Part Ten

The Truth

I stared outside the window, myself sitting in the passenger seat and Loki laying in the back seats. What I read was mind blowing and Loki said that when I was ready, he would tell me what was his involvement with everything and his connection to me. Douglas seemed to notice the tension and he couldn't probably guess why. He wouldn't know but anyone could tell that his curious was bubbling as he was looking to me and Loki from time to time.

"It started raining." Douglas said as I didn't react, I obliviously knew that, "Are you sleeping you two?"

"I'm awake." I replied and Loki mumbled a no just barely audible.

"Are you cold?" Douglas asked us and then when there was no answer he added, "Whats the deal now with Silent Hill? It used to be a quiet town."

"Have you been there?" I asked and Loki stirred, sitting up and leaning against the back seat, his face looked rather hurt and wounded.

"Once in a missing persons case." He replied, "Never did find him but that is one screwed up town. In my line of work, you hear a lot of nasty rumors."

"I was born and raised there" I replied and then Loki proceeded to finally talk.

So was I. I can still remember where everything is located. He replied, looking off as if deep in memory.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to offend anyone." He replied and I just shrugged.

"No offence taken." I replied and looking simply said the same thing as me.

"Anyway, I thought you grew up in Portland." Douglas stated and then he noticed me rubbing my head, "Whats wrong? Feeling sick?"

"My head is pounding...like the worse hangover ever..." I replied, diving deep into memories I couldn't remember.

"Maybe your carsick." Douglas replied as he continued to carefully drive down the never ending straight road.

"No, I'm trying to remember my childhood..." I replied and then took a deep breathe, "Something terrible happened in Silent Hill 17 years ago. A woman named Dahlia tried to summon the ancient god of the town. She offered up her very own daughter."

Mother...she was very fanatical of her religious beliefs. Loki mumbled and I quietly reacted.

"Thats crazy." Douglas said as he seemed to catch on.

"Maybe so but it worked. The girl gave birth to a god." I replied, looking down at my lap.

"Huh?" Douglas looked at me temporarily and then returned to the road.

"You see, this girl had special powers." I explained, looking up temporarily to watch the gentle falling of the rain.

"Powers?" Douglas repeated to me, hoping it would be extrapulated.

We didn't ask for them but it seemed like fate forced us to be subjected to its sadistic torture. Loki responded and I looked back at him and we shared the same look of comforting each other's pain.

"Her classmates called her a witch. She could make things happen with her mind, she could kill people just by wishing for it." I replied, feeling the same pain that Loki probably was dealing with right now, "But in the end, that god was killed by a single person, my father Harry Mason."

Now Claudia plans on repeating what Mother had did, only now Heather is the choosen sacrifice. Loki replied and he hid his face, taking a heavy breathe and I could tell he was having relaspes of his past.

"You got some special powers in you too Heather?" Douglas asked me and I slowly shook my head 'no'.

"After the god was killed, the girl reappeared. She was holding a baby in her arms. Before she died, she gave my father the baby." The pain of losing my father hit me and the memories of what he looked like flooded me as I began sobbing, "He loved me like I was his very own daughter. I know he didn't know who...or what I was...but it was so sudden...I never had a chance to tell you...to tell you how happy you made me..."

Douglas said nothing as I let the tears flow down my pale cheeks. I continued until Loki placed his hand on my shoulder and gently rubbed it in comfort. He couldn't smile, I could tell as he looked to my face and gave me a rather weak smile. I tried to return one and he withdrew his hand and self back into the seat, his body flowing on the seat like a worn out silk.

Heather...My mother and father belonged to the religious cult in Silent Hill. When I was first born, I was a mistake, I should've been born their Holy Mother to them. My father took me in and forced me to learn their religious beliefs and being told that I was the 'devil'. Then my half sister was born and I was told that as my powers grew, hers just began. Then...my father...he...they...tortured me...put me through so much pain...I...got a chance to see my sister once and I knew...a way for her to escape but when we tried to do it...we were caught...and then...she became pregnant with god...and I...was outcasted into that horrible world...only now have I seen the real world...so I must help you to keep you from the fate that I was cursed to, even if it means I lose my own life. Loki said, I didn't look but I could hear in his voice that he was crying or atleast trying his best not to completely break down.

"Don't worry we will find a way to stop her and we can live like normal people." I replied as the rest of the car ride was abnormally quiet and I couldn't help but dose off.

As I slept, I couldn't really stay asleep and several times, I woke up now and then. I couldn't remember when we got there but we arrived to our destination with weary minds and strong hearts. We got to the motel and we shuffled in to find only two beds. Loki said he didn't need to sleep and let Douglas and I sleep in the two beds. In the middle of the night, I had a dream that I used to have before the mall incident. Except that on Loki's normally white skin was now blood like viens surging lifelikely on him and he looked like a limp monster on a wheelchair. I timidly approached him to only find him to start up and start screaming in pain, fire flaring from his body. I backed away, the smell of burning flesh hurting my nostrils and the heat getting too intense. I felt the fire spread to me and then I woke up.

I was sweating and Loki was looking over at me with concern. I wiped the sweat off my brow and told myself it was only a dream or atleast a nightmare. He asked me if I was okay and I told him that I only had a bad dream. I went back to sleep to return to no more dreams or nightmares.

Douglas shook me awake and when I did sit up on my bed, I felt alittle bit more exhausted than usual. He went to the door and told me that this Vincent character wanted us to find a man named Leonard and that I should go to the hospital. Loki said that Vincent would meet up with us by a strip joint called "Heaven's Night" before we head in. I wished Douglas to have a safe trip and he smiled and said he would.

Thats when he left and me and Loki looked to each other and felt a strong urge to stay where we were for we held a precognitive fear of the future.