It was dark. Not a sound could be heard until the soft echo of footsteps could be heard in the distance. The footsteps seemed to grow louder and louder until a figure had arrived. Suddenly, a light flicked on, revealing the figure and the area she was standing on.
It was a stage. It had red velvet curtains and a brown wooden floor. The person standing on the stage was a young woman with a slim figure with medium length brown hair and brown eyes. She was wearing a pink t-shirt with a Lake Michigan College written on the front in white lettering. She had on a pair of skinny jeans and black boots were on here feet. She tapped a microphone she was holding in her hands.
"Is this thing on?" she asked, her voice echoing in the room as she spoke. She grinned sheepishly when she realized her mic was indeed working. She then began to speak again.
"Hey everyone, my name is Kim, but you all might know me better as Klutzy Ninja Kitty--the mastermind behind a few GMed scenes in the Silent Hill Roleplay and Elsa. This may be a little different, because I'm sure you were expecting "Elsa's Epilogue." Well don't worry, it's coming shortly. I just thought I might kick this off in a different way than usual. Any purple colored font will be me talking. I'm telling the story. I will be narrating and presenting Elsa's ending. So without further ado, please view it on the screen behind me."
The narrator steps to the side of the stage and the lights from the room are dimmed. A video can be seen starting to play on the screen behind her, playing sound for most of the time, but the sound occasionally lowering when the narrator spoke.
"First off, this stuff happens..."
"Elsa awoke in Silent Hill. She glanced around to take in her new surroundings, realizing she didn't recognize them. Her stomach turned uncomfortably. Immediately, she knew something was wrong. Leaving her apartment, Elsa rushed around the town to look for any signs of life..."
"Sophie! Lee! Sylvanas! Raven! York!" Elsa shouted, looking around for them in all the familiar places she cold have seen them out in town. Her voice began to shake.
"S-Solaire... someone... anyone..."
Her eyes welled with tears and she hung her head sadly. The order had done it. They had won. And she had nothing. She had lost everything. She didn't even have her friends around her anymore.
"But you'd think she would have Solaire and Ilona with her, right? Well, let's keep watching to find out!"
Keeping her head held low and with a broken spirit, Elsa headed back for her apartment. She wouldn't even lift her feet up all the way as she walked, dragging them every time she took a step. When she arrived home, her body felt as heavy as her heart. She walked a little ways and fell on the floor panting heavily with beads of sweat forming on her forehead.
"For you see, back during the battle with the traitors, one stray bullet from John's gun actually did hit her. Since John was ultra-powered at the time, the bullet managed to find a crack in her armor and squeeze through it, hitting her right in the abdomen. But, she was able to carry on because of her ice powers. Elsa knew she had the wound and she froze the flesh around her injury, knowing she could take care of it later. But in this world, and without her ice powers again, she couldn't do a thing about it. It continued to bleed..."
Continuing to pant, Elsa began to take piece of her armor off. Once all of it was off, she pulled herself along the floor into the bathroom of her apartment, using some makeshift bandages to wrap her wound with. She didn't bother taking the bullet out right away. She would do it later.
Once her wound was wrapped, Elsa leaned her back against the wall of the bathroom, softly banging the back of her head against the wall a couple times before pulling her knees up to her chest.
"What am I doing?" Elsa asked herself, tears welling up in her eyes.
Why was she trying to save herself? What more did she have to live for? She had... nothing...
Glancing back into the bedroom, Elsa crawled along the floor toward the set of armor she had taken off. Tucked within the armor, Elsa took out a baby blanket, gently unrolling it to look it over. It was a delicate pink color, and the first thing Elsa had actually managed to knit in her entire life. She had been working on it for the whole year she had lived in Silent Hill, having to start over many times before she finally got it right. She even had managed to embroider the name
Ilona right along the top for her little bundle of joy. But there was one new detail now on the blanket that Elsa had never intended to be on it...
Stains of blood.
Hands shaking, Elsa held the blanket up to her nose and mouth, taking in the scent of baby powder on it. She closed her eyes and tears dribbled down her cheeks, wetting the blanket
"Y-You know, Ilona, when you were born and the doctors put you in my arms for the first time, I could have sworn I saw you smile at me. The doctors told me you were too young and that newborns didn't smile, but I know what I saw. You're definitely your father's child. You had a warm, sunshiny smile just like he does. I took you home and I took care of you the best I could, you know? You were actually the first baby I got to take care of because you didn't die like your brother... at least... not right away..."
