[Y/N] - Your Name
[M/N] - Middle Name
[L/N] - Last Name
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["Talking"]
["SCREAMING"]
["Whispering"]
["Thinking"]

Hey.

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Sorry about the rant.
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The Night.

It is the house for many things; most of which are not good things. Under its dark veil that shrouds all visions, one may find themselves lost in a scary forest, the sound of grass at their feet, with each crack of a branch, or a small noise of a distant animal, making them flinch like a gun had been shot right at the side of their ears. Or perhaps, find themselves facing something, or someone, who wishes to harm them.

A thug with a blade so shiny, its poor victim has time to see their reflection before it is too late. The fangs of a stray dog, hungry to feed on anything and anyone it sees. Its large fangs ripped flesh like paper, and its growls echoing with a thirst for blood. But, at the same time, the night can be a protector, enveloping all in its chilled embrace. Almost creating a paradox, the night comes all the time upon the sun finally sets.

To protect and to endanger.
The ones who are born, and the ones who die.

It is ironic, almost comical, if it was not such a harsh reality. The night, to many, is as dangerous as it is comforting to others. However, in such a vast, strange world, there is little-to-no person out there who cannot protect themselves. There are a lot of people who are born, and a lot of people who are killed. However, there is always a middle ground, people who are neither alive nor dead. An "In-Birth", if you will.

Under the Night In-Birth, one could hear the faint sounds of a feminine figure, fair complexion, blonde hair, and wide emerald green eyes. She sported a roll-neck black shirt, below a basmati white long top with a black shawl collar and Empire line ribbon, along with a dark gray pleated skirt. On top of it all, she wears a large light-blue hoodie, the jacket's body being blue, and its puffy sleeves white in color.

On the white hemline of her hood is a golden androgyne accessory; meanwhile, golden crosses adorn the sleeves at the elbows. Other small accessories include her fingerless gloves now being white on the palm area, and her handcuff belt having a chain attached to it. She completes her outfit with black lycra shorts, an enormous metal handcuff in place of a waist belt, black fingerless gloves with white cuffs.

Carrying with her what seemed like a massive Yo-Yo about the size of her head in one hand, seemingly having it ready to strike at a moment's notice, the girl also held a small teddy bear. It had various stitches around the body and the hands as well as the legs, with orangish-yellow buttons for eyes. Truly finishing her outfit, she also wore white socks below the knee, and boots that compliment the colors of her outfit.

[幻自在のトリッキースピナー]
[𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐞-𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫]
[𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐭]

The place around her was a run-down, abandoned dump. She figured that no one that would have a sane mind would dare to come into this place. However, it seems like usual, her life was proving itself harder than it needed to be. This place of the city where everyone had left oh so long ago during that terrible night of a full moon made her wonder what would bring anyone back to this place again. Surely nothing legal.

Even though the girl was short, she was quick. Extremely so, as her hurried steps echoed within the empty night as she dashed through the streets. Not too far in her vision she could see the building she was after, her eyes narrowing as her step hurried even more. The familiar stench of blood invaded her nostrils from far away, but even then, she never before had seen a smell that was so... Aggressive.

She readied her Yo-Yo, spinning it at her side for a moment before she shot it forward. It grinded against the ground, raising sparks before it seemed to kick off of the sidewalk, shooting right into the place's door. It shattered into pieces as she leaped into the place, her Yo-Yo ready as it spun around her. Eyes glancing side to side quickly before they came to a halt, widening as she took in what she saw.

Massacre.

A clear butchery of bodies uncaring for their stories or ages. The slaughter which she had never seen before, bodies decorated every piece of furniture, the wood was barely brown, and mostly crimson with the blood of the victims. Many of them lay with extreme injuries, lacking arms, legs, and some of them, barely recognizable as a human corpse. Everywhere her eyes darted, there was something disgusting.

She couldn't believe her eyes. Never before had she seen something this brutal before. Even in the staircases, where she figured some people had tried to flee to, some bodies were nailed on the wall by a strange, crimson-colored spike. Making sure to not step on any corpses, the wet sound of blood and guts at her feet made the girl almost want to puke. Holding it back, she slowly made her way up the stairs.

Her hand slowly moving up, she noted the gigantic, spike-like object. Her eyes narrowed, gritting just like her teeth as she recognized instantly what it was. Her fingers rubbed against one another to dry the blood from the spike, or rather, the spike itself. Making her way down to the first floor again, Bridget glanced around. Trying her best not to get the terrible stench to get to her, she could only wonder...

Bridget: ["What sort of monster did this...?"]

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[𝟓 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐑 - 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆]

???: ["Nothing pisses me off more than a bunch of weaklings flocking together..."]

He growled, opening his hand as the body fell to the ground. Stepping back, uncaring for where his foot went - Ground, a head, a hand, an eye, it was all the same - the man made his way back to the counter. Sitting on top of it, he growled, his fingers slowly clutching the sides of the paper in his hand. His other hand picked up a nearby corpse's head, raising it into the air, as the man put the paper side-to-side with it.

??? ["Paradox..."]

