This writing piece was inspired by the idea of having two Dead by Daylight characters meet for the first time.
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The damp, cold grass tickled under her feet as she made her way through the tall reeds.
A small red bead dripped down the corner of her mouth before bursting on the dirty ground. The lifeless body of her victim still lays brutally battered on the ground behind her. She had no idea who it was, but she didn't care either. People didn't ask pigs what their names were before they slaughtered them, did they?
Still, her hunger was not satisfied, so her slender figure continued to roam the Backwater Swamp. The only place where the witch felt safe and comfortable... A home, as one would say. But she could only vaguely remember her actual home. Ever since she had been taken to this place, her memories faded like old ink. All she could think about was this hunger...
The sky was covered with dark clouds as it was every time, only the full moon cast an unsettling light on the scenery. Survivors were hard to find, however, the witch's markings were also well hidden. It was only a matter of time before someone would fall into her trap.
But suddenly, the creature was distracted by something: between the reeds and grasses, she suddenly caught sight of a blue, calming light. Immediately, the witch felt the power emanating from this shimmer. Magic? That wasn't possible... She was the only one in this realm who held this power. Attracted like a moth by the light, she limped in its direction. She stopped only when she could clearly see the silhouette in front of it. Red, curly hair and a slender stature were illuminated from the front by the blue light. But what the witch then noticed made her breath catch: The woman was erecting a totem.
The witch tilted her head, but made no move to approach the girl.
She reminded her of an earlier time.
A time that was long gone.
A time when she was not yet the witch, but Lisa.
A time when she still used magic for something good.
But did she have any other choice? She had to survive. With this thought, another feeling, besides confusion and excitement, entered the witch's heart:
What if Lisa had not experienced this unthinkable suffering?
If she had not become this monster?
Instead of this cruelly deformed and tortured body, she could have been as beautiful as this girl.
She could have learned more about magic.
She could have helped so many people.
She could have lived.
Why her?!
The witch let out a cry of pain and rage before dashing towards the girl.
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FanfictionA collection of writing pieces I was commissioned to make, all centered around Dead by Daylight, it's characters and sometimes even oc's.
