Miles Edgeworth (defyingxgravity) wrote in sh_chaos, @ 2009-04-09 17:39:00 |
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Current location: | Silent Hill? |
Current mood: | worried |
Current music: | None |
Entry tags: | blood, death, dreams, henry, pain, walter |
Fiction.
Title: Savage Twelve
By: Alex C
Rating: Mature
Description: Henry finds his self stuck in the dream from last time. A continuation dream, it is. If seeing poor little Billy wasn't enough, Walter has him see what happens to poor Miriam. It's brutal and it hurts. See what happens.
Pairing: M/M
Disclaimer: All characters and places are property of Konami.
Dream Observation Twelve,
I’ve come closer to knowing about him in my dreams than anyone ever will. He haunts my dreams and makes me think of him. Walter can not make up this time… I felt my heart pull and ache when I saw what happened in the last dream. I was so focused on him until I witnessed this murder. Why did he do it? Walter did say he has killed those younger than the boys… Now I see what he means. The last dream has left me in a state of pain. I cried so much when I got up and most of the morning. I rock myself back and forth in hopes to calm my wounded mind and sate me weary eyes. Poor Billy… He didn’t live long enough to see his life go by. Walter had to fix that… He had to kill you and take your life. I felt so horrible for the father; the man going out to see if his son is ok… But he found a tragedy. I’m so sorry… And Walter telling me he could care less… Both forms of the man told me this.
The next dream is a continuation like that of Sein’s. I hate them so much because I’m not moving from the past dream. Instead, I have to watch another horrifying scene before my eyes. I swear, I will scream at the top of my lungs because he will not listen! He’s set on one main goal in each dream but…this is horrible! To kill an innocent child is worse than I can say. I fear I’ve run dry of tears. This one leaves off after the father has found Billy’s body.
No…no… God, why? I find myself outside of the same house of the Locaine family. Billy’s father still holding the dead body of his son. I shake my head to try and keep thoughts from going to the deep end. I walk slowly to the side, going across the yard. I notice the mother looking out the kitchen window. The people painting the roof didn’t even notice all of this yet… Why? The father looks over to the window where the wife is looking out to check on their daughter. I didn’t know there were two. I run over to the street side where Walter’s past self happened to be walking towards. His axe dripping with blood from Billy and a grin plastered to those lips of his. I look over to the little girl now. The mother must have taken her guard down to do a few things inside. No! I rush quick as I can to where the girl is.
Walter laughs and taps the bloody blade to his shoe while coming over to the girl. Oh no. WALTER! You are horrible! I want to scream out the way I feel about this. Here, I saw Billy being murdered by him. Now this girl…which must be Billy’s sister? When will this torment end! The girl is sitting down and picking up the flowers she had collected. She did not see the man just yet. All she heard was her father crying out in horror to see her older brother’s body laying upon the ground…dead. I’m sure the little girl did not know what is going on. There is a confused look upon her face. The poor girl is troubled. I would be too if I were in her shoes. My eyes focused now on Walter. The man walking up slowly to the girl.
Walter takes the axe and now moves up towards Miriam. The man grins down to the girl who finally looks up. ‘Well hello there… Want to join your brother?’ I could her Walter say that in this innocent sounding voice. The girl possibly couldn’t understand what Walter meant by that! She would be sealing her fate that way if she said yes. I just watch for another few minutes. Walter giving this friendly look and to a child, it would seem inviting. ‘W-where is he?’ Asks the little girl confused now. I sigh sadly and lower my gaze. Listening to them is just enough to set me off. ‘He’s gone off to a place where you can have ask much fun as you want.’ Walter says to her. ‘All you have to do is…die.’ He murmured darkly to the girl. This set her back as the flowers drop from her little hands. ‘N-no!’ She exclaims in fear.
Walter chuckling at her futile attempts to flee. He takes his axe up and begins his vicious second slaughter of a child. Before Miriam could flee in time, he uses the axe’s handle to knock her out from the back. A nasty blow to her spine is what happened. I shudder and think about this one… I can tell it will be horrible and maybe even worse than Billy’s. Walter now speaking to me once the girl was unconscious. ‘Ready for this one? It’s going to be so fun, Henry.’ He teases me with those words. Here, he knows I hate to see someone murder a child. Already he killed Billy. Walter looks to me and smirks. ‘What’s that look for? Not pleased with me?’ I grit my teeth and narrow my eyes into slits while looking to him. ‘You are so cold hearted. You know damned well I dislike this!’ I shout to him in a fit of anger. Walter shakes his head and points to the girl. ‘I told you that you are not their parents. You should care less…’ Taking the axe Walter raises it in the air as blood drips from.
