Keiko: Hello, I've managed to brace myself for the next chapter, and I'll be just fine. Surprsingly I haven't had any nightmares from writing this. I did have a nightmare from a story called how The World Lost Its Sanity by X-Inquistive Dreams-X. Shudders, Pasta, no want.
Mixalis: You wimp (Slurps down some spaghetti) You sure you don't want some, it has tomatos.
Keiko: GAH! Did you not read the story?! (Groans) Will never think of Italy as innocent anymore (Shudders)
Mixalis: (Slurps) Fine, more for me. Oh, it seems nobody is reading this as much as Away From The Sun so I'll hang out here for a while.
Keiko: What?! You can't, we just got you back from Hawaii and then I dragged your drunk ass from Russia's place. Why do you want to stay in Silent Hill?
Mixalis: Two words. Blood and Gore.
Keiko: Mixa, that's three. Don't go, Phil on me. (Back at audience) Oh, and just letting you know, the Hetalia part of this chapter will come first, ok. It is kind of a sequence of events thing going on with Random times where Hetalia will just pop out of nowhere, ok. So, continuing the horror, chapter two of Silent hill, Reader Beware, you're in for a scare.
Mixalis: COPYRIGHT INFRINGMENT! That's from Goosebumps people, ignore her lawyers, We do not own anything here. Not Goosebumps : R. L. Stine. Not Silent Hill nor Kingdom Hearts. Neither Hetalia, just to clear it up. I worship the person who came up with this addictive little show.
Keiko: O_o?? You worship the guy who made Axis Powers: Hetalia?
Mixalis: Yes, Ivan's a great drinking buddy as is America, and Italy makes great pasta, come on, eat it. (Shoves plate in Keiko's face who immediatly turns green)
Keiko: YIPE! Get it away from me!!!! (Runs off stage)
Mixalis pulls out CD player, grinning as she pops in disc, the song 'Lets Boil Hot Water' coming on. Giggles as she hears author yell in agony.
Mixalis: (Turns smirking at audience) Thank you X-InquisitiveDreams-X you have given me a new reason to love pasta. To torture my author, Grazie! (Finishes off the pasta) Nee, nee! Italia, kudasai pasta! (Holds plate out for more pasta) I just love torturing Keiko, its so easy. And yes, I'm trying to learn Japanese, forgive me if it isn't good. Oh, most of the Hetalia shots will have a few lines in different languages, keeping to the nations being from different nationalities and having different languages. I imagine they speak a mixture of all of them but when scared out of their wits goes back to their native language or a cuss word may be in native langugae, which it will all be translated at the end of each chapter (Just a warning) Oh and the song I'm playing is very different from the orginal and I want you all to hear it so here's a link to the one I'm playing, not the original one. hehehe. Oh it won't work, just type in APH -- Let's Boil Some Pasta! (The More Demented Version) on youtube (Gets serious) You'll understand fear is all I can say. (smiles) I have the MP3! Oh thanks for betaing my story AyumiFallassion
England groans, feeling like he had just been tossed around like a rag doll, everything going blank when they neared where America had gone missing. He sits up, looking around. He sees the others, Russia, Germany, Italy, France, China, Canada and Japan lying around him, knocked out. He sees Italy sit up, yawning widely as he rasies his head, not realising what had happened. England growls, he could've sworn they were in a van, and he wasn't drunk, he knew that for sure. He kicks France, the nation groaning in aggrivation.
"Wake up, what did you do with the van you wanker?" He asks the driver.
France sits up, looking around in a daze, "Huh? What's going on? England, why the hell did you kick me Arthur?!"
England growls, "Hey, just be glad I didn't decide to rip out your beard piece by piece you twat."
"Oh no, its snowing, da?" Russia says, sitting up and looking in disappointment at the flakes around them, Germany starting to stir.
"Whoa, that was a head rush, huh Kuma..." Canada pauses, "Where's Kumajirou?!" He looks around worriedly for the white polar bear.
Italy grins, "Snow?!" He hops up, opening his mouth to taste the snow flakes.
"Huh, what are you talking about, its too warm to snow." England replies.
Italy coughs, hacking at the taste in his mouth, "Not snow, not snow." He spits out, wiping his mouth.
Germany sits up, his head swimming. His vision clears, seeing the white stuff falling around them. He gasps, his eyes going wide in fear. The nation was in hysetericks, trying to get up but failing. Cowering, shuddering, hoping the white fluff wasn't what he thought it was.
"Germany?" Italy looks at the trembling nation, "Guys, something's wrong with Ludwig."
"No, I got rid of the camps, I got rid of them. They were shut down, I didn't do it, I DIDN'T DO IT!!" He yells out, rocking back and forth.
"Aiyah, what's with the yelling, aru?" China says, sitting up in shock.
England wipes his hand, seeing the white flakes become black soot. He gulps, this was bad. Where did they end up? In hell?! Italy rushes over to Germany, comforting him, assuring him that they were still in America's land, no chance of the camps being back. Japan sits up, shaking the soot from his head. They stand up, taking in the landscape. The ground was white with soot, and a thick fog was around them, England feeling right at home with the mist. Russia looks around, still disappointed that it was snowing, not realising what it was. But he was happy that it was hot, he was about ready to shed his overcoat, the area almost being too hot for him. France groans, rubbing his side and glaring at England before turning away, not wanting to look at the guy.
England clears his throat, "Ok, we need to start looking for the van and Alfred so look around carefully, we might see clues."
France groans, not really wanting to listen to England, but he was right. He sighs and opens his eyes, gasping as he sees a limp figure, blonde hair visible on its head. "Hey. There's someone over there." He says, pointing to a figure lying on the ground.
"Is it Alfred?" England says, rushing over to the figure. The rest rush after him, curious as to who it was.
As they near the guy they realise its not America but a young teen, the hair too dirty blonde to be the nation. He is cut up all over, the black coat he was wearing looked like a weed-wacker had attacked it, shreading it. The nations rush towards him, gasping at the kid's state. He looked American in the least, his blonde hair spiked up in a ridculus style that only an American would have. He isn't moving, worrying the nations. He looked young, about 20 or less, his face cut up slightly, and his throat looking like somebody had slashed it, blood caked around the cut. They stop by him, looking down on the dirty blonde haired teen.
