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“I miss my husband at times. But if I stop and think of it I am glad he is gone. He made me into this. I died. I had been killed when the village attacked us the first time and he made me live once more. I look into this mirror and see my green dead skin, my purple eyes and black purple hair. My ‘son’ had saved me that final night. The night Viktor died. He then wondered one way and found Cameron and I another. Mostly because in my anger I had blamed him. In my anger I sent him away. I reconnected a century later and begged forgiveness. He said he forgave me but I am unsure. We are after all dead beings. Our souls, that were once our source of life, after all left us in death. And Frank was created from many people. It is ironic that I am a surgeon. I work in the Emergency Room and Plastic Surgery. I either try to save people; bring them back from the dead. Or I create them. In a different way than Viktor created Frank and myself. Or I allow them to die to continue to exist. Having to update our organs every decade; doing it bit by bit.”
Beth looked up at the door opening. She was eyeing the torso of the man she would be giving pec implants to. Not that he needed them. He would make a good torso for her son. Pity he would code on the table. She smiled. “Hello William.”
“Hello Doc! How are you today?”
“Oh I am wonderful! I am a young grandmother now! My son found his child after his ex ran off and she had tried to kill the poor child.”
“Oh Doc that is horrible! At least it sounds like your son found them in time!”
“Yes, my son is quite a good man. Though he doesn’t always think that.”
“Yes, well if people didn’t have messed up thoughts about themselves you wouldn’t have a job as a plastic surgeon.”
Beth laughed. “Yes, well the human condition has made sure I have a job for many, many years! So shirt off and hope up on the table!”n
“You know Doc most people would say this is a start to a porn flick!”
Beth laughed. “Well, we know different don’t we William! Now let’s see. You wanted to go up two sizes correct?”
“You are a handsome young man William why the body modifications?”
“So I can hold on to my girl. She is a ten.”
“Sounds a bit shallow William.”
“Maybe but I love her and I am going to hang on until she leaves me.”
“Sounds unhealthy William. But it is your life.”
“Yeah I know Doc, but love is irrational and makes your mind mush.”
Beth chuckled. “That it does William. That it does.”
Once the exam was finished she sent him on his way with some instructions for when he came back in two days for the procedure. It was one of the only pieces she needed for Frank for the next few years; and Frank had already got her new parts last year. She sat down at her desk and pulled out a worn picture. It was of her and Viktor on their wedding day. It was actually a photo of the portrait they had done that day. Viktor tried to make Frank look like such a mix of them after she had been unable to conceive. Beth had taken to Frank; however her irrational mind has created a void between them at times. She always knew were to hit where it hurt him the most. She would have to watch that now with her granddaughter. A baby in the Frankenstein family. She started laughing. There hadn’t been a baby since Viktor was alive and he was that last baby. The thing that really made it more ironic the child was biologically Mary Shelly’s descendent; the one being that showed that Frank had at least a shadow of a soul. She put the picture back in her desk and shut down her computer. She had a grandchild to shop for!
Beth was sitting with Frank and Bo. “This is my grandchild Bo.” She growled.
“We are looking for the father. Just in case it was a monster; we have to know what to expect Beth.”
“Don’t Beth me! I understand that we have to know but I want it set up that we are doing the ritual! My granddaughter deserved immortality!”
“I am not saying she doesn’t Beth; but what is the hurry?” Bo sighed.
“What’s the hurry?” Frank yelled! “I want this done before she can remember! The ritual is can give nightmares! And my daughter doesn’t need to have those until she is old enough to cause her own!”
Bo held up his hands. “Goddess! Fine! I will find the fifty new mothers and twenty-five nuns. You may have to go to a larger city.”
Frank and Beth nodded. “I have booked a flight for NYC in a week. Frank is getting his chest switched out in two days.” Beth stated.
“Did you want an officiator?” Bo asked. “And have you already set things up with who you need to in regards to Frank’s upgrade?”
Beth and Frank had a silent conversation. “Yes, Gus is on it. And No, I and my son should be able to perform the ritual just fine. Who did you have in mind?”
“Jacques Paris is in town.” Bo stated.
Frank lifted his head. “Marie’s first husband?”
Bo nodded. “Yes he had me set him up as James Van Derke.”
Beth raised an eyebrow. “I am shocked he would be in the same town as Marie. Not that I blamed him. If Frank wasn’t set to stay with his friends this time around I would have talked him out of this town with her in it. Zombies. Nasty creatures. At least Frank and I have minds of our own and aren’t controlled by a woman who gives…”
“Mother.” Frank flicked his eyes to his daughter.
“Oh sorry dear. I just really hate Marie.”
“Yes, trying to control the two of us; she is lucky she is alive. I wouldn’t have let her live if James hadn’t asked me. He was able to help me find a heart for mother.” Frank stated as he handed Beth his new little girl.
Bo sighed. “Yes, yes. Anyways he can help or you can do it yourselves. What do you want her name to be?”
“Sophie Elizabeth.” Frank stated. “We will perform the ritual ourselves. Just get us the ‘ingredients’ needed.” Frank took the papers to sign.
Beth smiled. “My little Sophie. You will be a spoiled little monster! Yes, you will!”
Frank smiled and continued to read the papers. He signed them with blood. Even if it wasn’t his own he had made it his own and there was magic in blood. When he was done he handed them back. “Anything else Bo?”
Bo looked over the papers. “No, everything is in order.” He stood and held out his hand. “Great doing business with you again?”
Beth smiled as Frank took Sophie and left. “Yes, always a pleasure Bo. When you need new skin come stop by and I will help you choose your new look.”
