Thy Heart Shall Bleed
.:FIVE:.
How could there be so many pictures of me? Some were taken recently too!
There's a picture of me at one of Relena's parties just last week, talking to Hilde. There's another one of me at the shops with Quatre. There's even one where I was working on my gundam. That wasn't even a quarter of the amount of pictures!
Gah! There's one when I was at a pool, sunbathing last month even though it was a private pool area!
"Who took these?" I summed up to ask.
"This doesn't make sense," Wufei thought out, "Some of these pictures were taken recently. Why would it be in this town; and why would they be of you?"
I couldn't speak and I didn't really want to. Heero was silent also. He took a few steps forward and grabbed the pictures out of my hands and put every picture in the tin box. He looked angry and his knuckles were white by his grip on the tin. He moved away from us and behind the counter. He then threw the tin hard against the ground and he started to kick and smash it.
None of us could see the box but we heard every piece crumble and I could see Relena cringe with every sound.
Wow, Heero's pissed.
He picked up a tin container from one of the compartments of the counter, stuffed the photos in it and pulled out matches and lit it. The photos burnt instantly. Strangely there was no smoke involved.
"What do we do now?" Relena asked, her lip quivering still from Heero's anger.
Everyone was silent. Wufei was looking hard at a random table, frowning. Quatre held Trowa's hand tightly, nibbling at his lip in concentration, while Trowa was emotionless but he stroked Quatre's hand in comfort. Relena was sitting looking completely nervous. I was just standing there, looking confused also and Heero was leaning against the counter, head and arms resting on it.
"We move on" Heero said sitting up a bit, "if this much has happened to us, it must be worse for the survivors."
Wufei snapped out of his staring, "He's right. We have to get over this and go. For the survivors."
"How very noble of you, Wufei" I teased. I had to get over this. Maybe it was some joke to someone or something. But it helps to keep everyone calm. And plus I get to annoy Wufei.
"I must do it for thy Queen" he said with a deadpan face.
Everyone actually laughed at that response. Well, Relena, Trowa, Quatre and I laughed, Heero smirked. I think we were exhausted from the surprises. So we all moved out, feeling better than we were before.
Quatre suggested that we go through one of the bigger doors, just across from us, so we did. There was a little plate inside. It said 'Lobby.' So sure enough, we were at the Lobby.
The further we went in; we could see the registry room, right of us. Next to it was a locked room that the plate said 'Gift Shop.' I guess we can't get any souvenirs. Further ahead we could se that this place was huge. There was big stairs that led to the second floors balcony and doors.
In the Lobby, at the back was a humongous door that was locked and a wooden contraption before it. It was big as well and had an old clock on top. It looked old fashioned. I had no idea what it was though.
"That is a music box," Relena spoke, standing next to me, "I have one at my home. You pull this and it's supposed to move."
She tried to pull the wooden handle that was on the side, "that's strange. It wont budge." She frowned.
I tried pulling it as well and soon both of us were trying together. We used all our might. And finally it pulled down, leaving Relena and I to fall on the ground.
A horrible sound came from the wooden machine. The clock's hands moved backwards. The music Sounded so out of place.
"Is it supposed to sound like that?" I asked Relena besides me.
She shook her head. "No, it defiantly shouldn't."
Trowa and Quatre moved on either side of us.
"It's missing something," Quatre said.
Trowa nodded in agreement, "and it's going backwards."
"Backwards?" I frowned.
"Is that even possible?" Relena asked.
"In this place, anything is possible" Quatre said seriously. He pulled the music box handle back into place, so that only the silence commenced, while Relena and I got up from the ground.
"Let's not pull that again." I wondered if anyone heard the horrible music. This building seems mighty big but that could still mean that anything, either survivor or monster, or anything else alike were here and able to listen.
Everyone else began to walk up the stairs, ready to face anything that might happen. I was at the back just about to follow.
"Hay," A voice arose behind me.
I instantly turned. It was Haro. He was leaning against the music box. I quickly checked that the others' were looking as well, but they seemed to have not heard.
