Disclaimer: I do not own, in any way, Shaman King. Shaman King is owned by Hiroyuki Takei. This is only my second full fan fiction. I will not be using any OC's in this one, not until I get my "Mary Sue" problem sorted out.

Summary: Yoh, Manta, Horohoro, and Ren decide to take a little walk out on Halloween night. But what'll happen when they stumble upon a nightmare town, a place where they can't escape? (A little RenXHoro!) Silent Hill crosses over with Shaman King! Please read and review, thank you.

Chapter 1

'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house…Not a creature was stirring, not even a-

Manta quickly pressed the legible button labeled "stop" on the karaoke machine Anna had just bought not too long ago. Not only did it have fun karaoke games, but it also played regular CDs and cassettes that one could listen to. As the boy's finger pressed the button hard, he dropped beside his taller friend, legs crossed. He crossed his arms with irritancy, his eyebrow quirked in question at him. "You know it's Halloween, right? And not Christmas?" As usual, Manta tried to keep his cool. But he jumped to his feet, rage flailing like the flames of fire that danced playfully. Of course, it was natural for him to yell at Yoh; it was his default setting. "Are you crazy?!? Where did you get that silly tape, anyway? It's even in English! Yoh, what's wrong with you?" This was followed by a stamp of the foot.

The brunette, with the headphones set around his neck (and for once not on his head), chuckled lightly, with a big goofy grin. "Relax, Manta, I was just rummaging through the stuff in the attic and I merely stumbled across it. I put it in and just recently started listening to it. I had no idea whatsoever that was on it. So, chill!" His answer to his friend's unnecessary questions and freak-out session was followed by a shrug and a full laugh; the same laugh this boy would give if he were amused, or just trying to push something or other away, some sort of unwanted feeling.

"Yeah, well…" was the only response the shorter boy could give him. Shrugging too, with a sharp sigh, he sat beside him again, ignoring the urge to smack away Yoh's hand as he reached for the "play" button. He merely placed his hands over his ears and gave a sheepish laugh, sweat dripping from the side of his face.

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One by one, the lights began to flicker on with the touch of a light switch. The desolate, eerie glow had faded away as light had defeated the darkness within the room. Voices could be heard as two people walked down the hallways of the home, footsteps echoing louder with each movement. The front doors to the apartment swung open simultaneously, and standing in the doorway were the Taos Jun and Ren, dressed in their evening affair clothing.

"That was just bland and stupid," Ren mused, his thumb crossing his nose. Slowly sliding the black coat from his shoulders, he took a seat in front of the wide, flat screen television. "It disappoints me that I believed you when you said that was going to be a good movie. What nonsense! I'm never taking your advice when it comes to seeing a new movie." His hand felt around the sofa, his fingers crossing things he didn't even want to know what they were. Finally reaching a long, slender surface with pressable buttons, the television was turned on and he leaned himself against the sofa, the arm with the remote resting upon the rim.

His sister couldn't help but smile. At least he was able to go out and enjoy himself. Jun's thought of her brother being able to function properly outside of home delighted her.

Smoothing out the rough surface before she sat down next to her little brother, she took her seat squarely and crossed her arms and legs. She didn't really care what had been displayed on the television, for all she wanted was to see Ren happy. The glare of it reflected off of everything as Ren dimmed down the lights, retaking his seat next to Jun. Their eyes had met for a split second, and she could have sworn he smiled softly at her. She could have sworn. That was the first time in ages her brother had ever given the slightest bit of kindness. It wasn't usually in his character. She giggled under her breath.

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"P-Pirika… Mercy! MERCY!" Horohoro twitched and turned upon the bed of their apartment, twisted with laughter as his younger sister continuously torture-err-tickled him relentlessly. "S-stop it! STOP! I can't take it anymore." Tears of laughter began to trickle down his face, as his arms were crossed over his stomach defensively.

"Uh-uh, not until you give me back the chocolate rabbit you stole from me!" she replied with an evil grin set on her face. Her fingers jingled all over his body, from his stomach to his feet. She even dared to go underneath his arms.

"GAH!" He gently pushed her aside, still laughing slightly and trying to catch his breath. "Alright, alright. I hid it in my drawer," he said, giving up all together and setting himself up.

Pirika's face became distorted with fear and disgust. "Oh, no. Not in your… underwear drawer!"

