It felt like you've been running for hours on end.

The worst part about it all? That little horse-fuck wasn't the only one chasing you now. Atleast a dozen more had joined the hunt on you, and one of them had fucking wings! That caused you to duck your head quite a bit, but it wasn't anything you couldn't handle. You've taken down plenty of tougher foes, easily thousands of times bigger and scarier than these little horses.

But, you had your weapons when you fought them. Now, you don't. Big difference.

Oh, and you didn't even know where Luna's room was. You remember the hallway that it's located in, but you don't know how to get to that hallway. You were basically running around headless. While you ran, you searched in your back pocket, feeling all the familiar items you had before. Huh, you thought that they'd search you or something. Why didn't you check sooner?

You searched in your back pocket while running, trying to find anything that might help you in the situation. All you had were a couple of pebbles that were lodged deep in your pocket, and that was pretty much it. You forgot that you had basically used up everything fighting Gehrman. Everything except a couple of Fire-paper and Bolt-paper. Yet, you didn't have a weapon, so it'd be completely useless.

"Oh you fucking- take this!" You yelled, throwing the couple of pebbles behind you. You scored multiple headshots, but all it did was piss off the hunters. Funny, you, a hunter, being hunted. You would laugh at the irony, but you didn't have much time.

You turned the corner, and were met with the same hallway when you first arrived.

Perfect.

You ran down the hallway all the way to the middle, finding Luna's door, and smashing right through it. You were now within reach of your weapons, but you had a couple of ludwigs on your ass. You scanned the room as fast as you could, seeing your Kirkhammer leaning against the wall. You reached for it, setting the hammer on your back and unsheathing the sword.

The horses had made it into the room with you, but stopped when they saw your weapon.

"You better turn around, and fuck off, or I'm killing each and every one of you. I've gotta' say, I've been in dire need of some blood-spilling action." You said, pointing your sword at them. Each of them slowly backed away, before running off into the hallway. Likely, to call backup.

The only one that stayed was the same horse in the armory. "Ya' did it."

You reached over for Timmy before looking at her. "Yeah, I did. You gonna' keep your end of the deal?"

"Obviously. Why do you think I'm out here and you're in there?"

"Dunno'. Never expected an abomination from a nightmare to have enough decency to uphold their side of the deal. Can you really blame me?"

She laughed. "Dude, you're very, very crazy. But, whatever." She began to walk off. "Later, weirdo."

Really..? That was it? She walked off? Isn't she supposed to be a guard? You were expecting her to attack you or something, but she decided to just walk off. Anti-climactic much, but atleast you were re-united with your beautiful children. Well, Timmy was the beautiful one. Kirk was only beautiful unsheathed.

You stared out the doorframe, the door that you had just knocked down was shattered into pieces. You really smashed that thing with all the force you had. It's funny, you never realize how strong you are until you're put into a moment of final desperation. Fight or Flight is an interesting concept.

Now armed, you headed out the door. Taking a look to your right, you could see multiple horses running away from you. To the left, there was nobody. You decided to take the path where nobody was, and began to walk down it. No sense in running anymore if you didn't know where you were running to.

Walking with your sword out made each of the few horses down the hallway run in fear. It was funny. It's like you were this big, giant monster, and they were running away from you while you calmly strode through the hallways. Almost like you were a psychopath. Wait, aren't you one? They're acting like you did when you saw Ludwig for the first time.

Things have certainly switched, haven't they?

You traveled down many hallways, having no real direction. You turned one more corner, before you found yourself in front of seven horses, and a... lizard? Interesting, you thought. You stood still, waiting for them to run away from you before they stopped and stared at you.

They didn't run.

"Uh, Twi... That looks exactly like what Celestia and them others described.." The orange horse said.

"W-What is it doing out? They said they had i-it locked up.."

"It looks so cool!" The flying blue one said.

"S-Scary, more like." The white one said.

Jesus, you were tired of them speaking already. You took a couple steps forward, which they took a couple steps backwards. Yet, they didn't run from you. They were observing you, from head to toe. You shook your head. You needed a display, something to show them that you weren't fucking around.

You holstered Timmy, and reached in the back of your pocket, pulling out a small piece of orange paper. You wrapped it around your sword, and slid it to the tip, striking a fire onto your sword, allowing the entire blade to be engulfed in a fiery flame. You threw the paper to the side of you, pointing the sword in their direction. "Seriously.. Can you just, fuck off? Actually- can you tell me how the hell to get out of here? Maybe if you do that, I won't filet you."

"That won't be happening." You heard behind you. It was white horse! You turned around almost instantly, pointing your sword at her instead. She definitely didn't wear a happy look. "First, you beat my general. Second, you burst into the armory, forcing my guard hostage unless she told you where the weapons were." Wait, that's not what happened! You were going to interject, until she continued. "-you burst my sisters door off, and now you threaten my student and her friends."

"Okay, you came at me first, remember? Your 'sister' or whatever the hell, pulled a sword at me." You defended. "Not my fault, alright?"

"You were an unauthorized person in her bed chambers."

"You saw how I got in there! How the fuck would I have control over that?!"

"...Good point." She said. Luna, the blue one, had rounded the corner, now standing next to her sister.

