Blood, Dolls And Monsters. (Donna X F.OC)

-Meeting-

Disjointed screams echoed through the white walls of a laboratory as none of the people walking the halls and hearing them did anything.

"S-stop... P-please...." The young girl pleaded in agony, strapped to a pure platinum table with cuffs, hands over her head and kept there, pulling her body in a way that she couldn't bend her knees or elbows one inch, stuck.

"It all looks human." A scientist said to the two of his colleagues who were holding the forceps keeping the gushing wound they cut in the child open, from her armpit to her lower ribs. "All human but that disgusting black blood, what use was giving out millions of dollars to buy a defective subject?!!!" She screamed as in anger she got a punch on the exposed muscle. "Yeah suffer like you should.... Close this one up, we'll test something else later."

"P-please no... I BEG OF YOU!!!"

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She screamed but holy water entered her throat, burning up it before her head was yanked from the bucket.

"Four minutes sir!" The assistant that was measuring on a stopwatch called out to the big one-way mirror, not letting her see the despicable human that caused this fate to befall her.

"Not long enough, try for more." The crackling noise of the radio said.

"Wait no!!" She screamed in fear as she finally stopped coughing.

"You heard them boys, keep going."

"No--" Her head was forced under water again.

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She sat in the corner, staring at the opposite corner without really seeing it, face in absolute horrible pain.

They had done this too her, they made her believe and then rip it all away along with doing this too her face.

She almost could see the white page of fear be tainted by black hatred and with each day that passed, a drop of more black was added until today, when the page had turned black and her hate, want for revenge, burnt brighter then her fear.

With a crack, that the only word that fit it, her body changed, revealing its true shape as she screamed in pain as the skin boiled off her face in a black burst of smoke and her skull shatter itself and pushed out.

It hurt, it hurt so much but the moment it was over the girl was more amazed by what she saw in the reflection of the cold walls that trapped her instead of the pain bothering her.

A lanky black body looking like an emaciated shaggy black dog's mixed with a human's, fur covering the whole body with a simple deer skull instead of her skull with huge antlers that didn't feel heavy at all, the most captivating was the gaping hole in her chest before the door to her cell opened.

As she saw the human, hunger like she never felt in a long time hit her, craving to eat, to satiate not only it but her anger too, her driving anger.

She was hungry.

So angry.

So hungry.

Hungry...

HUNGRY!!!!

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She bolted up, body heaving itself off the bed, launching at the smell that was assaulting her nose, fresh human blood and she needed it, she was so hungry.

She knocked something over but she didn't care as she held the human body part, eyes glowing in hunger as she threw the whole mask off violently, too much in a hurry to play around with it, leaning over the flesh and sinking her teeth in and tearing after a piece, sending blood splatter on her face and the ground.

She devoured the whole carcass that turned out to be only an arm in a matter of minutes, it didn't ease the whole of her hunger but it was something.

Blind hunger gone let her come to several conclusions at the same time.

One: She's still alive.

Two: Her wounds are tended too and wrapped up.

Three: She is not in the room she first woke up in.

Four: She was in a room so she must have been caught again.

Five: She is wearing a nightgown.

Six: Someone was in here with her.

She hung her head, causing her hair to hang in front of her face and obscure it tho she looked through the strands to see the woman dressed in black and a veil sit there in almost palpable shock before she stood fast and dusted herself off.

She momentarily thought Miranda went mental, giving her to the weakest of the lord, Donna Beneviento, but she thought better, to never underestimate her enemy. Miranda is a scientist and thinks as such, she must have had a reason why she sent her here.

"What do you want?" She growled out, watching the lord flinch slightly, despite her still being cuffed and all it seemed Donna was the one that was trapped.

"You should be grateful! If it was for me you wouldn't have been given anything to eat!" The doll Angie angrily said as Donna tried to hush her, not wanting a fight she would lose.

The wendigo looked at Donna, she knew enough about each lord to quickly come to the conclusion as to why she was her captor, her damned plants and foggy forest, now that her head was clear she was sure she had indeed been trapped by the lady's forest and not actually stuck in a seemingly endless forest, the only way to escape this lord was to be let out by the lord herself or another of the lords... So even if she killed Donna she'd be stuck in this estate until Miranda or someone else came along and caught her again.

"I would have bitten off her face if I could have trust me so it was a good choice the human arm." She smirked a bit as the lord's shoulders jerked up and stayed up in fear she could smell from there. "Now doll, be a nice thing and give that too me." She held her hand towards the mask Angie had picked up.

"There you go ugly!" The doll threw it after trying to spit in it but since she was a doll she was quite unable to spit.

The creature put the mask over her face and brushed the hair back over her shoulders.

"Where are my clothes?" She asked, standing, able to be cordial if she wished, a charmer if she needed, that was how she blended in with humanity after all and she couldn't have the doll maker, who was the only way out, get more scared or she felt like her heart would stop beating, it was going just so fast and she needed her alive.

"They were tattered so I fixed them while you slept since a guest shouldn't walk around like that." The monster could tell it was Donna talking even if it was Angie's voice, using the doll to talk to her, such a shy lord this woman was.

"Guest, don't make me laugh." She thought, looking at the cuffs on her but giving a nod. "How very nice of you."