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White Lies	By : Jhessail Category: +S through Z > Silent Hill Views: 4600 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own Silent Hill, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Silent Hill or any of its characters. Silent Hill 2 will be the focus of this but characters from all of the Silent Hills (including ones not made by the Silent Hill team: i.e.: Origins, Homecoming, and a little hint of Shattered Memories) will be in this.
White Lies
Prologue
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With every step and forced drag of a familiar loud weapon, James felt the frozen terror crawl up his skin and remind him of his problem breathing. He was buried alive. But that was much more comfortable than being out there with that. Though truth be told, he knew he was suffocating. It was too dark, the dirt filled his lungs, and he could feel that there was something decaying on him. James had the aching feeling he knew exactly where he was.
Thunk
Despite the fact he couldn't breathe, he started to hyperventilate. 'No.'
'I KNOW WHERE YOU ARE.'
Oh God
'YOU STAY IN THE DARK WHERE YOU THINK IT IS SAFE, BUT YOU CAN NEVER STAY SAFE FROM YOURSELF.' James couldn't reply, his mouth was already full with worm-fested dirt. His pulse raced though as he could hear the sounds of shuffling begin. If he could move, James would have been digging as far away as possible. He had no weapon, he wasn't even aware of his guilt. Light momentarily blinded him with its fake soothe and he felt his whole body just give up and lay dead for the predator above him. He was dragged up and what terrified James more than those calloused hands brushing against his open skin, more so than the blood stained apron to declare all of his tormentor's deeds, what terrified James the most was the off static image of the Red Pyramid that laid on his capturer's shoulders. The static would phase in and out and he hated seeing the face that was attached to those strong shoulders. A mirror of his own with the exception of a sharp, shark tooth like grin and eyes driven by a black void that James prayed he never understood.
"No." He coughed out; gagging as the dirt lifted from his tongue and a worm crawled to the back of his throat.
'YOU CANNOT RUN ANYMORE' his legs hung in the air and tears started to block his vision, 'FOR YOU ARE STILL HUMAN' it was getting harder and harder to breathe. Though he could probably blame that solely on the other's rough hands tightening down on his wind-pipe, 'AND YOU WILL ALWAYS FEEL.' Everything was growing an uncomfortable black. James preferred the darkness of the dirt. He vainly tried to grab at the hands slowly killing him, but that just earned him more pain as the grip easily strengthen. 'SO COME. COME BACK TO THIS LIGHT.'
'No, no. I never want to go back.'
'COME BACK.'
"No..." It spelt out by accident as he was dropped and he was falling...falling...
'TO OUR RED PARADISE.'
"JAMES!"
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"JAMES! Wake up, God damn it!" She banged on the door rapidly and angrily while doing the potty dance. "James! I have to go!" The teen whined loudly. She was rewarded with her screeching with the door unlocking and revealing a pale faced adoptive father. Laura ran past the older man and made it to the only bathroom in the small apartment. After relieving herself and cleaning her hands, she exited the bathroom to see James back on his bed, and still pale-faced. "What's wrong?" The girl asked, unraveling her braid as she took a seat next to the man. The bed gave a creepy creek but the girl ignored it easily enough. The man looked at her for a moment, then brushed his hair back.
"Not sure, I can't remember."
"You have a nightmare or something?" The words seemed to light a spark and he hesitated. "You're a little old to be having nightmares," she teased, elbowing the man. His response was to give a gruff frown and a simple nod. "Any idea what it was about?" She offered a half-interested condolence.
"...Silent Hill...I think..." James honestly seemed confused by the memory of his nightmare.
"Silent Hill..." Laura stared down at her feet silently, only remembering a few things about the place. She remembered trying to find Mary, the only person who she had considered family, and she remembered walking around a lot. She had also met Eddie (whatever happened to that fat tub of lard?) and listened to him about strange hallucinations about strange creatures all in the fog, waiting to emerge and devour one whole. Laura never saw a thing, but then again, there had certainly had been enough fog. Then...finding out that the man next to her actually killed the woman she loved as a mother. She still held quite a bit of resentment for the man, but growing up with him as a 'father' she quickly learned that there was a lot that haunted the man. Quickly quenching the pure hatred and confused emotions, she jumped off the bed and clapped her hands loudly, snapping James out of his stupor. "You know, we should go there! I've heard the fogs been letting up and they're allowing tourists again!"
"NO!" He yelled almost immediately after she spoke. It was as though there were loud taunting voices in the room and he was yelling so she could hear him.
"Geez, it was just a suggestion." Laura frowned, not enjoying the fact James had just yelled at her. James didn't yell often, but when he did, Laura found she just preferred to be yelling with him then being screamed at. "Anyway, I just came to tell you that I'm going out tonight. There's this party the drama team's having." James' face went into a wall that Laura had affectionily named 'father mode'.
"Where?"
"Pizza Hut."
"What time will you be back?"
"Around 9:30 or so."
"Do you need any money?"
"You mean money you haven't spent on bills yet? No, I'm good. Brad'll pick up the bill for me." Laura cooed, a happy blush placed upon her cheeks.
"Brad?" Shit, she forgot James didn't know him yet.
"Just this guy." He gave her a warning look, "Oh okay. He has this huge crush on me, okay?"
"You won't be alone with this Brad, will you?"
"No!" She stamped childishly, "I'm there for drama and that's it." She only realized how silly she looked and her sentence as she moved to the door and turned to her adopted father with an infuriated blush, "I meant drama club. Drama club." James just gave her a short smile and before she exited, her head peaked back in and she made the short comment, "I put a TV Dinner in the oven for you. It should be ready in ten more minutes or so."
"Thank you."
"No, thank you." She gave him a bright grin and then fled, without knowing that would be the last time she would see James in a long time.
To be continued...
Author's Notes
First off, I just want to say that all the chapters following this will be quite a considerably a lot longer. Second, I want to say that this was inspired by DreamerChaos' writing, since they do such a great and wonderful job at setting in a creepy feeling, as well as keeping you by the edge of your seat wanting to read more and the fact that they often write PHxJames makes it even better (XD). Thirdly, the following chapters will be VERY confusing, and that is on purpose, I wanted to try and set a Silent Hill atmosphere but found it extremly hard without making it as confusing as I plan to.
Anyway, I don't want to give it all away but there will be indeed PHxJames action in this, though farther down in the future (but to me it's around chapter six or so), so if you don't like that, I warned you ahead of time (XD). This takes place with the 'Leave with Laura' ending being canon (but James never contacts his father and keeps hidden so his father and the policemen can only presume he's dead). Ummm...I can't think of anything else to put here, but I hope you enjoyed reading, and I'll update soon!
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