Personal Nightmares

Disclaimers: The DOA girls are owned by Tecmo. Silent Hill is owned by Konami.

Author's notes: This fic will take place in the town of Silent Hill, where nightmares come true, and people get punished for their sins. For people not familiar with the Silent Hill series, that's OK, just think of the town as some sort of reflection of a person's nightmares. Early on, I'd like to warn everyone that this fanfic contains heavy violence, mature themes, and just plain disturbing stuff. If you can handle these things, go ahead. This fic is rated "R" after all. Don't say that I didn't warn you. Also, some of the characters' backgrounds are made up (this is a fanfic, after all), but some are accurate, and close to the DOA story.

Chapter 1: Daddy's Little Girl

A girl wearing a blue jacket, white shirt, blue jeans, and a headband that held her long brown hair in place wandered around the town of Silent Hill. She left from Germany to the U.S., and decided to take a vacation in this quiet, little town. Or did the town beckon her to come? It does not matter right now. All that matters is that she is inside this place, and she will never leave, ever.

"Where are all the people here?" Hitomi asked. She has been walking around the town for about half an hour now, and all she could see was the fog. There was no soul to be seen in sight. This girl with a seemingly innocent face conceals a dark past.

"Quiet resort town, huh? It looks more like the people here don't really care that much about tourists…" She looked around some more, but the town was empty. She tried entering some of the buildings, but all of them were locked. There could be people in them, or there could be none at all. Suddenly, a structure caught her attention.

"Hey! It's a Karate Dojo. It's just like the one back home…home," she muttered. Memories, awful memories started surfacing back, but she shook them off, and tried the door. It was unlocked. "Interesting…"

As she entered the dojo, she said in a soft voice, "Hello? Is anyone here?" After hearing no reply, she repeated what she just said, only this time, she shouted loud enough to even wake up the dead. "HELLO! IS ANYONE HERE?"

There was no reply, yet again. She then decided to look around the place. After looking around, she exclaimed in a surprised voice, "This…is just like home!"

"Home is where you heart is. Isn't it?" a familiar voice replied. Suddenly, footsteps could be heard from above, as a man slowly descended a small flight of stairs.

"It's…YOU!" Hitomi screamed.

"That's very rude. Aren't you going to say 'hi' to your dad?"

"But you…DIED!" she yelled.

"Oh, not really. More like 'murdered', I should say," Hitomi's dad said. Suddenly, the whole room was decorated with blood, her dad's own blood, just as she remembered it.

"This isn't…really…happening…" she said.

 "Oh, this isn't just a dream, this is as real as it gets," he said, as he inched closer and closer to her daughter. He then reached out and touched his daughter's face, and stroked her hair. "You'll always be daddy's little girl, my special girl.

"Get away from me!" she yelled, as she shoved her father's hand away.

"Of all the things that you could have done to kill your old man, how come you had to resort to using a mere kitchen knife?" he asked. Suddenly, Hitomi's dad was now covered with blood, his wounds appearing slowly all over his body, apparently done by someone using a sharp object. Hitomi looked down, and saw that she was now clutching the kitchen knife she used to kill her dad. She gasped, and dropped the murder weapon on the wooden floor.

"Nooo…"

"Now, I wonder, why did you kill me?" her dad mocked.

"You…tried to force yourself on me, just like ten years ago…" she said with a disgusted look on her face.

"I know. I was wrong. I shouldn't have done that when you were too young to understand. But your mom died that year, and, you know, daddy felt really lonely. I thought that you could replace your mom and…"

"You're disgusting! Stay away from me!" Hitomi yelled while backing off slowly.

"Interestingly enough, how come you had that knife with you in the first place? Did you always carry that thing with you, or where you already planning to kill me the moment you arrived back from that tournament?"

"…"

"I see. What a naughty girl I've raised. Prepare yourself!" He then raised his fists, and prepared to attack.

"No. Please don't…"

Her dad didn't listen. He immediately took her down with a series of punches and kicks to vital parts of her body. She then ended up flat on her back, slowly drifting into unconsciousness.

Her dad then said, "Is that it? I didn't even break a sweat. That tournament showed you one thing: that you're still weak. But don't sleep yet. Things will just get a lot better after we've had some 'quality' time together. After that, you'll be cleansed of all your sins. Isn't this place just wonderful? You'll never want to leave…ever."

Hitomi then felt someone grabbing and spreading her legs, as she was dragged upstairs. She finally lost consciousness, and never woke up again.

And thus, Silent Hill has claimed another resident, and many more will follow.

End of Chapter 1