A/N
This is (surprisingly) my first story involving Silent Hill in any way, and my first real crossover. It is still in the making, and probably will be for a long time. I plan to make this a very long story. I really hope everyone likes it, I'm proud of it, although not so much with this prologue.
Please review and tell me if you see any issues with this. Thanks! :3 This site seems to like to butcher up the text, and randomly delete punctuation. I must've spent at least twenty minutes fixing up this small bit of prologue.
Trust me, it gets better. Much better. ;D
Warnings: Violence! There's blood and gore, and it might be considered scary. It IS Silent Hill, after all. And Bakura. Also, very, very slight adult themes, not appropraite for little kiddies because of the violence, but mostly pretty okay for most ages.
Disclaimer: I do not own Bakura, Yuna or Silent Hill. I do, however, own this story.
Prologue
She trusted him. And why wouldn't she? There was no reason not to, really. There was no one else here but him and herself. No one else to trust, no one else to talk to. Without him she would be alone in this town - no - this hell. Because that s exactly what this was. Hell. He was frightening, yes. Unnerving, yes. But he was her only shelter, even though he seemed to enjoy the horror of this hell they were in, he was all she had, and she would make what she could of it.
She had first met him outside the Heaven's Night strip club. The first words out of his mouth were complaints that no one being in the abandoned town meant that there were also no strippers. It had taken a few moments for him to notice her. He had mumbled something sinister-sounding under his breath and greeted her, the look in his eyes unsettling. She didn't care. She was only glad he wasn t one of those things.
She had surged forward to embrace him. While she gripped him tightly, he'd just stood there, looking incredulously at her. When she'd realized what she was doing, she had quickly stepped back and let her arms fall to her side, flushing. "I'm sorry," She'd said, "it's just I'm so happy to see another person! I was frightened." He'd laughed. A menacing, yet seemingly good-hearted laugh. "This town tends to have that effect on people." He had told her. "It's rather amusing, actually. Well, until they die. Then it just gets funnier." She had been taken aback by this, but bit back a comment, telling herself it was just a horrible tasted joke. She'd smiled awkwardly and looked at the ground. "Is is there anyone else here, beside me and you?" She'd questioned, not looking up.
"No. Not now. There hasn t been in a while." He'd chuckled. "Just you and me." She hadn't like how he had said that. "I rather like it that way."
So she'd stayed with him. How could she leave him? He wasn't one of them. He was a human just like her. Well, maybe not just like her. But it was better than being alone. They could depend on each other in a predicament like this, right? This town wasn't right...
Silent Hill, she learned, was the name of this God-forsaken town.