Dr. Death
Three more people today died mysteriously after their trip to the hospital, claiming they need to get their
blood tested. This is the third time this week that someone was found dead the next day after their trip to the
doctors. Leaving family heartbroken, the mysterious mass murderer now named Dr. Death continues to get away
with heartless deeds leaving the world perplexed. Many wonder what how such murders could occur in a more
than busy hospital and yet there remains no witnesses. Evidence other than the needed blood tests between
the victims vary. Many now hesitate to come in for blood tests because of the terror and horror of Dr. Death.
The fact that someone, coming in to get their blood test, lived in one town, was killed there and their body
showed up half way across the country adds even more fear. Who knows where this killer could show up next.
"Oh my God." Pepper whispered setting the paper down, not wanting to read anymore. How could someone get away this easily? They kill people one day and the next their across the nation killing 5 more people. She stood up and walked around the bed in the middle of the guest room and headed towards the intercom. "Mr. Stark?"
"Yes Miss Potts?" Came Tony's voice. In the background played Black Sabbath's Iron Man, and the clanking of tools twisting and turning.
"Do you know of this 'Dr. Death'?" Pepper asked, eyes straying over to the paper.
"Who doesn't?" Pepper rolled her eyes. All she needed was a straight answer. "Pepper, you know I feel about having conversations over this thing."
"Yes, I do, which is why I'm ending it." Pepper said, annoyed. She was in no mood to deal with Tony Stark.
"Don't be like that." Came a disapproving voice.
"Like what?" Pepper asked, playing the innocent card.
"That's it. I'm coming up." He said, the line going dead. Oh nonono. I am in no mood to talk to him. She briskly walked to the door and locked it, but she knew that wasn't going to be enough. With her back against the door, she heard footsteps coming down the hall.
"Jarvis?" Tony said, nearly to the door.
"Yes Mr. Stark?" Came the familiar British accent.
"She's locked the door hasn't she?" He was at the door.
"Yes sir. Would you like me to unlock it for you?" Damn it Jarvis. She braced herself for the doors to unlock and Tony's strength to push on through.
"No." Pepper relaxed a little. She remained with her back on the door, but turned slightly so that her left ear was closer to the door. "If she doesn't want to talk to me, then I won't force her too." Oh great. The guilt trip.
"Tony..." She could just imagine his sad eyes, a little bit of a smile hidden, always there even in the most horrid of times.
"What exactly did I do to make you so mad?" Pepper could hear him sliding to the floor, and she did the same. She wanted to be ear level.
"Do you think before you speak?" Pepper sighed.
"Occasionally." Tony replied, a smile in his voice. "But what does this have to do with anything?"
"You told the world you are Iron Man. Do you know that not keeping your identity a secret endangers both you -- Tony Stark -- and your alter ego Iron Man. 24/7 danger." Pepper tried to hide the worry in her voice but, as Tony had said time and time again, she couldn't lie let alone hide anything.
"Wow. I didn't know you cared so much." Tony said slightly laughing. "I thought you were all business Miss Potts."
"Don't expect it to happen too often." Pepper laughed.
Tony paused before asking, "So what can I do to make this right?"
Pepper thought for a second, "I want you to plan a save the whales convention." She didn't know where that came from but it was out there and she was fine with it.
"Save the whales? Isn't that a little too cliche for your taste?" Tony chuckled.
"Then...Then I want a save the seals convention instead."
Again, Tony laughed, "Will that be all Miss Potts?"
Pepper thought for a while before adding, "And I want a..a gourmet meal and...and... a new outfit!"
"Can I pick out the outfit?"
"As long as it doesn't look slutty." Pepper replied, not giving Tony any chances. After those few words, silence lay between them. Pepper didn't know weather or not Tony was there or gone or asleep or down in his workshop again, so she put her right up to the door. All she heard was his steady breathing, lulling her to sleep. With each breath she was falling deeper and deeper into sleep, her lids drooping until she was asleep propped up against the door.
"Hello? Dr. Pederson?" There was a knock at the door.
Perfect. "Yes, yes. Come on in." He waved in the attractive blonde, motioning toward the seat next to him.
"Truth is I was a little afraid of coming in today," She giggled, "But...I'm kinda glad I did." she said, twisting her hair around her finger.
"I'm glad you did too." He said flashing a brilliant smile. "Now, I just need you to hold out your arm..." Traci, the blonde, held out her arm, but looked into his ice blue eyes, trying to catch his eye. He knew. All the ladies did that, so he looked back. "Just look into my eyes...and this won't hurt a bit." He said, a smile stretching across his face.
Within seconds, Traci's limp body lay in 'Dr. Pederson's' arms. He was a quick and quiet, stealthy some may say. But all it really took was a charming personality, and a curse. A curse he turned into his gift.
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