This story is the product of reading Frankenstein by Mary Shelley in my British Lit class and, the wonderful story called Snowdrop by K. M. Benidir2012. I can't wait to read the next chapter of Snowdrop. I strongly recommend it!
This is my first ever Frankenstein fanfiction. I do not own anything except my Character. If you recognize it, it belongs to Shelley.
Reviews are welcome. Flames are not. This story is done out of pure fun and imagination.
Victor stared down at the torn corpse on the cold metal slab. He had torn her to pieces before the eyes of the creature. His hand trembled at his side of what devilish wrath may bestow upon him. Stepping away from the corpse Victor fled to one of the smaller bedrooms. Upon opening the door, his body froze as his eyes gazed down at the figure before him.
The form of a naked woman with the most beautiful alabaster skin lay there. Only a thin bed sheet covered her flesh from his eyes. Victor had found this woman's body lying on the ground after having been murdered. Pulling back the sheet, Victor once again saw the work of her murderer. She had been stabbed in the heart. Judging by the size of the wound, the weapon in question had more than likely been a long but large kitchen knife. He could only imagine the fear that would have been present on her beautiful face. Her murderer had then tried to chop her up into pieces, but he had done a terrible job about it. Her arm had been cut free at the shoulder and that had been the end of it.
All of the other cuts to her body were superficial at most. All were deep wounds indeed but the killer had lost all strength he had to continue down through the bone and the rest of the muscles and tissue. Cuts across her neck, chest, and legs had been stitched and the tissues and veins realigned. He had maimed her! The very thought of someone doing such a dreaded thing to a beautiful specimen enraged Victor. He had deemed her perfect upon first sight of her. Yet in his mind he knew that she was too beautiful to be given to that beast of a creation of his.
How he gazed upon her face. 'Oh such beauty', he thought once again. Her hair pooled about her like a dark halo above her head. Thick and black as a raven's feathers. It had matched that of her supposed mates hair. It made her pale skin, pale not yellow, stand out as it glowed in the dim light.
However, a question still remained in Victor's mind. Would she be like him? The thought weighed heavily upon him the more he thought about it. Again that wavering curiosity began to creep back into his head. Dare he find out? The unwavering curiosity began to rise like the waters of a great flood.
Victor plucked the body from the bed as he took off to the lab once again. The torn body parts were thrown from the slab only to land with horrific thuds on the ground. he took care in laying her down on the slab with the blanket still wrapped around her. The pads of his fingers traced her jaw line as a bolt of lightning flashed overhead. Victor's eyes gazed up at the heavens as more rain came down. As though he himself had been struck by lightning he began to strap her down. His machines set up to once more bring life back to a corpse.
He did not have to wait long for the lightning was active tonight. He watched the needles on the dials spike rapidly. A smile came to his face as a surge of electricity shot through the body. His heart raced as his own body seemed to come alive with excitement. Soon after, all went quiet in the lab. Victor's heavy breathing was all that could be heard over the sounds of the storm outside. He drew closer only to notice that she was not moving.
Victor could feel his heart falling into the pit of his stomach. His hands quickly unbound her arm before his hand pressed against the flesh of her wrists. No pulse vibrated in her veins. His breathing increased as his hand flew to her neck. Once more there would be no pulse to find. With a heavy sigh his forehead came to rest against the arm of the female.
Had he failed? Was he only able to bestow the gift of life but once? why could he give life to that grotesque creature and not to this one?! More and more questions filled Victor's brain to the point of pain. His temples throbbed in frustration at those blasted questions.
A sound reached his ears breaking his thoughts and snapping him back to reality. Twigs and pebbles crunching as though they were being walked upon. Victor felt a chill run down his spine. Had the creature returned? The body before him caught his eye once again. Had she been seen?! Victor moved as quick as the lightening that still cracked above his head. Taking the body into his arms he carried her back to the bedroom.
He let her fall onto the bed as he covered her with the sheets. The door slammed closed behind him encasing the room in darkness. The sound echoed like the thunder that rang in Victor's ears. Another flash of lightening briefly illuminated the room and the body of the female.
Slowly, her fingers began to twitch.
