A/N: Hello once again all! I just wanted to thank everyone that's reviewed! So thank you to the guest reviewers and to ziggy11 for your reviews! I'm always happy to see new ones and I do hope and can keep meeting your expectations and make you happy! Unfortunately now is the part where I do a little self promotion (sorry) but please if you are enjoying this story go have a look at my other RHPS stories, or any of my others I have many Harry Potter and Sweeney Todd stories as well! All that aside thank you again please keep reading and reviewing and I look forward to seeing you again soon!
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-III-
Laura was only able to catch small flashes of what was happening after she passed out but they mostly contained Frank's silhouette and voice accompanied by the monotone tones of the male servant Riff Raff. When she finally came around her head was throbbing like someone was using a jackhammer on the inside of her skull, even the tiniest sound made her cringe, but thankfully the only true sound in the room was her own breathing and the hum of some kind of machine.
Giving a slight groan she sat up holding her head, refusing to open her eyes yet, before she felt a hand grab her wrist and pull her hand away from her head and something be gently placed against her lips.
"Drink this down pet, it will help."
Laura's eyes snapped open at once hearing the velvety smooth British voice, her mind reeled as she looked around the unfamiliar pink tiled room before looking at Frank who was holding a glass to her lips. Whatever was in the glass was green and smelled horrible making her close her mouth tighter and turn away like a child refusing medicine. Frank gave a sigh taking the glass away and setting it down gently taking her chin in his hand and making her look at him.
"We can do this one of two ways, you can either drink it or I tie you down and force you to."
Laura looked into Frank's green eyes but any sign of true fear he expected was blocked out by determination, she'd withstood so many threats from Jason that at this point Frank's mild threat was a joke. Seeing she wasn't going to comply Frank moved his fingers to the hinge of her jaw and pressed forcing her to open her mouth before grabbing the glass and pouring about a mouthful of the green liquid into her mouth before letting her go and covering her lips with his hand so she had no choice but to swallow it.
Laura closed her eyes trying to shake her head away from his hand as the liquid filled her mouth, tasting even worse than it smelled, but to no use his hold was to tight. She wanted to get the foul tasting stuff out of her mouth but trying to swallow it only yielded the urge to vomit. Frank was growing impatient for her to drink the liquid making his hand tighten over her mouth so she whined.
"Swallow it, it's not going to kill you but my patients are growing thin."
Laura listened to his words and squeezed her eyes shut forcing herself to drink the mouthful shuddering as it seemed to make her insides ice cold. Feeling her swallow Frank sighed and removed his hand taking a step back looking her over carefully making her blush a little and look down to avoid his gaze but scream the moment she looked down.
She was sitting on some kind of exam table completely naked, not a stitch of clothing, but that wasn't the weird part at all no the weird part was that she could physically see her once lightly tanned skin turning just as ghostly pale as Frank's. Panic taking over her mind Laura tried to rub off the pale color her skin had become but only left a red mark on her skin making her eyes snap to Frank, who was smiling almost proudly.
"What did that shit do to me?! What's happening?!"
As the words came out her voice began to crack and became higher pitched until it was almost glass shattering making her cover her mouth with her hands not wanting to believe the noise came from her. Frank dropped the glass on the floor not caring that it shattered and the green mixture splattered all over the floor as he circled the table his eyes on her smiling like a madman.
"Excellent, the genetic fusion potion works thus far with one small side effect."
He stopped circling as he stood in front of Laura again looking into her eyes.
"What is your name pet?"
Laura's brows knitted together, she'd told him her name or at least her stage name but if he wanted her real name she'd tell him...the only issue was she couldn't remember her real name.
"C-Columbia."
Frank nodded once in approval as she gave the only name she felt was right.
"How old are you?"
"N-nine….Twenty."
Laura felt her eyes widen, she knew that age wasn't right she wasn't twenty years old she was….she couldn't remember that either. Frank nodded again but Laura didn't see it as she tried to recall any of her past but came up empty like her memories were erased, all she could conjure up was that her name was Columbia, she was twenty years old, and that she had been busking on a street corner when Frank picked her up. Suddenly she snapped from her thoughts upon feeling Frank's fingertips on her cheek, she met his gaze but gave no reaction.
