"Master! Where are you?" A man stumbled down the white tiled hallway, long blonde hair cascading over his shoulders. His arms reached out in supplication, tears streaming down his face. "Don't leave me, Master!"
"Mr. Lee!" A voice scolded. "What are you doing up and about?" A stern looking woman bustled down the corridor. She grabbed him by the shoulders and gently steered him in the opposite direction. "You could have hurt yourself."
The blonde stared at her with blank blue eyes. "Have you seen Master?"
The woman patted him on the shoulder. "No, I have not. Why don't we go wait in your room?"
He twisted his head to stare over his shoulder, deaf to her words. "He left to fight the wolf lord, but he didn't come back."
"Mr. Lee. It is time to return to your room."
The man seemed to notice her for the first time. "Frankenstein." He looked at her seriously. "My name is Frankenstein. That is who Master will be looking for, so I need to be Frankenstein so he can find me."
The nurse sighed. "All right Frankenstein. Let's get off to bed now."
Frankenstein smiled.
-Noblesse-
In an apartment building across the city, a coffin hissed open. From it rose a young looking man who strode to the window and gazed out at the city swathed in darkness.
He flicked his hand and the balcony doors slid open. He stepped out onto the balcony and felt the breeze and smelt the unfamiliar scents of the city. It was strange. How long had he slept for humans to have advanced this far? He didn't know. What to do? He could try to find his way back to Lukedonia. It would take a while, if he even could. Would Frankenstein be there waiting for him?
His stomach fluttered slightly in anxiety. Was Frankenstein even alive? He reached out along the bond between them trying to determine his loyal servant's wellbeing. He felt close by, remarkably so, definitely within the same city. He was alive, and physically healthy, but mentally…he couldn't establish a telepathic connection. Something was wrong.
He stepped up onto the balcony railing and leapt off into the night.
He jumped from building to building, following the ghostly cobweb on the link. It drew him to a large building on the edge of the city. There was a big sign in the front, presumably declared the function of the building, but he couldn't read it. There was also a large fence around the entire property.
He leaped over the metal fence and approached the building. He tried to open the door, but it wouldn't open. His hand twitched and something crunched and the door swung slowly open. The hallways were silent and dark as he walked towards where he felt Frankenstein to be. He turned the corner and came face to face with a large human.
The human jumped, then drew a big stick from his belt and demanded something angrily. Not understanding, he just looked at him.
-Noblesse-
Sean was quite bored as he paced down the silent hallway. Nothing interesting even really happened during the night shift, except the occasional screaming. At first that had frightened him out of his wits, but now it was just annoying, especially because he had to run to make sure it was just one of the patients, not a murder or something.
Immersed in his thoughts, he jumped in surprise as a teenager turned the corner in front of him. He yanked his baton from his belt and demanded, "What are you doing in here?"
The kid didn't answer, just sort of stared at him blankly. He waved his hand in front of his face. "Hey, who are you, kid?" No reaction.
This was weird, Sean thought. The kid didn't look like he understood a word he said. Was he a patient who had gotten out of his room? He wasn't dressed like one, but still there was a nurse on duty, better to ask and make sure.
"Come with me." He beckoned at the kid and started to walk away. He looked back after a couple of steps and saw him following silently. Strange kid.
He walked down to the nurse's station, where Nurse Masters sat doing some paperwork. "Hey, Nurse Masters," she looked up at him. He moved to one side so she could see his quiet shadow. "is this one of your patients?"
The nurse frowned at him. "No. What is he doing here?"
Sean rubbed the back of his neck uncomfortably. "Dunno. Found him wandering the halls, he doesn't seem to understand anything I say to him. He hasn't said a word either."
Nurse Masters looked as confused as Sean felt. She looked at the kid and asked him, "Can you understand me?"
The kid didn't answer. Just as she was about to ask another question, he opened his mouth and asked, "Frankenstein?"
Nurse Masters couldn't believe what she was hearing. This kid appeared in the middle of the night and didn't speak a word, but to now ask for a patient by a name he had given himself in his delusion.
Before she could respond, they heard an echoing bang of a reinforced door being flung open. Shortly after they could hear the sound of running feet coming closer. Then Mr. Lee appeared, sprinting around the corner, only to skid to a stop at the sight of the kid. His eyes widened and his face grew pale, as his body went rigid. "Master?" he whispered tremulously.
The kid turned around and looked at him. "Frankenstein." He greeted softly. That was all the man needed, he flung himself to his knees in front of the kid, wrapped his arms around the kid's legs, and bawled into his thighs.
Sean and the nurse were struck silent. They flinched backwards as the kid turned to look at them. He waved his hand and they dropped to the floor unconscious.
-Noblesse-
Frankenstein clung to his master, scarcely believing his presence. He was aware that he was crying, an unseemly display in front of his master, but he couldn't seem to stop.
He felt his master's hand come down to pat him gently on the shoulder, and reluctantly untangle his arms from his master's body, and looked up, his face still wet with tears. It had been so many long years, so many centuries since he had seen his master. There had been a gaping void on the other end of the link that they had shared, an emptiness that had eaten away at him. Now, for the first time in over eight hundred years, the emptiness was gone, and he was whole.
Master looked down at him with concern and he swallowed self-consciously. He must look pathetic. Frankenstein felt a well of shame and dropped his eyes. He was a wreck, he was useless to his master.
He felt fingers under his chin tilt his face up. Reluctantly he looked up into Master's eyes. "It's alright." His master soothed. "We are together again, and shall not be parted."
Frankenstein's muscles relaxed at the words. His master never lied. He got to his feet and gave his master a small smile tugging anxiously at the ends of his sleeves.
His master smiled back, then turned and walked away. "Come, Frankenstein."
Frankenstein startled, then took a few quick steps to catch up to his master. He reached out and took hold of Master's sleeve. Master said nothing and led them out of the hospital, together.