Manipulate My Heart

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T.W: Mild Violence
( note : I am not a professional surgeon so if you find anything wrong do inform me so I can fix it because I can be wrong.)

3rd person's pov

Inside a warehouse a body laid limp on the operating table. Across the table a dark figure loomed over. Rythimic sound of tapping could be heard resonating around the eerie and cold warehouse.

Soon the body started twitching which made the tapping stop, a pair of eyes fluttered open taking in their surrounding. The man strapped down to the operating table started squirming, while the lights of the warehouse turned on suddenly letting the dark figure make it's presence known.

The man started squirming with more intensity upon seeing the person in front of him. The figure grinned evilly, while it took a pair of gloves from the side table and started wearing them all while staring into the eyes of the man.

" My my what do we have here" A woman entered the warehouse with her hands in the pocket of her doctors coat.
The mans eyes widened at the sight and muffled sounds of pleading could be heard.

The woman was carrying a box which the man seemed to recognize causing him to shift intensly such that the table started to shake. The figure beside him slammed it's hand into his stomach.
Causing the man to groan into the gag and stop his actions.

The doctor smiled at the sight and walked around the table handing the box to the figure. The figure who turned out to be another woman opened the box and took out a syringe, scalpel, tweezers, alcohol, and sulphuric acid.

The doctor across the table reached out to the man and untied his gag. A loud scream escapes the mans mouth which earned him another punch in his stomach. He made a noise of pain and started cursing at the two woman.

The doctor smiled at his reaction. " Why the fuck am I tied up in here. Open these goddamn restraints, you bitch. " He spat in anger and frustration. This made the doctor smile even more if that was even possible.

" Well to answer your first question I wanted you here to punish you for touching what is mine and setting an example of you for the organization to not take me lightly, second those restraints ain't coming off of you, and you are right I am a bitch. " She replied while moving around the table to sit on the chair across, sitting elegantly while watching it unfold.

The man started sweating furiously knowing that the person in front of her is the white tigers leader. " What a-are y- you going to do to me " The poor man asked.

The other woman smiled at the question
" Well thats for you to find out " The woman replied and took the scalpel in her hand making a cut in the mans abdomen, then gliding it towards his chest with ease.

The man screamed in agony but it was music to the sick doctor and woman. She looked up from his slit body to the mans face seeing him look at himself with horror filled eyes. He could see the deep cuts which were slightly turning red from the blood.

If he saw that any longer he might pass out so he closed his eyes but the woman was not letting him have his way as she slapped the shit out of him and forced his face to look at his insides.

His eyes widened and he fainted at the clear site of his organs. The woman scoffed at him and released his head to work at his operation. She stretched his slit body more and took a good look of what's inside. His kidney was going rotten guess he drinks a lot.

She took a precision knife and very carefully cut a tiny tissue of his stomach kidney, lungs and a blood sample from his veins. After his little surgery she took a veil out of the box and a syringe. She opened the veil and filled it in the syringe carefully not to drop on herself.