A/N: Please remember this is fan fiction and I will be writing this for fun and stress relief! :3 Please bare with spelling and grammatical mistakes. I will try hard to work with my BETA to correct them before I post, but if it happens... please don't kill me. Thanks!~

Silent Hill: The Ominous

Prologue: Rag Doll

As the siren wailed, the living vanished. The dead crawled from their places of hiding and began to search for prey. Calm and collected, the monsters of Judgment, with their heavy rust iron pyramid shaped helmets, thudded into the world. Their Master, the wielder of the great knife, emerged at the top of steeple of the church and bellowed out its mournful cry.

The other members of Judgment answered its cry and stalked through the night. As their rounds began, they spoke, without words, to one another.

'Talmers, there is a scent.' Murmured one, 'A scent of fresh blood. A human woman is wondering about.'

'Excellent!' cheered the other, 'Let us find it! My mouth salivates at the thought of warm human flesh!'

'Remember to season it with fear Aramous, or else it will not be delicious.' crooned Talmers the red monster of Judgment.

Aramous seemed ridged and annoyed, "Don't play with your food all night, or I will get nothing to eat!'

The Master ignored their comments. Being able to hear the thoughts of the others was often a curse. He jumped from the high building propelling himself away with his own immense weight. His feet landed in the ground cracking the ash-covered soil. He shuffled his feet a bit then began walking, dragging his weapon with him. The knife screamed every time it went over small pieces of metal but was, for the most part, relatively silent.

'Definitely better than dragging it through the buildings.' Thought the Master as he hunted through the town for his meal.

Unlike most days in Sillent Hill, it began to rain. The rain was darkly colored and icy cold. It made it insufferable to drag a the great knife through the graveyard. It was in this moment, the Master decided to drag his weapon through the town and hunt down a Gray Child in one of the buildings. The sound of metal on stone was grating, but wonderfully intimidating. He could hear and smell the fear of the other creatures and they ran from the sound. It made his mouth water.

As he past an ally he noticed no movement. He ceased moving, and looked down the crowded ally. Monsters of his world were gathered around something, but not attacking it. In fact they were watching it with curious expressions in their body language. They turned, recognizing the grey colored pyramid and scuttled away. What they left in their midst startled the Master.

Its long, black hair, pale, marred flesh with millions of tiny stitches attaching the flesh to one another. The naked, female in appearance, creature with its wide eyes and timid movements startled the Master. Its eyes were wide and it was… confused? Lost? Happy? He wasn't entirely sure.

The creature looked at him and smiled with a bit of laugh. It was completely unaware of what fear looked like.

The Master lifted his sword and shoved it into the pavement, so it stuck upright. Leaving it, he came forward and stood before the child-like creature. Was it worth eating? It was nothing but bones and skin. Would it be worth anything? He knew the creature could not see him staring hard at it.

He turned from it. His belly longed to be full and without fear the taste would be ruined. As he stepped away, he felt a tug on edge of his tunic. He turned slightly and looked down. The creature held on as if asking 'where are you going?'

'Master! We have…' the red monster of Judgment stopped. He saw the strange being sitting on the ground and came close, 'What… is it?'

'I'm not sure,' answered the Master. 'It's ghastly with no fear about its person.' He reached down and relinquished his clothing the soft grip. Then he grabbed the being by the throat holding it up.

The creature dangled there staring boldly at him.

'I see what you mean.' Said the red pyramid head, 'what…is it? I doesn't smell like the humans, but in a way it does.'

'It certainly does,' Agreed the Master. 'But it smells like us as well. It's not warm either.'

The red monster reached out and touched the arm of the creature, 'It's warmer than the other creatures.' He commented.

'What should I do with this thing, Pain?' asked the Master, 'Pale, nothing but flesh and bone, its not worth eating. With flesh sewn like this, it's too delicate to be handled.'

