Summary: Heather won't let the town take Harry, and she's having everyone else that's survived the place help her. But something won't let them leave again. When the Creator dies, so does the creation. Slash/Het[SHx2x3x4x0xHC]

WARNINGS: slash/het pairings, blood, gore, death, noncon

Pairings:

JamesxAlex
HenryxTravis
HeatherxMurphy
HarryxCybil
PyramidxJames - Onesided
PyramidxAlex - Onesided
WalterxHenry - Onesided

Endings I'm Going With;

SH: Good+

SH2: Leave

SH3: Best

SH4: Mother

SH0; Good

SH:HC: Sacrifice

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Heather knew it wasn't fair of her do to this.

Ever since she had gotten back with Douglas, she began having nightmares. That was to be expected, she's seen some horrible, disturbing things, but this was different. It was her Dad. He kept calling for her, asking for help, mentioning names that she didn't know that could help her...

Her Dad could be saved...He could come back. But she needed help.

She had Douglas look up the names she had been given, and she was surprised to see that each one seemed to have visited Silent Hill...she wondered if they had seen the side of the town she had then, she didn't think her Dad would mention them otherwise...

James Sunderland, who lived in Brahms. Henry Townsend, who lived in a mental ward in Ashfield. Travis Grady, who drove his truck always in the Silent Hill area (his name sent an odd cord through her, but she couldn't remember why). And Alex Shepard, who was going to college in her own town of Paleville.

She'd need Douglas to help her get Henry out of the Ward...And everyone else, she'd need some kind of dirt on them. She knew it wasn't fair, they had survived their own personal Hell, but she needed them. She couldn't let that town take her Dad, not when he had managed to get through it.

The town wouldn't win.

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James thought it was ironic that he called the Police Station every day, though somehow no one ever discovered what horrible things he had done. He knew the man behind the desk by name now (young Jake Lawrence, forced into a desk job from a bullet in his lower back), and he knew exactly what he'd hear every time he called.

"I'm sorry, James..." Jake muttered, his tone bleaker each day. "There's still no sign of your daughter."

Laura...Laura had disappeared. They moved to Brahms together, she had started school and he helped her through her doctor visits she had every other week. They were learning how to live with one another, they were learning how to be happy. She had accidentally called him 'Dad' once and ever since...

Ever since...She'd be the one that woke him up when the nightmares got too bad. She'd be the one that made breakfast when he locked the bathroom door late at night so there weren't any windows the monsters could crawl through. She'd be the one that took the handgun from his shaking hands. She'd be the one that made him lunch for when he went to work as a mechanic. She had became his world in only six months, and he loved her like his very own...

"Thanks...I'll, uh, try not to call tomorrow..." It was an empty promise but he just hung up the phone and slumped against the table.

He knew Laura hadn't run away like he was told...she wouldn't do that to him, not after the bumps and roller coaster of emotions they'd been through in the past three years since leaving Silent Hill. A part of her still hated him for killing Mary, but she'd let it go for the most part and they moved on...she knew they needed each other.

But he had a horrible feeling...he tried not to let his mind wonder, since it would go right down the path he couldn't handle right now, so he kept himself busy with work, saving up money for when Laura got home, he could throw her a big welcome home party.

A knock on his door brought him out of his musings. His neighbors mostly kept to himself, having their own kids to deal with, so he thought it wouldn't be them. And even though he told himself not to, he got his hopes up of seeing Laura on his doorstep, asking why he wasn't at work today.

"Mr. Sunderland?"

The man there was his height, in a dark brown hat and matching trench boat. He had greying hair and beard, age seemingly catching up with him. Still, one look at him and James stiffened. The man had a feeling of a cop.

"Are...are you here about my daughter?" His voice broke and he tightly gripped the doorknob to keep himself steady.

The man eyed him a moment. "My name is Douglas Cartland, I'm a Detective. I've come to talk to you about your recent trip to Silent Hill."

