The Ripper

                                    

                                          
I hummed a happy tune as I watched the two Survivors I captured fly off in the Rocket Chairs.
                          
I enjoyed their panicked yells
as they flew off.
                          
Not long after, another Rocket Chair launched. 
                          
I silently cheered for Leo.
                          
Slowly, I walked off in search of more Survivors to capture. We're going to win today! I thought, as I admired the moonlight reflecting from my claws.
                          
I saw someone running around, oblivious to my presence, it seems.
                          
I realized that it was Emma.
                          
I then realized that I was blushing behind the mask.
                          
...wait, what?
                          
No, no, no! I am the predator, and she is the prey. I'm not supposed to think like this.
                          
But if that's so, why did I find Emma Woods so goddamn enthralling?
                          
Well, I don't think I should confess to her today. Leo seems to care quite a lot about the young Gardener.
                          
As I snapped back into reality, I realized that Emma was gone.
                          
I looked around. 
                          
Yep, she was nowhere to be seen.
                          
I inwardly cursed myself for being so lovestruck.
                          
I stood still, and listened to the sounds of the wind and...something else.
                          
Emma was still nearby, and she was at a cipher machine.
                          
I walked over to her. She was still unaware. I raised my clawed hand up, but somehow I couldn't find it in myself to hit her.
                          
Instead, I lightly gripped her shoulder with my unclawed hand.
                          
Ever so slowly, Emma turned around.
                          
She was about to yell, but I placed a single finger on her mouth. "Shh."
                          
She nodded frantically, and I took away my hand.
                          
"What could such a lovely young maiden be up to, walking deep in the night?" I cooed.
                          
"...!" Her face turned red.
                          
I laughed. Not a creepy intimidating laugh, but a genuine one.
                          
"W-well..." She looked away and stammered, "Perhaps y-you could lead t-this maiden to safety...?"
                          
I grinned beneath my mask.
                          
Hiding my excitement, I stepped back and bowed deeply to her. 
                          
"As you wish, milady."