Hello all, midnightrebellion86 here.

As some of you know, I'm in the works of redoing my Asylum fic, so here is a series of one-shots. No, they are not pranks like I'm doing with freakshow. These will revolve mainly around Charlotte Brown a.k.a The woman that shot Dr. Arden in the leg.

Charlotte may be a minor character, but she's one of my favorite characters. I hate how things turned out for her in canon. She lost that sexy feistiness she had.

Okay, okay, I'll stop fanboying over Franka Potente now and get this going.

Disclaimer: I don't own American Horror Story: Asylum.

Chapter 1 Role Reversal

It was night time in Boston. But it wasn't a peaceful night time, as the eastern wind was blowing hard against the windows as thick droplets of rain fell from the sky, making a pattering sound outside. Loud crackling of thunder was also heard from outside. The bad weather was not the only thing going on, though.

Laying strapped to an operating table is an old man with a bald head, sinister eyes, a wrinkled face, a scowl and a white beard. The man was squirming and grunting in anger as he tried with all his might to break free from his restraints. This old man is none other than Dr. Arthur Arden. A.K.A Hans Gruper.

Walking slowly over to the strapped down man is a woman with dark brown hair that goes just a little bit passed her shoulders, fair skin and brown eyes. The woman had a lot of hatred behind those brown eyes as she inched closer and closer to the man strapped down to the operating table. This woman is Charlotte Brown, a patient at Briarcliff Manor.

Charlotte crossed her arms as she circled around the operating table and peering down at the man she hated most. "How does it feel to be strapped down for once, you Nazi piece of shit?" Charlotte asked in a German accent. "You're not so tough without the backup of that security guard, are you?"

"Eat shit, bitch!" Dr. Arden spat. "You're damn lucky the power went out the night I had you right where I wanted you."

Five Nights Ago:

Charlotte Brown was strapped to the operating table in Dr. Arden's office. Her 'husband' Mr. Brown peered down from the upper deck watching with a mix of curiousness and fear. Charlotte was crying her eyes out as she was shaking in fear as to what was to become of her.

Dr. Arden had brought out a mask that had a drug for knocking Charlotte unconscious, but just when the evil doctor was about to apply the mask, the power flicked off, making it hard for the doctor to see what he was doing.

Present Time:

Charlotte let out a light chuckle before responding. "It may be a storm out, but a power outage won't stop me from giving you the same thing that you were going to give to me," Charlotte stated. "But you're going to get a lot worse. I want you to feel every ounce of pain I dish out to you. You're going to pay for what you did to the girls in Auschwitz. And more importantly, you're going to pay for what you did to that girl I found in the closet with her legs chopped off. Oh, this is going to be so much fun. Don't you think, Hans Gruper?"

All Dr. Arden did was spit at Charlotte, but he ended up missing her. Charlotte juxt ignored Dr. Arden and went over to his drawer and pulled out a nail and a little hammer.

"Ah, I see you like to use nails and hammers, Gruper," Charlotte mocked as she held up the tools. "I think I know where this nail should go."

Charlotte slowly made her way back over to Dr. Arden, who was still squirming and trying to get free of his binds, but he was having zero luck.

"You can squirm all you want," Charlotte said. "There's no way out for you this time."

Charlotte reached the evil doctor, placed the tools on the little table stationed to the left of the operating table before putting on a pair of gloves, an apron she had stolen from the bakery, some protection goggles and a face mask.

"This is going to get messy really quick." Charlotte said in a muffled tone behind the face mask.

The revenge hungry woman removed Dr. Arden's pants and underwear, exposing his nutsack and three inch dick. Charlotte had to compose herself at the size of Dr. Arden's microscopic dick. She was having a very hard time holding in her laugher, but that didn't mean that she was going to pass up the chance to take a verbal jab at him about it.

"So, is this why you torture women?" Charlotte asked, referring to the Vienna sausage with hair in front of her. "You cum before you even get it in a woman's pussy?"

"SHUT UP!" Dr. Arden shouted in anger.

Charlotte, no longer able to hold it in, broke out into hysterics over Dr. Arden. "Does your left hand get scared and cramp up when you go to jack off?" Charlotte asked in between laughs.

"I SAID SHUT UP!" Dr. Arden shouted angrily again.

"Oh, I'll be quiet," Charlotte said as she picked up the hammer and nail once more. "I'll need to concentrate on the task at hand."

Charlotte grabbed a small slab of metal to hold Dr. Arden's dick upright and she carefully positioned the point of the needle right above the piss hole. With one swift downward motion, Charlotte hammered the needle into Dr. Arden's piss hole, causing the evil Nazi doctor to let out a long blood curdling scream as blood began to seep out of the dick hold. The needle was not lodged inside the dick, and would need to be yanked out.

"I'LL GET YOU FOR THIS, YOU BITCH!" Dr. Arden shouted as tears of agony rolled down his wrinkled cheeks.

The storm from outside was still brewing as Charlotte walked over and grabbed two slightly bigger nails and brought them over to the table.

"Do Nazi's celebrate Christmas?" Charlotte asked.

Dr. Arden was in too much pain to even answer the question.

"I'm Jewish, but I have heard of the nutcracker," Charlotte said. "I don't know any of the lyrics, or how it goes, so I guess I'm left to come up with my own music and lyrics."

Charlotte positioned the first rusty nail above Dr. Arden's right nut before holding it in place. She grabbed the hammer, and with all her might, she hammered the nail, crushing Dr. Arden's right nut, causing a gross gushing sound and blood splattering everywhere and Dr. Arden's screams becoming shrill. Charlotte decided to use the shrill screams and cries along with the thundering, heavy winds and rain as the background music as she began to sing.

Song Start:

Oh, on a lovely stormy night, I take my hammer and a nail

I hold the nail in place, then I bring down the hammer with all my might

I crack open some Nazi Nuts, cause that's what I do when it rains outside.

Charlotte repeated the first three lines one more time before doing the same to the second nut.

Oh, when I hear him scream, it's music to my ears

Hearing the squishy sound and the shrill cries just brings me joy

Oh, I love cracking Nazi Nuts.

Song End:

Charlotte finished singing before going over and grabbing another hammer and a needle.

"Oh, now it's time for the grand finale," Charlotte said. "You're going to get what you tried to give me. Enjoy your transorbital lobotomy, Hans Gruper."

With that, Charlotte stuck the needle in Arden's eye and hammered it into his brain, killing the old Dr. Arden/Hans Gruper, once and for all.

The doors were broken into, and Frank and Sister Jude rushed in before Charlotte could do any further harm.

"Put the hammer down, or I'll shoot you where you stand." Frank threatened.

That's it for this one-shot.

I wanted to make this longer and add more torture, but I have plenty more in store for him. I will be having Sister Jude and Shelley each get a chance to torture Dr. Arden, but most of the one-shots will involve Charlotte.

Bye for now.