A/N: Thank you all for some great support, I was hoping for more people to review though.. :/ Anywho, here is chapter 2! I sure hope I get more reviews! Many people are going into the story so just give me a good letter back, short, long, whatever, I just want to know what many of you guys think! Don't leave me hanging...

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Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Silent Hill creatures, destinations, characters (Just Blaze); all belongs to Konami.

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"That...can't be..." I whimpered, clutching my fear-struck father's hand, knowing that he may have the same upcoming memories that had just cracked into my skull.

"J-James? I-is that the..?" Maria asked, shake pouring into her voice.

"...Silent Hill siren," My dad finished.

"Oh my goodness, that's so scary and loud!" Laura cried, a ghostly vision in my head of her covering her ears.

"Quiet everyone, do you hear that?" I growled at them when the sound of a distant roar of a female closed in on us. I tried so desprately to search in the darkness but, it was as if you could just been stuck in a metal room trying to barge out. No use. The noise was nearing so close that it might have been just right beside me.

"Don't move," My dad whispered, as all of our movements and breaths froze. Just then, I remembered something that could have been the one that could save our lives right now. My arm slowly, and swiftly reached into one of my backpack cup holders to feel a flashlight sticking out of it.

1, 2, 3!

I snagged the flashlight out as quick as I can and flashed it to life, only to see some sort of feminine body with a faceless head confronting me. It charged at me with a scalpel gripped by her bloody, chalked finger. She seemed to be wearing a sort of, nurse outfit that could be seen in a stripper, hospital cosplay. She swung at me, the knife just a hair away from slicing across my face.

"What the hell!" I squealed, staggering back to land on my ass. Just as it was about to do a double take on me, an ear-bleeding gunshot quickly ended the monstrous being.

"Are you okay?" Maria voice was still settling in my ears from my exhilarating heart poundings that overcame my eardrums.

I huffed surprisingly at the female creature that was now laid in front of me, blood pooling the outline of the dead thing. My fellow family members helped me up to my feet and dragged me away, the flashlight never leaving the laying figure. My body just lost all the color that was still in me when we heard screeches echoing through the thick air that may be just mere miles from us.

"We need to find a safe place to hide," My dad suggested, pulling me up to my feet and whipping his head around in a search aura.

"Hide from what?" The direction of my flashlight spolighted a tear-stained Laura, hiccups oceaning her state from panick and terror. She started sobbing uncontrollably, fallling to her knees and stuffing her face in her hands.

"Shh, shh, calm down Laura, we'll all stick together, okay?" Maria crouched down to her level, pulling her into a snuggly hug. She picked her up, and set her on my dad's back for a piggyback ride as I stared at them in awe, knowing not most people can have a rational, sane, beautiful moment like this in this hellish town.

Then it bolted my mind with a memory of how my dad would've always given me a piggyback ride when we were trapped here in death. I always fought though, all the monsters, I was there to show my little, 9 year-old ferocity at them with my aluminum bat to beat them to their last flash of life.

A smile tugged at the corners of my lips as we started walking, my flashlight leading them if they saw anything unnatural.

"Wait! I totally forgot about something! Blaze and Maria, turn your radio's on, when they go off it means there's one of those things that just attacked us is near," My dad informed us.

My hand reached into the other side of my backpack to whip the mechanic out. Twirling and flipping it in my hand, I granted it life, static suddenly starting to blister the object.

"Blaze! Look around!" Maria pointed behind me, and I saw what seemed to be a human body in an elastic plastic with it's ribs bounding out like a very fatigue person, though it didn't budge into my mind it was attacking me until the ribs contracted, exposing a black spewing acid in the air. I coughed, gagging a little from the stench but held my gaurd, spinning on one heel of my foot to give it a roundhouse kick right into the face. Then the objects I had packed buzzed into my brain, the pistol being my first choice, I shown the armless creature it last acid spray when my armed gun aimed at it, the trigger giving birth to a bullet right into it's ribs where the acid came through. It groaned piercingly as it hit the ground, the bond of it and life now vanished.

"Whoo! That...was awesome!" I giggled, then blowing at the nose of my gun. "That's how you work that."

The other members of the Sunderlands applauded impressively before we continued onto this perilous journey through Silent Hill.

