Trail of Torment | Cheryl/Heather Mason x Pyramid Head Reader

Chapter 3

Cheryl: What does this Pyramid Thing do?

I asked in a whisper.

Y/N: I don't know exactly, I've seen him slaughtering people and monsters, so I have no idea what side he's on.

Cheryl: That's a real fucking weirdo then.

Y/N: I don't know, maybe we can try to bargain with it?

Cheryl: Oh yeah? How? I doubt this thing can even talk.

Y/N: It may not be able to talk but I'm sure it can understand us.

Cheryl: So if I tell it to fuck off, it will fuck off?

Y/N: Nah, that's not how this works.

A blade cut through the door and broke it with a swift drag downward.

Y/N: Talk about the devil, let's go!

We both bolted away from the door, just to realize that this classroom has no exits.

Cheryl: Fuck, we're stuck here.

Y/N: We still have windows.

Cheryl: Are you serious?

Y/N: Do you have a better idea?

He asked as he skipped to one of the windows and opened it.

Y/N: Woah, okay...it's a longer way down than expected.

He said as he stepped back from the window again after he looked down.

Cheryl: Shit! What are we doing?

I asked, starting to panic at the sight of the monster coming closer.

Y/N: Okay, I'll distract it and you'll make a run for it, got me?

Cheryl: What? You want me to leave you behind?

Y/N: We'll see each other again, Silent Hill has never been able to kill me so far. Now go!

He pushed me to the side and ran up to the monster, which tightened its grip around the knife.

Y/N: Come on, take a swing, Pyramid Guy!

That's the last thing I heard from Y/N before the sound of a blade ripping through flesh and his screams filled the silence of the school as I was running through the halls.

Cheryl: Oh, come on! There's gotta be a fucking way outta here.

I talked to myself as I ran for my life through the endless halls of this school.

Suddenly, Pyramid Head reappeared, coming out of a classroom and looking at me, waiting for me to make a move after I stopped in my tracks.

Cheryl: What the fuck do you want?!

I asked desperately, taking a step back.

It pointed its finger at me, not saying a word.

Cheryl: Oh yeah? You want me? Why?

No response.

Cheryl: Huh? You want to fucking kill me? Why?! I didn't even do anything!

Its finger then pointed to a wall where the word "LIAR" was written in blood.

Cheryl: I'm not a fucking liar, I have no idea what I did to piss you off.

He moved his arm to the left side and pointed his finger at the other wall which had another message written in blood on it.

"YOU KILLED ME"

This made me take a step back and shake my head.

Cheryl: I...I have no fucking idea what you're talking about, I never killed anyone. I could never harm someone.

Suddenly pictures of Y/N began flashing through my head.

Cheryl: Y/N? I-I didn't kill you...you told me to run, and I did!

The monster kept watching me, waiting for me to say something.

Cheryl: Is this all about Y/N?

His pyramid began moving to the sides, as if he was shaking his head and saying "No".

Cheryl: Then who is this all about? Who did I kill?

His finger slowly went up to the pyramid on his head, it was pointing at itself.

Cheryl: You?

He slowly nodded his head.

Cheryl: You're full of shit! I don't even know who you are!

He smashed the point of his blade against the floor in rage, creating a huge crack beneath us, splitting the floor and making me fall down after failing to hold on to something.

My back hit a hard and wet surface after a free fall.

With a groan, I was able to stand up again.

Cheryl: Where the fuck am I?

I asked as I looked around me, scanning the wet, rocky cave that I was in.

Cheryl: Is anyone here?

I called out into the darkness, getting nothing but my own words echoing back at me.

Cheryl: I take that as a no.

I mumbled and began walking forward.

After wandering around in the darkness, I stumbled on a guy with his back turned to me, but I quickly realized who that was.

Cheryl: Y/N? Is that you?

Y/N: Tell me something, Cheryl. How does it feel to kill a God?

Cheryl: What?

He turned around to face me, but his appearance has changed, he looks like he's some kind of undead.

Y/N: How did it feel to kill me, Heather?

Cheryl: Who...are you?