User blog:Ore-samma/My Kejourou (Silent Hill + Cynthia) (Ghost) (Cross Dimensional Pairing)

Hello Fans, Ore-samma here!

And day 11 of the Halloween one-shots!

Hope you like it!

Ever your Servant-

Ore-samma

“Seriously, why are you even coming if you’re having doubts like this?” Roger sneered.

I shook my head and watched the dark forest pass us by as we traveled up the road that had all kinds of warning signs at its entrance

 DANGER ROAD UNMAINTAINED 

 WARNING NO CELL PHONE SERVICE AHEAD 

 NO SERVICES AHEAD 

 DEAD END 80 MILES AHEAD 

And quite a few warning signs that were painted over with graffiti

 MICHEAL IS A WHORE 

 YOU SHOULD KNOW 

 DEMONIC PRESENCE AHEAD 

 GOOD IM THE DOOMSLAYER 

 THATS WHAT YOUR MOM SAID 

“Hahahah! Yeah, I like the guys that went on ahead of us!” Roger laughed. He looked over to me. “Comon, Charlie! Lighten up! It’s just a haunted mansion, and we have a full tank of gas and another full jerry can!”

I looked at a strange purple tinged mist that washed over Roger’s car and immediately cleared, just as we hit a dirt road.

“Look, I don- hey! Watch out!”

Roger squeezed on the breaks and slowed down in front of a pretty young girl with her thumb out.

“Hey guys! You going to see the haunted mansion?” She asked looking in at me.

“Hell yeah! You?” Roger nearly shouted. The girl glanced at him and back to me with a smile.

“I’m not exactly going to the mansion, but it’s on my way. Can I ride with you?”

“Hell yeah!” Roger crowed, “Charlie, sit in the back, will ya?”

“Sure, man!” I stifled a sigh of disgust. Roger was always like that around women. Trying to show me up, or shove me out. As I got into the back and the girl got into the front, I was certain that if Roger could get away with it, he would have left me to walk the rest of the way.

“So! Where are you going, if you’re not going to the mansion?”

The girl looked at Roger and gave a warm smile. “Home.”

“You live here?”

She shook her head, “Not exactly. But the mansion is on the way to my home. But, hey- why not take a look in there?”

“Now you’re talking! I would need someone to be enthusiastic seeing as Charlie is starting to have doubts.”

The girl looked back to me, her face was calm, but intense. “....Charlie….” She almost whispered. “I am Stella.” She traced her finger through her long black hair and held it out to me…..but it was strange….setting all kinds of alarm bells in my head. It wasn’t an offered hand of friendship or greeting, her fingers were strained in almost like a viscous claw, and when I looked back up to her face a shadow flashed across it from the trees that made her visage look like the face of a corpse, its features fixed in an expression of unbridled fury.

“Uh, nice to meet you, Stella.” I muttered and took her hand that was now in a normal posture as was her face.

“BOO!” Stella cried out just as my hand grasped hers, but for some strange reason- I didn’t flinch or draw back, but grasped her hand firmly and kept my stare into her eyes, unblinking.

“Aww, shucks- that usually works! Ah well.” She giggled and sat back and continued to talk with Roger.

I held my hand that was now so cold it almost felt frostbitten and kept noticing Stella’s pale blue eyes looking at me in the rearview mirror….looking at me with a knowing glance.

We soon arrived at the dark foreboding mansion, by now the icy cold feeling had traveled to my wrist, and my fingers throbbed. I had to keep my hand in my pocket just to feel normal, but my exposed wrist was now affected. Which was all kinds of strange, especially considering that my skin still looked pink and there was blood return on squeezing my fingers.

“So this is it, huh?” Stella mused. “Well, it’s been nice riding with you two, thanks!” She said and started to walk into the woods.

“Hey! Where do you think you’re going?” Roger said, grabbing her arm. “You aren’t coming in?”

Stella shook her head. “Hey- let go of me!” She cried out and pulled her arm away, tripping, falling and-

CRACK

“What the fuck?!?!” I cried out, rushing over- and started to puke at seeing her head injury from a sharp rock….she was already gone.

“FUCK!” Roger cried out, his face pale and white. He looked from Stella to the house and back again. “Charlie! We have to put her in the house and get the fuck out of here!”

“We?!?!” I screamed back. “ YOU  fucking did this!”

I felt my bladder fill as Roger pulled out his gun and held it out to me.

“You’re helping me! You’re keeping your mouth shut, or I swear- I will put you right next to her, you just try me!”

Without a word I took her legs while Roger took her arms and we dragged her into the house, throwing a few tattered rags in the rotting living room that was dark and smelled of mildew wood.

“Lets fucking go!”

“Wait a second.” He strode over the the rotted pile of cloth. “I need to take her ID, and-” He screamed as he pulled back the rags….nothing….nothing was there.

“You see this?!?” Roger screamed. “We left her right here!”

“I fucking see that!” I also screamed, “I never took my eyes off her...she should be….” I stepped closer and slammed my foot into the brown and rotting carpet. “It’s solid-” I flung each of the rotted cloth aside, “There isn’t even any blood on these!”

“Check the rock!” Roger breathed and left the house with me right behind him.

