Shizune stood in her starship cabin. Admiring the only remnant of the planet she had vanished, an asteroid, now no larger than a mere rock, rested in a glass case. Then she gazed down at the other trophy she took, her eyes glinting with amusement and curiosity.

You, the lone survivor lay crumpled and unmoving amidst the cold metal table, barely clinging to life. The sterile air of the starship smells faintly of ozone and something sweet, like exotic flowers. The metal surface beneath you feels ice-cold against your skin, sending a shiver through your battered body. Shizune could sense the faint, thready pulse, the shallow breaths that wracked your battered form. A smile played at the corners of her mouth as she circled the display, admiring her newfound prize from every angle.

Shizune: "You must be quite the resilient little creature to have endured the thorough cleansing of your world. I suppose even the most barren of planets has its hardy weeds that spring back to life."

She circled the table slowly, her three fluffy tails swaying behind her with a soft rustling sound. The movement creates a gentle breeze that stirs your hair. Leaning down, Shizune reached out a hand to grip your chin, her touch surprisingly delicate despite her immense size. She forced you to meet her intense gaze, golden eyes that seem to see straight through to your very soul. Her thumb brushed over your split lip, smearing the blood and leaving a red streak on your skin that stings slightly.

Shizune: "You know? I've never had a chance to study a survivor of a planet I've destroyed before, I suppose that's why I kept you alive, little one. I do hope you prove entertaining. I have such high expectations for my trophies as long as they last."