I dedicate this chapter to Queen of the Pandas, with out them I would not get up the courage to publish this idea I've had for a couple of months. This may be my first fic but every sort of criticize is welcome, good or bad. Yes this will be a Henry/Alex pairing, not many of them are out there. This is toying with the idea. If OC please tell me.
South Ashfield was not his ideal place to reenter life. Alex was not too keen on moving to a town so close to hell. Yet, he did not have much of a choice. The only family he had left was not even blood related; Frank was the father of his uncle through marriage. But Frank was a good man and he offered him a place to live.
What Frank really offered was a new start at life, a life away from cults and killing. To forget the hell he lived through. Alex's ability to be calm was hard when he considered he was moving to a place that was still close to Silent Hill.
Alex pulled into a parking space in the lot and proceeded to the building. He knew he was late, but the recent weather made it hard to judge travel time. He looked up to the building and felt a sense of foreboding that was all around the building.
The recent vacancies at South Ashfield Heights made the transition a bit more appealing. Plus he was able to be accepted to South Ashfield Community College, with the help of Frank. He was starting to believe that Frank too was asking for redemption. Alex pitied Frank in away because Frank still believed that James would come back from the dead.
"How was traffic? Roads treat you well?" Frank asked in a polite ice breaker. Alex walked into Frank's apartment. Not much had changed since he was last there with his Aunt Mary.
"They were fine." Not really in the mood to talk, Alex just wanted the formalities to end and to be shown to his new home.
"I bet you want to go straight to your apartment? Don't you?
"I would prefer that."
Frank led the way up three flights. Alex did not realize that the apartment that his great-uncle would be letting him use was on the top floor.
"Not many people want to live here since the incident a year back. I am surprised your neighbor didn't move out as well." Frank was trying to get Alex to be a little more talkative, but the young man was tired and was not in the mood for ideal chat.
"I don't remember hearing about it."
"Better that you didn't. It is something that everyone in this building is trying to forget." Frank gave an awkward cough. "Ah, here we are, room 301."
Frank started to fiddle with his ring of keys, trying to find the right one. Distracting himself from the jingling, Alex noticed the door to room 302 started to open and the occupant stepped out.
A/N I will keep this up, but updates will depend on my school/work schedule.