England gulps, noticing he's not moving, "Is he breathing?" He says quitely.
The nations hope he's alive, Canada moving around uncomfortably. France bends down, putting his hand on the kid's neck, feeling for a pulse. He shakes his head sadly, not feeling a faint beat, the boy surely dead. France closes his eyes and sighs in regret. The other nations shift uncomfortably, Russia even bowing his head. The kid looked peaceful at least, like he was sleep. The only sign of his terrible demise was a ring of blood around his neck, hinting at a strangling with a wire, possibly cutting into the jugular.
"Sacre bleu. He's dead." France says regretably, the older man standing back up.
They pause, sensing something at the same time, turning around. They spot a figure coming from the fog, a few of their cell phones seeming to emit a horrible static sound. England, Japan, China and Germany, reach into their pockets, muting the phones as the rest of the nations cover their ears. It doesn't work, the phones refusing to be silent, creeping the nations out. They ignore it as best as they could, studying the figure, it looked human. At first they think it might be America but they quickly put that thought aside as they see the twitching of the figure, and the strange anomoly of the phones affirming that. The figure was moving in an unhuman-like manner, creeping the nations out. The phones soon calm down, the figure coming closer.
China shivers, "Can we all just leave before we end up like him, aru?" He says, sensing that the creature could've killed the kid.
Italy nods, "Yeah, this place is starting to creep me out, ve."
The nations all nod and mutter in agreement, rushing away from the area, not noticing the dead kid sit up, rubbing his head. They turn the corner and stop, spotting Alfred's wrecked truck in the woods. They freeze, not expecting to find it this fast.
"Alfred..." Canada gasps out.
England dashes forward, seeing that the crash was indeed as bad as the news report had said, it looking like it had been crushed into a twisted metal, the only sign it was America's was the big America Flag on the thrown hood in the bushes. This was America's alright, England thinks, worried sick about the younger nation. England arrives at the truck, gasping in shock. The others rush forward, eager to see what England saw. They sigh in relief as the truck is empty. Canada still worried about Kumajirou.
"Where could he have gone?" Germany says, "He couldn't have gotten far with that much blood gone." He says, pointing at the steering wheel, seat and the sorrounding area, covered in blood. It looked like Alfred had lost a ton of blood, England trembling in fear for America's safety. They look around but don't see no sign of the nation, only parts of the truck here and there.
They freeze as they hear a scream of terror. "AXEL, HELP!!"
***
Silent Heart
Demyx POV
Demyx yawns, rubbing his eyes. He had just got off a mission and now Xemnas wanted him to go on another one, at 12 midnight. I don't understand the Superior sometimes, he can't make up his mind. Oh well, I guess that's why I'm going with Axel this time, though he could've waited till morning. Demyx looks at the older Nobody leading him down the hall.
Demyx sighs, "So...why are we going at 12:00 midnight, to a new world that we suddenly got signed up, last minute to go to?" Demyx asks, rubbing his eyes sleeply.
Axel sighs, scratching the back of his head, "Don't really know, but, better than standing around here all day doing nothing." He grins at the younger Nobody, Demyx yawning slightly.
Demyx stretchs, feeling horrible. If only I had had just a few more hours of sleep. Then maybe I'd be ok. Xemnas had always told him to be well rested before going to a new world to explore it, because you never know what will happen. How was Demyx supposed to listen to his advice if he gave missions like this?! This doesn't seem like Xemnas at all. This seems wrong, like a prank. And I didn't like pranks. Only Axel was allowed to prank him, because Demyx had always pranked him first.
"But..." Demyx looks up at Axel, his eyes clouded in muggy sleep, "Doesn't this all seem a little strange?"
Axel nods, "But then again, when is Mansex ever normal." He clears his throat, "Kingdom Hearts...Kingdom Hearts....KINGdom HEArts.....I swear sometimes that guy can be a broken record."
Demyx laughs, his fears calmed down for the moment, "Yeah, you're right...so, what is the world called again?"
Axel sighs, "Something about quiet landscapes or something or other...." He sighs, "How about we just go already, the faster this mission is over, the quicker I can get back to sleep."
Demyx nods eagerily, wanting to crash onto his bed back at the castle. Axel clicks his fingers and holds his hand out in front of him, a portal forming in a burst of flame. Demyx yawns, struggling to stay awake. Stupid red coats. He sighs, seeing the portal before them. He hated portals, they were always dark and creepy and scared the poor guy to death. Axel, however practically lived there, enjoying traveling from world to world. The only World Demyx liked was Atlantica, were he could sing and goof off without Xemnas knowing. Demyx takes a deep breath and follows Axel into the portal. He shivers as the darkness touches him, not even the coat, which protects them all from the darkness, could keep the chill from freezing him to the core. Of course it has to be colder than Vexen's lab in here, it always is! He grabs onto Axel's arm, his fire element keeping him naturally warm. Axel sighs and puts his arm over Demyx's shoulder, keeping him close to his side. I hope its warm where we're heading. Demyx thinks as Axel walks him through the Between and Betwix.
Axel stops, "This is where Vexen said the new world was, so hold on." Axel snaps his fingers, a portal forming again.
Wait a minute, Vexen? I thought Xemnas assigned us? The portal doesn't form right though. Its still erupts in a burts of fire, like normal but...Its looks like and entrance to hell, the edges still on fire rather than turning back to normal. The fire causes the portal to erdoe a little, the blackness falling down like ash. Oh no! That can't be good. Demyx realises its a trap before Axel does, getting ready to yell for him to stop. Before Demyx can even open his mouth, bared wire shoots out at him and Axel, attacking them. Demyx yelps, struggling against the wire, it wrapping around his arms. He can feel the wire tightening around him, the pain of it cutting into him making him yell in pain. He feels the wire wrap around his legs, tripping him to the ground, the wire dragging him towards the demonic portal. He watches as Axel is struggling against the barbed wire himself, not seeing Demyx.
"AXEL!! Close the portal, CLOSE IT!!!" Demyx yells, kicking at the wire, trying to get loose.
Axel struggles to fight against the bared wire coming after him, "Demyx!!"