His fingers slowly moved from her cheek to her jaw, to her throat where they paused as his gaze burned into her's.
"Sing."
It was a simple command but Laura clamped her mouth shut trying to resist following it. Seeing her reaction Frank's fingers curled around her throat, tight but not tight enough to cut off her oxygen just scare her.
"Sing."
His tone was more forceful this time making Laura shudder and give a small whine before she complied singing a few lines from a song she didn't even know.
"It's just a jump to the left
Then a step to the right
Put your hands on your hips
And bring your knees in tight
But it's the pelvic thrust that really drives you insane,
Let's do the Time Warp again!"
When the words were finished Frank smiled wider than before taking his hand off her throat and moving it to the tops of her breasts.
"Good girl, the potion is mixing well with you. One last test to be sure it is fully functioning."
Laura wanted to push him away and try to escape but before she could even finish the thought Frank kissed her so his lips were crushing against hers a little roughly yet she found she liked the feeling, wanted more of it. Closing her eyes she returned the kiss a little tentative at first then harder when he didn't stop her, she was vaguely aware of his hand's movement until it slipped over her right breast and down her torso to her very center. Somewhere in the back of her mind she got the feeling that she was scared and it made her heart race but at the same time the sensation was overwhelming like she couldn't get enough, she had tasted blood and she wanted more.
Almost as if reading her thoughts and reactions Frank smirked against her lips and gently pushed her down on the table hovering over her without breaking the kiss. She was in a state of euphoria when they were through and she never wanted it to end, of course Frank wasn't going to let that happen as he moved from his place beside her and grabbed a royal purple silk robe from where it had been sitting under the exam table and put it on never taking his eyes off her his eyes a little bored as he took in her appearance.
Laura watched as he moved from where he was standing by her feet to a wall of nothing controls and monitor screens, never taking his eyes off her he pressed a button then pulled a lever before the dark screen produced an image of a room where Magenta was lounging on a large bed a book in hand.
"Magenta find your brother and come to the lab at once."
He waited a moment finally tearing his eyes from Laura to look at the screen scowling seeing Magenta had left the room without giving him an acknowledgment that she'd understood. With a low growl he pushed the lever back up and the screen went dark as Laura sat up watching him, he looked back at her before closing the space between himself and the table in three strides gently taking a few strands of Laura's long brown hair in his fingers looking it over like one looks at something worn out and broken.
"This will have to go, such a horrid color."
Laura looked at her hair her brows knitting together in confusion but Frank ignored it dropping the strands and placing his fingertips to her lips making her look up at him as he hummed in thought.
"I quite like the color here but it needs to be richer, more color in the cheeks and those have got to go."
For a moment Laura worried he was talking about the gold hoops in her ears but learned that he was talking about her clothes as she followed his eyes to where her outfit was lying abandoned and piled in the corner. Suddenly the sound of rattling metal filled the room making both Laura and Frank look over to the lift shaft in time to see the lift shudder to a stop and Riff Raff and Magenta step out. In the light Laura could see more about the pair then she hazily remembered, under Riff's eyes were deep purple bags making him look run ragged and Magenta had barely visible fading purple marks on her neck and called bone.
Upon seeing the siblings Frank helped Laura stand then pushed her closer to Magenta not sparing the domestic a glance as he did so.
"Take her and clean her up, the hair needs to go and she needs a new wardrobe."
Laura looked over her shoulder at Frank but quickly back at Magenta as she grabbed her wrist.
"Yes master."
Frank didn't even acknowledge her response as he turned to Riff and shoved a clipboard of papers into his hands telling him to take notes as he started rattling off things about the potion he'd made Laura drink. Laura didn't get to see much more because Magenta tugged her by the arm to the lift and pushed her in before stepping in and pressing a button that made the lift shudder then begin ascending to the floor above. Laura looked at Magenta feeling a little exposed but pushed it aside opening her mouth to speak but before she could the lift stopped and Magenta opened the gate nudging her out.
"First door in front of you."
Laura glanced back at Magenta before going to the door she was told and stepped inside looking around. The walls were covered by navy blue wallpaper, the floors were dark hardwood that looked charmingly aged, on one side of the room stood a queen sized four poster bed dripping in plum purple colored hangings, sheets and blankets, the only window was covered by a heavy maroon velvet drape and a second door was open to a bathroom with smokey grey walls and a white floor.
