May Death Do Us Part

Chapter 1

"Adam..."
That sweet voice.... the one I love... it called out to me as I walked in a misty land of nothing.

As the voice got louder, my pace quickened "Isabella?!" I shouted.

"Adam..."
Her beautiful voice called for me again.

I ran for the voice, finding my blonde lover sitting on the ground... Blood covered her body as she reached out to me

"Adam..."

I snapped awake. Laying on my lap was my pesky little sister, Ariana. "Adam! Get up! You're gonna be late!" I glanced at my clock.

Shit... she's right...

Without another word, I sprang up and began to get ready. The lab couldn't wait.

The reason I was always so excited to go to work? Because day after day.. I got close to reviving my beautiful Isabella. I love her... sometimes I regret ever doing that damned experiment on her...

I smiled to myself as I began walking out the door. "Bell, you won't have to wait too much longer! I'm gonna bring you back for sure!"

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I sighed as I entered the lab.

As always, it was empty. My apprentice, Ian, hadn't gotten out of school yet.

I walked over to the experiment table, uncovering the cloth off of the body of Isabella. I looked over her, picking up her messy hair

"I miss you, Bell..." I murmured. A tiny part inside of me hoped she'd reply back, however, that was just a hope and no matter how much I wished, she'd never reply back.

I got out the correct equipment and began to examine my lover. She had nothing wrong with her thankfully, seeing as Ian had messed with her, trying to help out.

'Sometimes that boy doesn't know what he's doing...'

I huffed as i thought about the previous day. Ian was moving Isabella's table to help make room, and he ended up crushing her arm. I had looked over that arm very carefully, giving him a good scolding.

I was snapped away from my thoughts as Ian walked in. "Mr.Quinstonnn~ I'm heeeeere~"

I looked in the direction of the voice, finding none other than my idiotic apprentice standing at the front door "Yes, I could tell by your noisy arrival. What do you think I am, deaf? I'm not THAT old!"

"....But aren't you, like, 50?"

I walked over to that dumb boy and lightly smacked the top of his head "I'm 28! My hairs are not gray nor do I live in a retirement home!"

Ian laughed "Just kidding!! Owww.... that huuuurt...."

"You should know that scientists do not crack up. Now, hurry and start doing your duties."

I sent Ian off to do his assigned tasks, going back over to Isabella. Sadly, I picked the blanket up and put it back over her.