The Successful Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde

The Encounter with Mr. Hyde and the Separation

As Utterson went back home, his happiness quickly deteriorated into him thinking about Mr. Hyde. He couldn't look as horrifying as Enfield described, could he? The lawyer sat in his office chair, sighing and deciding to focus on his work, and nothing more.

Two days after, the thought of Mr. Hyde crossed Utterson's mind late at night. He looked at the time, and decided to go wait by the door Enfield had described. However, waiting for Hyde appeared to be harder than he thought. The cruel man only came back when it was almost dawn. Utterson quickly rushed over to Hyde, tapping his shoulder.
"Excuse me, sir?" Utterson said. Hyde hissed and moved away from Utterson a bit.
"What do you want?" Hyde asked. His voice sounded raspy, as if he were sick.
"I'm Mr. Utterson, I'm a.. friend, of Dr. Jekyll's." Utterson explained. "He spoke of y—"
"Lies." Hyde snarled, grabbing Utterson's jacket so the lawyer got closer. "Jekyll doesn't speak of me." Hyde's pointed ears drooped to the ground. Utterson wasn't too scared, but found it interesting.
"Curious..." The lawyer looked at Hyde's ears. Hyde let go and covered his ears, his cheeks heating up.
"What the fuck is your problem?" Hyde snarled.
"I don't have one. I'm simply curious about those ears of yours. I've never seen anything like it before." Utterson said. "... and your nails are strangely sharp." He added. Hyde backed up in shock, his hands falling to his sides as his cheeks became redder. But he suddenly growled.
"Listen, sir. I am a busy man, I don't have time to be treated like an animal in a fucking zoo!!" Edward snarled, pushing him from the door and slamming it in his face. Utterson sighed. This interaction was meaningless, and it only showed Utterson that Hyde was going to be a blight on Jekyll's reputation.

Hyde grabbed empty bottles and smashed them against the wall. Jekyll appeared from his shadow.
"Stop throwing a tantrum!" The doctor hissed.
"He treated me like a circus animal!! You saw it!!!" Hyde suddenly fell to his knees, covering his head. Jekyll felt pity for the poor man, realizing the real reason Edward was doing this. You see, before Hyde made a name for himself of being a monster, people would throw rocks at him and call him names. So, Hyde took the names, and rolled with it. But he was still scared of being treated like that again. The doctor carefully placed an arm around Hyde.
"... I'm sorry for snapping. It's okay, Edward, you're safe here, okay?" Jekyll assured. Hyde looked at him.
"You're not sorry." He stated.
"Yes I am." Jekyll cupped Hyde's cheeks. "What those people did to you was horrible." He gently pulled Hyde closer. "But they won't do it again. And Utterson was just interested in how you look. He's always been like that, curious about the unknown and strange, rouge sciences." He made Hyde look at him.
"... Utterson's gonna get punched." Hyde mumbled.
"By you?" Jekyll asked, smiling a little, knowing the other didn't mean it.
"Maybe." Hyde stated.

A few months had passed, and Jekyll was working tirelessly. The second part of his plan was in place.

Fully separate the evil and good.

Jekyll ran a hand through his hair.
"Doctor." Hyde called.
"What is it?" Jekyll looked at his reflection. Hyde stepped out of the mirror, seemingly blowing smoke from a cigar. Of course it was fake, and he could have done it any other way, but he was dramatic. Jekyll tried waving it away, but it showed calculations and formulas he hadn't tried.
"... where did.... when did...?" Jekyll looked at it, amazed Edward had any patience for this.
"You've working so hard I figured your brain hardly works. You haven't slept in a while either." Hyde stated. "So I'm helping. I want true freedom." He said, blowing more smoke over Henry's previous calculations that didn't work. Hyde started showing Jekyll how to properly mix the things, and after a few hours they came up with a red potion that glowed the same way HJ7 did. Jekyll poured a bit into a wine glass, and drank it. A familiar, racking pain took hold, and it affected Edward too. Since no one could hear Hyde, he screamed from the pain, while Jekyll bit down on his cravat, falling onto the ground. Minutes passed by, and there Hyde lay, on the ground with a real body (and clothes you perverted fuck). He didn't move, and his breathing was shallow. Jekyll quickly placed a hand on Hyde's side, rolling him onto his back.