Her last and first breath

[thewhiterabbit]

James Ray Garfield the III was a big man so much so that he took up two seats on a plane. Now he was not a fat man nor a body builder. He simple had a well proportioned big frame that topped out at six and a half feet. Ray was also a serial killer and a fireman using his tool of trade to dispatch his victims. Mainly women who thought they could defend themselves against a man as large and powerful as himself. Cop, Soldier, other fire fighter, bounty hunters, and the like tough but sexy women. He had the last part he needed to make his perfect woman it was in a case kept on ice in a. The doc called it a semi porous nutrient bath which in face was not that all that cold as far as he could tell.

Several hours latter he was at the lab it was a modest building most of the lab was housed underground. He had been feeding the doc parts and money for months burning down his own building he bought with shell companies. The body was held together by Nylar thread that reconnected Flesh and bone. “I see are relationship will be coming to an end” He wished he did not have to kill the doctor but he could not let it be known what he was doing. The doctor was a good enough person but he had to erase anything that could lead back to him.

“I must ask why this girl” She has been raise by another man his whore of a wife walked out on him with his brother. He had followed her, she forced him to meet his own daughter in secret never telling her the truth. He stood over the vat she was a tiny thing barley five feet tall it was hard to remember how old she was when she tied. The brain was perfect he had it in storage waiting for this day when he would bring he back to life. “Everything is ready I warn you she wont be, um ready for anything physically demanding for a few days”

 

[loneiysong]

Rose Marie Tulio, was a sick little girl. She was always sick. In fact, she couldn't ever remember actually going to school. Her mother always had school homework though for her to do. So she did it. Always without question. She was very bright. Quick to catch on to things. All the doctors and nurses thought so. It was a shame to see someone so young with such a strange cancer. They didn't even have a name for it but were constantly poking and prodding Rose. The cancer would slowly flare up and make her really sick, then the doctors would come in and shoot whatever drug they had religiously into Rose's veins and it would appear to be in recession, only to come back immune to the drug before.

This was Rose's life.

By the time she had made it to 15, the doctors had given up. Rose barely weighed anything past 100 lbs and couldn't get up and move by herself. She was a skeleton wrapped in bones and skin. Her good nature was slowly sinking into that of depression. She was now on quarantine because the doctors and nurses just didn't know what they were dealing with. Was this cancer contagious? Could it become airborne? They didn't know nor did they care to find out.

No one came to visit her anymore. She just sat on the bed waiting for the inevitable to happen. Most of her organs were eaten away by the cancer, and she was kept alive on so many dialysis and fake lungs trying to keep her alive, just because her mom was rich. It came as a suprise to her, however, the day that it was raining hard, she woke up and turned her eyes to a man who was sitting there holding her hand. He was a big muscular man. He seemed really upset that she was dying. She had no idea who he was, but the company felt nice. Squeezing his hand, they soon became best friends.

Every day, for a while at least, he would come and visit her. Never telling her who he was really but, she didn't care. He was company and she was starved for touch that was kind and gentle and skin to skin. All she got since then was needles and IVs. One day, she had a coughing fit she couldn't handle. She tried to get him to get out, but he stayed and held her. She was dying, she knew it. She didn't want him to see. She continued blood rolling down her chin as the cancer took its victory lap through her system ending with the goal, her heart. She leaned against him and shut her eyes as the monitors noted her passing.

Then light. Soaring, falling, gliding. She was like a small butterfly on the winds of a summer breeze. But then she was being pulled back. Something, or someone was pulling her back. No! She didn't want to go to the disease again. Trembling, she clawed for anything that would keep her out of that body, but no, it was destiny. She was in a body, not her own. It felt wierd. But she couldn't move anything. He body was like being in a shell, she couldn't reach past it, she was stuck. SHe couldn't open her eyes or work her mouth, but she heard them talking. Who they were?

She didn't know.

Physical? What the hell did he mean by physical. She couldn't do anything physical all her life. She was just a 100 lb. little cancer patient taking up a bed adn watching old reruns on whatever they were trying to dish out on PBS.

 

[thewhiterabbit]

Rossen stood over the Vat of paste colored fluid with a disdainful look. "The body sync up with the mind it may take time, but she should have a normal life, well as normal as a living corpse can" Unlike most undead the living dead could feel pain, pleasure and everything in between. They could not however heal or get ill. She was nude of course clothing would have gone bad in the vat. Ray looked down on her and smiled she just needed to be woken up. "Sorry doc you have one last job" He grabbed the doctor holding him ten feet over the vat. His feet spread over the small platform.

