Disclaimer: I do not own Silent Hill and Final Fantasy and all its characters

Author's Note: I don't make this fiction as a crossover because the only thing I apply from Silent Hill game is the portal. All characters are from Final Fantasy, and the plots are mine (mwahaha!).

Chapter 1

The shining rays of morning sun has arrived, clearing the trace of breakage on the roof the old Sector 5 Church. The light made the pool contains the healing water sparkles, with the water lily petals floating in its surface. The young man slowly opened his eyes, his peculiar eyes which reflected the sparkles from the pool. He got up and rubbed his eyes from drowsiness. Then, he looked up, seeing the dawn blue-orange-ish sky. Not a single cloud hung in it, he is the first cloud whose awaken today. He let out a sigh and pulled out his boots, and dip his legs into the pool. The cool sensation helped him fight his drowsiness away. Not long, he ducked himself into the pool, and held his breath, slowly closing his eyes. He likes it.

He emerged from inside the pool, then swung his head side-to-side to dry it from the water. He tilted his head toward the entrance of his wrecked sanctuary, a scrap of paper, weighed with a small rock was laying there. Curious, he walked himself out of the pond and made his way to the peculiar note. He took it, ignoring his wet hands, and read it. It was an untidy handwriting, with blood subtitued the function of ink.

'HOSPITAL IN SECTOR 1 MIDGAR'

His eyes burrowed. 'Who wrote this?' He walked back into the church, ran his fingers through his blond hair. 'Maybe the writer wants me to go to this hospital.'

That afternoon...

The familiar shiny black motorcycle came up from nowhere. The road was silent, metals reflecting the afternoon light. He caught the sight of a wrecked building from the Meteor not long ago, close to it was a playground, indicating that the building was the hospital. It was all damaged, only the first and the second floor remained, but of course with shaterred glass and freckles of dust. Knowing he already has arrived in his destiny, he turned off the engine and slid off from his beloved motorcycle.

He absentmindedly walked towards the building, and made his first step on the dirty floor. The room was dim, the receptionist table was damaged badly, some hospital chairs sat there, mute witnesses for the gigantic power of Meteor which had this building wrecked. He walked deeper within the hospital corridor, lesser quantity of light. Thanks for his mako enhanced eyes, he could see in the dark, of course with that green-black visual.

He wasn't sure, but he heard walking steps from behind him. It was far, echoing through the room. He turned back fast, but found nothing. Long after, no more sound was heard, so he continued exploring the abandoned hospital. Shortly afterwards, he heard something, somekind of sobbings and cries of agony. It made him jumped at first.

After he recollect himself he tried to find the source of the sound. The closer he was to the source, the darker place it would be. The floor was a real dirty and the doors were scratched. And for the first time, he found a body laying on the hospital floor. It was in a terrible condition, black liquid ooze from his eyes and mouth, also his ear. 'Geostigma's victim.' And another one that was sat on one of the chairs, with a dead child in her arms.

'Where the hell is that voice came from?' he kept walking. By the end of the long corridor, there was a strange door, he could see what within. A patient, sat on a hospital bed, alive, crying his eyes off. The boys shirt was certainly awful, with Geostigma liquid all over, the same condition also can be seen on his hospital bedsheet. Cloud opened the door, walked slowly towards the crying child. His hand reached his shoulder, made him stop his crying. His violet eyes shot opened and stare to the blue radiating ones. "Who are you?" he choked.

"I'm Cloud." He introduced himself briefly. "What are you doing here, boy?"

"I was locked up, the door can only be opened from outside. Please, get me out of here!" he begged him. From his curly auburn bangs, the Geostigma mark laid on his forehead, maybe that's why he suffer so much pain. "Defeat that lady!" he cried.

'Lady?'

"Ah, Denzel, my dear son. You're awake." A smooth feminine voice came from the doorway. There, obviously, a nurse in the hospital, with French braid and curly bangs framed her beautiful face. The green orbs were hypnotizing. "And I see you got a company." She smiled.

"Who are you?" Cloud said with a small shiver between his breaths. He couldn't believe he shivered just to see a woman, but she was not an usual woman, something is wrong with her. But it was not just him who was shivering, the boy named Denzel, was shivering badly while he clutching to his pillow, hiding behind Cloud.

"Oh, where are my manners? My name's Aerith, nice to meet you, Cloud."

"How do you know my name?"

"Ah, from the book on the receptionist table. You are the first guest after the Meteor, congratulations." She said with a smile. "And you will rot here!" she quickly closed the door. Not skipping any beat, he ran towards the closing door as fast as he could, managed to pause its movement with his foot, also his hands. He let out a groan, 'man this woman's strong!'

Aerith, with her free hand, she pulled her knife and stabbed his arm, then his leg. He let out a cry of pain, but still managed to keep the door open. But Aerith kicked him off and closed the door tight. Her evil smile attached on her face. "Sleep well, my Son." She addressed Denzel. Cloud's uninjured hand involuntarily squeezing the injury on his arm. His teeth grinding in pain.

"Now, we are hopeless, Cloud. Pray that someone will come and save both of us." Denzel muttered, his face still buried in his pillow, the dark liquid oozing from his forehead, coloring the pillow with black. Cloud just stare at him with pity, 'I have to save this boy, at least I have to try.'

"Is there no more exit from this room?" he asked bluntly.

Denzel was hesitant at first, but maybe, just maybe, this young man can help him out from this building. "There is one, through my school... through that portal." He pointed at a picture on the wall, a child in cage, with free mother and father.

"What portal?"

"Draw a downside triangle, with my red crayon over there. But my school, it's full of blood... and monsters... also her..." he said. "I don't think it's a good idea..."

"Well, we have to try." Cloud declared. He picked the red crayon on the little table and drew the triangle. Once it's done, glow of red came from the drawing. He remembered about monsters in this school, so he search for anything that could help him (he regret he didn't brought his sword). Very fortunate he was, he found a handgun, and its ammo. He was not such a gunner but Vincent did taught him much about guns. And he also found a bandage.

After treating his wounds, he turned to Denzel. "You're coming, aren't you?"

Denzel looked up, "But, I no longer can walk..."

"Hop on my back. I'll carry you." He squatted, readied himself. Denzel hesitantly clung onto him and Cloud had the child's legs supported. He made his way to the glowing portal.

He inhaled deeply. "Ready?"

To Be Continued

I dislike Clerith pairing so I make them as enemies. I know I'm evil, mwahaha!