Elsa clutched the blanket tightly in her hands, slowly lowering her shaky body to the floor.
"Y-You were so beautiful. You were such a good girl too. You were so innocent. I was going to take you back home to Arendelle. I'm sure the kingdom would have loved you. You would have grown up with everything I didn't have. You would've had love, freedom, and happiness. I would've sung you to sleep every night, played with you every day, helped you pick out gowns for your first ball, and raised you to be a fine young princess. Eventually you would have grown up and probably fell in love yourself..."
Elsa plopped down on the floor, bursting into tears and sobs.
"I failed you! Now you'll never get to grow up. You'll never find love, happiness, or joy. You'll never get to take your first steps and I'll never get to hear your voice calling me Mommy."
"Silent Hill stressed me out so much that my body was weak. When you were forming inside me, your body became weak too. I tried to fool myself into thinking you'd live, but that wasn't possible. When I gave you to my snow creature to protect you, I knew that would be the last time I'd ever see you. I-I tried to fool myself into thinking I could protect you and that you could grow up to have a good life. I was wrong, Ilona! I'm so sorry!"
Elsa wrapped her arms around the blanket, curling up on the floor. Big tears ran down her cheeks and she moaned pitifully like her heart had been ripped from her chest.
She cried for hours, lying on the floor, hardly moving as she clutched the blanket. Eventually, she rose to her feet and began to walk, dragging them like before. She had big, dark circles under her eyes and she looked awfully pale. Blood dripped down her side from the wound she continued to neglect. The physical pain didn't matter to her. The emotional pain hurt far worse.
With a blank stare, Elsa walked into the kitchen, opening a drawer and taking out a simple, sharp kitchen knife. She brought it to her chest, looking to find where her heart might be.
"M-Maybe if I make it stop beating it won't hurt so much."
Just as she was about to drive the knife into her chest, she heard a sound of something crashing to the ground outside. Still holding the knife in her hands, Elsa moved to peer out the window.
"Please be another human being. Someone. Anyone. Please be--"
Elsa cut off her own thoughts, eyes widening slightly when she saw who it was.
"Solaire!" she cried.
Outside of her apartment, in a small fenced in yard, Solaire had apparently fallen into her world. She wasn't sure if it was Silent Hill who had banished him there with her, or if he had found his way to her himself, but he was there! Elsa didn't care how or why. The person she loved more than anyone else in all of existence, the one she had chosen to spend her life with out of any other man, had made it back to her.
Elsa rushed out of her apartment, tripping over her feet to get to him. She ran so fast she almost even fell down the stairs. She was ecstatic to see him so much so that she ignored pain in her gut until she was where he was at. He was lying on the ground when she arrived, and she didn't even wait for him to sit up before she dropped to her knees and hugged him right where he laid.
"S-Solaire, you made it back to me. Oh, how I've missed you." She kissed the top of his helmet before taking it off and kissing his lips once gently. She moved off him after a moment and looked around the area.
"I think we're trapped in this place. I haven't figured out a way to leave. But that's okay, right? Even though we haven't seen each other much over the past year, I'm sure we'll always be together now. I'm afraid I... lost our daughter... but at least we have each other, right?"
Elsa took his hand.
"Just say we'll be together now. Sit up and we can go into the apartment together. I'll treat your wounds."
Solaire wasn't about to get up any time soon. That brave, but goofy sun-loving knight just wasn't there anymore. His body was mangled, his neck was snapped, and his eyes were wide open. His skin was cold too. He had been gone for... a while.
Elsa tugged on his hand, trying to ignore the obvious signs before her. Her voice grew stern.
"Get up. Queen's orders. Come on now. You can rest once we're inside."
She tugged on his hand again, her voice growing more desperate.
"Get up! I told you to get up already!"
Her voice shook.
"Don't do this to me. Y-You came to find me, right? Because you love me... and I love you..."
She let out a small sob, holding Solaire's hand against her cheek.
"No... no... no... no... n-no... I don't like this... stop it, Solaire! Stop!"
She started to cry again, even harder than she had earlier when she was mourning for Ilona. She kept his hand on her cheek.
"I lied..." she whispered.
