Tokyo Ghoul: The True Story of a Ghoul

One - Natsume

She pierced through his abdomen, ripping open his guts.

Blood sprayed out, staining the entirety of her clothing with drops of red.

He let out a piercing scream, before being silenced eternally with a final stab.

She smirked, and pulled down her blood-soaked white hood before removing her mask.

Natsume, as she was called, was a true beauty. Large, brown eyes and delicate lips highlighted her pretty facial features. Wavy, brown hair cascaded over her shoulders and down her back. Her fair skin, bathed in the white moonlight glow, only served to make her look more deathly and pale.

Only now, her eyes were not their usual shade of brown. Her scleras were coloured ebony black, and her irises crimson red. The trademark of all ghouls - the kakugan.

Sighing, she stood up, towering over her victim. A gentle breeze blew by, caressing her cheeks, hair, and... kagune. Being an incredibly rare chimera ghoul, she possessed two kagunes - one ukaku and one rinkaku. Her ukaku kagune resembled a pair of angel's wings, capable of shooting crystal-like projectiles at high speeds. Her other kagune, a rinkaku, took the form of white, slender tentacles, and she was able to create up to five tentacles at a time, according to her wishes. Although she could manifest each kagune individually, with the combined power of her kagunes, oftentimes she preferred to use both together in combat and hunting, as this gave her a greater advantage over her opponents and victims.

Like now.

Natsume took a deep breath, inhaling the lingering scent of blood in the air. Her slim figure stood outlined in the moonlight, with her long, white dress fluttering in the breeze.

Turning abruptly, she addressed all behind her, "Come, let us feast on our latest kill. That is what we ghouls live for. The heavenly taste of human flesh."

Kneeling down, she took a bite out of her prey.

Yum.