Silent Vengeance

Disclaimer: I’m MISOGIRL!!!! Not Daisuke Moriyama . . . as usual.

Author’s Note: Well here the moment AB2121 has been waiting for . . . chapter three. Ya . . . we have a little Kodak moment here. Wait, we just have a few words and then she goes . . . I can’t say anymore. Anyhoo, more OCs going to pop up here, and one of them I love very much. AND if you don’t know who they are . . . you are no reader of mine.

MisoGirl: Everyone’s soo mean to me in this chapter.
Shader: You only have yourself to blame. I mean you’re the writer!
AngelBreed2121: Well you know her. She’s just going to explain it in a later chapter.
MG: Ya, I will . . . but come on! Give it a second though! At the very lest.
S: So in here, you’re the one with boundless knowledge?
MG: Well . . . I am the author, ye know.
AB2121: Hey! That dose fit.
MG: Why are you only figuring this out now?

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Silent Vengeance
Chapter Three
Our Haven Their Hell

They all sat/crouched/stood in a circle, the sinner and the order giving one another a wide birth. Both of them currently updating the other of theories of their events leading up to this point. Chrono pulled Rosette closer to him because he didn’t much like the heated stares she was getting from his former leader. The girl on the other hand blushed, not used to her partner being over a head taller than her.
Genai shot up like a Pit Bull and growled from deep within his chest. “I don’t get why we should go with these weaklings. We’re better off without them.”
“My thoughts exactly.” Gilliam stepped forwards, daring the demon.
“Now, now boys.” Kate raised her hand. “A strange, mysterious, supernatural event took place, and some how transported us here.”
Aion pushed the frames of his glasses on his nose. “The good sister is right. Once we find out what’s going on and get back, then we can go back to our plans.”
“Your not taking my brother way form me again!” Rosette pulled herself out of her partner’s arms and went to stand in front of brother. She went to grab his hand only to find that he was not there. “Joshua?”
The fifteen year old was entertaining himself by staring to the Kitsune within the barrier. The frizzy haired blond looked a bit disturbed by him. “Why do I fell that there should be a sign saying ‘Do not feed the Kitsune’?” She said with a odd twit on her smile. There was a long pause between the two. “Never been to the zoo, uh?”
Joshua straiten his back and there was an odd yip in his voice. “Oh ya. That what their sign say.” The tall woman narrowed her eyes at him not amused. The boy coughed softly, embarrassed. “So . . . you’re the information lady?”
“That’s what I said.” The nine tails said flatly.
“So, dose that mean you know everything . . . that we should know?” The blond boy asked slowly.
The woman on the other side jumped up and clapped her hand. “Are all the questions this easy?” She asked with a large grin on her face.
“Where are we?” Shader asked jumping to her feet.
“I told you. Silent Hill.”
“I heard you before.” The cat-woman walked right up to the glowing, transparent wall. “Where is Silent Hill?” She asked more pacifically.
The blond Kitsune took a deep breath. “Between here and there. Between consciousness and unconsciousness. Between life and death. Between freedom and entrapment. Between light and darkness. Between truth and lies. Between just and cruelty. Between faith and insanity.” She let out a long sigh and stretched her arms above her head. “You get the idea . . .”
“There’s no place like that.” The Elder stepped up to the barrier.
“And yet you’re here.” The woman said with a smile, waving her arms in a circle.
Before anyone could respond to that, and voice cracked the air around them.
"Hey! MG. Why are you sitting in that barer?" A young girl of about thirteen or fourteen walked into view.
"I'm just humoring them.” The woman on the ground said plainly. “Go on and enjoy your murderous romp through the wood there AngelBreed2121 . . ." She waved the younger pigtailed girl off.
“O . . . kay?” The girl raised a questioning eyebrow at the scene. “See you later!” The girl waved back with a bloody, rusty crowbar.
“Radio on, young lady!” The hazel eyed woman called over her shoulder.
“Okay! MOM!” The young girl called back.
“Keep calling me that an’ I’ll throw you in a ditch until you’re forty!” The kitsune rolled her eyes knowing that there isn’t a ditch deep enough to keep her in. She turned back to the gaping mouths of the lost groups.
“There’s people here just like us!?” Gilliam jumped up.
The frizzled hair woman sighed and narrowed her eyes. “Nope.”
“What?” He asked eye twitching a bit. “That girl over there . . . she’s just like me!” He said waving his arm in the direction the pony tail blond disappeared.
“No–o–o . . . for starters she is way younger than you, and if you over look the age factor, you have a penis and she doesn’t. AND if your thinking with that I’ll have to fix that problem.” She paused at everyone’s blinking eyes. “Meaning I’ll castrate you. Make you a unick. I’ll skip submerging your lower half in some boiling salt water and go right to the chopping . . . or sawing in my case . . . or I could shoot them off . . . depends what mood I’m in.” She smiled devilishly. “MAN! I love being a gal.”
