Silent Hills Butcher's Awesome Adventure

Chapter 1. The truck that hurt me.

I never understood why he hated me so much. I tried to avoid him a lot, to not be in his way, but still. Sometimes he used to look at me in a certain way. His look was filled with hatred and disgust.

I used to look away but could still sense his hate.

Now when he was dead I still can wonder if it we ever could have been friends. Would it have turned out differently?

Could Pyramid Head ever like me?

I'm just a butcher. Sure, that truck guy might have been scared, but no one ells ever acknowledged me as something truly unique.

I am unique, I know it. I mean, I've got a knife. A big one.

Why did he hate me so? Why? Everybody loves him more than me. Fan girls everywhere are crying today, maybe even tomorrow. I don't have any fans. Who's gonna cry on my funeral?

Who is gonna cry over me? The nurses? I don't know, I don't think they like me very much. They like me better than Pyramid, though. He raped them all the time. I only butchered them.

A light touch on my shoulder. I turn around.

"Dude, seriously, you gotta help! The top of his helmet Is sticking up from the ground, we gotta dig a deeper hole!"

One of the straight-jackets, Bob, had a worried look on his face.

"Urgh", I sighed. "Why did he want to be buried sitting up in the first place?"

"We don't know", Bob said. "We just assumed he'd gone crazy after that dude had hit him with that plank so many times".

"I just can't believe he's gone", another voice said. "Killing himself. The bravest one here killed himself."

"Take it easy", Bob said and patted the bubble-head nurse on her shoulder. "No one saw it coming."

"It had to be 'Homecoming'", She cried. "We all knew it were crap, but no one told him!" Now she was crying in Bob's arms. He looked extremely uncomfortable.

I sighed and walked away. They had forgotten about my presence a long time ago. Now all I wanted is to be emo for myself.

But all of a sudden, a meteorite hit the ground and everybody were blown up except for me.

Oh no!

I saw the dead bodies of my fellow monsters and demons scattered all over the place and heard the sound of them hitting the ground.

It was so unexpected! I ran out of Silent Hill when I suddenly remembered I was a monster and people might be scared when they see me. What on earth am I going to do?

A truck were coming on the road and I were read to put my thumb in the air when it drove right in to me. It hurt a lot.

I screamed and moaned when I were lying on the ground covered in blood, swinging my knife in the air as a cold blooded killer would do.

The truck stopped and out came a man, couldn't be older than thirty, dressed in a green jacket and equipped with a plank.

"Wow!" He screamed. "Didn't mean that! Thought you were the other guy! That guy with the pyramid, you know? He's just plain scary."

"It's okay", I moaned. "Just help me out here, will ya?"

He ran towards me after I stopped swinging the knife and kneeled beside me. He gave me a drink called "Health Drink". It worked and now I was feeling fine.

"Wow, that was great!" I said happily. "What's your name, dude?"

"James", James said.

"Butcher", I said and shook his hand. "Now, after you have saved me, even if you caused the injury, means that I owe you a favor, right?" He nodded. "Okay, tell me what you want me to do."

"I want you to kill my wife."