Disclaimer: I own nothing from Silent hill. Anything that might belong to someone or some other entity is the sole property of aforementioned property owner. One other thing I forgot to mention. This is story is fictitious, any similarity to any one or anything is purely coincidental, and not intended by design.

Forgive Us Our Sins

"Ken, Barbie, and Bridgett have GI JOE. Most unfortunate indeed, Gambriel what do we do?" Lester asked the wall nest to him, talking to someone only he could see.

"No, I can't ask the princess what to do; she said not to bother her. You know what she gets like when she's mad." Lester moved his head from side to side, trying to find threats, either real or imagined as his eyes darted wildly around the hallway.

Lester got to his feet and started walking down the hallway of the school. He walked bent forward, head tucked into his shoulders.

"Oh gambriel, my stomach hurts; it's because of GI JOE. NO! I won't! I refuse to go the doctor. You know what they do. Doctors are evil. Yes I must find Greg; he will know what to do about it." Lester said as he got a new wind. He then started walking down the hallway with a little more vigor.

Lexington Lead the group once again. Ashley was right behind him, while Vanessa hung back a little. She was not sure what to think of Lexington at this point in time. She understood that whatever this strange place manifests, it seemed to target him, but at the same time, she remembered that Zack had handed her a pistol, saying he wasn't sure of Lexington himself.

Lexington was the one who held a knife to her throat when they first met. He did freak out on Ashley when he first saw her, and he had a marked change in his demeanor. It seemed with every passing moment, she looked more and more to Zack for comfort. There were dangerous things outside the party and there were members of the party itself that were apparently dangerous as well.

Zack looked to Vanessa to make sure she was ok. Next to Lexington she was the most targeted by the monsters, either that or she just seemed to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Zack had recently gone through a nasty break up with his previous girlfriend, Regina. Zack was starting to become attracted to Vanessa. The thought sacred him, He did not want his personal feelings to get in the way of what needed to be done, something he feared Lexington was letting happen.

Zack wasn't even sure where Lexington was leading them. He had taken the map and Zack stood back following orders. Every few minutes Vanessa would look back to Zack for moral support and he would smile reassuringly.

Lexington leads the group back down to the first floor, the grey monotone of the hallway unyielding in any clue as to their direction. Lexington then lead them to a set of large double doors above which the sign said "Gym".

Lexington looked to the rest of the group and nodded before he entered. He then counted silently with his fingers to three. When he got to three he opened the door and went inside. The gym was largely empty. The basket ball court covered with a fine dust, banners proclaiming the Tolouca toucans the champions in 1964, 66, 67, and 69. A few basket balls sat idly in the corner, waiting for someone to com and play with them. The bleachers were outstretched also standing by waiting for the next big game.

The windows of the Gym were covered with a dark cloth, preventing much light from entering the arena. When the doors closed it almost turned to black. Lexington switched on his flashlight on his rifle and taking their cues, so did Zack and Ashley.

"Hey Zack, remember when we decided we were gonna challenge SEAL team 9 to a 12 hour basket ball game?" Lexington asked with levity.

"Yeah, if I remember correctly we won 424 to 389" Zack answered, chuckling at the fond memory.

"You guys really played a 12 hour basket ball game?" Ashley asked in amazement.

"Damn Skippy and we got up the next day and did a 12 mile qualifying run for training." Lexington said.

Ashley then turned to Vanessa and said "Remind me next to date a Navy SEAL."

Lexington stopped suddenly as his flashlight beam came up something at the other end of the gym. He moved closer to it as Zack made sure he was safe. As he moved closer they discovered it was a stone alter. Upon which an inscription read:

Blood of the damned run free to the rivers of vengeance.

"I wonder what this is used for." Lexington asked as the rest of them came up to examine the alter.

As Zack came up to check it out, Lexington looked up the basket ball goal.

"I don't know but I bet that has something to do with it." Lexington said as he pointed to the goal. Zack's mouth hit the floor, as Ashley and Vanessa Screamed at the sight. The actual basket had been removed and the backboard only remained, on it, a young boy hung, Crucified, his hands nailed to the backboard and his head held tightly bound by barbed wire.

Blood covered the young mans body. He was naked except a pair of boxers; his killer had left him with some dignity. His skin was a black leathery texture, having been burned over his entire body. Dark, bloody holes remained were his eyes should have been, his mouth hung open, blood staining his chin. His once curly blond hair stained red with blood. In his bare chest a pinned name tag proclaiming his name, Jake.

All of this had become too much for Ashley as she ran to the bleachers and threw up. Zack and Vanessa went over to her to make she was all right. Lexington just stood, staring at the corpse of the boy who took her daughters virginity.