Everyone there stared blankly at the young kitsune. The men of the group were blue in the face wile wondering if she really meant it. Joshua cleared his throat and straitened his shirt. “Well . . . then. If you put all that aside, they are other people here like use.”
The woman held her shoulder and she rolled it around, drawing circles with her elbow. She raised an eyebrow and yawned like this was getting tiresome. Rolling her tungue over her teeth, she leaned close to the barrier and breathed out in one breath, “no.” When the sunshine blond boy opened his mouth to protest the dirty blond haired women raised a hand to stop him to. “You’re doing the A-B thing kid.” The woman sighed out. “Every being with a Y chromosome always think things goes from point A to point B. As in A results to B, but that only works for machines, most of the time. Organically . . . A could result to H, or S, or possibly Z, or it could go right back to A again.” She said in a bored tone.
Her white fox tails swished back and forth as the twitched slightly. She yawned once not bothering to sugar coat the facts for them. The blacked haired moron that actually thought he hade her trap in his light show was ranting some idiotic thing to her. She treated it as white nose and scratched the back of her head. The action caused her to catch something out of the corner of her eye. “There’s an other A-Beer!” She let her arm flop to her side and dashed off.
Gilliam said something about she can’t escape, but she stepped over the crucifix glow like she was patting a kitten. She disappeared in the pitch blackness.
“So much for barriers.” The blind demon said grinning showing off her grisly teeth.
The gang stood there for some time mostly asking questions about the Order’s effectiveness. Ewan sighed and exchanged glances with Kate and the Elder, both of whom were no where near the insentient.
The head nun raised her hand in hopes to silent bickering circle. When they just ignored her, a large vain throbbed on her forehead. “QUITE!!!” She hollered. “Standing around and flapping our gums isn’t going to help us now!”
“Then what do you propose we do?” Aion said amused.
“We’ll get moving.” She snapped irritated. “We’ll find a town or city somewhere that has information . . .” Her eye began to twitch as the younger of the Christopher siblings pointed towards the empty space where the kitsune once stood. “AND that woman is as informative as a drunken politician.” She turned on her hell and started to march down a road. With some hesitation the rest fallow shortly after.
“No wonder those exorcist act like something is shoved up their ass if that their boss.” Genai mumbled pulling his hat down more snugly on his head.
As the group marched the hear in the distance their welcome wagon, lecturing a poor oaf. “How many time must I tell you to keep your eyes open? They are traps in these wood if you hadn’t notices. AND another thing. Why are you carrying around that rust plumber’s pipe for? I do not want to hear your idiotic excuses now. Here! Take this ax, you’re not in the baby league any more, Demon–Boy. AND for the love of Peat. Turn on you cellar, for the last time the battery wont die on you here . . .” Her nagging voice faded and they continued on the dirt, gravel, and leave litter path.
“Traps?” Azy squeaked and clung onto Sister Grace. They hurried their steps and soon stopped.
A tall black iron gate stood open in front of them. Father Remington squinted and announced that it’s a graveyard entrance. “Well every graveyard is connected to a main road.” The head sister reasoned and preceded forwards. They entered agreeing with her logic.
The cemetery was impossibly large. Broken tombstones lain askew all over the ground as crude wooden grave markings stuck out of the soil. Unearthly moans and slow moving shadows accompanied them. The sound of their shoes where the only reassurance that the others were there, but some could of sworn that they hear soft clacking of wood in the dark mist.
A assortment of gasps echoed as a sudden flood of light fell upon them. The thick whit mist surrounded them again. A loud yelp form the cat demon gave everyone a jump. They all hurried ahead to find the feline scientists, except Grace who is comforting a quaking Azmaria too near to urinating herself. They found the burnt chestnut haired girl rubbing her head. A large bolder lay before her with a worn out path circling around it.
“Where the fuck did that come from?!” Veda shouted.
“More importantly, why is it here.” Aion asked cocking his head to one side so he could have a better view of the young Sister’s backside. If knew she would filled out like this he would of brought her with her brother.
“Maybe it a monument of the graves?” Kate wondered and stepped closer and blocking the white haired devil’s view.
Shader sprung up like a jack in the box. “Hey!! There’s something written on it!” She squinted her eyes to read it through the mist and began to read out loud before anyone thought to move on:
You li 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

Really don’t deserve it
but now there nothing you can do
so sleep n the only memory of me
my dearest mother

Here’s a lullaby to close your eyes good–bey
it was always you that I despised
I don’t fell enough for you to cry oh well
here’s a lullaby to close your eyes good–bey