Clicking his tongue in annoyance, he tossed it back like an empty can to a trash can. All throughout the room, from the blood, erupted what seemed like stakes made out of pure, hardened blood. They raised the bodies, one by one, as the man kept comparing them to the face in the paper he was holding. Growling in anger each time, as the last body was brought to his attention, he let out a yell of unmatched rage.

???: ["SHIT!"]

He spun his body around as, from the tip of his fingers, what resembled a crude, large spike, was shot. It nailed one of the bodies to the wall as the man held his hands against the counter. Growling, his eyes still narrowing as he glanced around, he would stand up straight, putting the hands inside the pockets of his pants. The man continued to glance around the room, sighing in disappointment as he walked out.

???: ["I'm pissed as it is cause of those Litch Kreis assholes..."]

He was a lean young man with long red hair and strange eyes. His most recognizable attire consists of a black, sleeveless jacket that goes down to just above his waist, giving him somewhat of a midriff. The jacket is zipped up halfway, revealing some of his chest. The man's legwear consists of a pair of baggy, blood red pants, which are held up by a black and silver belt. Carmine also wears some similarly colored shoes.

By far, the most attention-grabbing feature of his eyes were his eyes that were entirely red. Not only their irises, but also the sclera, a color that directly-matched the pants and his long, flowing hair. Like a corpse in an ocean of blood, as the man blinked, his sclera returned to their regular black color. However, his arms were beyond strange, going almost all the way up to his shoulders, they were entirely-crimson in color.

???: ["Tsc... Another bust. Bah, whatever..."]

[原初の赤 | カーマイン]
[𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐎𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬]
[𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐗𝐒 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝: 𝐘/𝐍 𝐌/𝐍 𝐋/𝐍]

Y/N: ["No clue where she is, but I do know how to find some pretty potent EXS..."]

The man glanced up, his eyes narrowing as he did. A smirk spread across his face as he noted the setting sun. A low, echo-y chuckle couldn't help itself and escaped through his gritted teeth. Y/N's eyes wandered around for a moment as he stepped ahead into the remaining few rays of sunlight, warming his skin, he would turn around and begin to walk, shoving the piece of paper back in the pockets of his pants.

Y/N: ["Until I find that bitch, I'll just have to kill everyone that comes my way..."] The man had a smug smirk, talking to himself as if something would respond ["After all, it'd be boring as shit if I started cutting the snake's head without enjoying myself a little.... Heh, heh, heh..."]

Cracking his neck from side-to-side, Y/N found himself getting up in the air as yet another crude pillar of blood appeared from beneath him. Stepping up into one of the many buildings that littered the abandoned and run-down section of town, Y/N turned to face the sun. His eyes not even flinching as they made contact with it, they soon narrowed and fell down towards the ground once more as he kneeled in the border.

Y/N: ["What the hell's she calling herself now... Amnesia, or some shit? Tsc..."] Y/N growled, jumping from the roof and landing on the other side of the house with no issue ["Nothing pisses me off more than a bunch of incompetent pricks getting so noisy..."]

As Y/N landed, quite a few drops of blood were launched up, almost as if he had landed on a puddle of it. He began to walk ahead, hearing the wet sounds of the liquid beneath his soles as he remained focused forward. His eyes narrowed, he could only think of his goal as his smirk began to grow. A single hand waving around out of his pocket, he clenched his fist as his eyes widened much like his bloodthirsty smirk.

Y/N: ["Those In-Births think they're hot shit because of their powers...?"] Y/N's eyes were slowly narrowing like that of a predator eyeing its next meal ["I'll kill them all... Nail them right up with my Blood Spike!"] He stopped again, turning to face over his shoulder as he stared up at the darkening skies ["Paradox... I hope you'll enjoy that Hollow Night Abyss you've made your stronghold... Because I'll turn it into your fucking grave!"]

He spat against the ground, his saliva, much like the motif of his body, was red in color as he began to walk away. Hands in his pockets with an uncaring nature, Y/N felt the sun against his back, but paid it no mind as the skies continued to darken. Glancing up quickly, he could almost see the swirling red that would indicate the beginning of his fun. The beginning of the best night in all of his life.

Y/N: ["...The Hollow Night comes again..."]

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[ブラッディマリー]
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Chapter 1: [Bad Surface]
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Bridget: ["Awh... What should we do, Roger...?"]

Bridget sighed. Her chin rested against her palms while her elbows were placed against her legs. She swayed her legs back and forth while on top of the chair, glancing down at the ground while keeping a sorrowful expression. Even though the scenario all around her was much, much more lovely and lively than before, it did little to comfort the poor girl that still found herself completely lost in all of her thoughts.

This section of town was much better, it almost seemed like an opposite world. The bar was lively, as the live band played their songs as the people carried on back and forth. The workers walked with trays full of drinks and small snacks, as the rest of the customers chatted. The beautiful atmosphere of the bar was exceptional, and, albeit she was feeling down, and had to show her ID three times to get in, Bridget felt glad.

Tossing a fry in her mouth after glancing down at it, the ketchup only reminded her of the bloodbath she had seen a few hours ago. Shivering at the remembrance of it, the girl shook her head to put her thoughts at ease. The memories of the carnage served to remind her of the trail that had run cold which she was following afterwards. Just blood, blood, and more blood, in the most random of places that have no connection.

