It's been a long time. I got caught up in life as usual, but I actually finished chapter 4. This was written off a whim, I didn't think I'd remember this site lol Anyways, as usual,

Warning: There are graphic scenes that may be really offensive, do not read if you are easily offended. If you do not like my version of Pyramid Head, then do not read on. In general, there is an explicit warning to reading my content for Silent Hill.

Also, there are a few changes to directing the story, I gave it a first-person perspective, but was finicky by also inserting moments of where you are able to read what the characters are feeling. I also introduce a few things to keep the story intertwined, keep an eye for it, it may be obvious. As for the most part, I tried to separate the paragraphs, but they're still going to be long. If it's an inconvenience, deal with it. All I hope is that you've been patient lol that's a lot of ask of, but I also hope you like this chapter. I also apologize for the hiatus, it took me a while to reconfigure the story while I had a chance.

Also, Pyramid Head character and Silent Hill are not mine. Akiane, Vladmir, Xia are oc's.

.:Chapter 4:.

Captivity

Akiane had dreamt of the suffocating darkness, feeling horror from the suspension in the air space. She was alone, the transitions and the ferry ride had made an impact on her subconscious to come back and haunt her in her dreams. She felt lifeless and weightless, but with one searing cold touch on her face brought her to reality, a shock that made her eyes move rapidly while her lids were closed. She slowly opened her eyes, and the darkness faded from her blurry view, she looked up into a bright light shining down at her. She squinted from maladjustment and looked towards the floor and noticed that she was in an unfamiliar place.

When the feeling came back to her body, the same searing cold touch cut her cheek and dripped past her jaw line. She looked up and watched small droplets of water that came from the ceiling fall onto her forehead and mouth, snaking along the contours of her neck and torso. Her body felt numbingly cold and her legs and wrists were in throbbing pain, she turned her head around and saw her wrist locked into a shackle that was melded onto the wall. She looked down at her legs and they were spread apart with two shackles across her inner thighs. The irons appeared rusted but were sturdy and thick. She wiggled her wrist as she tried to pull away, but the iron's tapered shavings from old age scratched her wrists. She winced in slight aggravation.

Pyramid Head was in another room four doorways from the cell block. He was holding down a mannequin creature and chopping it apart to pass the time. He waited patiently for her to be conscious so he could begin. Akiane became apprehensive, blindly alarmed and barely aware; the ice cold environment put her body into shock as it took a while for it to generate heat. She looked to down to see that her feet were limp, knowing that they had gotten numb. The icy cold kissed her skin and her body began to shiver, the water damped her hair and beaded along her body.

Her lips quivered whenever she would open her mouth partly and goose bumps rose prominently around her entire body. The water that she tasted was dirty and of her own clammy sweat. She looked around the room while trying to get her body parts to move. The spotlight that was shining on her was bright and she wasn't able to look up for much longer, the contrast was difficult for her tired eyes to see through.

The darkness behind the light reminded her of her dream and she became discomforted, like a night without a moon. When a droplet fell, the sound echoed sharply in her ears, every noise was magnified. She looked down at her legs, her mid section was sore from pressing hard against the thigh shackles, so she tried to lift her body higher so that her legs fit perfectly through them.

There were bruises around her thighs, but it also meant she wouldn't have to feel the pain. She would only feel the lingering of coldness and its cruel needles that poked through her skin into millions of spots all over.

Pyramid Head stopped to listen; he turned his 'helmet' slightly, but was convinced she wasn't awake and continued chopping, her aura was as balanced compared to when she was conscious. When her hearing was gained to a normal state, she heard the chopping noises echo down a hallway and the droplets of water splash on the cold steel floor around the room.

She looked at her wrist shackles and gained feeling back in both of her arms; she hadn't noticed her struggling grunts. Pyramid Head looked up again and Akiane noticed the chopping stopped. She froze in her position and waited for the noise to resume.

She was guessing that the noise came from the accursed man she saved. That treacherous demon! She thought. I should have killed him when I got the chance! She looked at her wrist shackle and concentrated for a long time, closing her eyes and feeling all of her limbs.

