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Page 2 of Patient 86784: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/8915246/
Purity de Winter, Depravity, and artwork are © me
It was late. Darkness had long since settled over the city, the soft glow of moonlight providing illumination that shone upon saint and sinner alike.
From her padded cell, a saint stared out at the moon. Her look was blank, full of questions and doubts. But she couldn't think, not clearly. The moon's radiance drew her vacant eyes, as if it might provide an answer to the great question she couldn't quite find the words to utter. The drugs coursing through her veins saw to that.
Not far away, the same radiance shone down upon a sinner.
Dressed in khakis and a white labcoat, a feline walked briskly away from the facility housing his patient. He paused by his car, fishing keys and a digital voice recorder from his labcoat, the doctor made a brief note. "Patient 86784 has shown remarkable progress the past two days. Questions about her former life have abated, and she shows signs of acceptance that she is a normal person. Of course, we will keep her under observation until we can determine what procedure will remove her invulnerability."
Satisfied with that quick note, the doctor clicked off his recorder, slid into his car, and revved the engine. As he started to back out, he glanced in the rear-view mirror.
And the glowing eyes in the mirror stared back at him. A voice, sweet as fresh cream and seductive as the most debased harlot, caressed his ears. "So, handsome. We understand you have something of ours..."
The doctor gasped, his eyes blinking as his mouth fought to form words. A stupefying haze washed over him, the feline's eyes registering the slender equine form lounging in his back seat. A corset of red leather supported soft, rounded breasts, a pair of glowing red eyes narrowed, beckoning his attention as the dark, faintly glowing horn spiraled up from above them. A mane of dull, ruddy flames cascaded down her neck, spilling over shoulders and back as the mare's lips split in a toothy grin.
"We heard you have a new patient, hmmm? Tell us, handsome... does she look like us?"
The doctor croaked, feeling a tug at his throat, accompanied by a sudden rush of heat and blood to his groin. "I.... y-yes.... we... we have a new patient.." he murmured, the demonic charms of the mare coaxing information from his lips without resistance. "Purity.... a h-heroine.... we're... curing her..."
The glowing eyes narrowed, the sultry smile fading as the dark mare leaned forwards. "Curing her, hmmm? Of what, exactly? Of who she truly is... to turn her some pathetic creature, shackled by drugs and therapy to forget that she was nigh unto a *goddess* amongst you mortals?"
The doctor shivered, and squeezed his eyes shut. Pleasure like nothing he'd ever encountered wracked his body as the mare's clawtips raked through his neck fur. He felt his pulse quickening with every breath. "Y-yess.... our... client..."
The hiss of Depravity's breath silenced the doctor, his words choked by a soft groan bubbling up from his throat. "Your client is nothing. We see what you plan. What you do. We see that you plan to end her life as she knows it. We see that you seek to rob US of our rightful prize!"
The doctor found himself opening the door to his car, stepping out and turning to face the shadows that oozed from the back of the vehicle, swirling and coalescing into the form of ebon flesh and flaming hair of Purity's dark twin.
"We, and we alone, will break her. Not you mortals. Not with drugs and trickery. By our might alone, we will crush her!"
The mare hissed, gripping the doctor's throat in one clawed hand. "You seek to reduce greatness to your level. To take from her all that she is." A shimmering glow formed around her clenched hand, the mare grinning as she squeezed her fingers.
The doctor scrabbled at the iron grip on his neck, he felt that tugging sensation growing stronger, painfully so after a few moments. His mouth opened to shout, but all that came from his suddenly dry lips was a hoarse gasp, and a few wisps of faintly glowing energy.
"Just as you seek to take away all that she is, we shall take away all that you are. Your strength. Your vitality. Your life..." The pull became stronger, and the feline began to struggle more fervently. His eyes grew sunken, clouding over with cataracts until the grinning, glaring visage of the mare faded from sight. Limbs withered, fur falling out in clumps as skin cracked and grew taut around his bones.
"And your face.." came an all too familiar voice. The doctor's withered ears perked, and he moaned as his body contorted in the grip of pleasure and pain alike. As he died, the sinner stretched, her form shimmering, changing to match the doctor's appearance as the demon within her supped greedily upon the stolen soul.
Depravity reached into the tattered labcoat shrouding the doctor's withered husk, and fished out his badge and voice recorder. His keys came next, unlocking the trunk as she stashed the frail corpse out of sight.
