Rise of The Ripper
By Jasper-Michelle Johannesen
Copyright © 2013 Jasper-Michelle Johannesen
All Rights Reserved
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A woman lies on a bed, sweat dripping from her head, screaming in anguish as her house maids run around trying to aid their new arrival. A family friend enters, he's a doctor who owes a favour to the family, his debt will be over if he can help Lady McGuire survive. The baby was expendable. Hours go by and the doctor has been at it nonstop, Lady McGuire was still screaming but at least the bleeding had stopped
"Dr Gloster, is m'lady going to be alright?" The maids face was bright red and beads of sweat glittered off her forehead and anxiety shone from her eyes
"Not to worry, Lady McGuire's condition is on the mend at rapid speed" he handed the maid a rag and she wiped her face. Buckets lay beside the bed full of the fluid the poured from between Lady McGuire's legs, she screamed and yelled as the baby began to emerge head first. A few more hours past and the baby had arrived into the world, scared and covered in blood. Dr Gloster past the baby to the maid who carried it towards the fireplace where the dancing flames waited, wanting to be fed.
"Where is she? Where are you taking her?" Breathed Lady McGuire, she was calm but exhausted after 8 hours in aggravating labour
"To the pit m'lady, she we shall dispose of it properly" a bloody sacrifice to the flames whom waited for a taste of flesh
"Why must she die?" She cried "she cries like any other baby, she breathes like any other, laughs and smiles like a normal child! So why must she die?" Tears poured from her tired eyes as she choked on every word, every syllable. She was heart broken, despite how she fell pregnant and who the child's biological father is
"But m'lady, you can't possibly raise this thing" she stared at the crying child she cradled with disgust "even when it's father is that psycho!" She spat each word
"SHE IS MY CHILD!" She shrieked "AND THIS IS MY HOUSE SO WHILE YOU WORK HERE YOU WILL DO AS I SAY NOW HAND HER OVER!" The maid did as she was told, Lady McGuire cradled the child and with the corner of her gown she wiped the blood off the child's face
"Lord McGuire believes she is his daughter and I want it to stay that way! You hear me Elizabeth?" The maid nodded and left her with the child and Dr Gloster
"Lady McGuire, keeping the child is risky. With whom her father is there brings very high chances that the child will develop Psychosis and Schizophrenia in the next 15 years" Dr Gloster fiddled with his pocket watch, Lady McGuire waved the idea off with a swipe of her hand
"That affair was a mistake and this child shouldn't pay for my mistake" her face softened "and my paramour is dead now, better that way before he hurt someone else"
"Of course" he bowed in respect to her choice, the child beamed in the arms of her mother and her mother smiled back
"Jacqueline, I shall name name her Jaqueline after my husband - Lord Jack McGuire"
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Rise of The Ripper
Historical FictionEveryone has heard of Victorian London's infamous serial killer Jack the Ripper, but nobody knows how such a brute was created. Nobody until now.