Demyx looks back at the portal, looking like the entrance to hell. I've got to get out of here, before I DIE! Demyx yells in terror as he disappears into the portal, seeing a sea of wire moving around him. He summons up water, trying to dose the flames, the heat too much for the Nobody. How he wished for the cold portal again, basically soffacating in this hell hole. He almost frees himself when the barbed wire tightens around his throat, cutting off his air. NO! Keep your hands to the level of your eyes, get your arms untangled! Demyx struggles, black spots appearing before his eyes. The water disappearing as he looses his concentration. He looks up and freezes. Above him is a little girl, looking down on him creepily. She is grinning evilly, creeping the young guy out. His struggling is starting to slow, the lack of sleep and air slowing him down. The barbed wire is cutting into his throat, the warm liquid trickling down Demyx's back and chest, No, I can't lose blood, I'll die, stop cutting...need...air...let me..go. She puts her hand under his chin, letting him look her in the face.
"Welcome to my domain." She says, before Demyx blacks out.
***
Demyx stirs as he hears voices but doesn't move.
"Is he breathing?" The first voice asks, a british accent to it.
Demyx feels a hand press against his neck, a sigh of disapointment.
"Sacre blue. He's dead." A french accent says, sadden.
Suddenly all the voices go quiet, seeming to see something. A shirl noise startling Demyx but he's still too hurt to move or even yelp, unsure as to if he was alive.
"Can we just leave before we end up like him, aru?" Another person yells.
"Yeah, this place is creeping me out, ve." A small voice says.
He hears the group rush away, boots pounding on the pavement. He starts to move as he hears the footsteps fading into the distance. Demyx groans as he wakes fully up, his body feeling as though he had been through a patch of thorns. He sits up, rubbing his head as he opens his eyes. Who were those voices? The area around him is strange and unfamilar, no sign of the ghostly voices he heard. It must've been a dream. The area is completely encased in a thick fog. He spots dozens of white flakes falling from the sky, covering the area in a white powder. Demyx looks in surprise. He raises his hand to his throat and yelps, feeling the cut in his throat. He looks at his hand, seeing the red blood on his glove. A flash back of the event comes back, shuddering as he remembers the creepy little girl looking at him as he was being slowly killed. That was no dream. He looks back at the snow, looking at it as if it was something that would attack him. He takes off his gloves, throwing the blood stained things on the ground.
"Snow? But...its too warm for snow." He wipes a white flake off his face, only to spot his hand has turned black.
"What kind of snow turns from white to black?" He gasps, "Soot? Has Axel been burning stuff again?" He stands up, dusting off his coat.
He looks in shock at the number of slashes through the material, the cloak basically in shreads. He sighs, Marly's going to kill me, this is the thirteenth coat I've got destroyed. He looks down the street and sees someone walking towards him, looking like it was injuried, who ever it was. Demyx looks at the figure, trying to figure out who it was.
"Is that Axel?!" He says worriedly, "I'm coming Axel!" He calls, running towards the person.
He runs down the empty street, coming closer and closer to the figure. He slows down as he gets within seeing distance, looking closely at it. He gasps in horror, backing up. The creature resembled a human but didn't have any arms, its skin a sickly grey. In the middle where its heart was suppose to be there was a black ooze bubbling inside it. The thing didn't even have a face! Demyx gulps and puts his hood over his head, paralyzed with fear at the creature approaching him. The thing starts to hiss, thrashing its head around as it nears the Nobody. Demyx snaps out of his shock and turns around, running away from the thing that's after him.
"AXEL, HELP!!" he yells, stumbling as he turns a corner, the thing just a few feet from him, his hood flying off.
The thing spews the tar-like ooze at Demyx, Demyx yelping as the stuff starts eating through the bottom of his coat. He stomps on the coat quickly before turning to run down the street. He spots two women a few feet from him and he dashes towards them, the creature after him. Fear was coursing through him as he spotted the cop, Cop, she can help me! Cops are always good for that kind of stuff! The woman in a uniform pulls out a gun, pointing it at Demyx, Demyx stops, not knowing where to go, throwing his hands up in surrender. I'm the one under arrest now?! What did I do?!
"Get behind me, kid!" She yells, nodding her head behind her.
Demyx nods and ducks behind her, she raises her gun at the thing, "Stop where you are!" The cop yells at the creature.
"Oh my god..." The woman with her hands behind her back gasps out as the creature comes towards them, it moving in a twitching manner.
Demyx sees the ooze start to boil, "Watch out!" He yells as the tar spews out again, hitting the cop.
The cop groans, taking off her helmet and flinging it on the ground, revealing dirty blonde hair underneath. Shooting at the creature, hitting it numerous time, pissed off that the thing had destroyed her helmet. The creature falls down dead, twitching slightly before being peppered with more lead. Demyx notices the other woman who was handcuffed, take off running, getting away from the area. Demyx sighs, She's crazy, I'm staying with Miss Cool Cop.
The cop growls, "Hey! Get back here!" She yells at the disappearing form of the woman. She groans and also tosses off her coat, black stuff rising from it, like shards of nothingness. Looks like its fading away like a Nobody....if that thing had hit me, I would've look like THAT!
Demyx looks up on the mountain, behind the junk yard and gasps, "Um, Cool Cop, we have problems..." He points at the hundreds of creatures heading towards them, the same creatures as the one she just killed.
She looks at the creatures, looking in shock, "Oh shit." She looks at Demyx, "Kid, can you fight?"
Demyx nods, "I can try." He holds his hand up, concentrating on the water in the air. Nothing happens.
The woman looks in wonder, "What are you trying to do?"
Demyx sighs, "My powers won't work..." He mumbles.
She looks curiously, "What?"
Demyx looks up, "I don't have a weapon." he says, his voice rising in panic.
She looks at the small army approaching her and Demyx, "Here." She tosses him a gun.
Demyx stares at the weapon, "What am I supposed to do with THIS?!" He squeals out, his voice becoming a higher octave than it already is.
"You don't know how to fire a gun?!" She yells.
Demyx shakes his head, "No."
She sighs, "Give me the gun, and find something you can use!"
