(???? Ago.)
"Can't we just talk about this?" His giant sword slammed down in front of me, and with a quick change of his wrist I could roughly read something on there, "NO!:" I jumped backwards to avoid a thrust of that freaking sword, it gently nicked my cheek making an X shape on it.
X marks the spot. With a quick calculation I pulled out my Teapot Cannon, dodged his next thrust and fired it at him, the boiling tea impacted his gut, scarring the already messed up tissue further.
He became momentarily stunned and I took a risk, dashing forward I slashed three times with my Vorpal Blade, and finished the combo by slamming The Hobby Horse on his head, a metallic clang could be heard for miles.
He gave of a roar that a mortal body shouldn't be able to produce, and with rage fueling his attack he forced the giant thing he called a knife downwards, I just managed to parry it with my own sword but it felt like my arms were about to break, I also noticed how it had painted half of all roses.
"C'mon! I didn't mean to call you Purry!" It was a mistake, he tried to tell me his name, but only squeezed out 'Pu..rr.y.. H...d.' and I of course promptly burst out laughing, I sorely regret that right now.
He didn't care, it seemed, and dashed at me again, I scarcely avoided it, at least that's what I thought at first, but when I felt something hot and wet on my left arm I spared a glance and almost wished I hadn't, my entire arm was seriously fucked up and small black wisps escaped my flesh as it tried to seal itself, for some reason it didn't.
"Y... hAV SINeD, F e EEL mY wratH!" Did I mention that this fucker was tall as hell compared to me? Don't think I did, I think his knife was bigger then me, and the only reason i've survived this long is because he always drags that giant thing he calls a knife behind him, and is forced to flip his wrist whenever he's about to attack.
Another slash, I dodged and leaped onto his sword, my thick leather boots with metal plating didn't get cut by his sword thankfully, so with some extra force I jumped into the air, and collided with his pyramid helmet head thingy, I mean usually this is idiotic but no one, and I mean no one attempts to steal the Title of Madness without getting a boot to the face.
I heard my feet clinking on his helmet, and seemingly time stopped.
He didn't move, I found myself frozen on the pyramid, my eyes moved downwards and I saw that he was frozen mid-step, apparently gravity had no meaning to this being.
Something came downward from the sky, she wore long, red robes with black and gold linings, humanoid shape even.
She took a glance at us and laughed, wiping a tear from her face she sat down on a chair that was not there a second ago.
"What's this what's this? Fighting are we? Didn't your mother teach you better, Alice?" I felt rage inside of me, but didn't respond.
"Not going to answer me, are you? Fine, i'll leave you with this then, The Weapons of Madness should not be used against eachother, the repercussions are much more grave then you can imagine." This time I responded.
"I use my sword however I please, old lady, and may The Nine curse whoever tries to tell me otherwise." Her face darkened a lot at that, and with no small amount of anger she retorted with
"You may be a Queen, Alice, and you a King, Pyramid Head, but what are a pair of royals to a god?" I don't think she wanted that answer, but by the Nine she was going to get one, to my surprise Pyramid Head also answered at the same time.
"What is a god to a non-believer?"
"whAt iS A gOD To a nON-beliEveR?" That caught me a little by surprise, I hadn't expected him to talk, absolutely in this kind of situation.
But he did, and in face of our response her mode only darkened, but then went into shock as she seemingly faded away, personally I was not surprised, gods or demons only hold power over those that believe in them, when faced with atheist they quickly falter, I guess that goes double with a history like mine.
Time started again, and Pyramid Head slipped mid-step, dragging me to the ground with him, a roar escaped him as he plunged his knife into the ground, and with a low growl he pushed himself up, still holding tightly to his blade.
The hell is this guy made out of? Metal? Why can't I harm him... Then it clicked, he's probably another human like me who got sent here, but were not as lucky as me and ended up in a position that he couldn't talk himself out of, which means...
Dammit! What's his catalyst? His artifact? I didn't have time to observe as I neatly slid under a sideways swing, nearly taking half of my body with it.
I knew I wouldn't be able to keep it up, so I did what I always do when I can't fight or talk my way out of something, I ran.
I entered a full sprint through the field we was on, a forest could be seen looming on the horizon, and I smiled at what would probably be my salvation.
Pyramid Head, however, had other plans, and kept going behind me in a slow pace but somehow never falling behind yet always managing to stay close enough to keep my running.
My gloves started to glow and I did a backflip thingy, sending a pulse of arcane energy at him, hoping it would at least slow him down.
The effect was more than I hoped for as he completely stopped, one of his arms went towards me, in what looked to be a slow and steady writing pace, some words imprinted themselves on the air, and I could read them perfectly, somehow.
I'll be waiting, Alice. I had a strange feeling that I had made a very big mistake, but kept running towards the forest.
Reaching the edge, I heard a thumping sound, turning around I couldn't help but rise an eyebrow at the bipedal being wrapped in something stalking it's way towards me.
What is that..? A heavy fog settled around us, obscuring my vision for more then twenty meters at most.
I kept walking in the mist, I didn't let myself be bothered the bipedal being, if you live close to the Everfree for long enough strange things like that seem insignificant, yet I could not shrug of this feeling of dread as I kept walking, I passed a graveyard and didn't give it a second thought, even though I have played enough games in my day to know that; Creepy monster + Fog + Graveyard = Bad.
I reached something that looked like a human made road and that made me feel uneasy, still, silently stalking down it I saw a sign on at the far end of it, squinting my eyes I barely made out the green outlines, rushing forward I saw the entire sign, and what unsetled me worst wasn't the sentence itself, it spelled out Sillent Hill in English, not Equues. I turned around to go back and bumped into a large roadblock that was not there a second ago, looking over the sign again I noticed something new...
I'll be waiting, Alice.
Dear Nine...
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Pyramid Head in this fiction belongs to SCP Pinkamena