A/N: Hi! So, this is my first fanfiction and...I hope you guys like it! I know this isn't much of an intro but, I don't really know what to say! Haha?

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Silent Hill innuedos just James' daughter. ;)

9 Years

It's been nine years ever since me, Blazzelle (Blayz-zelle) Penelope Shepherd-Sunderland, and my father's, encounter of the dreaded town of Silent Hill. Where, monsters from the very depths of hell come up to punish those who have committed such negative feelings and thoughts in and about their lifetimes. I, for one was just a stand by to watch my father suffer through his wrong actions through my mother, Mary Shepherd-Sunderland. I was 9 years old during the time but, knew so much of what was going on around me in reality. Me and my father, James Sunderland, have been like peanut butter and jelly ever since the tragic event. Not because of the murder, or Silent Hill, but for how we spoke our minds to eachother and learned our lessons. When all was over, Ms. Maria (now my soon to be step-mother) was revived or brought back to life before that horrid creature (Triangle Head as I used to call him) killed her when my father finally learned his guilty charges and as for my new sibling, Laura, she too was reborn into a small baby when we found her in a bundle down at the dock near a boat. Soon, we found a house in New York City and, Laura? She had grown to love from her adopted parents and me. She was now nine and I well, grew up into the 18 year-old I had to be. I have just graduated high school, second in class and moving on to New York University in a couple months to study the depratment of Journalism from my interest in writing and being a famour author of an article! Bewitched By Blaze was going to be the title of my articles! From my theme of myth and supernaturality, always my favorite.

"Blaze!" I stopped my track of thoughts when a hand went up and down in front of my face. I shook my head to look down at the little blonde girl.

"What's up, Laura?" I asked, bringing my legs up to a criss-cross-applesauce on the couch. Me and Laura were a bit bored since my dad and Maria had decided to go out and get some groceries for us. With Maria owning her own bar and dad being the owner of a weapons training stadium me and Laura were often left out.

"Do you remember anything else in Silent Hill? Like, a girl named Alessa Gillespie?"

"Hm...actually...no, I don't. All I remember was when after we left Silent Hill we got into a car crash and I lost most of the memories except when Maria was killed and the tragic murder of my real mom. Sorry, I can't even remember where or how we encountered Silent Hill," I shrugged sadly, knowing that when we finally got out of our deathtown we were head on to get into a car crash. Maria breaking an arm, dad having a bad concussion, me with amnesia, and Laura couldn't speak normal and steady literacy until the age of 5. She's still struggling now and I always have sympathy in my eyes whenever we have our sisterly times together. All of us mostly forgot about Silent Hill as years passed. No one knew anymore how to locate it either.

"Ohh...it's okay BP," She laughed as she winked at me. I jokingly nudged her from her nickname of my first and middle name.

"Yeah, but I always feel like I'm forgetting something really important there," I explained to her, leaning back onto the soft cushion, chilling.

"Well, whatever it is, I hope you remember it! It may be about Alessa!" She squealed, clapping her hands.

I smiled but, confusion hit me in the face."Wait, who is Alessa Gillespie?"

"Oh, well, she was in my dreams and she said something about Silent Hill so since you mentioned you have been there along with me before I was reborn, I was...sort of hoping you got a clue," She laughed sheepishly, scratching the back of her head. I froze right there when she said: 'Dream' and 'Silent Hill' together. I remember when we told her about Silent Hill and all the things I remembered. Let's see:

Maria got killed 3 times

My mother was murdered by my father because he loved her but, also hated her somewhere deep inside.

Laura was lost then reborn

I was nine

And...we got into an accident after that

Yep, that was mostly it! I told Laura what I remembered and my dad just refilled the same. Although, I always have this feeling he was hiding something from me, especially with the expression of discomfort and tone of worry in his voice whenever the town was spoken of.

"That's weird because I've been having dreams about that Triangle Head guy from Silent Hill too. You know? The one that killed Maria multiple times?" I scoffed out in disbelief.

"Maybe it's just our minds playing tricks on us," She chuckled humorlessly scared.

I pursed my lips, nodding, "Yeah...maybe it is! We must've been watching to many horror films!"

"Right!" She joked with me as we laughed until we heard a door open then close. Our heads pivoted to where the front foor was and my dad and Maria came trotting in with a bunch of grocery bags in their arms.

