Eileen was very patient with Luna, spending several hours training her on how to use the Blade of Mercy. She showed her how to transform the weapon, some basic combos with the weapon, and some weaknesses to look out for.

They took a break after that to get a drink of water.

“So,” she murmured. “What brings you to Yharnam? Surely you didn’t come by choice?”

Luna glanced down at the ground for a second before answering, “I-I was flying through the night sky over m-my home when a portal appeared in front of Us, I mean, me. I got pulled through by powerful suction and took a tumble to the pavement,”

“Hehe,” Eileen chuckled, earning a glare from Luna. “Sorry, that just sounds like a certain Hunter I know,” she waved off Luna’s glare. “Matt was much the same way, tripping over himself and generally not wanting to be here when he first arrived. Then again, he also had no memory at the time…”

“What’s your opinion of him?” Luna wondered.

“Oh, Matt? Well, he probably one of the scariest Hunters I’ve seen… and I mean that in the scary powerful manner,” she murmured. “For you see, he doesn’t take combat seriously… no, that’s not what I mean. I mean he doesn’t use all his power, all of his tricks.” Luna just gave her a confused look. “Listen, he’s not a danger to you, as long as you are not his enemy. That’s all that really matters. Other than that, he’s one of the nicer Hunters you could’ve met,”

“What’s that mean?”

“Most Hunters only think for themselves,” she spoke in disgust. “They would’ve left you to die, or killed you themselves.” She shook her head.

“Well, you two look quite comfortable,” Matt noted as he approached. They both glanced at him. Luna gasped and Eileen raised an eyebrow. Matt was covered in blood, for it was sprayed all over his torso and some was still dripping from his blade at his side. He was smiling lightly at the both of them as they stood.

“I’ve taught her as much as I can,” Eileen announced. “Though I have to ask, what weapon is that? I’ve seen a few Hunters use it, but I’ve never really had a chance to ask them about it,”

“Well, this is the Burial Blade,” he replied, holding it up slightly. “It can transform into a scythe, hence the big giant folded stick on my back,” he chuckled a little before settling down. “Well, if you’re done training her, I’m here to collect Luna so we can go find Marcus,”

“You’re going to go talk to him right?” Matt nodded. “I’ll tag along then. I’ve got a target who was last seen near Marcus,”

“Ah, I see,” Matt replied, nodding sagely, turning away. “Come along then.”

“He’s my mark,” she muttered at his back. “Leave him to me,”

“Whatever you say,” he waved her off, leading the way down towards the doorway he’d been protecting. Dead bodies were strewn all over the place. There were mostly Werewolves, but there were a few rats among the dead as well. Matt strode passed them, barely batting an eye.

“Who are you, Eileen?” Luna asked, trotting slowly behind the two of them trying not to be sick. She’d been around death plenty of times in her long life, even being the one to deal it sometimes, but something about these bodies just… rubbed her the wrong way and made her stomach turn.

Matt sighed. “Luna, Eileen is the Hunter of Hunters. Now before you freak out, remember how I said that Hunters are infused with beast blood? Well, that beast blood can drive some of us insane, causing us to transform into a beast, not unlike exactly what you see here on the streets. She is the one who has to go around and put the insane ones down. If you’re sane, like I am, she’ll leave you be, but if you turn, you’re fair game.” He paused, scratching at his head. “It’s a very necessary evil,”

Luna chose not to comment and faced straight ahead.

After about ten minutes of walking, Eileen spoke up, “Matt, a thought occurs,”

“Hmm?” He hummed while his eyes scanned their surroundings.

“You said she had wings, but they are injured?” she pointed at Luna, who confirmed that fact by levitating the coat off her body for a few seconds. “How is she going to get up onto the rooftops, where Marcus is? The only way up is by ladder.”

“I’ll carry her,” he answered, not looking back. “All she has to do is wrap her hooves over my shoulders and hold me in a death lock on the way up,” he shrugged. “I’ll be extra careful. If it really bothers you, then you can climb up after us, and make sure nothing untoward happens.”

Eileen rolled her eyes under her mask and shook her head, but otherwise didn’t comment.

