Author's Note

This is my very first fanfic so I apologize in advance if my writing is horrible. Anyways, I hope you enjoy my MLP/Dead By Daylight crossover.

Prologue

It was midnight in a dark forest. There was nothing but trees and the occasional rock formation for miles. However, in the middle of the forest was a factory. The factory used to be used for smelting iron ores found in the many mines throughout the forest into ingots. That is until a series of murders occurred there. Now, it lays there abandoned and rusting away. Most of the time, the only sign of life there was the occasional crow just flying through the forest, as well as fresh dead bodies that was just left there rotting.

The factory is not only abandoned, but it's also used for the twisted, endless game of life and death called the Trials. The Trials were made by a manevolent force called the Entity. The Entity chose and brought many people into the Trials. The people either became the survivors that had to work together to survive, or they became the ruthless killers that hunted down and killed the survivors. Sometime ago though, a lot of the killers went through a change. They became mutated, more powerful, more merciless. It would take a miracle to survive or even escape from these changed killers.

Inside the factory laid the body of a man that wore a white shirt, black pants, a black and red tie, and glasses. The man was covered and dripping with blood and had many lacerations across his back. A random crow flew into the factory and landed next to the dead man's head. Feeling hungry, the crow started pecking at the man's glasses and eventually broke them. It then started pecking at his eye. When the crow tore out his eyeball and emptied his socket, it started to peck out his brain.

Suddenly, a figure ran past the crow, startling it and causing it to fly off. The figure ran out of the factory and into the dark forest. It was running like a predator on all fours, and eventually, it jumped onto the branches of the trees. After a few minutes of jumping from tree to tree, the figure suddenly jumped high into the air just above the top of the trees. It then shot out a tendril out of its wrist, and it connected with a tree. The figure then started to retract the tendril towards the tree, giving it speed. When it was close enough from the tree, it detached the tendril from the tree, launching it further into the forest.

After about 10 minutes of running, jumping, and launching itself via its tendrils, the figure eventually stopped in a small clearing, besides a lake. It then took out an old, tattered book and started flipping through the pages. It found the page it was looking for which said "Dimensional Onerariis" and started to concentrate.

"I don't care where this will take me nor if it's even a nice place. Hell, I don't know if this will even work, but I have to try. I don't wanna stay in this hellhole any longer," the figure thought.

A few minutes passed by, and nothing happened. The figure was noticeably starting to get upset, then aggravated.

"What the fuck is up with this damn book?! I've seen that crazy son of a bitch use this multiples times! It's supposed to work!" It tried so hard to not tear the book to pieces and throw it into the lake. Its hope was rapidly diminishing, to the point where it was desperate. The figure was beginning to thought back to what it could. From spending time with his benevolent family, to Earth turning into an apocalypse, and to being experimented on. Eventually, the figure gave up. It then dropped the book to the ground and curled up onto the ground, crying.

"Mom, Dad, Alice, I'm sorry. I tried to save you from crazy-ass doctor, but I failed. And now I'm becoming one of...them. I don't wanna become one of them. I don't wanna kill innocent people. Please, if you can all hear me, please help me," the figure desperately prayed.

The figure got up, and was about to turn away and leave the book behind, when it felt something. It looked back at the book and felt the same feeling emanating from it. The feeling was...dark and powerful. It recognized the feeling immediately. It has felt this feeling multiple times whenever it witnessed the book being used. Suddenly the figure remembered something.

"That's right! This is a book created by the Entity, and it grows in power through anger, fear, and sadness. I just gotta keep remembering all those times, like when I started turning into...this. When I turned into...the Hunter."

Upon remembering the dreadful memory, the feeling became even stronger. The figure once again began to concentrate. This time, the text within the book began to glow a dark red, and eventually, a black portal with spikes circling around it appeared. The figure slowly stepped towards the portal, and then looked back into the forest.

"From now on, I'm no longer the Hunter, an experiment that kills. I'm back to who I used to be, Kyle Johnson, a kind soul that helps those in need. Goodbye and fuck you Dr. Grimes. It's time to begin anew in whatever world fate will bring me," Kyle thought.

Kyle then picked up the book and stepped through the portal. Then, the portal closed and all was silent in the dark forest again.