Silent Heaven

Origin

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Quotes and meanings below.
"Speaking aloud"
'Speaking telepathically'
Subconscious thoughts, deep in the mind and cannot be heard by others at all.

BTW this is my version on how Pyramid Head (the one from the films/the one in this story) was created. If you want to know what he looks like before he got the skin apron, check out my Deviantart HorrorGir1! Or just look at the book cover :). The bigger image is on Deviantart, of course.

Chapter 8: Origin

Pyramid's POV:

I have been with Alessa for a few hours so far, taking care of her and helping keep her pain at the lowest it can possibly be.

Sensing over her current condition as she lies in the quarantined hospital bed, I ensure all my tasks are finished. The plastic housing for the bed itself had decayed over time, as not one of us care about it anymore since her condition isn't half as bad as it used to be.

Her IV fluids have been changed...

Her burn ointment has been reapplied...

Her bandage wraps have been replaced...

Her body has been cleaned...

She has been fed...

I believe I am done here for now.

Sensing her form as she lies on her back in a comfortable position, her eyes remain closed while her breathing continues to be steady and relaxed.

It is such an enjoyable sight to see her out of pain...unlike she was the day she made me. The day this entire city turned to darkness. I was made from a memory of hers, the last memory she remembered of the last moment she was without unbearable pain. Before she went into the room to be 'purified'.

She told me I had been created from a memory of hers, of a picture. A picture containing the image of a human executioner wearing a triangle-like hat and white clothing.

The moment the city fell into darkness, I was created the instant the darkness exploded from the hospital bed. I had begun forming as I stood beside this very bed she lies upon, materializing into bone, skin, then what I am today.

It is an interesting concept of how a new life was created from the memory of a photograph that a little innocent girl seen before she was filled with hatred. My destiny, and purpose of existing is to be her protector and executioner, and I live to obey her word with honor and pride.

Her eyes begin to open as they lock on me as she gives me a small, weak smile.

'Thank you, I am very relaxed and my pain is mild. May I ask you to complete one more task for me?' Her soft voice speaks to me through telepathy, her ability to speak telepathically came with her ability to use telekinetic powers since she was born.

'Anything.' I respond to her.

She gives me a small smile, 'May I see the light...?'

Nodding, I approach her bed, carefully removing her IV and the other wires from her.

Once finished, I gently pick her up. Never have I ever been as gentle with any creature as much as I am with her. Once in my arms, I leave the room of the hospital with her as I head outside.

As I approach the outside, she lies her head against my chest, relaxing.

Once outside, I kneel down outside the hospital and sit down, crossing my legs as I place her ever so gently in my lap as her eyes open, taking in the sight of the sky.