'Bring it. Perhaps it may have other uses for you. It's an innocent creature. Killing it would be useless and unjust. ' Said Pain to the Master, 'I'm sure we can find something for it. It's mildly intelligent.'

'MASTER! What the hell is that?' demanded the other monsters of Judgment.

Pain held up a white-gloved hand for silence.

The Master looked at them, 'No one knows.' He responded, 'It is neither human nor us. It smells like both, but acts like a child. I've brought this creature for your evaluation. I'm unsure of what to do with it.'

'Kill it if you deem it necessary But for Alyssa's sake, cloth it.' Commented the other gray-helmeted pyramid head. It came forward with the apron from the Butcher it had eaten, 'If it gives off heat you can kill it with the cold.' It pulled the apron over the creature's head, 'Besides, I know what it is.'

'What is it then, Cavores?' grumbled Talmers, 'IF you're soo smart?'

Cavores opened his mouth and laughed a dark sickening laugh, 'what is it? A human put back together by that mad scientist!' he turned, 'RED! Look at this thing!"

From out the crowd of monsters came a red pyramid. Its tunic went all around its body shielding its nakedness. It shoved its spear into the ground and reached forward and picked up the creature on the ground.

'It seems the being you left alive has restored another life.' Commented Cavores.

Red had seen human and humanoid creatures alike. His last target Alyssa had sent him to torment had been an excellent study of what was a human. Then there was the Doctor he willing let go because of his unusual ability to communicate with Red's kind of being. What he held in his hand was somewhat human, female, innocent, devoidf oghurt, and… had the potential to become strong. Red turned towards his master Cavores, 'It's still relatively human. The Doctor didn't alter as much as he has on the others. It will become strong if we work with it, although the current stitches need to heal. This must have been the poor girl the ax murder off-ed. Talmers ate him two days ago.' He set the creature down on her feet, 'It's impressive the Doctor can reconstruct her in such a short period of time.'

"It's definitely a girl then?' The Master asked.

Red nodded quietly, 'Sixteen-years-old, judging from the way she stands and holds her hands, she was a mechanic.'

"Your intelligence never ceases to amaze me, Red." Said a cool female voice.

'Alyssa!' the monsters of judgment said all bowing on bended knee.

"Rise." Cooed Alyssa with smile, "You all have been good today." She giggled. The little girl walked through the midst of them to the woman before them. She raised her hand the darkness rose with it. It consumed the woman, clothing her, and releasing her onto the ground, "It was only a matter of time before you came back."

'Milady?' asked Red.

Alyssa turned at looked at her friends, "You are real beings. You don't just exist in my world, but I provide a place for you to hide." She chuckled, "Did you really think that your creation from the human slut wouldn't be noticed Elicion?" she asked turning to the Master.

'No. ' responded the Grey pyramid head, 'I followed your idea to hide the innocent far from this world.'

Alyssa walked over to him, "I know," she stopped and looked over her shoulder, "But your child has returned. Did you not know it was yours?"

'I did not.' The Master replied, 'She looks nothing like the female you gave to me.'

Alyssa nodded and turned to the girl, "Of course not. She lives in the darkness. She was never adopted by the outside world. Raised by the man who taught her skills, she knows nothing of love or kindness." Alyssa sighed, "She possesses to many of your abilities. Particularly your soul reading."

Slowly the girl sat up pushing her long hair out of her face till she realized she was facing Alyssa.

"What's your name?" asked the little girl.

She blinked several times, and then said, "Damien. My name is Damien." She responded in a confused tone.

"Who gave you the name?" Alyssa smiled sweetly.

He placed a hand against her forehead, "My… father." She said blankly.

"Who is your Father?" Demanded Alyssa.

Damien lifted her hand off of her head and slowly pointed the Master.

"Very good." Said a pleased Alyssa, "Where do you live?"

"I don't know."

"Who are your friends?"

"I don't know."

"Who raised you?" Alyssa was practically beaming.

"I don't know…"

Alyssa drew close to her ear and said, "Where are you from?"

"Silent Hill."