"Hey girls!" My dad greeted setting the bags onto the countertop island. Maria also dropped them onto the counter before smiling at us brightly.

"Guess what you two?" She slowly made her way to us and kneeled down onto the floor, indian style, to look up at us. My dad walked to the couch after quickly shutting the front door and sat on an armrest.

"Maria, I hope you didn't buy us a new pair of miniskirts," I groaned as she chuckled with dad, shaking her head.

"No, it's actually really simple. Too simple for my own shoppingly good," She snorted while she took out two wooden boxes. They had designs on the top with a very medivel looking 'S' font. " 'S' is for Sunderland."

I found a sort of button and pressed it. The box snapped open with a 'click' and inside, cushioned a necklace with a pendant of a heart. Mine was a ruby red color and something surprised me when I investigated the pendant. I saw, sort of, flames in them which enchanced me. "Wow...it's like there's fire in it."

"That's why it's special," My dad whispered and I glanced over at Laura who had the same necklace except hers was a baby blue diamond and seemingly enough, hers looked like it was full of, mystical, sparkly water.

"Fire really suited you since your name is Blaze and your hair is dark blood red," Maria added, sitting on the recliner.

"Thanks you guys, I love it lots," I ran to Maria and gave her a hug which she returned back then I went to my dad, him giving me a tight bear hug. Laura stood up like a girl on Chistmas morning.

"Thank you too! I love it so very much!"

"Mary gave it to James," Maria smiled and all went quiet. My dad just was looking at one direction, emotionless. Laura was just awkward and quiet, knowing the tension right now. Me, I was biting my lip to hide the tears threatening to spill from my eyes. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to blurt it out! I just knew you guys were going to ask me where we got it."

"No, no, it's okay, it's been nearly 12 years already," I assured her, sitting back onto the couch with Laura following the same. She still had an unsure look plastered on her face, but shook her head smiling.

"What about this, we take a nice camping trip next week?" She suggested, smirking at all three of us.

"I think that would be a great idea! The shop is being renovated and maybe you could ask Marty to take business next week for 'Twisted Point'?" My dad asked Maria. Marty was Maria's good business partner and he was always awaiting to be 'club owner of the day' for a very long time for Twisted Point (Maria's club).

"Excellent work my dear future husband," She purred seductively. I covered Laura's eyes and I turned away as they went all smoochity-smooch. After a couple 30 seconds, I got bored.

"Yo! No PDA in front of a child!" I scolded loudly, effectively making them cinge back from eachother.

"Sorry honey," My dad embarrassingly exclaimed, turning red and looking away.

"Don't worry there's a lot of time tonight," Maria murmured, tangling her fingers into my dad's hair.

"Maria!" I whined, shaking my head. After a couple minutes of...more groping and planning, Maria and my dad went to the kitchen to put away the groceries.

"Uh, Blaze?" I heard Laura ask confusingly.

"Yes, Laura?"

"Can you get your hands off my eyes?" She laughed and I quickly seperated the two body parts. Am I zoning off to much today?

"Sorry Laura, just zoning off a lot today," I huffed out as I walked out at our balcony just past out giant, glass french doors. I earned a good view of the city and the dark sky. We were able to get an area with barely any traffic but, still seeable to the city around us. Our house was beautiful, beach-house-like villa that was very, very expensive but, I liked it. It had that special touch to it that people get when they get relationships to their houses.

So, we were leaving next Monday and heading down to West Virginia. We are traveling for 7 and a half hours so I am going to be freaking bored. There was a lot of wilderness down there, with this gorgeous waterfall. My dad told me there was a campsite not to far from there which was our destination. I sure hope we didn't get in trouble from the police since my dad is a criminal of murder and this little family was the only reason why my dad isn't in jail.

It's top secret.

No one else knows and no one will ever know it was my dad unless one of us has a talk dysfunction and blurt it out. I sighed, knowing this lie wasn't permanent and someday the world will find out. I just hope my dad will be okay since he's all I got from my past family. I glanced up at the sky and looked for the brightest one.

