Hello! Ghost here with my third DxD story! Once more, the story is a darker tale like the rest of my stories. This one is almost a crossover with Silent Hill, using the place itself and some monsters. This also means that this will be a more gory and disturbing story than my other story, Fixtures. My knowledge on Silent Hill is limited to Silent Hill 2, Shattered Memories, Origins, and the first movie. I also suck at symbolism, so please bear with me. It'll also start of a little slow, but I'd rather show you what my OC is like instead of just posting his profile.

Let's start!

"Demonic Talking"

"Talking"

'Thinking'

Disclaimer: Own nothing but OC's

It was a rather warm day in April with the Sun shining brightly, Not a cloud in sight. There was a slight breeze that occasionally ruffled the leaves in the trees, some lazily falling to the ground. As for the wildlife, they were happily scampering about, birds soaring high in the sky while others, like a pair of squirrels, scurried around the ground. To the normal observer, it would seem like a rather cheery spring day, a day meant to spend quality time with friends, making forever lasting memories. This was not the case however.

At a small park were two kids, one male and the other female, sitting on the only swings of the playground of said park. In fact, they were the only ones there. They just sat their, not saying a thing. The only thing breaking the silence were sone birds chirping off in the distance.

The young boy, appearing to be no more than 8, was wearing a blue t-shirt and black shorts, a pair of dark gray sneakers completing his outfit. He also had pale skin and raven black, messy hair. His eye color, however, was what was the most surprising of his almost normal physical features. The young boy had dull red eyes due to a pigment mutation. His strange eye color put off most people, finding them to be peculiar and something to make a huge deal about. His companion sitting next to him was not one of those people. In fact, she was his first and only friend, meeting her at the age of 5.

She had a more tomboy-ish appearance, making it difficult to realize that she was a girl. Seeming to be around 7 years of age, she was wearing a gray sleeveless shirt, blue shorts, and green sneakers, quiet contrary to the belief of little girls wanting to wear floral dresses during spring. Her short, light brown hair further added to her boyish look. Her bright, violet eyes, once filled with mirth and curiosity, were now dull and and devoid of any sort of joy, replaced by sadness.

The pair continued to sit in a solemn silence, the sound of birds chirping a sweet melody off in the distance the only thing breaking said silence. After several minutes of silence, still not looking at his friend, decided to say what was on his mind, his voice slightly shaking.

"So...you really are leaving to England today Irina."

The young girl, Irina, chose not to speak. She knew that if she were to say something, anything, she would just break down into tears. She had hoped that she would've been ready by the time came for her to leave. How many times had she mentally prepared herself for this specific moment? Ten times? Twenty? Whatever amount it was, it seemed to be for naught. All her preparation had failed her in the end, and for good reason.

She was leaving behind her closest friend, someone she hung out with everyday. No once had either person left the others side. Ever since they had first met each other, they were inseparable. They knew everything about each other, leading to their relationship to have a strong sense of trust, repsect, and safety. Irina had even developed feelings for her friend, to scared to confess those feelings to him for fear that their strong friendship would've been ruined. Now that she was leaving, Irina regretted it. Confessing now would only make saying goodbye even harder.

"You know, I thought I would've been able to say goodbye to you Irina. I figured that hanging out at the park where we met one last time would've made things easier. I'm so stupid," the boy said, looking down towards his feet. Though Irina couldn't see, she knew he had started to shed a few tears. Seeing him cry like this made her feel anger. Anger her father for having accepted that damn job all the way in England. A place away from her home. Away fron everything she knew. Away from her lifestyle. Away from...him.

"W-Why!? Why'd he have to accept a job so far away!? T-That's so stupid! There are hundreds of good jobs here! Who cares about money!? I-I...don't want to leave. T-This is where my home is, where you are Akio," Irina ranted, her shaky voice turning into sobs, tears staining her cheeks. She hadn't meant any of that, only wanting something to direct her pain and sadness towards.

Seeing that Irina was crying, Akio rubbed the tears away, getting up from swing seat and moving to stand in front of her trembling form.