He throws it at her, she catches it in her left hand easily and faces the creatures, a stern look on her face. Demyx looks around in a panic, he was weaponless and they were about to be sorrounded by dozens of tar spitting disfigured creatures. He spots a long lead pipe and grabs it up, holding it in front of him like a training sword. Xemnas had at one point tried to teach sword fighting to him but he had always been afraid of the sharped edged weapon, believeing it would cut him. Attack swiftly and then jump back, be as fluid as water, adjust to the situation...I can't DO THIS! That is not heartless or a Keybladers, I can't do this. Where is Axel? Demyx gulps as the creatures start to spit at the metal fence separating them from Demyx and the Cop. The cop starts shooting at the figures, knocking them down, dead before they can get through the fence. Demyx stands beside her, shivering in fear.
She groans, "There are too many, if they escape the fence and try to get at me, or you, you whack them, ok?"
Demyx nods, "Yes....I'll hit them hard." Demyx gulps, his knees shaking as more and more start to head towards them.
One runs through a completely eroded part of the fence, charging at Demyx, he yelps and closes his eyes. Where's Axel? I can't move, I'm too scared, I'm going to..He hears a shot and the creature goes down....die?
The woman looks sternly at him, "What's your name?"
"D-Demyx..." He studders out.
"Demyx, you have to hit them if you want to make it, got it? Now, attack!" She yell as the fence gives away, the creatures heading towards them.
I'm not a scaredy cat, I don't need Axel here to proect me. I can fight. Demyx growls and charges, hitting and slashing through as many as he could. He swings his pipe around, knocking a few heads off, the blood hitting him. He yelps as it burns his skin. Acid blood?! I have had the worst luck today. He ignores the pain and yells, stabbing one through the chest. It falls to the ground, shuddering as it dies. Demyx yelps as a stream of tar misses him, burning a hole in front of him. That could've been me! And I'm not about to lose my coat, then I wouldn't be able to get home through the portals and I didn't bring a spare. He pulls out the lead pipe and continues hitting as many as he can, while the cop's shots echo through the area, killing the creatures before they attack her.
She spots one coming up on Demyx, "Demyx! Duck!"
Demyx ducks, the cop shooting the creature through the back. The creature falls on top of Demyx, making him scream in fear and pain. What the... The blood burns the Nobody's skin, making him fall down, yelling in agony. Unable to think straight, blacking out from the pain of the acidic blood. The creatures take this opportunity to take him, grabbing the Nobody by his limbs and attacking him, flashes of pain go through his mind, even feeling it when he was unconsious.
"Shit!" She yells as the creatures overcome Demyx, crowding the young teen. She runs over, shooting them off. She shoots desperatly, not wanting the creatures to kill him, she wasn't giving up on Demyx. He was like that kid she rescued here all those years ago, hurt and in need of protection. She wouldn't give up on him. Before long all of them lie dead on the ground, around the boy. She picks up the knocked out teen, drapping him over her shoulder. I've got to get this boy out of here. She continues shooting off the creatures, making a path for her to take to escape. She starts to run, Demyx halfway running, still knocked senseless. She shoots the last one before escaping the mass of creatures. She takes off running, helping Demyx towards the town. They pass by a torn up looking truck, dashing by it without a second glance. When they get a good distance away from the creatures she stops running, setting Demyx down.
"Demyx...Demyx. You ok?" She asks, putting her gun away.
Demyx groans, coming back to his senses, "Y-Yeah...kinda burnt, but I'll be fine." He groans, seeing the holes in his coat from the creature's blood, the skin underneath blistering badly already. Vexen has something that can take care of that.
The cop sighs, helping him up. "My name is Cybil, Officer Bennet. How'd did you get here?"
Demyx sighs, "Well me and my friend Axel came here on a mission, but we got dragged here by some weird barbed wire. It wrapped around us and dragged us into a portal. Then, I woke up here and spotted that creature, what ever that was.....Axel.." He stops and looks around, "What happened to Axel?!"
Officer Bently sighs, "I'm not sure Demyx, but I'm sure he's fine. Now, we have to find the woman, she might be in trouble, considering those creatures. Who knows what other creatures could be here?" They jump as they hear the hissing of those creatures heading in their direction, "Come on Demyx." She yells and grabs onto his arm, dragging him into town.
Demyx runs after her, not wanting to see those creatures ever again. Once was too much and the pure thought of more terrible creatures than those made Demyx almost faint in fear. Him and and Cybil run down the road, making sure to put plenty of distance between them and those creatures. Demyx pauses as he spots the sign, only to continue running, passing another vehicle on the road, a jeep. They spot the town up ahead, and enter it, slowing to a walk inside the streets, stopping to catch their breath. Demyx sighs and straightens himself up, he was use to running away all the time so his stamina was very good for a normal person. The cop looks in surprise and stops to catch her breath as well, impressed at the teen's endurance.
"You a track runner?" She asks.
Demyx shakes his head, "No, I'm use to running away from dangerous things and from scary situations." He states, looking at the world around him.
The town has a sort of creepy feel to it, the town looking like it was abandoned recently but seeming to hold dangerous secrets. Demyx yelps as he spots something moving but sighs as its only a bird. Demyx looks at all the birds flying around, surprised anything living was here. They all seem to be waiting for something, just huddled as far away from the ground as they could. Cybil manages to catch her breath, walking into town.
"Come on, we need to find that woman, she might need our help. Who knows what's out here and she's defenseless, handcuffs on her hands. I should've listened to her but I was too busy trying to uphold the law. I didn't want it to happen again..."
"What to happen again?" Demyx asks.
She groans, "I don't want to talk about it, and hey, maybe we might find your friend."
Demyx's eyes light up in happiness, "You mean Axel?!"
"Yeah." She looks at Demyx, "What exactly does your friend, Axel, look like?"
Demyx grins, "Oh, that's easy. He has red spikey hair, that looks like a porcupine. He has blue tattoos under his eyes AND he wears this long black coat, that reaches his feet, like mine, but...that 'thing'...melted the bottom, so its longer than mine." Demyx looks at his shortened coat, the sleeves kind of holey from the blood burning the material.
"Ok, so he's a oranged haired teen. Is he tall, skinny, fat, short, what's his body type."
Demyx groans, "No, no. He has RED hair, as in cherry, or apple red."
She looks up curiously, "Red hair? Weird, is he tall and skinny?"
"You've seen him?!" Demyx asks excitedly.
