Hello everyone! This story is basically a crossover of my favorite game Evil Within. I'm excited to write this, I hope people like it.
This story is going to have events/things similar to the game, and it's going to have things different.
Raindrops trickled down the window in Shinra's home, the glass fogging over thanks to condensation. Shinra counted each drop that hit the window, each droplet shooting rapidly with soft patters invading Shinra's ears. The weather has been dreary as of late, almost as if something unseen was foreshadowing through mother nature.
How long has it been? Shinra pondered, his fingers slowly lingering on the cold, moist glass. It almost feels like a lifetime even though its been two years, almost nearing three.
Lost in his own thoughts, Shinra almost didn't hear the loud knocking. The sound wasn't harsh, more demanding than anything. Shinra strolled over to the door, already knowing who it might be. Being late at night, it could either be Shizuo or Celty. Shinra already knew it couldn't be Celty, since she doesn't need to knock, so it could only be Shizuo. That doesn't stop Shinra from hoping it was Celty though, or even him. Nonetheless, Shinra isn't surprised to see Shizuo with his signature sunglasses hanging off his black buttoned up vest. Shizuo didn't say anything, he just sat down on Shinra's couch. The underground doctor didn't say anything either, just adjusted his glasses and observed Shizuo's body for wounds. The former bartender usually don't make trips to just chat unless it was something important, or he was injured. Noticing red blotches on his white shirt, along with distinct holes that resembled bullet holes, he knew it was the latter.
Silence took over the room with only the sound of the rain to ease the doctor. Shinra often found silence too loud and unbearable, almost as if his ears were sinking into the abyss. Then again, the blonde was never quiet so he was grateful for that. Not to say he hated Shizuo- quite the opposite. Since elementary he was always fascinated with his inhuman strength and untameable rage. Ever since he was a kid, he always took interest in the unique, and Shizuo was no exception. That being said, Shinra was still grateful for his silent demeanor. No loudness was ringing in his ears, and that in itself was a miracle. Shinra frowned at the gunshots once Shizuo unbuttoned his vest and shirt.
Nothing vital was hit, Shinra thought to himself, still...til this day it still amazes me. The underground doctor thought taking care of the rest of Shizuo's injuries would also be in silence until Shizuo spoke up, "Shinra..."
Shinra gave his usual perky smile, "hm? yes?" he asked, almost finishing up on the second to last bullet wound. Shizuo was frowning, trying to figure out what he actually needed to say. "We need to discuss something...this is about-"
"We have nothing to discuss," cutting Shizuo off, Shinra started putting away the supplies he picked up after Shizuo sat down. Before he could walk away with the supplies, Shizuo furrowed his eyebrows then gripped onto Shinra's free wrist gently. "Bullshit, don't give me that. Look, I know you're probably still on edge even after two years; even Celty said you seemed off lately, but you can't hide from this. Before you say anything, I know what today is; the anniversary of his dea-"
"He's not dead," Shinra cut him off again, irritating Shizuo. Shinra could care less at this point, because deep down, he knew something was off. Shizuo still had his hold onto Shinra's wrist, not willing to let go yet. "Can I fucking finish, please?" silence overcame the doctor, "thank you," Shizuo huffed, breathing in deeply before finishing. "As I was saying, I know what today is, it's the day of his disappearance. I'm not an idiot. My point is, you need to get over this already. I know you guys had some twisted ass friendship, if one could call it that, but it's been too long. You'll always be in this mood whenever today comes around and it confuses me. Maybe it's because I never liked that bastard, I don't know. You guys never had a stable friendship for me to actually think you guys were close. What I'm trying to say is, you're not only getting on my nerves about this, but you're also worrying Celty."
Shinra flinched at the mention of Celty, he always about her feelings before his...How could he not? she was the love of his life. Suddenly, a sick feeling hit his stomach. Before it happened, he always knew what she was thinking and feeling...Shinra grimaced, "Shizuo, I-"
All of the sudden, Shizuo's phone started beeping, intruding on their conversation. Shizuo released his hand from Shinra's wrist then dug into his pants pocket to see who messaged him. Shizuo frowned when he saw the message. Celty sent him a frantic message that stated she needed his help, then sent the address to where she was. Nothing else was said in the message, but Shizuo knew that it had to be important. Looking up, he saw Shinra flickering his eyes to his phone, then back at Shizuo's eyes.
"It's Celty, she said she needs my help with something...didn't say with what though." Shizuo forgot about his treated wounds as he got up from the couch. Shinra wasn't too eager too let him leave yet when he heard him mention Celty's name. "Celty? my beloved is in trouble or possibly hurt? I have to go with you, then! " Shizuo shook his head, "I don't thi-" Shinra interrupted him for the third time today, it was really pissing Shizuo off. "I don't care, I'm going with you," The doctor declared with crossed arms. Shizuo growled but complied, telling Shinra to not get in the way if it was serious.