James felt his heart stop. "...What about it?"

"May I come in?" The Detective asked kindly, noticing that some of the neighbors were staring at them through their screen doors. "So we can talk in private."

James allowed him in, shutting the door gently behind them. He led the man to his living room, realizing then that the house was beginning to get a small layer of dust...usually Laura threw the duster at him when she got home from school.

"Mr. Sunderland," Detective Cartland sat down on the small armchair across from James, looking straight into the man's green eyes. "I know...what happened in Silent Hill."

Despite the cold chill that crept down his spine, James just raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"That place becomes a personal hell for whoever goes there." James froze. "You were only the second person that had encountered such a thing, but not the last. My...client, Heather Mason, has sent me to convince you to go back with her in search of her Father."

"What makes you think I'd go back?" the blond muttered, trying desperately not to think of the monsters or the smell of blood and decay. "I barely survived the first time, and I've made myself a life here...This is the closest I've managed to force myself to that place."

Douglas tapped a finger on his coffee table, running his words over in his head. "Heather has a tie with that place...I can't explain it, I barely understand myself, but she came to you because you have something to lose in all this."

James stood up before he could catch himself. "Laura? You think Laura is there?"

He nodded. "You and Heather have been there before, you know how to survive the town. You can both look for the people you're missing, and you can help each other. You're not the only person she's asking for help from."

The answer was disgustingly easy. James just went into his room, pulling out a trunk from under his bed and ignoring the Detective behind him. He didn't care that the man stared at him as he began pulling out weapons and brown-colored Health Drinks and a hooked pipe. He paused at the necklace that had twin gold rings, not sure if he should bring them but forced it over his head anyway.

"Alright...when does she want to meet?"

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Heather didn't bother apologizing to the people she shoved out of the way, finally catching sight of the person she was looking for. The young man was tall and lean, wearing a black shirt and jeans and his traditional dog-tags that he'd became known for.

"Alex! Hey, Shepard, wait a minute!"

He paused, looking back and raising an eyebrow at her when she finally caught up with him. He was a lot cuter than she thought, with dark brown hair and bright brown eyes. He definitely looked the part of a soldier.

"Do I know you?" he asked, looking amused, the jerk.

"No. I'm Heather Mason, I have a favor to ask you..." She motioned for him to walk with her, simply into the empty courtyard of the college. "I'm going to be blunt here."

Alex put his hands on his hips. "I'm not going out with you, if that's what you were going to ask."

She rolled her eyes. "No, it's not that. I need you to come to Silent Hill with me."

The change was immediate. His eyes got darker and he sneered at her, tensing up and ready to fight her. Heather raised her hands in defense, knowing that she couldn't blame him. "You want me to what?"

"The Order killed my Dad..." Heather explained. "And I've been there before. But I know I can get him back, Silent Hill isn't like the rest of the world, like our world! If you could help me, then maybe I can find him and we can stop these cult assholes from hurting anyone else."

He reached up and took hold of his tags, not looking at her. "...Why me? How the hell do you even know about all this?"

"You've lost a lot because of them..." Heather muttered. "We can relate a bit. I was the one who was supposed to give birth to their God." He made a face, causing her to smile. "It's not just us though...There are other people that have survived that place, and I'm getting their help too."

"Basically," He relaxed a bit, losing that dark look in his eyes. "You want me to get revenge so I can help you? Kinda sneaky..."

She shrugged. "I'm doing what I can..."

Alex still didn't look at her, seemingly lost in thought. "When do you want us all to meet there? I'm not promising anything, I've finally got my life back on track here, but...I'll think it all over..."

"Thanks..." Heather smiled at him. "This Friday, at noon...I don't want to go in at night."

"You didn't answer about how you know this..."

She hesitated, not sure what to tell him. "My Dad...he told me. He said that you lost your entire family to the Order, and that you managed to life here now...It was in a dream, and that's how I know he can be saved..."