"Hey mom, I hope you're doing fine up there," I smiled as the star shined brighter for a second. I shrugged, pacing around, "Well, everything's been good and steady around here. We're actually going on a real family camping trip! Can you believe that? It's been 2 years since we've done something like that. I really hope you'll keep us safe during our trip and please keep dad safe. I'm...sorry, about what happened 12 years ago, I'm sorry I wasn't there to at least talk to daddy about it. It's all my fault you're gone but, I know wherever I am, you'll always be watching over me, right?"

A wind blew past me and the star shined once. I had just noticed a wet feeling down my cheeks, touching it to see I was crying. After 12 years, I was still upset but, happy at the same time. My mom always told me, once someone dies, always look for the brightest star out at the night, knowing that's your most precious loved one. Everyone has their own brightest star to talk to, my dad and me share this one though.

"I know she'll be watching over us," I heard a voice from behind me. I whipped around to see my dad with a wary face. He came over beside me, putting an arm over my shoulder then looking up at the sky, "Happy birthday, Mary."

"Happy birthday, mommy," I whimpered at the radiant speck. I got the rose petals out and the wind blew, causing them to float away to the high sky of the night. It was like this every year, that we would remember my mom for all the great she has.

"We love you," My dad said with a crack. I glanced up and saw he was on the verge of tears as I hugged him close. Sure, it was a sad moment but, moments like this are meant to be tied to your heart no matter what.

"I can't believe it! We're finally going camping tonight!" Laura excitedly yelled as we were busy packing. She was in my room researching the campground, "Huh?"

"What's wrong Laura?" I put my pistol down on my bed, which I was cleaning, and skipped over to her at my desktop.

"This campground has been empty for the last 4 years," She pointed to a news article which read 'Camp Gone Crows'.

"Here let me see," I nudged her to move over a little so I could sit on one side.

Camp Gone Crows

West Virginia Campground has been one of the most tediously, amazing vacation to visit in your lifetime. But, apparently, this ground has been going through an ocean of vacancy for the last 4 years. Many have spoken that campers have gone missing and have never been seen again during their stay. With that, rumor spreads out causing WVC a loss at campers from fear of happening in the same way to them. So to those who are thinking about a trip to WVC think again or bring a weapon. It also seems that crows have manifested the area and have been flying through the sky when campers came to near to their territories. So watch out for those too, we wouldn't want anyone else getting hurt, do we? So, this is Virginia Journals with all your news.

~James, Carrol

What. The. Hell.

"Maria!" I called through my trance at the computer screen. She came rushing in, backpacks in her arms.

"What's wrong! Where's the fire?" She exasperated, dropping the bags.

"Momma there's something wrong with the campsite we're going to," Laura said, pointing to the screen full of newspaper articles and pictures of what looks like a ghost town. Maria bent down to look at my little sister's research.

"I bet that's just some hum-bug, nothing to be worried about," She scoffed, shrugging them off and starting to pick up the backpacks she dropped along the way.

"But Maria!" I complained, standing up and stepping a foot towards her.

"Okay, what if we still go camping but, in a different area. How about Pennsylvania?" She thought as me and Laura nodded rapidly. "Then that's settled. James!"

"What is it?" My dad walked in, sweat beading down his head.

"Um, change of plans daddy, we're camping in Pennsylvania," Laura went up to him and he picked her up.

"Is that so?"

"Yeah, just so...we could be closer to New York once we get back," I lied, smiling sheepishly.

"Uhh, hehe, Maria can I talk to you for a minute?" My dad set Laura down on her feet and walked out at the hallway. Maria sighed, setting the backpacks once again on the floor then following my dad.

"I wonder what their talking about," I whispered to the small blonde beside me.

"I dunno," She mumbled, shrugging then looking away. I rolled my eyes, picking up my pistol and shoving it into my camping bag. Let's see:

Pocket knife, pistol, gloves, a rope, bandages, extra clothes, water bottles, radio, hair ties (for Laura), a notepad and a pen, sunglasses, a small bottle of rubbing alcohol, phone and some snacks.

I turned and noticed I was alone. Hmm, Laura must've went to go pack. I propped my heavily equiped backpack beside the door to my room then closing it to change. I took a shower this morning so, I had a tangle in my hair as the day progressed. After I had war with my hair, I browsed throught my dresser. I finally found what to wear on this 1 week trip. I sported some black camo pants, a white tank top, my pair of high tops, and a black, camo jean jacket to match my pants. I pulled my blood red hair up into a high ponytail and just smacked on some eyeliner coatings around my eyes making my brown (almost red) eyes look catish. I just finished it off with some cherry lipbalm to add a bit of color to my lips.

