Darkened Fates discussion

Okay, this is just like the other one. Try to keep it short, no changing things that other people have wrote. We'll make a story just continuing off of what everyone else wrote.

It was a dark and stormy night, which wasn't all that unusual, because all nights are dark, and many just happen to be stormy.

The wind whistled a gloomy tune through the night and the shadows seemed to envelop any sources of light. A perfect night for the unsavory denizens of other worlds to crawl out from their deserted hiding places.

^.^ Awesome. Sorry, talk about a mood breaker.

In fact, outside the window on the hill, you could see Dr. Frankinstine putting Igor back to work. You don't know how many times Igor's just sat around clocking in overtime waiting for the perfect dark and stormy night.

But what he didn't know was the crude blade fixed in Igor's gnarled hand, just as jagged and filthy as his fingertips.

The scene was perfect for revenge!!!

Dr. Frankenstine finished giving Igor the last menial chore, and began to work on his experiment, the sole purpose of his life.

While nearby, there stood a man, hooded and cloaked. He was hard to make out, but if the wind happened to blow his cloak while you stared in his direction, you might see it's faint outline against the dark sky. He watched Dr. Frankenstine in silence, without moving a muscle. Watching. Waiting. Waiting for the right moment. Waiting for revenge.

But whose was it to be? One could imagine that Dr. Frankenstine did not know he was there. Sometimes imagination is reality sometimes it is not.

At the exact moment the man flew from the shadows, arms outstretched, cloak streaming behind him, Igor leaped from his place behind Dr. Frankenstine and ended the man's life with his crude blade.

Igor felt the blade hit solid flesh, but even as he pulled it back the solidness dissapeared. The cloak fell to the ground slowly, and lie there with nothing underneath. The man was gone.

A cold laugh split the air and they turned to see a woman standing there. Shauna. "So. He escaped you again," she said, with a cold trace of laughter in her voice.

Igor felt the darkness swallowing hime up. He had no chance of escaping. Then, he felt like he was falling and the next thing he knew, he was outside.

He awoke, his head ponding, staring at the stars in the sky. As he sat up, the stars moved with him, but in the blackness he could see nothing else.
"I must be seeing those stars" he thought as the headache began to disapate.

Then he was alone, empty, no throbing in his head to cradle him in its iron fist, nor stars for the peace and false light.

"I am alone."

Footsteps.

The door opened and the evil Dr. Frankenstine came in. The woman he saw was also there.

"Begin the tests," snapped the Doctor. "And, make sure he takes his...medicine." Shauna giggled girlishly, completely out of place with her over-sized, gorilla-like features and salt and pepper hair.
"Right away, Doctor."

Igor tried to escape, but realized that ropes were holding him. Then, he remembered that knife in his shoe. When the two evil people weren't looking, he took the knife and ripped the ropes. He then escaped.

Seizing the window, he kicked a hole big enough for his grotesque body and leaped out into the darkness.

However, a pair of big and long arms grabbed him and pulled him out.

Filled with fury at his foiled plan, Igor spun around and lashed out.

Unfortunatley, a brick wall was in front of him and he hit the wall. He fainted and the next thing he knew, he was tied in ropes again.

He spat and tried to remove his gag, but failed miserably and didn't know what to do.

The next thing he knew, he felt a sharp pain and saw the madman taking a sample of his blood.

"Don't worry" he purred, "I am just conferming results."

Igor's stommach began to cry varying degrees of anarchy.

"What did he do to me?" He cried in desparation.

This had never happened before. He wondered what he had done wrong.

Suddenly, the research area collapsed and everyone was buried.

Igor struggled to free himself from under a beam, but...