Bridget: ["We only run into cold trails, we're nowhere close to finding who did this..."]

Roger: ["Well, you only began to search for him today, you obviously wouldn't find him right away"] The teddy bear sat across from the desolate-looking girl as she rested her chin in her palms still ["When was the last time that you had an easy bounty hunt anyways?"]

Bridget: ["I know! But still... It's frustrating to know that there is someone so dangerous and deranged out there!"] The girl whined, holding her hands to her face as she sighed, closing her eyes ["And, I know that there are a lot of strong people out there... But I can't help but feel like letting such a thing loose is dangerous..."]

Roger: ["I know you're worried, but these things take time, you know that already..."] The bear stood up on the table, gently approaching the girl and sitting by her side ["I mean, it's just the first day! You can't just expect them to burst through those doors!"]

The doors flew off of their hinges.

Quiet steps echoed across the room that went deaf as the doors struck one of the patrons, sending them to the ground. A spine-chilling chuckle was heard as a tall, lean figure made themselves present in the room. Their grin widening as his white hair contradicted the red of his pants and the black of his sleeveless jacket. As the man stopped, he would glance around the room, his grin widening by the second.

Y/N: ["Well, how unlucky for you~..."]

[Art by - Seiichi Yoshihara]

Y/N? ["I still got some time to play around..."]

The room was still silent, no one dared to move a muscle as the man's eyes slowly moved from side-to-side. He spat to the side as he brought his hand to his face, prompting Bridget's eyes to widen in shock. Suddenly, his arms turned red as his face closed, from the tip of his fingers all the way up to near his shoulders. His hair also took a shade of crimson as he did so, his eyes opening to reveal their red sclera.

He roared as he threw his arm forward, prompting a large, crystal-like projectile to grow from his palm. It shot right towards one of the patrons, who covered their head in fear as they turned to the side, closing their eyes. They readied for the impact that never came, and as their eyes slowly opened, they went wide with surprise, seeing the pointed projectile being held in place, stuck by what seemed like many strings.

His eye narrowed for a moment, but it only went wide for a moment before he was thrown back. Roger landed on top of the spike, readying his fist after having struck the attacker. The crystal under him crumbled to liquid as he jumped forward, and out of the door. After he landed on his back, Y/N threw himself up and landed on his feet, grinding his soles against the ground for a moment as he raised his face with a growl.

Wiping some blood off his nose with his thumb, Y/N smirked as the teddy bear landed in front of the doors for the bar. The people of the place and from around gathered around the streets to see what had been going on. Y/N ducked just in time as a Yo-Yo shot right past his face, barely missing his nose. Leaning back as he touched the ground, just like before, a pillar of blood seemed to erupt from nowhere beneath him.

As he landed on top of one of the buildings, yet another crystal came from beneath him. This repeated itself for a moment as he continued to move away. Glancing over his shoulder, he caught a glimpse of blue and yellow following him, which prompted his smirk to widen. A few minutes later, Y/N landed on the streets again, this time, rather far away from the city, and back in the desolate and abandoned lands of it.

As the man stopped, he glanced forward, seeing a young girl approaching not far away. She had one foot on what seemed like the same Yo-Yo that had tried to strike him not too long ago, and the other in the air. The Yo-Yo had split open, revealing a support for her boot, as it grinded against the ground, coming to a halt as the girl leaped out of it. Not too far away, Y/N smirked as he wiped his bloody nose again.

Y/N: ["You there! Punk-ass clownfish... Let me guess..."] Y/N smirked, holding a hand against his belt ["Another reckless idiot just walking around the Hollow Night?"]

Bridget: ["Hm? What are you supposed to be, then? Some kinda crayfish?"] The girl tilted her head to the side, seemingly confused and at a loss for words ["I mean... Is all that red supposed to be intimidating, or...?"]

Y/N: ["Wh--?! You son a bitch... You really know how to piss someone off..."] Y/N's fingers closed as he clenched his fist ["You just had to insult my Blood Spike out of all things... I'm REALLY sick of you now, punk!"] Y/N began to walk towards Bridget, cracking his neck from side to side ["Imma kick your sorry ass!"]

Bridget: ["Are you the one who made a mess at that place earlier today? You're not aligned with the United Kingdoms of Illyria, are you?"] Bridget tilted her head, now to the other side, as she played around with her Yo-Yo ["No, of course not... And it doesn't seem like you're affiliated with the United States, either..."] Bridget seemed somewhat confused, though she was quick to voice her thoughts ["Are you just picking fights for the hell of it?"]

Y/N: ["Eh? The United States? United Kingdom?! HAH! I hate the guts of any cunt from come from either place!"] His smirk widened even more as he spread his arms with a cocky smirk ["And any power-wielding punk who gets in my way is GOING TO DIE!"]