"They can't see or hear me" he said casually.
I almost forgot about Haro Yuwe during all of what happened moments before. His appearance was completely Heero as expected. His stare was memorizing, well which isn't surprising since I've always been looking at Heero's own pair. As I thought of Heero's eyes, and the time they were fierce and in rage in the restaurant I remembered the pictures of me. Was Haro responsible for them being there?
"Did you take those photos of me?" I whispered, hoping the others couldn't hear me. I maybe crazy but I didn't want them to know!
Haro seemed to ignore me. He looked away and pretended that the music box was the most fascinating thing in the world.
"I know where the missing piece is" he murmured looking at me with those haunting eyes, "there has to be a price though."
A price? for a stupid piece of the music box? Yeah, I'll do that when I'm NOT trying to survive and understand all of this.
"Duo, what's wrong?" Quatre asked far behind me.
Haro sighed in annoyance and disappeared immediately.
I sheepishly turned to everyone waiting for me, "Nothing! Just thinking."
I hurried up to the others at the top of the stairs. It led us to the second level balcony of which was two doors on either side.
"We need to split up again" Wufei said, facing us.
"Is that such a good idea?" Quatre questioned with a frown, "I mean, that time with Duo-"
"He's staying with me" Heero interjected.
I didn't know if I should be offended that I'm some kind of child that gets in constant trouble, which is almost true, or be flattered that Heero wanted to protect me… Damn, I can't be mad at Heero.
"I'll come with you two," Wufei looked at the other three, "you guys go to that side," he pointed to the door on our left [technically on the real Silent Hill map, that's the 'Right Wing'].
I could see that Relena looked rejected that for once she's not able to be at Heero's side. I of course couldn't care less.
She gave me a look at that moment but then quickly turned away. What is up with her lately?
"Come on, baka" Heero spoke gently, tugging my wrist with him. The only thought was '…he's holding my hand!!' I happily followed.
Wufei was further ahead of us already to open the door. The three of us went in.
A cold gust of wind whipped at us like a tornado. It felt exactly like the wind that pushed me around in the Historical Center. I didn't want to be lost again. Heero pulled me behind him and shot at something ahead. I tried to see what it was however by the time I looked there was nothing around.
"Wha-" I suddenly felt cold black things sneaking up my legs. I could see that Heero and Wufei were having the same problem. We couldn't shoot them because that could risk injuring ourselves.
I tried to swat and pull them off but their grip was too tight. I could feel them crawl higher to my thighs and I began to feel nauseated. They felt distinctively like hands and it didn't make me feel any better.
Heero seemed to have taken most of them off his own legs and instantly tried to get some off of mine.
He surprisingly shouted at me, "Get on my back!"
And although I didn't get how that could solve anything besides not giving the black things a chance to get me, I did it anyway.
Wufei was stamping at the weakened black things already off him. He looked pissed. As I was trying to frantically figure out what is going on while on Heero's back, I heard a buzzing noise. I looked up and saw the lights flicker off and on to become bright bulbs with a 'zooming' sound. It was just like the other time.
"Not again!" I heard myself shout. My heart was beating faster at the thought of last time and just as the lights grew brighter and the noise louder, I unconsciously let out a scream. It echoed in my ears and then I couldn't hear anything.
Relena's POV
This is so unfair! Why do Heero and I have to part? We're meant to be together!
That Duo, always getting in my way.
I felt a de-ja-vu sense, like in a flashback.
...
I was looking out the window. My hands were tightly together. I could see that I was wearing Victorian clothes, it was all white and frilly and it match with my elbow-lengthened gloves. My hair, I felt, was in a bun and I could see through the window… Duo? He… no, she was far away with someone else. Was that Heero?
Anger welled up in me. Why do I feel so angry? My lips moved silently. I couldn't hear most of it until…
"You've always gotten in my way."
...
"Relena? Are you alright?" Quatre asked. I blinked. What was that I just experienced? I don't remember that flashback ever happening.