"Irina. You shouldn't talk like that. This is actually a really good opportunity for you and your family," Akio said, trying to stop, unsuccessfully, Irina from crying. "Irina?"

Surprising him, Irina lunged towards him, wrapping her thin arms aroind his torso in a hug, crying into his chest. Regaining his senses, Akio returned the bittersweet hug, rubbing her back softly in order to try and sooth her, placing his chin on her head. They stayed like that until Irina's sobs turned into soft whimpers. Holding her at arms length and looking directly into her puffy eyes.

"Even though we'll be far apart, that doesn't mean we won't be able to contact each other, right?"

"R-Right," Irina answered, sniffling.

"We both have our families numbers. Once you get settled, we can start to talk to each other again. If not by phone, then by webcam. No matter what, we can still get in touch and remain friends," Akio assured her, giving her a small smile.

"Y-You're right! T-There's nothing for us to get so worked over."

"Good." As he comforted Irina, he noticed that they were at the park for quite a while now. It was almost time for her to go. It seemed that she also knew that she had to get going, finding the ground where her feet were at to be very interesting. Letting go of Irina, Akio reached to his side, where two black objects with a black antenna were strapped to his shorts, handing one to Irina, shocking her.

"You've kept them this entire time!?"

"Of course. It was how we met," Akio answered in a small voice, seeing at the walkie talkie he had given Irina, the pair to the one he had currently in his hands.

Flashback

It was almost 3 years ago when Akio and Irina met at the park they were currently at, the strong friendship occurring more out of accident.

It was a cool October day, a few clouds in the sky offering protection from the sun. Due to the temperature getting cooler, there weren't that many animals and was a more calm day. Or it would've been. The park was filled with various kids going around and playing. Akio, meanwhile was looking around frantically.

His mother, Ms. Akiyama, a short woman with dark brown hair and chocolate brown eyes had bought him some walkie talkies and taken him to the park, urging him to go out and make a friend. She knew her son was a shy and akward person. She figured getting him something meant to enjoy with another being would help get him out of his shell.

As for Akio, he had somehow lost one of the walkie talkies. This is what lead to him frantically searching around the entire park for the walkie talkie. It had even lead to him doing something he dreaded: talking to other kids. After almost 15 minutes, Akio was about to call it quits, ready to tell his mom the bad news.

*bzzt*

"You're cold," a high pitched voice came from his walkie talkie.

*bzzt*

Standing still for a few seconds, Akio quickly looked around, trying to spot the person who had his other walkie talkie.

*bzzt*

"Come find me!"

*bzzt*

Grabbing his own walkie talkie, Akio started walking around aimlessly. He didn't know who this girl was and he honestly didn't care. All he wanted was his walkie talkie back. The last time he lost sonething his mom had bought for him...let's just say it didn't end so well.

*bzzt*

"Hot!"

*bzzt*

Akio might not have any friends, but that didn't mean he didn't know how to play games like those. Hot meant that he was near her. Looking around, he spotted a bush next to a small tree. He heard some giggling noises coming from that area. Walking towards it, he found what looked like a boy with light brown hair laughing, holding his walkie talkie.

"Looks like you found me! That was fun!"

"Um, c-can I please have my walkie talkie back?", Akio asked shyly. He just wanted it back before going back to his mom.

"Not yet. Now it's your turn to hide!", the person said happily.

"I-I just want it back."

"No! You'll get it back once we're down playing!", they said with a pout, crossing their arms.

Akio just let out a sigh. He didn't like interacting with others, which is exactly what he was being asked for right now. Still, it couldn't be all that bad, right. "Promise?"

"Promise," they said with a nod and a grin. "I'm Irina Shidou by the way," she said as she held out her hand for a handshake just like she was taught when meeting someone.

"Akio Akiyama," he replied, ignoring her outstretched arm. He'd play with her, but that doesn't mean he would have to enjoy it. "We should probably hurry up."

"Alright. Now go and hide."

End Flashback

It turned out to be something that he enjoyed doing with her. That was also how he made his first friend. Of course he would keep them. The memories with them, and more so Irina, were too precious to him. It was the first time that he felt accepted by someone other than his mom.