Magenta came into the room and pulled Laura over to a chair and made her sit down before dropping a cream silk robe in her lap.
"Put that on and then don't move."
Laura watched her walk to the bathroom before pulling on the robe, tying it then sitting back down as the domestic came back holding a makeup bag in one hand and a bottle of something that resembled strawberry ice cream topping but thicker. Magenta set the bag and bottle down on the floor and took a pair of scissors from her apron and took Laura's hair out of its ponytail watching it fall down her back straight as an arrow to her waist.
"It is going to be a shame seeing all this go, of course you'll be relieved not having so much to manage."
Laura made a small whimper like sound, she may not remember much about herself after drinking that weird potion but she knew she still liked her long hair, as far as she could remember or knew it hadn't been cut since she was born.
"You're not going to cut it all off are you?"
Magenta looked down at Laura meeting her eyes feeling her stomach drop a little bit kept her face straight.
"Don't be ridiculous, you would look terrible shaved, up here any way."
Laura felt herself blush but before she could open her mouth to say that isn't what she meant Magenta began cutting her hair so it was even with her ears. Laura squeezed her eyes shut not wanting to see her hair fall to the floor, after a long while Magenta put the scissors away and rested her chin on Laura's shoulder holding a hand mirror in front of her.
"Don't look so mortified, this look suits you much better."
Laura slowly opened her eyes and felt a smile tug at her lips as she looked over the pixie cut her hair has been made into. She met Magenta's green eyes in the mirror and bit her lip before opening her mouth to speak.
"Thanks, Magenta right?"
Magenta stood straight and pulled on a pair of plastic gloves and grabbed the bottle of red-pink stuff shaking it up.
"Yes and do not thank me, I am only doing what the master has told me too now hold still."
Laura did as she was told but watched in the mirror as Magenta began pouring the goop into her hair and mixed it in turning the mouse my brown strands a strawberry reddish pink color. When Magenta was sure every spot was covered she peeled off the gloves and threw them away looking at the clock on the wall.
"You can move around just do not get dye on anything or I will make you clean it."
Laura nodded then watched as she left the room. Looking around Laura got to her feet and wandered around the room, as she reached the dresser she looked at the little framed picture and smiled looking at the teenagers in it. The girl was fair skinned, wearing an emerald green silk dress that hugged her body nicely, black high heels and her fiery auburn locks were elegantly smoothed and framed her face. The boy also had fair skin, he was wearing a suit with a tie that matched the girl's dress, his blonde hair was tied in a low ponytail and draped over his shoulder like a bundle of cornsilk, his sapphire blue eyes were locked on the girl beside him as he smiled almost lovingly at her his arm around her waist.
Looking at the picture next to it Laura found the same couple again but this time they were kissing and the girl's foot was popped just like in all the cheesy romance movies. Moving away from the dresser Laura walked beside the bed and ran her fingers over the silk sheets smiling at the feel as her eyes followed the dark wood crown molding around the ceiling, she hadn't been here all that long, awake any way, yet it was starting to feel more homey than where ever she had been before.
Blinking a couple times Laura sat down on the bed and focused on trying to remember where it was exactly she had been before she woke up in that room with Frank. After a few minutes she gave up having given herself a headache, at that point the door opened and Magenta came in, sporting a few new purple marks on her neck, holding a towel and some folded clothes handing them to Laura.
"Go wash that dye out now, left is hot right is cold and do not touch the one in the middle."
Laura was about to ask her why but before she could the bathroom door was slammed in her face making her sigh and shake her head. After setting the clothes aside she started the shower feeling a little envious of the claw foot soaking tub beside the sink. Once the water was warm she slipped off the robe and stepped into the shower washing out the dye making sure the water was running clean before getting out and drying off.
Wrapping the towel around herself she looked at the outfit she'd been given and her brows furrowed a little, it wasn't an outfit at all it looked like a costume of some kind. A pair of lacy black panties and strapless bra, a bustier style corset top that was covered in different colored sequins, a pair of black shorts that were barely longer than the panties and a pair of blue and silver sequined tap shoes. Picking up the shoes Laura looked them over feeling the warm fabric her brow furrowing, they felt familiar beyond the idea that they were what she was wearing when Frank found her. Shaking her head she pulled on the outfit and hung the towel on the hook beside the door then stepped back out into the bedroom looking around for Magenta.
