Don't Let Go - Huntress x Quentin

Red Hooks - Trial Match

The soft hum of the sweet lullaby began to fill the air while the killer tilted her head side to side. The woman adjusted her mask and veil before running off to hopefully, a few survivors. Generators were highlighted in red for her, allowing easy access to knowing which were close together and others that she may have difficulty getting to.

She growled out in distress when hearing the mechanical workings of a generator being fixed, causing her to immediately break the machine. A small crash of metal filled the air, signaling she had broken it. Just as she was about to leave, a small creak of a locker closing silenced her and the crows. A big smile appeared on her face as she swung the door open, eyes filling with bloodlust at the survivor she had found.

There stood Quentin looking up at the huntress horrified, a rush of adrenaline-filled Quentin's veins rushing past the vaguely large woman just under her arm. Quentin huffed and held onto his beanie keeping it down to make sure it didn't fall off while he was running to make his escape, It was just enough time before he found a jungle gym of wooden structures standing up. Quentin was a quick thinker, thinking he would pull a few mind game tricks to get her off his trail.

 As selfish as it sounds Quentin was hoping she found another survivor to chase after while he continued to do his business and leave, Quentin wasn't in the mood to be chased by a giant bloodthirsty woman that can throw hatchets like a dodgeball.

 Quentin stopped looking over to his right seeing a small vault, he quickly but quietly hopped over it with the sound of mud being splattered around by his shoes, his eyes kept blinking rapidly from the small sheet of rain falling on his face making him look down squinting his eyes shut, however, he left one open ever so slightly to make sure he lost her.

A frustrated growl left the older women's lips as she had missed hitting the tiny target. She was about to follow the boy until realizing that the survivor she had on her shoulder already was beginning to wiggle. 'Luck with you-?' She questioned in her mind, unsure if she had seen luck offering to the entity at the beginning. She shook her thoughts and threw the piece of flesh onto the hook.

Beginning to sing her lullaby sweetly, gripping her ax while running in a different direction towards a generator that sounded like it was almost complete. Being honest about her prey, she could care less about the tiny men and women that she fed to the entity, but she did feel like she deserved something more for doing all the work for catching them.

As if in a fog, a loud growl like scream left her as a pallet was thrown right in front of her. Rubbing her shoulder softly with only a few splinters, she raised her hand into the air, eyes locked on what had caused such a nasty outburst of anger. The hatchet seemed to fly through the air, luckily she managed to hit her target as well.

"Tiny cry so loud." She hummed out after catching up and hitting the survivor. Cleaning her ax with her sleeve, she picked up the survivor, making a groan as they were much heavier than the other.

Quentin sighed out in relief hearing the woman's lullaby grow faint as he stood up from his hiding spot, He scanned the area around him seeing the red aura of his teammate dangling on the hook. Quentin made a run for it towards his teammate placing his hands on both sides of their upper torso lifting them off with a grunt as gently as he can to cause them less pain.

Quentin's face scrunched up at the open gaping bleeding wound on his teammate's shoulder. Quentin sighed out placing his hand on their shoulder giving them a reassuring shake and smile as he began tending their aching wound with the green med kit he had brought earlier in the trial thanks to the entity.

Once Quentin was done he stood up from the soaking mud which had stained his pants, he briefly rubbed his hands on his jacket from the mix of blood and mud of from his hands, he had little chat with his teammate about where the killer could be at and that they could seek to fix a generator while the Huntress was chasing another survivor.

Quentin followed his teammate to the generator not too far from them under a set of trees, he crouched down in front of the generator pulling and twisting things he could find to get the generator working, once in a while his eyes looked around in sight of anyone nearby or kept his ears open to listen for the lullaby.
Only moments before she had hooked the second, the first had gotten off! By now, she was really pissed. Her lip curled up into a snarl, crinkling the small scar on her lip. Being frustrated about the whole ordeal, she swung the heavy ax at the hooked survivor in front of her. A small cry left the girl survivor's lips at the damage that was done.

Anna smiled and ran off in the direction of where the hooked survivor could have gone, noticing that one way had much more generators than the other. If she was to be lucky, she may be able to find two instead of one. An animalistic purr erupted from her throat at the thought of getting such messy creatures off her land, causing her to go driven to madness and laugh while she hummed her taunting melody.

 Hearing the shaky and ragged breathing of a survivor making a run for it, The Huntress widened her eyes and flung one of her hatchets into the direction she had heard a noise. A scream filled the air and a crow flew away at such a noise. Her humming grew louder as she just watched the down survivor, seeming to smile sweetly. Only moments later, she dug her ax into the skull of her prey, having to use her foot to detach her weapon so she could slice open their chest.