"Y-yeah. I'm alright" I smiled slightly.
"Well, let's go in" Quatre opened the door and we went in with Trowa.
My thoughts traced back to that female Duo in that locker. She shared the same anger as me. It must be this house. It makes me think of such strange things that never happened.
There was a hallway ahead. It looked exactly like the ones downstairs. As we went down, Quatre and Trowa checked the doors along the way but unfortunately, as well as fortunately, they were locked. We finally came to the end to see a big human-sized painting. It was horrid. The picture was almost like that other painting in the Historical Center when Duo fainted. The only difference is that creature inside looked more human. And it was very tall. They, or rather he, were wearing a big white tunic that a butcher would wear with boots made out of metal. He had blood splatters over his tunic and skin, and in one of his hands he held a massive spear. In the background, it was smokey and you could just see a hint of gallows. Was this some kind of symbol of an executioner? But why would this painting be in a place like this? It would have certainly put them out of business.
The painting looked so real. The texture seemed like it could just pop up at any moment- like it was 3D. I reached out to touch it myself. I felt the spear. It felt cold and ... metal to the touch. It really did feel real. Abruptly, the room went dark and cold. The lights dimmed and the only thing you could see quite clearly was the painting.
"What's going on?" I turned to Quatre and Trowa. They looked confused as I did.
The blue eyed boy looked behind me with wide eyes, "Relena… get away," he spoke softly in fear.
I quickly backed up with them to see what it was. I couldn't believe it! The painting really was coming to life! The man inside was struggling out of the frame. All I could do was back away.
A scrapping noise came with the figure as it came out, pulling the spear along with him. I saw that thousands of bugs were coming out of the frame as well, clinging to the wall as they crawled around. As me and the others backed up more, we saw that the man was getting ready to charge. His spear thrust forward like a knight.
Quatre immediately, grabbed me and Trowa and we ran as fast as we could down the hallway, away from the creature. The hall began to grow longer and distant, the air thick making it harder to breathe. Just as we went passed room 213, the door slammed open, a wild wind sucking us in. We struggled out of the grip but it felt too strong to withstand, so we helplessly were sucked right into the room with the door shut right behind us. It grew quiet. No bangs on the door; no sign that our attacker had come for us.
"What was that? Did that really happen? What's going on?" I panicked out, taking huge gulps of air.
The others didn't answer me. Quatre was next to Trowa, worriedly. The tall boy was very pale, his pupils dilated. Quatre tried to snap him out of it by lightly hitting him on the cheek and calling for him.
"Trowa, wake up," Quatre turned to me, "I don't know what's happening but I've had enough of it. We have to get out of this place. It's strange and dangerous. There just can't be any way that there are survivors here."
"My thoughts exactly. I want to go home" I didn't care how childish that sounded. I can't take anymore of this.
Trowa's only response was to get up. We looked up at him questioningly. We thought he was back to normal, but his eyes were blank.
"Trowa?"
The acrobat moved to the door and opened it, despite our protesting.
"No! Don't open that door. Shut it!" but, of course, it was too late.
On the other hand, instead of the creature, Wufei was in sight with a strange look on his face. Why isn't the creature attacking him?
"I thought I heard people but how did you all come over to our side?" Wufei asked.
"What? We are on our side. Why did you come over here?"
Wufei looked between confused and annoyed, "I specifically said to go to the other door."
I felt the need to defend myself, "We did! And then this monster was chasing us and we were sucked into this room!"
"And there's something wrong with Trowa," Quatre said, waving his hands across Trowa's face, but there was no sign that he was conscious.
"It's not just him. We were attacked by some things and now Duo and Heero are unconscious. We need to take them to a safe place and I am NOT carrying them now that you're here" with that said, Wufei gestured us to come with him.
Firstly, I checked outside the door just to see if there weren't any freaky looking creatures around. I realized that for some reason we were on the other side of the building. How did we get here?
As Wufei took us to where Heero and Duo were lying, I felt the need to voice out my opinion about this whole mission, "Wufei, it is not just me, but I believe that we should get out of this place. This whole town is driving be crazy and it's definitely dangerous."
