Dr. Eel's Lunch
Azrel frowned and furrowed his brow with anger as he looked in the staff fridge, his lunch no longer in there amidst the other lunches. "Who the hell ate my lunch?!" the short feline eel hybrid shouted as he slammed the fridge door, turning to face the few others in the doctor's lounge. "WHO? Who ate my lunch?!" he clenched his teeth and snarled, and as his large thick, finned tail twitch in agitation, the bewildered and slightly frightened few pointed towards the nurses station just outside the lounge door. Azrel stormed to his locker grabbing his coat and his bag, then slammed the lounge door behind him as he left. Glaring at the stout plump male nurse seated at one of the 6 computers behind the counter, eating a cold philly cheesesteak on a dutch crunch roll, a white paper bag beside the keyboard with bold red letters on it, stating 'Dr. Azrel Eel's lunch - DO NOT TOUCH!' Azrel paused in front of the glutton and stared intently at him until the fat hyena looked up with a mouthful of Azrel's sandwich. "....Are you enjoying my lunch?...." the Doctor looked down his muzzle and over his thick glasses at the sandwich thief and drummed his sharp claws on the counter. "Huh? Your lunch?" the hyena spoke before swallowing and spit little bits of masticated food at the monitor and Azrel's sleeves. "OH! You must be doctor Azriel Ele" he mispronounced the name and grinned, as if to thank Azrel for giving him lunch. "I didn't think it was a real doctor's lunch." the glutton took an other bite of the philly cheesesteak, noisily chewing and smacking his lips. Azrel grimaced and turned to leave, pausing by one of the female nurses down the hall, getting the glutton's full name and when he would get off work. His grin spreading from ear to ear as he quietly plots his revenge and heads out into the pouring rain to his car; Lightning lit up the sky,backlighting the surrounding trees and buildings as the thunder rolled and drowned out Azrel's haunting laughter. After a quick call to a friend at the phone company, Azrel had the thief's full name and address. Putting his car into gear he pulled away from the hospital parking lot. He circled the building a few times before parking 2 blocks away, already soaked. He didn't mind walking in the rain, storms calmed him down and helped him think. "Oh my god...." Azrel gasped with disgust as he entered the glutton's apartment; the smell of old pizza boxes, burnt popcorn, sour sweat and shame wafted at his sensitive nose. " Ack!....oh sweet Jesus, what died in here?" he choked and fanned at his nose, stepping in and closing the door behind him, locking it. Pulling a can of air freshener from his bag, he liberally sprayed the entire apartment.
Darnel yawned as he entered his apartment, breathing hard from the 2 flights of stairs he had to haul his bulk up, tossing his keys in the small glass dish to the left of the door. Smiling as the sweet smell of berries filled his nose. His stomach grumbled loudly as the philly cheesesteak had hardly been a snack for him. He padded into the kitchenette humming softly as he began to rummage in his fridge for leftover pie and anything else that looked good. Dr. Eel crept up beside the hyena, having been hiding in the bed room. With a chuckle he slammed Darnel's fat head and left shoulder in the fridge door until Darnel blacked out from the pain. Azrel struggled and broke into a heavy sweat getting the mass of the hyena into the lazy-boy in the living room, Azrel being a good 5 or 6 inches shorter than the glutton, not to mention about 300 pounds lighter. He tied him up with a few unused jump ropes he had found a few hours earlier in a closet while preparing to set his trap for the lunch thief. As he sat in front of the gluttonous hyena, waiting for him to come round, Azrel arranged twenty-six brand new razor blades on a silver tray to his right. Darnel groaned in pain and slowly lifted his head, blinking to clear his blurry vision, "Good morning Darnel James Grininger, I hope you had a pleasant nap" Azrel grinned evilly at his captive as he set out the last row of razor blades. "Wo-What are you going to do to me?" Darnel's voice was small and hushed as he shook with fear. Azrel's grin softened to a creepy smile as he placed a gloved hand on the fearful hyena's cheek, speaking softly. "I'm just going to teach you a little lesson in manners, maybe help you with your eating problem and get you to 'shed' a few pounds," the hybrid's red feline eyes glinted behind his thick glasses as he picked up the first razor and held Darnel's jaw firmly, squeezing at the hinges where the mandible and jawbone connect, causing the hyena's mouth