Bridget: ["Ah man... I just wanted to enjoy my fries. They hadn't even delivered my orange juice either... Everything about this night is too complicated and dramatic"] She scratched the side of her face with a clear bit of annoyance in her face before her smile appeared again ["Ah well, I'm all for fighting someone whose motives are easy to understand anyway"]

Y/N: ["Well, then... Maybe if you hadn't been an idiot, you could've escaped"] Y/N noted out of the blue, smirking as he glanced up at the night sky ["Now it is too late... It has finally begun once again"]

Following his gaze, Bridget felt a terrible shiver crawl up her spine. The sky, lit with stars in its dark-blue glow, suddenly began to change. Out of nowhere, a sea of clouds quickly spread all around, encompassing all of the stars and leaving behind but a blanket of swirling gray and dark, cloudy colors. Right in the center of it, the red was glowing so fiercely she thought that thing was the very gates of Hell itself.

The buildings around them began to change, first darkening into a pitch-black color like midnight itself before the crimson began to spread throughout them. They covered the tall buildings like the blood had covered Y/N's arms and hair. The trees around darkened to a black so dark that they seemed like mere silhouettes. And as the seconds ticked, all that Bridget and Roger could note is how all had changed.

Bridget: ["Wha--...? What is going on...?"]

The girl glanced all around herself, confused, lost, and clearly afraid. Her Yo-Yo was still in the ready as she continued to look to the sides, trying to see something other than the darkened skies and buildings. Y/N's laugh snapped her back to reality as she turned to face him. The man held his hand against his face, his head leaning back as he found it all clearly amusing, to the point where his laugh seemed to echo nonstop.

Y/N: ["So you are just a clueless punk-ass! HAH!"] Y/N smirked as he held his left hand to his belt ["Well, whatever... I'll just kill you. And even if I don't, the Voids surely will... Well, then! Guess I'll just spare you from becoming their next meal!"]

Before Bridget could even open her mouth, Y/N had already dashed towards her. His body low to the ground, he still held a hand to his belt while the other fist clenched itself. Quickly, Bridget spun her Yo-Yo around, using it to deflect Y/N's incoming punch, at the same time, Roger had leaped from the ground, to her shoulder, right towards Y/N's face. The red-haired man, quick to attack, performed a front flip.

As he fell towards Bridget, the girl had to step back, narrowly avoiding his heel that crashed against the road with so much strength it cracked. Turning his body around, Y/N kicked up just as Roger had missed a stomp against his chest. His right leg moving, Y/N kicked against the bear, who raised his arms to shield his face. Glancing down, Roger was surprised to see that, out of nowhere, a puddle of blood had formed.

Suddenly, a crystalized pillar of blood erupted, raising him high enough to where Y/N's kick could easily land against him. A Roundhouse kick from the man would be blocked, had his leg not suddenly lagged backwards while it still went up, finishing with a surprising downward tilt from high up, essentially moving over Roger's arm, and striking him right in the head, sending the teddy bear almost flying away.

Y/N's laugh was cut short as Bridget's Yo-Yo slammed against his jaw, prompting him to step back from the sudden hit. Turning to face the girl, he was surprised to see that she had another one coming right at him. He leaned back, allowing the first one to miss, though, to his surprise, the second one struck against it mid-air, changing its course. The ricochet was faster than he had predicted, and it was aimed at his leg.

Much to the girl's surprise, the man endured the hit, slightly raising his leg so that, instead of striking his calf, the Yo-Yo struck against his knee instead. Y/N rapidly spun his leg in a 360 motion, wrapping the line of the Yo-Yo around. Bridget's eyes snapped in surprise as the man roared, pulling his leg back with enough strength to pull her right towards him. Like she had been yanked by a massive beast, she flew forward.

Y/N's hand had reeled back before it was shot forward; surprisingly, from the ground beneath, a much larger, gigantic hand had erupted. Made out of the crystalline-blood of his, it would've struck right against Bridget, had Roger not suddenly leaped in the way. Acting as a shield, Y/N was shocked to see him growing much bigger in size, completely tanking the attack as if Y/N were just trying to tickle his stitched belly.

The two remained on a stare down for a moment before Y/N smirked. Roger was surprised, but quickly found himself struck again. From beneath the man's feet, more blood had erupted, throwing him forward, and over the arm. As he spun around mid-air, Y/N's leg stretched at a speed and strength so high that Roger's belly was almost pierced. Such strength and impact also made both the bear and Bridget recoil.

Bridget: ["Tsc... What's up with this guy's strength?!"] Her hand reached up, holding her belly as she struggled to breathe for a bit ["I was behind Roger and I could still feel that impact..."]

Y/N: ["Eh~? What's the matter, Clownfish?"]

Y/N, who previously had his leg raised, put it against the ground again. A smirk spreading against his lips, more blood began to appear and form underneath him. One of his eyes narrowed as the shot right open, a nasty expression on his face, from the pool of blood beneath him, sharp, crystalline-blood began to form. It pierced form the ground, almost like many spears peeking through a Roman army's formation.

Y/N: ["We're just getting started~... Don't go ruining the fun now~!"]