Pyramid Head stopped and looked up, the aura from the royalty he held captive became stronger. He thought for a moment as to check on her, but then he glanced at the unfinished mannequin he was planning to eat, he wasn't finished severing the mid section and decided he would prepare it first. He looked down and continued to chop heavily, pushing the chunks of meat aside and using his free hand to grab the chunk and impale it on one of the hooks that hung from the ceiling.

He was sure that she couldn't escape, but he kept in mind that she was strong enough to push his hands away, and to even break his bones if he let her.

When he chopped at the mannequin to remove its extremities, he missed by an inch because his 'helmet' tilted as he minimally lunged forward to break the bone. He chopped off one of the mannequins open recesses and a white thick substance tinged with gray poured out. Pyramid Head almost lost his appetite when he had almost forgotten that the mess was his fault in the first place.

Akiane struggled for the most part, but she was beyond exhausted for an unknown reason. The chopping sounds loomed over her like an impending doom as she would have to wait. Then she looked up sharply towards the chopping noise that inevitably became quieter.

Pyramid Head stopped chopping and put the cleaver gently to the side. He put on his flesh smock and wrapped it skillfully around his hips. He turned towards the doorway and decided he'd check on her. The charm began to ring and jangle as it swayed to his momentum.

Akiane knew that her clothes were gone, but the stone Vladimir had given her might have been taken by the demon. The noise of the jewel hitting his body, sent chills down her back, more than needed as she focused on the footsteps. The noise came from the direction in front on her; she breathed hard and balled her fists.

Pyramid Head felt the doors handle and quietly pushed it open, which prompted Akiane to limp and look as if she was unconscious. She controlled her breathing as Pyramid Head walked into the room. The familiar ring of Jewel came closer, the the sound of the stone hitting the wall and shattering into pieces alarmed Akiane. There were no bars separating them and she immediately felt more vulnerable than expected. He had believed that she was still unconscious, wary of the creature in front of him, she was dangerous. He lumbered closer, his helmet touching her navel and scraping along her stomach. His hand reached up to grab her chin; she reacted like a lifeless body as he held her countenance to the light. Studying her eyes and hearing her breath. Knowing that she might be sleeping, rather than a profound sleep in which she would have to recover from the blow…he noticed that there were no broken bones.

He moved his fingers from her chin to her jaw, to see if her face had caved in, but not even a little…not even at all. He noticed in the corner of his eye that her finger twitched, and his healed tongue slithered out and wrapped itself around her ear and then down to her neck.

She wasn't about to writhe or revolt, she played dead. He slathered his tongue around her neck until it reached the space between her breasts, she still hadn't writhed. For a moment, he was nearly fooled but then put his hand on her hip and she frowned. He chuckled under his 'helmet' and punched her in the rib cage. A thunderous crack was heard throughout the small room, echoing back to her. She grunted and looked up, spitting out dark blood and breathing heavily.

You're awake… Pyramid Head waited for the moment to tenderize this creature into pulp. He rubbed his hand along her ribcage and she bit down on her bottom lip, concealing the pain. He looked at her arm, and grabbed her elbow, his 'helmet' arched back in bliss and ecstasy as he pulled the elbow forward, splitting the bone and allowing another thunderous crack that echoed through the room. His body shivered to the noise as he let out a sharp exhale, while Akiane fought back the scream and closed her eyes when she saw the bulge under his smock.

Her arm was bent towards Pyramid Head, knowing his libido, he pushed it back towards her and she let out a loud scream. She began to pant and continued to shut her eyes tightly. The bone began to heal, but over time, ideas ran through Pyramid Head's mind, imagination assuming its role. He looked at her through the mesh, as she had no tears streaming down her face. It made him furious, so he leaned to her and grabbed her neck.

Akiane could hear and feel that something was clasping her neck. It was cold, sharp and heavy. He wrapped a steel ring around her neck and locked it with a malicious key that his tongue wrapped around and retreated back into his helmet. He unlocked the shackles around her arms and her legs and she moved forwards. Sloppily toppling over and falling onto her chest.

She felt for the ring, it was apparent that her ribs were still broken and it became harder to breath. They would eventually heal over, but not as rapid as the demon. He looked down at her naked body, the thick chain dangling off her as if it was like a tail. He leaned a foot onto her back. Akiane shifted, feeling an immense weight, and then kicking her over onto her back. He objectified her, compared her to an animal, she wasn't defending herself and it didn't seem as exciting anymore.

