closed one they saw earlier in the chapel.
They hurriedly strode through the short distance and opened the old doors that creaked in protest as Katsuki pushed them open. They walked through the door, looking around in surprise as they took in their surroundings.
"We just ended up in this damn church again!" Katsuki yelled loudly. Growling as he looked around.
"Hold on." Shouto stepped forward a bit, going over to the stairs and looked up. There, sitting invitingly in the center of the area was an unlit lamp. He quickly ran up the steps and to the lamp, snapping his fingers hurriedly before the lamp lit up. Here it was, their way out. They could rescue Midoriya now.
"Come on Bakugo, time to get out of here." Shouto said, watching the blonde stare at the lamp in a mixture of frustration and irritation. They wre here what was probably hours ago, so why did the lamp suddenly just appear now? Did it have something to do with the creep in the hallway?
He growled as he made his way over to the lamp, a loud ringing filling his ears as he got closer and closer to the gateway. He felt his eye twitch again and again before he shoved the dual quirk user out of the way. "Hurry the hell up Half-n-Half!" He yelled as he kneeled down. He reached a shaky hand to the lamp, finding it difficult to focus, like a part of him didn't want to leave Part of him wanted to stay, he knew it was a special kind of hell, but there was something about the place that made him feel...alive.
It took a moment, but he was able to pull himself together, and willed himself away to the Dream, disappearing. Shouto soon followed after his mind racing. He would find that beast, find out where it took his green haired friend, and bring Midoriya back. From there, they would be able to move forward.
"We'll be there soon Midoriya." He muttered as his disappeared to the calmness of the Dream
-HotN-
I'm back! ANd I am so sorry I took so long to get this done!
This school year has been hectic right from the start, and FB practice just kicked my ass. I've had a few setbacks on my fanfics due to not being able to use my personal computer at school anymore (where I write most of the time to pass the time) and I can't access FFN on the school computers. But now that I've finished this chapter I'm going to start writing these on Google Docs.
Thank you guys so much for waiting, and I'm so sorry again. For taking so long to update. But since FB season is officially over a few tings should be freed up!
Have a nice day/night everybody! I hope you all enjoyed the chapter!
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