Stein twitched. He could feel the insanity in him begin to increase. Just being around her caused the Kishin's wavelength of insanity amplifies inside him. How someone so vile and evil could cause such a reaction just by being here; it all intrigued him. Medusa was indeed an interesting specimen. He cranked the giant screw protruding from his skull until it snapped into place. Fixing his glasses, he gave the decadent witch a sharp glare.
"Of course I did..." he spat out in a witty retort.
"Not very many of my specimens come back voluntarily."
A grimacing grin came over him as he leaned in over Medusa, eyes widened and showing his madness. He raised his hands around her head suggesting he'd choke the life from her.
"I'll dissect you for sure this time!"
Her smile toward him was now vicious and seductive, showing that the insanity of the Dr. Stein had no affect on her. Her eyes gleamed like a snake charmers.
"You think you have that ability? You poor soul." she said in a grimly manner. Her hands rose to his chest fingers roaming it like a snake in the sand. "You knew it was only a matter of time before you realized the illusions you are having."
A sinister chuckle passed her lips. "Do I feel real? Do I have the warm touch like the living? The skin like a woman? The one that you killed." She taunted.
Her touch edged at the insanity in him to further its growth. His mind was made up already. His hands froze in position around her head as she spoke. When she finished with her haunting words, he couldn't help but the chuckle manically to himself. His hands being in the position they were, were perfect for him. Passing his soul wavelength through him he used it to electrocute the evil witch as he screamed over the sound of the electricity being forced into her body.
"My Dear witch Medusa, if you think you can't be killed then you are more insane that I AM!" He released his 'treatment' and watched as she fell almost lifelessly and charred to the ground. Staring down at the smoldering witch with disgust he spoke once more in a monotone.
"I'm not naive as to how you survived. Shattering your soul was a gamble, even for you. Be assured, I won't let you get away from me so easily this time...My specimen."
Those last words left on his face a mincing smile.
She appeared behind him completely unharmed, her eyes red. For some reason her and her taunting voice would not leave. "Indeed, I won't get away, you won't let me."
Could she have been ever growing illusion ever since that night? To survive something like that should only make it seem natural. She was truly was playing a game with him and his mind.
Her smirk grew. "The insane was you and ONLY you. You keep talking on to something that is not there. Do you truly want more democracy? Over the one who brought you a world where you can be yourself? Not hide."
Stein watched as the smoldering witch vanished before his eyes, only to reform behind him. It sent a chill down his spine as he listened, further sinking into madness. He couldn't touch her, was she really just an illusion? No, it was just his frustration building up. He slouched over grinning to himself sinisterly. He couldn't fight off the insanity much longer. Something had to be done to make her leave; or at least, let him be. That night under the school ran through his mind erratically. He was searching for some hint of weakness. Anything he could use against her. Then he remembered her words at the dance earlier in the evening.
"Did you mean it? I wont believe it until you prove it, but did you mean it? The I love you part."
He slowly regained his posture and stood straight. Turning to face the witch he looked in her eyes to see if she was lying or not. His expression was still as creepy as ever. The insanity was creeping over him and he couldn't control it this time. Another twist of the bolt snapped his thoughts on Medusa.
"You're certainly not an illusion my dear witch. Illusions don't have Soul wavelengths and yours is vile in all manners. However, being 'myself' does sound nice."
He raised both hands to Medusa's shoulders and leaned in close. His lips sparked with his wavelength a little at being so close to hers. He spoke to her soft enough that only she could hear.
"We're the same, you and I... The difference is, I don't need illusions to face my fears...Medusa sensei~
wont you come out and play?"
Through the beginning of his actions, her smile faded, her eyes had yet to say the same. She wanted to know where he was getting at with this. Her mind pondered everything for a quick moment.
"I am playing Dr. Stein." she mumbled viciously. "Your mind intrigues me. The words you think are right, amuses me." She raised her hands to his cheeks. "What do you care my words are truth or fiction anyways?"
The arrow of her abilities arises underneath him, pushing him back full force. She sits still smirking once more. Serious soon another chuckle arose.
Stein never removed his eyes from her. It was almost as if he expected the attack. He caught himself and slide to a stop before he stood erect and sunk his hands into his pockets. He pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and then replaced his hands in his lab coat. A chuckle came out from him as well. The half insane scientist stared down Medusa, a fellow scientist. He hid his eyes behind the glare of his glasses in the moonlight.
"You wont let me dissect you at all will you? How sad this makes me. Dont you think you're being a bit mean, Medusa?"
A small plume of smoke shaped itself into a shinigami skull and rose into the atmosphere from the end of the cigarette. The way he was talking to her seemed almost friendly, but thus was Steins demeanor towards the witch. She was, after all, a fellow scientist. He seemed to have his head on straight, for the most part. It would seem she feared him getting too close. It was all a part of his little 'experiment'. Or maybe it was a precaution. After all, she was nearly killed the last time he was that close to her. Either way, This witches soul intrigued him.
"So what is it that you're after this time, Medusa? Or am I just that special to you..." he taunted with a smile peering at her through the bottom of his glasses as his head tilted back a little.
"Have you not figured it out yet? From every action I took, every person I involved, it should be easy enough. More or less don't get your hopes up on any truth to your last statement."
She figured he was up to something more then dissection so she was up to something as well. Soon the thought went onto that wench Marie. The one the she was keeping a close eye on.
Her facial expression twitched as she moved on. Her footing moved towards Stein. "In any case...there is nothing mean about it. Should it seem to give me something in return besides life." she ended with a hiss of pleasure.