Yet again, like a feral beast, the man shot forward towards the girl and the bear. Roger's arms were quick to move, punching away the various crystals that Y/N had shot at him, causing them to shatter into more blood. He was fast to leap over one of Bridget's Yo-Yo's. As Y/N had tried to punch him, Roger landed on top of the man's arms. His hands holding Y/N's arm, he pulled him closer, making him lose balance.

That was enough for Bridget's Yo-Yo to wrap around Y/N's left leg. The other one shot around him, instead wrapping around his right arm. It bound it to the man's back, leaving him nearly defenseless to Roger's attack. The bear ran up Y/N's arm, and just as a barrier of blood stopped him from kicking the man's eye, he jumped. Landing on Y/N's hair, and holding against it, he used the momentum to swing around the man.

As he stopped around him, Roger kicked Y/N's nape. The strength of the strike was enough for the red-haired boy to be shot forward towards the ground. Though a pillar of blood would stop him from smashing against it, Bridget moved faster. The girl stepped ahead, firming one foot against the ground as the other shot up. The sole of her boot connecting against the man's jaw, throwing his head back, Roger acted.

He pulled Y/N down, smashing the back of his head against the road. Jumping up, the bear increased in size as the asphalt under Y/N's head had cracked from the impact. Right before Roger could fall against him, Y/N rolled out of the way, allowing the bear to completely miss the slam. It had suddenly increased again, back to its gigantic form. With no time to dwell on his thoughts, Y/N did what he did best: Attacked.

Bridget was quick to act, revolving both of her Yo-Yo's for a moment before they shot forward again, coming from the left and right, trapping Y/N within their lines. Roger again jumped, coming from the air, ready to crush down against Y/N should he try and dodge the Yo-Yo's. Y/N's eyes glanced around himself for a moment before he smirked. He raised both arms before he slammed down against the ground.

Suddenly, two large hands made out of the crystalized blood erupted from underneath him. They blocked the Yo-Yo's as the man dashed forward, avoiding the slam from the teddy bear. Bridget's eyes widened as Y/N rushed straight towards her. His hand clasping against her face, he showed no problem in lifting her off of the ground, and as he roared, he reeled her back, throwing all of the weight of his body forward.

Bridget found the side of her face slammed against a blood crystal so harsh that she broke right through it, shattering the thing into pieces. As she landed against a pool of blood, dazed from the impact, Y/N turned around, smirking as he ducked under a punch from Roger that had come from the right. Noting how the bear had increased in size again, Y/N's smirk turned into one of excitement as he stepped forward.

He struck a knee against Roger's belly, forcing the bear to lean forward. As he did, Y/N grasped both sides of his head, and front-flipped over him. Smashing the back of the bear's head against the asphalt as he had done to him, Y/N reeled his leg back. Kicking Roger's head with so much strength that the stuffed bear was kicked up, and thrown back onto his feet, Y/N chuckled, watching as the possessed bear steadied.

Y/N stepped back as Roger tried to strike him again. Raising his leg against the air, Y/N slammed it against the bear's left foot just as a crystal had formed under his heel. Pinning it to the ground, Y/N once more stepped forward as Roger tried to punch him with the addition of his body weight. As Y/N avoided the strike, entering closer to Roger, his body turned around, and he kicked right at the back of the bear's knee.

[Anime - Kengan Ashura]

Taking a quick inhale of air, Y/N threw both of his arms forward. From them emerged, once more, the large pillars of crystalline-blood. They erupted from his palms, sending Roger flying back and against the ground. A smirk spreading on Y/N's face, he turned around just in time to be met with Bridget's rear that she had impacted against his nose. Struck back with surprising strength, Y/N lost his footing.

Bridget used this to her advantage, wrapping one of her Yo-Yo's around the man's leg, and using it to knock him into his knee. Y/N's head was raised just in time to see Bridget leaping at him, both of her legs wrapping around the man's neck as she spun around. The momentum was enough so that, once she brought her weight down, she slammed Y/N's face against her other Yo-Yo, hearing a sickening crunch from there.

Not done yet, Y/N was suddenly blasted back as a gunshot was heard from underneath his face. Leaping back into a handstand, Bridget was quick to land on her feet as Y/N regained his balance. Shaking his head from side-to-side, some blood flew from his nose and his busted lips. He growled in anger and annoyance, wiping some blood from his face by using the side of his hand, still glaring up towards Bridget.

Y/N: ["Tsc... Nothing pisses me off more than bitches like you"] He spat some blood to the side, watching as Roger leaped in front of the girl ["Well, I guess it's much better than you just dying quickly... But still..."] The man turned his gaze to the side, looking over his shoulder with a hum ["I got shit to do. So I'll get rid of you now. There's some people here that I gotta beat up, too"]

Bridget: ["Wait, seriously?! With whatever is going on, you're gonna go out and find even more trouble?"] Bridget's tone was surprised, and also somewhat concerned and confused ["That way you're just gonna end up lying dead in the middle of the street by the end of the night!"]

Y/N: ["A fitting end for a piece of shit like me!"]

Again, Y/N leaped forward. The man's hand clutching shut as he suddenly spun around. A kick was blocked by Roger, who kept Y/N busy as Bridget ran around the two of them. Y/N smirked, putting his leg down as the other one kicked up, but instead of going forward, it went to the side, smashing his knee against the bear's arm that he had used to block. Suddenly, Y/N found himself being pulled backwards by Bridget.

