Jazz trudged her way down the hall, guts in hand. She sat on the table, highly exhausted. As she looked around the room she saw squiggly , metal instruments that looked like they were used for prying and cutting. She felt the fur on her back stand.
Octavius then came into the room and closed the iron doors. They locked and Jazz felt uncomfortable, keeping herself at ease by biting her tongue. Octavius walked around the table looking at Jazzmine a few times, studying her build and her fur. He touched the black line of standing silky fur running from the nape of her neck, all the way down to the top of her black tail. "Fascinating. Now my dear, would you mind laying back on the table? Stay completely still for me," he says softly. Jazz grunted and did as asked. He strapped her paws all in the shackles hooked to the table, to keep her from jerking or moving away. He pulled out a glass needle with a six inch tip and stuck it into Jazz's shoulder, causing her to slowly fall asleep.
After she had passed out, Octavius took his time sewing and putting Jazzmine's insides back into her body. He finally finished, but before waking her up, he decided that she'd make a great test subject for a new chemical he had made. "I'm sorry I have to do this. I just need one more chance," he said as he ran his claws lightly over her snout. He took out a metal bucket and poured a light liquid over her body. Jazzmine's shoulder flesh had began to rot, and Octavius quickly pulled it off. He threw the now black fur covered flesh into a bin and closed it.
A few hours went by and Octavius spent his time perfecting every little stitch and staple he had fixed her body with. Admiring his work, Jazz had woken up and visciously snapped at him, causing him to stumble back into a table saw. Jazz ripped her arms and legs from the shackles and pulled him off of the saw in fright. He laughed his ass off, looking at Jazz and as she looked back she sat on the table again. Octavius' body formed back together as he pushed his ribs back into place.
"That really tickles, but I wouldn't advise you to do it as well, you need to heal before you die again", he said.
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Unexpected Earth
FantasyThe fascinating life of Carol Apostol, a woman on the run, later on becoming the monster she'll always be seen as. Cover art by me.