Name: Has no real name, but is often called “The Obsidian Angel” by the local populace.
Age: 21
Sex: Female
Description: See image.
Crime: Killing an eating a small child whilst out hunting.
Scenario: Harsh beating followed by dissection and dismemberment


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To be entirely honest, being beaten half to death and left strapped to a chair in an open-air room for the scavengers for shooting up a gas station is a little much. However, if you take a closer look, you could see that her punishment was justified. During her little episode, she shot and killed an undercover officer before someone else called the authorities. When the police finally arrived, she managed to kill two before being subdued with a taser. Now, here she was. Nude, confined to a chair in a room with no ceiling, and with bruises all over her body.

The first animal to arrive was a widowed bird known locally as ‘The Obsidian Angel’. The bird was notorious for snatching people out of the streets to feed its young. Bring a bird with a twenty-foot wingspan justified this, as both it needed to eat and it had plenty of mouths to feed. A lone human would be more than enough. How the authorities did not yet deal with the animal yet is anyone’s guess. People have grown resentful towards the falconary as a result.

Drawn to the prison by the scent of the White Angel’s blood, the Obsidian Angel landed in the room with the grace of a ballerina. It turned its head to her and cautiously walked up to her. It inspected her for anything she might defend herself with, but found nothing. It had fed its chicks recently, and it didn’t eat. So it was starving. It continued to inspect her before deciding that it was time to eat. The bird jumped up and dug its claws into her chest and ripped off one of her breasts with its beak. Swallowing the organ in one go, the animal dug into her chest to find more delicious flesh. Pulling out organs to eat, the White Angel was dying as her heart was pulled out and eaten along with one of her lungs. The bird continued to eat, tearing out one of her eyes along with most of her face before pulling one of her arms right out of its socket. When the animal was done, it and the floor were covered in blood as Anastasia‘s now dead body convulsed one last time before expiring for good. Satisfied with its meal, the bird left, leaving the rest of the body for the other scavengers.


The drawing belongs to the Serina project, not me!