ITS RATED T FOR A REASON
President Wolfs POV
I wait impatiently in my office for my secretary to arrive with my coffee. Infinete was meant to be here 3 minutes ago and I do not like to be kept waiting. I grab the files for the arena off my crystal clear coffee table and think back to my last conversation with Head Gamekeeper Scythe.
"What would you see Scythe if you were in the arena?" "I would see packs of ravenous dogs stalking my every move. Waiting to pounce and rip apart my flesh."
If the arena doesn't live up to my expectations or get destroyed like the 75th annual Hunger Games arena then maybe, just maybe, I'll let of a little steam. God knows I need it!
My pleasant thoughts are shattered at the sound of rapid knocking on my door. I open it and find a panting Infinete, beet red, but carrying my steaming cup of coffee. I motion for her to come inside and she hesitantly takes one footstep in before a loud SNAP of a broken heel sends her tumbling. The cup of coffee flies from her hand and its contents splatters across my snow white suit.
"Oh-oh my goodness. I'm so sorry Mr President. I'll buy a new one I swear." Blurts out Infinete apologetically.
Her eyes show fear as I reach down and wrap my fingers around her neck. I lift her up so we're eye to eye. Her fluorescent pink eyes stare blankly into my blazing red eyes.
"Get-out." I hiss, feeling my body begin to morph.
I throw her scared body to the side begin to change. She looks too horrified to do anything but stand there open mouthed as hairs sprout from my body. As my teeth become sharp and elongated and my nails growing to ridiculous lengths. I let out a long, drawn out howl and my eyes lock in on Infinete.
I pounce on Infinite's scared figure and dig my claws into her sea green arms. Hot blood pours out of the wound as she screams in my face. Oh well, I did tell her to leave. I lap at the blood running down her body, enjoying her terrified screams. I latch my mouth over her right hand and free it from the rest of her body in one swift motion. Shredded flesh hangs loosely from her arm socket and its music to my ears as more screams ring free from her throat.
Thank god I had sound proof windows installed recently or otherwise we might be interrupted and I hate being interrupted during my playtime.
I run my claws across her face, sketching patterns of my choice on her soft cheek. First I draw a tooth, followed by a drop of blood. But my artwork doesn't stop there. I don't need to rip off her top because what she wears is so revealing it'd be pointless. I drag my finger across her lower abdomen, watching in glee as more blood trickles out of the cuts.
Eventually I get tired of my toy so I lock my jaw around her throat and give a hard tug. Her head flies off and lands with a THUD next to my grotesque form. I slash her stomach apart and use her blood to paint the walls a deep crimson red. The blood forms rivers as it runs down the walls and I can't help but smile in joy.
I lean down next to Infinite's head and whisper ever so softly, "This is our little secret" before devouring what's left of my secretary.
There will be quite a few more gory deaths because they are the most fun to write. Hope you liked it PLEASE REVIEW and submit tributes no more careers needed so please dont send in any more.