Kristiana
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Category:
+S through Z › Silent Hill
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
2,469
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Silent Hill, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Kristiana
My name is Kristiana Bennett. I was born into this world as an unwanted child. My conception happened under dire circumstances, with no love involved, 'to ease the fear' as my mother put it. After I was born, my mother, a police officer, tried to look after me as well as she could between pulling sometimes double shifts to pay our numerous bills. My dad was poor, he couldn't really help out, and he had a daughter of his own to feed; not exactly my sister because she's not biologically his daughter. Dad wrote books for a living.
I have to admit I'm pretty good looking. I have my mom's thick blonde hair, which I wear long and my mom wears short, and ice blue, a little milky eyes, and my dad's darker complexion, and I have a nice body, too, because I trained with mom all through my childhood and teen age. My mom was very attractive, and my dad wasn't bad looking either, so I see why they hooked up. They never shared the details how they hooked up, but I know it had something to do with fear. My mom rarely showed her fear, nor did dad, so I'd expect it to be pretty horrible for them to comfort each other sexually. My dad loved my mom, it was obvious, but my mom was a bit cold as a person, didn't really care for other people, so nothing, except me (heh) came out of that union.
My mom died a short while after I turned seventeen. I came home one day to find her sitting on our living room recliner, blood all over. She had been stabbed. I was sad for a while, then Heather, my dad's daughter, called me and told me dad was dead too; stabbed like mom. She told me about a place called Silent Hill and I became curious and traveled there. This is the story of the visit...
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At first I found a place called Cafe 5 to 2. I went in and passed out, beginning to hallucinate. It was like a dream, I got up off the floor to find a very much younger versions of mom and dad on the couch. Mom was crying, dad was trying to comfort her and they kissed. The kiss grew deeper and soon dad was undressing mom, ripping off her uniform top shirt and pushing her on her back, climbing on top of her. It didn't take long for them to start having sex, my mom screaming. She was a virgin when they met.
Soon it was over. For some reason, I watched the whole thing and it was beautiful. Now I knew they were in love, although mom had denied it. It was lovemaking, not just sex. When I turned to walk away, an old hag was standing right in front of me.
"I am Dahlia Gillespie," she began, "You are here to witness your conception and see what happened to your mother and father, so you can prevent the same from happening to you!" And with that, she was gone.
Confused, I walked out of the cafe, heading off in a random direction.
To prevent the same from happening to me...
TO BE CONTINUED!
I have to admit I'm pretty good looking. I have my mom's thick blonde hair, which I wear long and my mom wears short, and ice blue, a little milky eyes, and my dad's darker complexion, and I have a nice body, too, because I trained with mom all through my childhood and teen age. My mom was very attractive, and my dad wasn't bad looking either, so I see why they hooked up. They never shared the details how they hooked up, but I know it had something to do with fear. My mom rarely showed her fear, nor did dad, so I'd expect it to be pretty horrible for them to comfort each other sexually. My dad loved my mom, it was obvious, but my mom was a bit cold as a person, didn't really care for other people, so nothing, except me (heh) came out of that union.
My mom died a short while after I turned seventeen. I came home one day to find her sitting on our living room recliner, blood all over. She had been stabbed. I was sad for a while, then Heather, my dad's daughter, called me and told me dad was dead too; stabbed like mom. She told me about a place called Silent Hill and I became curious and traveled there. This is the story of the visit...
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At first I found a place called Cafe 5 to 2. I went in and passed out, beginning to hallucinate. It was like a dream, I got up off the floor to find a very much younger versions of mom and dad on the couch. Mom was crying, dad was trying to comfort her and they kissed. The kiss grew deeper and soon dad was undressing mom, ripping off her uniform top shirt and pushing her on her back, climbing on top of her. It didn't take long for them to start having sex, my mom screaming. She was a virgin when they met.
Soon it was over. For some reason, I watched the whole thing and it was beautiful. Now I knew they were in love, although mom had denied it. It was lovemaking, not just sex. When I turned to walk away, an old hag was standing right in front of me.
"I am Dahlia Gillespie," she began, "You are here to witness your conception and see what happened to your mother and father, so you can prevent the same from happening to you!" And with that, she was gone.
Confused, I walked out of the cafe, heading off in a random direction.
To prevent the same from happening to me...
TO BE CONTINUED!