Hey guys, sorry for not updating recently. I've been busy with school and stuff but maybe in a few days, I'll be able to update Virtue of the Sword soon but for now, hope this story be able to make up what I missed.
Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece or Silent Hill; I just own the plot of the story.
If you are curious the song is called Room of Angel, it's a really nice song. Check it out sometime.
Room of Angel
By: Sunara
PrologueYou lie silent there before me
Your tears mean nothing to me
The wind howling at the window
The love you never gave
I give to you
"Please" a fragile figure of a small boy cried out. His raven hair was caked from the blood that trickled down his brow. He continued to scream desperately clawing the doors with his battered hands, staining the cold steel with his own blood. "Don't leave me in here" tears overflowed down his bloodshot eyes hoping that someone would save him.
Really don't deserve it
But now there's nothing you can do
So sleep in your only memories of me
My dearest mother
The boy silent prayers were answer when footsteps echoed through the hallways heading towards him. The lock of the door released a loud click and it slowly began to open. Steel scrapped the floor stridently, floor dented from the constant opening. A petite figure of a woman stepped in with long black hair wearing a long white nightgown dragging behind her. Her eyes staring down at fallen figure in front of her intently. The boy eyes widen with joy recognizing the form. Without hesitation he embraced her in a tight hug. "Momma, you came back"
The woman silently held the boy lovingly. She stroked his matted hair with her delicate long fingers, cradling the boy back and forth. Her soft voices comforting him as she walked out of the boy's room.
Here's a lullaby to close your eyes
Goodbye
It was always you who I despised
I don't feel enough for you to cry
Oh well
Here's a lullaby to close your eyes
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
"Momma, where are we going" her child asked looking up hesitantly. A long pause filled the room for a moment when she held her child closer to her chest. "Shhh, don't worry we're almost there"
She treaded softly through the dark corridors of the old mansion. The floorboards would creak as she walked. Old renaissance paintings hung crookedly along the hallways of the rooms staring at the two figures passing by. The boy let out a shiver of fear and snuggled against his mother's chest. He remembered this area of the house; it led to his parents' room. He was never allowed to go in there, so why now?
So insignificant
Sleeping dormant deep inside of me
Are you hiding away lost
Under the sewers
Maybe flying high in the clouds
Perhaps you're happy without me
So many seeds have been sown in the field
And who could sprout up so blessedly
If I had died
I would have never felt sad at all
You will not hear me say I'm sorry
Where is the light
Wonder if it's weeping somewhere
The master bedroom was once a beautifully decorated but the room was in shambles. It held a renaissance theme that captured his family's taste in art. But now, the room…
The raven-haired boy eyes widen in terror as his mother led him into the remains of the bedroom. Chairs were thrown across the rooms leaving scattered pieces of woods all over. The chests in which his mother kept all of her belongings in were old and dented beyond repair. Even the mirror that she adored was shattered into millions of broken glasses.
"Mo-Momma, where's papa" his mother features darkened as she set her son's small form on the bed. "Papa is not coming back sweetie, he met with an unfortunate accident" His eyes stared horror struck at her words.
Here's a lullaby to close your eyes
Good-bye
It was always you that I despised
I don't feel enough for you to cry
Oh well
Here's a lullaby to close your eyes
Goodbye
"What's wrong momma?" he cried as she took a step toward her son. "My poor boy" her hand reached into her nightgown. He let out a frightened cry when she pulled out a small dagger. "Everything's going to be okay" She raised the weapon over her head and struck down hoping to hit the boy. He rolled off the bed hitting the floor hard. The dagger struck the mattress leaving a hole from where he laid. The child scrambled to his feet and made a run for the bathroom and slammed the door shut, locking it.
Here's a lullaby to close your eyes
Good-bye
It was always you that I despised
I don't feel enough for you to cry
Oh well
Here's a lullaby to close your eyes
Good-bye
Good-bye
Good-bye
Good-bye
Good-bye
"Sweetie, open the door" he ran to the farthest corner cowering in fear. "It'll be quick I promise" The door shook from every blow that was inflicted upon. He desperately dragged the worn out chair towards his only escape, which was a broken window only inches from him. After minutes of struggling the chair was above the window and as he reached for it, the door opened with a loud bang. He turned to see his insane mother baring the dagger. "My boy, my poor little boy"
Here's a lullaby to close your eyes
Good-bye
It was always you that I despised
I don't feel enough for you to cry
Oh well
Here's a lullaby to close your eyes
Good-bye
He let a piercing scream as he made his way toward the window but his mother had a firm grip on his arm. He was thrown into the tub and his mother climbed on him, straddling his waist. She raised the weapon again to finish him. His free hand was able knock the dagger away that bit into the skin under his right eye. The little scar slowly began to bleed liberally on his right cheek.
She let out a screech and pinned him down with her left hand. Her other hand traced his disgusted feature in slow smooth touches. "I love you honey but this is the only way to save you" he let out a cry as she turn on the knob of the tub faucet on. Her weight restraining him as he let out a pained sob, his body continued to thrash against hers. The rushing water that submerged him under silenced his chokes. After a few minutes, the strugglinging ceased.
Here's a lullaby to close your eyes
Good-bye
It was always you that I despised
I don't feel enough for you to cry
Oh well
Here's a lullaby to close your eyes
Good-bye
Good-bye
Good-bye
Good-bye
Good-bye
She let out an agonized scream as she held his lifeless body as she rocked the soaked form back and forth. The clock stood in the middle of the mansion's garden striking midnight. Crowds of ravens scattered about as each chimes vibrating eerily across the small town of Silent Hill.
That's it for chapter one, hope you enjoy this fic as much as me. It was hard to write up because it's my first horror fic. " Please R&R if you like it.
Thanks
Sunara