It was an hour ever since we got to this very...creepy town and Laura, along with me were getting murdered by boredom. We've been stood up by what I now knew were Bubble Head Nurses, The Armless Mens, and Mannequins, meaning we needed to search for some medical care. So far we have been able to retrieve 4 first-aid kits, 10 health drinks, and 2 ampoules so we were armed for any hectic injuries.

"I'm bored!" I whined, dragging my feet from behind me. My hand was sore from holding the flashlight to long, my legs felt as if I ran a 100 km race, and I was really, really, hungry!

"Too bad!" My dad scoffed at me.

"Well!" I held a hand up, not wanting to listen anymore to the conversation. Laura was now asleep on my back (my backpack was with my dad) and that made twice the tiredness for me.

"James honey, do you remember a safe place for us to rest from 9 years ago?" Maria asked.

"Hmmm...no...wait! I do! We...passed it already though...30 minutes ago..." He prompted, a sheepish smile forming on his lips as he scratched the back of his head.

"What!" Me and Maria shrieked at the same time, effectively waking Laura up from her slumber.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please don't kill me!" He begged, me and Maria closing in on him with a grim look on our faces.

"What's going on?" Laura asked, jumping off my back to glance at my now shaking father.

"Dad...I'm gonna..." My hands flexed, restraining them from throwing a punch, "...but I'm not going to."

"James! That could've been our chance to rest first!" Maria frustratingly exclaimed.

"It's okay, at least we know where to go back now," I sighed, turning on my heel to go back the other way.

"It's in Blue Creek Apartments," My dad pointed to a gigantic building shadowing in the fog of the midnight.

"You said it was 30 minutes! It looks more like 13 minutes!" I groaned at his sometimes stupidity.

"I...have no clue what is going on," Laura blankly stated.

"You don't have to, it's not that important, let's just get to the Blue Creek Apartments before something weird comes up," Maria assured suggestively.

Jinx decided to punish us and our fate when I heard rough grunts and the sound of slick, gore tearing. We all huddled our backs together, the spotlight of my flashlight cornering around. Finally, it had found a spotlight.

"Fuck my life," James groaned as it gleamed a sort of human with it's face covered, showing it pain. It sported a nasty apron that looked aged and worn out by flesh. The thing seemed to be dragging a very...huge...cleaver.

"Um, that's a really big cleaver you got there!" I laughed nervously at it started to speed up it's pace towards us.

"Blaze, this is no time to kiss ass, we got to kick ass!" My dad pointed his pistol at it, me following in suit.

"YEAH!" Me and him cheered as the bullets came racing out of our guns, Maria and Laura 'whooing!' in the background. The thing was losing life when the muscular body was forced onto it's back onto the ground. It roared it last breath when it just laid still, the cleaver looking quite captivating.

"I hope you don't mind letting me borrow this," I sang, outstretching my arm to take the cleaver in it's rusty, bloody hand. "Oh damn! This thing needs to lose weight!"

My dad helped me take the cleaver out and stick it into my backpack, the thing sticking out of but, enough to stay ahold inside. My body tilted bakwards a little when it took notice of how much mass my backpack had put up.

"I never saw that here before," My dad commented in amazement.

"Must be new," Maria concluded, wrapping an arm around my dad's waist.

"Wow! That's a big knife BP!" Laura pointed to the weapon that now was withheld in my bag.

"And a heavy one at the least!"

"Okay, let's go now before another one of those things come-" My dad started but, I jumped on him, slapping a hand over his mouth.

"Don't even dare," I growled through my teeth, getting off of him.

We finished our conversations to walk towards the apartment only to have a battlefield line-up of Mannequins.

"Whoa," Laura breathed out.

I added a load in my gun, Maria suddenly grabbing a steel pipe on the floor, my dad taking out a shotgun to replace his pistol, and Laura was given my old aluminum bat. They all came charging at us, making us split up. Four were hot on my trails as I ran down around a corner to lead into an alleyway.

I was trapped.

"S-stay back!" I warned, aiming my pistol around the line of Manequins that were now blocking my chance of escaping. One heaved back, one of it's feminine legs threatening to hit me. "I don't think so!"

