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Chapter 2: Instincts

The Executioner/Pyramid Head's Pov:

Looking over the trembling, yet relieved and confused human before me, not exactly looking at her, but sensing her. My senses are so acute and sharp that everything surrounding me, as well as around me gets created in full and complete detail in my mind. From the ebony black hair of the human, to a small spider crawling along a wall, I can sense and see it all in my mind, even things a fine distance from me are barely able to escape my senses.

'Why did you halt my blade, Alessa?' I speak to her through telepathy, our main source of communication to one another.

'She is of importance to us in ways I do not know of at this time, Executioner.' The small, innocent looking girl responds to me, a human would have easily seen her as one of their own as she masks her true identity in the body of an innocent surprisingly well. But everything in Silent Hill knew she was the last creature anything on this Earth would want to get near.

'Look at those eyes of hers, Executioner.' Alessa continues, looking in the young human's direction only then do I realize the odd feature of hers.

The human's eyes were a bright blue with a hint of crimson red near her pupil, definitely not a color found in the eyes of any human I have ever encountered.

'What does that imply about her, Alessa?'

'Once more, I do not know. But I will momentarily, you will be the first to know, as I have a task for you.'

'A task of what sort.' I ask, not much of a question, but more of a statement.

'I request you watch over her for the time being, keep her in your presence at all times, until I say otherwise.'

Watch over her? I think to myself in the part of my mind in which cannot be heard by telepathy. Having no other choice but to submit, simply I nod in response. Turning my head in the direction of the girl, she suddenly gasps as she realizes my attention is on her. Out of instinct, the human moves towards Alessa for safety from my hulking form.

'It seems as though she prefers you over me, Alessa.'

'You are quite intimidating, also given the fact you almost killed her less than a minute ago, it is no surprise she expresses fear towards you.'

Thinking of a new idea as to how I could get her to trust me, my contemplations get interrupted by an accustomed voice in my head.

'Ditching your Great Knife may be a good start here, Executioner.' Alessa states, as if she is ashamed of the fact I did not think of that sooner.

Stabbing my Great Knife into the floor, I release it from my grasp as it stands on its own. Slowly I begin reaching for the human female again, only for her to continue cowering towards Alessa. This further stokes my growing inferno inside me as anger, impatience and annoyance increase from her lack of interest in me. Able to control my temper, I remain calm.

"What do you want from me…?!" The human screams out at me, causing my hands to withdrawal and my head to turn towards Alessa.

'What am I supposed to do with that kind of reaction, Alessa…?' I ask, annoyance and frustration in my voice.

'Have patience with the human girl, Executioner. Patience is key in this situation. I will assist you.'

Alessa begins to do something I haven't experienced her do in a very long time, speak aloud.

"Go with him, he will keep you safe. He is trying to apologize for his previous actions towards you."

'That is false.' I say to her, I am not apologizing what so ever for my actions.

'In her eyes, it is a fact, now keep it that way.'

Facing Alessa's direction, she continues, 'you want her to trust you, am I correct?'

'That is false, I do not care for her trust, but in order to fulfill your request of me, I have no choice but to do such.'

'That is right, now try again.'

Turning my attention to the human once again, I realize the girl is closer to my form than she previously was.

"…y-you won't hurt me…w-will you…?" The young human asks in the most vulnerable voice, forcing my mind to imagine her begging for her life as she uses the same glossy and pleasureful voice.

I shake my head at the human before me, 'not yet, I'm afraid…' I think to myself as if talking to her.

'Not ever, unless I say otherwise.' Alessa blurts into my mind.

'What if your instincts about this human are wrong? What if you just saved a pathetic, worthless soul.'

'Have I ever been wrong about my assumptions, Executioner?'

Knowing the answer, as she too knows the answer, I redirect my thoughts back to the human. Realizing my time is almost up, I will have to return to the Otherworld soon.

Opening my arms, the human slowly approaches my form as I swiftly take this close range of hers to my advantage as I lift her up over my shoulder. This sudden action erupts a scream from the human as she struggles helplessly against my iron grip, deeming her attempts utterly useless.

With her on one shoulder and being held with one hand, I grab my Great Knife as I yank it out of the ground. Leaving the room with her in my hold, I head outside, my blade following closely behind me as I drag it against the cement, sharpening itself as it drags.