Thanks to everyone who read, and especially thank you to reviewers. The review gave me some ideas, and I'll try to take their advice. Okay, here's chapter two. Basically, it introduces the other characters. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Silent Hill. There's no way that I could make a series that awesome.
Chapter Two: Alice
"You're in Silent Hill," said a voice behind him. Steve jumped a little. He turned around, and saw a young girl, no more than six, with long dark hair tied up with a ribbon. Her eyes were an enchanting blue and sparkled in the small amount of light that could penetrate the fog. She smiled.
"Who…are you?" asked Steve. He seemed to have forgotten entirely of the events that had transpired only a few minutes ago. He was completely mesmerized by the little girl.
"I'm…" she paused, closing her eyes in one big smile. "My name is Alice."
Alice was wearing a small white t-shirt and a plaid skirt that started just at the end of the white shirt. She wore black formal shoes, and white nylons disappeared from view as they went from her feet to under the skirt. Alice looked like she was going to a school that required uniforms.
"Where are your parents?" Steve asked the girl, trying to get an understanding of who she was.
Alice responded by laughing a little, then turning and running down the street, turning her back to Steve as her hair fluttered behind her. "Wait!" called Steve. Alice stared back and continued to run.
"Catch me if you can!" Alice exclaimed, and kept running. Steve thought of a way to get to her before more of those creatures showed up. A little girl at that age wouldn't have a chance of survival.
Steve thought of heading back to the other entrance and then running around that way, but that would take too much time. Then he remembered the pole in his hand. If this thing came from the fence, then that would mean…
Yes, Steve thought as one end of the fence pushed out into the street. He ran down the street, searching for the little girl. He gave up running by the time he reached the end of the street. Alice obviously didn't want to be found right now.
He called Alice's name a few times, but he never got an answer. Maybe she found a safe place. Steve decided to head back up to Nathan Ave. That led straight up to the amusement park where he was supposed to meet Ally. Granted, he still had a few hours to go, but what else could he do?
Deciding that it was the best course of action, Steve turned around, and began the long walk up the street he chased Alice down.
Diana Mirose, a woman nearing her fifties sat on a stool in a small and deserted coffee shop she had found. She had a large bag placed on the stool next to her. Directly in front of her was a dirty mirror that reflected the entire shop.
Exactly why she had come to Silent Hill seemed obvious to her. It was a place for her to try and start new. Of course, this being the fifth time she would be starting a 'new' life, it was getting kind of old. Anyway, this entire town had been deserted. No one was here.
Then she saw him. She saw a man who looked uncomfortably like someone she once knew. He ran down the street and, a few minutes later, jogged back up it. Diana's eyes widened in shock. This town was deserted when she got here, and now the one person she found looked like him?
No, it was just a coincidence. There was no way. Still, despite how hard she tried to assure herself, she couldn't completely destroy the spark of fear she had felt when she saw him.
It was okay. All she had to do was follow him around a bit. Make sure he wasn't that person. Diana picked up her handbag, and walked out of the coffee shop.
Steve grew tired, and his limbs failed to respond to his will of continuing to jog. His pace slowed to a walk, and he was panting heavily. He had no idea that Nathan Ave was such a long street. Eventually, he stopped to catch his breath.
That was when he noticed them. They were on the other side of the street. A group of the creature he had faced in the parking lot were huddled together. He could see at least three. Steve's suspicions had been right. There were more of those things around the city.
Steve suddenly found the ability to keep running. As much respect as the pole had earned in Steve's eyes, he didn't trust it at all against three of those creatures. His tired legs kept going with fear as a motivator. With everything he was going through, this had better damn well be his family.
He lost his breath again only a few yards down the road. He slowed to a gentle walk, noticing an image penetrating the fog in front of him. A young man, in about his twenties was standing over yet another grisly creature that this town had.
What looked like a monster was crawling on the ground next to him. It almost looked like it had once been human, but its body was misshapen. The thing looked like a woman who was lying on her stomach. Her legs were bent forward and on the ground in front of the head. Chains were wrapped around each of her shoulders, and bolted firmly to steel ankle bracelets on each ankle, stopping the torso from being pushed back as the legs pulled the whole thing forwards.
Steve felt himself internally vomit, before trying to force his body into motion again. He readied the pipe. "Move!" Steve called as he walked towards the creature. The other man was shocked at first, and reluctantly obedient. With him out of the way, Steve made sure the thing didn't crawl again.
The man who Steve had saved stared in disbelief at the mess on the ground, and then at the pipe in Steve's hands. This was when Steve got his first good look at the man. He wore blue jeans that were ripped and stitched back together on one knee, a baggy t-shirt that had a large X on the front of it that looked like it was spray painted on, and his hair was pressed against his head with no bangs.
"How dare you!" was the first thing the man shouted. He exaggerated the words and took a step forward. The way he had just reacted, one would assume that he was talking to someone who killed his pet.
"What are you talking about?" questioned Steve. He didn't even know the man's name and he was yelling at him? The man backed up a little, and his face became featureless.
"Oh," he said, seeming to regain his composer. "You're an…" His voice trailed off, leaving Steve confused as to what the last word was.
"I'm a…" Steve lowered his arms to his sides, trying to figure out the other man's character. "What, exactly?" the other man smiled.