“Of course you and Frank always take care of me Beth.” He kissed her cheek and walked her out the door.
Two days later she had both William and Frank in her operating rooms. One with her staff and the other just Frank and Gus. She went and made sure all waivers were signed and put William under. Within fifteen minutes he had coded and with a DNR snuck into the paperwork the body was pronounced dead and rolled away. Beth pretended to be upset as she told his parents and girlfriend before going into her other operating room. “Ready Frank?”
“As always mother.” His head responded setting on the tray by the surgical tools. “This William is a good specimen, perhaps we should change out the legs as well it is only six months early.”
Beth nodded as she started to drain William of his blood putting it in a warmer. “I was thinking they as well. It is a logical course of action. Less cutting too. Just the head and the arms. Less stitches for you to cover as well this time.”
“Yes that is a benefit with Sophie now.”
“How is my little granddaughter treating you at night?”
“She is doing well. She calms with me or Lucas.”
“Strange most children have issues with wolves.”
“Yes well Lucas has always had a quality about him that drew monsters and their children in.” Frank watched as his mother removed William’s head. “Watch out for that bleed there mother.”
Just then an artery gushed splashing them all with fresh dead man’s blood. Beth licked it off her lips before wiping her face with her hand taking a lick. “Good blood.”
“If I didn’t know any better I would say you and Frank are vampiric as well.” Gus stated as he finished removing the arms from Frank’s old body and started to put William’s arms on it.
“We crave blood as any Monster Gus. Blood is where the life force is held. The soul remnants remain in the blood absorbing into us allowing us to be something more than mindless monsters.”
Gus nodded as Frank put in his two bits. “Yes, it is what gives us a semblance of normalcy in our undead life. Even if we must drink blood to gain it.” He winced as his mother picked his head up and started to stitch the head in the new body and bolt the spine to the base of his skull.
Beth coo’ed to him. “Don’t worry baby boy the pain will be gone after the jolt.” She stated as she hooked his bolts bolts to the power supply. It would cause he power to go out and many to die tonight if there were monsters who needed the flesh and blood.
Gus rolled his eyes. They were so sickening sometimes he thought as he slurped up a piece of arm skin from William. “Mmmm… fresh.”
“You better not be snacking on my son’s new body!” Beth hissed as she stitched on Frank’s arms.
“No! William’s arms! Leftovers! Leftovers!”
“Better be Gus.” She stated. “Okay let’s get this cleaned up so I can start up my son and he can get home to his daughter. Lucas is watching her correct?”
“Good.” She quickly stitched William’s arms and head on the now useless body.
Gus looked it over. “They will never know! G’night Frank and Beth!”
Beth nodded as she quickly changed and cleaned up the blood. She took the machine that kept the blood warm and started to pump it into Frank. “Okay time for the finale!” She started cranking up the power. “Ready son?”
“As ever mother.” Frank accepted the piece of leather in his mouth and it down.
Beth went back and pulled the switch. She watched as the body jolted. She stopped the power and did it again. She stopped the power and then did it one final time leaving it on until all the breakers, fuses and generators blew. She then made her way over after switching the switch off. “Frank?”
Frank groaned as he moved to sit up. He disconnected himself plugging the holes before to much blood was lost. He stitched them up. “Good as ever mother.” He stated as he jumped off the table. “Good body. Healthy. Toned. Good muscle. This will last a couple decades this time. Arms another five years.”
“Good. Good. Now go collect my lovely granddaughter we have a meeting to get to in NYC.”
“Of course mother.” Frank kissed her cheek and left.
It was several hours later as Frank and Beth stood over a kiddie pool that Sophie laid in, in a baby bath seat. They were in once hallowed land that was now a doorway to hell itself. Land tainted by the evil of man that was to keep it holy. They had their fifty new mothers and twenty-five nuns. They chanted their spell.
Frank went to complete the ritual. “Goddess of the Damned I ask thee to bless my daughter with immortality. To bless her with power. To bless her with beauty, grace and pose. To grant her a status above the mortals. As payment I and my mother, Elizabeth Frankenstein, present the blood of fifty new mothers and twenty-five nuns that Sophie Elizabeth Frankenstein shall be bathed in.” He nodded to his mother as she started to grab the heads of the mother’s and slit their throats over the kiddie pool. Draining them. Frank started in the other end and soon the blood of the mothers of new life were drained and Sophie happily splashing in the dark liquid of life. Frank moved and took the first nun. “We have given you the blood of the givers of life. Now we offer the blood of the pure.” He slit the first one’s throat and he and his mother made short work the blood starting to overflow from the pool.
Beth knelt down and bathed Sophie in the blood as Frank stood watch. Beth stood with Sophie in her arms. “Goddess we release the blood onto this once hallowed but now cursed ground to complete our offering!” She nodded and Frank kicked over the pool and allowed the blood to soak into the ground.
Frank looked to the sky. “Goddess, does my daughter have your blessing and curse?”
There was a flash of light that was green and deep purple in color and then the light balled up and slammed into Sophie’s chest, causing the babe to cry out and then fall into a content sleep.
Beth looked at Frank. “Congratulations Son the Goddess has blessed your daughter. Let’s go.” She kicked a body out of her way. Who cares about the story the newspapers would run. Nothing would come back at them.
Frank didn’t even kick them from out of the way and just walked over them as he carried his daughter to leave for their current home.
Beth smiled as Frank doted in the little girl as they headed back to Grand Prairie Rapids, yes this undead life caused them to be monsters but it was so worth it in the end. No matter the amount of blood on their hands.