The cat faunus didn't care that she had slaughtered her boyfriend, as long as she was one step closer to freedom.
She didn't care that her hands were dyed in his blood that dripped down the floors of their shared room. She didn't bat a eye at his unrecognizable body, nor did she shed a tear about it. She simply stared daggers at the man like he was a murderer, unlike herself? How did she end up here? Why did she kill someone she was supposed to love? And why did she wear such an emotionless expression on her face at the matter before her?
Unlike other stories behind killer masterminds, this teenager's story wasn't a result of revenge of a affair or lost of a family member, Nor was it due to the fun and pleasure of hearing cries of agony. Neither was it to not only kill people, but kill time for the hell of it. It was mainly due to a reason that was rare for citizens of Remnant to ever come across. It was because, she just had to. For an unknown reason or no reason at all!
If you explore the motives around the death she committed, there wouldn't be much to leave answers. Instead, like a set of riddles, you will be met with more multiple questions challenging you to think outside the box. For starters, her origin wasn't much of a big deal or out of the ordinary. That is, to her race, the faunus. Yet, to the humans of Remnant, it was something that could arguably be the key to her rising as a possible serial killer.
Her name was Blake. Blake Belladonna. A sixteen year old female cat faunus who was the child of Ghira and Kali Belladonna. This might come off as normal information for the teen... Until you dive deeper into the matter. If done so, you will find out that her father, Ghira Belladonna wasn't just any normal faunus. But a higher up in his race due to his clique made by his father. The infamous White Fang. A group of protesters run by, you guessed it, himself.
Ghira Belladonna has been the leader of the White Fang ever since he was eighteen, after the role had been passed down to him by his male parent. Ever since his dad's departure, the group has been done a great service with a productive man such as himself.
The hybrids of human and animal were given missions to show the world around them that they are anything but monsters that tried to hunt for their blood late at night while vulnerable. They gave out food to the homeless and poor, ran shipments of dust to their local store for people who desperately needed it, and helped many celebrate what it means to be part of their community. Life was good for his cause, his people, and his soon to be family with his loving girlfriend/fiance, Kali Belladonna, at their given home out of 'respect', Menagerie.
So after the two faunus' marriage, honeymoon and birth of their beautiful baby girl, many would think things got better from there, right?... Not exactly.
Before their child came to be in their world, the White Fang began to fall apart with it's main source, their race. Humans became more cruel towards the race by forcing them into labor on Mantle in search for dust crystals underneath the kingdom. They had no choice but to either dig, mine, serve or give pleasure to their bosses if they wanted to care for their families.
Eventually, the White Fang was passed down to another person who was rather close with Ghira. That person being Khan, a old friend of his and his partner at the time. With the group in his hands, he thought he would take productive matters for his people. But not even he knew that the man would back-stab him and turn the faunus into the one thing they feared of becoming. Complete monsters... Yet, even though they were monsters in the public's eye.
Nothing came close to the ex leader's daughter.
Yes, Kali and Ghira conceived a healthy baby girl... Mentally. But Physically, not so much. As soon as Blake was delivered, the doctor let in on the parents some wicked news. Blake was born with a rare, yet deadly disease that ran around a decent ten percent of the faunus race. That disease being the FMBD, Full Moon Body Disorder. The virus' has had many different outcomes on certain breeds, some have died from the contact, some pass out occasionally, and some even become a totally different person. Unfortunately, neither the doctor nor the female and male parent knew what was to come from this. So out of total fear for their child and their lives, they could only count on the presence of time.
Sadly, the more time passed, the more the Belladonna family watched as their lives began to fall apart. The White Fang began to be worst to society, stealing other's supply of dust, bombing homes left and right, and falling dead to the pops of guns aimed by fearful humans. Unfortunately, Blake's unnatural behavior wasn't helping either. The young cat faunus had started to become a child who mistakenly had a personality disorder. She would either hug her mother with so much passion, or yell at her out of pure rage. She would either talk playfully with her dad, or lash out on how life has screwed them over.
Over time, everything started to get worse. But for a moment or two, it seemed like the black haired female would become more normal. At the age of seven, she started to take matters into her own hands. She made friends around Menagerire and best of all, convinced herself to join the White Fang in hopeful protests around Remnant. Soon, at the age of fifteen, she even became the new leader's son's girlfriend due to the way their personalities clicked ever so delicately. With the sight of her perfect progression, both Ghira and Kali could see through a glimpse of light, their daughter's life gradually becoming the best it could...
...So, why was she now in this uncomfortable situation? Why was she debating on eating the man before her? Why did she feel like smashing his insides more? And why did she deliberately let the police of Mistral catch her in the act at gunpoint?
They asked her to stand still. They gave her a warning that if she did anything suspicious, they would have to shoot her down. Yet. She didn't listen. Through incoming gunfire and bullets rocketing into her body guarded by undamaged aura, the monster approached them, with hungry gold orbs, a sinister Chester smile, and pinkish red teeth accompanying red lips. Her body reached a policemen, no not only one, maybe four of them. Hand rose, now developing a set of medium long claws, uncontrollably into the sky to slam down into on of their heads with ear piercing screams. And...
She didn't remember anything after that, sadly...
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