A/N: Micah finally entered silent hill, what does his dreams mean? What horror awaits there in that town? Let's see.
Sinse his awakening Micah had been relentlessly running to catch up to the person he heard the second he woke up. The pain in his chest kept stabbing his heart, felt like his ribs caved in, a gave laborious beating as he caught up to the sound of footsteps with his ragged and unstable breathing.
'Where on earth are they going? With a fog this dense you would be running into things in your way.' Micah thought to himself while he limped toward a small housing area with two rows of homes mirroring each other. The fog grew much thicker here, almost like it was the source of the fog, there was a loud banging sound that came from deep within the neighborhood. A sudden chill ran down Micah's spine as he heard tapping noises, something walking on the concrete that doesn't sound like it was standing up right.
'You fool, if you value your life then turn tail and run!' A voice shouted in the teens thoughts, one not his own. He tries to run but his body remained frozen place, besides where would he run to? Where could he hide? Being unfamiliar to someplace he would stand around until Elena got directions and follow her. But now that she isn't around to guide him and with no other soul around to ask he just stood dreadfully still in place.
'Grrrrrr...' the sound of low growling emerged from the fog, a deep sense of despair could be heard from it.
Soon a small silloughette walked from the fog, drawing closer to Micah, he could see what this thing was as it walked closer on all fours.
A hairless, starved dog covered in decomposed brown flesh. It's maw was huge with sharp jagged canines, blood slowly dripping from its jaws. It began to sniff the air as though looking for prey, dead white grey eyes scanning its surroundings trying to pick up what it's sense of smell couldn't.
Micah now felt horrified than pain, his eyes and body trembling at the sight of a Groaner. The fear held him down like chains, immobilized upon seeing such a creature.
'Damn that things looks terribly hungry! If I don't move I'll probably be its next meal!' Fighting against his fear Micah tries his hardest to move into one of the nearby houses undetected and silently. He slowly moved his left foot to the house on the left but shards of broken glass next to him made a loud crunch noise, to his dread the groaner looked up to the sound and spotted Micah. It gave a loud vicious bark and pounded its way up to its next meal. Before he had a chance to react the groaner lept into the air and crashed right into the teen brining him down full force as he was slammed head first to the ground. The groaner, taking the advantage of its dazed prey, lunged and snapped at Micah's head. Recovering quickly he managed to hold the groaner my the mouth like a muzzle and tried to shove it away. The persistent demon broke free and managed to scratch Micah's fore arm with its dark talons, the smell of blood became intoxicating to the groaner which gave it much more power to feed.
The commotion had brought in a second groaner that came running full tilt, slamming its dense skull into the first Groaners rib. sending it off the teen. The two Groaners began to have an all out war between each other to see who gets to feast upon fresh meat, clawing at each others throats and biting deeply leaving both demon dogs bleeding profusely, and terribly weak.
Using this chance to run to the gate he can see much clearly and closely, he slowly stood and ran around the distracted beasts. Caring less about what happened and focusing more on getting behind the gate a third groaner appeared and chomped onto Micah's thigh, puncturing both the muscles and nearly touching bone.
"AAAAAGGGHHHH!" The bite was extremely powerful and painful that the pain in his chest paled in comparison to it. The third groaner pulled and the teen fell again. The first and second Groaners saw their companion had crippled their prey and began to stalk slowly towards them.
His cerulean eyes became wide with pain and horror, these monstrosities were about to maul him and devour him while alive. He had no chance against any of these things. Warm tears fell from his eyes, pain became written clearly on his face as the demon dogs drew nearer. Blood began to pulsate out of the wound the third dog had a deep grip on he couldn't break free let alone out run them. The blood loss made him feel very light headed, his senses began to fail and his mind remained blank. His only thought was Elena, all the happy memories they shared since they became friends in preschool. He kept thinking that she is alright , that she's home with her family laughing and living her life happily without her crying over him.
'Maybe it would have been best if I just never met her, she wouldn't have gotten caught up in all this... She'll be laughing and smiling just living a great life without me... Yeah... Maybe we didn't meet and she's living her life striving to become a nurse. Maybe that's the truth that I can cling onto...'
As the blood kept pooling out of the wound so did the life in Micah's eyes. His eyes began to appear vacant and his breathing became weak and shallow. The Groaners were closer now, watching their prey die. Slowly his eyes fluttered and he closed them, just before his life left his body that voice full of malice intent returned to say,
'Pathetic...'
Micahs eyes snapped open instantly, instead of faded blue they were deep gold. The pain from the wound faded as he rose to his feet, the third groaner surprised tries to pull him down but was torn off of its spot and was held tightly by the throat in the air. The other two Groaners react and charge. Micah began to transform as they approached him to aid their companion. A dark dense black fog swirled around his body, reshaping the teen without losing his hold of the groaner. Once the fog dissipated the teen had become an entirely different person.
His short brown hair became a bit spiky and changed to a deep auburn red color. His clothes were exchanged with a long sleeve red jacket with three loose silver buckles hanging from the shoulder down to the elbows, the jacket is white and black on the inside of the jacket so two of the material become two separate collars that complement the jacket. He wears a velvet black bandit glove around his left hand with a golden engraved bangle and a full set of silver armor adornes his entire right arm: reinforced silver gauntlets were encrusted with gold, reinforced steel molded elegantly on the forearms to the shoulder and a silver and gold shoulder pauldron rested over the shoulder with a leather brown strap ran across his chest to keep the pauldron in place without restricting his mobility. A black no sleeve top exposed his midriff and strong abdomens, his baggy black jeans were neatly stuffed into his silver greaves and black white steeled toe boots. His golden eyes became trained on the the groaner he held, completely ignoring the on coming two. The groaner whimpered and cried out in fear, soon Micah's free arm came up and put two fingers in from of the Groaners eyes. He flicked his fingers slightly upward and the Groaners decomposed head flew from its fleshy neck sputtering green blood and bone from the exposed area.
The other two halt in their tracks upon witnessing what they saw. Their companions body was dropped onto the ground with the head landing in front of the demons.
Turning his gaze to the others he snapped his fingers and his wound healed without any source of blood or being inflicted with a wound. He stares at the demons with his golden hard eyes, staring directly into their souls. Trembling in fear they monsters remain in place, their adversary is one to be feared.
Using his right hand to snap crackles of blue lightning bounced and flashed from his hand casting everything in a soft blue glow. Upon seeing the lightning the Groaners turned and ran, not allowing them time to escape Micah snaps again in the once predators direction and the force jolted out from his hand, catching the two in a burning grasp and killing them upon impact without the dogs giving a yelp of pain.
Still in his hypnotic state he continues to the gate and ventures through as the darkness swallows everything.
Once giving the fainted man room away from the alley he was found in Micah thought of fire and a large explosion filled the small alley way engulfing the mauled corpse strung into the fence by barbed wires and the group of a dozen or so demonic humanoid figures the size of children. Transformed Micah carried the man over his shoulder he walked out of the alleyway and back to the streets, he passed the decapitated groaner and the burnt charred ones the smell of burnt flesh still fresh in the air. Walking aimlessly in the dark, with nocturnal vision, Micah came upon a small defendable cafe and entered. It was vacant and safe as he barricaded the doors and windows he used his thoughts to create light then placed the man on a couch, feeling drained himself all he could do was lay on the other couch and drifted off to sleep.
A/N: Finally uploaded next chapter, would have done so before but had a problem with uploading it, hopefully this was a good chapter, till next time.