I headed towards to my tall mirror to look myself over. I was an exact twin replica of my mother and also, Maria except with long red hair. My skin was a light, pale olive color that was pierced with bloody brown eyes that hilighted my face. A monroe piercing was dabbed onto my left side above the lips. I stood at 6'0 ft. which was taller than Maria and my mom and was normal weighted. I had curves, but, not blowfish curves just some normal ones to fit my small body. My hair ended midway down my back and sharp long bangs shaped my ovalic-heart shaped face. Like I said, I looked exactly like my mom, but had my father's personality. I ended my overlook to quickly grab my red elastic bracelet that said 'Fire Fierce' on it and my triangle locket that my mom gave, engraved on it was a red rose with a picture of me as a baby, my mom, and my dad in it. I slipped the jewelry on and trotted out of my room, grabbing my backpack before jumping downstairs. I bit my lip as I looked at the clock.

'5:00 p.m'

We were traveling tonight so we could get a head start tomorrow morning. "Hey, honey."

My head pivoted to the side to see a head of blonde. "Hey dad! You guys packed and ready?"

"Yep!" He agreed, taking the two camping bags in his hands outside to the trunk of his pick-up. My dad had decided to wear some dark, blue jeans, a button up shirt with the sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and he on his back was like a sword holder?

"D-dad? What is that thing on your back?" I asked, pointing at the giant item.

"Oh! Well, when we were back in Silent Hill, I guess I was able to take it from that thing that killed Maria," He explained to me as I tried to remember something but, failed.

I breathed out heavily, "Still can't remember anything that clear, dad!"

"Don't worry, some things are better left to stay unknown," He patted my back while I scoffed in disbelief.

"But I hate the unknown! I'm a curious person!" I pointed out, and he just sighed, shaking his head then finally taking flight to put the bags in the car. Maria came trotting downstairs dressed in a jean skirt, some black leggings, one-shoulder black shirt, a jacket, and some 2 inch high heeled boots. At least the heel was large and think, not her stripper ones. Behind her was my little sister Laura. Somehow, I remember me aboslutely loathing Laura back in Silent Hill when she tortured me and my dad but, I just let by gones, be by gones.

I remember her yelling at me and my dad for saying how we didn't love my mother. I was about to argue back but, my dad's hand stopped me when he covered my mouth. After that, she implanted her little foot on my dad's hand then kicking our fatal key to the side. Then she just kept running like the little brat she was from us. We finally got to her in a hospital room and she decided to make me want to kill her, pull the blondie's hair out, and make sure she couldn't see in the other eye by locking me and my dear, horrfied father in a devil's cage full of hanging monsters. Calling my father fartface! The nerve of that girl!

At least I'm starting to remember a bit of Silent Hill. Man, after that thought, Laura was a bitch back then! Oh well, we raised her differently this time. She remembers what happened when we told and she knew James was a murder and pormised to keep it a secret. She apologized to us when she remembered what she had done that nearly killed us. Laura though was wearing an overalls dress, the blue one, with a brown t-shirt underneath. She sported her brown boots, and she had a her hair down in braided pigtails with a fisherman's hat on her head. My dad came stomping in through the front door, clapping his hands together and rubbing them.

"Who's ready?"

"Ready!" Maria chanted, raising her hand.

"Ready!" Laura cheered normally, also raising her hand like our future step-mother.

"Always ready," I said with confidence, crossing my arms. My dad smirked at me, then at the others.

"Let's go then!"

We raced out of the house and into the car. My dad started the car, backing out of the driveway and started speeding down the highways. I leaned my head on the window, looking out at the city lights and thinking what has awaited for us on this trip. I decided to play with the PSP but, me and Laura had both taken ahold of it on each side. "Uhh...Laura? Haha, I think I got it first."

"You're so funny Blaze! But, I think I got it first!" She laughed sarcastically, tugging the PSP to her.

"No, I got it first!" I pulled the PSP, strong enough to drag her closer to me.

"No, I did!"

"I did!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!

"Did not!

"Did too!"

