Sprout Tower| Top Floor| Late Afternoon
It was entirely foolish to run, and begging for mercy was wasted on her. The pack of rattatas that had sought refuge in her tower made a grave mistake thinking they could ever be safe. If anything, it was entirely too easy to pick them all of. She had started with the males like always, a simple attract had left them helpless, the ones that came too close got a Lovely kiss for their stupidity. Some of the females tried to intervene, Siren did not like having her meal interrupted, the reward for interfering was the sweet sound of their bones crumbling beneath her icy fists. Even if she was always hungry, something inside her would not tolerate her eating female meat.
When she was done with the meddlesome female rattatas, they were thrown into the growing pile of bodies in the corner, if they could even be called bodies after her treatment. She turned her attention to the awaiting males, like what had happened to her when she was alive, they hadn’t even bothered to help their lovers and friends in their affected states. She rubbed her blood soaked hand around her lips as if it was lipstick and returned to planting her Lovely kisses to her admirers, leaving red marks on their faces, less chance of them screaming half way through their meal. She took her time devouring her meal, relishing each part; her hunger was never satisfied, “Never enough, Never enough.”
When she finished the ones in front of her, nothing left but bones and scattered innards, she looked around to see if there were more, nothing but Blood and mangled bodies. “Never enough....” She returned to scouring her tower for any trasspassers.