User blog:Ore-samma/My Hellhound (Serbian) (Mad Scientist)

Hello fans, Ore-samma here!

So, day 6 of halloween one-shot releases!

This strange request came across in the halloween one-shot request forum.

'' Serbian man meets hellhound they are both captured by an evil mad alchemist that works for The Order. He plans on doing some horrible experiments on both of them. There are scenes where they witness him do horrible and brutal experiments on other mamono and incubi that usually torture or even kill the su ject in the process and his main goal is to find a way to revert the effects of demonic energy so The Order could take back Lescatie. Both the Serbian guy and his hellhound wife must escape before they end up on the lab table. ''

Hope you like it

Ever your Servant-

Ore-samma

I followed the sick monster for years. Through the blasted wastelands of Serbia, across the trackless mountains of Tibet, and through the purple cloud storms whose lightning bolts ripped apart the very fabric of reality around him. I had since long passed into another land, that was certain. But it didn’t matter. I coughed from the volcanic fumes as I looked about my surroundings. By all accounts it appeared as though I arrived at the same place as the sick monster did, but a full year after he did.

I heard a crunching footstep and looked over my shoulder and gasped.

There before me stood a woman-like creature over ten feet tall! She had lupine features; charcoal grey skin, with tufts of jet-black fur, red glowing eyes and a gleaming white grin.

She placed her hands on her hips and spoke in a strange, almost barking-like language.

I tried my native Serbian, Russian, and English….to no avail. She shrugged, rolled up the sleeves on her leather jacket and picked me up by the scruff of my tactical vest.

I pulled out my gun, but she grabbed my wrist and sniffed the firearm and shook it from my grasp. She smiled and put it in her jacket pocket and bundled me under her arm and took me to what looked like a cyberpunk-eske motorcycle.

I wondered if I should struggle as she drove off in the wasteland, but seriously….where would I go? Where would I run to?. I sighed and relaxed as best as I could and it didn’t take long before she pulled up to what appeared to be an American Biker bar and she held me above her head, shouting in her barking tongue as others like her responded, and laughed like hyenas.

I felt certain that I wouldn’t come to harm as I noticed more human males about the place.

The strange woman gestured to someone else and one of the males came by. I was surprised by his height, he must have been almost eight feet tall. He handed the woman a strange colored bottle which she promptly shoved the neck of it down my throat.

I tried to fight back, but my arms and nose were held in place and I gulped down the liquid that tasted like strong tea.

“Okay! WooowoooWoo!” The woman cried out. “Now- can you understand me?” She said, her voice still a bit rough around the edges but quite more girly than expected for her size and appearance.

“Um, yes! Yes I can!” I exclaimed. “Why have you brought me here? I must continue to hunt The Slaughterer!”

The tall woman rubbed her stomach and stuck her tongue out. “I brought you here, because I wanted to know your name before we got married!” She said, licking her lips. “You’re gonna be my husband!”

I froze upon hearing those words and looked at how everyone else was waiting for my reaction.

I sighed, life in Serbia was harsh, but I suppose there were worse things than marrying a mysteriously large woman whom I just met. “I take it I have no choice, do I?” I said with a sigh.

She shook her head, still rubbing her belly. “Nope! I found you in our territory. I got first dibs, so that means’ you’re mine!”

I strode up to her and held out my wallet photo which she took and sniffed.

“You see that there? That was my wife and children. They were killed by The Slaughterer! I hunt him in these lands, and as your husband I demand you help me find him, and help me kill him!” I held out another photo of the man I hunted for over ten years now. “I demand it of you as my wife, or in the name of justice, or in the name of  ensuring that no others will die by his hands!”

The woman looked at and sniffed the picture. “You know this man?” She said in hushed tones.

I nodded. “Of course! I told you; I have been hunting him for years!”

She whimpered and showed the others. They cast worried looks my way and the original lady spoke.

“That one is known as The Butcher here! He has experimented and dispatched so many mamono here. He is seen as a hero of the Order and is well-guarded in the next major city about three hundred Yar’beths away!”

I shrugged. “Thank you for this information, it will make me reaching him, and killing him all the easier.” I stepped forward and took back the photo. “Or are you telling me this, because you’re too cowardly to seek out and help me kill this man?”

