YN POV

I looked at the door of the building. Maybe this was a mistake... maybe I should go back... I mean after all they've done to the people I care about, it would be unwise to just go.

???:"Sweetie, where are you?"

I flinched at the voice. It was only one of the demons I have to face everyday. Maybe it's not so bad out there. I looked down at my duffel bag. Clothes, some food and water, my mask, some money, and my weapon. The top floor light had been turned on which caught my attention. I slowly made my way into the darkness of the night.

YN:"Just like she taught me..."

I walked further and further away from my demons...

???:"Where are you (YN)?"

The other voice called out. This was all fake, my life, my love, everything. Today is the day I fix that...

YN:"Goodbye ladies. Take care of my children..."

With that, the darkness had become my home..

A certain blonde lady had walked out of the house looking for her lover...

???:"Where are you (YN)? I'm sorry. We shouldn't have done that."

Timeskip

Darkness had become my friend. No one was allowed to see me nor my face.

YN:"Don't be weak, stay strong."

The feeling of abandoning them... it ate away at my very soul. The family I had promised to never leave, now gone. Without any hesitation, I just left..,like smoke.

Walking through the city, the shimmering lights of Downtown Vale illuminated the city. Vibrant colours everywhere, people parading, shouts and screams from children. Halloween...

YN:"The one day my outfit would fit in."

Dressed in black, head to toe in my light combat gear, I swiftly manoeuvred my way through the dense population. I looked down and focused solely on getting out of there. However, trouble did always seem to follow me.

???:"Ohhhh dear Huntsman"

My eyes darted towards the roofs of the buildings to see a figure, dressed in an black and burgundy. He had two gauntlets ready with blades protruding from them...a corrupt huntsman...

YN:"An old friend... driven off the path..."

The wall of the building was no competition for me to scale as I quickly climbed up. With each inch I got closer the more he wanted to murder me. As I got up, he walked back to the other side of the roof. Standing there he glanced over my weapon, it's been a long time since I ditched my weapon I used back at Beacon, now it's my new (weapon choice).

???:"You think you can just leave after what you did...to the League...to your brothers and sister...'

YN:"I have no affiliation with them anymore."

???:"Tsk. I guess your road ends here."

He lunged at me with great speed, almost unavoidable, but I moved just in time for his left blade to miss me. His right blade come for my throat while his right leg tried to sweep me. I caught his blade and jumped over his head, holding his arm backwards. With a simple snap, his arm was broken. I pulled out my weapon and held it up to his throat.

YN:"No...My journey had just started."

With one swift movement, I slit his throat and watched him drop off the edge of the roof, lifeless. The feeling of the kill... I need to stop this feeling. The bloodlust...

As the night continued I made my way deeper into the city. Lights flashings. Cars speeding pst. Almost as if the city was alive in the darkest of nights. I followed the roads as it lead me down a path to where I remember everything taking place.

YN:"Ruby, I'll avenge you..."

I knelt down...and placed my blade of light into the earth...

??? POV

The wind picked up and the bullhead shook. Of all nights to pick a flight back to Vale, I had to pick this one. The pilot swerved through the storm, jerking in different directions. The pouring rain, the lightning strikes and and the thunder, sounds like a war of the weather outside. The pilot was yelling through his comms trying to communicate with me

Pilot:"We're gonna arrive in 5 minutes. Rough landing though."

???:"Get me in as close as possible, I need to see my entry point."

Pilot:"Yes sir. May I ask again why you've decided to come back?"

???:"I...She's here, and so is my younger brother's killer."

I looked down at my wrist, a name tattooed on it in black and red ink...

Angel...

She's here and I'm going back for her. And now I know my brother is alive too, maybe I can save him from the two cold hearted killers.

Pilot:"Sir..."

???:"What is it?"

Pilot:"You're gonna wanna see this."

I strolled into the cockpit to see a horrible sight. Of course he would be here.

Pilot:"Marcus you really wanna fight him?"

Me:"I have to, Gerhman is threatening the lives of many if I don't do this. I must end him."

With that, I pulled out my trusty old weapon and put my mask over my face. I walked over to the cargo bay and awaited the call.

Pilot:"Alright. In 5...4...3..."

The cargo bay opened as the dark night revealed itself to me.

Pilot:"2...And NOW!"

I jumped into the darkness...hoping to find answers here.

