I stir awake and yawn, keeping my eye shut as I do not want to look on the stinging sunlight just yet. I curl up more under my blanket and start purring slightly. Odd yes, but I tend to do so when I'm extremely comfortable...or something a little less 'decent'.

"What is that sound your making?"

My eyes snap wide open and I spot the doctor's face only a foot away. My heart starts racing and I open my mouth to protest and inquire just why he is in my room. But instead I answer his question.

"I was purring...sir..." I squeak tiredly. He tilts his head and raises an eyebrow. "Purring? Like a cat?" I blush and nod. "Y-yes sir...I do that when I'm comfortable."

He looks over my face and covered body, his dark eyes like an endless abyss that I find myself happily drowning in. "Your comfortable then?" his breath is sweet and smells strong like black tea. I wriggle under my blanket, actually not comfortable anymore, with the straining in my pants. "Actually doctor...I'm not. I'm wide awake now and very cold." he chuckles, which is still shocking to me, and stands up straight, closing the window above my head. "Hope that is better Will Henry. Hurry and dress. We have work to do." and with that he leaves. I turn my head to my window above and to my surprise, no sunlight greets me, just the dancing silver rays of the moon. 'Must be midnight if not close to...' I remember our new work was suppose to be coming in tonight.

I shiver in fearful yet curious, maybe even a little excitement, anticipation. I sit up and groan slightly, the sudden movement making my... problem within my pants grind against my tweed underwear. I hiss softly and start to debate if I have enough time to relieve myself.

"We have work Will Henry! Snap to boy!"

I decide I don't and hurry to change out my sleeping attire, then rush downstairs to the lab. I slow my running at the steps, ducking and spotting the very large blanket thrown over the new work. The blanket, nor the table itself, were large enough to cover and hold the giant monster brought by sir Emanuel.

"Incredible isn't it?"

Speak of the devil! I jump up at Emanuel's bellowing voice and he steps beside me, almost crushing me in the narrow stairwell. He tosses his arm over my shoulder and practically drags me down the stairs.

"This one! Ah, I found him just blowing out the last lit candle of his blood shedding life of the outskirts of-"

"Italy." Me and the doctor finish. Dr. Warthrop and sir Emanuel look at me. "How'd you know Will?" Emanuel asks. I shrug. "I read and study within the library with my free time. Just to be prepared and ready sir. The 'diggers' come from Italy and more populated areas like that." I smile up at Emanuel as he pats me hard on the back. I stumble two steps forward but laugh pridefully anyways. "Smart Will! A true solider!"

"Study is needed for such subjects." Comes the doctor's cold reply. Emanuel leaves his hand on my shoulder and gives it a little squeeze. I can only assume he felt me hunch a bit in disappearing pride and excitement. "Now, Will Henry." I nod at the doctors voice and race over to his side. He pulls back the giant white sheet and I hold my breath. Emanuel's laugh echoes and truly at this moment he reminds me of Mr. Keerns. I do hope if we go hunting this time, which I can only believe from the twist in my gut that we will, Mr. Emanuel wont use me as live bait.

The sheet drops to the ground and my eyes widen to take in the enormous monstrosity! It is as the doctor wrote in his notes;

It's almost 6 feet, maybe even larger, I'd say at least 10 feet tall, its razor claws and furred arms limp off the side of table. Their covered in rigid fur. Wait…..it's claws look…hooked or barbed of some kind. So does it's feet claws. 'They are diggers…'

It's mouth, more like a snout, is agape, revealing only rows and rows of razor teeth, looking almost as if it's entire inner throat is covered in teeth. Though...it looks as if the mouth is all connected. "Scapel." he holds his hand, palm up to me without turning away from the monster's face. I slap the knife in his hand, handle first. As if he read my mind, the doctor slips the scapel inside the digger's mouth and pulls the right side of his cheek down, revealing a clean cut against the the monster's jaw and showing more clearly under the high light of the over light, the extremely sharp and riggid teeth, lining the cheeks. "Incredible..." I mummer. And it very much was. Like most of the monsters I've seen come in here, they are, in their own way, amazing. They feed and exsist and feel as we do. We may be most evoloved but I can say that the trust these monsters have with each other, the protection they have (at least most of them have) make them more human then us. It's a shame and slightly scary to think such things compared to us, but the truth is always shown with bitter light.

In my midst of my own thinking, the doctor releved the other side of the cheek cut, successfully spliting the jaw in half. I shiver slightly. It's victim's had to stare at that...disfigured to say the least, mouth before biting the dust...

