Here it is, the other part of the German's backstory. Sorry for not updating in the time of one month, because my computer had somehow gotten virus. Anyway, here you go! Enjoy!
The young German couple lived supporting together, content of their lives. Every morning, Lukas would set off to his clinic and work until 5 in the evening, and return to his house with his wife waiting for him, dinner spread on the dining table.
A few years later, they were granted with a baby girl. They decided to name her Zelda Anne Kauffmann, Anne after Heather's middle name, Anna. From then on, they worked even harder to give Zelda a better home. Heather even started to help Lukas at the clinic.
One particular day, when Heather was helping Lukas in the clinic as usual, a man came visiting the clinic. He didn't look the same as any other patients, though. He looked rather grim than in agony, like the others. Heather took notice at him, and immediately recognized him as one of the terrorists that slayed his entire family. Her first thought was 'Should I tell Lukas about it? What if he flew into a rage?' But she ultimately chose to tell him than to keep it a secret.
When it was his turn to be diagnosed, she told Lukas about it. Lukas had kept his face straight throughout the explanation. Unbeknownst to Heather, Lukas is planning to do something to the patient. She called the patient, whose name was Olsen into the room, struggling to ease her vengeance.
"Would you please go out and check on the other patients, my dear Heather?" Lukas asked before turning to Olsen with a smile plastered on his face.
"Are you sure?" she asked, uncertain. He nodded.
As Heather left the room, Lukas asked, "What seems to be the problem, Mr Olsen?"
"My scars had been hurting, and sometimes there is some substances oozing out of it." Olsen answered with a deep and rough voice.
"Would you please sit on the operating table and let me take a look at it?" Lukas said, taking notes.
And so, Olsen sat on the operating table and removed his jacket, and then his shirt. There is a scar running down his shoulder blade like a centipede. Lukas examined the wound. "It seems to have an infection," he remarked.
"Do you have time, Mr Olsen, as I need to perform a surgery on it?" he said menacingly.
Olsen shifted uncomfortably as Lukas's tone was dark. Finally, he said "Okay."
Lukas let him take some chloroform, and soon after, Olsen was knocked out. Lukas began his procedure. He didn't treat the wound, instead he'd removed Olsen's skeleton. Lukas laughed like a maniac as his schadenfreude started to kick in.
He disposed of the lump of skin, keeping the organs. He decided to tell Heather after work. Lukas put the skeleton as an ornament, admiring it with satisfaction.
After the day's work, Lukas told his wife about the incident, saying that he'd avenged his parents-in-law, expecting Heather to be happy. He was taken aback by her response. She'd called him a monster, and a doctor shouldn't behave like that. "It doesn't matter who the patient is, your job is to heal him," Heather had said.
On the next morning, Lukas woke up finding his other side of the bed empty. He checked the cot, which is also empty. There was a note on the dining table. He opened it hesitantly.
Lukas,
What had happened yesterday cannot be tolerated. I took Zelda away, so that she won't live with an animal like you. Do not come and find us, or I will report to the police.
I turned in your medical license to the government. People like you shouldn't be a doctor.
/H.A. Rosenberg
"And zhat is how your mother left me," Medic said with a sigh.
"Well, that's pretty sad, and that probably explains why we moved so much." I commented.
"Ja, but now you've turned up in Teufort, did Heather know?" Medic asked.
"Of course, I thought I told you that I met her in the carnival?" I reminded. "And Spy had to get me out of that situation?"
"I thought you'll be safer with her, as I cannot control my schadenfreude," Medic said gloomily.
"That's why you drag the bodies of the people of RED here, I guess." I glanced at the operating table.
"Bitte, don't tell anyone that I do that," Medic said.
"What? Everyone knows that," I said.
"What about how I met Heather?" he continued.
"Nope, I won't. Still, I'm a little baffled that Mom was angry at you for taking revenge," I promised with a grin. He grinned back.
Suddenly, I heard something pecking the window. I turned to the window, and saw- Dominik, my owl. Archimedes fluttered around the room, flabbergasted. "Vell, vell, vell, vho is zhat?" Medic stared at the window.
"Dominik!" I yelled as I pulled open the window. He pecked me in affection. "It's been so long since I saw you! What brings you here?" I asked.
I noticed something tied on one of his leg. It appeared to be a note.
I told you not to keep this stupid owl in the house! Apparently you didn't release it, did you?
I told him that you'd be here. Anyway, didn't you teach him not to swoop on people?
I'm sure you'll be reading this if that animal is smart enough to reach you.
And I want to tell you that I already cancelled my wedding with that Sebastian. He was cheating.
Now, I will be finding you.
-Mom
I ruffled his feather absentmindedly, thinking that he's a smart owl. Today must be a lucky day. First, I'm reunited with my father, which turned out to be Medic. And the other is that Dominik somehow had found me.
How was chapter 15? The way that Dominik behaved kind of reminded me of Hedwig from Harry Potter. And he's also white. :/ Stay tuned for chapter 16. Please rate and leave reviews!