Crossroads of Blood is the prologue of my fourteenth fanfiction, "The Stage". This story isn't about a stage. I just like the title. This story is going to be amazing. The prologue is pretty short.
This prologue is very similar to the first chapter in "Bloody Crow of Cainhurst". This starts at the end of the story, and the next few chapters are going to be a flashback. You are going to have a lot of questions at the end of this prologue. Some things are not what they may seem.
Crossroads of Blood
I rode Shadowmere fast out of Yharnam. The Iron Reapers were closing in on me quickly. They wanted me dead very badly. My horse was growing tired, and was losing speed. I have no choice but to take a shortcut through Yahar'gul.
As I rode through the Unseen Village, Reapers were shooting at me from rooftops, alleys, and the ones on my tail were taking every shot that they could get. Shadowmere was too quick to be hit by bullets. The Reapers eventually stopped trying to shoot me, realizing that it was pointless.
I escaped the city, and was certain that I had lost the Reapers. I was incorrect. At the point were two roads met, 20 Reapers were waiting for me, all of them with their muskets aimed at my chest. I made Shadowmere stop, and dropped the reins. I patted my horse on the neck, trying to keep him calm. I raised by arms to my side, and closed my eyes. I took a deep breath in, and the Reapers opened fire.
Two weeks earlier...
I know that you are wondering what just happened. You will find out soon enough. Tell me what you think in the comments.