"I know. But we can't do anything about it right now" Wufei said, "We need to rest. I don't know what the time is, but I looked at my watch and it says 8pm. I think the best thing to do is let some of us rest and get these three some supplies."
Quatre nodded in agreement, "I'll find a room."
He started to scout along the hallway, checking doors.
How could this be safe? Who knows what could happen here! I was about to speak my mind but I looked to see that both Quatre and Wufei looked tired, it left to think in my mind what I look like right now. I kept my mouth shut for now.
"Ah ha" Quatre spoke as he opened a room, 210. He looked in and I soon followed.
The room was big. Bigger than the other rooms. Two beds, a window- closed curtains, a coffee table between two couches, facing each other and two doors on one side of the room. There was no sign of anything off about the room. It seemed so normal. I saw that the two doors had labels on them. One read 'lounge,' while the other said 'reading room.' Quatre looked through them and nodded his approval. Was this some kind of staff room?
Quatre sighed, "This'll have to do. Let's hope nothing happens." He knocked on one of the doors just to make sure that he jinxed us. [you know, to knock on wood…?
Eventually, Quatre and Wufei carried Heero and Duo into the room. The unresponsive Trowa was sitting on one of the couches. Quatre and Wufei laid the two unconscious boys on both of the beds, dragging their bags as well as their own next to the coffee table. Wufei was sorting the objects in them on the table while Quatre was trying to get a response out of Trowa.
I shut the door, never wanting to see outside. Afraid of what was out there. And I never took a peak out of the curtains. I don't want anything to happen. I took a deep breathe and looked around glumly.
I'm sorry, my love.
I quickly looked for the noise. Wufei and Quatre didn't hear it. I looked at where Duo was lying and as I squinted my eyes, I thought I saw a ghost like boy. He looked a little like Heero and he was standing besides Duo with those haunted eyes. I felt weird. My stomach was full of butterflies and they were jumping everywhere. Was I really seeing a ghost?
As I stared, the look-a-like Heero had something solid in his hands. A box shaped object. He lay it on the small desk besides the bed and slowly disappeared.
What was that? I slowly walked to where Duo lay and looked on the desk. The object was there! Was it there before; or did that ghost of Heero really place it there?! Quatre and Wufei didn't see any of what I saw.
I cautiously lifted the box up. My hands shaking. This wasn't here before! Duo shifted a bit on the bed, eyes closed. I took a quick glance at Heero. He was still in an unconscious state as well.
"My poor beloved," I heard myself whisper.
"Relena, what's that in your hand?" Quatre asked as he looked at me.
I couldn't just say I saw a ghost of Heero place it on the desk. That would make me sound mental, "Oh, I found it in one of the draws." I looked at it curiously. A sudden realization occurred to me, "it's part of the music box, isn't it?"
I moved across to Quatre for him to look.
"Yeah. It is. Why would it be in a draw? Oh well. We'll check it out later." Quatre said.
"No. Put it in" Trowa spoke.
Quatre, Wufei and I, looked at Trowa. Was he finally awake? Put it in?
"Trowa?" the blonde boy moved to sit next to Trowa, "are you alright?"
Trowa blinked. Does that mean he's back to normal?
"Yeah. I'm fine," Trowa said, "but… I have this strange urge that we need to put that piece in the music box."
"But we can't. We don't know what's out there. And Heero and Duo are unconscious," Wufei argued.
"No!" Trowa stood up, "We need to put it in the music box," he looked at Quatre, pleading, "please. I just… I have this weird urge that we need to. It feels important."
Quatre thought it through, "Okay," he turned to us; "Trowa and I are going down. We'll promise to look after ourselves. We'll be back."
"Fine," Wufei sighed, "just watch out."
"We will" Quatre and Trowa grabbed their guns and the music piece with them.
I didn't want to come. I fear what would happen if I did. I can't take all of this without a rest.
I sat on one of the couches and looked at the supplies Wufei spread out on the table. I saw a container of water and cups.
