May I cut you open? (Charlotte)

by **Frank Stein** Thu Dec 01, 2011 7:53 pm

School Counselor and Healer Frank Stein's office in the Hospital Wing was reverberating with screams. He wasn't really supposed to experiment on the German's inside the castle, but Frank, quite honestly, was too lazy to take him anywhere else.

Frank growled as he pushed the man back down on the operating table, strapping him down once more. How the man managed to break out of the straps, Frank didn't know, but now the man, who's stomach was cut open, had gotten blood all over Frank's lab coat. "Will you stay still!" Frank growled. Sure, he could have sedated him, but where was the fun if the German couldn't feel anything?

Finally, Frank had enough, and simply Stunned the man, who slackened. Frank sighed and headed for the door, opening it and stepping out into the Hospital Wing, whistling to himself. He froze, however, when he saw a student standing there in the doorway. Completely ignoring the fact that he was spattered with blood, he grinned. "Oh, hello. Here to volunteer for a dissection?"

by **Charlotte Smith** Thu Dec 01, 2011 7:58 pm

Charlotte had been waiting for a while inside the hospital wing, she had been told by her father to come and let the Healer know about her condition just in case she needed treatment here so she had done so and was sitting on one of the hospital beds swinging her feet softly.

Then, she turned pale, and her eyes went grey.

What was that sound?

Getting up from the bed she looked around a few corners until she saw who she hoped wasn't the Healer. He was splattered in blood, had a weird thing coming out his head, and he asked her if she wanted to volunteer for a dissection.

"N-no..." she whispered

Tempted to turn around and walk out Charlotte tried hard not to turn into something else, and run away, she had to tell him.

"I just c-c-ame her because my dad told me to."

by **Frank Stein** Thu Dec 01, 2011 8:11 pm

"N-no..." the girl waiting for him whispered, obviously terrified of something. What it was, Frank hadn't a clue. It didn't really concern him, after all. "I just c-c-ame her because my dad told me to."

"Well then," Frank said, whipping out his wand and waving it, summoning a wheeled swivel chair from his office and sitting down on in backwards, so that he was leaning his arms against the backrest of the chair, grinning at the girl.

"Why don't you tell Healer Stein all about what ails you, and I'll see what I can do, hm?" Oh, shoot, now he was getting blood all over his chair. Tapping it and his coat with his wand, he watched as the blood disappeared. Then, just to freak out this cute little girl, he reached up and turned the knob in his head, which gave off a few audible clicks.

by **Charlotte Smith** Thu Dec 01, 2011 8:19 pm

Charlotte began to relax a little and she could feel that her eyes were returning to their normal red colour, it seemed as if she had just caught this man at a bad time, maybe he was doing an experiment or something?

"Okay then." She said, a little more confident and she sat on one of the nearby beds, swinging her feet again.

Then it struck her she didn't really know why her father had sent her here, what was she supposed to say? As she was thinking, she heard a series of horrible clicking noises and as she looked, reluctantly, at the Professor she felt vaugely sick.

"E-e-excuse me. But what is that?" Charlotte asked politely

Biting her lip Charlotte tried to contain the feeling to throw up and she smiled, a strained smile, at the man.

"I'm a metamorphagus, I guess that means I might need different treatment or something if I get sick, my dad, he didn't really explain."

by **Frank Stein** Thu Dec 01, 2011 8:26 pm

"E-e-excuse me. But what is that?"

"Hm?" Frank hummed as the girl asked about the knob in his head. A grin spreading on his face, he explained. "Well, my dear, it keeps my brain from turning into that," he said, pointing at a shelf in the back of the Hospital Wing, upon which stood a jar. In it was what looked like a giant, dried up raisin, a deteriorated brain.

"I'm a metamorphagus, I guess that means I might need different treatment or something if I get sick, my dad, he didn't really explain."

Kids these days. "So, you're a Metamorph," he said, trailing off and blinking owlishly. "You still haven't told me..." he trailed off again, realizing something. He hadn't properly examined a Metamorphmagus before... Immediately he shot out of his chair and moved over to the girl, pulling her off the bed she was sitting on into a standing position.