Lexington had been brought up a Christian. As much as he wanted to hate this boy, as much as he wanted to see him like this, Lexington felt pity for him. Yes he deserved to be punished for what he did to his daughter, but not this. He then thought back to a memory he had with Jenna.

Lexington sat in his favorite chair watching television when Jenna came running into the house in tears. Wondering what the matter was, he went to go console his daughter. He found her in her room crying into her pillow.

"Jenna what's wrong?" he asked as he went to her side.

"It's stupid Betty; she said you were nothing more than a killer. That it was your job to kill people." Jenna sobbed.

Lexington took a deep breath he had to try and find a way to explain his job to his daughter.

"Jenna it is true that I have kill people, but, only certain people. I am the one who makes life safe for everyone in the country when bad guys want to come and kill everyone else. I am the guy who kills all the bad guys." Lexington said tenderly.

"I still hate Betty! I hope she Burns in Hell!" Jenna shouted.

Lexington was stunned by his daughters use of language, under normal circumstances that would have earned her a spanking and no desert for dinner but considering the situation.

"Now Jenna, you know the lords prayer don't you?" he asked her. She nodded he head in response.

"You know the part; forgive our sins as we forgive those who sin against us." Again Jenna nodded her head, as she wiped away more tears.

"That means that even though Betty was being mean, we have to forgive her. She doesn't full y understand the situation." Lexington said holding his daughter in his arms.

Lexington came back from his memory with a smile on his face. He knew he would have to forgive this Jake kid just as he had instructed Jenna to forgive that little bitch Betty. Lexington never really liked her either he remembered.

Just then Zack came up to him and told him Ashley needed a minute to calm down. A minute she would never get, for as soon as Zack went back over to the girls sitting on the bleachers the sound of the wretched Siren started to wail.

The world started to transform into the hell that would inevitably follow the siren. The Backboards for the Basketball goals lost all their paint as it fell to the floor. The Bleachers started to rust and the walls shed their color as well, to be replaced with breathing flesh. The wood of the basket ball court took on a rotten color and became soft underfoot. The transformation was complete when they were thrown into total darkness.

Zack, Lexington and Vanessa having taken Ashley's flashlight, turned them on. Lexington got everyone gathered around him as they detailed their escape plan.

"Ashley I'm sorry but your not gonna have time to rest." Lexington said to her.

"It's all right, I'll get over it." She answered still queasy.

"All right, I think we need to leave the building and make our way out into the streets. There is more room to maneuver out there then inside a building, so we might be safer. We'll go to that door over there and…" Lexington stopped mid sentence, something having caught his interest.

"No. No. NO, NO, NO!" He said running towards the door way. "Goddamn it why!" Lexington shouted from the area where the door was.

The rest of the party came over to where he was frantically going over the wall and soon discovered his despair. The doorway they had come in was no longer there. Just then a deep moaning sound came from the crucified corpse of Jake.

The moan turned into a scream as He tensed his neck and pulled his head free from the barbed wire restraint, blood pouring from the deep gash wounds. His head free he looked to his right hand and Screamed once again. His arm could be seen tensing as he pulled it from it's binding, the nail still in the backboard.

With the support on his right gone, his body swung down, hanging only from his left hand. Jake let out a grisly scream once more as he lifted his body weight up with his left hand. Once he pulled himself as far as he could, he let himself drop, the nail ripping through his hand as he fell to the gym floor below.

Jake was on his hands and knees, letting out tortured screams, as he felt his way around. He eventually got to his feet and trained his attention on the four people standing in front of him.

"You ready for this Zack?" Lexington asked as he brought the rifle to his shoulder.

"Let's get some." Zack answered pulling the charging handle on his M16.

Zack leaned back and whispered to Vanessa. "Remember what I told you. If things get too bad take Ashley and run and hide. And remember you have my pistol."

Jake made his way slowly towards them as he reached around his back and pulled out a knife. Jake then got a sadistic smile on his face as he let out a guttural growl.

"Where the fuck did he get that?" Lexington asked.

BAM…BAM…BAM BAM BAM…Zack's rifle echoed in the expanse of the gym. The bullets finding their mark, but causing no effect, Jake kept up his advance and if not stopped would soon be too close to use the rifles.

"Zack you go around to his right, he can't chase both of us, and we'll try and get his ass in a pincer attack." Lexington yelled over the rifle fire. Without saying a word, Zack took off running around Jake. Zack was so focused on getting to where he was going, he didn't see Jake had some how appeared right in front of him.

Jake forcefully knocked Zack down to the ground. He then brought his knife over his head and was about to plunge it into Zack's chest when Lexington tackled Jake to the ground. Lexington wrestled with Jake, trying to avoid the knife when Zack took careful aim and blow Jakes hand with the knife off of his arm.

