Hey! New chapter!
No, Silent Hill is not mine. It belongs to Konami, who really should do a remake of SH 1 with better graphics and better voice actors instead of wasting their time with stuff like SH: Origins…it has a good gameplay and stuff…but is not scary enough…you know what bothers me the most? Alessa…they changed her! Blasphemy! Sacrilege!
Ok, ok, I feel better now, on with the disclaimers: Original Characters are mine and mine alone. You should know by now what's on this story. I'll repeat it again just in case: Gore, Language and Femslash (No 'flaming lesbo' jokes, please.) so if you don't like these kinds of things or you're just too young to read them click the "Go Back" button now. Please and thank you.
Thanks to King in Yellow, master of Kigo, and my beta reader. Gyromancy tells you to go read his fanfics. (SH 1 reference)
Oh and don't forget to read the note beneath "End of Chapter" ok? Good.
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Chapter 4: Tears of…
"I see you didn't listen to my advice and stayed…I thought you were smarter, Gabrielle," said the platinum blond woman, folding her arms across her chest.
"You're Claudia, right?" The redhead stood up, looking at the other woman apprehensively. "What's happening here? Where's Heather?"
"She got lost in her own nightmare. Her true self is awakening and her powers are beyond mine," Claudia sighed. "But do not worry, you shall meet her again; after all…she must see you die."
Gabrielle frowned. "What the hell?! Why?"
"To nourish The God growing inside of her with hatred…you should know that already."
Then the redhead felt a small arm wrapping itself around her waist. Looking down, she saw little Dee was hiding behind her and glaring at the other woman. "You said you wouldn't hurt them anymore, you said you just wanted to scare them, you're a liar!" cried the little girl, shaking.
"Dee, do you know this woman?" Gabrielle wrapped an arm protectively around the girl's shoulder.
Dee looked at the redhead with tear-stained eyes. "She's a liar; she promised she wasn't going to kill you."
Claudia stared at them and let out a low chuckle. "You're still here? I already explained you; she's a sacrifice that must be made. Go away, you little brat, don't bother me anymore," she said, talking to the child.
The platinum blond woman's words made Gabrielle angry. "Hey, don't talk to her like that! She's just a kid!"
"Oh, protective as usual I see; you haven't changed," Claudia smiled weakly. "Don't you know who she is? You've met her before."
"What? But I'm sure I've never seen this little girl before…" thought the red haired woman. "And she can't be older than ten or twelve…is she connected to my past?"
Dee released her grip around the redhead's waist and ran to the door. "I'm telling 'Lessa!" she cried and left, slamming the door hard.
"…`Lessa? As in 'Alessa'?" asked Gabrielle a slight hint of hope in her voice. "Look, Claudia, I'm not having a good day here; I'm tired, hungry and soaked in something I really hope is Kool Aid gone bad. So if you would please just answer my question I would leave as you asked me to."
"Oh, but I don't want you to leave now," the robe-clad woman said, a small smile creeping its way to her face. "I realize now that your presence here is needed; the sight of your broken, lifeless body will be the last blow to her sanity, filling her with all the hatred she needs to bring forth Paradise!"
The redhead froze. "You're insane…"
Claudia balled her fist, her nails digging into her own flesh. "And you became a non-believer! You betrayed everything we stood for; the path of Xuchilbara and Lobsel Vith!"
Although she couldn't recall when, Gabrielle was sure she had heard those names before. "Xuchilbara…and Lobsel--?"
But her words were cut short as the platinum blond woman slammed her hard against the wall. "Don't you dare to repeat those names!" she snarled, closing her hands around the redhead's neck. "I should kill you…you're just a traitor anyway…"
Gabrielle's vision blurred as she realized Claudia was slowly lifting her up, choking her. The redhead tried to use the wall behind her as leverage, but her legs were shaking too badly so she just held onto the blond woman hands, trying to pry them off her neck. "Just…who the hell…are you?!"
Claudia's face softened, going from anger to mild shock. She loosened her grip on Gabrielle's neck, letting her fall to her knees.
The redhead coughed, rubbing her sore neck. The platinum blond woman turned her back on Gabrielle and whispered. "Mark my words; the next time we meet…you shall die."
Gabrielle watched as Claudia left the room, closing the door behind her. Then she got up, looking for her flashlight. "Crazy…crazy blond bitch!" she muttered, her legs failing, forcing her to kneel down again. "I have to…get out…find Heather."
Grabbing the flashlight with shaky hands, the redhead forced herself up, walking to the door and pushing it open. Steadying herself, she began calling out. "Heather! Where are you?!"