She was capable, and he wanted her to defend herself. She looked as if she was having trouble breathing, so he reached down and yanked the chain, jerking her head to the side; it was permanently melded behind her neck, forcing her to move her head to any direction.

She though about the key, and she tried to gather strength, but he kicked her on the side, cracking more ribs and restarting the healing process, he wasn't satisfied. She was scared of what he wanted, but she was willing to get that key, but by unlucky chance, he wanted her to do the opposite.

She went on all fours and looked up at him with a look that surprised Pyramid Head; he cocked his 'helmet' to the side and noticed she was succumbing. He roared and lifted the chain, punching her chest, caving it as she felt towards the back of the room. She fell unconscious once more.

Vladmir sat on a bench in the barracks, time was coming to a close and he couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. Akiane would have to return, soon. He held the shaft of the sword and twirled it, the tip splintering a conical divot into the floor. Soon, have patience. He reminded himself constantly. He had a slight tinge of regret, he removed his armor and presumed to go to the springs were the other men were.

He removed his cloth and dipped into the springs, most of the neophytes were gone but Samuel remained. Samuel was more of the lowest of neophytes, he looked hardy, had a fresh personality towards torture but was demure and poignant to the others…which in turn made him least liked. He was at the other end of the spring, washing himself, but suddenly yelped as he saw Vladmir watching him.

Samuel averted his gaze for a moment, and then swam towards Vladmir who was still watching him. He had an astute expression; unfortunately Samuel became his focal point for thought. I wonder what she is doing… he wondered off, when he was caught off guard by Samuels's ridiculous claim.

"Are you thinking about me General?" He looked at him calmly, curiosity in his big black eyes. He didn't admire that fact that he was feminine, but realized he was staring at him also.

"No, I'm thinking of someone else." Vladmir put him off quickly,

"Then why were you staring at me?" He asked with a smile slowly curling his lips.

"You just so happened to be here, I caught sight of you…but my mind wondered to another person." He averted his gaze for a moment.

"Do I remind you of said person?" Samuel asked almost desperately, shocking Vladmir,

"No, like I said, you just so happened to be here. That's all." He looked away for a moment and grabbed cleansing oil and a cloth nearby. He knew Samuel had interest in other things, "Why are you the last one here?"

"I like to take care of myself General." Samuel smiled, his long black floated along the surface of the water, his smile getting wider. Then Vladmir began to vigorously rub himself in the necessary places. Samuel wasn't budging. This is awkward…what could be taking her so long. "You like me General?"

"Over time, but it's merely trust between two warriors." Vladmir got out of the water and immediately left. Samuel getting out after him, "What are you doing?"

"I'm done too." Samuel smiled back innocently, rinsing his hair and following close behind.

Akiane awoke to tremendous pain in her abdomen, what did he want? She curled up, but realized he was sitting there, watching her writhe away. He yanked on the chain and she jerked towards him.

Do anything, do something you useless…Then he was caught off guard again, she yanked the chain furiously, noticing her arm was healed, pulled Pyramid Head forward to his knee. He quickly wrapped the chain around his wrist and under his triceps. He wrapped it once more, she moved closer but she was welcoming it.

She wasn't happy that she gave up for a mere moment out of weakness, a fury burned inside her, waiting for him to wrap it one last time. He pulled her in, and she turned herself towards him and wrapped her arms and legs around his body. His arms were immobile for a moment, then he shifted his elbows up to bash her chin. She did not fall off easily; he removed the chains and wrapped his arms around her back.

It was a tight embrace, her chest pushing into his neck causing his 'helmet' to rise. He couldn't see what she was doing, so he tightened his embrace. He heard her grunt and a snap echoed in the room. Pyramid Head nearly toppled over when his ribs caved and she was still attached to him. Her legs tightening around his hips, he removed himself from the embrace and grabbed onto her collar bone. He imprinted his fore fingers and thumbs into her flesh, attempting to puncture it.