It was still raining when they reached the location. The rain pouring down harder than before when they were at Shinra's apartment. By the time they reached their location, Shizuo and Shinra automatically knew where they were. They are at one of Nebula's locations...but why? Shizuo didn't seemed too phased, "This place? isn't this where your freak of a dad works at?" Shinra nodded, all too confused, "Yes, one of their locations is here, but why is Celty here? Where is she?" Shizuo shrugged, "Maybe she found her head here?" Shinra bit his lip, but said nothing.
As they found Celty on her motorcycle, they also noticed large amounts of police cars outside of the Nebula building. They found their way to Celty, who was sitting on her motorcycle, probably waiting for Shizuo. Celty turned around as soon as she heard footsteps coming her way. Celty emphasized her confusion at Shinra's presence, but said nothing. Shinra was probably here because he was worried about Celty, it warmed her heart.
"What's happening?" Shizuo asked to Celty, who was getting off her motorcycle and was texting something in her PDA.
[Not sure. I heard around that they had my head here, but by the time I came, police were already here. I didn't go in yet.] Celty showed her PDA to both Shizuo and Shinra. Shizuo didn't like this, at all. Something felt off, but he couldn't really put his finger on it.
As the three stepped inside, everything automatically turned into red flags. Corpses were across the floor, some with throwing knives in their throats, some with slashes deep enough to see a bit of organ falling out of their bodies. Blood was all over the walls and floor. The building stunk of blood, the metallic scent invading Shizuo's nose, making him cringe. When he spotted one of the scientists with their left eye two feet away from their face staring at Shizuo, he wanted to throw up. Chunks of flesh were scattered all over the floor, rotting away under the artificial lights the building had. The dried out blood created contrasts of red to dark browns and oranges over the white, hard tile flooring.
Shizuo finally spoke up, "What...the...fuck.." he looked over to the other two who were completely shocked to say anything. They all turned to the open door that was at the back of the main room behind the main desk when they heard groaning coming from that general direction. They all walked slowly to the door, ready to deal with whatever was behind that door. The lights were flickering in the building, creating atmospheric tension to whatever is in that room. Adrenaline spiked through Shizuo as his heart was beating a mile a minute. The brutes usual thoughts of killkillkillkillkillkill circling over his brain over and over.
Shizuo went in first, grabbing the man ready to strike a hit until he saw who the man was. Adoring a gas mask with brown hair that matched his sons own hair. Shingen shielded himself from Shizuo, attempting to block whatever hit was coming his way. When he felt nothing, he looked up to see his son with his headless fiancee and strong friend. The said brute looked at Shingen, his stare sharpening.
"Tell us what the fuck happened, and now!" Shizuo growled, letting go of Shingen. Shingen simply scratched his gas mask as he stared at the three, who were staring back at him. Shingen laughed uncomfortably, then said "Well...there might have been a mishap of sorts."
Before Shizuo could demand more information, the whole building went completely dark, unnerving Shinra, and making Shizuo go still. The darkness was hugging tight around their bodies, almost as if darkness was a figure who takes unsuspecting victims. No one talked or dared to move, until they heard screams from the security room. They all wondered how many police officers were still alive in the Nebula building.
Shizuo went out of the room they were in, taking each step with ease, trying to not fall through the heavy darkness. The others slowly following behind him. Shizuo made it back to the main room, following the bloodcurdling screams. The choir of screams indicated there was maybe five or four, still alive. That is, until one by one, each scream stopped. The group could hear each loud thud, hearing a knife cutting deep into flesh like butter. The lights turned back on, then back off, flickering between the dangerous and the unknown. Before anyone could react, there was a loud static noise over the Nebula intercom, making everyone wince. The frequencies going up and down, making everyone's- aside from Celty's- ears hurt. The static abruptly stopped, heavy ringing following after, dragging out slowly. The ringing sounded like a out of tune orchestra with no deepness or differences in each note; As if hundreds were playing the same note at once, downscaling from fortissimo to pianissimo slowly. The silence came back to mock the group before anyone did anything. Shizuo was the first to react, he went into one the hallways where he heard the last scream come from. The flickering became more violent as he got further into the hallway.
As if time got slower, he suddenly felt a pinch at the back of his neck. The lights switching from quick flickers, to turning off for a minute; then on, then off, then on. Brief pauses in each one. Shizuo felt the room move as everything became blurry. The blonde moved his hand to where he felt the pinch, once he pulled out what felt like a syringe, he dropped to his knees, then felt his face hit the floor. Everything looked blurry, nothing but distorted shapes. The only shape he could make out besides the lifeless bodies on the floor, was a figure in nothing but all black. Shizuo saw black pants stepping over his fallen body from behind. Whoever this was, must've been the one that put the syringe in his neck. The hooded figure in all black slowly walked away from Shizuo's body, still in Shizuo's eye view.
The figure turned their head to give one last look to Shizuo, but before Shizuo could focus to see who it was, everything turned black.