"Now that I have you battered and beneath my paws, wittle pikachu, I shall tell you the tale of how I became Queen Genett."
The cat pokemon lay with her prey beneath her paws, licking his wounds tenderly while beginning her story.
"It began so long ago...I was a purloin at the time..."
Abandoned, she wandered the forest, wet, cold, and tired, until she collapsed in the mud.
"Doom found me and took pitty on me, raising me as his own daughter..."
Bashing the ratatata to the young purloin, Doom smiled as she pounced, then stood with the small thing squirming under her. The kitten smiled and scratched the rat with one sharp claw, gigling as her prey squeaked painfuly.
"Now I'm all grown up, you see. My cruel instincts have reached their peak, and now I have a CUTE little helpless PIKACHU to break, train, and have as my fluffy, loyal SERVANT!"
She cackled, then continued cleaning Pikachu, purring as he trembled beneath her tongue.