Immediately the entire bar broke out into a cacophony of protesting from the large women.

A loud piercing whistle sounded and the large women covered their lupine ears and shied away from an even larger one that stood almost fourteen feet tall!

“Don’t you dare call us cowards.” She said in a cold growl. “You have no idea-”

“I have every idea!” I cried out, kicking her shin and tilting my face fully up to keep eye contact. “This man murdered my wife, my daughter, and my son! I seek him out! Will you help me or not?!?”

“I will help you.” The first large woman said in a low voice. “I cannot back down or refuse a man with so much courage.” She breathed and picked me up and kissed my lips. “Be my husband, and I promise I will help you!”

I exhaled and nodded. “Good, my name is Viktor, what’s yours?”

She pulled me up to bring my face to her level and kissed me. “Laura.” She said in a low feminine growl and kissed me again.

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(later)

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I felt the all-too familiar chill down my spine the moment I smelled the all-too familiar stench of human experimentation that I have always known The Slaughterer to partake in.

“Viktor….” Laura whispered, cringing into my shoulder. “I smell death here.”

I looked over my shoulder. Laura was disguised as a human now and stood a little shorter than me. She kept her inhuman strength, reflexes, and senses it seemed though. “I know. And you knew what we were going to find.”

“Viktor, please. Let’s go! Let’s find a mirror and activate our escape!”

“No! We have to finish this!”

“But-”

I took Laura in my arms and kissed her, stroking her head. “I know you’re afraid, it’s okay to be afraid. But this madman has to be stopped, and I have long since stopped caring about myself and for all those he has hurt.”

“But what about me? I care for you!” Laura whimpered. “Don’t you care about me?”

I nodded. “I….I really do...” I whispered. “I never would have thought it possible, after the deaths of my family. But, yes.”

“But- do you love me?” Laura said, her face somehow showing off her ‘puppy dog eyes’ showcasing a small pout on her lips.

I was about to open my mouth when her eyes went wide and bulged and she screamed loud enough to rupture my hearing.

She collapsed in a heap with smoke tendrils rising from her clothes.

“And on that note!” A familiar voice boomed out, “I’d like to welcome you all to my lab!”

I tried to grab and throw Laura out of the way, but it was too late- a heavy net fell on us both and the room filled with a strange orange gas.

The last thing I heard was Laura’s whimpering and a warbled laughter.

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(later)

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“Wake up! Wake up!”

I groaned and realized I was strapped to a cold metal table.

“Aaaah! Viktor! Welcome! Welcome!” The Slaughterer said with great mirth as he stood over me.

“That you followed me all this way after hunting me all this time.” He sniffed and wiped a real tear from his eye. “I’m touched, more than you can possibly realize!”

I struggled against my bonds, but was suddenly thrown into a universe of pain.

“Lightning magic! Do you like it?” The Slaughterer cackled. “This fantasyland is perfect! And the locals here can even understand and appreciate my genius! What I was once hunted down for on Earth, I am praised and called a hero here!” He caressed my face and bore his dirty yellowed teeth at me. “What do you say, professor? Join me like you did before!”

“I taught a monster! I will never give you the recognition, praise, or acknowledgement you sought! Your methods are barbaric and are nothing more than the sloppy acts of a murderer!”

“You make me sad, but I suppose I did go too far to show you that my theories were correct….but you say I am a murderer, when in fact it was you who killed your family- not me!”

I heard a gasp and looked over to see Laura with a shocked, pained expression.

“Oh yes! I almost forgot!” He half-danced over to Laura who was on a standing table, bound with mere hemp rope.

“Who is this new lovely lady you have attached yourself to? Hmmm? I could have sworn you promised to never love again until I was dead!” He sat down next to Laura and gestured to the gristly experiments around him.

“You see, Viktor and I were professor and student! He taught me everything I knew in terms of medical research and application of new methods of medical procedures!” He yawned. The only difference being; he saw fit to allow his slow crawl of a pace where I was more interested in helping people. Like his wife, son, and daughter!”

“You twisted freak! You are manipulating-” I cried out as arcs of lightning sparked over my body, making me scream and scrambled all coherent thought.