Jake let out a Howl, his mouth opening wide. Lexington took advantage of the situation and pulled out a white phosphorous grenade. This grenade, when detonated, emitted an extremely hot jet of molten material, meant for disabling enemy gun emplacements.

"Eat this you perverted little bastard!" Lexington yelled as he reached up and put the grenade in Jakes Mouth. With his other hand he clamped Jakes Jaw around it and pulled the grenade's pin. As the grenade shot out the molten material, jakes entire head lit up with the light, the dark holes where his eyes had once been made, for an eerie lightshow of Gore and molten metal.

Jake let out one more moan and fell to the floor, dead. Having finally found peace, ironically given to him by the father of the reason he was here.

Zack went up to Lexington and helped him to his feet. "That has got to be the best light show I have ever seen." Zack said to his friend.

"Beats the hell out of the Fourth of July." Lexington responded as he brushed himself off. "We need to go find the girls."

I got it." Zack said as he whistled. "Hey girls you can come out now it's safe." He yelled.

They both waited and nothing. Zack called once again and the only thing that responded to his call was the dark empty expanse of the gym.

"Hey Lexington, We got a problem man." Zack said, almost comically.

"No shit Sherlock." Lexington said, shaking his head.

Ashley and Vanessa found themselves wandering the hallway with only a small flashlight to illuminate their way. The walls pulsed in and out, slowly keeping time with the breath of a labored beast.

Ashley led Vanessa, the Lugar that Lexington had found, was in her hand, the weight an awkward feeling, she felt she could never get used to.

"Are you sure this is the right way?" Vanessa asked the fear evident in her voice.

"I think so, we somehow got out of the gym and I think the door is somewhere around here, I swear." Ashley answered her friend, the tone of her voice not exactly reassuring.

Vanessa wasn't entirely convinced Ashley knew what she was doing. Vanessa had always followed in Ashley's wake. All through her child hood Vanessa, was a meek shy girl, always watching the other children play from afar, but to afraid to go join them. Ashley was the exact opposite. She was outgoing, had a bubbly personality and always seemed to be up beat. Opposites attract, as they say.

Naturally, Ashley was the one to take charge in a situation such as this. Although Ashley Looked up to Vanessa and trusted her judgment, she did miss having Zack behind her, guiding her with that reassuring smile of his. Vanessa took a deep breath and latched on to Ashley as the two girls

"Aw Fuck!" Lexington shouted.

"What's eaten your ass?" Zack said turning to him.

"My rifle, it took some of that White phosphorous. The Bolt is welded to frame, the fuckers useless." Lexington said handing the gun to Zack to examine.

"You know Lexington this thing probably saved you from taking any phosphorous yourself." Zack said, taking the magazine of ammunition from the gun and putting it in his own stocks.

"Yeah I know, still aint it a bitch." Lexington said as he drew his pistol out, pulling the slide back to make sure it worked.

Lexington was the kind of guy who likes to have things big and loud. His pistol was an MK23 SOCOM. A big beast of a pistol that shot 45ACP ammo, it was large enough to put the flashlight from the rifle on it, which Lexington did as he threw the useless rifle to the ground.

Zack let Lexington take the lead as the two set back off down the dark hallway. Lexington and Zack moved in text book Tactical military fashion, moving as one cohesive unit through the hellish school building. As they moved through the hallway, they soon came to another set of double doors. This room was marked "Library"

Lexington decided that they had better check it out to make sure the girls were not there. Zack moved to a position behind Lexington, as he pushed the lever, opening the door. The door opened with a metallic click, the sound the only thing breaking the silence. The door squeaked as Lexington pushed it open and entered a large room, cluttered with books, strew around as though someone wanted to find something hidden on the shelves.

Zack checked the right side of the room with his flashlight, the small beam only uncovering empty book shelves hidden in the darkness. Lexington checked the right side, sweeping the area with his pistol. The check out desk came into view, covered with a sticky red liquid that shone in the light. On the desk a small candle flickered in the silence. A plate and eating utensils sat near it, as if someone had just been here dining.

Lexington got Zack's attention and the two men went over to investigate. On the plate remnants of food still remained blood all around the setting. Near the plate of food a piece of paper sat, writing visible, Lexington reached for it and read it to himself.

Mirror, Mirror, on the wall

Who's the one who hates them all?

As they run about and hide

I'm the one who watched them as they died.

Their pleas and screams go unheard

Their hopes and dreams gone like a bird.

Never more will their bodies wake

On their wretched hearts, tonight I partake.

"Oh man, this is hardcore." Lexington said showing the paper to Zack. Zack read it, took a deep breath, and handed it back to Lexington.

