Tara kept shooting glares down at you as she drove.
"Can't believe you're having to come with me to my appointment!" the vampiress hissed. Whatever, Dent. Just how long did she intend to hate you?
You didn't like how she kept blaming you for what happened. You were sorry and had been trying to find a way to make amends for what you had done to her. But did she HAVE to hate you so much for an accident?
"So...what appointment is it?" you asked nervously.
"A plastic surgeon that could potentially fix the damage YOU caused to me! That's who! A Frankenstein." Tara snapped.
A Frankenstein? As OTHER PEOPLE'S plastic surgeon?! This was so ironic you had to fight down a laugh! "Ok...and if things go well, we could report it to make it so they get more business."
Tara sniffed disdainfully, but nodded stiffly as she parked. Snatching you up, Tara squeezed you and you yelped before she went into the office and up to a doctor, a BRIDE of Frankenstein Monster!
She was a good seven-hundred feet tall even, multiple skin tones, her eyes were two different colors, one was a blue eye and the other was purple. And she had a tall tower of black hair. She was dressed in a doctor's outfit and rubber gloves.
"Ah...I take it you're my 1:00 O' Clock, then? Tara Gordon?" she said. "I'm Doctor Amane Sinew." she said.
You bit your lip at her last name. Sinew? This just got more and more amusing.
Tara nodded. "Yes. And what happened is obvious. I need my face evened out again to look like it ISN'T a bacon-wrapped meatball." Tara said, pointing at her face.
Amane nodded, then noticed you in Tara's other hand. "Ho? And who is this?"
Tara growled. "The one who broke the window and CAUSED my disfigurement! He'll be covering the bill!"
SAY WHAT?! As much as you wanted to make amends for what happened to Tara, that completely blindsided you!
"Hmmm....well, my services don't come cheap, as I'm sure you can understand. But...I think I have an idea as to an alternative way to the cost of fixing you up, Ms. Gordon..." Dr. Sinew said thoughtfully, eyeing you in a way you didn't like.
"Fine, but payment upon delivery." Tara said.
The surgeon nodded and Tara followed her into her lab, setting you down on a counter, "Careful...he's a jinx like a plague." the vampire said, laying on the operating table as the stitched-up woman pulled out her instruments.
After a lot of nipping, tucking, poking, prodding, and stitching, Tara was handed a special vampire-showing mirror and she leap to her feet cheering.
"YES! YES! YES! Sayonara Two-Face! Tara Gordon is BACK! AH~HAHAHAH!" Tara laughed, delighted as not a trace of what happened to her remained, it was like you had never caused that broken window accident at all.
You whistled. Impressed."Damn Doc, you're pretty amazing with a scalpel, Gotta give you that!" you tell her.
Amane nodded. "Yes...I am. Now...for the payment!" she said, picking up a face mask that had a tube attaching it to a fuel Tank of some sort and she slammed the mask over you, trapping you under it and turned a valve on the tank, causing a hissing sound to fill the mask.
This was gas!
The scented fumes made you dizzy and you're whole body tingled like pins and needles were all over you and you blacked out...
******
When you wake up, your whole body hurt like you couldn't believe, and you felt...different somehow. You pushed yourself to your feet and held your head, dizzy.
"Wow! As much as I HATE agreeing with Tim, he was right about you with a scalpel!" Tara cackled.
Looking up, you see Dr. Amane and Tara looking at you. What were they talking about?
The Frankenstein monster held a mirror in front of you and you almost blacked out again.
Coming from your back were a pair of jet-black wings with feathers that had the color of everlasting darkness, which spanned sixteen feet from wingtip to wingtip. Fully feathered like a bird's, the wings felt like they had a very flexible skeletal structure, You tried flapping them, as a bird did, and your eyes widened when they actually flapped.
You were...you were...
"A Fallen Angel!" The surgeon and Tara both laughed as you looked like you were about to faint.
You looked up at them and the doctor held up a needle and ran it along the underside of your feathers at the bottom of your new wings, making you wince and back away from it. Undoubtedly, they were sensitive.
"He's a masterpiece. The wings have a very flexible skeletal structure, enabling him to press them to the back of his torso and legs with only the slightest bulge visible under his clothing. His wings have superhuman strength and can create enough lift to enable him to carry aloft at least 500 pounds in addition to his own weight. Furthermore his entire anatomy is naturally adapted to flying. His bones are now highly dense bone structure, but it is also hollow like a bird's, making him weigh far less. His body is virtually devoid of fat and possesses greater proportionate muscle mass than an ordinary human does.
His eyes are specially adapted to withstand high-speed winds which would hurt the average human eye. He possesses a special membrane in his respiratory system enabling him to extract oxygen from the air at high velocities or altitudes. He's able to fly by flapping his wings, as a bird does. He can reach a height of 10,000 feet with little effort. With severe strain he can reach the altitude of 29,000 feet above sea level, but he can only remain that high for several minutes. He can fly nonstop under his own power for a maximum of approximately twelve hours at the very least.
And while the normal resting heart rate for a skilled and conditioned athlete is 40 beats per minute, but his active heart rate when he's taking things easy and not trying to push himself is now 55 beats per minute...once he'll actually start to actively strain himself, it'll reached 240 beats per minute, the same as a racehorse. Furthermore, the caloric energy consumption of his body is now only 9% whereas that of normal person's would be 70%, leaving him surplus energy. Finally the results of the modification to his blood tests on him has resulted in an antibody system that is resistant to all known diseases and several poisons."
You hear what the sewn-up woman had done to you, and you gape at her. "WHAT?! WHY'D YOU DO THIS TO ME!?"
Amane smiled as she leered at you. "I wanted to prove I could. A human being completely rebuilt from the ground up with my skill as a plastic surgeon, and using MONSTER-sized surgery tools, no less? NO ONE had EVER even attempted anything like that before!"
Tara snickered "This'll make you renowned for sure, Doc! I'll PERSONALLY see to that!" She glared at you and held up her camera, "Say cheese, short-stuff!"
The flash blinded you for a few seconds before something like a contact lense slid over your eyes and everything suddenly looked like you were looking through sunglasses. WHAT THE HELL?!
"Ah...I almost forgot! I added a darker-toned inner-eyelid membrane, keeps bright light and wind out of your eyes!" Dr. Sinew said, sounding delighted.
"Why...?" you asked faintly.
Tara shrugged "Her changing you was the alternative payment. Wanted to prove she was THAT good at her job!" she smirked. "Don't expect me to like you any better since you're no longer human."
You felt you knees give out. This...this couldn't be HAPPENING!
Tara and Amane Sinew shook hands. "Marvelous, Doc! I'll be recommending you quite often now!" your coworker said. "If there's anything I can do for you, just say the word!"
"Well...I was also wondering if you could leave him with me." Amane said, eyeing you. "It'd be a shame if something ruined his new body. I'd like keeping an eye on him myself."
Tara looked at you and then back at Dr. Sinew "Well...not sure I can do THAT, They're expecting him back at the office. And Everyone there could see your works on both of us there and put it in the news so you could EASILY end up rich before the week is out."
You stare at Tara, horrified. Looks like until you learned to actually USE these new black wings of yours, what happened next was all up to the one who hated you!
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