Title: Burn
Fandom: Silent Hill (1)
Characters: Alessa Gillespie
Word Count: 422
Rating: R
Summary: After the birth of the incubus, Alessa experiences a fate worse than any she could have ever imagined
Warnings : Spoilers for SH1. Descriptions of physical and mental torment. Some swearing.
Pain. That was the only thing she could feel was pain. As soon as that red liquid hit her Alessa felt something ripping itself out of her back. She groaned in pain while the creature inside of her continued to dig it’s way out of her. The pain was Alessa was experiencing was beyond excruciating. God-damn those who preached that only by having faith in God would you be saved from eternal torture. Fuck those hypocrites who said that the torment of hell was worse than any on Earth. They didn’t have a demonic god tearing itself out of their bodies, now did they?
At last the demonic entity had freed itself from its incubator. She collapsed onto the ground struggling to breathe. Every breath she took made her lungs feel like they were being burned. Her muscles, joints, skin, every part of her felt like it was on fire. She wanted to scream, but it hurt too much for her to even move her mouth. She wanted to cry, but she couldn’t. She couldn’t move at all.
Is this my fate? Alessa thought. I finally give birth to you, and this is how you repay me? Alessa’s expression turned into a grimace of pain. You’re no god. You’re nothing more than a demon!
She knew that Harry must be shooting at that thing, but what would happen if she were to help with the process? I hate you God. I hate you, and everything you stand for, and I hope you die! She projected that final thought with all of the mental strength she could muster. Something must have happened, because in only a few seconds there was a blinding light, and she was back in the same realm as Harry.
Here’s your chance Alessa. Continue the cycle and allow yourself more freedom from pain. Or, do nothing and be tormented for all eternity. That voice from deep inside the woman made Alessa shudder. As much as she hated the god, she wasn’t going to go through that horrible pain again. Inwardly sobbing Alessa proceeded to reincarnate herself and Cheryl.
At least two good things would come from this. She would finally grow up with a parent who would love her, and when God wanted to be born again, Alessa would happily delight in finally killing it, and making that false god burn in the hell that it deserved. With these thoughts in her consciousness Alessa finally allowed herself to “die” happy.
Fandom: Silent Hill (1)
Characters: Alessa Gillespie
Word Count: 422
Rating: R
Summary: After the birth of the incubus, Alessa experiences a fate worse than any she could have ever imagined
Warnings : Spoilers for SH1. Descriptions of physical and mental torment. Some swearing.
Pain. That was the only thing she could feel was pain. As soon as that red liquid hit her Alessa felt something ripping itself out of her back. She groaned in pain while the creature inside of her continued to dig it’s way out of her. The pain was Alessa was experiencing was beyond excruciating. God-damn those who preached that only by having faith in God would you be saved from eternal torture. Fuck those hypocrites who said that the torment of hell was worse than any on Earth. They didn’t have a demonic god tearing itself out of their bodies, now did they?
At last the demonic entity had freed itself from its incubator. She collapsed onto the ground struggling to breathe. Every breath she took made her lungs feel like they were being burned. Her muscles, joints, skin, every part of her felt like it was on fire. She wanted to scream, but it hurt too much for her to even move her mouth. She wanted to cry, but she couldn’t. She couldn’t move at all.
Is this my fate? Alessa thought. I finally give birth to you, and this is how you repay me? Alessa’s expression turned into a grimace of pain. You’re no god. You’re nothing more than a demon!
She knew that Harry must be shooting at that thing, but what would happen if she were to help with the process? I hate you God. I hate you, and everything you stand for, and I hope you die! She projected that final thought with all of the mental strength she could muster. Something must have happened, because in only a few seconds there was a blinding light, and she was back in the same realm as Harry.
Here’s your chance Alessa. Continue the cycle and allow yourself more freedom from pain. Or, do nothing and be tormented for all eternity. That voice from deep inside the woman made Alessa shudder. As much as she hated the god, she wasn’t going to go through that horrible pain again. Inwardly sobbing Alessa proceeded to reincarnate herself and Cheryl.
At least two good things would come from this. She would finally grow up with a parent who would love her, and when God wanted to be born again, Alessa would happily delight in finally killing it, and making that false god burn in the hell that it deserved. With these thoughts in her consciousness Alessa finally allowed herself to “die” happy.


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