( Disclaimer, Silent Hill is a trademark and copyright of Konami. I do not own any of the settings nor do I own certain characters.)

Chapter 1

"Oh God where is our daughter?!" Blair asked her husband Nick from the wreckage that until recently was their car.

"Jessie is missing?" He moaned.

There was a stream of blood trickling down the side of his face. A two inch cut was visible just above his right eyebrow.

"Our baby, our baby, Oh GOD WHERE IS SHE!" Blair screamed.

Nick reached for her meaning to calm her down but she was already out of the car before he could grasp a hold of her. His hand was a bloody mess with pieces of the windshield sticking out in several spots. It was a bad wreck.

"JESSIE! BABY WHERE ARE YOU!" Blair screamed into the oncoming fog.

Nick could see that she was bleeding from somewhere on her face but he couldn't quite pinpoint where. Her once pretty face was now covered in blood. He managed to unbuckle his seat belt and crawled out of the passenger side door. He would have tried the driver side but it was smashed up pretty good. Deep in his mind he was thankful that he didn't get hurt very bad.

"Blair, save your breath. I don't think Jessie was thrown from the car look." He said to his grief stricken wife.

He pointed to the back door. It was slightly ajar and the seatbelt was dangling partially outside. Her backpack was also missing. Jessie never left that thing, Nick sometimes jokingly referred to it as his daughters hunchback hump.

"The back door was opened and her backpack is missing. She must have gotten scared and went for help. Try her cell phone." He said.

Blair rushed for her own cell phone which was in her purse on the floor of their car. Nick could hear her fumbling with the mess of things inside of her purse searching for it. Finally after a few moments she returned holding it shakily. He watched as she tried it and then looked down at it as if it were some alien thing.

"It doesn't work." She said perplexed.

"What do you mean it doesn't work!?" He asked sharply.

Panic was starting to creep up on him. The mild shock he must have been experiencing was starting to wear off. He looked out at the road ahead of him and saw nothing but fog, thick and uninviting. An oddly warm breeze suddenly blew past him making him think of burning buildings. It sent a chill up his spine.

"Is it charged?" He asked her.

She nodded and tried it again. Nothing but static and a eerie screeching sound like nothing either of them had ever heard before. They suddenly looked at each other, each knowing what the other was thinking. Their daughter was lost somewhere in the fog.

"Nick, our little girl, is she going to be alright?" Blair asked him.

He held his wife tightly squeezing his eyes tight. He could feel everything at that moment. The pain that throbbed in his hand and forehead, the warm wind that was surrounding them and even the fog that seemed to swallow them up. His wife didn't seem to fully notice that he was holding her so he let her go and began to guide her back to the car.

"We have to gather ourselves and figure out what just happened before we do anything rash." He said to her.

She looked up at him and then out at the swirling fog behind him and began to cry. It had to be more tough on her because she was the one that was fighting with Jessie just before the car crashed.

"Honey, what do you remember about the crash?" He suddenly asked her.

She looked up at him again and then began to fidget with the corner of her blouse. She looked very young and vulnerable at the moment. It made him feel more desperate and scared.

"I was arguing with Jessica and things got out of hand. She said something and I went to slap her but you grabbed my hand. We both turned to look and saw something on the road and..." She stopped and let out a sob.

"I didn't mean to fight with her, I love her." Blair cried.

"We saw something on the road, we hit it and then everything was dark. I mean I was knocked out for at least...what five, ten minutes maybe? But what did we hit Blair?" Nick asked her.

She suddenly stood up nearly knocking him over as she did so. She walked to the front of the car and looked out at the mangled front end. Nick started to follow when she suddenly took a step back.

"Nick what is that?" She asked him.

He slowly walked to where she was standing and looked down at the thing that was partially under the car. It's legs wrapped around the whole left side. That was what had smashed his door closed. His veins were suddenly pumping ice water, his skin broke out in goosebumps. What he saw didn't work for his rational mind, yet here it was.

At first what he thought he saw was a bird of some kind but this thing didn't have feathers anywhere. It had leathery skin, almost the color of a person recovering from burns. It had a beak but not the kind that birds had, it was sort of prehistoric. Almost like a pterodactyl, one of his favorite creatures as a child.

"What the hell is it?" He muttered.

He bent down to examine it. Black ichor oozed from it's gaping mouth, it's teeth were grossly exaggerated spikes. It had a somewhat human torso as well. In his mind it looked like a child's drawing come to life.

He reached for it wanting to see what it felt like. His hand slowly descended to where it laid. He could feel the coolness from it's dead body. A putrid smell came from it. He was mere inches from it's wing when his wife grabbed him.

"Don't touch it!" She barked.

"Dammit Blair, you almost gave me a heart attack." He said.

"Let's go look for our daughter and get the hell out of here." Blair said and began to follow the road into the unknown.

"Wait, let's grab the first-aid kit first." He said and went to fetch it from the glove box.

Without thinking about it he grabbed a flashlight as well. Before turning on the hazard lights, he grabbed a wrench and put it in a belt loop. Then he went after his wife. She stood in the middle of the road with her head perked up to the side, listening to her surroundings.

"What are you doing?" He asked her.

"Listen, what do you hear?" She asked him.

He listened, straining his ears to hear something, anything at all, but there was nothing to hear. No cars, no birds, not even any bugs of any kind. There was just silence and the sound of them breathing in quick breaths.