"Enough!" Maria screeched, clearly annoyed by me and Laura's theatrics.

"Yes ma'am," Me and Laura stated at the same time in fear. She smiled snobbily then turned to go back to her doings. I had my childish moments but, other than that I was always known to be the most mature in the family.

I heard sniffling and saw Laura had tears running down her face. I knew she always hated getting in trouble. I sighed, leaning over to her to gently place the PSP on her lap, "Here Little L."

"Really?" She asked in a small voice through her tears. I nodded, leaning back up and seeing Maria with an adoring look at at me. "You're the best big sister ever!"

"You're the best little sister ever!" I squealed, pinching her cheeks. 30 minutes or so passed, soon we were out of the city and driving down a road surrounded by pitch black woods. "I'm bored! Let's sing a song!"

I gasped at an idea, slipping out my Taylor Swift CD from one of the back pouches of the front seat. I handed it over to Maria, and she slipped it into the player. The first song came on which was 'Fearless', my favorite and started to sing along.

"There's something 'bout the way,

The street looks when it's just rained,

there's a glow on the pavement.

You walk me to your car and you know I wanna ask you dance right there,

In the middle of the parking lot, yeah..

We're driving down the road,

I wonder if you know,

I'm trying so hard not to get caught up now,

but your just so cool, run your hands through your hair,

Absent-mindedly making me want you!

'Cause I don't know how it, get's better than this,

You take my hand and drag me headfirst.

Fearless.

And I don't why, but, with you I'd dance in a storm, in my best dress.

Fearless.

So baby drive slow, till' we run out of road,

In this one horse town, I wanna stay right here,

In this passenger seat, you put eyes on me.

In this moment now capture it, remember it!

'Cause I don't know how it, get's better than this,

You take my hand and drag me headfirst.

Fearless.

And I don't know why, but, with you I'd dance in a storm, in my best dress.

Fearless.

Well you stood there with me at my doorway,

My hands shake, I'm not usually this way,

But, you pull me in and I'm a little more brave.

It's the first kiss, it's flawless, really something.

It's fearless.

Oh, oh, oh, yeah.

'Cause I don't know how it, get's better this,

You take my hand and drag headfirst.

Fearless.

And I don't why, but, with you I'd dance in a storm, in my best dress.

Fearless.

'Cause I don't know how it, get's better than this,

You take my hand and drag me headfirst.

Fearless.

And I don't why, but, with you I'd dance in a storm, in my best dress.

Fearless.

Oh, whoa, oh, oh yeah..."

I heard a round of applause from my family members, my dad stopping short to put his hands back on the steering wheel.

"That was great honey!" Maria complimented, Laura giving me thumbs up.

"Thanks you guys but, that was nothing," I waved a hand, shrugging it off.

"That was not 'nothing'! Not only are you a good writer but, an awesome singer BP!" Laura disagreed. I laughed, laying back into the soft leather of the GT Mustang. My eyes drooping into a nap.

Back In Silent Hill

Pyramid Head had noticed his body start ressurecting back to it's muscular pieces, only now he didn't sport his white, bloody apron. He only wore down a smock just hanging off his waistline. His helmet had formed into a real, triangular, pyramid unlike his old red basin kind. He earned his new knife, only a bit smaller than his memoried Great Knife and the spear he had used after he found out the fleshling, James, stole it. The name angered him more than ever, even lust had flooded into his system. He knew Silent Hill is intercepting James so he was reincarnated to punish him more. When he was fully brought back, the memories of what happened 9 years ago to him. Dumb bastard made him commit suicide. With anger, Pyramid Head rammed his giant blade down on the floor, resulting it to fall in debris in front of him. He was just right outside of Blue Creek Apartments and it seems he was in the nightmare world. He took a step foward, only to feel something being crushed under his foot. It seemed like an...old, burnt up rose. Then it snapped into his mind of one little girl.

He remembered everything so visualizingly. It's been 9 years already, he wonders how she is now. He could already make out a beautiful, fully developed woman with striking blood red hair. The fiery eyes of scarlet brown burning into him. She must've been 18 by now, if she had made it out of Silent Hill.

Although, one thing was holding Pyramid Head back from accepting the little girl.

Her father.