She found the other woman sitting on the bed smoking a cigarette waiting for her, and she'd changed clothes, now wearing a black sheer dress that showed off the black bra and matching panties as well as her pale skin and curves, on her feet she now wore a pair of black high heels, and her hair had been tamed somewhat. Shaking her head Laura went to the bed and sat down as Magenta told her to as she put out the cigarette. Once Laura was sat down Magenta began to do her makeup adding a heavy dose of blush to her cheeks, thick eyeshadow to her eyes and a little cherry red lipstick to her lips among other things.
When she was finished she handed Laura the mirror again watching her reaction. Laura felt a little conflicted, on one hand she thought the makeup job looked like it belonged on a clown or the messed up rockstars she'd seen in magazines, but at the same time she liked the look it gave her and how it accented her new lighter skin. Hearing Magenta clear her throat she looked up and found the other woman laying on the bed waiting for some kind of reaction, glancing back at her reflection again then meeting Magenta's eyes she gave a small smile.
"It's certainly different isn't it?"
Magenta raised an eyebrow thinking it looked normal before she remembered the girl wasn't like her. She sat up a little reaching out a hand and gently wiping away a smudged spot of lipstick on the corner Laura's mouth. Laura felt her face flush as Magenta's fingers came in contact with her skin and evidently Magenta could see it under the makeup because she smirked trailing her fingers to her jaw then her chin making her look at her. Laura swallowed dryly keeping her gaze on Magenta's eyes as the other woman smirked and leaned closer to her until their lips met in a kiss, this kiss was different from the one she shared with Frank, Magenta's lips were soft and warm not forceful like Frank's had been and she found herself melting into it.
She kissed back following until she was hovering over Magenta as she laid back on the bed only breaking the kiss to follow the trail of marks along the other woman's neck. If sex with Frank had been world rocking then she couldn't find words to describe what it had been like with Magenta, she seemed to know every place to touch just right, every place to kiss, bite or suck. Laura was still working to slow her breathing when Magenta stood from the bed and walked to the makeup table and sitting down before she began fixing her own makeup. Seeing Laura watching her she smirked applying her lipstick.
"Was that your first time with another woman?"
Laura nodded sitting up and tearing her eyes away to look over her new collection of purple love bites all over her body.
"My first time with a woman and only my second time having sex at all."
As soon as the words left her mouth Laura's head felt like it was splitting in two making her yelp in pain and hold her head as her eyes screwed shut. She could hear Magenta trying to talk to her and get her to say what was wrong but she couldn't answer as tears slipped from her eyes and images flashed in her mind if faces she didn't know and things she didn't remember. Realizing she wasn't going to get any kind of response Magenta hurried for the room looking for her brother, if anyone would know what was going on after the girl drank Frank's concoction he would.
Laura heard Magenta leave the room and slowly as the images faded her head stopped throbbing until it was just a dull pain. She slowly opened her eyes looking around for any sign of Magenta but after only a few seconds her mind went blank and her world went dark as she passed out. In the darkness she could hear a small voice saying Laura over and over before it was joined by other voices. Slowly faces joined the voices until it was just one, a man with black hair and blue eyes, that she didn't recognize was hovering over her smiling wickedly as pain engulfed her in all the places that had given her pleasure under Magenta's hands just moments before. She let out a scream but nothing but a muffled sound came out and tears rolled down her cheeks like rivers.
Magenta had managed to find her brother just leaving the lift from the lab and quickly explained what had happened. A look of slight concern crossed his face as he thought.
"She's fighting it, the gene fusion mixture Frank gave her infused her DNA with the DNA of a Transylvanian. In doing so it erased all her old memories and replaced them with one Frank wanted her to have but if her mind starts to force her old memories back it's ripping away the Transylvanian DNA, it'll distort her from the inside out if something isn't done."
Magenta looked at her brother hiding her worry but it shown in her eyes enough he could tell she wasn't concerned with just the consequences that would come if Frank's little experiment failed.
"What needs to be done brother?"
Riff thought for a long moment before looking into her eyes.
"She needs to completely forget, she needs to stop remembering, her mind needs to be completely erased of old memories."