You really had no words.

A Celestial Emissary. Also known as, aliens. They were probably some of the easier beasts you had to deal with during your time in Yharnam and the nightmares, but they, to a new hunter, could be deadly, and scary. They made weird sounds, and the bigger version of them was just the same thing, but larger. Thankfully, you weren't intimidated at all by the thing, as you had dealt with worse.

Twilight's eyes widened at the creature, standing in the alley. "W-What.."

You smiled, turning to her. "Aha! I told you!"

"What is that?!"

"An alien. Don't worry-" You said, pointing your sword at the creature. "-i'll kill it."

You slowly stepped towards the creature, it's arms extended in front of itself, slowly walking towards you as well. You kept your sword pointed at it, ready for it to start running. It never did, simply matching the speed of your slow footsteps. "How in the hell did you get here, you weird, big pimple-head alien?"

It made a weird groaning noise at you.

You shrugged. "What does it matter-" You lunged toward the creature, impaling through its stomach with your sword. Grabbing the blade with your other hand, you ripped the sword up through the creature, slicing from its stomach to it's head in half. Blood splashed onto your clothing, which actually made you happy.

"See, they're not that big of a dea-" You turned around to look at Twilight, who stared at you with wide eyes. "What?"

"A-Another ran away! H-He went-" She pointed a hoof into a direction. Without questioning, you took off into a sprint, leaving slightly bloody shoeprints as you did so. You wanted to question how these creatures got here. It was as much of a mystery as how you were here, but you were happy about one thing.

You had something to hunt.

The forest you were led to was dark, and dense. You hated the cover of the tree's, as it allowed for anything to jump out at you at anytime. The tension was palpable, and you sort of liked it. You needed to feel this again, you had to feel this again. It had been an entire day since you did. You needed to feel like you were on the verge of life and death, ready to venture further towards one or the other.

Are you insane? Possibly.

The only thing that made you nervous was not having any blood vials. That alone was the thing that always made you nervous, no matter where you were. And, unlike the places on the Nightmare, or Yharnam, you weren't able to get any. Or, atleast, you didn't think there was a way to get any more. You were running on empty. One shot was all you had.

You turned the corner of a tree, staring forward, only to see:

It stared at you, not moving. It had a red glow underneath, and around itself. You knew exactly what it was too, knowing you had faced plenty of them before. The well known witch that resided in Hemwick was one of the conjurer's of these things. They were called 'Mad Ones,' signifying that they were made from one's own insanity.

It's sickle dripped with a black sludge, and it's eye's burned into you.

You smiled, pointing your sword in its direction. It knew what you were planning to do, as it readied its sickle in its hand, ready to pounce on you at any given moment. With one footstep that you took, it was already running towards you, pulling its arm back, ready to slash at you.

You pulled your sword back with your right arm, before thrusting it as far as you could. You missed though, the Mad One side-stepping to your left, slashing upwards on your stomach. It connected, the blade digging into you and slicing up your fragile skin. You groaned, but didn't allow the pain to take you. You brought your sword to the left with a slash, allowing it to slice the dark-sludge that oozed from the beast's body.

It shrieked, and stepped back. There was distance between you both now. You reached inside your pocket, bringing a blue paper out, and striking it across your blade. Your sword became electrified, the bolts that emitted from it being lively, and chaotic. Without hesitation, you jumped towards it, slashing in its direction. It didn't connect.

Suddenly, you felt a blade slash against your back. You turned, extending your sword out to slice whatever was behind you. It was another Mad One, but you had sliced its head clean off. With a kick, it's body fell to the floor. You instantly turned around afterwards, ready for the first one to attack. It did, jumping high into the air, bringing its sickle down onto your head.

Atleast, where you head was. You side-stepped to the right, bringing your sword from your hip up into the sky, landing a successful, deadly blow. It shrieked in pain before it fell onto the floor, it's body slowly disappearing into a shadow.

You weren't done yet, as you heard another one behind you. How many were there?

This one was glowing completely red. Mad One's with a red glow were different than regular Mad Ones. Glowing red Mad Ones would always come back within a matter of minutes, with the help of a bell-woman. Somewhere, there was a cultist woman, ringing a bell to awaken the shadows, using her own insanity to conjure them up. You had to dispatch of the Mad One, before finding the woman.

Without hesitation, you ran towards it at full speed. You brought your sword up to its face, the electricity leaving a burn mark on the slash, the Mad One stepping backwards in pain. Before it could bring its sickle up, you sliced towards its arm, allowing your sword to connect straight through, the arm falling to the floor. With one more swift motion, you turned a complete circle, slicing the Mad One's torso into two.

It fell without a sound, seeping into red sludge into the ground. You were on a timer now.

You listened for a feint sound, for the bell to toll. You stood in place, with your eyes closed, ready to run into whichever direction that you heard it from. It took awhile, but you heard it. Within a second after the toll, you were running in its direction, ready to slice whomever tolled it into multiple pieces. Or, alternatively, smash.

You took the latter.

You slid your electrified sword into the slit of the hammer, connecting the two. You brought it onto your shoulder, still running at full speed, ready to pounce on whatever was trying to conjure it. You were getting closer, as you could hear it begin to toll faster and faster, knowing of your presence.

With a turn of the tree, you came face to face with the being.

But, it wasn't a woman. It wasn't man, either. It wasn't anything you'd seen before. It stood tall, it's body that of combined species. The arm of an eagle, the tail of a dragon, and other such body parts. It had a grin on its face, the small bell it held contrast to the large body of the figure.

You aimed your sword at it, but it spoke.

"Oh, am I bothering you? You could've just asked me to put it away."

"What?" You asked, not letting your sword down. "The fuck are you talking abou-"

"Oh, I just found this little old bell. I hope it didn't cause any issues. Did it?"

You didn't care for an answer. You slashed at him, but he disappeared in an instant. The bell fell to the floor, ringing one last time as it did so. Without hesitation, you stomped your foot onto the bell, cracking it into multiple pieces. The threat was gone.

Well, in both senses.

The figure that stood before you had disappeared, as if teleporting. How did he-

You turned around at the sound of footsteps, thrusting your sword in its direction. The tip of your sword stood at the tip of Twilight's nose. It poked it slightly, to which a tiny hole was made, a tiny bit of blood trickling from her nose onto the floor. Instead of causing concern about it, she said one thing:

"That.. was discord."

Author's Note

The Mad One is probably one of the creepiest enemies in Bloodborne, in the sense that it's origin isn't exactly known. All we know is that it can be summoned.

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