Pewter City | Early Evening (6)
Collecting my thoughts, I strode through the dimming city of Pewter with a bored expression on my face. It had been a few days since I had found something to eat and despite the way I controlled the urge to kill everything in sight, it was becoming difficult to hide the blood-lust I was feeling but then I heard it, a faint heart beating above me in the night air. Cocking my head to the side, I leaped gracefully to the top of a building, my dark decaying fur shining in the moonlight. Hiding in the shadow of the buildings chimney, I tensed on my hind legs and awaited my dinner.
There it was flying towards me, a most glorious sight to behold. The large Pidgeotto was flapping madly as if it were trying to escape some sort of evil entity, intent on devouring its soul but sadly it didn't quite know the kind of evil it was flying into when it came closer and closer to my quaint hiding spot. Without realizing it, a smile lit my rotting face and I sprung into the air with a Razor wind powering my ascent above the bird. Angling my body quickly in the air, I landed on top of the bird and we both began to plummet down towards the ground, the feeling of falling making me giddy and joyous. As we both fell to the ground, I used the Pidgeotto's body to break my fall while I gracefully hopped off of my prey and watched it stare at me with a pained expression. Laughing, I bent down so that my muzzle was right beside its face and I whispered softly to the not yet dead creature. "Well lovey, we're going to make you regret not dying in that crash. You see, we aren't that keen on torture but when the opportunity arises, we just can't help ourselves."
Backing up, I strode around the bird in a circle, my tail scythe lashing back and forth while I contemplated just what kind of torture I wanted to make my prey experience. As I contemplated, a small voice in the back of my head called out to me and told me not too but the virus quickly took over and I shrugged off the other voice with little to no effort.
After much thought I finally decided to just wing the torture. It wouldn't be too long before my prey died and by then it wouldn't be fun anymore so with a sigh I stretched out my body and stepped forward to stare down at the terrified bird beneath me that tried its best to move but it was no use, the bird was mine. "Our apologizes,"
My voice was soft as I bent down and very lightly grazed my teeth over the birds body without breaking its skin. "but you are quite magnificent. We must make the best of this you know?"
Very slowly, I bit down into the Pidgeotto but let go quickly when it began to scream in fright. The screams thrilled me and I took my paw and gently stroked its feathers. "So soft."
I almost purred, if that was possible, to the screaming bird. With another sigh, I took my paw and lifted up some of the feathers on the Pidgeotto's side and glided my claws over the succulent flesh beneath. A ripple of pleasure passed through my decaying body and I couldn't resist using my razor sharp claws to cut a perfect circle into its soft skin to the sweet sound of screaming.
My hunger still wasn't great enough to be done playing with my prey just yet and I relished the fact of it being still live when I reached into its body with my paw and grabbed the first thing I felt and squeezed as gently as I could. As I did so, the Pidgeotto's screams rose in pitch and I squeezed even more so that I could listen to the screams grow louder and louder. Then in an instant, I ripped out the organ I had in my paw and began eating it off of the ground. "Fresh kidney is always our favorite."
I finished off the delectable morsel and looked into the fading eyes of my prey. "Well that isn't fun. We want to hear you scream some more lovey. It is quite a lovely sound."
Reaching back into its body, I grabbed onto its spinal cord while it gave its last shrill cry before finally taking its last breath. With a sigh, I released the spinal cord from my now dead prey and began eating the rest of its body, all the while griping about how I should have drawn out its torture.