"I said the cold never bothered me, but I lied. Because I just found out that there is one cold thing that bothers me so much I can't stand it..." Elsa leaned down and touched her forehead to her husband's.
"...your cold body. Please stop being cold, Solaire! Please stop being cold! I-I'll do anything! I'd give anything! I want you warm! I love you warm!"
Elsa whimpered, letting go of his hand for a moment to glance at Solaire's helmet. She took it and put it over her own head, crying as she stroked it's metal surface. She took it off after a few moments, cradling it as she lied her head down on his chest.
"I-I don't hear any sound. There's no sound inside your chest, Solaire." she said, her voice sounding broken.
"
No heartbeat. That wonderful, kind heart... I'll never hear it beat in my ears again... my Solaire..."
Elsa weakly sat up after a moment, feeling utterly destroyed inside.
"What am I supposed to do now?" she asked, sighing sadly.
"H-How am I supposed to live without my sunlight? I-I can't do this. I can't go on..." Elsa gripped both sides of her head.
"Everyone I love is dead. I lost my parents, my sister, my son, my daughter, and my husband. I'm a curse, no, a plague." Elsa rubbed her red, stinging eyes, a sad smile covering her face.
"And I'm so... tired... of hurting... This plague I am has killed everyone. There's only one person left for it to kill..."
Elsa glanced down to her abdomen that was wrapped in bandages. She slowly unwrapped the bandages, watching more blood flow from her wound. She tossed the bandages aside and glanced back at Solaire with a weak smile.
"I'll just let nature take its corse. I should have been dead a long time ago anyhow..."
She took his hand again and lied her head down on his chest, intertwining their fingers. She gently ran her hand over the wedding ring on Solaire's finger.
"I'm just going to... go to sleep here with you. Okay, Solaire?" Elsa closed her eyes, remembering what Solaire's heartbeat used to sound like.
"But until I go to sleep, I'm going to tell you about our daughter... she was beautiful... she had your smile, and your nose..."
Elsa talked for a while about random things, trying to relax herself and ignore the pain. She was so tired of crying. She didn't allow anymore tears to fall. She talked about Anna, Arendelle, memories she had with Solaire, good times, Ilona, and some of the loyal friends she had made in Silent Hill.
"Remember when we first met? I've never admitted this to anyone, but I was smitten by you from the moment I first saw you take that helmet off and I laid eyes on your face." She chuckled weakly.
"And I was so scared when Ellie left me alone with you. I was far too shy to handle being alone with a man. But, by the way, you couldn't ice-skate to save your life. Even after we went to Arendelle together, you never got any better. But I still appreciate how you would try for me even though you were no good, just because you knew I liked it... Thanks for that... Sir Solaire, my knight."
Elsa grew weaker, slowly bleeding out. Eventually, she closed her eyes for the final time.
"It shouldn't be long now... I feel cold... and so... tired... I'm going to sleep now..."
And sleep she did.
Elsa quietly passed, lying next to her husband as a gentle snow began to fall in the sky.
It was finally over.
The film on the screen ended, however, the lights didn't turn back on. The narrator girl stepped forward.
"The end, right? Wrong, actually. I have one last clip to play. It's of an... alternative reality, so to speak. In the multiverse, there are many different worlds where many different choices can be made. So, say for instance, there is another universe out there where a much smarter Klutzy Ninja Kitty decided not to play Elsa in the Silent Hill murder games. So that version of Elsa was still in Arendelle still alive and with her husband. Maybe that war in Arendelle never even happened, and her son never died since Klutzy Ninja Kitty made that up in her prologue post for more drama. Maybe, just maybe, this version of Elsa was actually living out the freaking good ending that I--I mean, Klutzy Ninja Kitty was hoping for. If that happened, however, would Elsa still be totally unaffected by the happenings of Silent Hill? Let's find out! Roll the clip!"
The sun had just begun to rise and greet a new day in Arendelle kingdom, but Elsa wasn't up yet. She was still asleep in bed with her husband for the moment. Ilona's crib was next to their bed, and while she normally woke up her parents first thing in the morning with her crying, that wasn't woke Elsa up this particular morning. What woke Elsa up at first was... a nightmare.
Elsa saw flashes of many different images.