She shakes her head, "No, I was ask...oh nevermind." She spots a map sign, "We need to find a school, the woman said she was going to look for her daughter there."
Demyx looks around, looking for a school. All he sees around him are barbershops and other various abondonded thrift shops. He spots a map sighn, grinning in happiness. He runs up to the pole, spotting no school symbol. He looks further down the road and spots a number of these signs in a row, on each incoming street.
"Hey, Cool Cop, there are a lot of map signs over here!" Demyx yells, running towards the signs.
"Good, lets follow them." Cybil says, running after Demyx.
On the third map sign they get a hit, "YES! I found it! A school its just down this road." Demyx yells.
Cybil runs up, "Good, ok, come on Demyx."
***
The group comes out of hiding in the debris of the truck, waiting for the yells and shots to disappear, and for their phones to stop shrilling at them, paralyzed with fear. England was under the flung hood, his hands over his head, thinking why the hell did he come here?! It was like they were in the middle of a war, a mass of yells and howling piercing the air, gun fire and yells constant. Soon the firing stops and they hear a group of footsteps dash past their hiding space, sounding like a woman panting in fear. They soon come out, the area silent. France pokes his head up from on top of the wreckage.
"I-I-Is it over?!" He says.
"How the bloody hell should we know, Francis. Since you're up there, scout. Twat." England yells out, shaken up from the sudden battle.
Germany jumps up, yanking Italy out of the tree, "How did you get up there Italy?"
"I dunno?" Italy says, landing on the ground, "Somebody threw me up there."
Russia smiles, "Sorry, da. Thought you would be safer up there."
Germany groans, sometimes Russia got on his nerves. He dusts Italy off, helping the nation get the twigs out of his hair, the nation wincing as his head pounds. He had been thrown clear into the tree, his head hitting the branch above him, a rather large goose egg appearing on top of his head. Japan and China sigh, walking towards the other nations, looking up at France who was standing on top of the truck, straining to see through the mist. The nations were crowding around, eager to hear what France was seeing. Canada groans as he comes from out of his hiding space, his front shirt and pants covered in the blood that covered Alfred's truck. He shuddered as he was now covered in his brother's blood, the thought terrifying.
"Well?" Canada asks, "What do you see, Francis?" He studders out.
"Give me a minute, will you." He says, trying to see anything.
Germany groans, "Francis.."
"TA GUEULE!" France grumbles out, "I'm trying I said, yeesh!" He gasps, seeing something coming towards the little group, "There's a group of people, wait..." He gasps as he sees the limbless monsters coming at them, their chest bubbling like hot tar, "RETREAT! NOW!!!!" He yells, hopping off the truck and running at full speed away from them.
The group looks in confusion at France's disappearing form. Canada looks behind them and gulps, backing up in fear. He bumps into Germany who twirls around, at first glaring at Canada but then spotting the horde of twitching, limbless creatures, freezing. The German gulps, seeing the writhing forms almost upon them, pushing Canada behind him to protect him. Germany is speechless, forgetting the english langauge for a split second, only able to remember his language, and just barely.
"Der Völkerbund!" He yells, the rest looking in Germany's direction. "Gefahr, Schnell laufen!!"
They all look in shock, seeing the army of Patient Demons. Russia grins demonically, fling out his lead pipe, ready to bash in a few heads at the drop of a hat. The rest are frozen in fear, seeing the zombie-like creatures stumbling towards them. They let out a joint yell of terror, dashing away, China grabbing a too eager looking Russia, a glint in his eye, the Russian dropping his lead pipe as he is drug away. China is basically dragging Russia behind him, the rest all too eager to escape the demons behind them. They pass by a jeep yelping as the see more creatures coming around the jeep at them. England jumps over one as it dives for him. It lands on the ground, seeming to pick up speed as it slithers across the ground. They yell even louder, Germany grabbing Italy and jumping across the hood of the jeep to avoid the demon. They dash into the town, coming to a stop when they spot the creatures leaving them alone. They spot France catching his breath beside a stop sign, leaning agianst the pole, his hand over his heart as if trying to control its frantic beating. England walks up to him and punches him, France crumpling to the ground finally.
"Y...You left...us to...face those demons!" England yells out, panting in fear.
"I said RETREAT, you English pig!" France yells, hopping up, face to face with England.
"Genug ist genug!" Germany yells out, still using his native language.
England growls, "Können Sie Englisch sprechen Sie bitte!" England sighs, "Can you speak English please, not everybody here knows German." He says, Canada looking in confusion at Germany's language and then staring at England, wondeing how HE knew German.
"Oh, right, sorry. Was so scared I.." He clears his throat. Germany walks in front of the other nations, "Now, listen to me. We need to stick together, we have no idea where we are." He turns and starts walking, making sure everybody was following him before continuing his speech. "We also don't need to go into unknown places without at first making sure that there is no danger, like those limbless demons we just met. I have no clue what those Dämonen were, but we can't let them get us. They may have already gotten Alfred and either killed, or turned him into one of them for all I know. So, going on that, we need to get a list of rules to go by in this unknown land. We need to stick together, and to not get lost, so no running off, no investigating any unknown noises, or even looking away for a second, do I make myself clear?" He turns around and stops.
Nobody was behind him, making the nation growl and rub his temples, "And of course they do exactly what I tell them not to do. Was könnte schief gehen?"
***
As they're running something strange starts to happen. Demyx gets a funny feeling, like something dark and evil was about to desend upon the place. This is one time I don't think I should go to school. The birds seemed to sense it too, because they started to fly away. As they come upon the school a Siren starts to go off, the skies turning pitch black from the soot. Demyx starts to cough as the air gets think, almost falling down. Cybil grabs his hand dragging him into the building, and out of the choking air outside. They stand there, blind and helpless for a second, as the room gets pitch black, no light visible from anywhere. Demyx clutches onto her hand for comfort as his eyes are adjusting to the dark.
"What's going on...." He whispers out.
Cybil shrugs, flicking on her shoulder flashlight, "I don't know Demyx. Its too qu..." She stops as they hear a growling behind them.
