A/N: I don't own anything from red vs blue or Silent Hill.

Silent Gulch Chapter 23

Church looked over his shoulder at the nurse that was impaled on the pyramid head's blade. With what looked like, and probably was, an effortless flick of the monster's wrist, the dead creature was sent hurdling into the other two nurses.

"So what, we're friends now?" Church asked, confused. From the aura in the air he was sure they were still far from friends. "All right, then what do you want?" Church asked, not willing to play the guessing game with the freak.

Pyramid Head simply motioned for him to follow before moving off.

"I'm about to follow a monster that not long ago tried to beat me to death. Yep, I've lost my mind," Church decided before following the monster.

He was soon glad that he had followed. Pyramid Head lead him directly to his destination. On top of that, he turned out to be a great bodyguard. They'd passed groups of skinned dogs which were tearing up something, and one of the giant monsters with flesh hammers for hands which had eyed Church like he knew he'd killed one. He caught a glimpse of something being dragged down a hole, but he couldn't tell if it had been human or not. At this point, the red blood trail it left behind wasn't enough for him to be sure it was. All the monsters seemed to keep away from Pyramid Head, beside the bugs which just crawled over the walls, leaving Church alone.

Church stood before the elaborately carved wooden door that Pyramid Head had led him to. He wondered what it was with this lady and carved doors. He paused, unsure of what he was about to do. Pyramid Head had not left, as though to be sure that Church went in.

"I'm going in, nothing, not even you, is going to stop me from doing that. First though, I want to know something. Do you work for her?" he asked, pointing to the door.

Pyramid Head let out an angry sounding growl.

"All right, wanted to be sure. Don't want to walk in there and have this all be a trap. So, then do you work for this god or demon or whatever?" Church asked, unsure if he would get an answer. But he could see the slight nod of the pyramid head. "So either this god doesn't like this lady and wants me to kill her, or she's ready in there and your god wants her to kill me."

Church opened the door. There was no turning back, not that he wanted to.

In any other situation the torches would have given the room a warm and inviting feel. If Church was not constantly reminded by the blood that covered him, he would forget this place was dangerous. The high walls were covered with books from floor to ceiling, with only columns of wood so that there was somewhere to mount the torches. All the books looked old and worn, though Church doubted that Danena had been the one that read them.

He moved to one side of the room, looking at a stack of papers that had sort of fallen over. He picked up a series of drawings done in crayon by a child. He looked at the red monkey, orange pig, maroon dog, brown rat, and pink pony on one of them. He studied the other one more carefully. The black tiger looked odd among the yellow rabbit, blue ox, teal chicken, and light blue dragon. They weren't that bad, but he figured that whoever drew them had had a messed up mind, and a pretty basic crayon set. He knelt, looking through more of the pictures, noticing that they were all signed with just the letter A. He stopped suddenly as he felt the presence behind him.

"Do you like them? They are gifts from god," Danena said as though this was just a pleasant meeting and they were going to sit down for tea.

"They do say that children are gifts from God," Church admitted. "Though I don't think we're talking about the same god." He turned to look at the woman. She was seated in a worn velvet chair on one side of the square table in the center of the room.

"Come, sit, I know that you have come to learn that which you rejected earlier," she said, motioning to the chair across from her.

"Not exactly," Church said, still looking around the room to be sure there was nothing hidden. The once bushy plant by the door was dead and wilting; it hadn't been when he entered. There were bits of bloodstains peeking out from under the dull white table cloth that was on the center table. "I came here to find out why I'm here." Church took a seat in the empty chair. The sacrificial knife was still held loosely in his hand.

"Oh, come now. Do you really need that? Can't we be civilized?" Danena indicated the blade in his hand.

"After last time, yes, I do," Church stated. "Now start talking. Why am I here?" he demanded.

"I don't know, why do you think you are here?" Danena asked. "People do not come here without a reason."

"Don't try pulling that shit with me. I'm not here to play games," Church snapped. "I didn't come all this way for you to refuse to answer me."

"Frustrated are we? I think you and the servant outside would get along well. He is often frustrated," Danena said lightly.

"Oddly, we're getting along better, it seems, the more frustrated I get. If you don't answer my question soon he'll be fighting with Caboose to be my best friend," Church joked, though there was no humor in his voice.

"Why is it you think I know the motives of the gods? I only do what they ask of me," Danena asked.

"They asked you to make a monster attack me?" Church asked. "Odd, because I'm pretty sure my soon-to-be-friend out there was told by your god to bring me here to kill you."

"I forced that monster to do nothing. I simply sent it to the same place as you. They have a temper, so attacking you had nothing to do with who you were or me," Danena stated. "How do you know he didn't bring you here for me to kill you?"

"I thought about that possibility before I came in here. Now I'm sure I'm not here to be killed by you." Church felt pretty confident in his statement. "This god likes fear and for people to die in fear and for them to suffer. That guy out there with the pyramid head and big knife, he scares me. You don't scare me, only anger me. It doesn't fit this god," Church explained. "When I kill you, though, I'll make sure you fear me."

"Maybe I do not scare you now. How do you know I will not scare you in a few minutes?" Danena asked.

"Because no matter what you do, what form you take, I will know deep down that it's you, and I don't fear you," Church said.

"I do wonder, if I'm supposed to die right now, why not have the servant do it? Why have you kill me?" Danena asked.

"Because you don't fear him. Sure, he may scare you with his appearance, but I know your kind. Dying at his hands would be a sacrifice to your god. Dying at my hands is a whole other story. If he kills you then you think you'll go to some paradise. If I kill you then you die at the hands of a heathen and won't be going to anything close to paradise." Church didn't know if it was true but he knew religious nuts and knew what they feared. Now was the time to see if he could really bluff. "At least that's the understanding I got from Mr. Pointy."

"The servant has no voice, no words, he never speaks. I know that he told you nothing," Danena said, the formerly pleasant tone of her voice becoming ice cold.

"Yeah, but he can nod and shake his head. It's all about what questions you ask," Church shot back. He smirked at the look of horror in the woman's eyes. She tried to remain calm on the outside, but fear was hard to hide. "See, you fear me, because I can take paradise from you." In the back of his mind he felt bad for playing the god's game. He was scaring her because he wanted her to fear him. She'd goaded him into following her into this hell and he wanted her to pay for it. Another part of him believed that the god did want people to die in fear and that he would be the corpse if he didn't scare her enough.

"That's a lie. I don't fear you. The servant never would have told you anything," Danena said, panic evident in her voice.

"You do fear me, you can't hide it," Church stated. "You said it yourself. Triangle Head and I are becoming friends, so why wouldn't he tell me?"

"No, I will not die here." Danena stood up from her chair. "My god, though, will have what it wants from you."

"And what does your god want?" Church asked from where he was still seated. He was so close to getting the answers he wanted.

Church's radio came to life with static as eight claws appeared, stabbing through the woman's chest. Church stood in horror as the person with his answers bled. In a violent motion the claws tore her in half.

Church stared through the rain of blood at the monstrous dragon that had taken his kill. The dragon tossed the halves of Danena to the side setting its sights on Church.

"Bring it on, you kill-stealing lizard!"

~End chapter 23~

A/N: There's chapter 23. Hope you all found it very…well informative isn't the right word. Well I hope you found it (Insert whatever word you would use).