"Nothing at all." He said and started to walk.

"Exactly, nothing at all, not even a plane or a car." She said.

"So what's so weird about that, we're in the sticks for crying out loud." He said feeling a little agitated by her sudden observations of their surroundings.

"So, there isn't a single sound, not even a bird or a bug. Nada. Silence. Tell me one place in America that's this quiet. You can't even hear the wind anymore." She said.

"Oh God, let's just find our child so we can go get help. We'll worry about the silence later okay?!" He said with a sudden newfound urgency grasping him.

They began to trot down the road as fast as they could go neither of them saying anything. Nick looked down at his throbbing hand as they passed a parked truck and noticed it still had glass in it and was still bleeding. He stopped and leaned next to the truck.

"Blair, I need to fix my hand, it's killing me." He said.

She stopped and waited impatiently as he pulled each piece of glass out and wrapped his hand with a bandage. He looked at her as he handed her the first aid. She took it and began to walk towards another parked vehicle. Nick approached her.

"You should clean up your face. You don't want to scare Jessica when we find her do you?"

"No I guess not." She said.

She wiped as much of the blood off as she could with a piece of her blouse and managed to find the cut on her face. After tending to her wounds they began their trek down the foggy road.

"Silent Hill." Blair said.

"What?" Nick asked.

She pointed at a sign on the side of the road. It was covered in rust and grime. Nick felt a surge of relief spread over him. His daughter could be there. It wasn't that far from where they ran into that weird monster. Maybe she ran for help and found the town.

They began to run, steady and slow at first but as they began to see buildings they picked up speed. A flower shop and several other buildings into the town and Blair stopped, her side aching. It was too quiet in this town.

"Jessie!" Nick began to holler.

"Nick, somethings going on. I can feel it. It's like this town is watching us." She said.

"JESSIE!" Nick hollered ignoring his wife.

"Nick please!" Blair started.

"JESSIE WE'RE HERE AND WE'RE OKAY! PLEASE, IF YOUR HERE LET US KNOW!" Nick screamed into the dense fog.

"Nick listen to me!" Blair yelled out.

He stopped and looked at her. His whole body was tense and he had a sensation that something was not right. He felt fatigue as well as two kinds of fear, one was fear for his daughter and the other was fear for the unknown. He didn't know what was going on, nor did he know why he suddenly felt like an uninvited guest standing in the middle of this road.

"Somethings here with us." Blair whispered to him.

She pointed towards an alleyway.

Nick listened and could hear something grunting. He could hear other noises as well, tearing noises. It reminded him of that program on lions he watched a few days before, more specifically the segment where they were eating the wildebeest. His stomach began to knot up and he felt the fear loosen his knees making them feel rubbery.

"What is it?" He asked his wife.

"I don't know." She said and began to walk towards the alley.

"Wait, I have a wrench, I'll go first." He said and began to walk towards the alley.

They stepped upon a curb and began to quietly walk towards a dumpster. The noises got louder as they approached the side of the dumpster. An unusually large cockroach ran out from underneath the dumpster into the fog. Nick could see feet, two of which were covered in shoes, the other two were bare and as far as he could tell, not even human.

"Hello? Are you guys okay?" He asked the partially hidden bodies.

There was more tearing and suddenly a figure stood up. It was bald and had no arms. In the center of it's torso was a small black hole. It resembled a man in a straight jacket. As it started to walk towards Nick and his wife, he noticed that it had no face.

"Get out of here!" He turned and shoved his wife towards the entrance of the alleyway.

It lumbered after them in an unbalanced stagger. Nick grabbed Blair's arm and began to run down the road looking for a place to hide.

"What is it Nick!" She cried out trying to look behind them.

Just then Nick tripped over an overturned garbage can and cut his hand off of some broken glass. Blair ran over the top of him and almost fell herself but managed to keep her balance. She looked down at his bloody hand and then at the monster that was still following them.

"We have to get out of here Nick!" She said.

"I know come on!" He said and started to run down an alley.

They were approaching the end of the alley when they saw a car drive by. It was a beat up Volkswagen. Blair ran ahead of Nick waving her hands in the air to get the drivers attention but it was too late. The car already disappeared in the fog.

"Damn! Maybe we can find someone for some help now that we know the town isn't deserted." Nick said.

He was breathing hard and there were beads of sweat standing out on his forehead. Blair could see that he was as scared as she was and that he was also tired. She grabbed his good hand and they started to jog towards the direction the car was headed.

"Do you really think they'll help us?" She asked her husband.

"I don't know. It never hurts to ask though right?"

As they made it to the gas station Nick paused. He heard a noise that sounded like someone yelling somewhere. Through the dense fog he could see a figure entering a car and driving off. It looked as if there were lots of people still in town.

"Another car." He said and was knocked to his feet by a monster.

Blair began to scream as Nick fumbled for the wrench. In his panicked state he dropped it. He felt the monster hit him again sending him sprawling on his stomach. He got up and began to run. Blair was running behind him screaming. They heard shots go off but kept running anyway.

"Someone has a gun!" He screamed.

"I heard it too!" She said.

They ran until they were too tired to run and found solace inside of a seedy bar called Heavens Night. Nick rested quietly on a bar stool wondering if their daughter was okay, while Blair sat on a chair next to him and weeped. He looked down at his wife, who only days ago wanted a divorce, and thought, If this doesn't draw us closer together than nothing will.