"Nothing," he responded with a tone of embarrassment. He extended a hand as if looking for a hand shake. "My name's Alec." Steve hesitantly took the man's hand.
"Steve," he responded. Alec broke off the handshake, and turned his back, as if readying to leave. "Where are you going?"
"I don't know," he responded, slightly upbeat. "I do need a weapon of some sort," Alec motioned towards the thing on the ground. "Wouldn't want to run in to one of those alone again." Steve nodded in agreement. "Maybe I'll see you somewhere again in this town," Alec stared up into the sky and continued to walk away. "In this forsaken town…"
Steve just stared as he walked away. Common sense told him to stick with Alec. That staying with someone in this insane town was smarter then traveling alone. Yet he did nothing. Part of him didn't want to do anything with that person. Something about him gave Steve a feeling of fear.
Shrugging it off, Steve continued to walk up the road, towards the amusement park that might make things come a little bit more into perspective.
The park was still a little ways from where Steve had met Alec. He managed to reach it in another fifteen minutes. The entrance looked like your typical park, turnstiles, ticket windows, grounds you'd be better off not knowing about, but the park was not at all common. The feel of the environment was as ominous as the rest of the town, as if it had a darker history then the bright environment let on.
An empty rabbit suit was thrown on top of a bench, as if an agitated worker had whipped it off, and on top of that suit sat-
"Alice!" exclaimed Steve. "How did you get here?" It didn't make since to him. How did a little girl who definitely didn't take the most direct route make it to the park before a grown man who had jogged most of the distance?
"I walked!" she laughed a little. Her carefree personality once again made Steve forget about the clear danger of the town. Steve wanted to smile with her, but the logical side of his mind got a little angry.
"Alice," he started. "How could you possibly get here before me? Do you know some kind of shortcut?"
"Maybe," said the girl innocently. Then her carefree features were replaced by ones of fear and anxiety. "He's angry," Alice's voice was shaking, and she was staring at something.
Following her gaze, Steve stared at a metal door connecting the square area he was in to a building of sorts. There was no one there. "Who's angry?" Alice shivered a little.
"He is," her gaze continued on the door that was still unmoving. "He's coming! He's angry!" The little girl ran around behind the bench, hoping she was hidden behind it. As soon as she was out of view, the door was thrown open. Another man, who was about Steve's height, came out of the door and walked towards Steve smiling at him.
"Hey," said the man. The way he acted, Steve almost thought he had met him once before. "How's it going?" Steve stared.
"Who are you?" asked Steve, observing the man as he ruffled his black hair, and tried to straighten out his wrinkled navy blue shirt. The man just smiled, as if he knew something that Steve didn't.
"Why, we're two of a kind," Steve just stared as the man continued. "You could just call me Mark."
Steve was confused by the way the man acted, so casual, as if they were long term friends, but then again, what didn't confuse him in this town? Nothing really made since. He was starting to see the logic in Alec's 'forsaken town' remark.
The two stared at each other for a little while. Steve was trying to figure out who Mark was, and Mark didn't really seem to be the type to care about much. Steve's attention was brought onto something else when a door slammed. Steve looked behind the bench where Alice was, and saw nothing. She must have run through the door.
Steve was quicker this time in responding, and moved towards where the girl had left. As he reached for the handle, Mark's cool voice called out from behind him.
"We'll meet again, Steve," said Mark, and Steve didn't really process what he said before he closed the door behind him.
In front of him was a large circular walk way with railings to prevent people from wandering to close towards the center. Alice could have gone either way, but the actual location of her was revealed by another door closing to his left.
Steve ran down the walkway, jumping over small obstacles in the way, and finally made his way to the door that Alice had closed. He pried it open, and was met with fresh air. He was outside again.
The door closed behind him, and Steve noticed that there was no handle to let one back into the park they had left. "Damn," he muttered. So much for meeting his supposed sister there. He'd have to find a way to walk around.
Alice was standing on the other side of the street that was in front of him. She was leaning on a lamp post, making her short stature even more so. When she was approached by Steve, she straightened up again, and looked at him.
"Why did you run off?" asked Steve.
"I didn't want him to hurt me again,"
Steve watched as the moved her hands up into her hair. "What do you mean?" he asked, but the girl paid no attention to his inquires, and untied the ribbon that held up her hair.
"If you ever get lost," she said in her innocent voice. She tied it around the lamp post. "Just find this ribbon, and you'll know you're here!"
To most people, this seemed like a pointless gesture. To Steve, it was just another mystery that this town seemed to be full of. A question raised in Steve's mind.
"How did Mark hurt you?" asked Steve. A soon as he asked this question, Alice frowned. When she did so, Steve's vision grew blurry. Slowly, his focus became worse. Steve stumbled back and forth as Alice seemed to disappear. Finally in his spinning world, Steve met cement.
When Steve woke up, he was in hell.
Okay, there's chapter two. Once again, it wasn't one of my longer chapters for a fanfic, but at least the story is moving along.
Now all the characters are in place, and the story can unfold itself. Next chapter, Nightmare world! Oh yeah!
Everything that made little to know sense in any chapter will be made clear by the end in the way (I hope) that the games do it. Thanks for reading, and please review!