I've decided to do a oneshot about Victor, the grave keeper who brings Lady Grey back from the dead. I hope you enjoy and please R&R
My Dear Lady
A small boy watches from the window in his home as a group of children play on the Cobbled streets. Its winter in Old 'Town and Victors father was out drunk in the local pub. Downstairs his mother is slowly sobbing in front of the fire place, drowning her sorrows in bitter beer, her right eye blackened. Victor never did fit in with the other children; he had always been rejected and never allowed to play in their games. Once after excessive pleading the group of shabbily dressed children had allowed Victor to play with him. He was to play the part of the troll as the children played the role of the group of Hero who were hunting him. When they finally caught Victor, they beat him to a bloody pulp, saying all the while 'Kill the troll, Kill the troll'. Victor never did play with them again.
10 years later, a young man is walking down the street in the Town Cemetery, he is smartly dressed and holding a bouquet of freshly picked Daisy's. In his pocket was a ring that he was going to give to the love of his life. He had courted Mary for the past year, although the first date he suspected was just a pity date, Mary had slowly warmed up to him and he was certain that she would be his wife. As he walks to the cemetery pond he spy's Mary on the small bridge. His heart thumps faster with anticipation as he moves towards her. Yesterday she had asked to meet him here to talk about 'their future'; he had taken that as a good sign that she wanted to marry him. As he moved closer he saw another figure standing near Mary, a tall handsome man wearing expensive clothing. The man leans in towards Mary and kisses her passionately. Victor turns around and drops the bouquet into the garden.
It is one year later and Victor is exploring the Cemetery Mansion. As he passes his hand across a bookshelf, it slips and pulls a book forward. A door opens in the wall to reveal a corridor descending down. Curious, Victor moves down into a basement, he marvels at the different machines that his grandfather had invented including a rather large contraption that looked like a giant metal coffin with four spirals on the top of it. As his hands run across the cool surface of the strange machine he comes across a rather large portrait of the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her grey eyes stare down at Victor, passing through him like he was nothing, soft white curls wave down until they rest on her perfect breasts. Victor stares at the painting, his heart beating a mile a minute, his palms sweaty as he moves slowly towards the painting. He is in love.
It is five years later. Victor is standing at the side of the machine that he had since learned was an invention that reanimated dead tissue. The contraption was open revealing the rather well preserved beheaded corpse of a woman. Victor stares longingly at the corpse, every so often his eyes moving towards the portrait on the wall. His thoughts are interrupted when he hears footsteps in the passage way. A woman appears in the doorway, she is dressed in a purple tunic that is tied up to show her flat stomach, she wears brown leather shorts with thigh high boots of the same colour as the shirt. Her face is rounded and young with blue eyes that marvel at the room around her, her chestnut hair is tied back in a lose bun.
Victor stares at the brown bag she holds, 'D-Do you have it?'
Sparrows eyes return to Victor as she chucks the bag towards Victor, 'Yes, after a rather nasty beetle attack, please tell me why you have sent me all over Albion to collect some dead woman's body parts?'
Victor eyes look into the bag to see a pair of glassy grey eyes look back at him, his heart leaps, 'Finally, my dear Lady, you are home', he whispers.
Ignoring Sparrow, he moves towards the contraption and places the half decomposed head lovingly on the neck of the corpse. He moves around the contraption, checking for the hundredth that everything was ready. It had been a week ago that Sparrow had knocked on his door, inquiring about the mansion. Victor had taken one look at her weapons and will lines and had made a deal with her that if she could collect the body parts, than he would give her the mansion free of charge. It wasn't like he was going to stay in the mansion anyway. As soon as his Lady was alive and well, he was planning to move far away from Bowerstone and settle on a small farm in an isolated region where he could forever serve his lady.
Victor sighed, 'you must think me a real creep, a freak of nature for loving a dead woman'.
Sparrow shrugged as her eyes surveyed the room, 'It did pass my mind, but I couldn't care less what you are into, as long as I get my mansion'.
Victor pointed to the brass key and piece of paper on his desk, 'everything's there for you, just as I promised.'
Sparrow eyes returned to Victor and then to the dead corpse in the machine, 'Where will you go?'
Victor shrugged as he moved towards the lever after everything had been checked, 'faraway' with one final sweep of the machine, Victor gestured for Sparrow to stand back, 'Stand back! Its time!'
With a push of the lever, a whirl of smoke surrounds the machine. When it finally dispersed Victor dared to open his eyes, his heart jumped. Standing before him was Lady Grey, just as she was in the portrait. No longer was she a rotting corpse, but a living, breathing woman. Lady Grey stared at Sparrow, her eyes roaming her as if she was a starving beggar and Sparrow a pot roast.
The lady Grey gasped, 'I thought my heart had stopped died long before I did, but it beats now for you',
Sparrow gave a cautious glance towards Victor as the lady continued to talk, 'You are so beautiful, so magnificent, I love you so much'.
Victor yelled at Sparrow 'Leave now! The love potion works for the person she first sees! Please go, the house is yours just go'.
With a fleeting glance at Lady Grey and then Victor, Sparrow bolted towards the door but not before taking the key, 'Right, I'm out of this freak show, have fun with your dead girlfriend'.
Victor stared at Sparrow as she left the room when he was distracted again by Lady Grey, 'Oh I didn't notice you there, I was too busy looking at that beautiful woman, but there is something… captivating about you', she said her Grey Eyes staring into his soul.
Victor's heart melted as he stared at Lady Grey, 'Oh my Dear Lady, I will take care of you forever'.
It is one year later; Victor has just entered the door of his new farm home. Lady Grey bounds towards, her beautiful white curls bouncing behind her as she throughs herself at Victor, 'Oh my love, I missed you so much'. Victor stares at his Wife's face, her Grey eyes looking lovingly at him instead of the cold stare of her portrait. Victor gently kisses her soft, plump lips. He pulls back and stares at the love of his life, 'I missed you too'.
And so they live happily ever after etc. etc. Sorry about the sappy ending but I reckon poor old Victor needed it, don't you think? I hope you enjoyed it; I look forward to reading your reviews.