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Heather walked the halls of the deserted mall, a feeling of loneliness twisting her insides into knots. "Well…at least the blood is gone."
After Gabrielle's disappearance, the mall had gradually gone back to normal, almost making the blond girl believe it all had been a dream. "But it can't be just a dream…Gabrielle…why do I feel like I know her? Like I've known her for a long time?"
A sudden noise took her out of her thoughts; it sounded like someone or something hitting…no, not hitting, punching random piano notes. The blond young woman followed the sound.
It took her to a closed room. Gulping, she opened the door slowly, reading herself for what she might find inside.
It was a plain looking room, with a grand piano inside and a big mirror. "Hello? Is there anybody in here?" said the blond girl, entering the room cautiously. She stared at the mirror and quickly looked away. She didn't like mirrors; she felt as if an impostor was staring at her from the other side.
"Someone was here, I know it! I mean, there's no way the piano was making those sounds by itself" she thought while sitting on the piano bench and gently touching the yellowed keys.
"She tried to teach me, you know? But I could never play like she did."
Heather spun around, looking frantically for the source of the voice. "Where are you?!"
"Here."
The blond stared at the mirror and nearly fell over; where her reflection should be there was a dark haired girl, around fifteen years old, wearing a blue dress that looked like a school uniform.
Heather stood up, the girl in the mirror copying her movements like a normal reflection would do. "Is this some kind of joke? Who are you?"
"I'm sorry, but it isn't…I need you back with me. Claudia has gone mad, and only I can stop her but to do that I need to be complete once again."
"I hope you're not offended by the fact that I think that everything you're saying is just a load of BS," said the blond, crossing her arms in front of her chest. "And you still haven't told me who you are."
This time, the girl in the mirror didn't copy Heather's moves. "You mean you don't…? Oh, silly me," the girl chuckled a little. "I kept most of the memories with me when I made you; didn't want you to suffer..."
"Made me? What the hell are you talking about?"
"My name is Alessa and yes, I made you, Heather, or should I call you 'Cheryl`? That's the name they gave you, right?"
"What? How do you know that name?" the blond was starting to get mad. "That was my name until Daddy and I had to go hiding because of that guy…"
Alessa sighed. "I know everything about you; I created you to escape from my own pain, to prevent the Order from getting my powers. I thought that by splitting myself in half my powers would weaken, but that didn't happen…I guess that I just wanted to reach her…"
"Reach who?"
The dark haired girl looked away. "Like you don't know who I'm talking about…she likes to call me 'Lessa'."
Realization struck Heather. "Gabrielle…"
"Exactly," whispered Alessa, looking at the blond girl straight to the eye. "Now, listen to me; we can't get away from this, as much as we want, so we're gonna have to work together. The strange things that are happening in this mall are because of Claudia, one of the High Priestess of the Order..."
"I never said I believed you!" shouted Heather, cutting off the other girl's words. "I'm not you! I'm not part of you! I'm me!"
"You have to believe me, Heather, because what I'm saying is the truth; you and I are one and the same, you are me, the way I was supposed to be."
"You're lying! This is just an elaborate lie. Who do you work for? Why are you doing this? Tell me!"
Alessa lost her patience. "You think I'm lying? Tell me something, Heather; what's your first memory?"
Heather stood quietly for a moment, searching her memories. "I was alone…in a foggy place…wearing a thin, red sweater that was too big for me, the sleeves covered my hands…and then I saw a light…and a man…Daddy!"
"Your first memory is when Harry and his wife found you, right? Lisa wrapped her sweater around you and told you to run because the men from the Order were catching up to you, so she distracted them as you ran. Somehow you got to the highway, where this nice couple found you…thanks to the bright red sweater."
Tears began rolling down the blond girl's cheeks. "It can't be…"
"And yet, it is…" the dark haired girl was crying too. "I'm sorry. Everything will be clear once you come to Silent Hill."
Heather got closer to the mirror, standing face to face with Alessa. "Will I…will I stop being me?"
"Don't be scared, you were never someone else. You just forgot," said Alessa, pausing for a moment. Then she reached through the glass and cleaned Heather's tears, cupping her face gently. "Everything is going to be ok; I'll help you get out of this cursed place. As soon as you're out, come to Silent Hill…"
They stared at each other for a moment, and then the blond girl smiled. "Don't worry, I'll tell her."
The girl in the mirror smiled as well, and in a bright flash of white she was gone. Heather found herself standing in front of a broken mirror, her hand cupping her own face and wet with her own tears.
She heard someone calling out her name just outside the door. "Heather! Where are you?!"
She ran for the door, almost hitting Gabrielle's face when she opened it.