She shifted her arms upwards and pushed his arms back, his 'helmet' still aiming upwards and, falling back. Pyramid Head felt the tear in his neck and he became excited. The feeling was unbearable a few hours ago then became a demented pleasure. She was pushing forwards when he fell onto his back, his 'helmet' nearly impaling her, stunning her for a moment long enough for Pyramid Head to grab her wrists and cross her chest with them. He held her hands on her sides with enough strength to keep her from wrestling out of the grip.

She wriggled onto his mid section and she felt a protrusion from the smock, rubbing her entrance and she jumped. He then held her into an embrace and rolling over on top of her. She wanted to close her legs, but they were spread by his mid section, the protrusion barely touching her.

The wrestling was making him excited; she became wide-eyed and tried to wriggle. She was still in his trap, under his immense weight and couldn't get free. She would have to wait; she played along once more and held her legs into position. Pyramid Head lifted himself off the ground, she reached forward to him, trying to grab onto his shoulder to slide herself from out under him, but he caught her easily and pinned her arms down again.

He moved one arm towards his left hand and held both of her wrists in place. She could escape easily, she waited but she played the fighting game. She needed that tongue to come out; she needed to see the key. Whenever he moved, she fought enough so that he could sustain her. His right hand moved from her neck to her chest, groping her breast and squeezing it hard enough to make her curse at him. He moved his hand to his smock and tried to remove it, but her legs were still wrapped around him. He grabbed her hip and tried to pry it off. It was beginning to become anti-climactic for him; he was beginning to feel like bashing her ribs and breaking her bones.

She noticed that he was beginning to lose interest after three seconds of holding his hand in one place without force that she bucked against the protrusion. She moved harshly under him that he used his right hand to catch her wrist from moving. She grinded her hips and he let out a low groan. She could feel it get bigger, and then she tightened her grip with her thighs, pretending that she wanted to break his hips rather than get him excited. The protrusion hurt more than she though it would, it rubbed along her entrance harshly, sensing that it was getting bigger. She became anxious, just one sight of his tongue would she be able to set herself free.

He grabbed the chain and wrapped it around her wrists harshly, cutting her skin and joining the neck chain in a tangled knot. She did not foresee the clever maneuver and was immediately frightened.

Pyramid Head let go of the chain and she swung the knot over his 'helmet' and pulled back. He of course, bent down to give her a false sense of security. He used both of his hands, to pry off her legs. Her back hit the cold ground hard, and she gasped. He spread her legs and held them in place with his knees. He had never done this before, but he became desperate. He reached for the lip of the smock and pulled it off.

Akiane looked down, noticing the smock had trouble getting over the protrusion. Where's Vladmir! HELP! She wanted to scream desperately. He managed to finally pull the smock over and reveal his elongated pale manhood. The sight of the monsters girth and length made her beg him to stop. Pyramid Head didn't know her language and dismissed it easily. The tip was pushing against her entrance, and she pushed herself upwards, missing the tip and hitting his navel. Wrapping her legs tightly, that he was groaning out of difficulty.

Vladmir sat on Akianes bed, sweat forming on his forehead and he couldn't slow his breathing. He knew something was definitely wrong because she wasn't back and it was already past the afternoon. Where in the name of Lucifer is she! He cursed himself; he brushed his hair back and sat for a moment. He closed his eyes and covered his face with his palms.

He opened his eyes, and for a moment he felt he needed to find a place to hide because he could hear Xia's voice echoing throughout the premises. What have I gotten myself into? He stood up quickly; he neatly shuffled Akiane's blankets around to make them appear neater. Xia's voiced echoes became louder and angrier.

He sighed sharply and put his hands around back.

She stormed into the room with both doors flinging into the walls.

"Where is she?" She asked more calmly than expected. Her arms were set to her side in a stick straight form and her legs in an awkward space apart.

"I…have no idea." Vladmir sounded more quiet than usual.

"I won't ask again Vladmir." She lowered her head and regained a more relaxed posture.

"She's on a field trip." He averted the glare.

After a few moments of silence, he slowly turned his head to watch for her reaction. He saw her in deep thought, mindless gridlock, and it showed as a red flush on her face. Her eyes were racing around the room and she let out a loud scream. She walked furiously towards him and pushed him onto the bed. She had gripped him on the collar and held him between her legs.