"You're going off a dream? Whatever, I've heard of dumber reasons..." He nodded to himself and walked off. She watched him go, hating that she had to remind these people of the nightmares they went through...she'd hate anyone for making her do it, but...it needed to be done...

Right?

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"Henry," Said man looked up from his book, face blank as the warden slipped a letter into his room. "You got mail from a Detective. He's apparently looking into your case..."

The brunette opened the letter, ignoring the man as he left him alone. The letter was definitely for him, and the handwriting was very...short. He blinked and opened it fully.

'Dear Mr. Henry Townsend,

'I am Detective Douglas Cartland. I am currently working for a client that is going into Silent Hill to rescue her father, and has asked for your assistance. Her father was killed needlessly by a monster, and she knew that the revival of a loved one might interest you.
'You don't have to accept this offer...but she was hoping for any kind of help. She's also asking a few others, all of them managing to survive the town and the hell it entails. I really wish you will accept.
'I'll be along Friday morning to receive your answer, we'll leave after that.

'Douglas Cartland'

Henry swallowed hard, the letter crinkling in his hands as he remembered Eileen...how he couldn't save her. She was sacrificed for some stupid ritual, and it didn't change anything. She had just been another poor soul, caught up in Walter's fantasy.

This girl was the same as him; they couldn't protect the people closest to them when they were needed...but now there was a chance he could get her back...

He laid himself against the wall and thought. His hands were shaking and his heart wouldn't seem to slow down. He was so afraid to go back...He sat there, not moving up until late Thursday night, and then get readied his release papers, getting his belongings and waiting for the Detective outside.

He'd made his choice. Now he needed to live with it.

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Alex was embarrassed to be the first person there.

He waited for everyone else, leaning on the railing of the Overlook. He could see the barely glimpses of water through the trees, and next to him was a Rest stop. He'd never seen this part of Silent Hill before...

A car was the first sound he heard in over an hour. He looked up to see a tiny, older blue car that parked next to him. He expected to see Heather, but was surprised to see an older man. He was...Frowning, Alex looked away, feeling flustered. 'Dammit, Alex, you're about to enter Hell and your thinking about attractive men? You're not a High School girl!'

"Did Heather lure you here too?" the man asked, making Alex jump. "Sorry, I didn't mean to sneak up on you...Especially here..."

Alex grinned, shrugging. "It's fine...but yeah. We apparently go to College together and suddenly she approached me about this little trip she's got going."

"James Sunderland." He offered a hand, which Alex took without thinking.

"Alex Shepard."

He saw something cross James's face as he withdrew his hand. "Quite a grip you've got there...I'm guessing from that, the tags and the jacket you're in the Military?"

Feeling suddenly uncomfortable, the dark haired boy nodded. "Y-yeah, I was...Your jacket looks vaguely military as well. Just like the look or...?"

James ran a hand through his hair, smiling crookedly. "I was...very briefly. Since there wasn't a whole lot going on though, they discharged me when I found out my wife was sick."

"Oh, I'm sorry..." Alex cringed, mentally kicking himself. "Is she...?"

"She passed...three years ago." the blond got a far-away look in his eyes. "Anyway, I'm here to look for my daughter, Laura. She suddenly disappeared, and Heather said she might be here..."

They fell into a comfortable silence, standing there. Alex couldn't help but keep glancing at the other male, feeling that they could relate somehow. Still, he was little put off by the fact that James had a daughter...

Alex never thought himself as gay or straight or anything before. When no one in your hometown would look at you twice growing up, it made crushes hard so he took what he could get. Even Elle, his best friend, was a bit distant to him, even now. But James had a wife, a daughter...his chances didn't seem all that great.

"Why did you agree to all this?" James suddenly asked.

"My reasons aren't noble like yours." From the corner of his eye, Alex saw him flinch slightly and stored it away for later. "The cult in Silent Hill, the Order, killed my family...I'm coming to stop them from hurting anyone else."

