HIYA. This be my fanfiction crossover of Silent Hill and Ed, Edd, & Eddy. Why? Because there is never enough of these babies. Seriously, there is one that I read not too long ago that went MISSING. I mean MISSING. I looked for it everywhere and I cannot find a single fucking trace of its existence! D:
Anyway, by now you guys must be aware that for my protagonists, Watson is a very common surname. Not sure why, but I love that name. It may be because I absolutely love Dr. John Watson from the Sherlock Holmes phenomenon. Seriously, that guy is a badass.
I don't own Silent Hill. I own the main idea to this fanfic (which will be later on revealed) and my OC's. Trust me, I think it is obvious who the OC's are…
A dark haired girl is running through a hallway, she's panting for breath as she hears the low rumble of the giant's footsteps. A sob or two are heard from her, remembering the sight of her lover's dying body. 'Get out' he said.
"Get out, Mellie!" he cried as he coughed up more blood. Pyramid head gripped him tighter, causing him to cry out in agony. Mellie stood there, shocked, crying as he told her to run. "Run!" he cried, and she ran. There was one more cry of pain, and silence. Mellie stopped and turned around, Had it stopped? She thought to herself, as she stepped forward slightly.
It was too good to be true though, for she immediately heard the dragging of a large metal object. She turned and ran.
It felt as if the nightmare would never end, like she'd be trapped in this horrid world forever.
She felt her knees meet the floor, and she held her hands out in front of herself to break her fall. Her pale skin glowed in the moonlight from the window beside her; she began coughing violently as she tried to catch her breath. She could not run anymore, her lungs burned and her legs ached. "I'll never get home…" she sobbed in sorrow.
Dear God, I'm going to die.
At this point, she would have welcomed death, as it would welcome her with open arms. Anything to leave, to get out of this god-forsaken hell hole.
She finally managed to regulate her breathing when she heard the sliding of metal across the floor. She turned her head to see the giant, Pyramid Head walking towards her. She choked out a sob and stood, once again, running away from the monster.
A dead end. A dead end is exactly what Mellie was staring at, staring at with horror, fear, and a heavy feeling in her stomach. She turned around, to face death, as the Pyramid Head approached her.
Mellie Watson might just die today.
It was a long day at the local hospital a few miles from Eddward Holmes' hometown. Three car accidents, four deaths and a liver failure. Edd sighed and leaned back into the seat of his old green car. He never thought that it would be this difficult, It's never easy. He shook his head and started the car, wanting to get home before he passed out from exhaustion. It, indeed, had been a very long day at work.
As he drove, he noticed that his phone was buzzing in his left pocket. Automatically, he answered it, not even bothering to remember his paranoia about answering the phone when driving.
"Hello?"
"Double D? It's me, Eddy."
"Hi Eddy." Edd sighed.
"What's wrong with you, Sockhead?"
"Eddy, I just had to work a thirteen hour shift and I am dead tired."
"Anyway, did you hear about your old classmate?"
"Yeah, Mellie Watson; she disappeared yesterday night."
"So did her boyfriend, Chad Kerrington."
Edd's knuckles whitened at the grip of the steering wheel. He remembered the day that Chad had humiliated him when he first asked Mellie out. He never liked him, but Mellie was heads over heels for him, and though Edd disliked him, if it meant she was happy, that was all that mattered.
"Double D, you there?"
"Yeah. Listen, Edd, can we talk about this in the morning? I'm seriously tired."
"Fine, are you off tomorrow?"
"Yeah."
"Meet me and Ed at that bar in Peach Creek."
"Okay."
The two said their goodbyes and hung up as Edd began driving into the parking lot of Summer Grove Apartments. He rubbed his temples after he parked and shut the car off. He was certainly happy to see his cozy bed when he entered the apartment.
Eddy Corbin sat on his couch, knowing that something was wrong. It wasn't like he really knew something was going to happen, but it was that sinking feeling inside him that made him sure of himself. Ed hasn't been acting quite like himself lately. But hell, after Sarah's disappearance, that was predictable.
He sent a text message to both Edd and Ed to meet up at the bar the next day and stared at the ceiling.
He then began to think of Edd's old classmate from med school, this couldn't just be a crazy coincidence. He knew that there had to be some form of a connection, but he couldn't find it. From what he could remember from college life, Sarah had absolutely nothing in common with Mellie and Chad. In fact, she was jealous of Mellie because Sarah still had a bit of a crush on Edd. Eddy shook his head, that couldn't be it, because Sarah had moved on from Edd to her childhood friend, Jimmy.
That's another thing, Ed wasn't the only one who suffered greatly when Sarah was announced missing. Jimmy nearly broke down. He was in love with her. Eddy groaned and let his head fall into his hands. Deep down, he wanted to figure what in the hell was going on, but another part of him wanted to just forget all about it.
He shook his head again, he couldn't just forget this. That feeling wouldn't go away; it kept biting at him and bothering him.
Eddy looked at his hands and realized that he had been gripping the remote too tight; he threw it back on the table, creating a cluttering noise. He stood and walked to his kitchen, grabbing a soda and went to his room. He hadn't grown since his freshman year in high school, leaving him at five feet and three inches. His slick bluish black hair was a good two inches of his height.
He sat on his computer chair and tried to screw around online to distract himself.
After thirty levels of a game called 'Give up Robot 2', Eddy was passed out on his computer chair.
