Silent Hill: The Gathering
Chapter 10: Paradise
Mina had made it back to the Motel where she met up with the others. They formed a circle as they made their way through the streets, hearing awfull sounds and saw the shadows move as if they were waiting for them to let down their guard. They made it through the forest, through were shaken quite a bit, and out of the fog to where her and Angel had left their van. They got in and quickly drove off. Mina kept her eyes on where they had come as they drove off, hoping to see Angel. She sighed when it was out of sight and closed her eyes, terribly tired.
Claudia was still in the Confessional when she heard a noise in the alter room. She calmly walked to the room and entered. She froze when she saw what had to be a ghost. She watched Fallen Angel fight 6 monsters with swords for hands, and one that looked like a devil looking monster. Angel jumped onto the face of the devil monster and then kicked off him flipping over just as one of the blade monsters impailed the devil monster's skull, and when he faced the blade monster again he hacked off its head and arms. He spun with both swords in hand and cut two more in half. He was not fast enough to dodge one slash which nearly cut off his left arm, causing him to drop his sword and fall to his knees. The 3 remaining monsters circled around him as he held his nearly severad arm. He looked up at them and his eyes glowed red.
He let out a scream as he he erupted into flames, and they spread out around himself, burning the monsters to mere husks of what they were, the flames stopping nearby Claudia, she could feel the intense heat from only 10 feet away. He stood as the Alter room burned. He closed his eyes and the flames returned to within him, the room being quickly restored by the power that was Silent Hill. He concentrated and his arm began to slowly heal, his power having been diminished in this location. He ripped off his coat and grabbed his swords before noticing Claudia. "You... Your alive?" She asked him finally. He nodded in reply as he slowly walked to her. He stopped infront of her. "You must stop this madness, Claudia."
"It is not madness!" She snapped back at him. "This is the return of Paradise!"
"Its the wrong Paradise." He told her and pushed her aside, striding past her into the next room. He did not see her as a threat. His goal was finding Heather.
He had fought his way through the church, in all its twisted glory. He made it to the end where he watched from the shadows as Heather and Claudia talked, as Heather puked out God, as Claudia ate God, and as Heather fought and defeated God. He walked over to the hole where Heather was climbing out and he helped her out. "Angel?" She asked him.
"Yes, cousin." He said with a nod. He looked into the hole once again, at what remained of Claudia. He had lost everyone from his childhood now. He looked back to her. "You did well down there. Now go take care of your Detective friend." He said. He did not listen to her as he descended, he knew she said goodbye, but not what else she said. He landed hard on the ground hard, landing in a kneeling position. His powers were almost gone and it hurt, but it quickly passed. He took a moment to rest before standing. He heard the noises made by the helpers of God. He walked to Claudia. "I told you to stop this Madness and you did not listen." He sighed heavily and looked around the dark room. He felt something odd enter the room, something that not even he could see, and apon the floor appeared the symbol that cult worship. Out of the flames formed a ghost image of himself and a demonic being. Out of the darkness the noises grew and more monsters joined those who watched. Ghost Image stepped foreward and raised his right arm at Angel. Ghost Image was the other half of Angel, of what would be if he gave into his powers completly. If he let go of his humanity.
Out of Ghost Image's hand came a red beam, Angel tried to dodge but was enveloped in it "NO!" he yelled as his powers were painfully ripped from him. "You have abused these powers given to you by God!" Ghost Image yelled at him in his own voice. "So I shall take them!" The beam stopped and Angel fell to the ground. He felt his empty inside, as if he was just a shell. He tried to stand and found he couldn't. He looked at Ghost Image, who only smirked. "I am now whole. I am what you were meant to be." Ghost Image spoke.
Angel searched himself for any strength and found enough to stand, though on wobbly feet. Ghost Image shook his head. "You can not stop this, or anything we do. We are eternal." He smirked and drew his swords, darker versions of Angel's own, charged him, and in one swift motion impaled him on both swords. He felt blood in his mouth and it trickle out of his mouth and wounds, letting out a gasp of pain. Ghost Image withdrew the swords and kicked him aside. The demon monster laughed evil as he stepped up, ready to finish off the dying Angel. He picked up Angel in one of his massive claws, spun him around a few times and smashed him into the ground, the noises of the monster's was for a second joined by the sound of break bones. The monsters roared their approval and excitement over the defeat of Angel.
A white light pierced the darkness, forcing the monsters to fall back, ripping through the room and hit Angel. He was lifted into the air and his wounds restored. He was let down onto his knees and the form of Alessa appeared behind him. He glowed a brilliant white, and Alessa rested a hand on his shoulder, whispering something that no human ear could hear. He knew what his original purpose was. He stood slowly, his eyes were blazing red. He jumped at the demon, drawing his blades as he did so, and sliced its head. He landed behind it, turned, and it seemed as if he did not move until the monster fell into slices.
Ghost Image smirked and charged once again. Their blades clashed and they moved quickly, dodging, hacking, and slashing. The monsters in the backround clung to the shadows and roared. They could not seem to land a blow until a monster tried to join in, this distraction allowed Ghost Image to slice a large gash in Angel's stomach. He fell back and hit the wall, he was grabbed by the chattering monsters there. He would not let them keep him held. He let out a roar as he once more erupted, this time in a force of white blinding light. All the monsters exploded on contact with this. It shot upward into the sky, forming around Silent Hill, then shot upwards once again. The beam was seen for miles.
When the blinding light faded Ghost Image was still there, but considerably weakened, the only creature left."If... If I will die, then so will you!"He brought his dark swords to bear and slammed them into the floor, sending out a horrible force that cracked it and caused it to collapse, they fell into an endless abyss.
Angel felt as if he had fallen for hundreds of years, his white light now dim from the endless darkness. He had long lost sight of Ghost Image, who he presumed to be dead. He heard the sound of monsters, but they seemed distant. He felt the fear that this was all that was left for him. He felt as if another hundred years had passed before he saw a blinding light and Alessa appeared. She grabbed his arm and his descent stopped. "It is time, cousin. You have been given access to Paradise." She said with an almostg gentle smile. They vanished from the darkness.
No one is sure what happened to Angel, or what the Paradise was he went to. People had survived the horrors of Silent Hill speak of a man who glowed white who helped them to survive their ordeals. The others who had went there with them went on with their lives, but also tried to help those who experinced Silent Hill. Mina had returned to their home, but was never the same, she missed Angel, she moved on with her life eventually.
The End.
Note:I may change the end of this eventually. It took so long because honestly life hasn't allowed for me to write this story. I'm going to continue to fix this story some more and will try to get it done as soon as I can.