Demyx gulps, every muscle tensing up in fright. He turns when Cybil does, the light falling upon the figure behind them. Demyx almost faints in terror, staring at the creature with wide blue eyes. Behind them, stood what appeared to be a hairless ape, its head maliciously deforemed, laughing manically. Demyx is frozen, unable to move as its left eye is staring at him, worms seeming to have eatten away its right face. Demyx yells in terror as the thing romps after them, Demyx grabbing Cybil and taking off down the hall, his hand clamped around her wrist in fear. THAT'S NOT A HEARTLESS! THAT'S NOT A NOBODY!!! The thing is gaining on them, Cybil yanking out of Demyx's hand and rushing beside him, not wanting to stop. The Romper continues to laugh madly, driving Demyx into hysterics, him almost tripping over his own feet. He quickly regains his footing only to be tackled by the Romper. Demyx's breath is knocked out of him as the creature body slams Demyx into the ground, his stomach on the ground. He turns his head and looks in terror as the creature lifts up off Demyx and pins him to the ground, its huge hands wrapped around his arms. Oh shit, it has me where it wants me! Its going to eat me and then... A shot goes off, the Romper yelling in pain and leaping off of Demyx, its shoulder bleeding out a black ooze.
"Demyx, get up while its stunned!" Cybil yells out, her gun aimed at the Romper.
Demyx doesn't have to be told twice before he scrambles from under the Romper, his combat boots, sqeaking as he struggles up, rushing towards Cybil. The Romper laughs, heading at the fleeing Nobody. A shot is heard and it shrinks back, its other arm bleeding now. It looks at Cybil as Demyx races by her, his fear at a new peak now. She cusses and turns, the thing starting up its manic laughter again, chasing after them. Exit, exit, exit, there has to be an exit somewhere. Come on, I'll take a fire escape, all schools have them. Demyx is looking around frantically now, his blue eyes wide in madness. If he didn't get out of this twisted nightmare soon, he would go nuts. He spots a door, the kind that schools have that are at the entrances to Gyms. Demyx dashes forward, Cybil shooting at the creature still, nothing seeming to slow down the deformed Gorilla. Demyx shoulders the doors open, Cybil turning back around and heading in after Demyx. The Romper slams against the doors, but Demyx and Cybil have already took a hold of the two school doors and are pushing them closed.
"Close the doors, hurry!" Cybil yells the Romper shoving itself into the door, trying desperatly to get through the two doors.
Demyx has his back on the door, using his legs to shove the door closed, Cybil pushing with her arms. The creature's arms are flailing, the doors, slowly but surely closing, it was being shoved back out. If this thing doesn't lock I swear I'm going to freak out! Am I dreaming, this has to be a nightmare, none of this can be happening! Demyx is hyperventaliatling, shivering on every exhale, his lips trembling as he closes his eyes, willing the monster to go away. Suddenly the creature gets smart and grabs Demyx's arm and yanks it through the opening, Demyx screaming in terror.
"AXEL, HELP!!!" Demyx yelps out, pulling against the creature, his arm being ripped out of its socket almost.
Cybil growls and opens her door, aiming the gun right at the creature's head, point blank. She pulls the trigger, the creature finally falling. Demyx yanks his arm back and slams the door behind him, Cybil following suit. Cybil reaches up and latches a lock, Demyx falling to the ground, shivering uncontrolably, his breathing ragged and filled with whimpers and whines. She sits down, catching her breath as well and looking at Demyx. Tears were rolling down his face, he had had enough, just wanting this nightmare to be over. He wasn't even thinking straight at this point, just random words of Axel, help, danger, and others running through the Nobody's head. She sighs, feeling sorry for the kid she just met. She notices the blood around his neck, wondering how he was still alive with that injury, it looked like it should've killed him. She sighs, putting her hand on his shoulder, him yelping and almost jumping out of his skin. He calms down as he looks at her, She's just as scared as me. He looks at her face, seeing the conceled fear inside her. She was hiding it though, for his sake. He sighs, pushing himself up, but almost falling over, clutching his knees to keep from falling down.
"You ok..." Cybil asks, as Demyx holds his knees, holding himself up.
He looks up, his hair drooping, the mullet losing its stiffness, "No, I've never been this scared. My stomach feels like its going to come up, along with a lung and maybe a kidney too." He pants out, shivering from adrenline.
They jump as they hear a scarpe against the glass on the window to the door, surprised that something was outside. They turn around and yell in horror as yet another creature had found them. This one looked like Jason(Friday 13) only instead of a hockey mask it had a brown sack over its head. It was carring two Tonfa-like weapons that ended in two bloody blades. It was trying to break the glass, to get at the two. Demyx is trying his best not to faint from fear, unable to keep his sanity together anymore. Where do these things keep coming from?! He backs up, holding his hand over his mouth to stop the screaming.
She grabs Demyx's arm, "We have to keep moving Demyx, unless you want that thing to get us."
Demyx shakes his head, heading down the new hall, Cybil following him. The walls are starting to decay, the wall paper falling like ash upon the two. This whole place is going to hell right before us! Demyx increases his speed, trying to distance himself from the Scraper at the end of the hall. They find some stairs and head down, desperate to keep moving as they hear the doors slam open, the creature sucessful in cutting it down. Demyx increases his speed at the sound, its going to kill us, why can't I summon my powers. I think I would enjoy a water wall or even a water sphere about now. He trips and yells, tumbling down the remaining stairs, coming to a stop at the bottom of them. That was smart, note to self, running down steps in combat boots ends badly. He groans, trying to get up, to keep moving. He sits up, rubbing his head, the pain coming in throbs. He hears something scuttling towards him, attracted by the sound of somebody falling. He yelps as he spots huge bugs, the size of plates heading towards him. I HATE BUGS!!! Cybil rushes to his side, helping him up and they take off down the opposite hall, heading away from the horde of bugs, presuming that they weren't nice bugs. They turn a corner and hear screams and see a man hanging upside down from the ceiling, dead as a doornob. Oh my kingdom Hearts...Demyx holds his hand over his mouth, keeping his stomach from coming up like it almost did while ago.
"What the Oblivion..." He manages out, unable to stop staring at the body.
Cybil grabs Demyx and drags him back down the hallway, Demyx still staring at the body with wide eyes, until it disappears around the corner. He then makes no hesitation in turning around, looking for another exit with Cybil. This is a mad house, its a freaking mad house for psycopaths who kill and then torture people for fun! He dashes past the corpses and the bugs, keeping up with Cybil. He has let Cybil take the lead, since she had a gun. She rushes past a door, Demyx noticing the iron door and stopping. He grabs Cybil by her short sleeve shirt, tugging on it frantically.
