This idea was inspired by lizathehedgehog from deviantART. She made some 3D fanart of Desmond and Alex together in Silent Hill. She said she wanted someone to type up a fanfic of the idea so here you go. The idea for the story is lizathehedgehog's but the story itself is done by be. Please enjoy.

Also to my Ellie Fenton readers I'm sorry for the long wait but I do have something in the works. Keep giving me those idea's I have a few but the more the better.

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Summary

Desmond Miles runs into Alex Mercer in New York City and though a set of events run to West Virginia and end up in Silent Hill. With no way out and the Apple missing, Desmond and Alex must work together to reclaim it... or die together. But was their arrival here and accident or is a demon girl and her protector expecting them. Read on and find out.

The hustle and bustle of the New York City life was…lively to say the least. The city that never sleeps, the Big Apple, and all that jazz. Slowing his steps down to better blend with the crowd, Desmond Miles paused at the crosswalk until the light changed for an opening in the busy streets.

Why is he in New York, basically the Templar capital? Desmond smirked at the thought of such a question. After Vidic left his security pen behind one too many times Desmond figured out how to make it work on the access doors for easy escapes in case of an attack. He was on the run for a long time all over Europe.

That is until he ran into Lucy again. She explained her plight for the Assassin's and he knew running would no longer work as Abstergo was closing in on his mobile location every second. He went with them and lived the life of another ancestor with the animus and he can't deny the positive uses of the bleeding effect on his body.

And it was fun with them while it lasted. Rebecca was fun for a tech head. She was always tinkering with the animus to make it easier on him. Lucy was well…Lucy. The commanding and…. affectionate Lucy leader. Contrary to popular belief they were never a thing, at least on Desmond's part. His eyes were set on a particular red head in glasses. Shaun Hastings…15% British, 5% Coffee, and 80% Sarcasm. They kept it to themselves the entire time and loved every moment of it….

But of course it wouldn't last.

Their relationship was based solely on sexual frustration and the desperation of the team's situation. The Assassins wanted him to turn over the apple and practically live in the animus. And after he refused the Assassins he was black listed and borderline being hunted. Abstergo thought he was in London. And the Assassins thought he was in Taiwan hiding the apple.

Why would either team look right under their noses in the most obvious city in America? The Apple was safely tucked away in his backpack of course. Only he could control the damn thing, anyone else would have their minds consumed. It wasn't worth the risk of an Assassin thinking he was destined for better.

And the Big Apple was a fine city to be in so long as you could stand the crowds and the crazy news. A huge breakout of some weird infection covering all of Manhattan. It was basically contained now, but all these Blackwatch guys wandering the streets with military grade weapons put Desmond on edge.

A push to his shoulder had him snap out of his thoughts and see the light had changed so they could walk. Desmond adjusted his white jacket under his one shoulder backpack strap and made sure his hood was covering his face. A Blackwatch guard nearly shoved Desmond to the ground when he still didn't move. He picked up his place and put some distance between them before glancing back and seeing a red glow surrounding the man.

"Hold it." The guard said. "I need to speak with you." Desmond froze in the middle of the street. The guards mask made a crackling noise showing he was about to speak but was cut off by his communicator on his shoulder.

"HELP! HELP! TEAM 98-MINOR HAS BEEN ENGADGED." A panicked mans voice screamed. Some pedestrians ran ahead but Desmond was stuck on the spot with the guard's hand now sitting on his shoulder. His free hand grabbed the communicator and turned it on.

"98-Minor. What is your condition? Who has engaged you? What is your location?"

"We are getting slaughtered! He's KILLING EVERYONE! It's…it's... oh god IT'S ZEUS! HE'S PICKED UP A TANK….oh god no….HELP! HELP! HEL…..Brrrrzzzzzzz.." The line went dead. A huge explosion was head a few blocks over and Desmond was shoved back as the guard ran toward the noise. Desmond tripped on the curb and landed harshly on his back.

"Damn it all…." He groaned. A deep laugh caught his ears and he looked up to see an attractive young man around Desmond's age, possibly a little older, walking up to him.

"Nice trip." The man joked.

"See you next fall." Desmond replied humorlessly making the man laugh again. Desmond held out his hand to the man who looked at it like it was the most insane thing he'd ever seen. "You had you're laugh, now help me up."

The man wore a black leather jacket over a gray hoodie with the hood up, and a white button up shirt under that. Plain loose worn jeans covered his long legs and even hung over his sneakers that poked out the bottom. He smirked at Desmond and helped him to his feet. Desmond's hood fell back but he made no move to put it back and left his short light brown hair in the sun as he eyed up the man in front of him.

"Enjoying the sight little birdie?" he teased. Desmond realized he was staring at him and blushed.