YN POV

The earth beneath me shook violently, the ruins of the old school crumbled. Beacon, a long ago forgotten symbol of Strength and Protection...now broken, destroyed and with all Huntsmen wiped out by my two so called 'lovers'. Glynda Goodwitch...Diana Peach...from two beautiful woman to insane psychopaths hellbent on keeping me theirs. Fake love, fake smiles, fake kisses...I could remember everything I faked to stay alive...but the night still haunts me...

YN:"RUBY!!!"

The corpse of my girlfriend...impaled by her own scythe... a sight never to be forgotten by (YN). From the shadows the two maniacs emerged...from the shadows they struck him...taking him from the light of day into the darkness of the abyss...

YN:"I'll make them pay..."

I stood up and looked around me...bones of old students and teachers littered the place.

YN:"For all of you..."

Marcus POV

Ahhh good city of Vale...what secrets you have...what depths must I delve into to uncover the Vermin inside you... or must a Hunter hunt an old friend for answers.

My target is dead now, easy kill. A Hunter should be proud and fight with skill and honour...not get pushed off a ledge and impaled by a rock. Must be an amateur hunter gone insane.

I made my way back to the site where my brother was taken. Ripped from us and never to he seen again. Upon approach, I saw a man there, kneeling. That garb he wears, similar to one a Hunstman wears. Must've survived Beacon then...

He stood there...kneeling before the place where my brother was taken... where those two bitches took him away from our family.

Ahhh yes, to make this clear, I am a hunter...from a different place where beasts much like the Grimm roam the streets. A Hunter, I'm called, but with every Hunter, comes the life before they entered the Dream. I'm one of the very few who have been able to remember what happened and escape the dream...but at a cost.

Me:"That Huntsman must die."

A Hunter should hunt beasts...leave the hoonting of hoonters to me...Dont you ever listen to your elders...No matter you did save my life...here for you...this too is a hunters work, but bears no honour...

A Hunter of Hunters must do their work...

I jumped from my ledge, landing in the ground facing the Hunter. I had no idea if the Hunters from this world were the same as mine, but he must pay. He invaded the ground which must be left alone for the peace of the dead...and the bloodlust I hear inside him is great. He turned with his hood still covering his face and his cloak concealing his arms.

Me:"Ahhh look here, a stray rabbit caught in a trap, maybe you wouldn't mind me..."

I dual wielded my Blades of Mercy...

Me:"Dissecting you for...'science'

YN:"No way...and if anything the only blood spilling here is yours."

He pulled out a (weapon choice) and held his left arm high. Bright light emitted from his hand before a shield of light formed from the very air.

Marcus:"No matter...You don't know the shit I've seen...and the shit I know."

I pulled out a small tool, and dashed at him before using the tool. Lightning struck down in front of him, and as he backed away, the strikes moved closer to him. I lunged through the lightning and struck him across the chest. His weapon swept my legs as I tried to go for the next hit.

Marcus:"Pesky little brat..."

His weapon came crashing down on what would've been my head had I not rolled. Rolling away from him before I stood up, I pulled out another weapon, an old weapon.

Marcus:"Here why don't you take some pointers in fighting..."

A blade to a bow, the weapon in my hands transformed, and arrow after arrow I shot at him, each one blocked or dodged. Changing tactics I reverted an old friends weapon to a blade once more and clashed with his weapon.

Marcus:"All hunters must die!"

YN:"No! All who oppose the strength of A GOD SHALL DIE."

His hair beneath his hood began to glow...his eyes turned white...and with enough force, he launched me back.

YN:"YOU CANNOT DEFEAT THE BLADE OF BEACON!!"

No...it couldn't be... the semblance...

YN POV

Marcus:"(YN)!!!"

What?! He knows my name...no one should...Glynda and Diana wiped me off every record in history.

YN:"H-How do you know that name?"

Marcus:"It's me little brother...I've been looking for you..."

The figure stood up and removed his mask. It was my brother!

I ran to him and embraced him in a hug.

Marcus:"Fuck...man...the family was worried... Mum, Dad, even little Suzy the bitch."

YN:"Hahah isn't she what...14 now?"

Marcus:"And still acts like she's 4? Yes."

I guess they had heard about my disappearance, and sent Marcus to look for me. I had missed my real family, it's been so long since I've seen them. I left home for beacon at 17...now I'm 19 going to 20. Marcus is 22, and he must've spent most of his time looking for me.

Marcus:"So...what happened here... like what really happened?"