“Whoa . . . that’s not really nice.” The cat girl folded her ears as she cringe a bit. The scenists turned around slowly toward them. “Ummm . . . you have a really nice voice but could you stop singing the word now sweety?” She asked the trembling albino girl.
“I’m n–n–not s–s–sing–singing!” The twelve year old squeaked.
“Then. If it wasn’t you . . . then who?” The golden cat eyes darted around the assembled group. A chill crawled down the backs of everyone as the haunting voice grew louder.
So insignificant
sleeping dormant deep inside of me
are you hiding away lost
under the sewers
or maybe flying high in the clouds
perhaps your happy without me
so meany seeds have been sewn in the fields
and who could sprout up so blessedly
if I hade died
I would never felt sad at all
you will not hear me say I’m sorry
where is the light
wonder if it’s weeping some where

A tall figure emerge from the thick fog. She wore a Japanese dress of a pail silver green color, under a heavy white coat. Her long ebony midnight hair stood out the most. Her wooden sandals clacked quietly on the stones beneath her. She waled with her eyes close gently as she sang eerily sweet.
Here’s a lullaby to close your eyes good–bey
it was always you that I despised
I don’t fell enough for you to cry oh well
here’s a lullaby to close your eyes good–bey

Here’s a lullaby to close your eyes good–bey
it was always you that I despised
I don’t fell enough for you to cry oh well
here’s a lullaby to close your eyes good–bey
good–bey
good–bey
good–bey
good–bey

The young lulu easily woven her why past them to the front of the bolder.
Here’s a lullaby to close your eyes good–bey
it was always you that I despised
I don’t fell enough for you to cry oh well
here’s a lullaby to close your eyes good–bey

Here’s a lullaby to close your eyes good–bey
it was always you that I despised
I don’t fell enough for you to cry oh well
here’s a lullaby to close your eyes good–bey
good–bey
good–bey
good–bey
good–bey
Good–bey

She finished off with a sigh and reviled her pearl aqua pools. “The last words sung to a dying mother.” The young woman said more to herself than to the others. She tapped the toe of ther geta on the ground, felling it was slipping off. Then she bowed her head to them and continued on her way.
“Wait!” Ewan ran after her.
She turned around graceful to him. “Hai?” He blinked down at the young lulu that only reached to bridge of his nose. She smiled at and shook her finger as if she tried to remember something. “Newbie.” When silence met her word, she decided to clarify. “It ruffly means new comer.”
“Oh. YA! We all are miss.” The young mister bearlly got out.
“Having trouble communicating with the ‘information lady’?” She ask amused. “Everyone does at first. She is a bit difficult at first, but once you get use to it, she easy to handle.” She giggled to herself.
Kate stepped up in between the woman and Ewan. “Do you know the way out of . . . this?” The nun said waving her hands around them.
The ebony haired lady casually pointed at a small broken archway. “Exits usually work for me.” She said to casually with humor tickling the edge of her voice.
“Not the necropolis . . .” The nun half whined. “Silent Hill.” She huffed out.
“Hmmm . . .” The woman hummed and continued on her way out of the burial ground. “I’m not an expert in that field, considering I’ve never left my home.”
“What?!” The Christopher sibling yelped out at once.
“You live here with monster dogs and deadly traps everywhere?!” Rosette questioned, her eyes wide with shock and fright.
The woman looked over her shoulder to them as she turned the corner and walked down a large paved road. “Those, I’m afraid are just the fog the iceberg creates in the air around it my dears.” A dark shadow fell upon her as she passed a billboard. “There are far worse creatures than them.” She breathed out smoothly.
The woman turned her head away as she continued pass the hoarding. All of them looked up at the large outdoor sign. The dark and dusty night forest green background hade the white words jumping out.
WELCOME TO SILENT HILL
IT IS OUR HAVEN
IT IS THEIR HELL
A chill crept down their backs as the last line seemed to speak to them as an warning. Ewan rubbed his arms as he hurried to catch up with the beauty from the land of the rising sun. “Excused me, madam. But I didn’t catch your name.”
“I didn’t throw it.” She answered him. “If you seek a name, it is only proper that you give your’s first.”
“Oh! Right! Sorry.” He took a deep breath and wondered why his throat was so dry. “Remington. Father Ewan Remington.”
“Setsuka. Setsuka Kenzan’me.” She smiled warmly at him.


FIN
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Author’s Note: Okay. That’s it for now . . . Did you see the special guests? That’s right Angelbreed2121 and Demon-boy-Chrono were there. As for the me charter . . . I may show up again.

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Shimmering so bright
Guiding light, divine
Flow along the sea of fading stardust
Reminiscing the touch over the hands you still clutch
We’ll belong lost in the past, left to emancipate
We pray among the clouds, i the pitch blackness of night,
Our voices ascend to the stars,
This will overcome; they’ll always tumble and flow,
In this serenity . . .
Eternally . . .

MG: That came from the up incoming anime of Xenosaga.
AB2121: YA!!! I’m in there!
S: I walk into a gigantic rock?! WTF is with that?!!!
MG: Don’t worry. That rock have it own little side story that webs into this one.
S: Really?
MG: Yes.
S: But didn’t Setsuka already told it?
MG: She told just a fraction of it.
AB2121: ME SOO HAPPY!