She took a long, deep breath and an agonizing breath onto Vladimir's face. He looked up at her, not frightened but nervous, considering that she was a possible candidate to bring him death. He couldn't soothe her with good news because he had none to spare. Akiane was gone, he did know where she was and he wouldn't be able to tell Xia. So, she might as well as beat the answer out of him but she would never get it. He only knew she was in Silent Hill.

Xia let go of his collar and slowly sat up. When Vladmir made one move she screamed again and held him down. She furiously gritted her teeth as she tightened her legs around him.

"You don't get to move." She sat back up,

"I'm sure we both know where she is." Vladmir watched her carefully,

"Do we?" Xia put on hand on her face. Vladmir pushed up his hands but she didn't do anything. "If you know where she is, then you have to get her." She was about to move off of him but he stopped her from leaving. "Are you asking for death?" Her tone rose as she looked back at him.

"No… just a small pardon of gratitude." He smirked; he had his hands on her hips.

"Sorry lover boy but that doesn't work." She shifted away and stood away from the bed. She fixed her hair and continued to walk out of the room, "Seduction is futile when the daughter of your master is missing."

He turned over on the bed and sat up on the edge. Time to suit up, he stood up with a jaunt in his step, knowing he was ready to retrieve her. He walked out of the room, closing the two doors behind him. He walked down the winding hallway and eventually made his way to the gardens. Considering his history with Xia, she was more likely to be soft, but she keeps her word when wants to execute someone. He walked faster to the barracks and caught sight of Samuel.

He was leaning against the door frame; he had a curious expression on his face. Vladmir met him at the door, "Not now."

Samuel smirked, "I wasn't planning on talking to you, just watching you." His snide remark made Vladmir turn to him for a moment before suiting up in his armaments. Sheathing a sword, a bow, a claymore, everything that came with his necessary uniform he carried like a burden. He saw Samuel watching his movements, but he refused to acknowledge the neophyte. "Is the Princess gone?"

Vladmir turned to him at the doorway, gave him a quick glare. Samuel held his ground as he watched the General leave.

He then met Xia by the shore, waiting, she looked at him as he got closer. "I have no men to spare…it's your punishment for being so impudent, but the bonus is that you have a day to get her back…safely. Any longer, you'll be executed." She smiled and laid a gentle hand on his shoulder. He looked at her hand, and then swept it away.

"I'll bring her back." He looked intensely into her eyes, then turning away to towards the boat.

Akiane kept her legs tightened around Pyramid Heads waist; he groaned and finally let her go.

He stood up at her exhausted body, lying on the floor with her legs spread open. He was frustrated, nearly overcome with a fury that made him want to end her life violently and mercilessly. She evaded his penetration and beatings, she evaded all that he had and she was still alive, ready to wrestle him more if he moved to touch her.

It was beginning to become a hopeless endeavor, but he would eventually break her. Akiane held her legs open on purpose, to show him what he can't have even if he tried. She was more than ready to fight again, but she noticed he lumbered away for a moment. Pyramid Head, whilst trying to rape his victim, had no sword. The pain and spasms were becoming exhausting; his muscles looked as if there were insects under his skin. He grabbed for his sword in the corner of the room, and dragged himself towards her, feeling his energy come back.

Akiane caught sight of the massive sword, closed her legs and was ready to evade, but rather than try to stab her, Pyramid Head kicked her side and causing her to jolt towards the wall. He tackled her quickly with an arm, lifting her towards the back wall. He kneed her in the stomach and she lurched forwards. He lifted the knot of chain onto a hook and she fell against the wall. She moved, she kicked and jumped off the wall, she would be staying there permanently. The knot became apart of the hook, Akiane looked at the tangle, and then back to Pyramid Head who was leaving the room slowly. He closed the door behind him and locked it, she began to scream out in frustration when the spotlight turned off, leaving her in suffocating darkness.

END: There you have it, this format makes it appear small, I've always complained about that. I'm done asking for Reviews, I just hope you generally liked it. There are some developments made towards the characters, my writing skills have changed a little, but I try to follow a confusing formula XD Stay tuned, this time, but not fast, I will be able to write Chapter 5. I separated the segments by a bar, I hope that makes it easier to read.