James nodded, then looked him over. Alex felt himself stiffen, unusually self-conscious about his appearance. 'Knock it off, Alex! No flirting with the straight man with a wife and kid,'

"Did you bring anything to protect yourself with?"

Alex felt his face get hot, pulling out the Ceremonial Knife from his waistband. "This...it saved my ass more times than I can count."

James eyed it, eyes hardening slightly as he thought. Then he walked back to his car and opened the trunk, motioning Alex over. Inside his trunk was a box of guns, knives, a two by four with a nail in it, and a lot of Health Drinks and Ampoules. The younger male raised an eyebrow at him.

"Left over from my last trip, I couldn't force myself to get rid of them." the blond muttered, already holding a strong looking steel pipe. "I have two handguns, if you want one."

Despite his internal protests, he blushed. "T-thanks...are you sure?"

"Go ahead."

James also took the shotgun, all the bullets and Health Drinks and Ampoules and placed them into a side bag. Feeling a bit useless, Alex offered to at least carry the bag since he had gotten a free gun.

The blond chuckled, a nice sound that Alex realized he wouldn't mind hearing more of. 'Fuck my life,' "We'll split it if we can find another bag, alright?"

Alex nodded, smiling as James went back to his trunk, rummaging around for his map. As he bent over, the dark haired boy caught sight of the twin rings around his neck and sighed. 'Figures. I have to get some kind of weird crush on the only one that was married...'

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Henry was a bit put off that it was a large semi that picked him up Friday morning.

The man driving introduced himself as Travis Grady. He would be driving him and Heather to Silent Hill to meet up with the other two. Heather was sitting in the back, pouring over a map and reloading a bunch of guns. She handed Henry a handgun and a flashlight, smiling him briefly before going back to work.

They stopped at an Overlook near Silent Hill and picked up Alex and James, who looked like they'd been friends already by how closely Alex shadowed him. Once they sat down and the truck began moving again, the three began to talk about random things, and Henry decided to hide up in the cab with Travis to get away.

"Quiet one, aren't ya?" Travis asked, not taking his eyes off the road.

Henry shrugged. "I don't feel like socializing just yet..."

It was at that moment that Henry knew he was going to like Travis; rather than continuing the conversation, he nodded and turned on the radio. Not loud enough to discourage him from talking but enough that they could drown out the remnants of the others conversation.

Henry sat there, letting the air conditioner wash over him as he leaned back into the seat, oddly calm despite being forced back into hell. He wondered what the others were talking about, how Travis had gotten dragged into this or if he even knew what was going on.

"We'll be entering Silent Hill in ten minutes." Travis yelled into the back.

Silence fell over them. Henry swallowed roughly, forcing himself not to grab the gun at his waist. He felt sick. All at once, he was forced to remember every cut, every gun shot, every second of running away and hoping and praying that he could get away. The smell of blood, feeling it all over him, and Eileen, poor Eileen, walked towards her death, controlled, maybe not fighting because she thought Henry would save her-

"Hey. Hey!"

Henry looked over at Travis, realizing that his hand was on his shoulder and that he was breathing hard. The truck driver eyed him, frowning and seemingly worried.

"You okay? Lost you for a moment there?"

The younger man nodded, looking away but not shrinking away from the hand on his shoulder. "Fine. Just...remembering."

Travis sighed, putting both hands back on the steering wheel. "Remembering can be dangerous."

They didn't say anything more as they pulled up to a sign. Realizing that this was it, Henry got out of the truck, frowning up at the sign that innocently read, 'Welcome to Silent Hill'.

"Ready?" Heather asked him as the group formed around.

Each of them nodded, gripping their weapons and all of them turning on their flashlights. Seeing that Henry was still a bit pale, Travis nudged him and smiled, somehow immediately making him feel better.

"Let's go."

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Hope this is a decent introduction chapter! :D Any thoughts would be appreciated~