A/N: I wanted to do a prologue, just tell me what you think.

Disclaimer: I don't own Silent Hill!


When it came to suicide, she was stubborn. She knew it. The monster had taunted her often enough. Usually she handled her fear…not today. Not when she was escaping a madman's clutches.

Taking a deep breath, she slipped her fingers back against the trigger and pressed forward, one bullet to the head, eyes determinedly forward, and staring across the street. Worse, fear made her hallucinate. She thought someone stood in front of her in the street. Someone who breathed hot breath on her neck, she turned her head to the side.

The Pyramid Head stood there, fierce and furious as if staring into her soul. "You would rather face this…rather than me?" His growl was deeply low. "What do you think?" Her voice was more of a mere whisper of coldness.

Nevertheless…she would pull the trigger, letting her mind paint the assault floor. Rather then suffer from this nightmare…him. "I can't watch you die…I will make sure you are beautiful…." He breathed hard, his chest rising and falling like a man in agony. "I love you…"

He might look like the devil, but he sounded as if he cared. For a long, bitter moment, she thought she was going to release the bullet, and she was going to die. Die as she had died every night in her nightmares.

Instead he grabbed her wrist, twisting till there was a snap. The gun dropped to the floor, she didn't cry out. He dragged her into his embrace, held her fiercely.

Did he feel anything for her? About her? Besides murderous rage? Besides lust?

He consumed her, swallowing her breath, her will. His madness beckoning her on…and she kissed him back. This monster, who had shown her the darkness, had saved her from death, brought her here to this perfect place, and now he wanted her. Wanted her, because there was always a chance she'd live through the nightmares and suffer for days and nights of never ending fear…of the monster.

Welcome to Silent Hill.