Licking the blood off of her ax and then cleaning it on her sleeve, she made her leave and went as fast as she could back to the already hooked survivor.
Quentin's head flung up quickly at the scream he just heard, he was surprised that the Huntress was downing people quicker than ever. Quentin placed his hand on his teammate's shoulder telling them to continue working on the generator while he went in for the save. After agreeing on what they'll both do Quentin made his way over to the red dangling aura of in the distance, he made his way through many trees and wooden jungle gyms in the process while trying to avoid the fierce huntress.

Quentin finally made his way to his hooked teammate lifting her off the sacrificial meat hook onto the muddy ground, he saw the gaping wound on the girl's stomach making him think the huntress wasn't too happy with them saving each other, Quentin took a look around to make sure the Huntress wasn't anywhere nearby as he made use to his hands to heal his teammate's multiple wounds he asked her what he had done to make the huntress so angry, she just replied with a simple answer making him nod.

Quentin finished healing his teammate nodding at the thanks she gave him, he took a hold of her arm pointing to a generator on the hill that they can do only to hear the lullaby coming their way.
Anna continued to hum her lullaby before beginning to sing the melody with no words. After years of singing the song to herself, she had memorized the lyrics and perfected the melody. She hissed softly when she heard the sound of her prey being taken off the hook, causing her to step on some rock. Damn her being barefoot with only a bit of cloth to protect her. Once regaining her momentum, she made her way back to where she had left them.

After the silence she continued to stand still for a moment, jerking her head almost when hearing a twig snap in the other direction. She hissed as a warning and ran after the noise while singing.

 "Sleep, My Darling...~, Tiny one...Tucked within-" She stopped when she swung at the survivor, only barely able to slice open their back to create a wound on them. A howl of frustration left her as she missed the second time, being a bit too slow and- big for the window.

 "Your bed so tight...Else the ol' grey wolf will come~" Continuing to sing, lifting her arm with a hatchet and struck the survivor in the leg- 'That was too close-' She thought before humming her melody and stepping on the hatchet in the survivor's leg, causing the blade to hit and even separate the bone into two. A pitiful cry left their lips and she swung at their neck. Grunts and hissing filled the air but she continued to hit at the neck until the living survivor no longer moved nor made noise.

 "And grab you by your side...~" She sand while laughing, seeming to take the long way around to where the last two survivors were.

Quentin cursed out as his eyes narrowed over at the sounds of the screams, he looked back over at his frightened teammate telling them everything's okay they just have to be stealthy about where they're heading to. Quentin grabbed his teammate's hand leading them through the rainy forest, mud splatters everywhere onto their pants leg as the rain dampens their clothes.

Finally, they make their way over to the huntresses cabin where cattle hung up along the ceiling and below laid a fire pit, Quentin knew there was a generator on the second floor, so he left his teammate to go work on it hoping that his teammate can find a chest band key, so they can leave without much conflict.

Quentin sighed out wishing the generator was inside but hey 'we all can't get what we want in this place' Quentin thought inside his head, he was starting to worry about his teammate even if the huntress wasn't anywhere nearby to be exact.
The killer began to drag her ax from the ground, carving the mud with each step she took. Her heart was beating out of her chest almost at the thought of possibly losing a survivor due to the hatch. She shook the feeling and stretched out, shaking the mud off of her ax before running again. The speed she was given was by far not the fastest due to her nature of taking small steps towards her prey until she got a good angel to strike. Her singing was indeed growing abnormally louder-

The smell of rain and filth filled her nostrils as she stood close by, seeming to watch every move the two survivors took. She'd rather have them together so once she finished the first one she would be able to follow the second.

"He'll snatch you up~...between his teeth..." She continued to sing, tilting her head as the two survivors seemed to split up just enough for her liking. As if on instinct she ran forward toward the unsuspecting girl, pulling the ginger by the hair till she practically pulled off the skin. Blood seemed to seep out of the survivor's head while she tried to get away, but the huntress just smiled and axed the girl right in the chest, pulling apart the rips and flesh to allow the organs to be exposed.

"Crows have-...lovely time!" She laughed, covering her mouth and turning around to leave.
Panic filled Quentin's body as he just heard his teammate get decapitated, he calmed himself down before looking around the Red forest to get any sign of where the hatch was since he was on top of the rooftop. Quentin shook the feeling of being caught and killed like all his other teammates. Quentin took a deep breath jumping down from the top of the wooden cabin to go find the hatch and hopefully avoid the lullaby.

Normally he would run out into the open to find it since it's somewhere near there, but he also didn't want risk getting seen by the huntress making him think he won't leave out of here uninjured, he'll probably have to take a hit to the hatch, so she wouldn't have the chance to grab him out.

Quentin sighed out at all the possibilities that can happen to him. He gathered all his strength and ran out into the forest looking left and right quickly to look and listen for the sweet sounds of the hatch waited for his arrival, Quentin also kept his eyes peeled for the Huntress that might try to throw one of her hatches at him.

