Name: Maximum "Wings" Ridley

Alias as a killer: The BirdWatcher (I didn't want to be called the HillBilly :3)

Age: 20

Dairy entry about her:

A most terrible woman to behold. Her face appeared to covered by a plague doctor's mask. She carries a large club with what I think are sharp bird beaks sticking out of it, which she wields with devastating violence, seemingly imbuing her with the ability to fly for a minute. Her advantage is also a weakness as her birds flying around her can give away her position. So I have tried to heighten my sense of sound. Honing in on any sound that is the flapping of wings, cawing or not stemming from nature.

Backstory:

The daughter of wealthy landowners Maxwell Ridley and Rose Ridley, Max had a love for the sky and the air at a very young age. She would often look up at the sky, help her mother with her bird farm or go flying on her father's hot air balloon. That's how she would spend a good portion of her life. But as you know, all good storys must come to a end. One day, while her mother and her feeding the birds in the farm, her father can be heard screaming in agony. She told Max to look after the birds as she ran in the house. Seconds turned into minutes and minutes into hours. She heard multiple footsteps. She went to the upper level of the barn, where she has been working on something. According to Mom, her Dad and Mom met under a tree. That tree was struck by lightning. She had gotten a large piece of wood from the tree and started to make a bat. She grabbed the bat with the beaks of the dead birds all over it. She heard a large amount of cawing and some gun shots, but after it was all done, she only heard silents. She went down to see the people who had killed her parents. They were a group of people. Their face were clawed off along with chucks of their hair. Some of the birds were dead. Max took off their beaks and put them on her bat.

After the deed was done, she continued to live her life at the farm, taking out her deranged violence on any trespassers. She showed no mercy to anyone who dare harm her birds. Multiple bodies were found every week. Bright Wing Farm was quickly settled and the land split up and sold off. There was never a buyer for the farmhouse. Perhaps it was the sound of non-stop cawing you could hear throughout those hot summer nights.