You had nine horses and a lizard against you now. You turned back to the seven horses, trying to come up with a plan to get away from the place. You didn't see any way of getting out of this until-

You ran towards the seven ponies as fast as you could, to which almost all of them backed off immediately. Sadly, the poor little lizard couldn't run away fast enough. You picked him up, setting the fiery blade next to his neck. "I swear to fuck, if any of you decide to come at me, I'm making gecko steak. Now, I'll ask again, where the hell is the exit? I want to get the hell out of this nightmare!"

Suddenly, you were struck by some sort of purple blast. You didn't move much, but it forced you to drop the lizard from your grasp. Well, there goes your leverage. The only leverage you had. The lizard ran away from you quickly, to which you stared at the perpetrator that blasted you.

The purple bitch.

You pointed your sword at it. "You really want to fuck with me? The guy with a flaming sword?"

"You gave me no other choice." The spite in her voice was immense, and you loved it. Most sane beings you fought were either annoying, or silent. You always wanted a foe that would talk back, provide some sort of banter between you two. She was giving it.

Her friends around her gave her odd, and slightly worried looks.

"T-Twi-" The orange one tried to speak.

"If you dare threaten Spike, or my friends, I'll turn you into stone myself." That spite in her voice was still there, and she seemed extremely angry. You stared at her, keeping your sword pointed at her, before letting it fall to your side while you laughed loudly.

"Oh-Oh my god! You're fucking hilarious!"

"What's so funny?!" She asked.

"YOU!" You practically flew with how fast you thrusted your sword at her. She and her friends, including the lizard, all within a flash had teleported a good twenty feet away. You turned around, knowing that the other two bigger horses would likely attack.

They did.

A sabre, covered in a blue aura was flying towards you. You sidestepped to the right, before bringing your fiery sword up, knocking it into the air. As soon as your sword connected with hers, the aura around it dissipated. You smirked underneath your mask, knowing that things were only going to get more exciting.

"You know, it feels weird not being covered in blood. Wanna' help me fix that?"

You aimed Timmy at the two big horses, firing off multiple silver bullets in their direction. Each of them missed, but it sure scared them enough to run for cover. You turned your attention back to the seven horses, plus the lizard. You shook your head. "God, you guys are just annoying. If you run, you won't have to deal with me. It's literally that simple. But your ego is standing in the way. You're worse than that crow bitch!"

Wait a minute.

You reached into your back pocket, pulling out a piece of paper with a golden design on it. How could you have forgotten?! The hunters mark! You could've teleported the hell out of here, and back to the Hunters Dream way earlier than this! You smiled, focusing on the design before placing it over your head, pressing it onto your face.

You waited for that tingly feeling, waiting for yourself to be teleported to safety.

...

Nothing happened.

You stared at the piece of paper, before attempting it again. Nothing still.

"What? How can it fail?! It never fails!"

Uh oh. You suddenly had a really bad feeling about all of this. There was really only one reason why you couldn't use it, and you remember the words from the poor hunter that died in the fishing-hamlet during a conversation with him. You could still hear it today. "The Mark is always usable, even in the most dangerous of nightmares such as this one. As long as your alive, or not beastly, the Mark will always be at your side in your most dire moments.

Does that mean...

You're really dead, and you aren't in a nightmare?

"Stop!" Luna said, bursting from her cover. "W-We must stop this. We have all got on the wrong hoof, correct? There is no need for more to get hurt. My sister explained to me what happened. Please, don't hurt anypony more."

"Why should I believe you? You came at me with a sword the first time I met you!"

"You have encountered worse, have you not?!"

You actually nodded your head to that. "Yeah, actually."

"Then please, give me, give my sister, give everypony here a chance."

"Get your sister and everybody else in this fucking place to say the same thing, and I might, just might not kill any of you. You're all hostiles to me. You're all evil horse fuckers to me. Until you give me a reason to believe the opposite, I wont!"

Celestia stepped from the corner. "Put down your blade, and we will have a discussion about this. In private, with peace. All will be forgiven on both sides if that happens. Is that to your liking?"

"Nah. None of this is to my liking. I miss the blood on my coat and sword, and I miss Yharnam. But, you know what, out of the fucked situation I'm in, I suppose that's the best option to go with. So, yeah, sure, fine. But I'm not putting my weapons away until I know for sure."

"Understandable."

You turned over to the others. "And you all, if any of you fuck with me, dear god I'll cook that lizard for real. Seriously, do you know how long its been since I've had a nice cut of fucking meat?" They all seemed to shudder in fear, or disgust. You weren't really able to tell.

"Now, I'm going to have to tell you to stop threatening my dear subjects." Celestia said, to which you turned to her.

"Fine- fine. And why do you call them your subjects? Is that some weird fetish or something? You got a power trip?"

"Just... Follow me, please."

"Fine." You said, holstering Timmy, but keeping your sword to your side. The flames had gone out just moments earlier. Like hell you were going to put away your sword, you weren't going to let go of the only thing that was protecting you from these possible abominations.

And, honestly, you were still kind of upset.

You miss the blood on your coat.

Author's Note

*Dj Khalid* Another one-

Hows life guys? Mines going kinda fucky.

Also, imagine if fire-paper existed in real life. God, that would be terrible.