"Bennett, a door!" Demyx yells, rushing to the metal door on the wall, footsteps coming towards them.
Demyx and Bennett force open the door, hearing the footsteps, screams and the scuttling bugs come closer. The metal door squeaks open slowly, the hinges rusted together. They enter the door, shutting it behind them as the footsteps arrive in the hall. Demyx sighs in relief, feeling safe behind the metal door. Nothing could get through it, that he was sure of. He stops as he hears somebody rush down the hall towards them. Tensing up, him and Cybil keep quiet, listening to what was going on. They hear someone crying and flop onto the ground, sobbing out loud. The woman was crying loudly, probally scared out of her mind at what was happening to the rest of them. Demyx gasps as he hears a familiar growl. Another pair of footsteps, heavier and more rushed stop and head back towards the crying.
"Rose?! Come on, get up!! He's coming, quick. Please get up!" The firey voice says, a little slurred from pain.
Demyx looks at Cybil, tears coming to his eyes, "Axel....Axel! Bennet, its Axel!" Demyx says, out of breath, "We have to let him in, or the bugs will kill him!" He squeals out, his voice higher than usual. He just wanted to see Axel, he wanted to hold Axel, just to make sure he was still alive.
Cybil nods, "And the person crying must be Rose." She says, grabbing the handle to the door.
They throw open the door, startling a wary looking Axel standing over Rose, the woman on the ground giving up. Cybil leaps out of the room, tugging on Rose's cuffs, dragging her into the room. Axel leaps up, grabbing his Chamkra from behind him, ready to attack Cybil. He looked like a mess, a black bandana wrapped around his forehead, his coat torn to shreads his right sleeve missing on the coat. He had blood dripping down his forehead and dried blood on his neck, showing he had been injured badly. What happened to you Axel? Demyx says, seeing the unfamilar fear in the once bold, fierce green eyes. The officer grabs his arm, dragging him into the room as well. As they enter the small room Axel relaxes as he spots Demyx, shivering in fear. Demyx so badly just wanted to rush into Axel's arms, hoping that he could make the nightmare that was around them disappear, but the bugs were pouring in and he needed to help Cybil. Demyx rushes forward and passes Axel, helping Cybil close the door, the bugs trying to get in through the opening. Axel helps Rose up, as Demyx and Cybil tug the door close, crushing some of the bugs in the door. Demyx winces as one bites his leg, him stomping on it quickly. The bugs were surging in, the door being pushed slowly open.
"Rose! The bar, grab the bar!" Cybil yells out, her and Demyx barely keeping the door shut.
Axel rushes back and pulls the bar from in front of the fan at the back of the room. He almost drops the heavy bar but is helped by Rose, the two carring it towards the door. All four push down on it, latching it in the handles. Demyx sighs and collapses on the ground, everything finally overwhelming him, this was too much for the innocent Nobody.
Axel rushes over to him, squeezing him tightly, "Demyx." He sobs out, "I thought you were dead..."
Demyx sighs, feeling a little better as he feels the warm familiar arms wrap around him, relaxing into his arms. Axel...Everyone freezes as a loud banging on the metal door is heard as something huge tries to get it. What is it now?! The banging continues, making the whole metal door shudder, making Demyx rethink that nothing could get in through the sturdy metal door. Axel and Rose look up in worry, Axel helping Demyx to his feet.
"Is that the bugs?!" Demyx yelps out as another huge pound hits the door, sounding much too heavy for a bug.
Axel shakes his head, "Pyramid Head....this thing we..." He stops as the pounding on the door ceases, the room growing errily quiet.
Is it over? Is the nightmare really over? Everybody stands still, hoping that the thing outside had left them to move onto bigger and better prey. Suddenly a sword comes through the door, going for Axel's head. Axel ducks, just avoiding the cold steel. Demyx looses it for real this time, seeing his friend barely dodge out of the way of the formable weapon. The sword disappears back through the opening, the scrapping on metal hurting the four people's ears. Demyx sinks back onto the ground, go to your happy place, Demy, just go to the happy place. Water lilies, playing my Sitar, swimming in the waters of Atlantica. Twinkle twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are, up above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky... Axel helps him up, supporting him as the Nobody finally slips into insanity. Cybil yells as the sword reappears coming towards her, it then goes down, heading for Rose before going back through the opening again. The beetles are starting to pour in from the opening, starting to bite at their ankles and crawl up their legs. As they concentrate on killing the bugs the sword reappears, heading dead towards Demyx. Twinkle, twinkl.....HOLY MOTHER FUCKING SHIT!!
"DEMYX!" Axel yells.
Axel spots it head towards Demyx, the young teen paralyzed with fear. Axel pushes him out of the way, the sword slicing along his arm. He yells in agony, falling to the ground, clutching his arm in pain. Demyx stares in horror as Axel almost sacrifices himself for him, snapping back to reality.
"Axel!" Both Demyx and Rose yell, Demyx fearing for Axel and mad that the sword had attacked his friend.
Demyx steps infront of Axel, stopping on the bugs sorrounding him, not wanting them to eat Axel. I can't let Axel get hurt, he's already hurt enough as it is. I need to protect him now, I need to be strong. Demyx has his back turned to the door, not paying attention to the huge clunk on the otherside, as if Pyramid Head had put down the sword, the rest seeming to hear it. Cybil pulls out her gun, shotting the bugs around her before giving up and killing them by stepping on them, trying to save her bullets. Axel's eyes are trying to tell Demyx something, the man struggling to point behind Demyx. Demyx isn't paying attetion though, his mind focused on protecting Axel from the bugs. Bugs, why bugs, I'm scared of Bugs. Why couldn't it be rats, not bugs. Pyramid Head's hand reaches through the opening the sword made, grabbing Demyx's hood and yanking him back, pinning him against the door. What has me?! What has me, I don't like this at all, LET GO!! Cybil gasps and shoots at the hand, it only gripping Demyx's hood tighter. It withdraws its hand, pulling the hood with him, choking the life out of Demyx. Oh my god, my neck, its trying to choke me, I'm already cut there and its killing me. Demyx raises his hands up to his neck, struggling to get out of his coat, but he's stuck tight, Shit, its got me, I'm going to die! Cybil rushes forward to get Demyx out of the cloak, the sound of metal dragging on the ground atlerting them that the sword was being picked back up. Axel struggles towards Demyx, trying to help Cybil get him out of the coat before Pyramid Head pierced the Nobody with his sword. I'm free! They yank him out of the coat, the sword piercing through the middle of his cloak, cutting the bottom part off.
