Title: The Heat is Alarming (Time to Leave This Evil
Place)
Rating: R
Fandom: Silent Hill (the
movie)
Disclaimer: All characters and recognizable themes
belong to Konami and others. I am in no way earning money or other
profit from this fanfic.
Char/Pair: Cybil Benett;
Christabella, her hooligans, and Rose mentioned, Cybil/Rose
implied
Prompt: A keepsake from 10lilies on
livejournal
Spoilers: For the end of the movie
W/C:
212
Warnings: Implied femmslash, dark themes? Perhaps a bit
of angst.
A/N: None.
You wake, quick-jump, ow. Eyes swollen, blurry with tears from the pain, the dust on the old hospital floor. There are broken things, your spirit, your hand maybe. Definitely a rib, two, it's hard to breathe.
Muffled voices, though you can't tell where they are. Christabella, her men, a chirping bird brought just in case. They could be around the corner, most likely right behind you, the blood pooling in your ears makes it difficult to tell just where. You wish it would block out the sound of Rose screaming in your head.
It's there, the reason you're dying in a building that can no longer fix you. Feet away, one, three. Might as well be a thousand. Dropped, crushed under a boot, picture dirty but memories still intact; Rose's and yours. Puff's of exerted breath as you reach, stirring more dust and you try not to sneeze. You try not to scream. It's cold, thin gold without the warmth of a body. You have no heat left to give it.
You'll keep it, pressed to your thigh in the pocket of your uniform, the oval shape a damnation. Rose won't save you like you saved her, but she'll be with you when they light the fire and you descend into hell.