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Good God was this guy a screamer… How pathetic… Hush really wished he hadn’t gotten stuck with this loud pissant, he could feel his head beginning to pound. His brothers had gotten the easy ones. Soldat took out some scrawny-looking twig of a man, practically snapped him in half like a toothpick. The image made Hush chuckle. It was always fun to watch the big guy absolutely destroy someone. And Void well… these basement dwellers had a kid that wasn’t technically theirs, he didn’t wanna know why. Unfortunately, he had a pretty good idea judging by big mouths laptop over there and the shit he saw opened up on the screen. Hush didn’t care much for kids but still, some lines should never ever be crossed… Sick fucks.
There weren’t supposed to be any kids here, it was just a run-of-the-mill task. The appearance of the kid threw a wrench into their plans. So Mother whispered oh so sweetly to them and then Void was tasked with taking the kid who was all nice and quiet at this point. They were probably grateful to be taken away from this hell hole when in reality it was out of the frying pan and into the fire.
Void was the one who carried out these infrequent tasks, probably because She’s had him the longest and isn’t ready to divulge that information to Soldat and me yet. All I know for certain is that when Void has to ferry a kid off somewhere I never hear about them turning up anywhere and Void doesn’t talk about it. It clearly upsets him, he’s got a bit of a soft spot for kids or a weak spot in my opinion. I’m a collector of information and I can read body language like no one’s business, the kids are probably taken directly to Mother but what exactly she does with them, well, I don’t know. It upsets Void and that’s enough for me to know it isn’t good.
Auggh… Great, now I’m aggravated and this pig's squealing isn’t helping… I thought I’d try to have some fun but I can’t get into it now, that damn kid ruined everything. It was supposed to be a simple job, the guys were trespassing in Mother's area of the woods and saw something they shouldn’t have which meant it was bye-bye time… this isn’t how I wanted it to go. Jamming a pencil through the guy's eyeball doesn’t make me feel any better, just increases the noise and my quickly approaching migraine… I’m worried about Void. I hate seeing him upset. We need to wrap this up and get back home, maybe get a pizza and watch The Blair Witch Project, Void's favorite combo. That’ll make him feel better. Hopefully….
With a sigh Hush yanks back the distressed man's head to look him in his one good eye, puts his finger to his brightly colored mask and hisses out a low “shhh” before slamming the man’s head onto the desk driving the aforementioned pencil deep into his brain and ending the noise permanently. He wipes his hands off on his pants and heads off to find Soldat and tell him about his plans for when they get home.