"F-Franken..." Marie stuttered. The insane man before her could easily see her fear pouring out of her and he drank it in. Oh, her fear is just to beautifully amazing. "Franken, please. Listen, this is not you. The madness has consumed you, but you can ma-" she was now desprately trying to contain her fear, but it was a very useless effort. "You can make it out. You can f-find your way out."
Stein cocked his head and stared into her soul. How was entranced by how many different emotions swirled around it, and how pure white fear dominated all of the other emotions. The only other emotions that was behind fear was her love. "Oh, Marie." Stein began as he staggered to his feet. "You have no idea how wild you drive me. Your love... It always sits wrapped around your soul, never leaving, even when fear is trying to tear it apart. You really are a strange specimen, you know that? I could be ripping you apart right now and you would still love me. Why?" A few giggles blurted out from his mouth. "Maybe we should... Uncover... The surface and see what lies beneath." The mad man smiled viciously as a steel scalpel was removed from his lab coat pocket and held in his hand. He gripped it by the blade, and he kept tightening his hold so that the blade dug into his flesh. His own blood trickled down his hand and dripped to the floor. "Yes, woudn't that be so much fun, Marie?"
The giggles... The rancid giggles of the mad man only added to her churning fear. They didn't stop. God, please... Not again. Please, not again. I can't lose him. Stein took a long step toward her. "Marie," the last syllable of her name was drawn out in a taunting way. "Did you promise me that you would run?" His gruesome smile never left his face.
He remembers, yet he is doing nothing to fight it! "Yes, I promised you! Remember that, and remember my other promise. I promised I'd sing to you again." Her voice and hands were shaking violently and she wanted to run. She knew she could run, her natural human instinct told her she needed to. But her mind told him something else. I know I promised you, but this is something that I know I need to do. "Franken," Marie took a step toward him and put her hands in front of her, as if it would help calm him. "This isn't you. Remember who you are-" Severe harsh laughter cut her off.
"This is me, Marie! Don't you get that?! The man you love is the one who is the secondary part of this specimen." Stein held his hands out to his sides in gesture to his body. "I am the one who should be present at all times."
He really believes that... But it isn't true. Marie tried to take another step, but raw fear hungrily gripped her more than ever. I'll at least stay here. I won't run. "I can see you are trying to be brave, my little bunny... I am your wolf. Now, do you see how this is going to work out? I am going to tie you down..." He took a slow stride toward her. "Then, I am going to cut you open..." Another step. "And I will rip you apart..." Their bodies were just centimeters away from each other, as were their faces. Stein stroked her cheek with the back of his fingers. He used the same hand that the scalpel was held in; The blade waved around just milimeters away from her amber eye. "Piece by piece."
Stein used his other hand to grab hers and he held it to his chest. "Oh, sweet heart. You're shaking..." He smiled once more before he brought the scalpel down from her face to her upper thigh. "Hrmm... Perhaps I will skip the tying you down part." He said as he cocked his head. Then Marie felt the cold steel slowly enter her leg. Crimson blood immediately flowed out of the wound and she winced in pain. I won't show how much it hurts... It will only make him feel more powered... However, Stein felt her hand clench and he knew that the pain was definatly there.
"Ah, the specimen is attempting to not show pain. What an odd survival tactic. Let's see how long she can last." Stein slid the scalpel down, slicing away at Marie's flesh. Her entire body shook and her eye clamped down as she ground her teeth.
"Franken. Please..." A few tears rolled down her cheek. That's it! He's not going to stop! RUN! Marie tried to pull away, but the insane professor's grip on her was strong and firm. She tugged again, which only made her wound hurt even more. Again, he didn't let her go. He twisted the scalpel so it pushed her flesh around and cut at the same time. Finally, Marie screamed out in pain. This was by far the worst pain she had ever endured. Yes, she had had injuries that were worse, but it mattered now because Stein was doing it to her.
"Oh, does that hurt? I apologize, that was so rude of me." His insane giggles invaded and filled the air around them while he finally let her go. Marie fell to the ground and cupped at her wound, trying to stop the blood flow. There was already a small pool where she crumpled and groaned in pain. Get up, you fool! Marie winced at the pain and more tears fell as she struggled to stand to her feet. While it was a very painful ordeal for her, Stein thought it was rather amusing.
He began laughing even more at the sight of her. "My poor little bunny. You are so afraid." Marie was now on her knees, still trying to stand. Stein lowered hisself so he was at eye level with her. He pulled her hand away from the wound and observed it as if any doctor would. He said nothing, only brushed his fingers against it. Her warm blood against his pale skin was almost a shocking color. He then put the scalpel in front of his face, watching as small drops of her blood slowly ran down the blade and handle.
"You know, I do love my scalpels. But sometimes, the blade just seems to a be a bit too small, don't you think?" Stein snapped away from her and disappeared into the kitchen with just a few very long strides. He's giving me a chance to run... Marie didn't try her luck this time. Even though it cost her scores of pain, she pushed herself off of the ground and attempted to run out the front door. But the heavy metal door took a lot of her leg strength, and at this point, fear and loss of blood was making it very difficult for her.
"Marie," Stein had drawn out the last syllable in her name again. "You know you can't get very far." he was first at the walkway of the kitchen and living room, but was now quickly making his way toward her. He had in his hand a large kitchen knife. Marie felt as if her heart had stopped. The sight of seeing the man whom she loved, whom she had saved, was now about to rip her into pieces. Time seemed to slow down for Marie as she stopped trying to push open the door and just leaned on it. Everything was so slow. Stein almost even seemed to stop moving. Why go on? There is no hope here. The man I love is gone...