"Take good care of it Irina. Whenever we meet in person again, we can play that one game again. Promise?"

"Promise," Irina answered, holding the walkie talkie to her chest, a small smile on her face.

2 1/2 Months Later

It was late in the afternoon, around 6:37 pm to be exact. It was now early July, a few months after Irina had left to England due to her father getting a job at the Church there. Just like he had said, the still communicated about three times a week. Akio was always excited when he got to talk to her. Conversing with her always made him feel happy, Irina cheering him up all the time. The same couldn't be said about his time at school.

The other students had practically shunned him from the class. No one talked to him, sat next to him, wanted him as a partner, etcetera etcetera. It had even gotten to the point where some It his fellow classmates started to bully him, spreading rumours about him. Everyday it got worse. Akio didn't even know what he did to deserve it. Was it because for his eye color or his personality? What if it was just all of him that was wrong in their eyes?

'I shouldn't think like this. Irina always says that I should just look on the bright side of things. The next day can only get better, right? Besides, I have to finish my homework. It doesn't help that my head hurts.'

Akio was sitting at a desk in the office room of the two-story house he and his mom lived in. It was a rather small room with just the desk, a computer, rolling chair, and wooden flooring to match the white walls. That was all there was. Simple. Something Akio like about his living condition.

Letting out a sigh, Akio continued to work on his homework. Now, Akio was an intelligent student, not having any sort of major academic trouble at school. He always got an A on all of his tests and quizzes. All but one class. Math. His worse subject. It was also what his homework was over, which didn't help his headache.

'It takes me forever to finish Math work. Might as well start now.'

Akio started to work out the complicated Math problems, letting out a sigh every time he messed something up. Other than that, everything was going well. It would have at least, if it wasn't for that continuous scratching noise he kept hearing.

'Just ignore it Akio, Math needs to be finished.'

The scratching noise continued, though it got louder this time, the noise hurting his ears and making his headache worse. Getting up, Akio left the office of the house, walking into the main hallway. To his left was the wooden front door, in front of him the stairs leading to the second floor. The hallway lead to the kitchen on the right and a door underneath the stairs that lead to a closet. Wanting to find the source of the scratching noise, Akio listened carefully, walking towards the direction of the closet under the stairs. He was sure that was where the noise came from. As he got closer, however, the noise stopped.

'Well, that was rather easy. Now that I'm up, might as well get a snack. Might help me concentrate on the work better.'

Taking one last look at the door leading to the closet, Akio made his way towards the kitchen, ready to get some sort of fruit as a snack. He was halfway there when a large slam startled him, making him fall down, cheats heaving.

"What the check!?"

Looking around with wide eyes, Akio saw that there was a large crack on the door underneath the stairs. In fact, it was partly open, revealing nothing but darkness. Swallowing down a lump in his throat, Akio got up and made his way towards the open door, intent on closing it. He didn't know what was going on, but he knew that wasn't his mom. She as outside tending to some flowers.

As he got closer to the door, he got an intense feeling of dread. Sadly, Akio was always curious, wanting to figure out things himself.

When he was close enough, he reached out towards the door in order to close it. Something beat him to it though. It had grabbed the doorknob and slammed the door shut, a crying noise coming from the closet resembling a baby's.

It was only for a split second but it was enough for Akio. He had seen the thing, it's pure white eyes, dark gray skin with lots of black veins, and a large, very inhuman smile, teeth dirty with human meat and flesh. With wide eyes, Akio quickly ran outside towards his mother, screaming.

AN: Done! Why end it like this? Because I'm too tired to add what I originaly wanted to add. Sorry. Like I said, it'll be a slow start, so there'll be more of Akio seeing things and going to various doctors for medical treatment. This was more of the prologue. Might be about 3-4 chapters until we get to the good stuff. I'll also try making the chapters longer. This story will get updated along with my story Fixtures.

Harem: Irina, Koneko, Akeno, Rias, Ravel, Asia, Grayfia (not sure yet, would mean a few things change)

Feel free to leave any suggestions. I would like to know what you guys think about it. See you next time!