"Little Birdie?" Desmond repeated making the other man shrug.

"You remind me of a bird and I don't know your name."

"You could ask. Mr…?"

"Call me Alex." He chuckled.

"Desmond. Nice to meet you."

"You won't be saying that for long Desmond." Alex whispered his name sending chills down Desmond's spine.

"What makes you say that?" The Blackwatch guards came running around the corner in a rush and froze about 30 feet away from them.

"FREEZE!" They armed their weapons and Desmond raised his hands up. "Move away from the civilian Zeus."

"Since when do you people care about civilians?" Alex smirked. Desmond looked back at him over his shoulder with a raised eyebrow. "Ah I see…" Alex continued. Desmond followed his line of sight and saw the remote control news cameras floating overhead. "Bad publicity to take a shot at me through a civilian? Doesn't matter. If he does survive you'll turn him into a lab rat for direct contact with me right?" The guards did nothing but tighten their hands on their rifles. "Thought so."

"Release the civilian!" Alex barked out a laugh and held his hands up above his head to show he held nothing.

"I don't have a hold on him Desmond can go any time he wants. But keep in mind pal. What I said is true."

Desmond looked back at Alex and froze for a moment when the situation sunk in. Blackwatch had caught him in contact with Alex Mercer, aka Zeus, virus extreme and terror of Manhattan. Desmond didn't doubt Alex's words on what they would do to him for the 'Greater Good.' But that was the least of his worries. Alex just loudly stated his name on live news cameras…. Abstergo knew where he was and no chance in hell they weren't already on their way here to collect their favorite mind toy. The Assassins can't be far behind either….

"SIR!" The guard yelled at Desmond. "Step toward us and away from Zeus. We will keep you safe and ensure you haven't been infected." He took a calm and inviting stance and held out his hand for Desmond. A shuffling of cloths behind him made him suck in a breath.

"Or stick with me and I'll get us outta here, no harm to you. Promise little birdie." Alex practically breathed in his ear. Desmond had no clue what to do. His instincts told him to just run but he knew he wouldn't get far. He had to do something. They were coming!

"Sir, please we will protect you." The guard took on a protectors voice hand urged Desmond to walk to him. Warning bells rang in his head at his tone. Desmond fell back to his only guarantee, Eagle Vision. His light brown eyes turned a copper gold and he sucked in a breath. An ocean of red was in front of him. Every last guard was more than ready to end him and some even wanted to. Desmond looked behind him and saw Alex lighting up a calming blue. That steeled his resolve.

Alex raised an eyebrow at Desmond was he looked back at him and noticed his eyes go from gold to light brown in a flash. Desmond smirked at Alex and he was quick to return it.

"Alright, I'm coming forward. Please don't shoot me." Desmond called out as he put his arms down. Desmond slowly walked forward and carefully slipped his hand into his backpack. He tripped a few paces away from the guards, just close enough to Alex so they wouldn't advance, but close enough to be in range.

"Just a little further sir." The guard urged.

"No. I think this is plenty close." Desmond sprung up and raised his Apple of Eden to them. Every guard froze; some jutted their arms or hips out at odd angles when they tried to break the hold, others chocked on their breath in panic.

"Nice trick…" Alex commented.

"You better have a good way outta here. I can't take them all and I can only do this once." Desmond replied, strain obvious in his voice.

"I got you covered, I don't break promises. Hope you like heights." Alex walked up to stand right behind him. Desmond smirked.

"You have no idea." With that the Apple shinned brightly and a hail of bullet were passed across the field of guards. They all shot each other, some died, others just injured. Regardless, more than 70% of them were taken down in one go. The others froze in the blood bath.

Desmond tucked the Apple away with a harsh breath and a fatigued stand. Alex ran up behind him and literally swooped him off his feet.

"Hold on tight." Alex held Desmond bridal style and close to his chest, Desmond had no choice but to hold on around the other mans neck.

Alex ran hard and fast through the streets to avoid trouble. Desmond was floored by the power of his feet leaving cracks in the pavement and the sheer speed they ran. But what got him the most by far was when they ran straight up a 90-degree angle building all the way to the roof. Alex wasn't even tried at the top and after looking around real quick he took a satisfied breath.

"Lost 'em." He looked at Desmond who had yet to loosen his hold. "You alright?"

"Y-yeah…. Holy shit…" Desmond breathed and laughed out. Alex laughed and gently set the young Assassin down on the thick ledge.

"What was that back there? The glowing ball, your eyes, the guards, ect.?" Alex asked as he crossed his arms against his chest.

"Uh…. long story, basically it's an all powerful object from the first civilization that only I can use to control peoples will." Desmond rested his elbows on his knees and rubbed his eyes.

"And the eyes?"