“As I was saying- His family had a rare genetic disorder through his wife. Everyone was going to die...that is until I fixed them!” He rushed over and screamed in my face. “''I fixed them! They were alive! They were recovering! And you killed them to take away MY accomplishment!''”

He stood, panting- looking at me with a red face. I wanted to shout and scream at him, but I couldn’t even focus my vision.

“Anyway! He killed his family, or ‘put them out of their misery’ as he called it, and blamed the deaths on me!” He pulled out his scalpel and pointed it at me. “But I forgave you for that, Professor! That was the past! But in the here and now-” He turned to Laura. “Let’s focus on the present!” He strode towards her and twirled his cold metal instrument in his hand. “Do you think you could do it a second time? Maybe this time you will let your love interest recover after her operation?” He turned to me, a maniacal grin on his face. “Shall we find out?”

“No, we shall not.”

“Wha-”

I caught a blur of motion, a scuffle, and when it was over The Slaughterer was holding his hand over a spreading crimson stain upon his lab coat on the ground, panting.

“Easy my love.” Laura cooed as she freed my bonds and sat me down on the floor. “I will get us out of here!”

“Don’t- wait-” I mumbled, struggling to get to The Slaughterer. “He has to pay!”

“Pay for what?” The Slaughterer screamed out. “I can fix you! I can fix all of you! You are sick, and I can cure you!” He pointed to Laura who since dropped her illusion.

“Don’t you want to be human? Don’t you wish it could be possible? I can do it! I can make it better! You’re sick! You’re just sick! I can cure you!”

Laura shook her head and turned to me. “He lives, and he comes with us.”

“What?!?!” I screamed, trying to get to my feet.

Laura shook her head again. “Death is not the mamono way.” She looked at a different part of the room and dragged a long mirror closer. “He must be judged.”

I finally was able to stand but I was grabbed and tossed through the mirror before I could get one step closer.

(later)

“Gregory Edwards, also known as The Butcher, this court finds you guilty of multiple counts of murder. You are sentenced to the City of Dis as a prisoner to repay your crimes against our kind.” The vampire judge said, slamming her gavel down and stood.

“All rise!” The Minotaur bailiff cried out.

I begrudgingly rose due to Laura grabbing my arm and lifting me up.

The Slaughterer smiled at me. “Your teachings will live on forever, professor.” He muttered, scratching a twisted scar on his chest made from his scalpel.

I remained silent, even during the short motorcycle ride home, and even then. I was silent….my vengeance denied forever.

It was a long time before Laura would approach me on the front porch. She sat down and placed her arm around me.

“Viktor-”

“Please, don’t.” I growled,

“Vikror, what happened to your family?” Laura said in a soft whisper. “Did he tell the truth? Was it really by your hand?”

I turned to Laura and exhaled. “Yes.”

Her eyes and lip trembled. “But- why?”

“Laura….I promise you….after what he did to them, it was mercy.” I said, my voice trembling, my eyes now wet for the first time since they died.

“He- he…..” I exhaled again and wiped my eyes. “How can you believe, even in the slightest degree, that this man offers healing or cures?” I looked up. “You saw his lab! You saw how many lives he maimed and disfigured!”

“Yes!” Laura said in a stern voice. “But they are all better now!”

I nodded and gave a despairing laugh. “Laura, Earth doesn’t have magic….or mindflayers.”

Her sternness melted away and she pulled me closer into her embrace. “I’m sorry. I forgot you are from Earth.”

“Laura, please….why did you not give me the one thing I asked for? Why didn’t you let me take vengeance! I promised to be your husband if you would help me take vengeance...but you lied to me...”

“I didn’t lie, my dear Viktor.”

I tried to push her away. “Liar! You said-”

“I said that I would help you…..and that is what I am doing by not letting you take a life….so many people have already died...I don’t want vengeance to take you away from me...from love...from life...”

At those words, I snapped back to Laura…..those were the words my wife whispered to me before she died….she….she said….

“Please, Viktor!” Laura whispered, wiping my tears that were now indistinguishable from the raindrops soaking us both to the bone. “Hatred and vengeance will claim you to the very madness your student was already lost to!” She exhaled, her misted breath fluttered past me.

“Please….I love you...”

I exhaled, my own misted breath mixing with hers and I rested in her arms and even though I swore I never would…...I let go….

“I love you too, Laura….thank you.”