"So, tell me what's wrong with you, Miss...?" he muttered as he knelt and started poking and prodding her with his fingers and wand, humming a tune to himself with a huge grin on his face.

by **Charlotte Smith** Thu Dec 01, 2011 8:36 pm

Charlotte didn't know whether she should be repulsed or entranced by the way he seemed to be flitting from emotions, and the way he called her 'dear' almost made her shudder but she controlled it, when he said that it stopped his brain from dying Charlotte nodded slowly, wide eyed.

"Uhh...well then that's pretty important...did you m-make it yourself?"

Gasping as she was pulled from the bed Charlotte stood like she had been told and felt like she was very very trappedas she was poked and prodded by Healer Stein, it got a little too much to handle when he took out his wand.

Charlotte quickly backed up away from him and felt her eyes go grey again, she was scared sensless by this man.

"I...I have a degenerative heart condition, it's nothing to worry about but if I do have some attacks or something my dad thought you should know..."

Backing up some more she smiled nervously.

by **Frank Stein** Thu Dec 01, 2011 8:48 pm

"Uhh...well then that's pretty important...did you m-make it yourself?"

Frank almost glared at the child in front of him. "Girl, I'm 92 years old, the very best in my fields of magic, of course I made it myself. What do you think I am, an amateur?" he asked, looking at her like she was the dumbest little girl in the world. Well, in his opinion, she was. Like he'd stick someone else's work through his brain.

"I...I have a degenerative heart condition, it's nothing to worry about but if I do have some attacks or something my dad thought you should know..."

Frank just hummed and forcefully laid the girl down on the bed. As soon as he did, straps appeared out on nowhere, wrapping around her hands and feet. From his lab coat, Frank took out a stetoscope and put it on. "You'll have to excuse the muggle contraption, little girl," he said, pressing it against her chest to listen to her heartbeat, "but, you know, with this this in my head, I can't exactly listen for myself."

Her heart sounded just fine. A bit irregular, but nothing that a bit of rest wouldn't be able to fix. "Well," he said as he pocketed his stetoscope again, "I'd say you'll be just fine, so long as you don't do anything strenuous. However, since you're here, strapped down..."

Frank reached into his pocket, and this time he took out a scalpel, a huge grin appearing on his face. "Do you mind if I cut you open and dig around a little inside you? Just a little bit..."

by **Charlotte Smith** Thu Dec 01, 2011 8:56 pm

Charlotte flintched as though struck and she looked down at the floor, a bit shamed by the question that she had just asked Healer Stein, she waited until the blush had gone from her cheeks and she looked back up at him.

"I'm sorry, I just don't really know much about the feild of medicine, I apologise if I offended you sir."

As Charlotte was laid down on the bed she began to get a little scared and when the straps tied her down to the bed she looked up into the healers eyes with her own frightened ones, what the heck was he planning on doing?

"Uhm...okay..." she whispered

When Healer Stein confirmed that she was going to be okay Charlotte nodded and tried to get up, biting her lip she began to get more than a little panicked. The grin on his face, while holding a scalpel did NOT fill her with confidence.

"Yes...yes I mind. Please let me up..." She bit her lip, looking around to see if anyone was around to help her.

by **Frank Stein** Thu Dec 01, 2011 9:11 pm

"I'm sorry, I just don't really know much about the feild of medicine, I apologise if I offended you sir."

"Apology accepted," Frank said as he started cleaning his bloodied scalpel. Stupid German had gotten blood all over it... No regard for Frank's equipment... Seriously, it was all because he screamed and writhed that it got so messy, and the cuts got so uneven in the first place...

"Yes...yes I mind. Please let me up..."

"Now, I'm afraid I can't do that, dear," Frank said softly with a smile on his face. "See, I get bored, and-" A sudden scream interrupted him, coming from his office. Oh, great, Herr German was awake again. "I'll be right back," he told the Metamorph and got out of his chair, heading into his office, where the German was once more writhing and struggling on the table.

"Nun, ich habe keine Verwendung mehr für Sie," he told the German simply, then stabbed his scalpel into the German's exposed heart, watching as the man died with disappointment in his eyes. He'd been hoping that the man by some miracle survived.

"Now, where were we?" Frank asked as he stepped out of his office, once more cleaning his scalpel.

by **Charlotte Smith** Thu Dec 01, 2011 9:18 pm

Charlotte whimpered a little as she looked at the scalpel, she was going to be cut into ribbons and there was nothing she could do about it...or was there? There was a small glimmer of hope that she wouldn't die in this hospital bed and Charlotte just hoped she could take it.