"Fuck!" Cybil yells, dodging the sword as it goes for her again.
Axel clutches Demyx towards him, just avoiding the sword once more, Demyx could see the fresh blood still on th blade, a twang of guilt pulsing through him. The sword stops, slowly being pulled back trough the opening, everybody watching it with wide eyes, expecting it to come back through. But nothing happens, the sound of scrapping metal heading down the hall. The dead bugs start fading away, the shards attaching themselves to the walls and ceilings. They stare in shock, Cybil aiming her gun at the hole as it starts to close up, the metal groaning as it forms back together. The walls turn from rusted and bloody to a painted grey, the fan behind them ceasing to move. The metal door goes from metal to a wooden door, the whole place growing quiet, the room growing brighter. Demyx helps Axel up, looking around surprise at the sudden change. Axel pushes him off, standing up on his own, the cut on his arm slowly healing.
Cybil pushes open the door, holding her gun out in front of her, "Fuck...what the fuck? The Fuck? Fuck? Did we all just imagine that?" She gasps out, looking around at the hall before her.
Demyx looks at his now severed coat and looks back up at Cybil, "Bennett, I don't think I could imagine this..."
He holds up his torn coat, the bottom part falling off, making him groan. That could've been me, being cut in half! I want to go home. I shiver, looking at Axel as he glances at the destroyed coat. He looks older, like he had seen too much in this short time, the emotion stripped from his eyes. Why was this happening to us? Demyx looks down at Axel, Axel looking up at him. His head injury is making his vision a little blurry, not even noticing the perfect ring around Demyx's neck from the barbed wire. Axel stands up and hugs Demyx, making Demyx shiver. He could feel that Axel was almost insane too, from his run in with what he called Pyramid Head. I hope I never see this Pyramid head. Axel sighs and hugs tighter, trying to comfort Demyx as best as he could, just letting him know he was there now, and he wasn't leaving. Demyx fells Axel heave but keep it down, shuddering at the effect. Demyx looks up, worried about Axel. What horrors has he seen? Demyx hugs back, Axel rocking as if he was going to fall from the fatigue.
OMGOMGOMGOMG, all you Hetalia Fans, t ype in this guy's name, Walter Sullivan and look up picture. He is one of the bad guys in Silent Hill, does it remind you of anybody?! Huh! HUH! I about fliped out when I saw this, n ot believing it. He's name is Walter 'FRANCIS' Sullivan, according to one atrticle on Wikapedia, not sure about the middle name but it fits so I'm keeping it. I was studdering and thi s was discovered at 1:16 am. Why do I insest that I work on Silent Heart at the later hours of the night, when its dark and I can't see anything past my computer light?! Im defi ntly putting Walter in here, you hear me. I feel evil, *evil laugh* Oh, and by the way, the reason for Demyx getting attacked in the first part with the barbed wire, its a ritual. In a ny ritual they always sacrifice an innocent soul or something of prue blood. Well, since Demyx is the most innocent of the Organization, unable to hurt even a fly and just wanting his heart, he is the target of the ritual. Its like a blood sacrifice of sorts. All the cults have them, but usually its animals. And the blood around Alfred's truck is his but most of it i s the zombie things he fought off. He only recieved minor head injury which head injuries no matter how little always bleed alot, so no worries about him. Oh, I may have Carpel Tunnel so I might seise in the stories for a while (Thats going to absolutely kill me) so I'm trying to learn to type with just my left hand. (How am I going to be able to draw in my college classes now?! Ugh, stupid essays)
Translations
Grazie (italian)- Thank you
Nee, nee! Italia, kudasai pasta! (japanese)- Hey, hey! Italy, please give me pasta! (No kanji, won't appear in my computer so it just looks like blocks, don't hate me)
Sacre blue (french)- Holy Shit (Popular in French Canada)
Ta Gueule (french)- Shut the hell up or shut the fuck up
Der Völkerbund (german)- League of Nations
Gefahr (german)- Danger
Schnell laufen (german)- Run fast
Genug ist genug (german)- Enough is enough
Können Sie Englisch sprechen Sie bitte (german)- Even though Arthur basically translatted it for us, here it is again... Can you speak English, please
Dämonen (german)- Demons
Was könnte schief gehen (german)- What else can go wrong
Yatta (japanese)- Yeah!
Germany shouldn't have asked that.....its going to be more than just German and French (I know more), thanks to this program I got (loving it) but I'm just going to do just random sentences and phrases with some help from AyumiFallassion for some choice phrases too.
Keiko: LONGEST CHAPTER I'VE EVER WROTE ON FANFICTION. 10,917 words. Yatta!!!
Mixalis: Big deal, thats just because you added Hetalia to it. It was short folks, about 6,000 words and such.
Keiko: Hey, I don't care, I'm actually plan to incorperate Hetlaia even more into the story, as in sometime in the future they will actually met Axel and Demyx, but not for a while. This is so much fun, I hate scary stories and here I am writing one. I have to stop every five minutes and watch something nice before going back up here to finish it. It took me a few days to do this along with my Carpel Tunnel, (Please pray that I don't have Carpel Tunnel, I think I have it but am not sure yet.) it has been a challenge. Thank you and come back soon.
Mixalis: What ever (Walks off)
Keiko: Oh no, she walked off...(Prepares for scary noises or pasta, nothing happens) Huh? O...k? What's going on here?
Xigbar: PPPAAASSSTTTTAAA! (Appears upside down behind Keiko)
Keiko: AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! (Runs off)
Mixalis: Good job Xig...That was great timing.
Xigbar: Eh, its a gift. ( He bows, still upside down)
I don't own anything, except for Keiko and Mixalis. Oh and there is a reference to the Phantom of the Opera, a cookie for the first person to tell me what it is. XD