"But i need some of you're blood" He broke the doctors neck and tore off an arm tossing it into the vat. He followed by the next arm the legs and head before he dropped the torso. The red blood began to mix with the slurry in the vat. The body of the girl began to soak it up like a kitten tasting milk. Ray was a big man but he was not slow he had a masters in business and several other degrees he never found a use for. "Wake up" He called to her as the slurry ate through the doctors body feeding the girls. For a while she would not be able to move but in time she would be better then human. Gently he stroked her cheek lifting her from the vat "Wake up princess"

 

[loneiysong]

Rose felt the sensation. it must have been like being born. Thats what she was doing again. Something in her pretty neutral condition shifted drematically. Something was filling her up and slowly, she could feel the strong sturdy heart begin to grunt and wheeze. The organ soon was pumping at full tilt. Perfect and healthy. She was not aware it was the blood waking her up. But she felt the warmth of the vat leave as her face was met with a draft. She heard someone call her princess and bring her up out of the vat. The body she was now in felt healthy. Everything was healthy.

Gasping, she opened her eyes. She looked around. The room was a blurry mess. Images swam and pooled. She frowned looking around and then to the man that held her. His face was a blurry mess. She couldn't see anything. Panic filled her, why was it so cold? Why had she been pulled out of the warm solitude. She didn't want to die again. Because of so much she had lost, tears rolled down her face as seh shut her eyes, not sure why everything when first awoken to this life cried, but she was not so different from a newborn.

She leaned into the warmth of the man and began to sob her whole body shaking and trembling. What had happened. Was her life before a dream? A whole terrible lonely dream? Or was this a dream? Was this heaven or hell? Why was it all she oculd feel was panic?

 

[thewhiterabbit]

Ray stroked her long hair he would need to clean her before he dressed her. "I need to clean you" He waited for some sign she was ready before he began. He started at her feet and worked his way up to her thigh then stopped. He then began on the next leg before moving to her arms. "Rose you are well now this is an experimental procedure" He lied to the girl. What could he say he Frankensteined her for his own purposes. She was even more beautiful then before even the black stitches could not hide that fact. He slowly laced her in a wheelchair so she would see better the room she stood in. "I am Ray you're guardian what can you remember"

He knelt before her getting he last of the stuff from her face which would make it easier to see. He had some cloths picked out for her a catholic school girl uniform. So sue him he had a bit of a uniform fetish after killing all those women. "Can you see men, can you talk" He asked using a bottle to give her some water. She did not need to eat like a human but she could. He placed his hands on hers and pressed her head to his chest. She must feel so cold in that body so cold and alone. He just wanted to hold her in his arms but he had to take it slowly. Sooner or latter the killer in him would crawl out of his brain like thick black smoke. She would get more then enough pain, his immortal toy.

 

[loneiysong]

Rose sighed feeling him stroking her hair. Shutting her eyes, she nodded. She felt the vat begin to drain leaving her cold. She swallowed. Shutting her eyes, she felt him wash the gunk off her legs. Her legs were perfectly shaved and felt the warm water move over her body and arms. She looked up at him. Groaning, she felt him pull her up and set her in a wheel chair. Looking up, she swallowed. Feeling the warm wash cloth clean her face, she opened her eyes. He would be able to see her eyes beginning to focus. She smiled. He was the one that came to her when seh needed him.

"I remember being very sick. And bald. From the chemo." She raised her hand to her hair and felt a thick full hair and tears filled her eyes and she looked up at him. "Ray, are you an angel?" She asked. Her voice it sounded different to her ears. She looked at the bottle. She wrapped her lips around it and began to nurse the water and shut her eyes sucking. It felt wrong, but right, at the same time. She wasn't sure what was going on.

When the bottle of water was taken away, she sighed and leaned her head into his chest. She wrapped her arms around his warmth and shut her eyes and smiled. She shut her eyes and then swallowed. "Thank you...." Shse swallowed. "For visiting me when I needed you most." She breathed softly.