"Why?" Desmond asked. He expected Alex to demand the Apple not ask about eye color.

"Your eyes went from light brown to gold and back. They change color?"

"Something like that. A trick I can do to tell friend from foe."

"That's hot."

"What?" Desmond had to do a double take on that. Alex smirked and walked up to him. He leaned forward making Desmond leaning back on the ledge and using his hands to balance himself behind him. Alex put his hands on either side of Desmond's hips; close enough for his thumbs to be felt through the Assassins jeans, but not touching. Alex put his face right in front of Desmond's letting him see his ice blue eyes and feel his breath on his lips.

"Your eyes changing color like that was hot as hell. I've never seen that before." Alex leaned up next to Desmond's ear letting his hood ghost over his cheek to whisper in his ear. "It's exotic."

Alex leaned back and moved up to Desmond again to claim his lips. Desmond backed up as far as he could to the point Alex put his hand on his lower back to stop him from slipping off. Desmond had no escape. He squeezed his eyes closed and waited for him to make contact.

"Ground breaking news this evening as Zeus takes on an accomplice." Desmond and Alex turned their heads to the large TV screen next to them and froze at the picture of them. Alex standing behind Desmond, who was holding up the Apple with all the guards frozen to the floor. "This unidentified young man is to be considered very dangerous." They zoomed in on his picture. "If you have any information please contact the police hotline and do not engage them. Later this evening…."

Desmond groaned at the announcement, there was no chance he could hide now. He had to leave New York and fast. Their near kiss forgotten; Alex smiled at the screen.

"What's wrong? Don't like the picture?"

"Oh yes, they got a picture of my bad side." Desmond pushed Alex back and hopped to his feet to pace.

"Not possible." Alex paused to watch Desmond pace back and forth, getting a view of his left and right side. "You don't have a bad side."

"Can you please be serious here?"

"I am." Alex smirked. But when Desmond huffed painfully and put his face in his hands. "What? It's not that bad. The news will forget about you in no time."

"No they won't. You don't get it." Desmond pulled out the Apple and held it out, using its power on Alex making him freeze to the spot. "This is called the Apple of Eden. Like I said I can use it to control anyone and everyone with enough focus. There are two organizations that want this. Abstergo, who we know as the Templars, who want to control everyone to rule over everyone."

"And…th-the other team?" Alex grunted as he tried to break the hold but listened intently.

"The Assassins; which I am apart of. They want to grant peace and freedom to everyone. They also want to take the Apple from me, but no one else, but me can use it properly. I was hiding in New York from them, but there is no chance in fucking hell they didn't see some part of that. I have to leave here now." Desmond calmed himself and released Alex who slouched. He regained his motor functions and moved his body around to make sure everything still worked.

"Alright then. How we doing that?"

"I have no time to get a plane…. maybe train? No there are camera's…Bus? No security…"

"Why not use the Apple thing again?"

"Cause using it too much can make me go insane and drains my energy too much. I'd loose consciousness too fast."

"Then what about Ferry? Boats don't have cameras; security is practically nonexistent and even if they do somehow see you we'd just find a place to hide you till the boat gets there. They can't just turn it around half way there."

"That…. could work…we'd head south for sure… we'd have to…wait 'we'…?" Desmond asked.

"I was actually headed out of town myself. There's…. nothing left for me here and company might do us both some good."

"No family?"

"None that want contact with me after I became… well this." Alex gestured to himself and mad his claws come out, then the shield, then back to arms again. Desmond watched in amazement as he shifted his form around. Alex was just happy he wasn't screaming his head off. He hated when people screamed. "If this doesn't put you off we can get going now."

"Doesn't bother me." Desmond smiled and tucked the Apple away. "But we need disguises."

"Don't you watch the news? I'm securities worst nightmare." Alex let his biomass go over his body in waves and changed his form.

A middle aged black man.

A younger Asian man.

And a shorter woman in a lab coat.

"That's damn convenient. But not for me…"

"They are looking for you with me. Not a guy with a young woman." Alex reasoned. Desmond still looked unsure. "Hey." Alex changed back to his original taller form and placed his hand on Desmond's shoulder. "If they try anything I'll take car of it." Desmond smiled and nodded. "Good. Now lets go." Alex slipped his arm under Desmond's knees and the other on his back.

"Hey!" Desmond yelled as he was made weightless and into Alex's arms. He slipped his arms around the man's neck on instinct.

"Best hold on tight little Birdie."

"You like that name way too much."

"Maybe, but I think you enjoy it too." Alex teased and slipped the hand on Desmond's back down to cup his ass. The Assassin squeaked and blushed. "This is going to be a good trip." Alex took a running start and jumped off the building with Desmond clutching his chest.

And so their journey begins.

And there you have it. Please R&R and tell me what you think.