"Marie, there is something that I urgently need to do at the moment." Stein smiled viciously. "I am going to cut you open now!" Stein attempted to rush her, but she kicked him hard in the abdomen and she ran past him and down the hall. He doubled over and breathed in heavily for a few moments while Marie ran. Stein began giggling again, this was one of the most interesting experiments he'd performed in a long time. He regained his composure and glided down the hall, following her blood trail. The trail led up to the bathroom, where he opened the door to find her sitting next to the toilet, leaning agaist it. Her breathing was heavy and laboured, which meant she was suffering from blood loss. Originally, her eye was half-closed and her head was merely hanging. When Stein opened the door, her eye slowly looked up, and her head rolled back and hit the wall. Her skin was pale, and she barely moved. That gash in her leg really was quite deep.
Stein tightened his grip on the knife as he took just a few steps toward the limp woman. Her ragged breathing became more course as her heart beat quickened, yet another sign of just how afraid she was. "Franken..." Marie whimpered as the tall professor bent down and brushed some golden locks of hair out of her face. The knife reflected light and it shined in her eye for a brief moment, catching her full attention. Of all the ways I could die... He will murder me. Marie closed her eye and simply accepted the fact that she was going to die.
The mad man raised the blade to her shoulder and pressed it agaisnt her, quickly slicing her skin in a diagnol motion. His lips were pulled into a tight grin, his olive eyes now more of a reddish-green. More blood poured down Marie's shoulder and more of her tears fell. "Marie." The blade was now at the left side of her waist, and Stein pulled it to the right side.
Marie groaned in pain, she was losing so much blood... Stein's lab coat and Marie's long skirt were both soaked from sitting in the crimson puddle. Her skin was now almost completely lacking in color. Stein now pointed the large knife at Marie's belly.
She could feel the sharp tip of the blade poking her just above her belly button. "Let's see what your lower intestine looks like ," Stein said viciously. Marie's amber eye closed tightly as the blade slid into her about a quarter of an inch. Pain seared throughout her body, but she knew her greatest concern was the amount of blood she lost. But there was still something she needed to do... Something she promised.
Marie searched her mind for the right lyrics, struggling at the task. It was so hard to think now, and she only wanted to sleep. But this was going to save both of their lives.
"We are you now? Are you lost?" She took a shallow breath. "Will I find you again? Are you alone? Are you afraid? Are you searching for me?" Marie took another shallow breath, and she raised her hand and rested it on Stein's, the same hand he used to wield the knife. He stopped pushing it. "Why did you go? I had to stay. Now I'm reaching for you." Stein's eyes returned to their original color, and he blinked several times. Confusion was the first thing Marie saw in his olive eyes, then horror and pain filled them. She continued singing, "Will you wait? Will you wait? Will I see you again?"
"Ma... Marie..." Stein gasped. He yanked the knife out of her as his mind and heart raced each other. Her eyelid drooped closed, and she exhaled. All of her wounds were so deep... It was amazing she survived as long as she did. "No... No. No, Marie. Marie!" Stein screamed. His large hands fell on her shoulders and he shook her, trying to wake her. She only breathed very lightly. Stein put his ear to her chest and listened for a heart beat. It was there, but it was very faint.
"No, please no..." His voice trailed off as Stein picked her up and carried her limp body to his tiny clinic in the den of his living room. He placed the unconcious woman on the medical table and put an oxygen mask on her face, then used both of his hands to put pressure on her deepest wounds to stop the bleeding. Damn it! What blood type is she?! I think she once told me she was AB-, the same as me... But if I'm wrong and that isn't it, it could kill her. But if I don't do anything... I have no choice. Stein ripped off his lab coat and sunk a syringe into the crook of his arm. Then, he stuck a plastic tube to the end of the syringe, and connected the tube with another needle and implanted it in Marie's arm. Blood was already flowing down the tube, and he got it in her vein just in time for the blood to reach the end of the tube.
Stein searched her face and body for any sign of reaction from the blood transfer. Her fingers twitched, and instantly he assumed the worst. Fear gripped his heart, it made his chest hurt. All he could do now was wait. Wait and see if she would survive the next hour... "Marie... I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry... Please, if you wake up from this... Please forgive me. I love you, I can't lose you..." His words were so slow. If they were slurred, you'd think he were drunk. Tears began rolling down his cheeks, and he choked back sobs. Stein's hands clenched into fists as he growled at hisself. Why?! Why her?! Why couldn't it have been someone else?! Anyone else? All she wanted was to live her life happily. Why did I have to mess it up for her?
"God damn my life to hell!" Stein exclaimed. He turned his back from her, he couldn't stand to look at what he had done to her. Her blood... It was everywhere. There was a trail of it across the living room and into the bathroom as well as down the hall. He tried walking into the living room, but the syringe tugged and moved inside of his vein. He wasn't going anywhere. Stein growled and punched a wall fiercely; the skin on his knuckles broke slightly and he heard a crunch. For a moment he thought he had broke a few bones, but he realized there were now cracks in the wall from where he hit it. Stein closed his eyes and sighed as he sunk to the floor. His knees we bent half-way to his chest, and his head dropped in his hands. Now he knew true torture: Being forced to watch as the first person he'd ever loved die.
I'm a monster...
Hey, guys! Everytime I write a chapter, I feel as if I have a theme song or something like that for it. So, my theme song for this chapter is Monster by Skillet. Here is a link if you wanna check it out: watch?v=1mjlM_RnsVE Thanks for reading! :) -Mikshizels