to open. "Say 'AH'..." Azrel chuckled as he placed the sharp end of the blade between two of Darnel's front bottom teeth, gingerly wedging it in place before repeating this action twelve more times on the lower jaw, then thirteen times to the upper, being careful not to cut Darnel's lips and cheeks. The faint smell of urine wafted up from between the hyena's legs as soft pitiful whimpers and pleading whines filled the Doctor's ears, like sweet music. Placing a small sponge in Darnel's mouth, on the back of the tongue, he leaned in and whispered, "This is so you wont dround on your own blood, I want you to suffer, not die" and with a strong fluid motion he brought the heel of his left palm up into the hyena's chin, blood spurting out between sliced lips as a loud crash of thunder drowned out the soft sounds of metal on metal mixed with breaking teeth and muffled screams, followed by a bright flash of light. Azrel set a bucket on Darnel's lap and coaxed the now unconscious hyena to spit out the blood, teeth and loose razors. Darnel winced and moaned in agony as he slowly regained consciousness. Dr. Eel sat in front of him, arms folded on the back of the chair, chin and creepy cheshire cat grin resting on the blood splattered sleeves of the long white coat. "Now, dont you feel you should have apologized to me this afternoon, instead of being a smug little shit head?" Azrel said pleasantly as he patted the hyena's cheek and pulled a few scalpels, a suture kit, and gauze from his bag that lay beside the wooden chair that he sat in. Darnel begun to sob uncontrollably at the sight of the scalpels as he nodded and moaned in pain. Eleven of the total twenty-six razors stuck deep between teeth and into the jaw bones, keeping him from opening his mouth to speak or cry out. "You of all people should know taking food with out asking is a huge No-No" he sighed and pulled his face mask up,then using one of the scalpels to cut open Darnel's colorful shirt, he swabbed iodine on the unsightly belly of the quivering beast. "Hold still now, I can't erase any mistakes, I'll have to cut them out." he grinned behind his mask as Darnel wet his pants again and tried to scream through the blood soaked sponge and razorblades in his mouth; No doubt wishing he had never even seen that tempting white paper bag with the neatly printed red lettering. Shaking his head the doctor prepared a paralytic and injected Darnel in the neck with it. "There....now you wont move while I work....but dont worry, it's only going to immobilize you for a few hours and good news...you'll still feel every thing." Pleased with himself for remembering to grab his bag before leaving the hospital, he set to work neatly carving 'CALL ME GLUTTONY FOR I HAVE EATEN THE OTHER 6 SINS' out of skin on the hyena's large gut, humming the catchy tune Darnel had hummed while in the fridge. Groaning and whimpering as tears dampen the fur on his cheeks and neck, Darnel prayed for death as he faded in and out of consciousness. Azrel soaked some gauze in iodine, laying them over the carved letters gently, then laying dry gauze over those, aplying paper-tape to keep the makeshift bandage in place once Darnel could move again. Tedious tasks calmed the Doctor's frayed nerves, knowing fully that he had overreacted to the stolen lunch and the bold rudeness. He knew he was fucked up in the head but damn it, he was a good doctor! Better than all the hacks and child prodigy wanna-bees that worked along side him in every hospital he had graced with his skills. Sighing contentedly as he prepped the sutures and put on clean gloves, the doctor proceded to stitch the hyena's hands together, starting at the base of the thick thumbs and getting between each set of fingers, ending where his hand met his wrists. He gathered up all the bloody paper towels, gauze, his tools and the skin letters he had cut out of Darnel's stomach before placing the tools in his bag and the other waste in a trashbag, to dispose of on his way home. Once Azrel was satisfied with his clean up he sat back down in the chair, "I hope you retain this lesson Darnel, but for the time being i can't have you remembering me." taking a syringe from his coat pocket and sticking it in the hyena's thick neck, slowly injecting the oddly iridescent blue liquid. Darnel's head leaned to one side as he drooled blood from the side of his mouth, eyes glazing over as everything slowly fades to black. "I'll be seeing you" Azrel whispered before he returned his chair to the kitchenette and fixed the contents of the fridge, stepping out into the silent hall and quietly closing the apartment door behind him. -fin-
Dr. Eel (c) Reno420