Survival
Fanfic by Kathryn Grover
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Disclaimer: I don't own ReBoot or Silent Hill.......Oh yeah, did I fail to
mention that this is a CROSSOVER fic? *evil grin*

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Notes: Let's face it. Nearly every fanfic I've run into that tries to tell
a story about what happened just after Game Over ends up the same way.
They get to a hospital, and some binome or sprite comes in and tells Enzo:
"Oh yeah, we can fix yer' eye. We can hook a gun up to it too!" Gimmie a
break. First of all WHO IS GOING TO SAY THAT TO A KID? Second of all, who
says the first system they'd land in would be your perfect community?

Another note: Don't expect a walkthrough of the game Silent Hill.
Althought the order starts out similar, I'm not duping the puzzles. :)

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Chapter 1
Crash and Burn
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A familiar electronic roar sounded as the game cube shot into the sky. The
roar was replaced by something else.

What was that sound? The sound was completely new to her ears. A sound so
light that the ears of a normal sprite would never pick it up.

The feeling was unlike she'd ever experienced. The atmosphere was wet,
yet dry. It wasn't like her former underwater home, and it wasn't
like what she'd seen in Mainframe either.

White flakes fell lightly around her, only to melt as they hit the ground.
The atmosphere was cold and damp, and a fog hung around a row of low
houses, all fenced off by high stucco walls.

She couldn't see farther than a few meters, but the streets appeared
deserted. The neighborhood she was in kinda reminded her of the houses
she'd seen in that racoon game..........

Wait, back to that thought. There weren't houses like that in Mainframe!
Where were they?

A cold wet nose nudged her hand. Frisket. That brought her back to
reality. She looked around.

Behind her, Enzo was slowly getting up off the ground.............or
trying. After losing the game, it was too hard for him to get up. Not only
had the user torn his face, but that final punch had damaged his
ribcage. While the game was idle, she'd managed to help stop the bleeding
on his face. Now where he eye once was, was a mess of scabs and dried
blood. She wondered which was more painful, the damaged eye or the broken
ribs. He was starting to look unbelievably pale.

She held out her hand, and he responded with a weak smile as she pulled
him to his feet.

"What is this place?" he asked, panting. He wrapped his arms around his
chest, as if to keep it from falling apart.

"I don't know. Enzo, what's that?"

"What's what?"

"That white stuff."

"Looks like Snow."

"Snow?"

"Yeah, remember that game we were in with the snowmen?"

"That's the same stuff? But this stuff is melting."

"Yeah, there's something wierd about it. It's too warm for snow."

"Warm?"

"Relatively speaking. We didn't get a lot of storms in Mainframe, but Bob
told me a long time ago that he'd seen stuff like this in other systems."

He hung his head, and they were silent for awhile.

"Enzo, why aren't we in Mainframe?"

"Game servers. That's where the games come from. Any system on the 'net
can acess them."

"So this is a different user?"

"I guess."

"You were expecting this?"

Enzo sighed, and looked at her.

"Andraia, Bob used to tell me a lot about the 'net and how it works. The
'net is huge, and most of the systems are closed systems, not servers or
ports. We'll probably never see Mainframe again."

That was as much as his words said. But his face told what he really
thought. He was expecting his own death in this dead system. They both
knew that he needed medical attention, badly. And it didn't look like he
would get it here.

"But there has to be a way back, right?"

"I.........I'm not sure." He shivered, and closed his good eye. Andraia
saw his expression change. He was fighting back tears, doing everything he
could to keep her calm, even though he was scared out of his mind. But the
initial panic of finding herself away from home was gone. The only thing her
mind now, was making sure he would survive until the next game cube landed.
It was her turn to be comforting.

"We should find someplace warm," she said, putting her arm around his
shoulder.

"Something tells me that isn't gonna be easy," Enzo said while looking at
Glitch.

"What do you mean?"

"The power in the city is gone and apparently they've got some kind of
virus here. The fact that there's no people worries me. There's some kind of
creatures around, but according to Glitch, there's only 8 PIDs in the
entire system, including us."

"We have to find some kind of shelter though. You can't last like this. If
this system is abandoned, they probably won't mind us going into one of
those houses."

"Yeah, probably not."

"Maybe there'll be bandages we can use. Maybe some blankets."

"Yeah, sure," Enzo said without much enthusiasm, his head hanging. Andraia
noticed that his face seemed a shade paler than before. He was trying so
hard to hide his pain.........and it wasn't working. He looked almost as
white as the snowflakes.

They went up to one of the houses, but something was wrong.

Andraia noticed that the strange sound was getting slightly louder. To her
ears anyway...........

Frisket started growling.

"What is it, Frisket?" Enzo asked, just before Glitch went crazy. Sounds
of static and high pitched whines came from the keytool.

Andraia's eyes darted around, and saw shadows in the fog. Shapes of
strange, batlike creatures started to surround them. Smaller shapes, what
appeared to be mid-sized dogs, also surrounded them.

Frisket immediately jumped at the creatures. Andraia fired her crossbow at
one of the bat-like creatures. It fell over, but there were many more. She
tapped one of the small capsules at her side, and it expanded into a new
set of arrows. Before she could reload, though, something hit her in the
side of the head.