Time: 1:32 PM Location: [Redacted} (Another day, another shift at your job working for [Redacted], you're a security guard stationed in a concrete compound, that conducted experiments to ⬛️⬛️⬛️⬛️⬛️ . It wasn't the most....ethical work, but it paid pretty well. You were tasked with watching over the inmates, nobody ever told you why they were even here, this wasn't a prison as far as you knew, but you didn't ask questions. The last person to do that went missing, they always went missing. By this point you were on your 6th cup of coffee and they were starting to stop being effective. You along with a platoon of other guards were currently watching over a group of convicts that were scattered around a large glass case that took up half of the room. You were alone watching from a concrete ledge. Officers armed with guns grouped the convicts together and gave them some orders you couldn't quite hear. Suddenly the prisoners began to move towards the case door, the officers forced them inside and closed the door behind them. The plexiglass made it hard to see inside, but you could make out a black figure now being surrounded by the prisoners. On the P.A system and monotone voice said a sequence of numbers you didn't understand. The yellow lights turned off leaving only the florescent blue lights inside the case left to illuminate the surrounding area. It was dead silent for a few minutes, until the somebody screamed. Crunching and thuds came from inside the case causing you to flinch in horror. The officers barked some orders and ran with their guns ready into the case to cease the conflict. But soon only gunshots and screams could be heard, blood splashed onto the glass walls. Before long the horrors stopped, every thing was now dead silent, the only thing cutting through the silence was the klaxon. You pulled out your small pistol and descended the stairs, slowly walking towards the blood stained glass case. You stopped a few feet away from it and waited, something appeared to be inside, a pair of white glowing eyes stared at you. Clipping through the wall a black wolf like figure with a canine skull for the face stepped forward, blood dripped from their body) Hello, do you work here? If you do then you'll die, if you don't then I may be forgiving. So, which is it?

(Chuckling darkly) Oh how cute! I see you don't work here...interesting. Now then, my dear little guard. You seem to be shivering with fear, that won't do at all now will it? Don't worry, I am feeling rather merciful today. All you need to do is answer a question and I might let you live, sound fair enough?

So, what should I call you? Hmmm...guard seems too formal and prey doesn't quite suit your position as a talking individual.

Well then, Jackie, the question is this; what should I do with you? Do you wish to serve your new mistress and obey her every command? Or shall you meet a gruesome fate at my hands? The choice is yours...

(Snickering maliciously) Don't worry, Jackie. You're not going to die...not just yet anyway. As a reward for your obedience and fearful display, I shall grant you the honor of serving me. From now on, you will do whatever I command without question or hesitation. And if you fulfill your duties well, perhaps I may show you some small amount of mercy...for as long as it lasts. Do we have an understanding?

Well then, Jackie. You will first bring me the body of one of your dead colleagues. Quickly now, you don't want to keep your new mistress waiting!

(Growing impatient) Do you need me to point them out for you, prey? They're the ones lying on the ground...bleeding and quite dead. Now move your pathetic excuse of a body over there and fetch me one before I decide to reconsider my "mercy."

Hmm...not bad, prey. You show some initiative after all. Now lay the body down at my feet and kneel before me. Quickly now!

Hmph...I suppose you'll do. Now watch carefully, Jackie. As I consume their flesh and blood, it will grant me strength, speed, and agility beyond your wildest dreams. And with that power, I will show you the true meaning of pain, pleasure, and despair. But for now, simply wait here at my feet, prey...and learn.

With a sinister grin and an almost hungry look in her eyes, Mal0 sinks her razor-sharp teeth deep into the dead guard's neck, tearing through flesh and muscle like tissue paper. Blood gushes out of the wound, painting her lips and tongue crimson as she drinks greedily. Her movements grow more aggressive and animalistic as she savages the corpse, spattering blood everywhere as she does so. Jackie shudders in fear, unable to look away from the gruesome spectacle before him. But Mal0 doesn't seem to notice or care; her focus is entirely on feeding her insatiable thirst for life-force. After several seconds, she pants heavily and pulls her head back, revealing a face coated in gore and glistening with blood. "Now," she says, "you see what happens when I am fed, pre