The Doctor
Fandom: 666satan/O-Parts Hunter
==666==
Meet Doctor Turner. He is just like your average doctor, specialising in physical injuries. He is a very famous doctor, having traveled up and down the continent just to help the wounded.
A strange case troubled dear Doctor Turner, for it was a case that would be paid for by the Zenom Corporation. The word Zenom never meant good news, especially when injuries were involved. Packing his steathoscope, he set off.
=6=
Once arrived, he was briefed on "absolute confidentiality" and how severe the punishment would be if he were to tell another living soul about any injuries he may sustain during his patient's treatment. He was also told how he could avoid such injuries. Of course, he had heard this brief many times before. The last time he had heard it, he had almost gotten himself killed while performing surgery on a mad jugglar. Near death experiences have a way of grinding safety rules into your brain.
After the briefing, he was ushered into a cell. There lay a skinheaded man with the number of the beast, 666, stained on his forehead. Doctor Turner tried to ask him questions, but every time the patient would just answer:
"Cold. I'm... so cold."
==666==
The good doctor went back outside after about half an hour, where he was escorted to "The Transaction Room". He was very familiar with this room, for it's riches had saved his hide time and time again. On the table lay a sack of money, and behind that was a man, casually smoking a cigar, shrouded in darkness.
"Well, good doctor," his "employer" began, "what do you suggest we do to help our patient?"
Doctor Turner began to sweat. He swallowed the lump in his throat, and gaining all the courage he could, said:
"Get that man a blanket!"
And with that, he took his sack of money and left. Never to be seen again.
"Uhh, sir?" asked one of the man's bodyguards, "don't you think it was a little cruel to put a venomous snake in that sack of money?"
"Roy, when you've been in the business as long as I have, you'll learn that's the KINDEST thing I coulda done to him!"
And with that, the man threw back his head and laughed toward the heavens.
AN: It's stuff like this that make me stay away from 3rd person. I overemphasize some parts and underemphasise others in rapid succession, creating a lumpy mess of a story. A story should flow together, not sorta... lump together. Plus, seriously, what's with that ending?
