When your Darkness Takes over
Chapter: 1
Warnings: Not realy. Eventually though ^^
A/N: Jus' a quick story I came up with on the spot. I thought of a stupid parin' while I was playin' Dementium II. So um, Enjoy ^^
The dark haired man sat in the dark soletary confinement of his cell, hugging his knees close to his chest with his head burried between them.
"I-... I didn't want this to happen... I'm sorry..."
He spoke to himself just barely above a whisper.
"W-why did you do it?... Just... Go away... Please..."
He cringed and grit his teeth while letting long held tears of anguish fall.
Doing this he managed to pull a grin across his face and give a throaty chuckle.
"Do not worry, William... All is well once you are resated..."
Dr. Redmoore dug William's fingernales into the palm of his hand.
"... Malatesta... Would be proud of you... Of us..."
The grin was instantly wiped off his face
William felt sick to his stomach. Nausea along with aches and pains filled him. He wrapped his arms around his stomach, pulling himself into a self hug.
"William... Do not give in... You'll get out soon... I promise..."
Another aspect of himself tried to reassure him in a soothing tone.
He chocked out a sob and tried to remain quiet for the last bit of time he had in this world.
William had blacked out.
Time had passed by and everything was now dark and disorted.
Waking up to the new settings, William scrunched his nose before covering it with the palm of his hand. The stench of rotting corpses, a sent he was all to familliar with, and other foul obscenities filled the air.
William looked up to the top bunk of his cell and lying in his bed was his cell mate. Gutted and skinned with a chain running through his mouth, the chain itself must have been on a rotor, it was caked in blood.
He had looked at the corpse for a few seconds before taking the Shank beside him and ducking through and under the door, wanting to get as far away from the stench as possible.
William looked down the dark corroded hall, seeing monsters roaming and making their way towards him.
He was no longer in Prison.
He was in Hell...
A/N: Well... I hope that was okay ^^ This is my first Dementium Fic, so, sorry If I didn't keep them/him in character :D Please Review ^~^