Her Yo-Yo wrapped around his neck, and the second one wrapped around his face, she yanked the man back, prompting his footing to go unbalanced. As Roger capitalized on this, he threw his right hand ahead in an attempt to punch Y/N. The man, however, was much faster, and leaped to avoid the strikes. Both of his legs wrapping around Roger, he yanked the bear forward, and his right leg shot up.

He kicked Roger right against the bear's would-be jaw, sending his head back. As Y/N landed, he roared while Bridget still pulled him backwards. Feeling the air being shut from his lungs, the man allowed himself to be pulled for a moment. However, just as his body was about to fall from the dragging motion, he threw his entire upper body forward just as the back of his head had grazed the asphalt underneath himself.

Bridget was now the one who found her footing being unstable, or rather, not existing at all. She flew forward, her entire body being thrown ahead by the strength of Y/N's upper body alone. She was caught by Roger as they both landed against the ground. The girl jumped from his arms just as Y/N impacted with both feet against Roger's chest, causing the gigantified bear to step back thanks to the sudden impact.

As Y/N landed, ducking under one of the strikes, his smirk spread again. From underneath both of them, spikes made out of blood erupted. They struck against Roger, pinning his feet to the ground as Y/N stood up. He delivered a kick to the side of Roger's face with surprising speed and strength, followed by his other leg striking the other cheek, both strikes which made Roger's face be thrown around a bit.

Followed by that was a quick knee against the bear's gut. His left leg lifting off of the ground, Y/N kicked against the toy's arm. Following it was the left hit. A devilish grin on Y/N's face, he reeled his leg back before he spun around, kicking right at Roger's face. A strike so sudden and impactful, with a combination so fast, that Bridget barely had the time to stand up and properly see the last strike send Roger into a daze.

[Anime - Kengan Ashura]

Y/N jumped back right in time to avoid one of Bridget's Yo-Yo's that had slammed against the ground. He stepped on it, and threw his foot back, yanking the weapon back and bringing Bridget closer. The girl tried to move away from him, but found herself trapped once his arm stretched to the side, grabbing a handful of her hair. Glancing up thanks to their notable difference in height, she felt her spine shiver.

His smirk went so large that it stretched, almost literally, ear-to-ear. His sharp teeth were crudely on display with a gaze of hunger. His eyes seemed to glow under the bright red of the swirling clouds above them. He raised his fist, and Bridget could only watch as it began to change; his arm morphing into a larger, crude shape. From his knuckles, what seemed like a brass knuckle made out of crystals were formed.

Y/N: ["... This is gonna hurt..."]

Bridget's vision turned to a blur as a sudden impact against her cheek made her fly away right through one of the surrounding houses. The strike was so strong that it echoed like a gunshot of a high caliber around the dark, empty streets. She couldn't discern left from right, she couldn't tell if her nose or jaw were broken, or both of them. All she could feel was a cold shiver around her body and distant steps.

Y/N turned to the side, facing Roger as the bear stepped up. A small chuckle escaping his lips, Y/N shook his head from side-to-side. Extending his arm to the side, the bear found a sudden fist of blood going his way. He raised his arms to block the strike, but was surprised when, rather than blunting against him, the hand suddenly grabbed his arm. From within it, more hands came, and from within these hands, more of them.

They all went around his body, grappling it with so much strength that he couldn't do anything about it. Y/N's other arm made its way to the top of the one he held against Roger. His palm on top of the other hand, he clutched it, pulling it back like he was pulling back the string of a bow. As he did, his smirk widened once more, one of his eye widened while the other one narrowed. A final chuckle then escaped his lips.

As he opened his hand, an arrow was indeed fired. With the shape of a trident, it struck against Roger, being much larger than Y/N's own body. It sent the bear into the distance as Y/N turned around to face Bridget who tried to stand up. Giggling, the man blew the top of his left index as if it was the smoking barrel of a gun. A hand holding his belt, he stepped up towards Bridget, holding against the girl's back.

Y/N: ["Well, it was fun... But I've got shit to do, and other assholes to beat"] He pushed her, causing the still-dazed girl to fall to the ground again ["You're not strange, you know? You're that one bounty hunter, aren't you? Brisket, or something... Well, whatever"]

Y/N reeled the girl back by her hair after yanking her hood off. His other arm was raised, and as his hand opened, from within it, his crystalline-blood took the form of a claymore sword. His smirk widening as the drops of it still fell against the ground, he watched as Bridget's arms tried to move to strike with her Yo-Yo's, but she was too tired and damaged to do so. The poor girl could barely even keep her eyes open.

Y/N: ["Oh, and... Whoever you meet on the other side? Tell 'em that I'm on my way~..."] His smirk widening, he swung down the blade with a final remark ["SLEEP WELL, BITCH-"] His teeth gritted.

Not from excitement...
But from pain.