Half a minute of silence encroached on the group before Luna spoke up, “So… how far away are these ladders you were so worried about?”

“They’re right ahead,” Eileen answered, pointing to the long tall ladder that was flush against the wall to their right.

Luna froze as she gazed at the base. Standing, with its back to the group was a large beast holding a brick in its right hand. “I-Is that…?” she held a shaky hoof and pointed at the creature.

Matt followed her hoof and glared at the Brick Troll. Truthfully, he’d been eyeing it ever since it’d come into view. “That’s a Brick Troll, Luna. It’s the same as the creature that tried to crush you after you landed. Do you want to kill it, or do you want me to?” he paused, glancing back at her terrified eyes, knowing she was probably having flashbacks. He turned to Eileen and murmured, “Please watch her for a moment? I have some business to take care of.”

Eileen glanced between Luna and Matt for a few seconds before nodding. “Don’t take too long. I’m not the most patient person,”

“Of course,” he bowed, turning and walking towards the monster, transforming the Burial Blade into a scythe. “And I’m not the most merciful,”

The Brick Troll was none the wiser as he approached, lining himself up with its back. Charging power into his muscles and holding the scythe behind his back until the blade caught the light of the moon and seemed to flash white, he let it rip out from behind him in a large slash, knocking the Troll to a knee. Matt shot forward and ripped through its back with his hand, sending the carcass sprawling to the ground several feet away.

Matt transformed his weapon back and glanced up at the ladder and then back at the Burial Blade shaft sticking out above his shoulder. “Yeah… that’s gonna get in the way…” he muttered. “I’m gonna be fighting another hunter, so… let’s go with my second favorite weapon, the Chikage.” As he switched weapons, he slowly trekked back towards Luna, who was staring at the dead body of the Troll.

“You don’t waste time,” Eileen complimented.

“I try my best,” he replied as he knelt in front of Luna, placing a hand on her shoulder, shaking it softly. “Hey, you all right?”

“Oh… Yes, yes, I’m fine,” she replied, meeting his concerned gaze with a forced smile.

“That’s… good,” he said slowly. “But how good is your grip?” he asked while turning his back to her and squatting down. “Climb on.”

Luna slipped her forehooves over his shoulders and held him tightly. “Good, you have a nice strong grip,” he commented at the base of the ladder before he began rapidly ascending. She gave a start of surprise, but before she could cry out he was already at the top and waiting at the base of the next.

“You… c-climb really fast,” Luna murmured.

“Yeah, well… that ladder wasn’t very long. This one is longer, but it’ll lead all the way to the rooftops.” He replied, watching Eileen crest the top of the other ladder. He gave her a few seconds of a breather before he began his ascent, slower this time, up the ladder.

Luna’s grip held firm the entire way up. Matt strode a few feet away from the edge of the roof and coaxed Luna into letting go and walking.

Once Eileen joined them, they all started across the roof heading around towards where Marcus was. They met a few beastial birds while on their trek, but between being slashed apart by Matt and Eileen, and being shanked by Luna, the birds didn’t last very long.

When Marcus came into view, he was standing on the roofs, wearing Gascoigne’s set of attire, staring at the portal while another hunter killed nearby birds; Matt sprinted ahead of the others and called out to him. “Hey! Marcus!”

Marcus started and turned to face Matt, waving when he recognized him.

“Hey man,” Marcus replied. “How are you doing?”

“Oh, I’m doing great! You?”

He sighed heavily. “I could be better,” He gestured to the other hunter, wearing a black trench coat and the regular triangular hunter hat, who was chopping up a bird carcass with a Saw Cleaver. “That guy’s Morris. He’s gone off the deep end, so I’m just keeping him up here where he can’t cause any harm. Thankfully, he hasn’t come after me yet, but that can very easily change. Who’s the pony?” He gestured with his chin at Luna.

“That’s Princess Luna, a native from the other side of the portal.” Matt replied. “She injured one of her wings, so I’m going to let her heal before going through the portal,”

“Are you going to join her in leaving?” he murmured.

“Perhaps… if she wants me to,” he replied noncommittally. “For now, we have to help Eileen put Morris down.”

