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The silence of Silent Hill was a living thing, a predatory quiet that coiled in the thick, wet fog. It was a town that fed on the sins and fears of those who trespassed within its borders, and it had just been presented with a new, exquisite meal. The Nemesis-T Type, a walking monument to technological sin, had been deployed to hunt the last S.T.A.R.S. member hiding within this cursed place. Its heavy, armored boots left deep impressions in the cracked asphalt of Toluca Avenue as it began its inexorable march.
As Nemesis penetrated the town's borders, the world began to bleed. The distant, mournful wail of an air raid siren echoed from the impenetrable fog, a sound with no source. The quaint, small-town storefronts began to peel and decay in real-time, their wooden facades sloughing off to reveal walls of rusted, blood-weeping chain-link grates. The very ground beneath the creature's feet warped into a hellish, industrial catwalk. The Otherworld had awakened to greet its new guest.
The bio-weapon's programming did not allow for fear or confusion. It registered the impossible architectural shifts merely as new tactical data. Its singular purpose remained unchanged. Its advanced sensors cut through the gloom, tracking its target's bio-signature to a large, decaying structure looming in the fog: Brookhaven Hospital.
Without breaking its stride, Nemesis smashed through the barricaded front doors, the wood and chains bursting inward in a shower of splinters and rust. The hospital's interior was a gallery of torment. The air was thick with the scent of antiseptic and old rot. It was here that Nemesis encountered the town's welcoming party.
From the darkened corridors, they emerged, their movements a grotesque, twitching parody of human motion. They were the Nurses, their faces swollen, featureless masses of flesh, their bodies wrapped in stained, provocative uniforms. They moved towards the intruder, wielding rusted pipes and scalpels with a spastic, unnerving aggression.
ANALYSIS: Hostile, low-level biological constructs. Irrelevant to primary objective.
A nurse lunged, swinging her pipe in a clumsy arc. Nemesis didn't even bother to dodge, its leather-clad shoulder taking the full, clanging impact with no effect. In response, it raised its left hand. The flesh peeled back, and a powerful, black tentacle erupted, impaling the creature through the chest and flinging its convulsing body against the far wall with a wet smack. The other nurses swarmed. Nemesis became a whirlwind of brutal, efficient violence, its tentacles whipping and piercing, its massive fists crushing the grotesque creatures into piles of twitching gore. In seconds, the hallway was silent again, save for the sound of the bio-weapon's heavy boots crunching over the remains.
Its internal tracker led it deeper, downwards, into the hospital's basement—a place of stagnant water and profound, lingering suffering. It found the source of the strongest reading. Kicking a reinforced steel door off its hinges, it entered a large, blood-stained chamber.
Its target was not here. But another being was.
Standing silently, its back to the door, was a colossal butcher in a gore-stained smock, its head completely encased in a triangular helmet of rusted steel. Pyramid Head. It had been drawn here by the sheer, concentrated violence of Nemesis's rampage.
ANALYSIS: Large, unidentified, hostile entity. Obstructing path to primary objective. Threat level: Extreme.
Wasting no time, Nemesis raised its rocket launcher, took aim, and fired.
The rocket screamed across the room and impacted in a massive, fiery explosion. The blast was deafening, tearing a huge, blackened crater in the monster's back and shoulder, revealing a strange, meaty, twitching substance beneath. Pyramid Head staggered forward a single, heavy step from the sheer kinetic force.
REVISED ANALYSIS: Target sustained significant trauma. High-level regenerative properties detected. Subject is not invincible.
Slowly, the great helmet turned. The wounds on the creature's back were already beginning to writhe and stitch themselves back together at an unnatural rate. A low, gurgling rattle, the sound of fluid in a dead man's lungs, echoed from behind the steel mask. It felt the pain. It recognized the violence. It saw a rival.
With a surge of impossible strength, Pyramid Head heaved its Great Knife from the floor, and began to drag the massive blade forward. The sound of the metal scraping across the concrete was a deafening, soul-grinding screech. Nemesis discarded its empty launcher, its tentacles writhing in anticipation. The two ultimate monsters, the scientific and the psychological, were about to engage in a brutal, physical war for dominance in the heart of hell.
 

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Learn More About
Pyramid Head
Read more about Pyramid Head at Wikipedia
Official Site: Konami Links: Pyramid Head Wiki Silent Hill 2 Wiki PH answers

Nemesis (Resident Evil)
Read more about Nemesis (Resident Evil) at Wikipedia
Official Site: Capcom Links: Nemesis' Wiki Article Resident Evil Fan: A New Blood Evil Unleashed

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MATCH SCORE
Pyramid Head: 0
Nemesis (Resident Evil): 1

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