Crunch
Snap
Crunch
Snap
He could hear the crows squawking and the squelching the flesh in his hands would make when he pressed too hard. He pulled and took delight with the way the ligaments tore and how the blood splattered on the white plastic that covered every inch of the room.
His favorite room, the dining room.
"HaHAhAAhAahAHAaa" Joyous laughter that boomed and echoed even after he had closed his mouth and dug his teeth into the juicy bloody corpse meal.
He could hear the crows squawking and the feathers fluttering but the white room was empty other than blood splatters, red handprints, himself and her his meal.
The blood splatters peeled off the wall and took shape of red crows with beady eyes and their beaks opened to release screams, the screams of all his prey. He grinned happily as his meal began to finally break down within him and turn to power, he could fly again.
"Ha... hahaha" He was almost delirious, her blood was his wine, so exquisite and bitterly yummy, not sweet like her bubbly personality.
He hugged Hitoka Yachi's head to his chest and rubbed his cheek against the top of her head.
She wanted to help his fly, after all. He was kind enough to allow it.
"Oh dear, oh dear…' he giggled happily and ran his finger through her hair, where'd the rest of her poor self go, he wondered dazedly as his strong and ever-changing wings began to unfurl out of his back.
Oh well, he was never good at figuring things out.
Little did the boy know, tears fell from his eyes and dripped, mingling with the blood.
"Hmm, I should sleep early since there's practice tomorrow…morning…"