"There you are! I was starting to think I'd never find you," said the redhead, breathing heavily; her clothes were a stained, crumpled mess and she looked tired.
Heather smiled happily and wrapped her arms around Gabrielle's waist, hugging her tightly.
Gabrielle stared at her, dumbfounded. "Did I miss something?"
"I have a message for you," said the blond, tucking a wild lock of red hair behind the taller woman's ear. "She misses you, a lot, and she's waiting for us, in Silent Hill."
The redhead looked even more confused. "Did you…?"
"Yes, I saw her, I saw Alessa. She's here, but she's not here. It's complicated," Heather sighed. "But everything will be ok, once we get out of here."
"Ok…then let's get the hell away from here before that psycho Claudia finds us; I had a chat with her a moment ago and it wasn't nice."
"Did she do anything to you? What about the little girl?" asked Heather, concern clear in her brown eyes.
"Well, she tried to choke me, and warned me that the next time she sees me, I'm dead meat. I don't know where the kid is, but Claudia seems to know her," Gabrielle looked around. "Wanna stay and find out?"
"No…let's go," said the blond girl, holding onto the redhead's hand. They started walking towards the elevator and as they walked the ground began changing again; sometimes looked like a mass of blood clots and the next moment it looked normal.
Heather looked terrified. "Claudia must be catching up to us again; this is her doing, run!"
They ran wildly to the end of the corridor, where an elevator was. As if on cue, it opened.
"Come on! In the elevator, now!" shouted the blond girl, just as something bumped her shoulder; it was a tentacle-like appendage, with a disgusting dark substance dripping from it. "Something is chasing us!"
"Are you crazy?!"
"Everything is going to be ok!" said Heather as she ran faster. "Don't look back!". Just when they made it inside the elevator, the doors closed, leaving the foul beast outside.
Both young women collapsed as the elevator began to go up, and before she lost her consciousness, Gabrielle thought she heard a siren going off.
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They woke up in the main entrance hall of the mall, sprawled near the fountain. Heather was the first to wake up. "What? The shopping mall is just like before." She looked around, scanning her surrounding for possible threats. "Are we back…?"
"Ow, my back!" groaned Gabrielle, getting up just beside the blond girl.
Heather giggled. "You ok?"
"Yeah, but I have to stop fainting with my backpack on. God, it hurts!"
"Stop complaining, it could be worse," said the blond girl, offering her hand to the taller woman. "Let's find the exit…and a working phone; I'd like to call my dad."
They walked to the main entrance, holding hands while they walked. Heather leaned a little on Gabrielle; somehow, the presence of the redhead calmed her. "I forgot how good it felt to walk beside her…wait, what am I thinking? Have I done this before?"
A voice took her out of her thoughts. "Heather!" Douglas called out, walking toward them. "And Gabrielle? When did you two meet?"
Heather stared at him. "You…you're in this too, right? With that Claudia."
"Claudia? Yes, she asked me to find you two, but that's it."
"She asked you to find us both? Why?" asked Gabrielle, rubbing her forehead.
Douglas sighed. "I don't know, didn't ask."
The redhead chuckled. "Thought it was part of your job, you know, being a detective and all."
"Look, she just gave me some info, a load of cash and asked me not to ask her any questions. I needed the money…and frankly that woman scares me, what was I supposed to do?"
"I don't know…" started Gabrielle, but suddenly something started vibrating on her pocket. She dug out her cell phone and answered it. "Hello? …Teddy?! I'm so happy to hear you! …no, I'm ok; the reception in this place sucks! …Yeah, I'll call you later, ok? Love ya."
Heather felt a really, really small pang of jealousy. "Who's Teddy?"
"My dad."
"Oh…ok…can I call my dad now?"
The redhead handed her the phone and Heather dialed.
Gabrielle looked at Douglas. "So, you really don't know anything that might help us?"
"If I knew anything, I'd tell you…after all that happened. What was that? Those monsters…" said Douglas, toying with his hat.
"You saw them too? I was starting to think Heather and I were crazy."
"Yeah…one of them looked like a skinned dog! I had to shoot it six time for it to stay down! I really though I was going to die…"
"Damn!" shouted Heather, startling both Douglas and Gabrielle.
"What is it?" asked a worried Gabrielle.
"Dad is not answering the phone…"
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End of chapter.
And that's all for now! I'm sorry, my life's been a mess lately so I haven't had the time to even think about this fic. Short chapter, I'm sorry for that too; I was trying to stick as much as I could to the original story, but then I said "What the hell? I'll try something different!"
Hope you all like it. Remember; R&R.