What kept Quentin going was the thought of making it out alive back to the campfire with all the others, at least he can be safe there without the thought of a giant woman hunting him down like prey.
The Huntress breathed in the scent of blood, licking her fingertips after ripping the carcass open to reveal the plump meat. A soft hum left her lips and she left the rotting flesh for the crows to devour like the others. Once she had exited the area she began to see faint red scratch marks. Her mind wanting to follow, but she ignored it and went in the opposite direction, she almost knew her home like the back of her hand.

"If on bed's edge you sleep-...and drag you to the forest deep~!" She sang out, crows cawing at her to shut the hell up but she ignored the creatures. Usually, she would be much nicer but today she had a craving for blood. Her own singing caused her to miss the dreadful sound of the hatch.

She sat right in front of the flap of the hatch, playfully flipping the flap as if she was playing some sort of game. A dreadful smile stayed on her face once she positioned the hatch to close. She waited, wanting to tease the last survivor before taking its life's essence.
Quentin groaned out hearing the huntress's lullaby growing closer and closer the more he believed he got closer to the hatch, for crying out loud he's at least ran around and circled the trees to find the damn thing, Quentin decided to stop bitching inside his head and run towards the lullaby.

As he said to himself earlier he won't be getting out uninjured, Quentin can take a hit, just if that means he'll get the hell out of this place. Quentin peeked from the trees looking around to see if the Huntress was circling the area in search of him." Are you fucking serious..." he groans out already seeing the huntress standing DIRECTLY in front of the hatch?

Quentin carefully made his way over towards the hatch stopping just at the opening to it, Quentin slowly looked up at the huntress as his eyes blinked rapidly from the rain hitting his eyelids, he stared into the woman's eyes from her mask, it almost seemed like she had no soul just pure evil....which scared the shit out of him, but he kept his calm demeanor.

After just standing there Quentin sighed out in annoyance." You going to make you move killer or what?" He says showing that he's not patient for this waiting game she was playing, Quentin opened his arms for the huntress to take a free hit, so she can dive in for the hatch, many killers have done this to him wait and tease him at the hatch but Quentin knew he did have a slight chance at winning if he played his cards right.
Anna singing quieted, only leaving a few hums every now and again to ease such silence that tried to consume the two whole. Her eyes noticed a small smudge in the distance, but she ignored it and stood up, figuring he had finally decided to come over. The woods were mainly quiet to her, allowing her to listen to the small footprints that he made. She had learned through the years of being alone to focus on single things instead of the background noise.

She looked down at the small thing, eyes fixed on what he was doing so she wouldn't miss a single thing and would be able to at the very least hit him before he left. It was true her eyes seemed to be almost black, but they only looked like this due to the dark lighting that surrounded them.

 Her head tilted to the side as she watched his arms open. This caused her eyes to narrow and a snarl to appear on her face again. Her right leg kicked down the hatch immediately, snapping whatever was still in the entrance. She was much smarter than some of the other killers. A small laugh left her and her hand cupped his cheek softly, almost being the size of half his face already.

 "Not. Stupid." She growled out to him as a warning before lifting him up by the collar of his jacket and shirt.
Quentin continued to stare at the tall woman watching her every move, to Quentin it seemed like she was catching onto his plan to outplay her which wasn't good, if she closed the hatch he'll have to make a run for the exit gates but a very very slim chance at surviving that would be.

Quentin watched as the Huntress tilted her head, maybe she was analyzing him? He'll never know what runs through a killers stick brain while they do this to him. Quentin slowly started to lower her arms looking at the grip she held on her ax, should he make a move?....no... Quentin had to time this perfectly.

Quentin watched the snarl on the huntress's face grow as he looked down to see her stomp the hatch closed which made Quentin shriek trying to back up a bit but before he could already feel the huntress's hand caressing his face?... '

 Not stupid?...' were the words she said to him that made him freeze in the spot he was, well there goes his slim chance at surviving, Quentin closed his eyes tight preparing for impact but instead a Yelp came from Quentin feeling his own body being lifted from the ground as he stared at huntress bewildered.
The shriek that came from Quentin almost broke her heart- causing a small whimper to leave her. Fingers touched the soft skin of his face, seeming to trace the outlines of his jaw before taking her hand back.

When she lifted him, she made sure she was very careful to not drop or hurt him. Her eyes narrowed at him and she frowned when he yelped so she sat him on her hip. She wasn't necessarily a giant to him but she was hm- half a foot taller than him?

She held him tightly, not allowing him to be able to wiggle from her. Beginning to walk towards her cabin again, she glanced at him a few times. A growl like warning left her throat as if she was making sure he got the message that he will not be leaving so soon.