"Well now, time to go practice a little medicine."
Purity de Winter, Depravity, and artwork are © me
It was late. Darkness had long since settled over the city, the soft glow of moonlight providing illumination that shone upon saint and sinner alike.
From her padded cell, a saint stared out at the moon. Her look was blank, full of questions and doubts. But she couldn't think, not clearly. The moon's radiance drew her vacant eyes, as if it might provide an answer to the great question she couldn't quite find the words to utter. The drugs coursing through her veins saw to that.
Not far away, the same radiance shone down upon a sinner.
Dressed in khakis and a white labcoat, a feline walked briskly away from the facility housing his patient. He paused by his car, fishing keys and a digital voice recorder from his labcoat, the doctor made a brief note. "Patient 86784 has shown remarkable progress the past two days. Questions about her former life have abated, and she shows signs of acceptance that she is a normal person. Of course, we will keep her under observation until we can determine what procedure will remove her invulnerability."
Satisfied with that quick note, the doctor clicked off his recorder, slid into his car, and revved the engine. As he started to back out, he glanced in the rear-view mirror.
And the glowing eyes in the mirror stared back at him. A voice, sweet as fresh cream and seductive as the most debased harlot, caressed his ears. "So, handsome. We understand you have something of ours..."
The doctor gasped, his eyes blinking as his mouth fought to form words. A stupefying haze washed over him, the feline's eyes registering the slender equine form lounging in his back seat. A corset of red leather supported soft, rounded breasts, a pair of glowing red eyes narrowed, beckoning his attention as the dark, faintly glowing horn spiraled up from above them. A mane of dull, ruddy flames cascaded down her neck, spilling over shoulders and back as the mare's lips split in a toothy grin.
"We heard you have a new patient, hmmm? Tell us, handsome... does she look like us?"
The doctor croaked, feeling a tug at his throat, accompanied by a sudden rush of heat and blood to his groin. "I.... y-yes.... we... we have a new patient.." he murmured, the demonic charms of the mare coaxing information from his lips without resistance. "Purity.... a h-heroine.... we're... curing her..."
The glowing eyes narrowed, the sultry smile fading as the dark mare leaned forwards. "Curing her, hmmm? Of what, exactly? Of who she truly is... to turn her some pathetic creature, shackled by drugs and therapy to forget that she was nigh unto a *goddess* amongst you mortals?"
The doctor shivered, and squeezed his eyes shut. Pleasure like nothing he'd ever encountered wracked his body as the mare's clawtips raked through his neck fur. He felt his pulse quickening with every breath. "Y-yess.... our... client..."
The hiss of Depravity's breath silenced the doctor, his words choked by a soft groan bubbling up from his throat. "Your client is nothing. We see what you plan. What you do. We see that you plan to end her life as she knows it. We see that you seek to rob US of our rightful prize!"
The doctor found himself opening the door to his car, stepping out and turning to face the shadows that oozed from the back of the vehicle, swirling and coalescing into the form of ebon flesh and flaming hair of Purity's dark twin.
"We, and we alone, will break her. Not you mortals. Not with drugs and trickery. By our might alone, we will crush her!"
The mare hissed, gripping the doctor's throat in one clawed hand. "You seek to reduce greatness to your level. To take from her all that she is." A shimmering glow formed around her clenched hand, the mare grinning as she squeezed her fingers.
The doctor scrabbled at the iron grip on his neck, he felt that tugging sensation growing stronger, painfully so after a few moments. His mouth opened to shout, but all that came from his suddenly dry lips was a hoarse gasp, and a few wisps of faintly glowing energy.
"Just as you seek to take away all that she is, we shall take away all that you are. Your strength. Your vitality. Your life..." The pull became stronger, and the feline began to struggle more fervently. His eyes grew sunken, clouding over with cataracts until the grinning, glaring visage of the mare faded from sight. Limbs withered, fur falling out in clumps as skin cracked and grew taut around his bones.
"And your face.." came an all too familiar voice. The doctor's withered ears perked, and he moaned as his body contorted in the grip of pleasure and pain alike. As he died, the sinner stretched, her form shimmering, changing to match the doctor's appearance as the demon within her supped greedily upon the stolen soul.
Depravity reached into the tattered labcoat shrouding the doctor's withered husk, and fished out his badge and voice recorder. His keys came next, unlocking the trunk as she stashed the frail corpse out of sight.
"Well now, time to go practice a little medicine."
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