"You can have a drink if you want. The water should be alright. I filled it up before we left," Wufei said, rubbing his tiredness away from his face.
I nodded in gratitude and took a sip. Ahh... coolness washed down my dry throat. I sat back and my eyes began to drift shut.
Quatre's POV
"Trowa, are you sure you're alright?" I asked as I gripped his arm, worriedly.
"I'm fine now. I don't know what happened. But I'm fine now," Trowa looked down at me with a smile.
I nodded concerningly, but let him be. I'm just glad that he's responding now.
I gripped the piece of the music box and moved downstairs.
I let out a sigh as we stood in front of the music box, "this better lead to something good. I need to rest."
Trowa nodded as well and took the piece from my hand. He gently placed it on one a slot that was shaped like it and pulled the handle down.
I cringed, afraid of what would come out yet a beautiful sound erupted. It was an innocent sound. The lightly tuned mechanisms sounded wonderful. Kind of like a carousel but it didn't beat out of your ears and sound annoying. I felt so… so… safe.
I looked at my Trowa. His eyes were closed and he looked calm. Like he always did.
Trowa tried to turn the handle back to where it was but it wouldn't budge. I helped as well but to no luck. Wufei was going to kill us. Though the song didn't feel like it could be heard through the walls or anything and it didn't seem to be harmful.
"I feel so secure with this on," I murmured, eyes closed.
Trowa made a noise of agreement, "I'm sure it's not harmful. And you are right, everything feels protected."
I nodded. That was exactly how I felt. Protected. Could this song really protect us from the dangers? Nonsense. Nothing could, right?
I sighed and shrugged, "We might as well go back. No reason to cause a fuss if we can't turn it off."
Trowa agreed and we went up the stairs, holding hands.
We hummed to the song until we reached up to the second level. The music wasn't heard as we shut the door and walked to our room. As we entered we saw that Relena was asleep and Wufei was taking a sip of water. Heero was still lying there, eyes closed. But as I looked at Duo's, his eyes were wide open.
"Duo?"
He didn't register at all. He sat up and slipped off the bed.
"Duo?"
Relena woke up and looked around wildly to see what was going on. Wufei was looking at the long haired boy as well.
Duo walked across the room and opened the door to walk out.
"Duo!"
The four of us followed him confusingly. What was wrong with him? We tried to grab him but it was like he was a hologram.
He calmly walked through the other door and the music followed in. He glided down the stairs to the middle of the lobby. And right before our eyes, we saw a ghost that looked just like Heero but he was dressed in a white suite.
"Wh-what?" We all stuttered. What is going on? Is this really happening?
The ghost of Heero bowed to Duo, while Duo himself curtseyed and before we knew it, they started to sway and dance about. What is going on?!
Lightening seemed to have erupted through the windows, and it flickered through the room. And I could believe it, as Duo and the ghost of Heero danced, Duo's clothed began to change. It began to transform into a black Victorian dress. It touched the ground almost, and it just seemed so transparent. Like the dress itself was a ghost as well.
All we could do was just stare. We were all so confused. I was too afraid to speak or do anything because I was worried that Duo might be harmed in the process.
A black form went through us. I almost jumped. It was the real Heero. He had a ghost-like black suite on and as he stood in the middle of the room another ghost appeared. Except this time, it was of Duo. A female Duo! She was almost like him but her hair was out and swayed and she wore a white Victorian dress, almost identical to Duo's own. Heero bowed to the ghost Duo and in return, she curtseyed. They began to dance as well.
And before we knew it, a whole heap of ghosts appeared. Dancing around or just standing looking around and chatting. It felt like a ball room. The four of us were scared out of our wits. I had no idea what to do.
The chatting felt real, the ghosts all were moving like real people, dressed in old fashioned clothes.
"How could this be happening?" Relena whispered to us.
I shook my head.
What is going on?
And that's it for that chapter.
Sorry if it took so long.
I had so much happening and plus I felt lazy. Lol. My bad.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter.