Sid blew a strand of orange hair out of his face and grinned from ear to ear. He watched in sadistic delight as the poor fish was torn to shreds by his lovely piranha.
"Well done, Razor!" he cackled menacingly as fish guts drifted to the pebbly bottom of the tank. "That'll do nicely." There was an audible snap as he captured the moment on camera, and then waved the new photo through the air to dry it. He clipped the picture to a clothesline, draped above the tank where a string of equally gory images were displayed. "Very nicely." Metal braces glinted in the dim light as Sid smiled cruelly to himself.
"Siiiiid!" called his mother from the kitchen. "How's the new fish I got you?" she appeared in the doorway, clad in a white cotton apron and rubbery yellow dish-gloves. "Can I see him?"
"No, Mom," Sid snapped irritably, scarcely able to conceal his macabre hobby with a bed-sheet before his mother saw. "We're playing a game." he gestured to the blankets innocently, adding slyly, "This is a game."
"This is the fourth fish I've bought you this week," his mother replied. "So don't get carried away with your games. We wouldn't want anything to happen to that poor thing."
"There's nothing wrong with a little fun," Sid said defensively as his mother left the room. "Nag, nag, nag," he muttered, uncovering Razor and running his fingers across the cool glass of the tank appreciatively. "You understand, right, Razor? My games are all in good fun."
He took the clothesline full of photos and dragged them to the closet to stash them away. He reached for the black doorknob, but before he could touch it, it started to jiggle and turn on its own. Either Sid was even more insane than he thought, or something was moving that closet's doorknob from the other side.
He gauged the situation for about one second before throwing the door open, but nothing could've prepared him for what he saw next. On the other side of the door stood a tall, lean...unfamiliar creature. She looked...humanoid, to a certain degree. At least humanoid enough to distinguish her as female-probably. Her skin was fair...but with a noticeably bluish tint. Long black claws extended from her fingertips. Wild blue hair tumbled down to her waist, sporting magenta-violet spots. Two little beige horns, curving up at the tips, sprouted from her head, poking out from under her hair. Periwinkle eyes stared curiously into his. She must've been at least six feet tall.
"Woops!" the she-beast exclaimed, looking embarrassed. "Wrong room! Sorry, I should really be more careful in which doors I open, I'll just get out of your hair and-"
"Now hold up," Sid interrupted, stopping the door with his foot before she could close it and grinning deviously. "Let's not be so hasty."