Having a taste of his own medicine, Y/N found out that it was not sweet, but sour to the point it made him almost throw up. A caved area in his chest from the sudden blunt impact he had taken that made him crash against, and through, the other wall of the house, he laid against the rubble. He couldn't hear much other than the high-pitched ringing that was constant on his ears, but he knew exactly what it was.

Y/N began to stand up, groaning thanks to the strain as he coughed up some blood. He barely managed to stand before he dropped to a knee, his vision shaking and going in-and-out of focus, he could barely make up the shape of the figure. Again, not that he needed to, since he knew very well who, or rather, what that thing was. The way it stood, the way it looked, it made Y/N growl in crystal-clear pain and anger.

Y/N: ["Shit... I was hoping I could wrap it up before this cunt showed up..."]

Its arms were dragged on the floor, the figure barely even humanoid at this point. Its height was the most eye-catching detail, as it was much taller than Y/N, let alone Bridget. In fact, it was so lanky that it seemed to be twice as tall as the bounty hunter, even if it was slouching in an unnatural posture. Its whip-like arms remained behind as he stood still like a statue, slowly turning over its shoulder to glance at Y/N.

The figure was a scary, semi-humanoid being. a tall, dark skinned humanoid-like creature with long arms and flashing blue markings all over his body. Long white hair that undulates similarly to flames, vanishing at the tip, Its eyes did not have eyelids, and instead, they were but a simple, blueish-white glow that resembled a machine. Its mouth, always open with straight, sharp teeth, gave him the look of a beast.

[深淵の怪蛇 | メルカヴァ]
[𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐛𝐲𝐬𝐬]
[𝐇𝐞 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐀𝐥𝐥: 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐤𝐚𝐯𝐚]

Y/N: ["Tsc... Nothing pisses me off more than an asshole interrupting my fight..."]

Y/N groaned, standing up with struggle as he breathed heavily. His vision still barely able to focus on the beast, he gritted his teeth. Clenching his fist, Y/N formed yet another pool of blood all around himself. Some blood dripping from his mouth and lips into the pool around his feet, the man took a step forward as Merkava stepped over Bridget, making its way towards the In-Birth that stood not too far away.

Y/N: ["Shit... I've used up too much blood already. I wanted to put an end to Baguette, or whatever her name is, and recover, but..."] Y/N glanced up at Merkava, knowing quite well that his thoughts didn't go unheard ["Guess I'll have to give your sorry ass a beating too..."]

Merkava: ["Why don't you call it quits? I don't enjoy senseless killings..."] The Void's arms flailed around limply, as Y/N merely chuckled ["Surely, you must appreciate the weight I must bear? Perhaps I should put up a warning to keep others away-"]

Y/N: ["PAYBACK TIME BITCH!"]

Y/N raised his arm as he dashed forward like before, his chest close to the ground and one hand hanging in his pocket. A shield made out of his crystalline-blood deflected the incoming hits from Merkava, its arms moving and snapping like whips at speeds so high that it seemed to have many of them at once. All of the hits made Y/N shake, feeling the impact from the hit, he knew that he couldn't just attack back.

Gritting his teeth, the man leaped to try and strike the Void, but as he did, Merkava's arms suddenly snapped to the sides. It leaped high into the air, its arms turning into wings as it flapped them. Clashing the wings together, Merkava released what seemed like a purple fireball. Y/N stomped the ground, making it so that two walls raised, acting as a shield. It was, however, not enough, and the man was blasted back.

Grinding his back against the ground, Y/N cursed himself and the wound on his chest. Feeling the pain and the fatigue barely allowing him to cling to consciousness, he spat to the side. Standing up, he clutched both of his fists and once again dashed towards Merkava. Rather than striking with his technique, Y/N used his blood to launch him up, his eyes narrowing as he jumped towards Merkava's head.

Both of his legs wrapping around the would-be neck of the Void, Y/N used the momentum to swing himself around, as he was pulled down by gravity and also throwing his own body weight, a pair of blood hands erupted from underneath them both, pulling Merkava's legs to make him lose balance. As the note was taken from Bridget's book, Y/N slammed the creature face-first against the asphalt.

Y/N was quick to leap away, avoiding a bite from Merkava would've seriously damaged, if not outright removed his leg. As he landed on the ground, he saw the Void crawling towards him on all fours like a true beast. With surprising speed, Merkava's arms moved ahead and snatched Y/N by his sides. Swinging the red-haired man around to the point Y/N was but a blur of red, he brought him to the ground.

Bridget nearly kicked up from the floor after Y/N was slammed. The entire asphalt around him cracking, if not shattering into pieces. His teeth gritted again as his eyes narrowed. He felt the last bit of his strength come around, and with it, he held Merkava's arms, and pulled the Void closer. Putting both of his feet against its chest, Y/N kicked Merkava into the distance, his legs erupting with even more blood crystals.

It launched the creature away, and as it landed, it dashed ahead once more. Surprisingly, however, Merkava merely fell chest-first against the ground. Glancing underneath himself, he saw his legs tied by two pieces of strings. Before he could fully figure out what was going on, he saw Y/N leap right towards him. His leg raised into the air, the man very nearly smashed it at the back of Merkava's head.