"Hey Lexington look at this." Zack said pointing to a table against the far wall, with his flash light.

The two men went over to it to investigate. As thy moved closer, their flashlight illuminated more of what was on it. Blood covered the table and used bandages, littered the area. A small bowl with bloody water sat at the edge, inside, where a set of tweezers, a scalpel, and a set of retractors. Next to the bowl a small piece of bloody brass shone in the feeble light. Lexington picked it up to examine it.

"5.56 hollow point, that fucking bastard took the bullet out, either that or he found someone to do it for him." Lexington said tossing the misshapen piece of lead to the table.

"Who, what are you talking about?" Zack asked.

"That Lester kid, when I first met him he pulled a gun on me so I had to shoot him. I thought he was oblivious to the wound thinking he was invincible and all, it would appear he has a better grasp on things than we previously thought." Lexington answered him, the disappointment evident in his voice.

Zack and Lexington sat in the library. They needed a break. If they were too tired to help themselves, they wouldn't be any help to Ashley and Vanessa.

Ashley and Vanessa made their way down another darkened hallway. They made a point to avoid stairwells, as it would be hard enough for Lexington and Zack to find them as it was. Ashley led them a set of doors, from which, an awful smell was coming. They decided they had better go in anyway to see if Zack or Lexington was in there.

Ashley and Vanessa opened the doors and found that they had entered the pool area. The tile on the floor was red with the same sticky liquid that coated the walls. The Ceiling was too high to see and in the darkened background the ghostly visage of the diving boards peered from the black abyss. The water was the smell was coming from as it was black, and had strange things floating in it.

To the left of them, there was a light, set on a table. A man stood near the water and his outline could be seen from the tables light. As the door shut behind them, the man looked over to where the two girls were and waved to them as if he were saying hello.

Ashley and Vanessa, not really caring if he was friend or foe, went to him, his human form a pleasant sight. As they got closer the man called out to them.

"Now what would two such beautiful girls like yourselves be doing here?" he asked a smile on his face.

"Oh my god Mr. were lost can you help us?" Ashley pleaded with him.

The man looked the two girls over. They couldn't be any more than 20 years old he thought to himself. Except for the blond one she might be a little younger.

"You girls must really be scared. How can I help you?" he asked.

"You have no idea, we are with these two guys, both of them soldiers, have you seen them?" Ashley asked, hoping he would have the answers she wanted.

"No I'm afraid not, but, I just met with someone who kept talking about them. He also mentioned two girls as well. Could he have meant you?" he asked more to himself than any one.

"Well me, Vanessa here, and the two soldiers are the only four people we have really seen and now you of course. Hey are you alone? Are you with any one?" Ashley asked him.

"No it's just me. I like it that way. It gives me time to think to myself. It gives me chances to figure out how to help my friends." The man said.

As Ashley kept conversation up with this man, Vanessa looked him over. She didn't trust him. He was to clean cut to be in a place like this. He wore an expensive Giorgio Armani suite, with black matching shoes and a white dress shirt, capped off with a silk, black tie. His hair styled neatly on his head, slicked back.

"Aren't you afraid?" Ashley asked him

"No why would I be. There is nothing wrong." the man said looking around him.

"I don't know why I'm asking this but, do you know of a girl that apparently looks like me. Here name is Jenna, have you seen her?" Ashley asked.

The man got a look of deep thought on his face. He walked closer to the water and peered into it, his reflection meeting him on the black surface. "Yes I have seen her, just recently in fact."

"Well where is she, we are looking for her too, well all four of us." Ashley prodded him further.

"Now I can't tell you that. You will find her when the time is right. All will be explained, if you're smart enough to understand what's going on." The man said going back to the table and grabbing the light.

Ashley was offended by the fact that this strange man would question her intelligence. Sure she had to repeat a grade in middle school, but hey any girl struggles in those turbulent times.

"Here take this, it's from a friend." the man said as he walked to Ashley and gave her a small note.

"I thought you said you were a friend?" Ashley asked the man, still affronted.

"I did, but I didn't say I was yours." the man said as he took the light from the table and walked towards the door.

Ashley and Vanessa stood dumbfounded. Before the man made his way out of the pool room he called back to the two girls.

"My name is Greg by the way. If I were you I would check the library, you may find what you're looking for there, and all kind of knowledge is placed in a library. Oh after you deal with Courtney of course. Have fun and it was a pleasure meeting you two." Greg said as he slammed the door behind him.

Then in the water behind them, bubbles started to come to the surface, something was coming and it was coming fast…

To Be Continued…

A/N: A little longer than normal but hey, keep the reviews coming, they really help. Thanks for reading.