Ed Mason tossed and turned in his sleep, for the first time in days, he slept, but not soundly. He talked a bit, mostly something along the lines of 'Where are you?' or his sister's name. A bead of sweat trailed down his forehead, indication that he was under stress, a lot of stress.
Everything was grey, and cool. As Ed stood, he realized that he was on concrete, wearing nothing more than black sweat pants and a white t-shirt. He looked around, and eventually the fog had cleared slightly, or at least enough for Ed to see where he was going. He could hear water, not like an ocean, but not like a stream or a creek either.
He walked further until he saw a road sign. Maybe I'll find out where I am... he thought as he approached it. It was a shade of blue, that he could tell, but the words were blurry, and difficult to make out.
"Silent Hill." Ed said, and walked on to...
Ed practically leapt up from his bed, sweating, and gasping for breath. He looked around his bedroom, able to see due to the light from his bedroom window. Nothing was out of place, or at least from where Ed left it. He pushed his auburn hair back from his face and looked to the zombie clock on his side table. It was seven-thirty in the morning.
He sighed and stood, stretching, and popping a few joints here and there. He checked his phone, which was on the floor. There was a text message from Eddy, telling him to meet him and Edd at the bar that afternoon. At first he thought of making up an excuse, until he read the last line, which read 'URGENT.' Ed knew that Eddy wouldn't have put in 'URGENT' if it wasn't, especially if Edd was involved.
Ed sighed and got dressed, not even bothering to brush the mess of hair. He left his tiny apartment and walked to the bar, wondering why Eddy needed to call a meeting between the three.
Peach Creek hadn't changed at all in the twenty four years he'd lived there. The sun had already risen, creating a warm glow on the lonely streets. Few cars passed him, some going to a friend's house, or for some of those poor bastards that worked on a Saturday, to work. A cool feeling crossed Ed as he entered the bar, an aura of friendliness and cheer washed over him. But he couldn't shake the feeling of dread from his body as he slumped onto the barstool.
He held up one finger to the bartender, who already knew his favorite.
"Eddy, I still think you shouldn't have driven here if you planned on drinking." Ed heard Edd speak.
"That's why I brought you, Sockhead." Eddy retorted, "Ay, Ed." He said and sat next to his much taller friend.
"Good morning, Ed. Good lord, how much sleep did you get last night?" Edd sat on the other side of his friend, showing concern in his eyes.
"I don't know." He replied.
"When did you hit the sack?" Eddy asked and drank his beer.
"I think it was three in the morning."
"That's almost three hours more than last night."
Edd ordered a non-alcoholic drink, worrying for his friend. "Eddy, why exactly did you want us to come here again?" he asked.
"Oh!" Eddy suddenly recalled his plan and pulled out a piece of crumpled paper from his back pocket. "I wanted to say that we may have not thoroughly checked the surrounding towns." He slapped the paper onto the table and pointed at the center, "Here is Peach Creek. Up north is Raccoon City, two miles west is Boston, and just south of us is Newton. We checked the boarders of these three cities. But we never really went in and-"
"Silent Hill." Ed mumbled.
"What?" Edd and Eddy both looked up from the paper to their friend.
"We never checked Silent Hill." He said.
"The resort town… That's right. When Rolf and Kevin tried to go there, they ended up getting lost in the forest and somehow got turned back." Edd nodded. "We never searched that area; we can bring together a search party." He said enthusiastically.
"Just us three." Ed shook his head.
Not wanting to cause an argument, Edd and Eddy went on with plans. "I can set reservations at Jacks Inn. I think they're in the phone book…" Edd went on about plans.
As his friends spoke, Ed paid no attention. His mind was elsewhere as he recalled the events of his dream the previous night. His insides twisted with excitement with the possibility that his sister may actually be okay in Silent Hill.
He missed her violence towards him. The way she'd attempt to scratch his eyes out. He missed being the over protective older brother she was constantly pissed off at.
His thoughts suddenly darkened; what if she wasn't okay? What if she had been hurt terribly? What if she had been improperly touched by a strange man? What if she wasn't alive at all?
Ed was shocked. He may be a little slow, but on certain things, he caught on quite quickly. And he knew that thinking like that would do him absolutely no good, whatsoever.
"What do you think, Ed?"
Ed was suddenly brought back to earth. "What?"
"This afternoon, I can drive you and Eddy to Silent Hill." Edd reiterated.
"I think that will work." Ed slowly nodded.
"Great. Now, I'll drive you guys by your apartments, and we can grab some things to survive on for a night or two."
"Yeah, and a shit ton of energy drinks if I'm gonna be searching the town day and night." Eddy poked into the conversation.
The three young men paid for their drinks and walked to Eddy's dark blue car. The sun seemed to dim just slightly as they drove to the closest living space of the three: Edd's apartment.
AUTHOR'S NOTES (YOU BETTER FUCKING READ THESE)
Yeah, shitty ending to chapter one, I know. But it could be worse.
And please let me know of any grammar errors. Microsoft Word works well, but my index, middle, and ring fingers on my right hand are bandaged due to burns that really hurt right now.
SO, I hoped you enjoyed this. Read and Review please. Oh, and kick the shit out of my inbox if I haven't updated as early as next weekend. I may actually have chapters 2 and 3 finished by then, but you can never be sure. I tend to drift into something else, which is something I may do because my grandfather wants to write a story with me about zombie plants. Yeah. Don't ask how that happened…
By the way, plase let me know if what I'm writing is a really fucking bad idea.
Gawd, I have the mouth of a sailor... .
Well, this is PhilosophicalZombie, signing off!