They left behind such a mess.

They. Why say "They" when its "She"?

Chapter 7: Tainted

Age: 15

Maria was humming late one night after finishing her work. A woman lay on a table completely bare with a couple stitches on her chest and neck, breathing shallowly. Maria glanced back, trying to hide her disappointment. She had just brought this woman back to life but it seemed as if the woman's will wasn't strong enough to keep going. "What am I to do with you if you are not even strong enough to sit up?" Maria asked, walking back over to the wooden table the woman lay on.

"Our latest one not doing well?" Alfred asked after walking into the cellar.

"No, she has no will. I can keep adding life force but it won't do any good if her soul doesn't have the will to start creating her own," she sighed before looking back at Alfred. He was looking down at her adoringly and she couldn't help but smile. At first she had been nervous about telling him she could bring back the dead but when he caught her in the act he had surprised her by admiring her skills so openly. Since that day he had use her skills often, using her creations as slaves and maids.

"Guess you have to put her out of her misery," he muttered softly.

"Guess so," she replied, pulling the metal spike she had kept from Dis Pater out of her apron pocket. "Sorry, it could have ended differently," she muttered before sinking it deep into the woman's barely beating heart, the sternum making a sickening crack as it was shattered. "I shall dispose of her."

"That can wait," Alfred quickly said before she could even step away.

"Okay then," she muttered, pulling out her lilac perfume and spraying it around the room as she always did after a death. Alfred didn't quite like the smell but it calmed Maria down so he could deal with it.

"Come here Maria," Alfred said. She looked back at him but soon walked over. Alfred smirked before pulling her into a tight embrace.

"Oh doctor," she sighed happily, starting to giggle as he kissed her neck.

"Mmm, Maria," he said softly, his hand slowly moving to start unbuttoning her dress.

"D-Doctor, we shouldn't," she said, backing up, no matter how badly she wished to stay in his arms.

"Why not?"

"Your wife," she replied, moving over to a mirror, to fix herself.

"She doesn't have to know," he said, moving to stand behind her.

"She already doesn't like me though," Maria said, staring into her reflection, more precisely into her emerald green eyes. She didn't know what happened to her baby blue ones but something about this new color just didn't sit well with her.

"It doesn't matter she can't harm you while I'm here," he said, slowly moving her hair back from her face. Maria stayed silent and stared into her eyes. Alfred seemed to notice this and spoke up, "Your green eyes are so beautiful. You know they say green eyes are from toxins being in the body and that you can't have natural green eyes."

"They used to be blue," she breathed, Alfred moving away to leave.

"From toxins in the body," she muttered after he left, fingers resting near her eye. "Toxins are tainting my eyes. I'm tainted," she whispered to herself, not sure what to make of this stray thought. In the end she smiled, "Hear that mom even when tainted and doing what I love, what you considered disgusting, I'm still able to catch the eye of a high class man. Bet you didn't see that coming," she said, turning away to face the dead woman. Time to clean up.