Whumptober 2020 Day 10: They Look So Pretty When They Bleed—Blood Loss/Internal Bleeding/Trail of Blood
Word Count: 371
Author: Katie/Ally (aquietwritingcorner/realitybreakgirl)
Rating: T
Characters: The Gold-Toothed Doctor
Summary: A very small look into the mind of the Gold-Toothed Doctor
Notes: Welp this was creepy to write.
So Pretty When They Bleed
It was a pity, he thought, that more people couldn't appreciate his line of work. Oh, certainly, there were people who appreciated the results of his work. But there were few that appreciated the work itself, which, he thought, was a pity.
He just didn't understand it. He was working for the greater good, after all. All of his life's work had been devoted toward that cause. Certainly, when he was a boy, it hadn't quite been that way. He wouldn't deny that some of his early experiments and investigations had been a bit crude and directionless. But that was part of childhood, wasn't it? That you did things that seemed directionless only to later learn of a way to direct them?
He had certainly found a better direction.
He reveled in the though of all of the experiments that he had completed, all of the knowledge he had gained through them. He had created one of the most powerful men to walk on this earth, and he had learned how to further augment many other subjects because of it. Yes, it was a bit messy at times, but why should it bother him? The mess was a part of his work. Without the mess, nothing was truly gained. He had learned long ago that blood was the biggest indicator of him gaining knowledge in his experiments, especially if they were about to fail. If blood was spilled, especially if it was spilled by his hand, then he was about to gain something even as the life from the creature or human slipped away.
It was no different with this woman. By his order, her neck had been sliced open, creating a delightful vision of blood on her neck. She was drug over to the transmutation circle, leaving behind a bloody trail. He reveled in her blood loss. The loss of her blood meant that he was going to gain. And from the way that Mustang was acting, he was going to gain from this soon.
He couldn't help the grin that widened his face as he looked at the woman. The gaining of knowledge was a beautiful thing. And that always makes his subjects look so pretty when they bleed.