I've been thinking about doing this for a while. I finally said screw it I'm going for it!

These are short stories mainly for James/Pyramid Head and Walter/Henry pairings but I might try others.

James ran faster and faster as he approached the famliar area of the cemetary. He had met Angela there and he was trying his hardest to escape this hell. He had no idea how long he had been in Silent Hill, but he knew he had to get out.

'I must've been down here at least for three weeks.' James slowed himself to a walk. There were no monsters to be seen and he was waisting his breath for nothing.

James eventually found himself walking on the dirt path that had led him here in the first place.

'How many times have I tried to leave?' The blonde had lost count. It seemed as though everytime he tried to leave, that monster would appear.

'Pyramid Head.' James's thoughts came back to that creature. Everytime James headed towards this way, Pyramid Head would always stop his progress. He would always take James back to the town and take him to the hotel. There the creature would always have his way with James and there was nothing the blonde could do about it.

Even though the creature would never brutally hurt James like it used to when Mary was still alive in that town, James always tried to get out. It seemed as though the butcher didn't want James to leave. It had even gome to the lengths of making James stay with him at all times. It fed the blonde and kept James safe from the other vast creatures out there, but it was unnerving.

'I don't want to be a toy for this thing anymore. What if it gets tired of me? I don't want that thing to use me anymore.'

James stopped momentarily. He felt disgusted with himself. Everytime Pyramid Head would fuck him senseless, James felt pleasure too. And afterward, James always felt guilty for it. He hated it.

So, while the creature slept, thinking that a pillow was James, the blonde snuck out.

'I wonder if that thing is awake yet...'

/James!! Where are you!?/

Pyramid Head had awakened to a pillow instead of his lovely blonde. And he was furious! He tore apart the room that he had been using for him and his unwilling prey. Furniture was upturned and feathers from the offending pillow drifted lazily to the floor.

He stormed out of the room and killed any creature that dared cross his path. As soon as he found the blonde, there would be hell to pay!

/James! You have escaped me for the last time!/

'I'm almost there!' James felt himself smile. There was a big happy bubble in his heart that made him speed up faster up the hill. He was almost to the exit! He was going to go home!

Ssscccceeeaaacchh!!

James felt his heart leap. He dead stopped. He knew that sound. The sound of death. The sound of the Great Knife being dragged acoss the ground.

The blonde half hoped that it was his imagination but that was quickly squashed when the familiar voice that reverberated through his head spoke.

/James! You dare defy me!? I have already told you that you cannot leave!/

The voice was deep and powerful and it made you feel as though God himself was speaking to you. It made you quake in fear and it could pierce you to your very soul.

James turned and saw the butcher coming towards him. No other thoughts entered his head except to flee. He bolted for the last remaining slope. He ran up it all the way. James could have sworn he was going to die if he stopped running. He could see the stairs...

He took up them three steps at a time. He kept his head turned as he ran to see if Pyramid Head was still behind him before.....

"Oofff!"

James ran into something rather large and heavy. He almost fell down the stairs, but he caught himself on the gate that was across the top of the stairs. Gate?

The blonde looked up and realized with horror that it was chained closed. There was a big iron gate with mutiple chains on it. He could still see past it...He could see his car...

Everything came crashing down on him. He felt a tear on his cheek when he realized that he was never meant to leave. He had a small taste of freedom before it was snatched away from him. James felt numb as he sat on the step. He didn't even hear the scrape of metal that was right behind him.

Pyramid Head found James sitting on the stairs. His hand was still on the chain that he had caught himself on.

There were silent tears falling down his eyes and Pyramid Head understood. James was crushed.

//The little canary tried to flee from its cage, only to realize that it flew into an even bigger cage.// He thought.

The butcher approached the blonde and picked up the blonde. It was beginning to become a familiar routine. The knife was left by the gate. He could always come back and get it.

Carrying the blonde bridal style, he made his way back to the hotel. All the while, James cried silently and continued to stare into nothing. He was still in shock.

/James. You know you cannot leave. I will never allow it./

This seemed to have snapped the blonde from his trance. "Why? Why can't I leave?" He asked rather timidly.

The creature above the man sighed a rusty sigh. /I simply cannot. I'm lonely too you know. And you called out to me James, and I came. You will always belong to me my lovely angel./

James just stayed there and let himself be carried off as the weight of Pyramid Head's words fell on him. He was stuck here and it was because of the butcher that he was. Even though he didn't care for Pyramid Head, he couldn't deny the feelings that came along with it.

He always felt a certain rush when the thing was chasing him, holding him, loving him. There was a certain thrill to know that he was being embraced by Death itsself. And somehow he ended up wanting more and more. He was just to scared to admit it.

James looked up at Pyramid Head, "How long will I be here?"

/For as long as I want you to be here./

The blonde nodded and felt himself falling asleep. He was so exhausted from running. His eyes closed and he let the inky blackness claim his conscious.

The larger male looked down at his sleeping companion. It was hard to stay mad at James for long, especially when he looked so innocent while he slept. Everytime he had to bring James back, he would remember the stories told by humans to thier children. Tales of princesses being taken away from thier parents by evil witches, then being savved by knights in shining armor. They amused the butcher. He didn't believe them at all and thought that they were silly stories.

Until he met James.

He remembered being commanded by Mary at the time. His instructions were to kill James, plain and simple. He expected it to be a dull job and that it would end soon.

What he did not plan was for James to come to him and for him to look so beautiful either. Since thier first encounter, the only thing that went through Pyramid Head's mind was, "I have to have James." And so he claimed the young blonde for himself and kept the man for himself. He slaughter anything that came close to James, not out of fear for the other's life, but more out of greed. He always had to have more of the blonde and he was not going to share with anyone.

/And so like those tales before, I am the dark being that steals the princess away from the world and keep him as my own. There will be no knight in shining armor my love. Although, I think that this princess does not mind being here at all, do you James?/

I know it was probably lame! I tried to write this at three in the morning!