"Clamp." Dr. Warthrop's voice cuts my train of thought in half and I'm thankful. I hand him a pair of clamps, and he grabs the things tongue with it, pulling it from his mouth. The doctor puts the clamp down on the roll around tray next to him I'm beside then takes the forked tongue by it's ends with his gloved fingers and pull the tongue apart, revealing the tongue did indeed come apart on it's own, the clean cut down the middle proof enough. "My god..." I hear Emanuel whistle as the doctor smirks. The doctor straightens up. "Emanuel." he has his knowing tone as in 'you know what to do now' and Emanuel stands, nodding. "Well I'll leave you both be. See you around Will. Bye Pell." I blink up at Dr. Warthrop, trying not to snicker. Pell? It's sort of cute in a way.

Emanuel waves and leaves and it's just me and the doctor. "Lets see what ended it's life shall we?" I smile bright at the excitment in the doctor's montone covered voice. "Yes sir!"

We worked all day and all night, only breaking away for black tea. I managed to make breakfast, which was mixed eggs in which the farmers Mister and Misses Lindermen had given me for plowing the land for them. I didn't ask for pay or anything of the sort, I honestly didn't mind working just to work. And it isnt like they talk to the doctor to tell them I was working, so no harm done. The doctor would've been furious if he knew I had spent my time, or 'wasted' my time with chatties like the Lindermens or working at all, because 'what is the point'?

Oh right! Breakfast! Yes mixed eggs, two loafs from the sweet baker girl, and sliced pork from the nice butcher down the road. It was probably the most decent breakfast, if not one of the best breakfast I've made so far. It's odd how people's atittudes have changed towards me, being Doctor Pellinore Warthrop's apprentice and all. No one would even dare to look at me, besides the Doctor's clients of course. Mostly because they had no choice but to igknowlegde the young boy assiting in the opening of their finds. But now, the baker's family, the butchers, farmers, many of them converse with me and all! It's extremely pleasent.

I hear the doctor pull back a chair and sit at the table. I turn to him and away from the stove. "Sir are you eating?" I assumed he would have said 'No time no time!' or something similar but what have I said bout my assuming?

"Yes. What are you making over there?" I smile big. The doctor rarely ever eats with me! I place a plate in front of him and give him a loaf of bread, some eggs and a large slice of cooked pork. "Will Henry where'd this all come from? Last I checked, we didnt even have my scones." he looks up at me with blank eyes then narrow's them. "You havent been stealing have you?" I gap at him. "What?! No no sir! The eggs were given as well as the bread and pork."

"Given?"

I nod. "Yes sir! The Lindermen's gave me the eggs, and the butcher said it'd be a waste since there was left over pork and the sweet baker girl gave me bread!" I beam happily. "It's awfully nice dont you agree?" I turn and a new pot of tea on the stove. "Extremely." Whats that? I turn around and spot the clench in his jaw. "Are you okay Sir?"

"I'm simply wondering why they would do such a thing. It isnt a secret rarely anyone assosicates with me or whom I assosicate with. Why would they go and give you this?" he eyes me again. I shuffle under his gaze and shrug. "I-I'm not sure myself. It's odd I agree, but I assure you I havent asked nor hinted. They just...gave it to me." It isnt a lie. I havent hinted to getting any of this or asked. I guess everyone is warming up. The doctor hums and begins to eat. I sit, serving myself and do the same. I'm still incredible that the Doctor Warthrop is eating during a job. It's kind of nice.

"So you've been working at the Lindermen farm." And niceness gone. I almost choke on my eggs. "L-Lindermen...y...yes sir..." I cough slightly and stand as the tea kettle whistles. I pour the doctor his new cup.

"Were you planning on telling me this?" I jump and spill some hot tea on my shoes as the doctor's voice is right in my ear. It's rough and his breath hits me and makes me dizzy. 'Dont show anything Will Henry! Stay strong!'

It takes all my strength to not sway or swoon. "Y-y-you" I close my eyes to try and steady my voice. "You...d-didnt a-ask." I hear the little 'hmph' as he smirks and I can feel something in me stir. "Nicely said." I gasp slightly as he grabs the cup of tea from my hands. "Clean that up Will Henry." he tsk and I let out a shakey breath as I hear his steps retreat to the basement. I fall to my knees and look at the floor with wide eyes. He was no more...then three inches away from me...his lips practically brushing against my ear... Dear god I fear the doctor will kill me by heart failure. His body heat was emitting off him... Oh if I had turned around to see his lips curved in his tauting smirk, his dark eyes boring into me and his well worked out body just inches from my touch...I shiver at the thought of all this.

"We have work Will Henry! Snap to boy!" I quickly try and calm my racing heart down as I shakingly stand. "Y-yes...sir!" I call and gulp quietly, rushing back to the basement