A letter. Alison. A fetus. Hell. Fire. A baby crying. A nude Melody. Sophie. Lee. Raven. Traitors. The Order. Claudia. Claire. An amusement park. An apartment. A struggle A victory. But finally, a loss...
"Elsa began to feel everything that Silent Hill Elsa felt. She felt all the pain, misery, sadness, and mental torture. As the Elsa of Silent Hill died, it was as if the other multiverse Elsa could feel everything that had happened to her. In some strange way, she was connected to that version of herself. Almost like Ellie had been connected to the other version of herself from Ties That Bind who had died."
Bolting up suddenly out of bed, Elsa let out a scream and sat up, covered in a cold sweat. She gripped both sides of her head, shaking it in hopes that it would make the bad images go away. Her scream was more than enough to wake both her husband, and her newborn Ilona, who began to cry immediately.
Elsa felt Solaire place a hand on her back.
"Elsa!? What's wrong?" he asked, looking at her with worry.
The queen sighed and hung her head, tears going down her cheeks.
"I-I can't believe I-- I mean... that version of me... she... sh-she... went through so many terrible things. What if that wasn't just a dream? What if all of that really happened?"
Solaire glanced at his wife with confusion.
"Darling, please tell me what is the matter. Don't shut me out."
Elsa glanced at Solaire, biting her lower lip.
"I--you wouldn't believe me if I told you."
He smiled.
"After all the things we saw a year ago during the time of The Crossed? Try me."
Elsa hesitated, but decided to tell Solaire the story of Silent Hill while he got up to check on Ilona. He sat on the end of the bed, rocking their daughter as he listened.
"My, that sounds terrible. What an awful dream," he said once Elsa had finished speaking.
Elsa shook her head. "It wasn't a dream. I know all of that really happened. I-It was horrible. She went through so much pain, and she died. Ilona died. Y-You died." said Elsa, squeezing her eyes shut and shaking her head, upset. Solaire turned to Elsa and gripped her chin in order to make her stop shaking her head.
"You don't know for sure if it was real or not. And if it was, I'm sure that version of you would not want this version of you to be so upset over it. Because here, I am not dead. Neither is Ilona. We're here. We're alive and well. And if it was a dream, you have nothing to fear. Maybe you were just up too late taking care of Ilona and you're tired. Perhaps that is all."
Elsa smiled slightly.
"Maybe you're right. It probably wasn't... real. But it felt so real..." she sighed, scooting over to stroke Ilona's head as Solaire held her.
"Thanks though. You always know just what to say to comfort me when I have a problem."
"I do hope our daughter doesn't grow up worrying as much as you do, darling," he said with a playful smirk, giving his wife a quick kiss on the lips.
"Well, I hope our daughter doesn't grow up and praise the sun so much that she leaves her significant other behind to change all the dirty diapers."
Solaire laughed.
"That reminds me!" He nearly threw Ilona at Elsa before hopping to his feet and lifting his arms up in the classical Solaire V shape.
"I must be off to greet the morning sun!" He charged out of the room, screaming
"Praaaaaaaaaise iiiit!!!!"
Elsa frowned and hopped to her own feet.
"Hey! You're gonna start changing diapers sooner or later, mister! You can't use the sun as your excuse to get out of everything!" Elsa sighed again before calling out,
"At least meet me at breakfast, okay!?"
Elsa lifted up Ilona, having sworn she heard a giggle come from her daughter's lips.
"What am I going to do with your father? Sometimes, he's such a nut. Buuut anyhow, I suppose I should clean you up, huh?"
Elsa carried her daughter carefully, slowly walking out of the room and stepping over a piece of paper in the doorway that she didn't notice.
It was a small note with a cryptic message written on it:
"Silent Hill sends its regards."
The video clip ends.
Klutzy stands in front of the screen as it shuts off, grinning.
"And so, the Silent Hill Murder Game has come to a close, as did Elsa's life--at least in that universe. In one universe she lived, while in another she died. Such is the course of life. Now, Akibahara can be happy that Elsa did indeed suffer in turmoil for her bad ending, while Klutzy could be somewhat satisfied knowing that somewhere out there, in another universe, Elsa had retained some of her happiness and or sanity. Thanks for watching everyone and have a nice day! Klutzy out!"
The weird narrator girl drops the mic she was holding, kicking it off stage before bowing Katniss style and exiting.
The lights go out and the stage goes dark.
Fin~