Rolling to the side, the Void found himself standing once more, and his fist was ready to smash against Y/N. Before it could, however, Roger pulled the In-Birth back, swinging him around before using Y/N as a baseball bat and striking Merkava with it. His hands digging into the Void's body as it lost its balance, Y/N pulled the creature down to the ground, raising both of his arms as the two were still in the air.

As he brought both hands down against Merkava's face, the creature was again smashed into the ground, right underneath both of Bridget's Yo-Yo's. Like before, a muffled gunshot echoed as Merkava roared in both anger and pain thanks to the wound. As he did so, Y/N took the time to reel his head back, and smash it against the Void's jaw not one or three times, but repeatedly until he was pulled off by Roger.

As he did so, Merkava missed yet another bite, but was quick to throw itself up. The Void turned around, facing the young bounty hunter who stood in the distance. His teeth gritting, he began to move towards her, again, on all fours. Merkava was surprisingly fast for someone his size, and was face-to-face with Bridget in the mere snap of a finger, even if the young girl was already quite far away before his dash.

Bridget recoiled back, and was ready to move out of the way, where her vision suddenly did not turn black. A mere flash of darkness as she passed out for an instant thanks to the blunt trauma on her head, the girl found herself helpless to do anything. Roger dashed ahead, but his leg suddenly stopped, glancing down at it, he saw the place where Y/N had previously kicked, right at the back of his knee.

Before Merkava's jaw could snap the girl, the Void suddenly found its body being dragged back. A quick glance over his shoulder saw various crystalline-blood chains stuck to his back and the ground. Just as he broke them, turning around to bite against the girl, he found his mouth being held open. His eyes would've widened if they could, as Y/N stopped the strike by keeping his right against the Void's teeth.

Y/N: ["Not only do I beat your sorry ass, I need to save it, too?! Damn, Baguette.. "]

There was something different. Y/N's entire skin was red in color, no longer just most of his arms and his hair and eyes. Instead, from his very hair, to his legs, everything had turned a shade of dark crimson. The sclera of his eyes were pitch-black, and his irises remained white with a single black spot. Clinging to what little consciousness he had left, the man chuckled. His red hair waving around, his teeth gritted right after.

Y/N: ["Order up~..."]

[Manga - Kengan Omega]
[Edit by - @Unoriginal_Jackass12]

Y/N's other hand lodged itself on the inner side of Merkava's jaw. Gripping against it, the man roared with a nasty screech escaping his gritted teeth. He raised the Void as high as he could, easily pulling the monster off of its feet. Turning around, stomping the ground so harshly that the crystalline-blood around him cracked, Y/N released Merkava as he tossed him, sending the creature up in the air with surprising strength.

Merkava's arms snapped to the side, gripping the buildings that stood around Y/N and himself. A mere smirk crossing the red-haired man's lips, Y/N once more aimed both of his arms towards Merkava. Gripping his fists shut, Y/N thrust both arms forward. From underneath him, a torrent of blood had erupted, almost an entire river of crimson. It struck right against Merkava, but even then, like a flood, it didn't stop.

Instead it just kept on going and going like a geyser, it erupted one final time, a strike so ferocious and quick that it sent the Void flying away. Y/N lowered his arms, breathing heavily after a few moments of silence. He could clearly barely stand up properly before he clicked his tongue in annoyance, and turned around to face the surprised, and bruised Bridget. A nasty scoff appearing on Y/N's face, he growled.

Y/N: ["... Fuck off"]

Bridget: ["Wait--!"]

The girl was cut when yet another geyser of blood erupted underneath Y/N, launching him high into the air and up one of the buildings. Bridget clicked her tongue, clutching Roger closer as the bear returned to its normal size. Her Yo-Yo splitting open to reveal the bar on top of it, she found herself once more trailing after the trail of crimson that Y/N left behind any time that he leaped from place to place.

Bridget: ["What a night... But still..."]

She still had no idea what was going on, or what Y/N, or that thing that attacked them both was. Was it dangerous to follow, let alone stick near Y/N? Yeah. But she sure as hell didn't want to find whatever the hell that lanky thing was again. If things like Y/N and Merkava were lurking around, would she really want to stick alone? She had figured that the best choice of action was to try and talk some sense into Y/N...

Bridget: ["Why do I feel like it only just begun...?"]

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[Published in - 06/03/23]
[Word Count - 8.682]

And the first chapter is done~!
What did y'all think?

Asking the few of you who probably bothered to read this story, that is. I don't really expect this to get much engagement... There ain't much Guilty Gear fans out there on Wattpad, I think. Let alone fans of Guilty Gear who would wanna read a story on Bridget. Yeah, I know, there is Jack-O, but come on! She's with Sol! Giovanna ain't a bad pick though... But I don't care, I am biased, and it is Pride Month too, so yeah.

Anyways, enough bantering, don't wanna lose the five people reading this story lol. I hope y'all have a great day, week, month and year, my friends~! Stay safe out there in these trying times, and remember how much you are important. I'll try and release the next chapter soon... Writing a story with an "original"-following storyline like this is so much easier than writing episodes/chapters of animes and mangas... How weird.

Well, have a good one, folks!