SILENT HILL IS OWNED BY KONAMI!

I came up with this idea last night... I swear I've seen or read something like this before, kind of... But I can't really put my... Whatever. That didn't have yaoi I'm sure... XD

It's AU-ish, meaning Alternative Universe... As in, it doesn't really have to do with the game, but Walter's still a killer, and I might keep the 21 sacrements plot...

BEFORE YOU START READING THE STORY, READ THIS WARNING FIRST!: THIS STORY CONTAINS THE FOLLOWING-

Humiliation, Bondage, YAOI, meaning BOY X BOY SEX, Character death, meaning blood, (but if that bothers you, then uh...) possibly sex toys, AU, AND Sadism!

IF ANY OF THAT BOTHERS YOU, THOUGH CUT AND PROBABLY NOT AS BRUTAL THAN IT SOUNDS, DO NOT READ THIS FIC!

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Walter Sullivan, his neck woundless and clean from blood, although nothing happened in prison, was walking home thinking about how he was going to kill his twelfth victim.

He wasn't inspecting anything else to happen... Not. At. All...

"Help, somebody! I'm being crushed to death! I'm a very wealthy man! I can get you anything! Just... Please!" Walter noticed the man and smiled a little. He was being crushed by a tree that fell ontop of him. He could hear a chainsaw in the distance, and assumed that the owner of it couldn't hear.

"It looks like you were in the wrong place at the wrong time." He could just... No, what fun would that be? Besides, this old man was offering anything. Walter pushed the tree out of the way with a grunt before the man was free enough to get out with a simple pull.

"Do you need help getting back home? Or a hospital?"

"...Maybe a little... I don't need to go to the hospital for this..." So the old man was a stubborn one, but how stubborn can you be when your spine possibly broke?

When they made it to the house, the first thing Walter noticed was the guy out front tending a flower garden. Cute face, brown hair, thin body... His smile grew from ear to ear at this sight.

"Oh!" He spoke. "Welcome ba- what the hell happened?"

"Henry... I was under a tree, and this man saved me..." So his name was Henry, huh?

"Oh thank god he was there!" Henry seemed so worried about this man. He won't be by tomorrow, though...

"Oh, that's right. I promised you something in return for saving my life... What would you like? You may check inside, or perhaps you would prefer money..."

"I already found what I want..." He pointed at Henry, who's eyes widen in surprise.

"You... Want the flowers?" Henry guessed, hoping with all of his might.

"No, Henry... I want you."

"W-what?" Henry screamed. Walter's smirk grew a little longer.

"I don't own him, or anything! He just comes by to help me out!'

"You said anything, right? Or... Do you want to die?" He pulled out a handgun to prove his point. Speaking of which, he pointed it towards the man. "What's it gonna be?"

"Um... I..." He put his hands up for Walter to see his palms. "I-I guess... Ask him... Maybe...?"

"Okay, then..." He now had the gun aimed for Henry's head. "What do you say? Or do I have to kill you both?"

"Who the hell are you?"

"...I'm Walter Sullivan."

Henry thought he heard that name before... But where? "I-I'll go with you... Not like I have much of a choice anyway..."

"Then come to me." Henry complied. Walter snatched his wrist and dragged his new... "Toy" away. "Thank you for Henry." He chuckled quietly.

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I don't really know about the prolouge... BUT IT'LL GET BETTER! PROMISE!