The rock was dry, not a speck of blood or anything. I felt a strange sense of relief and doom fill my heart as Roger and I slowly straightened out and looked at each other.

He started to laugh, but I couldn’t join in, no matter how much I wanted to….the man threatened my life for his stupidity….but…..then again, what just happened?

“Okay- so we found a ghost. Let’s get out of here.” I said, striding to the car.

“Naw man- just think of what else we can find! Just think! If we only had the sense to take a selfie! Or to take some of her clothing before she disappeared!”

“Are you crazy!” I cried out, “We don’t know what we will find and-” I gritted my teeth as Roger already was striding into the mansion, swinging the car keys.

I grumbled and reluctantly followed.

Roger strode through the door and stopped so abruptly I actually bumped into him.

“What the fuck!” I spat, and felt my mouth go dry and my entire arm enveloped into the icy chill of death itself.

Stella was there...on her knees….crawling towards us.

Her body was mottled white, and seemed to be in an initial state of decay. Her hair was unbound and seemed to flow upon unseen currents of air, floating, twisting and coiling. I tried to back out of the door, but my back pressed against the wall- I turned-

The door was gone, there was only a brick wall.

“Roger! The door!” I cried out.

Roger looked, and glanced to my right and strode up to a window and kicked the wooden planks in front of it. With a splintering crash the plank broke….revealing more brick wall.

“Fuck! Up the stairs!” Roger cried out and dashed up, with me following.

The house was a dilapidated nightmare, broken toys, smashed picture frames with grisly scenes. Rotting carpet, mildew floors. But every room we went to had their windows bricked over. We heard crying from below and noticed Stella was at the stairs, crying...trying to climb up, but unable, her face covered by her long hair.

Roger pointed his gun, but his hand trembled so much that it tumbled from his grip and clattered down the stairs.

Stella looked at the gun and placed her hand on it….and with a screeching crunch- crushed it.

She slowly turned her face up the stairs and her hair fell away, revealing a visage of rotting flesh, empty eye sockets and lips pulled back in an expression of rage.

 ...Charlie… 

I gasped as Stella called my name, my shoulder and chest were starting to freeze.

“Wh-what?” I said, as my teeth started to chatter.

'' ….come to me, Charlie….you are mine…. ''

“No….way!” I said through my shivers, as the cold started to spread to my abdomen, legs and now my other arm.

You must….come to me, Charlie….I will protect you…. She raised her arm and pointed behind me .

…..from them….

I looked over my shoulder, seeing my breath mist in the air, and gasped. “Roger! Stop! Don’t back up!”

The entire wall had hands reaching out, seeming to rise from oozing tar pits. There were faces that were popping and bubbling out of the wall, their mouths working out silent moans and screams. I reflexively took a step back- fuck- no!

My entire body seemed to fall in slow motion down the stairs and into Stella’s waiting arms.

As much as it horrified me, I couldn’t take my eyes off her horrifying visage. She held onto my chest, and her hair wrapped around my body.

The freezing cold settled deeper, until it became numb, then painful all over again. I tried to breathe, but my breath seemed frozen in my lungs.

“Breathe, my love...breathe...”

I gasped….and….opened my eyes.

“There you are, my darling.” Stella said with a warm smile, cradling my head in her lap. “Welcome home!”

“Wha-what- where?” I gasped, looking around at my surroundings. The mansion was now in pristine condition. There were several people looking at us with worried faces.

“You don’t remember? You took quite a tumble down the stairs when the earthquake started and hit your head.” She took a small bag of ice from one of the butlers and pressed it to my head. “Oooh, perhaps we should retire for the evening?”

“I….well….yes, that would be best.” I grunted, trying to get up.

Two of my butlers quickly took me by the arms and helped me to the master bedroom that was dark, save for a few candles and a dim fire crackling in the fireplace.

“Stella, what happened?” I whispered when the doors closed. “The car, haunted mansion, Roger, and-” I fell silent as Stella placed her fingertips to my lips and removed a silver haircomb that released her hair, allowing it to fall free, and slowly wound its way around my body.

“Shhhh, my love.” She pressed closer and I felt my body lift from the ground as she rose into the air, slipping out of her evening dress as her hair removed my clothes. We settled onto the bed, and she drifted slowly to me, then on top of me, my flesh pushing its way into her.

“That place from whence you came, is far and away from where you are now.” She purred, leaning forward and kissing my neck. “Tomorrow when you wake up, you will be with me, and me alone. We will live in these halls, and dwell on this realm forever.” She smiled and pressed her hands to my chest. I gasped as a sudden warmth spread from her touch and reached my entire body, almost seeming to have a golden glow.

“But….is this even real?” I gasped, after the climax crested over both of us.

Stella nodded. “Yes, I pulled you here, from where you were. Now that I have you, and you are mine- I never need return.” She sighed and slid off my flesh and snuggled close, her hair grasping the blankets and pulled them over us both. “Be at peace my love. We are together at last.”

I sighed, taking in Stella’s beautiful aroma as I felt my eyelids grow heavy, and my consciousness was swept away by the low pattering of rain, the crackle of the fire, and my eternal beloved’s light and easy sighs.