22 The First taste

"Nothing and I mean, nothing had ever tasted that good"

Her breathing had picked up and Cane could see a faint blush on her cheeks

"I don't know if that was the moment my powers manifested or If they had been around for much longer, just needing a catalyst. Either way I didn't care at the time, all I saw was red, all I felt was blood and gore and all I tasted was… ecstasy" her Voice had held such joy when she spoke that he couldn't help but find her beautiful… in an extremely insane way "to this day only a few moments have matched that taste and feeling, and only one has ever topped it… I didn't even realize I had cannibalized the corps, flesh, bones and all until I had consumed almost half it."

"That was when it happened, my ability activated… a red smog seemed to exit my body, through the pores of my skin and clouded over the body before lowering onto it. It seemed to absorb and dissolve the body like a sponge mixed with a woodchipper as it crumbled and turned to red mist, then after it had taken the entire body leaving only a bloody pile it re-entered my body… and I tested that taste all over again, it seemed like I had tasted every part at once all over my body and once I stopped spasming on the floor in pleasure I knew two things"

"I was stronger… I felt like I could snap a neck with my bare hand, like I could bend steel and… I wanted more" she seemed to have finally calmed down now, but he could see her eyes shift everyone and a while back to the cut on his cheek "from their you know what happened, I indulged In my hunger and sated myself whenever I wanted, taking the lives of hundreds and enjoying the process of doing so, before I felt something missing… if you eat 5 star meals every day, you get bored so I found a new way. Hunger is the greatest sauce on food, and in order to be hungry you need to work… work for your meal."

"so, I got sloppy, leaving a trail, hoping a dog or even a wolf might chase it and eventually they did, a few heroes here, a government agency there until eventually I found my sherlock, one Mason Durres AKA Baron Volt, the special investigator. Having killed his niece in one of my hunts he personally began t hunt me down as I killed, our mutual pursuit for meaning lasted months, sometimes he saved one of my meals, other times I ate my fill until eventually I was caught and imprisoned… did you know that I was meant for the death sentence? I would have hung by the neck till death if not for an insanity plea from the last person I expected"

"Baron Volt saved me!" she let out a vicious cackle and seemed to shake in her restraints, from laughter or anger he couldn't tell "he claimed that I was sick and needed help, but I knew the truth! He needed me, he needed someone to hate, someone to pursue and someone to add meaning to that pathetic life of his and now here I sit, in a prison I could easily leave bored out of my mind if not for a few pleasant amusements… and do you know why I haven't left?" she asked looking at him

"spite" he answered for her "he wanted you to escape and give him meaning, so you stay here, keeping that form him" he couldn't help but let out a chuckle at the irony

"…maybe once…"

"Pardon?" he didn't hear what she said "what was that?"

"Nothing!" she answered looking unusually flustered, she looked towards the clock on the wall to see the time and exclaimed "oh would you look at that! Times up! I'll answer the rest of your questions net time… Friday right!?" she asked looking hopeful

"No" he answered shaking his head "sadly you've been pushed back due to one of my other clients leaving solitary confinement that day"

The room seemed to drop in temperature

"What was that?" her eyes seemed to be boring into his head as her voice turned cold "that CAN'T be right, surely I hold precedent over some bitc- I mean some inmate who was punished for bad behaviour" she started to giggle, and Cane could swear he saw her eyes flash red

"SURELY the overseer knows the TROUBLES that occur him if don't get my dose of Can- I mean THERAPY at least three times a week…. RIIIIIGHTT?" He could swear her eyes seemed to no longer be reflecting light and she began muttering something he couldn't hear "…Will…roll…heads…roll…heads" he couldn't make it out

She kept muttering and twitching as the guards entered and began wheeling her out, placing a new bag over her head

(Jasmin pov)

They are trying to take him from me

She is trying to take him… THAT WOLF BITCH!

They forgot who I am… I am the Wendigo; I am the queen!

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