YN:"It's a long story but basically two teachers went insane for me, murdered the whole school, kidnaped me while I pretended to love them and now I'm leaving them."

Marcus:"So it did happen..."

YN:"What? The school massacre? Yeah from them."

Marcus:"...No...the manipulation of their minds."

YN:"wut?"

Marcus:"Remember Angel?"

YN:"Your ex? One who broke up over no reason over text?"

Marcus:"*sigh*yes that one you numbskull. She was a witch...or something of the sort. She wanted to destroy the schools and what better way than from the inside."

YN:"Wait...so Goodwitch and Peach aren't insanely in love with me?"

Marcus:"Oh no they are"

Well shit, thanks for that buildup asshole

Marcus:"But not 'insanely' as Yandere insane. See I think they love you, and are slightly obsessive, but Angel must have boosted that feeling to dangerous levels."

YN:"How do you know all this???"

Marcus:"A friend named Emma...apparently she knows a lot about witchcraft and what it could do. So when I brought up reviving you from the Beacon Massacre, she told me, that the massacre was likely the work of a Witch Bitch."

YN:"You added bitch cos she's your ex right?"

Marcus:"No shit, bitch is gonna pay. Shit stung when she broke up with me like that."

YN:"No worries we'll get to the bo-"

CRASH

YN:"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SOUND?!"

All we could hear was a large chime of a bell. Ringing constantly. It wouldn't stop and the hole in the wall made it evident it was from the outside. We looked up to the wall, covering our ears and squinting our eyes...

???:"CURSE YOU ALL, CURSE YOUR FAMILY AND YOUR CHILDREN."

Marcus:"ANGEL?! FUCK YOU BITCH!"

From the rubble and dust emerged three figures...Angel, Glynda and Diana...

YN:"Well, it seems as if peace is not an option here.."

Marcus:"Well, I'm still a Hunter of Hunters, and that bloodlust inside you three is dangerous...so why not show me how much a bitch can handle."

Marcus rushed ahead and dealt with Angel, trading blows. Bowblade vs Threaded Cane...Pistol vs her magic...He probably could handle himself.

These two however, are my problem. I looked at them with hateful eyes. Memories of the students they murdered, of Ruby. The look on their face that day. It ends here. The madness ends here.

YN:"You die today."

Glynda:"So you think."

YN:"Wh-"

Darkness...

Third POV
HUNTERS DREAM

Within the dream, two souls woke up on the ground. They stood up and dusted themselves off. The older brother was inside the workshop, the younger brother outside by the messengers bath. The younger one had never been here, as he wasn't a Hunter. He was a huntsman, from the world of Remnant. But him bleeding through worlds, it left him in shock. He roamed the garden, looking at the notes left on the ground. He walked past many tombstones and walked up the path to the side of the house. The doll was there, and she was...crying. Both brothers saw her and approached her, but also shocked to see the other there in the dream.

YN:"Hello miss are you alright?"

Marcus:"Plains, what's the matter?"

The plain doll stood up and turned to hug Marcus. Shocked, and afraid, Marcus stood still. He was unable to understand what was going on.

Doll:"Good Hunter, you did not return for so long, and I was told you didn't die...so I pondered what happened, eventually crying for you."

Marcus hugged her back and and comforted her. She sunk her head into his chest as she cried.

Marcus:"Shh shh I'm back now, but I don't know how I came back."

The Doll looked at the both of them, and knew (YN) somehow.

Doll:"Ahh he must be your brother, same mother different dad right?"

YN:"Yes, I'm (YN) (LN), and his younger brother."

Doll:"I am the Plain Doll, here to serve and help Hunters, but your brother calls me Plains, as a sign of our friendship."

Marcus:"She's no servant to me, she a friend."

YN:"Oh really? Well, how did we get here?"

Doll:"Some Magic has forced you out of your bodies into another world, maybe one where both bled into another."

Marcus:"A crack in reality?"

Doll:"Possibly, but for now we don't know."

YN:"So where's our bodies?"

Doll:"You are here, but also not here."

YN:"What doe-"

Marcus:"Dont question it, even I don't get it."

YN:"So whaaaaaa-"

The bodies of both brothers started to break apart, particle by particle. Panicking they both held on to something of the dream, but failed. Their bodies disappeared...and left the dream...

REALITY
YN POV

My eyes slowly opened, my vision blurry. It took a while for my eyes to refocus but once I did, I wished I had died...

I was tied to a bed, with both Glynda and Diana next to me...