I shot at it, not enough to kill it. The other 3 stampeded at me, my instincts to fight drowning me. One Mannequin threw at me to close I had to do bend back, doing a backflip and landing on my feet, swinging my leg out to the Mannequin's ankle, the thing falling down. For someone who has never done a backflip that was quite the motion! I zipped up, stepping on the Mannequin on the floor then shooting another that was about to slice it's heels down my body. I obviously did not see the 3rd one considering I felt a stab at my back, pain slithering up and down my spine. I fell foward from the impact, my gun being skidded on the ground a couple feet away. I gasped as a hard pressure was seeping into my back, I panted nervously, my head tilting back to see a Mannequin on me, it's heel piercing into my skin. The thing took it's other foot and had shot it's other heel on my shoulder blade. I screamed a little, but forgranted to get my pistol by crawling military style. Somehow, the sharp innuedos in my back sheered down my skin each time I crawled foward. I hissed, trying to ignore the deathly, deep gash I am starting to feel come alive at the valley of my back.

Maria's POV

Gasping, I ran across the road a chase of 3 Mannequins after me. Somehow the sky had turn from pitch black to an eerie, after-sunset sky. Dark but, not fully jet black though the fog hadn't taken it's leave just yet.

"Get away from me you little, 4 legged whores!" I hissed as one drew a leg back to heave foward and sratch my cheek with it's heel. "Oh hell no!"

I raised my pipe to the side, horizontally impacting it to the monster. It stumbled back, not dead just yet. I repeated my combat with the 2 and finishing off the last one giving it a good knee in the...reproductive part for it to fall onto it knees, my pipe implanting the waist once more before it lost life.

Just as I thought all was over, the floor began to shake, and the earth's crust seeming tilted down a sort of canal-like subduction moment. I fell to the floor, sliding from the uneven angle of the road, only to be confronted by noticing where the subduction zone was leading to. There were flames dancing, the enviroment around it, red like a devil's mansion. That, my dear friend could only mean one thing that this unusual, scientific force is dragging me into.

Hell.

I shrieked as my grip on the world started getting slippery. I slid down a couple inches, the heat now bringing sweat beads pouring down my face. "Help! Someone help me!"

I decided to take a glance at what fate had instored for me and saw a little girl with dark hair, dressed in a blue, vintage like dress. She had a shadow of evil expressed onto her face when my whole body was now off the road piece, my hand being able to grasp ahold onto the ledge. My fingers were getting wet and I knew that this was my last chance of take a peak of the living.

'Everything me and James planned, all for nothing. Everything we've been through, all thrown away into the fire. Everything that I still wanted to experience during this lifetime, especially with Blaze and Laura, all now being shredded to pieces...all gone...' I thought, tears crawling ouut of my eyes at the thought. I whimpered as the last of remaining fingers could hold onto. My grip had unlocked, and I screamed the most I ever had in my entire life like a blade cutting through my larynx as I started feeling the air rush up my back along with a tremoring heat.

Then...nothing.

James and Laura's POV

"Grah! Watch out dad!" Laura warned as another Mannequin took a chance for a hit her step-dad.

"Trying not to get killed here!" James reminded Laura in an obvious statement.

"Right." She agreed, clicking her tongue as a Mannequin tried fighting for her but, she had that quick, energetic baseball smack at the legs. "Haha! Take that!"

"Really?" James asked unbelievably as the Mannequin stood up once again after his...fifth physical comeback. "Laura, how can you kill these things in 2 hits but, I'm-"

"Sucking?" Laura snickered, interupting his complaint.

"Hah! No!" His voice went up a pitch, indicating his lie seeping right out of his voice.

They had fought 7 Mannequins and had taken 5 so, two left. They were also in an alley between the apartments meaning, iron stairs were on the wall for movements on the higher stories of the building. Laura as usual, found a very creative, wrestle commoned action as she started climbing onto the ladder onto the first platform, she steadied her feet up onto the railing. James had noticed after a couple minutes that Laura had gone missing but, a small little girl with a head of blonde caught his peripheral vision.

"Laura! Get down from there! You'll get hurt!" He scolded, a Mannequin nearly giving him the knock-out at the head.

Laura had heard the man scolding her but ignored rather quickly. She took a deep breath, bringing her elbow out and jumping for her life. She closed her eyes as she neared the ground, but she only felt the texture of warm liquid and a soft, gushy surface force onto her elbow. An eye of hers peeked open only to see the trick was a success. The Mannequin now layed lifeless under her swollen elbow, but it was all worth it. "Booyah!"

"Laura, once we get out of this, your grounded for a whole year," James panted exhaustedly, stomping on the final monster they were to fight today.