“She’s not going to like that,” Marcus muttered.

“She never does,” Matt chuckled back. “You can talk to Luna once we’re finished with Morris. We came to talk to you in the first place.”

“Does she know how to fight?”

“Yeah, she has magic, and Eileen taught her how to use the Blade of Mercy with telekinesis.” Matt replied. He watched as Eileen strode up behind Morris and crouched down for a strong attack. Matt gestured over Luna to stand by Marcus.

Eileen performed a Visceral Attack on Morris and sent him sprawling several yards away, but he rose relatively unscathed from it. His eyes locked on Luna, who had her back to him, and he charged hungrily. He only stumbled back as a Quicksilver Bullet smashed into his face, bloodying one of his eyes.

“Don’t interfere!” Eileen called, resuming her assault as Luna joined Marcus. Matt stood in front of the pair with his gun at the ready.

“He’s all yours, Eileen,” Matt replied. “But I’ll shoot him if he gets to close to… her,” he nodded back at Luna.

“Why are the gunshots so effective?” Luna wondered aloud.

“We hunters,” Marcus answered, not taking his eyes off the action, “use Quicksilver Bullets, bullets infused with our own blood. They boil the blood of beasts. So the more they transform, the more effective our bullets are at staggering and affecting them.”

Luna hummed as she watched the fight progress. It was obvious that this Morris was outclassed completely by Eileen, but he kept fighting anyway. He kept turning towards her during the fight, but each time he tried to approach, Matt shot him in the face, sending him reeling.

Eventually, Morris got hit by a Visceral Attack and didn’t rise again.

“Was he a dreamer?” Matt asked. Marcus shook his head no. “That’s the last of him, then.”

“So,” Marcus said, clapping his hands together. “What brings you here?”

“What do you know about the portal?” Matt asked, pulling Marcus aside.

“It’s otherworldly in origin, obviously, but it isn’t connected in any way to the Great Ones.” Marcus replied.

“That’s a huge relief. We don’t need them muddling things like they usually do.” Matt murmured.

“Yeah, Eldritch horrors tend to do that.” Marcus paused. “If you want to speed along her healing… I’d suggest taking her to see Doll,” Matt fixed him with a glare, and he quickly held up his hands by his head. “I know you don’t like the Dream, but she could really be of some help to you.”

“I’m not going back,” he growled.

“Do you want me to take her to see Doll?” Marcus sighed in resignation.

“If she’s all right with it,” Matt shrugged noncommittally. “How does the portal look to you?”

“Well, I’m no expert, but I’d say that it’s not going to close for at least a week… just don’t quote me on that.” He mumbled to himself for a minute before turning to Matt. “Just between you and me, I can’t be sure, but it seems like the beasts are even more restless than they usually are.”

“You think the portal has something to do with it?” Matt muttered.

“Like I said, I can’t be sure, but it seems like a distinct possibility,” he replied. He stretched his arms into the air. “Oh, man, I could really go for some relaxation right now,”

“Then go and relax with Luna in the Dream,” Matt muttered. “Just bring her by my house when you’re done,” He stepped over to and knelt down in front of Luna. He gave her shoulder a soft pat and a sad smile. “Marcus is going to take you to see Doll, to see if she can’t help your wing heal. Problem is, Doll is in a place I can’t go. Don’t worry, Marcus is a good guy, and he can probably answer any of your questions better than I can.”

“B-But…”

“I can’t follow you, Luna. I just… can’t go back to the Dream. Marcus will bring you by the house when you’re both done.” Matt stood and strode towards the ladder.

“W-Wait! I don’t understand!” she called out, taking a step forward.

Matt climbed down the first couple of rungs until only his head could be seen. “I’m sorry…” With those parting words, he slid down the ladder and out of sight.

Author's Note

AAAAAAAAND the next chapters out!

Matt's Top Five Weapons
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Chikage
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(all of them except number one have been mentioned in name)

And fair warnng, the next chapter will contain massive spoilers... for one possible interpretation of the lore of Bloodborne. Because that's the beauty of Soulsborne, the lore can be interpreted in many different ways

Cheers, everyone, Hope you enjoy!