Another quick one-shot request.
Disclaimer: I do not own Silent Hill or any of its characters
Warnings: Mentions of Rape, Blood, Gore, Mutilation
Clang….Clang…Thunk…Scraaaaaaapee.
Silent Hill's well-known executioner trudged through the halls of the prison, infamous blade in hand. The massive rusty, bloodstained knife scraped along the floors, making an impossible to miss screeching sound that filled nearby monsters with dread.
Pyramid head stalked through the halls, peering inside each cell he came across. He wanted to slay something, anything. A patient would be a fine choice, and he would just love to get his gloved hands on a nurse. The twitchy femaled creatures always made the most interesting sounds, and produced the most rewarding screams. He loved gutting them, and fucking their corpse while they slowly died, body's twitching excessively.
A small noises broke the executioner's train of thought, the sound coming from the corner of the hall. He trailed along after it, curious as to what it was he could and would slay. He readied himself to attack, rounding a corner, only to be disappointed.
There hanging on the wall was Valtiel, Silent Hill's "Attendant to God." As such he was deemed just as important as Pyramid himself. While two monsters with very different ways of acting and roles/goals Pyramid in his own way respected the creature. It never got in his way during his killings, and he hardly ran into the thing. It simply did what it was meant to do, nothing more, nothing that wasn't deemed unneccessary. The only sign Valtiel gave that told that he acknowledged PH was a slight twitch in his direction before going back to turning his little valve, two sets of legs twitching on either side of him, the owners of said limbs hidden by a red curtain. Pyramid let out a hiss of breath as he continued on, very disappointed.
That was before he heard the retreating steps of high heels clicking against the grated floors. If his facial features allowed it, he would've smirked. Play time.