"Pffft…" The boy suddenly fell over again, laughing even harder then when his sister had a hold on him. "Wh-whoa!" Before he could regain stableness, his body had tumbled over the bed and hit the floor. Still laughing with a tinge of pain, Horohoro gently caressed the back of his head. "No, Pirika, I was joking. It's over there by the lamp." The hand that wasn't uncomfortably pressed against a swelled body part pointed directly to the half-eaten chocolate bunny next to his bed. He had dared himself to show her, for he knew she would become undoubtedly angry that he had eaten the rabbit without her permission. He took in a deep breath, held it, then let it out when she only gave him a pat on the head and continued to eat the rest of the chocolate delight.

It took him a few moments to recuperate, sighing with relief that his little sister didn't horrendously "punish" him for what he had done. It was just a stupid chocolate rabbit anyway… right? Horohoro pondered that question, and as he reached the answer, he began to feel more afraid. He knew that if someone tried to get in between a woman and her chocolate time, they would pay dearly. They wouldn't live to see the next day!

He shook off the thought of his sister eating him alive and chuckled somewhat, still rubbing the back of his head and giving the swelling pain comfort.

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Ten minutes till midnight, Manta thought, leaning back against the table in Yoh's living room, facing the television. The screen had remained black, with no pictures being displayed. In other words, the television wasn't on. How dull, even though nothing was really on, anyway. He sighed ruefully, wondering where Yoh had gone to for the past half hour. He shrugged it off, not really giving a care. Tonight was a time for him to relax. After all, it was Hollow's Eve, the night before Halloween. Tomorrow was going to be a huge burden on his shoulder: tons of candy to give out (especially to Yoh), friends to run around with, little kids to terrorize and torture. All in a day's work, he said to himself. All of a sudden, the lights of the entire establishment began to flicker out. As the short boy pushed himself to his feet, they completely darkened. The room was pitch-black, with nothing visible. All I have to do is close my eyes for a couple of seconds, Manta reassured himself, and that's just what he did. To his delight and overall correctness, his night vision became slightly better, everything in a vision of black and melancholy gray. "Oh n-n-no…" he shuddered, as the door to the En Inn began to slowly slide open, it's hinges creaking horribly, the door getting wider and wider, and then he saw it: a shadow of someone standing in the doorway. He screamed to the top of his lungs, dashed across the living room, and slid underneath the table, his hands over his head and his body quaking.

Then, he heard a dreadful sigh. That…bastard! It was Yoh, standing in the doorway with grocery bags, his fiancée right behind him. "Whoa, it looks like the power went out," he said, rubbing the back of his head as he walked into the room.

"Hmph. I'm not surprised, what with this inn being haunted and old, and all that good stuff." Anna moved some blonde hair out of her eyes as she set the bags down next to the table where Manta was still hiding. "You can come out now, Shorty. No monsters here."

"O-okay," he responded feverishly, slowly crawling away from the protection of the table. "You guys scared the heck out of me!" He looked from Yoh to Anna, Anna to Yoh, and then his eyes stumbled upon the grocery bags that were resting next to him. A vein popped. "You guys went shopping at 11 o'clock at night? What the heck!" His fists angrily pounded roughly into the ground, everything flying into the air for a split second, then landing harshly back in place. "And you also scared the living daylights out of me, what with the electricity going out and then you just popping up out of the darkness!" Manta's voice became very shrill. That is, until Anna had smacked some sense into him.

"Calm down and breathe, 'Creampuff.' It was just us," Anna replied to all of this, picking up the distorted groceries and heading into the kitchen with her fiancée.

The smaller boy sat in the corner, his palm pressed against the hand print Anna had left upon his face, cursing her thoroughly with every intention meaningful.

That night the inn was silent and peaceful, and Manta had taken the liberty of sucking up his fear of the ghosts that had lived among Anna and Yoh to spend the night with his friend. And of course, they shared the same room, let alone the same bed. As usual Yoh was snoring ever so loudly with one of his legs outstretched overtop of his smaller friend, and the other's arms wrapped around it, snoring almost just as loud (he was too small to snore as loud as Yoh… it's amazing how the poor guy could get to sleep). Each of them would mumble something from within their dreams every now and then, their bodies scooting closer, subconsciously seeking heat.

"Mm…" Manta had then felt a warm embracing arm wrap around his body, just one. His head nuzzled deeply towards the presence that held him close, feeling Yoh's hot, comforting breath beat against his forehead. He was mutually comfortable, nudging his body against his friend's.

Chapter 1 Finished! Hoped you like, please RandR! More coming soon, promise!