"W-why not? You have to...you'll get in a lot of trouble Mister I'm t-t-telling you!"

Trying her best to get out of the binds Charlotte only ended up rubbing her wrists red raw and she hissed softly. Her heart nearly punched out of her chest at the scream and she felt herself getting ready to start crying.

That was going to be her soon.

"D-don't rush yourself."

Charlotte sighed, and tried to reach her bracelet that she was wearing, it was on the other side of the strap so she had to strain to reach it, finally, after what seemed like forever she managed to touch the stone set in the middle of it and it turned red.

The charm was activated and her daddy was coming.

"P-p-please don't!"

by **Cobalt Smith** Thu Dec 01, 2011 9:41 pm

The charm that he'd given Charlotte had been activated. Upon locating her in the school by following the charm and her scent, Cobalt marched into the room with an enraged growl. Levelling his gun at the man, Cobalt drew his daughter to his side with a summoning charm, catching her tightly and safely,

"Excuse me." he growled, flicking the safety off on his gun, "You seem to have been threatening my daughter."

He fired once, killing the mans patient,

"I want an explanation." he scowled, "If you lie to me, or tell me something I don't like, I will shoot your kneecaps out."

by **Frank Stein** Thu Dec 01, 2011 9:52 pm

"We-he-hell," Frank said with delight. "A gun! I haven't seen one of those in twenty years. I must say, this has been a very refreshing day! A Metamorphmagus and a gun! Hoh!" he laughed in amusement as he reached up, turning the knob on the side of his head happily, a habit of his when he was intrigued.

"I want an explanation," the stranger, possibly the girl's father, said with an ugly scowl. "If you lie to me, or tell me something I don't like, I will shoot your kneecaps out."

Frank clicked his tongue. "Hm, I did need to replace those, anyway. Very well, then, I shall explain," he said with an exaggerated bow. "I was merely planning on cutting this girl open and poke around inside her, to see what makes a Metamorphmagus a Metamorphmagus," he said simply, with no shame whatsoever.

Then, as an afterthought, he added, "And in the process, I could have taken a look at the poor child's heart condition."

by **Charlotte Smith** Thu Dec 01, 2011 9:56 pm

Charlotte turned her head when she heard someone come into the room and she smiled happily, relieved beyond belief, to see her father standing there and she was soon in his arms once more, and let herself cry there.

"Daddy please, can we...can we go now? Please?"

She all but begged wanting to be away from this hospital as soon as possible and if she ran then it wouldn't be fast enough.

At the casual way that Healer Stein explained what he was going to do Charlotte almost blanched and she no longer felt even remotely safe in the halls of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry.

Clutching her chest as she felt a small pang run through it Charlotte leant into Cobalt.

"Daddy please..."

by **Cobalt Smith** Thu Dec 01, 2011 10:39 pm

Cobalt growled at the man's response, holding Charlotte tighter to him as he did so. He slowly pushes Charlotte behind him,

"Friend you are messed up in the head." he told the man simply, "Putting you down would be like putting down a feral dog. But Briony might not approve of me getting your blood on her walls. So here's the deal... You come within ten feet of my daughter then her charmed bracelet will go off. And I will rip you heart out."

Turning to Charlotte, Cobalt wrapped her up in a warm hug and they both turned intangible, sinking through the floor,

"Lets go home Charlotte."

by **Frank Stein** Fri Dec 02, 2011 12:50 am

"Friend you are messed up in the head. Putting you down would be like putting down a feral dog. But Briony might not approve of me getting your blood on her walls. So here's the deal... You come within ten feet of my daughter then her charmed bracelet will go off. And I will rip you heart out."

Frank wasn't afraid of this man. He had been shot many times before, and he would just replace the wounded organs with a different one. None of his internal organs right now were his original, so the threat of 'putting him down' wasn't really all that terrifying, so Frank just lit a cigarette, his eyes widening when they started sinking into the floor.

"Oho! Now today is just full of surprises, isn't it?" he asked, more to himself than anyone else. First a Metamorph, then a gun, and now this strange ability to sink through the floors, a sort of teleportation, perhaps?