I could have been someone if I hadn't fallen on my arse

Title: It's Alive!!
Author: blackroses
Pairing: Ray/Lynz/Gerard (kinda)
Rating: PG
Beta: immortal_lights & boobookittifukk
POV: 3rd
Summary: Ray likes bringing dead bodies back to life and needs a girlfriend. He thinks Gerard is perfect, if only he was a girl.
Warnings: Death and a little bit of gore.
Disclaimer: Just a figment of my twisted imagination, if you think this is real I can give you the name of a good psychiatrist.


It’s taken me three hours to sort out this mess. If the damn bitch hadn’t struggled so much, the cut might be cleaner. I mean, they were prefect. Both of them. I’m on the final stitch now.

Bob grunts and I look up at him. I take the scissors from his large swollen hand. He shuffles off, bent over and grunting. I watch him as he goes. He is actually quite adorable despite the monotone voice.

“IGOR!” I shout. He turns, blue eyes blazing with annoyance from under shaggy blonde hair. He hates being called Igor. It amuses me that he does nothing but frown at me when I do. He was my first live experiment. He turned out rather well, really.

I’ve been reanimating small animals since I was little. It’s not like I had anything else to do. My parents were morticians, so my closest friends were always the dead. Then when my hamster died, I decided to see if I could bring him back. After all, life is nothing more than a series of electrical impulses that make the body move. It didn’t quite work. I couldn’t get the smell of burnt hamster out of my hair for a week.

I slowly worked out, through trial and error, that the sooner after death I reanimated the animal the longer it lived. So I found one of the neighborhood stray dogs and killed it. Sean’s still walking around, acting as my guard dog for this place. He looks healthier now and likes to eat frogs. I don’t know why.

I wondered during my lonely nights if I could do the same for humans. When my mother died, I tried doing the same to her. It didn’t work so well. She’d been autopsied. There were too many parts missing.

After that, I just wanted to see if I could. It’s not like I had a shortage of bodies to play with, especially since I took on my parents’ profession. A little bit here, a little bit there. No one noticed anything was missing, if you filled out the clothes right. I ran into the same problems though. They had all been dead too long.

I needed them to be alive.

Bob was a fortunate accident. I say accident. I was aiming for the back of his head when I slipped and stabbed him through the heart. I wanted to cut his spinal cord. He fell down three flights of stairs. I never did get the kinks out of his back, which is why he has the hump. It suits him really.

“Yes, master?” He's standing there looking at me.

“Bring in Frankenstein. It’s almost time. Hey, that rhymes!” I smile as he rolls his eyes.

“Yes, Master.” Bob shuffles out of the room to get my other pet.
Frankenstein really was an accident and, yes, I’m aware that the original monster wasn’t actually called that. His name, however was Frank, and I couldn’t help but love the idea of having a pet called Frankenstein.

I found Frank on the side of the road, after having been knocked off his bike, dying. There was too much damage to let him die and bring him back like he was and he was too pretty to leave and let die like that. So I went out and found replacement parts.

The replacement parts came in the form of a skinny little boy named Mikey. Oh, he was a sweet young thing. He tried chatting me up in a bar. He seemed fascinated by my job. So I smiled and brought him here to show him the dead bodies, where, of course, I raped him. I couldn’t let a sweet ass like that go untouched before his death. He screamed and cried, begging me not to kill him, even after I told him he’d be giving his life to save another. Even after I showed him Igor and Frank, he cried. So I slit his throat. People are much prettier when they’re dead.

I mainly needed his internal organs for Frank. The only exception was his left leg. It had been completely ripped off and shredded by the crash. Mikey was taller than Frank and despite my attempts to shorten the leg, he now walks with a limp. Many an evening I’ve kept myself entertained watching Frank and Bob dance.

It’s all Mikey’s fault we’re here today. I found a picture of his brother stuffed in his wallet. I’d never seen such a beautiful man before. I had to have him. Bob and Frank are wonderful company, but that is all they are. I like breasts and soft round thighs. It was only when I saw him with his wife that the idea formed. Her face was like the back end of a bulldog but her body was perfect. With legs that go all the way up and just enough breast for each hand. Everything I’ve ever wanted in a woman. Between the two of them I had the perfect partner.

So I followed them and planned. Watched and waited for them to be alone. Imagined it was me kissing his lips and me fucking her, making her cry out my name.

Tonight, they took a walk, as usual, along the river. I waited until they stopped at their favorite spot, allowing them one last kiss. Moving silently, I stabbed him through the heart from behind. One single thrust through the back of the chest with a sharp knife. It slid cleanly between two ribs, piercing the heart just as I had intended. He didn’t even see me as he coughed blood onto her and slumped to the floor. People are so easy to kill. You just have to know how.

She saw me and screamed. She had a nice scream. Of course she runs. I can run faster. I’ll give her her dues. She fought hard, even when I had her pinned down. A knife through the neck soon stopped that.

I wonder what they’ll think when they find his body and her head. I suppose I ought to have brought the bits back and fed them to Sean like I did with what as left of Mikey and Frank. Oh well. Too late now.

Frank walks in with the final ingredient. A little bit of mercury to inject into the heart to help the current run through the body.

“Excellent.” I’m aware that I sound like Mr. Burns but I think that’s the least of my worries. Frank likes this bit, watching the needle go in. We’re so close to bringing my lover to life.

Bob hands me the jump leads and I clip them onto the bolts on either side of the neck. All we need now is one bolt of lightening.

“Positions!”

I watch as Frank and Bob shuffle to the switches. I laugh as the lightening flashes once.

“Such a lovely evening for love. Don’t you think so boys?”

There’s a bolt of lightening and a crackle of electricity. The switches are thrown and I can see the power pulse through the body. I can’t help it as I shout.

“IT’S ALIVE!”




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