"I'm sorry."
Stein's expression shot to serious instantly as he cranked the giant screw once more. When it clicked this time it sounded a lot like a gun shot. Medusa's advance towards him was stopped immediately, much to her surprise. Stein had taken all motor function away from her, save the ability to speak.. He advanced towards her and began to explain, although he knew she had probably figured it out by now what had happened.
"You cant have me Medusa"
His expression grew more sinister and satisfying the closer he got. He pulled from his lab coat a marker and began to plot out his cutting lines on medusa's skin.
"Soul Sewing has turned you into my obedient little patient. Where shall I start first? Shall I rip your heart out? Or maybe a Lung? Or maybe a stab through the Aorta and just watch as you bleed to death from the inside out. Its all so appealing. You can decide."
He took out a scalpel from his coat and brushed it lightly along her cheek, leaving a small cut. The sight of her blood excited him. He'd tear her to shreds and play with the remains at this rate.
She knew this all to well before, though he was not in the same state, so it seemed. Still a smile crept on her face from this interesting event. Her eyes grew with a delicate thrill. "Oh is that what you think of it?" She snickered. A black snake had gotten around her by this point with a arrow crowed below to push him back again. She flipped back and slid to the wall.
"You shouldn't start with me. If you know what's good for you and that Marie."
Stein caught himself once more and fixed his glasses as he stood. He waved his finger back and forth tauntingly which in turn forced medusa to imitate him. At the snap of a finger she was once again sewn to the wall she escaped to. Their expressions didn't change. Stein charged at her being careful to avoid the vector plate she used to repel him as well as keeping an eye out for anything else she might try...
"Marie-Chan is a Death Scythe, She can handle herself. Are you Jealous of her?" he taunted the constrained witch as he drew his wavelength into both hands and forced a giant blast through her.
"Double Soul purge, TWIN LANCE!"
She was becoming agitated with him. Was she really at a deadline? Her body became eager to get from his ensnare. The attack was coming right at her. One more time the snake flew from her dark and painted blood stream. The untie came forth once more as the vex sent her away. She was doing the same old tricks and decided to think of new options. "That wouldn't last long."
"Jealousy is not what I go for. It's not worth my time. People just getting in the way need to be tampered with. You decline me but my body is only of use to you? If that's the case...you'll have to think twice."
"Misguided Medusa, your body is indeed interesting, but I want the whole damn thing!"
Steins insanity began to take hold of him once more. In his eyes, he had already gone mad. Greed crept up as he eyed the witch, examining her head to toe.
"I'm not denying you, Just trying to figure out why its me that you want. Whats your obsession with me Medusa? Is it the thrill of driving me insane? Using my already large insanity against me? Or is it that you have a physical interest in me. Whatever the case, the more you try to play head games, the more I want to strangle the life out of you."
Stein was snapping. The insanity in him has finally completely taken over. He needed Marie-Chan. Fast. Then he stopped... His soul wavelength changed. He was calm. Something inside him snapped. That was for certain. He looked up with maddening eyes at the witch. His expression went from mad and insane, to sinister and murderous. Steins true nature had awoken.
"So I'm your favorite test subject then. Lets do one more experiment then shall we... Medusa-chan~"
Stein commanded the soul stitches and forced her to walk over to him as he did to her. When they were face to face he noticed another of her snakes slipping loose to come to her defense. In one motion, he leaned in and kissed the witch allowing a surplus of his wavelength to flow through her, stitching the snake to the ground.
"You are indeed an interesting scientist.. But I, my dear, am Mad. Drive me insane however much you want, I don't care anymore."
Stein rose both arms and fixed his hands on either side of her head. He was going to make sure she felt this one. Using most of the wavelength he poured into her with the kiss, he completely froze Medusa, effectively turning her into a cadaver.
"Dont hate me for this..."
"Soul Menace."
Lightning stuck that very instant, guided by Steins insanity and wavelength. Stein wanted her alive…but why?
All she could do was obey him. Her body moved with him and that interesting wavelength. She was getting confused by this point. She also did not have time to respond before his lips pried into hers. Her eyes narrowed to this her struggles was a waste less effort. Now, she could not run.
Soon those intense eyes widened like they were begging and not from the shock going through her body. She had so much more to say and this was it. The inside of her body rambled on in screams and hisses. Her mouth opened to say something but it was nothing more then the wind.
Stein looked on at the witch from his lab chair. She hadn't moved in quite a while. He wondered if maybe he over did it. The insanity was still influencing him and in this state, he didn't want to let his prized specimen go to waste. He picked up the charred witch and carried her back to his operating table. He was, after all, a doctor, and a witch was a terrible thing to waste. He knew she wasn't dead because if she was, then her soul would have materialized before him. Since that didn't happen, he figured he would 'rig' her up so that he could keep an eye on her.
An hour later he left the operating table and made some coffee. He had completely sewn the witch up, head to toe. He could control her every movement if he wanted. He sat in his lab chair and sipped his coffee with a sense of accomplishment. He couldn't wait for his new 'Puppet' to wake up. She was going to absolutely hate him for this, but he didn't care. The insanity's affects had worn away by now. He was going to enjoy turning the tables for her.
Her eyes cast open in anger. She had realized that her body has been a subject and something could be completely different about her. Her eyes change to a laughing matter as she sat up. She felt the stitching around her beautiful body and tested it. Her gaze looked towards Stein.