(Dead By Daylight x Learning with Pibby)

Tw// Mentioned death, guns

‘Deals made in desperation are paid for in madness.’

That quote was inscribed on an iridescent coin Caleb often carried around. It was given to him by that Entity, sometime after he had gotten his hundredth or so kill. He couldn't really remember. All that he did know is that the weird glitchy stuff he had seen took over that Entity and set all the survivors and killers out to roam.

And since Caleb was from the Wild West age, he had a lot of adapting to do. But he was an engineer, adapting was what he did. And he took to the new age like a duck takes to water. Sure, there were hiccups every now and then, but it was alright.

One of the major hiccups was these new Miraculous thingies going around. Caleb himself had gotten his hands on one. The Deer Miraculous, a lapel pin he had pinned to the brim of his hat, because typically, it was worn on the shirt.

Inside the miraculous was a Kwami, a tiny good like being. Caleb had worked for the entity, working with a Kwami had to be similar, right? Wrong. Instead of Caleb serving the Kwami, the Kwami served him. Caleb soon found that the Kwami’s name was Sikka, and he was the kwami of precision. Further questioning revealed his power was Rigor, and that power granted him a five minute time frame in which any and all ranged attacks he would perform would hit.

“Any and all?” Caleb asked with a bit of a grin.

“Any and all.” Sikka replied, but paled when he saw what Caleb did next.

Caleb brought up his famous Redeemer, essentially a homemade speargun with a bayonet on the end. “Including this?” He asked the small deer-like creature, a sadistic grin spreading on Caleb's face.

“Y-yes…Including your Redeemer, Caleb.” The Kwami stammered out, clearly not liking the fact he was forced to answer that question.

“Good. What's that phrase I say to transform again?” Caleb inquired.

When he received the answer, he spoke it aloud.

“Sikka, mark your target!”

And with that, Caleb transformed with the help of Sikka.

Getting revenge on Bayshore now would be as easy as shooting fish in a barrel. And by god, did Henry ever deserve his incoming fate.

“Bloody fool, you pulled the trigger on yourself.” He remarked about Henry, before hobbling his way down the unfamiliar dirt road to go search for him.