I was originally going to write more rwby or possibly find something new to write about but I said, and I quote, "FUCK IT! I'm doing this instead!" so here I am continuing the story so don't worry reader, you can continue to praise the sun. Also FEAR NOT, to make it more interesting I am including firearms even though those are in bloodborne but you know what, FUCK IT. I think I'm getting to attached to that phrase… ANYWAY I don't have much inspiration for this story so I hope it is still good. ENJOY.

It was raining, a lot, not to mention the wind, cold, and lightning. It seemed like every natural force was trying to prevent me from arriving at my destination. Some would call me insane for being outside in this weather and well, quite frankly they would be right. But if they knew where I was going… I would like to refrain from thinking about that. I would be sent to several psychiatric wards, be locked up, have to wear one of those straight jackets. This is because no one, even a mentally unstable person, would even try to attempt what I was about to.

Hollow. That's what I was. Apparently it's some freak curse, but my parents think it's some mumbo jumbo made up by a trio of senile old women. I knew better though; the second they started talking. There was truth behind their vague words, and I, Jackson Porter, was going to find it.

Before I even enter the building, I hear their voices.

"Ooh, see, I told you this one was brave," said the first one

"Or stupid. Either way, he will do just fine." The second countered

"Oh, I simply love when they come back!" the third cooed

"You may enter"

The last piece of dialogue was said in unison. I had a bad feeling; these elderlies were extremely creepy. Creepier still though, after they a said enter, the door had opened on its own accord. What else was there to do? I entered. The building was different than before, instead of dilapidated concrete there was well-woven wood in the shape of a small hut. In fact everything was different. Lights were torches; metal chairs became wooden rocking chairs. The women seemed to notice my curiosity and, as always, vaguely explained.

"You will start to see things differently now, people who were once friends becoming monsters, ordinary objects turning into nightmarish things,"

"You will become more ware of your surroundings yet at the same time, less aware of yourself. You will begin to have certain… affinities for techniques and skills not of your time,"

"Thus is the power of the curse. Do not let anyone lead you astray from your path,"

One of them then hands me a weapon; a simple, yet seemingly efficient, short sword. Another comes up and offers a dagger. The final one portrays a simple set of armor, clad in red cloth at the shoulder and chest pads. I grab the equipment and I'm about to ask where I need to go, but as I look up… they vanish. My surroundings seem to shift as everything in the room spins. I nearly throw up. Closing my eyes I wait patiently for this feeling to end. I look up. I'm in a subway. All around me people are walking and being so attached to their phones that they don't even notice me. A train pulls up. The yellow lettering says rift station. That can't be a coincidence. Getting to my feet, I run for the entrance, when someone attempts to stop me.

"Hey kid! You don't have a pass for this train; you can't board it, especially not without a parent or guardian!"

Without a second thought I ignore him and run past, but something strange happens. I feel a sharp object enter my back. As I turn I see it is a throwing knife. I also see the man was preparing another throw. Wait, that… thing, was not a man. In the few seconds I had turned my back, he had transformed. His once prominent muscles shifted to weak, spindly limbs. His security guard clothes were also different, now being simple rags covering only the necessary regions. Seemingly on instinct I doge the next throwing knife and charge. Upon reaching adequate range I slash with my right-handed blade, and stab with my left, which was holding my dagger. Instead of said thing crumpling to the ground and bleeding to death, it mysteriously disappeared in a flurry of dark material.

Deciding not to dwell on what had just happened, also considering that other people were starting to stare, I step aboard the train. Before the doors close though, I notice something else in the station. Coming from where I slaughtered that creature was a small light orb floating towards me. It takes a minute to stop and hover atop my hand before being absorbed into my body. Sitting down, I ponder what that thing was and what it was I just consumed. Remembering the alluring blue glow of the beautiful object, I fall asleep.

Nothing much to say here other than how I don't have anything to say :P so I'm not going to say anything. Oh wait I already did. Eh, oh well FUCK IT. Ha, knew I could squeeze it in there one more time ;) lol.