Sunderland's

My eyes flashed open when I heard the screeching and squealing of tires. My surroundings went so fast, as if it wasn't impossible! First, I saw Laura crying and screaming along with Maria. The outside world through the window was spinning around the car. My dad was trying so hard to twist the steering wheel to it's right direction but, looked like he wasn't making any difference.

"What's happening?" My voice seemed like it was in slow motion just like how everything was in my mind. No one replied but, all I felt was the car tipping in the front rigth corner. Maria and my dad covered themselves with their arms when the car suddenly crashed onto something making the windshield break into shards. I don't know how but, the car tipped foward, landing on it's roof, my head smacking onto something painfully not soft. Then knives hit my arm, from my window shattering from the impact. The whole car was now on it's roof, and that's when my vision was normal. The first thing I noticed was some warm dripping down my head. It seemed my head got cracked from the window that was laying on the ground into tiny pieces beside me. I was upside down on my seat (good thing for seatbelts!) and so was Laura who was unconscious. My voice croaked in pain and fear as I reached out a hand to shake her gently, "L-Laura?"

"Mmm...Blaze?" She groaned out in pain, her eyes groggily opening.

"Are you okay?" I asked, when my tone finally lightened up. She had cuts on her face but, everything else seemed normal.

"Yeah..wait, how's..." Her head bent down to Maria and my dad were gratefully, starting to wake from their state.

"Oh my god! Is everyone okay?" My dad exclaimed, looking around.

"Yeah, just a couple bruises and cuts," Maria assured, fiddling with her seatbelt lock. She unlocked herself, and carefully tried to fall crawl down before pushing her door open then heading out. We all followed in suit but, me and my dad ended up falling on our heads when we unlocked out seatbelts. Great! A crack for a crack! I struggled a little until I finally was able to get out into the big...dark world?

"Okay, can someone explain to me what the hell just happened?" I asked, breaking the trunk door from it's hinges from pulling to hard on it.

"We saw a young girl standing in the middle of the road and your dad swerved a little to far to the right to avoid hitting the girl, making us run off the road and here?" Maria questioned, looking around.

"Wait, this doesn't look like the area to Pennsylvania, there would be less trees!" My dad exasperated. I pulled out the first aid kit, and started fixing my self up along with Maria fixing Laura and herself up. My dad was the less affected so he said he could wait.

"Let me call someone," I sighed, bringing my phone out only to discover there was no signal. I stomped my foot frustangly. "Damn it."

"Calm down, Blaze, maybe there's a station nearby," My dad tried calming me down. He headed towards the car's trunk to get out 2 of the backpacks and his Great Knife bag slash uhh...holder. He swung the Great Knife bag over his shoulder, handing me and Maria the backpacks. "Let's go."

"Wait, out there?" Laura pointed out to the dark road that we crashed off.

"No! To Santa's workshop!" I sarcastically drawled and she laughed, sighing then starting to climb her way up the road. We all followed then turned left and right to see which way fate would take us. "I say we try heading back to the city."

Maria snorted, nudging me slightly, "Yeah, it's Sunday and we'll get there on...Thursday."

"It was a thought," I retorted, tugging my backpack up my shoulder then stomping to the direction the car was suppose to be heading towards.

"Ugh! It's been 2 hours!" Laura whined, and I held a hand up, silencing her.

"Look! A gas station!" I ran towards the station but suddenly, it was pitch black around me.

My family was screaming, trying to reach eachother. I felt 3 other pairs of hands on me and I grabbed all 3 closely.

"What's happening!" My dad whispered, as I felt them shaking. I couldn't see anything, it felt as if my eyes were fully closed in a dark room but, I was wide awake in life.

"I-I don't know," Maria whimpered, pulling me closer.

"I'm scared," Laura was tearing up when her voice cracked. I was just breathing heavily, waiting for my enviroment to have any speck of light. The climate got suddenly icy cold, and humid at the same time, the smell surrounding me was the smell of blood and rotting flesh. Then I heard something that shook my whole spine in terror.

A siren.

Not only that, a siren of my lost memories that were rearranging back now.

The Silent Hill siren.

A/N: Well, there you guys go! I hope you guys like this story! I will work very hard on it, I promise. Blaze as she said is an exact look alike of her mother just taller, more redhead, and a bit more teenager-ish looking girl like Heather/Cheryl.