05-27-2007, 12:56 AM
Eyes clenched closed, he could feel the heat of an overhead lamp pressing against his face. The smell of chemicals and latex filled his nostrils. He wriggled his limbs, feeling the clamps on his wrists and ankles, holding him hostage. Gasps filled the room as he did so, metal clanged against the floor. Someone had dropped something.
?Doctor!? A woman?s voice crackled from behind a veil of fear, another gasp came from a manlier source. ?He?s? awake.? She spoke hesitantly, choosing her words very carefully.
?Get more anesthesia in here now!? The manly voice spoke again, a muffled voice, obviously covered by a surgical mask. He finally had the voice to open his eyes, a man?s face eclipsed the surgical lamp that floated above his head, and the apron on the doctor was covered in blood. He hadn?t taken the time to ponder whether the blood was his own, probably because it wasn?t really any concern.
?He opened his eyes, give me the needle,? a moments pause. ?THE FUCKING NEEDLE LINDA!? Increasing her pace a woman, presumably Nurse Linda, popped into the Konat?s vision and slipped a needle into the doctor?s waiting hand.
Before he could force the tip into Minoshia?s neck, the sound of splitting metal echoed in the rambunctious surgical room. The doctors looked down to see the Konat?s hand wandering free, the metal clamp lying deformed and broken on the floor. Very quickly the young prince reached up and snatched the needle from the surgeon?s hand, spinning it efficiently in his palm and turning the tip towards the man in the white coat.
Doctor James Stewart didn?t faint into unconsciousness immediately, but it didn?t take long after the needle pierced his neck for his body to collapse helplessly on the floor. The last thing he remembered hearing was the shrieking sounds of the nurses.
It didn?t take long for the three remaining clamps to join their deformed partner on the floor, freeing the child completely. Rolling out of the surgical bed, to the bewildered glances of the nurses and doctors, he simply walked past them towards the door.
?You can?t leave!? One nurse shrieked, Minoshia assumed it to be Linda. She sucked at her job. ?You?ll feel too much pain!? She stopped for a second, wondering why he wasn?t feeling any right now. ?We need to fix you!? Minoshia turned around after hearing her voice, and saw himself in a tall mirror that stood on the far end of the room. There was a rather large hole in his stomach.
?I don?t feel pain anymore.? Minoshia?s monotone snarl forced them to step backwards in fear. ?Here is a lesson in surgery.? Minoshia waved his hand over his stomach, and flesh began to grow back. Being able to heal yourself was a neat trick.
Turning on his heels he pressed his palms against the door and walked through it, down the long hallways and past the receptionist?s desk, towards a Teletube labeled ?Earth?.
?Sir! Would you like to leave a comment for the fans before officially leaving the tournament?? She sounded excited, with her fake smile and perfectly white teeth. A conformist to society views of beauty, he disgusted him. He walked over and picked up the pen, never taking his eyes off the receptionist of the building. Her nametag read ?Lucille?, a fitting name for a receptionist. He scribbled something down quickly, and spun the clipboard back towards Lucille, letting her read it. Her face turned white as the paper as she read the words.
?In response to my elimination, I will take my free time to visit Earth. In response to my anger, I will tear thousands of innocent lives into darkness. Enjoy your peace and quiet while it lasts. You will all be dead soon enough.?
Lucille looked at the dark prince with fear and disgust on her face. Minoshia smiled in return, leaning very close to her. As he got closer to her face, she pushed back further in the chair, and he continued to encroach.
?If that doesn?t make it onto the air, I will find you. When I find you, I will tear your innards out while your heart is still beating, and force feed it to all your living relatives.? He quickly retreated and turned around, heading towards the door. He opened it half way then turned around once more, obviously forgetting something. ?Oh yea, then I?ll kill them too.? He smiled, and walked into the tube, feeling his body dematerialize.
?Doctor!? A woman?s voice crackled from behind a veil of fear, another gasp came from a manlier source. ?He?s? awake.? She spoke hesitantly, choosing her words very carefully.
?Get more anesthesia in here now!? The manly voice spoke again, a muffled voice, obviously covered by a surgical mask. He finally had the voice to open his eyes, a man?s face eclipsed the surgical lamp that floated above his head, and the apron on the doctor was covered in blood. He hadn?t taken the time to ponder whether the blood was his own, probably because it wasn?t really any concern.
?He opened his eyes, give me the needle,? a moments pause. ?THE FUCKING NEEDLE LINDA!? Increasing her pace a woman, presumably Nurse Linda, popped into the Konat?s vision and slipped a needle into the doctor?s waiting hand.
Before he could force the tip into Minoshia?s neck, the sound of splitting metal echoed in the rambunctious surgical room. The doctors looked down to see the Konat?s hand wandering free, the metal clamp lying deformed and broken on the floor. Very quickly the young prince reached up and snatched the needle from the surgeon?s hand, spinning it efficiently in his palm and turning the tip towards the man in the white coat.
Doctor James Stewart didn?t faint into unconsciousness immediately, but it didn?t take long after the needle pierced his neck for his body to collapse helplessly on the floor. The last thing he remembered hearing was the shrieking sounds of the nurses.
It didn?t take long for the three remaining clamps to join their deformed partner on the floor, freeing the child completely. Rolling out of the surgical bed, to the bewildered glances of the nurses and doctors, he simply walked past them towards the door.
?You can?t leave!? One nurse shrieked, Minoshia assumed it to be Linda. She sucked at her job. ?You?ll feel too much pain!? She stopped for a second, wondering why he wasn?t feeling any right now. ?We need to fix you!? Minoshia turned around after hearing her voice, and saw himself in a tall mirror that stood on the far end of the room. There was a rather large hole in his stomach.
?I don?t feel pain anymore.? Minoshia?s monotone snarl forced them to step backwards in fear. ?Here is a lesson in surgery.? Minoshia waved his hand over his stomach, and flesh began to grow back. Being able to heal yourself was a neat trick.
Turning on his heels he pressed his palms against the door and walked through it, down the long hallways and past the receptionist?s desk, towards a Teletube labeled ?Earth?.
?Sir! Would you like to leave a comment for the fans before officially leaving the tournament?? She sounded excited, with her fake smile and perfectly white teeth. A conformist to society views of beauty, he disgusted him. He walked over and picked up the pen, never taking his eyes off the receptionist of the building. Her nametag read ?Lucille?, a fitting name for a receptionist. He scribbled something down quickly, and spun the clipboard back towards Lucille, letting her read it. Her face turned white as the paper as she read the words.
?In response to my elimination, I will take my free time to visit Earth. In response to my anger, I will tear thousands of innocent lives into darkness. Enjoy your peace and quiet while it lasts. You will all be dead soon enough.?
Lucille looked at the dark prince with fear and disgust on her face. Minoshia smiled in return, leaning very close to her. As he got closer to her face, she pushed back further in the chair, and he continued to encroach.
?If that doesn?t make it onto the air, I will find you. When I find you, I will tear your innards out while your heart is still beating, and force feed it to all your living relatives.? He quickly retreated and turned around, heading towards the door. He opened it half way then turned around once more, obviously forgetting something. ?Oh yea, then I?ll kill them too.? He smiled, and walked into the tube, feeling his body dematerialize.
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The Prince of Darkness