~~~Hey Guys! Cheyenne here! :) SO I haven't written a fan fiction in quite some time! So go easy on me haha I'm a tad bit rusty. This one is yet another one dedicated to PyramidHeadxJames.
Disclaimer: Silent Hill & it's characters belong to someone other than I
Chapter One: Hotel Encounters
You know that moment. The moment you see or feel a glimpse of terror and it feels like your heart skips a beat. Like hell just froze over and then all of a sudden your heart starts pumping into over drive, like its trying to beat out of you rib cage? Well my name's James Sunderland and this is my feeling right now and this is my story of horror.
I stayed crouched down hidden in the filthy closet of some random Silent Hill hotel watching the monster in front of me. What was he? What was this shredded he beast of a thing? Slowly leaning forward I opened the closet door a bit more allowing me to see out of the crack. I had seen this thing before... Looking at it so close I could feel vomit rise in my throat. Pyramid Head. He was 6'10", jacked up on monsteroids, covered in blood, scars, and has a huge metal...well I guess...Pyramid? On his head? Fuck my life! Pyramid Head stood in the doorway of the little hotel room. I could feel him skimming for something...but what?! His ass didn't see me go in the closet. I know it didn't because he walked in 4 minutes ago and I have been sitting in here for at least 30 minutes! (Sometimes you just need to hide from the monsters of the world). Focus James! Focus! I watched as the creature turned around and walked out the door dragging his giant sword behind him. I left out a sigh of relief. Safe.
As slowly and quietly as I could I stood up.My muscles hurt from being crouched down for so long in such a small space. Feeling grateful to finally be able to stand up I stretched and rubbed my muscles a bit. I guess it's time to get out of this place and try to find Mary. She said she's at the lake. I got to go to the lake as soon as possible! Feeling a little bit hopeful but with a heavy heart I stepped out of the closet. Walking out of the room and down the grungy hall way I felt something was more off than usual. Bad vibes. Cautiously I continued walking trying prevent the floor boards from creaking as much as possible. When all of a sudden BAM! A bedroom door shattered open as a creature flew out of it and smashed into the wall smearing blood down the wallpaper as it slid. It looked to be legs on top of a pair of legs? What the fuck is that thing? It continued to twitch as the last remnants of its life escaped the grotesque vessel. I started to back away but I couldn't look away. I knew what ever had done that to the monster in front of me was going to come walking out of that door any second to watch his handy work. Something in my gut was telling me it was going to be The Executioner. Getting my legs to finally move at a fast speed I turned around and ran planning to find the stairway which was going to be the last door on the left at the end of the hall. Taking a last minute glimpse before I escaped I turned around to see the giant monster standing where I used to be with his giant sword by his side. It feels like he's looking into me.