through the shine of the reflected torchlight, that one eye was green and the other was blue.
“We cannot say such words. We cannot say such words. We cannot say such words. Or else he knows his teachings didn’t sink in.” Izac began to repeat while rocking back and forth from heel to toe. This lasted for five repetitions, and then he turned his attention back to Anna. “Now, why don’t we both quit the chatter and prepare for the procedure.”
Izac’s tone was calm and devious. Anna imagined a cat hidden outside a mousehole, waiting for its prey.
“But, but—” Anna stuttered, “I’m not alone.”
This stunned Izac for a moment.
“You are a—” He paused a moment to let his multicolored eyes dart around the room. “A whore who sells her body for drugs. You won’t be missed by any. So who would come to your aid?”
Anna made no reply, but her eyes darted to her stomach.
“Don’t tell me. You are with child?” Izac asked hopefully, though Anna was more afraid that he was hoping she would be. Finally, she nodded. “Well, you cannot expect him to extract your eggs with a child developing inside you.”
A look of pure fear was plastered on Anna’s face as Izac stood and made his way to one of the drawer-lined walls. Upon reaching them, he opened the top drawer and pulled out a syringe, needle, and bottle. He then drew fluid from the bottle, into the syringe, and moved back to Anna’s side. She tried to struggle to free herself the whole time but to no avail. She then tried screaming for help. Izac looked angered but still kept his calm tone.
“Please shut up now and accept your fate, miss.”
“But my baby! What shall happen to my baby?”
“It shall be killed by this drug before or, perhaps, when you give birth to it.”
“No!”
“Just keep your trap shut or I’ll stitch it shut myself!” Izac shouted. “By the Shinigami, I cannot stand being nice to pitiful mortals for so long. How he does it day after day, I shall never know.”
“Who is he?”
Izac sneered sinisterly at her.
“You know what, I am in a quid pro quo mood right now, so I will tell you. But first, I’m getting my sewing kit.”
He then pushed away from the operating table, stood up, and walked to the cabinets directly to Anna’s left. He opened several of them until giving up and beginning to search the drawers. When he finally found what he was looking for, he brought it out, closed the drawer, and returned to Anna’s side.
“Now, let’s get the sewing done, miss. And don’t worry your pretty little head off one bit. I’ll set your collar to prohibit all movement, and you can still feel the lovely pain. Isn’t it just great?”
Anna began to scream and cry. She tried to struggle, but the collar around her neck restrained her movements. Izac then adjusted her collar via the knob on the side, and she then could only move her eyes but still feel everything that touched her body.
When her restraint was adjusted, Izac began his lunacy. He stitched her lips together, feeling the urge to talk to her the entire time.
“Don’t worry, miss. You are in good hands,” he assured her as he waved his arms in front of her permanently opened eyes as often as he could. “I did all this with my bare hands! Though my right hand is a little more challenged and slower than my left, it still does great work when needed.”
The sewing took just under seven minutes with extreme and exact care.
“Ah, there we are. All finished.”
He stood up and admired his work for a moment. It was, to his eyes, a beautiful masterpiece of stitches that kept her two lips from opening. He knew he could have just used the collar to keep her from moving, but he wanted to play with her.
“Now, for our quid pro quo. When I said he a few minutes ago, I was referring to my older brother, Adrian. He and I have a partnership where we try to complete the work I mentioned earlier, and there are other bonuses to our work as well.”
Izac smiled an envious smile as he looked down at Anna.
“You are so lucky to experience such glorious pain. Without pain, we can never transform into the true being we are meant to be. Unfortunately, most don’t last long enough to fully transform. I truly do hope that you will be one of the survivors that last several glorious nights.”
He injected her with the chemical and waited for it to take effect. He didn’t have to wait long. Her water broke almost instantly from the pure shock that was affecting her body.
“Wow, he must have mixed an extremely potent batch this time,” Izac squealed with glee.
Anna mumbled something through her lips. Izac’s response was a look of satisfaction. He smiled and waved goodbye to her.
5
Izac began to giggle and soon it grew into a chuckle and soon after he was rolling in an uncontrollable laughter. As he did this, his eyes tilted back into his head until only the whites were visible. His arms wrapped themselves around his body, embracing himself in a hug.
“I prepared her just as we needed!” Izac exclaimed through his laughter. “There was one complication, and we need to take care of it before we could proceed.”
Izac’s fit of laughter ceased, and then his position and eyes returned to normal. He then walked from his position to the counter and put the glasses sitting there back on.
“Well, it looks as though,” said the familiar voice of the kind man who had taken her in and started this nightmare absently, “Izac started to have fun before it was his time. A good spanking is in order, but I could never do more than scold him.”
“Oh! You’re in labor, aren’t you?” he said as his attention now focused on her body. “Then let’s get rid of that baby and get on with this extraction.”
The doctor, who she now knew was named Adrian, moved over to a full-size cabinet directly beside an unmarked door that led to more unimaginable terror. He brought out the tools he needed and returned to Anna’s side.
“Sorry for the delay. The evening isn’t young anymore, so we must move quickly.”
Anna tried to scream again as the doctor spread her legs and began to pull the child out. After a half hour of struggling and hard labor on the part of both Anna and the doctor, the baby was prematurely born.
6
“Congratulations,” the doctor said, panting slightly, “you now have a purpose again.”
The doctor smiled and threw the fetus to the left side of Anna’s head. She turned her eyes to the bloody small mass and realized with great despair that had this nightmare not started, she would have had a beautiful son.
“Well, while that was fun, it wasn’t the main course that I needed to satisfy our hunger. So let us begin.” This was a voice becoming the higher pitch of Izac
