Hi again! It's another PHxJames fic. We explore Pyramid Head's mind on the blonde.

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I might make this into a longer story if you like it.

The demon of Judgement sat on his rusted iron throne, collecting his thoughts. The evil wretch, Mary, had been over thrown by James. And James had no idea. Pyramid Head had pushed and guided the blonde to this task. The moment that he killed the demon that Mary had become, Pyramid Head gained all of the power to Silent Hill. Not even Alessa or that Walter Sullivan could ever stand against him.

'And now the Angel will stay here forever. My so called queen then.'

Pyramid Head looked around his throne room. The whole room was dark and red with rust and blood. Light seemed to come out of nowhere and it was very dim, making it seem rather eerie and forboding. But the room had nothing interesting in it, aside from the throne which he sat on and another smaller one next to it. The smaller of the chairs was clean and had intricate rose details lining it. Each flower was painted a deep red. And instead of iron, it was made from copper and brass. A small, plush, red cushion as well.

On the chair was a satin, black, monk like robe. There was nothing fancy about it. But to the one who would be wearing it, you would find that the neck line dipped lower than it should and it fit tighter around the waist line.

'Cccrrreeeaaakkkk!'

Pyramid Head looked up and saw a monster similar to him walk in. The only difference was that the other had his face hidden by a cloth and he was considerably smaller than Pyramid Head himself. Dragging behind him was several feet of black chain.

"I've brought him just as you asked." Came Valtiel's raspy voice. It sounded like dried leaves being blown across pavement in the fall. Valtiel gave an almighty yank on the chain, making an even smaller blonde man lurch forward into the chamber.

The Great Demon stood up, walking forward slowly. James began to panick and tried to free himself, whimpering and cursing to himself.

"I see you still want to fight, my murdering angel." Pyramid Head looked to Valtiel. "Go. I will take him from here."

Valtiel bowed slightly before quickly leaving. James now faced the monster on his own. Pyramid Head unshackled him and grabbed his wrist to prevent him from escape. He lead James to the throne.

"Come James, we have much to do."

In his mind, Pyramid Head won. He had conquered Mary and now he was going to conquer James. The game of war had been won.

Weeks had passed and James still kept trying to get out. The other monsters now had to make sure the other returned to his master before night fall. He was now refered to as the Angel of Murder after one lesser nurse demon heard the Great One call him that one night while the two consumated. James fed the monster's sexual appetite far more than anything else had.

James could now be seen wearing various robes in different colors. Bruises usually adorned his neck and chest. Often he was wandering the streets of Silent Hill or he was on his throne next to the demon. More often than not he was kneeling before Pyramid Head, his head resting on the demon's knees as he begged not to be punished for his running. Like he was doing right now.

"I'm sorry! I can't help myself!"

Pyramid Head looked down at the blonde. James was sitting in his lap, looking up pleadingly at the other.

"James, why do you insist on trying to escape? You know you can't."

The blonde sighed and turned his head away. "I feel sad. I want to see the world again. I don't like feeling trapped and scared all the time."

The Great One sighed. He knew it would be an unending battle between them. James wanted freedom and redemption. Pyramid Head wanted to keep him forever, loving him and punishing him at the same time. The two remained silent for the rest of the time. Each deeply thinking of thier next strategy in the game. A never ending game of chess.

'I will escape! I will leave this place and go back to the world of the living. Even if I have to kill them all I'll get out! But for now I must wait it out patiently.' James looked up at his "king," and moved to put his head under the helmet, kissing the demon with false love.

'I know you will try it again. You yearn for freedom. But my lovely angel, you will never win for I have an even greater will than you. After all, you are my queen. And just so you know, if you think that you will kill me and leave, then you are sadly mistaken. If you do succeed, I shall kill you as well. You will never be free.' Pyramid Head kissed James back, his hands sliding inside the folds of the cloth to touch James' flesh. The other moaned and returned the favor. They both gave way to desire and lust. Each of them became naked and joined thier bodies together.

And so thier game continues. It will never end for either.

The never ending game of love and war.