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It started as an idea. An idea he thought of while in the midst of sleep deprivation. It might’ve been all that paranormal talk his son would ramble about that made him think of such an unethical and cursed idea but he couldn’t exactly blame him. The idea slowly began to snowball into multiple horrible experiments he would do with animals, roadkill he’d find on the side of the road even. And soon enough, Professor Membrane stole a dead body. A dead human body for his research he was conducting in his labs. The professor would pay his employees extra to keep quiet and when that didn’t work… let’s just say there would be a lab experiment gone wrong that day resulting in someone dying. The professor would stay up for days, claiming he was at the brink of his new ‘discovery’ , the new form of life if you will… but… it wouldn’t work and that made the professor frustrated. Angry. Insulted. Though, he was challenged, and that’s a feeling he didn’t have for a long time so he would run more tests, run more studies, conduct more… research. This went on for months. Trial and error. Lives lost. Sanity draining. Professor Membrane felt that today was the day though, today was the day he would bend the rules of mother nature and reanimate the cold carcass he has been putting together himself for months now. This would be his own version of Frankenstein's monster.
The professor and a few lucky surgeons stood in a surgery room with a human dead as could be on the vivisection table. Well, it looked human but it hardly was. It was more of a collection of human parts placed together like some sort of fucked up puzzle, some parts weren’t even completely human! The professor had grown plenty of cells and skin tissue in his labs that were now also part of the experiment. The experiment itself had very sick looking skin that was chilling to the touch, along with white scars decorated it’s body and heterochromatic eyes graced its face. It was also hooked up to a blood bag that would be turned on when it will (hopefully) be reanimated. The surgeons and the professor were ready now though, all the pieces were there and they had their clipboards ready at hand. One of the surgeons finished screwing thick bolts into the subject’s temples before latching jumper cables onto them which were connected to a powerful generator.
“Ready?” the professor asked and everyone nodded. He sighs before turning the generator onto full power and flicking the lever to on. This sent powerful electric waves of energy to the experiment which made the body convulse multiple times before lying still once more. The professor furrows his brows and just nearly shouts a curse word before the experiment slowly sat up, eyes still shut. The surgeons in the room all collectively gasped and started writing various things on their clipboards, Professor Membrane approached his experiment cautiously. It had then opened its eyes!
“SOMEONE TURN ON THE BLOOD BAG GOD DAMNIT” The professor shouted, he wouldn’t let his experiment be sabotaged from these fools! Someone hurriedly turned it on so that it would start up the blood flow in the subject’s body. The professor turned back to his experiment and eyed it. The experiment slowly began to move its head, as if it were checking its surroundings, it’s eyes were flickering all over the place before landing onto the professor, it replicated a worried look.
“Speak! Speak to me!” The professor’s voice boomed as if shaking the room. The experiment had jumped at this and turned its attention to the blood bag. The professor was afraid that he had done something wrong that resulted in his experiment being incapable of speaking, but everything else seemed to be smooth sailing so he thought it as an issue for later. He notices the blood bag had its attention and decides to speak in a more gentle tone.
“Are you wondering what this is?” he gestures to the blood and the subject blinks before slowly nodding. So it did understand him! Professor stuffs his feelings of joy deep down before clearing his throat.
“This is a blood bag, it’s sending blood into at the moment to start up a steady flow, keep your heart beating and such” he explains and the experiment looked confused, as expected.
“Never mind that. Do you know where you are? Who you are?” It glanced around the room again and scratched its throat in an anxious manner.
“It’s alright. I didn’t expect you to know the answer” He chuckles. The subject furrowed it’s eyebrows as it felt an emotion, more complex than confusion and worry, it was an emotion that had made his newly beating heart flip at the sound of the professor’s laugh. The subject then felt up it’s chest before freezing a hand over its beating heart, it’s eyes widened. The professor catches on and nods at this making sure the other surgeons were writing everything down.
“I see you’ve found your heart”
“H-Heart?” The subject finally croaks out. The professor could hear the others writing down at a speedy pace. The subject had a deeper voice than expected, he mentally noted.
“Yes, a heart. See, I have one as well” He gently takes the subject’s hand and places it over his own heart. The subject seemed taken aback at the feeling before humming in an understanding tone before pulling back his hand.
“uh, Professor?”
“What” The professor shoots a look to the surgeon behind him.
“… What should we refer to the subject as? It’s getting a little confusing..” The professor turns away to look at his experiment again.
“Ah, yes.. I suppose we do need a name… What should I name you, my experiment?” Professor membrane asks him. ‘His’ experiment itches his throat again as if he were thinking.
“Heart..?” The professor lets out another chuckle at this.
“No no, my experiment, that just won’t do… hm… how about.. Y/n?” Professor Membrane asks and his experiment doesn’t seem to care.
“Y/n it is!”