My eyes fixated upon that blade of the axe and my heart pounds from the back of my throat. Walter, no… Spare this child. But he would not even listen to reason. The man is driven to do what he has to and it is that George’s entire fault. Walter gives a nasty look before bringing the blade down upon a leg. He begins to slash and cut into the flesh as blood spills out soon after. What is he doing?! The man is going over and over with the axe and cutting into the flesh but now the bone! I clench my hands into fists at my sides while watching this horrible scene upon the street. Walter works his axe deep into the leg and hacks the bone. He’s cutting through the bone now! I want to cry so much but tears are not coming… I cried as much as my body will allow. I look at his expression, a pleased and hateful look. Walter finally cuts through the one leg and laughs. ‘Want some?’ He asks me tauntingly. I shudder and shake my head at him. ‘You…bastard.’
Walter snorts and turns his attention and axe to the other leg. I growl lowly but watch him. I can’t stop him unless I want my end to come from the axe too. Walter raises the axe again and soon enough brings it down to the other leg. Blood splashes forth out of the wound. I groan as my stomach turns while watching this horrid display of slaughter. Walter hacks and works his way through flesh to bone. He doesn’t even care what happens when he does this. I know I have my hands covering my mouth in shock. Walter takes the axe and uses it upon the leg. I can hear the sound of metal hitting bones. The sound was just horrible! Awful… Soon enough, he had chopped his way through the bone and cut through. Another leg ripped off from her body. Walter looks to him with a mean stare. ‘Are you sure?’ He questions me once again. I shake my head fiercely and groan.
When he pulls the axe up from the leg, Walter looks to the girl who was beginning to come to. Oh god… This is horrible… The scene is getting worse by the second! It’s so windy and dark out here… It’s like this dream keeps on getting worse. Walter snorts and looks down the girl who was trying to move her legs. All she had now were stubs at the thigh. It’s so sad… Miriam is scared to death. She can’t seem to get up. Walter takes the axe and rams the handle right in the back of her head. Once again, he knocked her out. Probably that blow would have killed the child. She looks a little younger than Billy too. This is just tearing me apart. I hate that I have to witness this. Walter makes me watch though. He takes pride in his dirty work and having me watch. Walter gets back to business on the body now. The madman taking the axe and holding it up before he chops away at the back. Children are so fragile and frail… You know? It was too easy for him to kill them with this axe.
He uses the axe now and rips into her back going along in a straight line with the axe. I could see her flesh along with the blood that oozes out freely. The little girl not even knowing that she would be dead by now. I bet she was going to bring those flowers over to her mother too… Now she would never deliver those flowers to her mother. Walter cuts deeply into the flesh with a nasty sound, as flesh rips apart. The man getting to the spine now. Walter was poised and focused on his work. Soon enough, I heard the sound and knew that he has split the spine. He rips the axe from the back and then begins to slash and chop across where he made his mark. Over and over his axe went along her back. I hold my stomach and watch the blood shed. Walter though happens to be laughing while he works.
‘Why!’ I yell to him while watching. Why, indeed. Walter finishes his dirty work until he begins along the shoulders of the girl. Why must he continue! She is dead as it is… He doesn’t seem satisfied with that yet. The madman takes his axe with blood stained hands and hacks through skin then flesh. He repeats that work and reaches the bone along the socket. My heart is at the back of my throat as I watch. Laughing just echoes in my ears and head. Walter cuts through slowly in the bone. Each strike is so powerful… I know I can’t really stand up against that. Walter cuts through the bone with a sickening sound and pulls the blade out. ‘What do you think? I’m not done yet…’ He mutters to me while taking the axe to get the other arm. ‘Let her be! She’s already dead!’ I say in distress to the man.