I don't want to be here...please...someone come get me...

Glynda:"Day one of punishments starts now"

Glynda and Diana got out of bed, and walked over to a dark corner of the room. I could hear wheels of a trolley being brought over. Beige I could see it however, I was blindfolded by Diana, who had kissed my lips and bit them to draw blood.

Diana:"Mmm tasty. Hehehe."

I heard her walk a few feet back, before I hear a loud crack...a whip? No...please.

CRACK

AHHH fuck my chest...

CRACK

Fuck...

CRACK
CRACK
CRACK

YN:"You won't break me that easily bitch."

I heard a little giggle from them before I felt a burning sting on my chest.

YN:"AHHHHHHHHHH GET THAT SHIT OFF ME!!!"

The heated metal rod sunk deeper into my skin, burning away at my flesh. The pain of the burn caused me to scream. But not give in.
They knew this and had gotten another tool.

YN:"Do...your worst..*panting*"

Silence flooded the room before metal was shifted around the trolley. I heard the footsteps, and then I felt them pierce my skin with a blade. I held in my screams and tensed my body up.

Glynda:"THIS IS TO MARK YOU AS"

DIANA:"OUR PROPERTY AND OURS ALONE."

Months later

Beating after beating. Hit and hit. Their weapons and blows crushed my body and mind...but my mind stayed strong, my will still there...slightly. Several months of abuse, my body scarred and broken. I had eaten very little to nothing. I hadn't touched water in weeks. My body, small and shaking now, was covered in their torture marks. I wanted to run, but my body wouldn't let me. I wanted to leave, but my body sat still.

I waited for them to return, my eyes now dull and my voice cracked. The only sound I would ever make, was the grunt from the pain. Unsatisfied till I screamed, they would torture me for hours on end. Their goal...to make me submit to them...but I would never. My body may say I'm weak, but my mind is where I need to stay strong.

I heard a pair of feet enter the room, and lay on the bed. My eyes closed in opened them to see a pair of green eyes.

Glynda:"Goodmorning Darling~"

She kissed my lips and I can just taste her insanity from it.

I remained quiet and said nothing to her. Enraged by no response she slapped me and punched my gut, opening one of the stitched wounds. Blood poured from my wound and my lip.

Some love this is...

She left the room and silence took over once again. I lost myself in my thoughts, my thoughts of Ruby and my family, my thoughts of peace and love and where Beacon was still standing...

Why must you give in so easily? Get up. run...Run...RUN. RUN RUN RUN...

That voice...Marcus?

???:"RUN ASSHOLES, THE BLOOD IS TOO INTOXICATING!! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Bursting through the door we're the bodies of Glynda and Diana, beaten and bruised. Walking through the door stood...Marcus? Covered in hair and his skin grey now though.

Marcus:"LETS GO!"

He ran over and cut me free and carried me to a bullhead outside. The sun...the grass and the sky, sights I hadn't seen in a while. He placed me inside and went back in. All that was heard after was the roar of a beast, the screams of two woman, and the sound of blood being splattered all over the walls...

Finally...this nightmare can end.

Night

Flying in the bullhead, Marcus sat on the floor next to me, telling me the stories of the past few months. Angel had died by his hands, and had gained the ability to become a Beast, which he now was. He told me stories of his world that he lived through, where beasts and man hunted each other and anything, where mans attempts to help stop beasts made themselves beasts. Though both of our worlds were similar slightly, i guess I can say I'm glad to have him here. When my family moved to his world 8 years ago with their father, I stayed here. My mum and sister, my step dad and step brother... I wonder what they faced in Marcus' world. Must've been hard. But them coming back to look for me after I went missing...glad to have them. I looked at Marcus and noticed something. He had changed back to normal. He had a chain on his neck with a hair ornament. On his wrist Angel is gone...Emma's name sits there now...lucky asshole.

I looked out the window, into the night sky. The shining lights and lively city of Vale.

The nightmare and the lies...it's all over...but...
I'll leave the kids with an orphanage. The life we live is no place for a child. And the rest of our lives...it's gonna he spent righting all our wrongs...

AN:IM BACK! Yes I'm back with this continuation of the Yandere Goodwitch and Peach story. No one requested this but I thought it might be cool. Also yes I'm into Bloodborne, fucking amazing game, my favourite one so far in the last few years. And yes I did try to make a crossover so sorry if there's some inconsistencies, but yeah. Hope y'all enjoyed and peace out.