"But-" Laura started but James just held a hand up.

"No."

"But-" She sighed.

"No." James said in a final straw voice.

"Fine!" Laura groaned whiningly.

"...where's...Maria and Blaze?" James eyes filled with worry and fear as he started a dog hunt for the two women.

"BP! Mom!" Laura cupped her mouth, yelling out into the darkness.

As if one of them heard the call, a feminine scream had echoed through the sky, crows flying everywhere.

"DAD!" The voice screamed out in panick and agonizing pain. James' eyes widened when he figured out the mystery of who that voice belonged to from how unique and distinguished it was from most women he had met.

"Keep yelling! We'll find you!" James replied, his voice waving around.

"The other side...of...alley!" It replied with weakness peering. The two rounded the corner, seeing a horrific sight of a Mannequin injecting a heel into a certain red head's back.

"Blaze, oh my god! Get away from her!" The father of the young girl drew his pistol out, shooting the Mannequin, a loud screech vibrated out of the killer.

Blaze POV

The pain was almost unbearable, the Mannequin was torturing me in a slow manner. The most wicked kind of way to die for me. The sound of something breaking caused me to emitt a scream of a burning sensation that creeped up her spine and lower rib area. The Mannequin must've stuck in the damn heel so far in it hit a fucking rib!

"DAD!" I groaned, the vision that I with held now being stolen away. The thumps of footsteps had reached my ears, a voice now slipping away, calling my name and a gunshot rang through my comfort bubble.

I gasped, the oxygen finally being devoured by my lungs when all the pressure and the feeling of hell had been vanished from my back. The world around me was blurry with a tint of black spottings that was the shape of two blondes' heads.

"Blaze, keep up with me. Laura, pass me the ampoule," My dad ordered Laura, his hand under my neck to keep my head elevated. The sound of shuffling ended when I saw a needle in my dad's hand.

"No...no needle!" I stubbornly moaned, pushing the dreaded medical weapon away.

"Blaze, you need this to get better," Laura concernly explained and I sighed, nodding weakly.

The seething pain of a stab now returned into my left upper arm but, luckily this torment was quick and the severe ache had now left. The sore stab at my back felt as if the incident had never happened, though a sickening crack reflected my body, the rib closing in back to it's normal position. The world around me crystal cleared for me, meeting the eyes of blue and green. My body whipped up, my head pivoting from left to right.

"Where's Maria?"

"We don't know! All we heard was you!" My dad exasperated.

"Oh no! What is something bad happened to her!" Laura bursted out crying, knowing she might have lost another loved one like her biological parents.

"Okay! Everyone calm down! If we ever want to find Maria, we have to act rational and calm about this. Being in hysterics isn't going to help anything," I raised my voice above them, pulling on my hair (my ponytail came off) and I paced around.

"Wait a minute...if all these things that are here, not including the guy with the giant cleaver, then that means-"

My father's shaky voice was interrupted by the sound of metal grinding onto the floor.

That sound...it sounds so familiar. Like... a memory that is covered with snow, fog and many other sorts of blockage.

"What is that?" Laura cowarded away, her body shaking like no other.

"We need to go!" My dad pointed to the exit of the alleyway and we all started sprinting towards it. Although, as fast as we run, the scraping increased it's volume. We reached the road, only to snap back into my mind as to why were even in the apartments in the first place.

"You guys! We need to get to the apartments!" I called out after them, though when I tried to pull their hands, I felt air molecules rather than skin. The fog had lost them in their comflauge, myself alone. "Y-you guys?"

I had settled with my choice to head into the apartment, happier to still have my heart beating than going into that fog and getting lost, nearly being eaten by a creature. Turning back was maybe the stupidest idea in my life because what now confronted me was tall muscular, man that had a head encaged as geometric figure. My mind wandered down his form, a very...very big knife recapturing my fear.

Fan-fucking-tastic!

A/N: Well! A beginning track of how it's going with the Sunderlands. I had an idea of having PH's cousins comeover to their realm, along with the Bogeyman that's why the Butcher made an appearance for Blaze to first fight. I know there's barely any 'meat' in it but, don't worry, as we progress onto the story, I trust this story is going to kick-ass along with my authorly skills. My friend, Miranda, had also said that this song would be good as the theme song for this story and to give you guys a glimpse at what the story may be about.

Song: Saviour by Black Veil Brides

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