"Just go!" Bill cries out hanging from the hook, "Save yourself dammit!"
"Dwight Fairfield doesn't leave a man behind!" Dwight exclaims, the timid man freeing Bill with a resolve matched only by his fear as his heart beat rings in his ears.
"You got the key?" Bill demands.
Dwight hands it to Bill, and with a nod Bill explains, "Hatch is this way! We gotta move!"
The two make a mad dash across the rows of corn for the hatch only...
The metal sound echos in the air followed by a whoosh as the blade flies through the air, hitting Bill in the shoulder and bringing him to his knees.
Dwight lifts Bill onto his shoulder, "Come on we're almost there!"
"Dammit Dwight you gotta go!" Bill exclaims, "You can still make it!"
"We escape together!" Dwight exclaims, "Now go!"
Dwight feels as though he may vomit. This facade of strength is just that, a facade. He's still the same, nervous nobody he's always been. Yet in this moment when it truly counts, some powerful part of himself awakens. As if there was always potential within him, and this moment has caused it to reveal itself.
Dwight hears the signature sound of another ax as the humming grows near. He shoves Bill forward and, as Bill opens the hatch, he blocks the blade as it flies through the air.
Dwight crys out in pain and collapses, but this cry a reflex by now. As pain is dulled in this unholy place. Numbed by the Entity as that it may watch them struggle.
Bill turns back to save Dwight only for Dwight to signal him to open the hatch and run.
"Go I'll catch up!" He exclaims.
Bill stops for a moment, hesitating, but flees into the hatch as Dwight crawls towards it.
Huntress, seeing Dwight's plan to escape, closes the hatch, dashing ahead and humming her tune all the way. She then lifts the young man over her shoulder and begins to walk towards a hook.
Dwight sighs, knowing to struggle is useless. He thinks, wondering what he should do in these last moments. He wonders if there's a reason the Huntress hums. It is clearly not helping her please The Entity. If anything it makes things harder.
"Why do you hum?" He inquires, "If I'm a dead man may as well make conversation."
The Huntress stops humming, if only for a moment, thinking of her mother and how she would always calm her with that same tune...
The Huntress's lulluby becomes distressed and out of tune as she continues to walk towards the hook.
"Look I get it you've killed me at least seven times but if you're gonna do it again could it hurt for me to ask why?" Dwight asks.
The Huntress stops. No one has ever asked her why. No one ever tried to talk to her. She was merely deemed a monster for defending herself and her home in her madness, but despite her madness, there was still a human being behind that mask. She chokes back tears, recalling the countless children who had died in her forest. Those she could not save to raise as her own.
Dwight asks this human, "Are you OK?"
The Huntress stops, and for those children, she weeps. She drops Dwight, who begins to run, only to turn and look back, wondering about the humanity of the Huntress, before approaching her. Knowing full well he won't escape anyways, and asks her, "What's your name? Your real name?"
The Huntress sighs, and she begins to speak...
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Dead By Daylight: Lulluby for the Huntress (Huntress x Dwight Some Smut)
FanfictionDoes this idea make sense? Absolutely not, but could be fun. Why am I writing this? I got curious what I could do with it. Besides a part of my family wanted to see it's so it's kinda for them too. When Dwight is the last survivor in a trial, the H...