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

The End

He rammed the top of his blade into the ground and gently put his hands on the pyramid which was resting on his head.

He took it off slowly and let it crash to the ground with a loud bang.

His face was a very familiar one, which made me question everything.

Cheryl: Y/N?

Y/N: Yes, my love. It is I.

Cheryl: But...how?

Y/N: It's a very difficult subject to explain.

Cheryl: You better explain every single detail, right the fuck now.

Y/N: Since I don't really want to spend another minute here, I will keep it short. After you killed me, and then killed yourself, I was reborn, just like you.

Cheryl: You did? How come I never saw you in this life?

Y/N: I was born in my home state, but in this life I never moved to another state and instead focused on school.

Cheryl: Doesn't sound like you at all.

Y/N: But then tragedy struck at my school. A cursed tape was passed around. Everyone who watched it, died seven days later. And I was no exception.

Cheryl: So you died in your second life as well...

Y/N: But that wasn't the end of my story sadly. I was granted a chance to avenge myself by the Entity, and I did.

Cheryl: Revenge is never the answer, I learned it the hard way.

Y/N: So did I. I was then sent to the cenobites. And after eternal torture, they allowed me to create my own realm...Silent Hill.

Cheryl: Hold on...this all is your creation?

Y/N: Yes, all the monsters and wicked stuff were once part of my mind which I manifested into this realm to throw them out of my head.

Cheryl: And what do I have to do with it?!

I snapped at him.

Y/N: You killed me, I couldn't let that go unavenged, could I?

Cheryl: Why not kill me on the spot? Why drag me through this fucked up realm?

Y/N: I wanted to give you hope and deep inside I was conflicted on whether to let you go or to kill you. I also wanted to show you all the art that I created.

Cheryl: I'm fucking flattered, thank you.

I hissed sarcastically.

Y/N: Your sarcasm is misplaced. This is not the time for jokes.

Cheryl: You think I'm joking around? I just found out that the guy that I loved is a demented, crazed, undead psychopath.

Y/N: It's not wrong to want revenge after you took my life away.

Cheryl: If you would've truly loved me, you would've forgiven me.

Y/N: Easier said than done, you're not the one who got their life ripped away from them for no reason.

Cheryl: Oh yeah? Well you're not the one who found their partner standing over the dead bodies of your parents!

Y/N: I told you they were part of the cult. In fact, they're the ones who put this curse on me.

Cheryl: What curse?

Y/N: I found out that they were the ones who asked the Entity to get rid of me, so that you could find a partner that would fit better into their wicked game.

Cheryl: Bullshit.

Y/N: Except it's not. You killed me, so the Entity couldn't fulfill the agreement. That's why it let me be reborn, so it could send one of its killers after me, and kill me. Finishing the "contract" which your parents ordered.

Cheryl: This might as well be a made up story to make you look like the good guy.

He shook his head in disappointment.

Y/N: What would I have to gain now, Cheryl? We're both going to die in a minute, I couldn't care less about being the good or the bad guy, but what I do care about is you understanding why I did what I did.

Cheryl: You're still a monster in my eyes and nothing will ever change that.

Y/N: I don't think you thought that a few minutes ago.

Cheryl: Because love clouded my judgement.

Y/N: And now it is rage which is clouding your judgement, not much better.

Cheryl: I won't let you kill me bitch!

I pulled a knife out of my pocket and waved around it in the air.

Cheryl: I'll cut you into pieces if you come close to me.

Y/N: Feel free to try.

He calmly stated as he pulled his huge blade out of the ground.

Y/N: Because I like my chances.

Cheryl: I don't care about your comically large knife.

Y/N: I won't use it on you.

Cheryl: Then use it on yourself.

Y/N: That is the plan.

Cheryl: Wait, seriously?

Y/N: Our bond is manifested, Cheryl.

He explained as he rammed the tip of the blade into his stomach, making me feel pain in my stomach as well.

Cheryl: What...what does that mean?

Y/N: It means that if one of us dies, the other one does as well.

He calmly said as he pushed the knife further into his body and sank to his knees, making me fall down in pain as well.

Cheryl: Stop, you idiot!

Y/N: There's no stopping now. We're both monsters who don't deserve to be on this planet.

A final push followed after he said that.

He fell to the side and so did I as all the pain went away and everything turned into nothing.

The End