the doctor walked, following the wolf tracks, "she's beautiful...I might have to spare her...make her my pet..."
he pulled the sword from his gut and allowed everything to heal, "lets see...ways to break her...she seems to care for Lawrence an awful lot...I wonder how she'd react to me slowly peeling the skin from his body...while she watched...for that to work she'd need to be chained to where she couldn't transform while I was doing it...the effect would be enjoyable...a deity like that without the will to fight back as I slowly strip away her desire to live...then her body and all it's wonders will be mine to take at will..."
suddenly the wolf tracks came to an end, he looked around and saw a line of knights waiting for him, "what's this?"
one of the knights walked forward, "Alexander Feuridonst Fell?"
the doctor nodded and the knight drew it's sword, "we have a warrant for your arrest!"
the doctor crossed his arms, "well this won't do, this wont do at all."
suddenly the doctor's satchel opened and all eighteen knives flew out, the Knights all stepped back, "what sorcery is thi-AGH!"
the knights all fell dead, the knives had embedded themselves in their skulls, the doctor summoned all his knives back to his pouch and kept walking, "I have a house call to make gentlemen, thank you for your time."
he had picked up the tracks again when he saw another plague doctor, this one holding a staff and looking at him through his goggles, "you are not a plague doctor." it stated, obviously female, with a tap of her staff.
the doctor bowed, "why, my fair lady, what else would I be?"
the woman scrutinized him, "you're that doctor Fell character I've been seeing in the wanted posters."
the doctor chuckled, "a bit too insightful...what is your name?"
the woman hung on her staff a bit, as if tired, "my name is unimportant, soon I will be just another body amongst the bonfire."
the doctor chuckled, "went and got yourself infected eh? what if I told you that it's not caused by foul air or an imbalance of the humors?"
the woman blinked, "what?"
Doctor Fell cackled, "it's caused by a virus, not many of you people bathe or use disinfectant..."
the woman snarled, "you speak of sorcery and blasphemy!" she pointed her staff at him, he laughed, a long drawn out sound that chilled the other plague doctor to the bone, "you are an idiot, which brings me to why you must either expire quickly or get out of my way."
she stood firm, "I will not, you are a fugitive and a crime against nature." she took a combat stance, dropping her staff, forming her hands into the forms specified by the plague doctor combat art Dark Physician.
"so, a student of the killing art." he took an identical stance and the two stood off.
finally Doctor Fell charged, attacking at the insides of the arms, knowing the bloody boils that rested there, he felt one burst and saw the blood soak her shirt, she yelled and stepped back, attempting to take the suture stance, but the doctor popped her other boil and she doubled over in pain.
watching with interest, he watched as the female plague doctor grabbed for her staff, Doctor Fell yanked her to her feet, this motion was met with a gasp of pain from the woman, he groped her left breast, she screamed at this violation, "you seem well proportioned..."
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?!"
the doctor pulled off his mask to reveal his old face, his silver eyes glistening, "simple my lady, I get off, you get cured."
the woman began to cry, "you...you inhuman MONSTER!"
the doctor smirked, "so you want to die?"
he pulled off the plague doctor's white porcelain mask to reveal a beautiful woman in her late 20s with flowing blonde hair, he pulled back her hood and let her hair flow, she gulped the fresh air, "you...you'll cure me?"
he drew his face close to hers, "I've been carrying the cure around for nine months now...might as well use it..."
she blushed hard, knowing what the price would be...but in the end she gave in, kissing the doctor deeply as he removed her cloak.