I hide my eyes for a few minutes as my mind displays a sick scene before me. I think ‘What if she was still awake and alive? She would be screaming for her mother and in agony.’ Walter gets ready to cut through her other arm now but stops when he notices I’m not paying attention. ‘Look at this, Henry.’ He orders me to watch the scene again. I open my eyes sadly and watch him pick off another arm. Walter uses the axe and chops through the skin. The axe’s blade cutting through muscles and soon into the flesh with. Walter hums a little while cutting through the arm slowly. Oh sure.. Bastard… Eventually he gets to the bone and hacks away at it. Each time I hear the sound of metal hitting bone, I flinch. Walter works steadily with the axe. Hard strikes to cut through easily with the axe. He soon finishes that arm and looks over to me. I dread what he’s about to do next. That look he is giving me is…frightening me. Walter no…
I realize now his final task before ripping her poor heart out of her body. He was going to decapitate her. Cut her head off… I gasp in horror only to know THIS was what he was planning to do. I forget that I stop breathing for a long period of time before I start coughing a bit. Air slowly enters through my lungs once more while I watch him. ‘You monster!’ I cry out to him while watching this. ‘Monster? This is my work, Henry. Do not even think to judge me for me work.’ He says a bit aggravated with me. I don’t blame him now… If this is what he called his ‘work’. But still…he’s doing all of this to a child! He growls a little before taking the axe up high and then bringing it down in a clean sweep. Off…the head goes. I feel myself about to faint here. Walter glances to me and turns the body over with a shove.
I hold back the throw up in the back of my throat now. Walter soon begins to use the axe to cut into the chest and dig for the heart. God…I know I’m crying mentally. I want to shed tears but I can not. Walter uses the blade of the axe and rips the veins from the heart before grabbing it carefully soon. He puts it away and walks over to me. ‘Time to watch the show before anything else…’ He says while grabbing my shoulder with blood stained fingers and dragging me off to the side. I didn’t notice he had brought the body parts with him but the head was over there where he left it. Walter pulls me back with him to watch now. Soon enough I notice the mother looking again out of the window to check on her daughter. I hear a terrified shriek of horror. It comes from inside the house. The wife coming out soon enough to find…just her daughter’s head.
The woman screams at the top of her lungs and cries out her daughter’s name. ‘Miriam! OH GOD!’ I shudder and watch the women until the father tells her as well about Billy. Two deaths at the same time… The parents are devastated. Their children’s bodies had been slashed and slaughtered to a mangled point where no one could make out at parts. The two holding each other and crying. Comfort could not reach them in their time of need. I felt my heart sink even more at that. ‘…You left them in a horrible state.’ I murmur to him. Walter drops the body and plants a hand along my right cheek. Bloody finger prints being left from that. ‘All for a good reason, Henry. My reasons…’ I shake my head a little and look to the man. ‘You viciously killed a little boy! Then you go to his sister and murder her but leave her head!’ I shout at him but as soon as I do that a hand is gripping my throat. I gasp lightly in fear of him.
‘Shut up, Henry. You’re going to take this…’ Walter says with a harsh look to him. He takes a hand full of my hair and shoves me down to face his covered groin. My face is right there at it and I am having this feeling…I know what he wants. I give a sigh and give a dirty look to him now. Only fair in this… ‘Unzip and have fun, Henry.’ He teases me while I look up at him. He had little patience now since I had gone and insulted his work. But can you blame me? He murdered two children… I begin to unzip his pants once I had the button loose and free. Walter’s eyes watching me within intent. Mind you, this is his past self doing it to me. Reaching down in those pants, I retrieve his cock from those pants. I begin to grip and stroke slowly along the cock now in my hold. Walter only gives a groan.
I squeeze a bit while stroking along his slow growing erection. I like this as much as any other but…yea. I forgot what I was about to say. ‘Suck it, Henry.’ He orders me to use my mouth for his pleasure now. I did not wish to anger him for god only knows, I may not make it to see tomorrow. Leaning in now, I finally use my mouth. Lips caress along the head of his cock. My tongue swirling around the head when I moved the head within my mouth. I even give little sucks to it to tease. Walter gives this interest look in return while watching me. He never did let go of my hair. This kind of got painful to me. He wanted more of his erect cock in my mouth and I know this due to the fact that his grip that held my hair was tightening. I cry out a little and comply like a dog being scolded. If I did not do it, he would force me to… I know he will. Both Walters were good at forcing me into things.
