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The Creature (Pyramid Head X Reader)

I also had to do some research on Pyramid Head because I haven't seen the movie in 5 years and I needed a refresher. So apologies!! If I capture his personality wrong in any way. Also, I'm very sorry that I couldn't refill your request faster, school is not very kind to my uploading schedule! I also get confused with"he" and "it" pronouns for him so sorry- Anyway, happy reading!

Requested by:
@LizDarkWolf

⛔️⚠️WARNING: mentions of malnutrition and blood. If you are not comfortable with the matter, please leave the chapter or book. Thank you, and have an amazing day⛔️⚠️

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Your throat burned as you walked through the ghost town. You felt like you were going to faint the more you ran, but you had to. You felt the creatures getting closer as your heart rammed into your rib cage. This was it, there was no tomorrow for you. The fog blurring the small amount of vision you had. Hot tears streaming down your face. Your malnourished from shivering from the fear and the cold breeze. Everything was spinning until you tripped over a significant rock. You groaned feeling warm blood trickle down your temple; looking back you saw nothing but the thick fog covering everything. Not even the very disfigured creature chasing after you. You inhaled feeling the metallic taste build up in your chest. Why did it have to be this way? Why did you have to be the one in this hellhole of a place? You knew that complaining wasn't much of help, and laying on the ground made you more vulnerable. You couldn't help but think about how your disappearance made a difference back at home. That's where you wanted to be, home. You wanted to be under the cumbersome blankets and let your tiredness engulf you. But here you were, on cracked concrete crying your heart out. The one thing you felt even worse was you were alone. No one to talk to, no one to discuss the pain bundled up inside of you. Even if you did manage to escape, no one that wasn't out of their mind would believe you. You hated that feeling, of being doubted. If you told someone they would shake their head and send you off to a mental institution. You wanted to get up, but your body ached and so did your stomach. You couldn't even remember how food felt in or around your mouth. Everything you have eaten before was immediately thrown up or digested. If a creature didn't kill you, not eating will. The ashes collected into your hair that was badly tangled. Attempting to lift yourself up, seeing an old torn up building resembling a school. Windows were broken and some bricks were cracked. It looked like if the wind was too strong it could blow it in one go. Maybe, just maybe, you could find a locker or a classroom to camp out for some time. Maybe even sleep? You knocked yourself out of your fantasy, of course, you couldn't sleep. In Silent Hill, there was no sleep to take part in. Your eyes have to be peeled open and feet always moving. The brain always thinking and the heart always pumping. Standing once again, you stumbled before quickly catching balance over yourself. Moving towards the building, it seemed bigger than what you expected it to be. The same white ash covering each corner, rubbing your hands together, and taking a large inhale you moved towards the doors. They were metal and looked rusted, you gave it a little nudge but to your disliking, nothing moved. Sighing, you put more of your body weight and screech emerged from the doors revealing a long dark hallway. The scent was unbearable, rust, blood, and death penetrated your nose as you gasped for air. Your eyes pricking up with more tears. You had to go in, creatures were everywhere outside and you hoped to find some shelter even if it was for an hour or two. Taking a small step the scent increased as you groaned in displeasure. Your grip on your clothes began to get tighter as you began to walk through. The interior was full of rust and some sort of brownish or reddish substance. The tiles misplaced and paper scattered throughout. You couldn't help but think of what might've happened to this place. Not only the school but Silent Hill as a whole. What happened? Tiles were cracking beneath you and you looked behind you only to see the same hallway. At the corner of your eye, there was something. Something you wished wasn't there. It was a creature with a feminine looking body, for what seemed to have a nurses outfit on. It's posture bending and twisting every way and its heels clicking as it walked towards you. You ran as it's screech filled your ears. The building was rather large in appearance but you not knowing the navigation of the school made it worse. Your throat stung as tears began to roll themselves down your cheeks. Your legs felt like a thousand knives were poking them. No, poking was an understatement, more like forcefully jabbing themselves. The more time you spent running the more you could hear what seems to be...a hoard of screeching?! There was not only one nurse behind you but what seemed to be a flock of at minimum sixteen. Your eyes trailed to lockers, there bent and contorted. Some of them didn't have doors or some didn't even resemble a locker. Maybe just maybe, you could possibly hide in one. Even if it just for a while, just so these nurses would get off your back. Looking behind you after taking a corner, you were out of their vision. Carrying yourself to a locker, you quickly shoved yourself in it. You could smell the rust and mold that held itself within the four walls of the locker. Dents and old books met you and thick cobwebs covered you whole. Your blurred sight of vision from tears and your poor little scratched up form. You laid your head in a huge dent in the locker. Each limb was getting squished and caught in foreign objects. The blood getting released from your bottom lips was dripping down your chin onto the rest of your body.