I. Prologue

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Scrub Scrub Scrub

In an endless cycle a routine a habit, it's the permanence and consistency.
It goes on and on his mind spinning and whirling inside his brilliant mind.

And he stops...

Atop his kitchen counter splattered were organs and intestines. Intertwining weaved like a puzzle its blood dripping through the cold tiles flooring.

It was his latest it was his muse his beloved his art a burning passion of his mind. His latest meal, his cuisine.

New sighed...

"This was a beautiful failure yet again" - New

He cupped the head and placed it meekly at a cake stand. Its eyes gouged and mouth gaping as if to scream his woes and sorrows for the next afterlife.
His emotions doubled as Carmen hit the high notes of every line. The voice of his favourite opera singer is singing blaring through the whole dining room.
Dancing all over the kitchen sink, knowing he has made another glum mistake of an unfitting puzzle yet again.

After all, the trouble of cleaning not a speck of dirt or blood can be seen, it's squeaky clean.
White counters adorned his kitchen aisle and black cold tiles on his floor.
He prepared dinner with the head facing him on the other side of his table.

"You know Podd it was nice meeting you, I think you have grown on me a little so I'm giving you a special place down there. You must have been ecstatic as I was. But you are not my Helios such a shame."- New

He chewed the lean meat of beef with gusto, slicing bits of a medium-rare steak. The quiet dinner for two one was breathing and one left for the afterlife.

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After he'd had his fill he'd lounge on the terrace and Podd was kept hidden in his basement somewhere in his big house which he had all to himself

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After he'd had his fill he'd lounge on the terrace and Podd was kept hidden in his basement somewhere in his big house which he had all to himself.
Having wine on his library's terrace as he looked above swirling his drink and sipping it with elegance.

"All the things for love" - New

He believed he was in love that is with Podd but it turned out it was just the satisfaction of slicing to his skin as the poor guy looked at him with horrified eyes. The feel of his soft skin against his scalpel was unlike any other while operating on his patients. His screams were melody fluttering in the morbid room as he pleaded for New to let him go. They dated like fools in love for 6 months until New felt the itch and decided to drop a surprise break up with him.

Podd was a sweet man he owned a coffee shop just across the street where New's hospital was.
What attracted New to him was his beaming smile and gentle nature as well as the coffee he makes. That was how they started, glances and casual chats made them closer, then they dated, when New decided to cut him off he became persistent in following New around and that's how he ended up at New's dining table served on a silver platter as he deserved, said so by New.

He loved Podd sure he did but it was not enough to not put him under his scalpel. After breaking up with Podd he decided to lay him to rest after 6 months to avoid suspicious eyes.
No one will ever mistake him for a cold-blooded person.
In front of everybody, he is a gentle, sweet loving person. The hospital staff and his juniors knew him to never raise his temper ever.
Unlike his strict dad he is compassionate, he sticks to protocols but bends them if the need arises.
That's why everybody loves him of course his appearance plays a big part in it as well.

Snow white complexion, soft jet-black hair, brown doe eyes and pink plump lips. He has admirers male or female.
He knows his charms and uses them to his advantage. His true ugly face is hidden in a facade of flowers, butterflies and a pot of gold where the rainbows end. His true face was buried in lies, his demons and countless bodies piled up, and on top of it was him sitting on the throne.
A monster in an angel's face, the irony of it all. A smile that hid a hideous face.

"My Helios where are you?"- New

New looking from afar on a full moon searching for Helios. To save him from it all.

As the blood-red wine swirled in his glass that glimmered in the night sky. He's been full again.

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A/N

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