I begin to take more of his cock inside my mouth. This had to satisfy his wants now. I am doing what he wants yet he wanted more from me. I begin to bob my head along the shaft and suck a bit while my tongue works along and rubs the shaft all over. Walter grunts faintly and tugs on my hair still. HE’S STILL NOT HAPPY. Walter bucks his hips a bit and growls. His cock is being sent into my mouth, fully. I gag a little and cough. I wasn’t expecting that… Walter snorts and orders me once again. ‘Take it or I’ll make you take it all.’ And he sounds vicious now… I know both are harsh beings but…I’m only human! I’m trying to satisfy this man before it gets out of hand! I begin to take more of his cock into my mouth without choking myself. Walter gives a sigh of content and waits for me to start. I bob my head along the erect cock and suck a bit while saliva drips from my lips. My tongue swirls and rubs along his shaft as best as it can.
I begin to pick my pace up with bobbing my head. I’m working hard to meet these needs. He stops me suddenly and glares. ‘You’re fucking it up, Henry.’ He says in a snarl. Now I did it… He’s going to force me now…or even fuck my mouth. I know he’ll do it. Just by that look in his eyes, I know I’m in trouble. ‘I’m sorry! I’m sorry!’ I murmur with my mouth full of his cock. ‘You know what this mean? I’m going to show you how to do it…’ He says angrily towards me. He places his hands on both sides of my head and holds it in place. The man now begins to thrust his cock inside my mouth harshly. He groans lightly while I winces and gag each time. He cares less now about what happens. His hips work as he thrusts in and out at a fast pace. He was making me strain and try not to choke. He snarls and fucks my mouth with haste. Yet, I know he can hold his own until that last second.
I gasp a few times for air, as he is not letting up. Walter dives his cock inside my mouth. I can feel the head press against the back of my throat. This is what you call ‘Way Pass Deepthroating’. He’s going deeper inside my mouth with his erect cock and fucking my mouth wildly. I keep my eyes shut only knowing something may happen to me. Death by mouth being fucked… What a way to go. His cock buries itself inside my mouth only to be taken out to go in again even worse than last time. He’s having a wonderful time with this… It annoys me that a madman is doing this just because I’m human and doing what I can. Walter moans out lowly while he continues to fuck my mouth and throat. I’m telling myself to hang in there. His moans are like fine silk to my ears. Walter is heavenly when he touches me in ways to make me melt.
I only try to tune the pain out to listen to the moans. That is what is keeping me going. Walter groans a bit louder now while he fucks my mouth faster now. He’s nearing his time to release. The man now goes to ram and drill his cock in my mouth. I need to brace myself for it. Walter indeed begins to buck his hips and fuck my mouth to the point where a person wishes to scream. I can’t really move my head because he has it. Walter works his hips at that fast pace and moans out. ‘Yes! FUCK! Henry! You’re about to receive!’ He moans out to me while he continues to fuck my mouth about senseless. I know NOW he is about to spill his vile seed inside my mouth. As he said, I’m going to receive it. A few final thrusts inside my mouth end his fucking with a loud moan. I keep eyes shut so tight and wait. My mouth open and waiting for the taste of hot semen to rush within.
Walter bucks his hips and presses my face up against his thigh while his cock dives deep into my throat. Semen begins to spill down my throat as he moans with release. I shudder a bit as I’m being ‘fed’ his semen. Walter releases a huge thick load of semen inside my mouth and down my throat. Coughing a little, I try to swallow it, some trying to seep out of my mouth. He finishes one round only to release a second stream of semen down my throat. Endless cum, I tell you… Walter moans out and spills his semen inside my mouth. Those green eyes stare down at me, as I am being cock fed his semen. My heart is pounding and my mind is racing because I have no idea when this endless cum will end. He finally ends his orgasm with a few smaller streams of semen that shoots inside my mouth. Once he is done, he wipes the head of his cock along my lips. Finally I am released from that grip. My chest heaving now while I cough. ‘Oh… By the way, he couldn’t make it to force you to do it this time.’ Walter states to me about his present self.
‘…Is that supposed to bring me comfort?” I mumble to him agitatedly. ‘Nope.’ He shrugs and pulls his cock back into his pants before he turns to go the other way. Thus meaning now…the dream is ending. ‘…’ I stare at him as he walks off. I had the taste of semen in my mouth, the salty and odd taste… I swallow roughly when upon waking up. My head felt light and I didn’t want to move. I remember what I did see though. I can not look pass what Walter has done to two children. Viciously slaughtered the two… I rubbed at my forehead with a groan. My mouth had this odd feeling and taste in it. I shudder as I think about these past few dreams. How awful they were… Sometimes I don’t know what to do. I’m losing it and I want to just scream. ‘Walter… You monster.’ I murmur to myself before beginning this day.
End of dream twelve.