 

[thewhiterabbit]

After all that she had been threw he could not tell her he was her father. Not then and not now just as her second life was about to begin. "No dear if anything i am the devil himself, but if you want i can be you're angel" He held he chin up and kissed her gently on the mouth savoring the feel of her cold lips. The kiss seemed to last ages his first kiss from her but hopefully not the last. "You will never be sick again" He told her slowly he took out the mirror. Should he just show her or let her get used to her new body. He held it up that is how he would want it all the truth up front.

"Second chances do not come without a price" He face was perfect the stitches were only at the joins. Neck, arms, leg, elbows and knees fingers. He let her look for a while she had to know she belonged with him, to him. "I could not ask you, you died before i could get to you" He looked at her a sad look in his eyes. He had thought he lost her until the doctor told him otherwise. "yes you will not even grow old" He would slowly maybe he would get a second life as well. He waited for her to what, scream , declare her undying love, go insane unable to believe it. He took her hands between his "Yes this is all real i know it must seem like a dream" or a nightmare.

 

[loneiysong]

Rose looke dup into his eyes. She felt stiff. Like after someone had slept for two days or had remained in bed. She looked into his eyes. Maybe he was both angel and devil. Wasn't the devil a high ranking angel? A beloved of the supreme one? Shutting her eyes, she relished teh feel of his warm lips. It was her first kiss. She let her eyes flicker closed and returned the kiss. She nodded and then looked at him as he pulled out a mirror. He seemed to hesitate. Rose wondered what was going on.

She looked at the mirror and looked at herself. Her new face was of a beautiful woman. She had high cheek bones and a strong nose. She was very beautiful. Raising her hand, she did not yet notice the stitches around her neck. But she saw the stitches on her fingers and frowned. Her fingers were long and beautiful. She had strong beautiful red nails. She frowned and looked into those blue eyes. Her own had been brown. She ran a hand through her long black hair. She was exploring a body she did not know. She looked pale. She wondered about the stitches and looked down seeing her arms. She looked like a patchwork doll.

"I-I...I feel cold." Tears filled her eyes. Reaching up, she touched the tear and frowned. She was a living corpse. But how could she still cry. She looked up and then down to her hand. "How can I still cry?" SHe wasn't sure how she felt. It was a war of all sorts of emotions all at once. She looked up and swallowed. "You cared about me when I was dying...thank you." She looked down and held her head. "You held me as death claimed me..."

 

[thewhiterabbit]

Slowly he began to dress her the words were hard to find even harder to say. He dressed her in pure white the only color that seemed to be worthy of her. "It is the halflife you are alive and yet not, you can feel love, hate, cold and warmth" But she would never be warm again never have a life growing inside of her. In a long life she was the only good thing he had ever done. "I would never let that bastard have you never let anyone take you away from me" He placed a white flower in her black hair. Life if even a small one against her death was something was it not.

The stitches we the best craftsmanship he had ever seen almost flush with her smooth skin. "You can eat, dance, laugh and fall in love" Now that she was dressed her helped her to her feet. She could not yet walk, or could she he was not sure. But she could stand and stand she did a vision before his eyes. Ray was a handsome man as many monsters are. He used it to lure so many women to the grave like a sirens song. "Do you wish me to call you rose, by the way you can call me ray" He smiled a warm smile that seemed to radiate from his handsome if rugged face. He was no model but he did look very nice more then nice handsome, very handsome.

 

[loneiysong]

Rose smiled and let him dress her. She sighed and then looked at the Catholic school girl outfit. She smiled and looked at him and nodded. She sighed and listened to him. "I like that you call death a bastard." She sighed and inhaled softly. The flower in her hair was a nice touch that made her feel safe and wanted. She blushed. "I don't recall anyone ever getting me a flower." She whispered adn then looked up and nodded.

"Then I will do everythign I can that I didn't do before." She wobbled a bit on her feet and held onto his arms. She looked at him and then nodded. "Yes, call me Rose, and I will call you Ray." She whispered adn then rubbed his arms and nodded.

 

[thewhiterabbit]

"Then you shall have them everyday a girl like you should know how pretty she is" He helped her walk to his car as the fire began to spread. By the time they reached the highway the lab was engulfed in flames. By the time they were at the airport the building was a memory. Luckily it was cold allowing him to bundle her up. He boarded the plane with her in hours they would be home. "You can of course tell no one it is very illegal what i have done" He would rot in prison and she would be sent to a lab for the rest of her short life. The plane began to taxi down the runway then took off. What kind of life would she have, unless she hid it would be the movie ending minus the pitchforks.

 

[loneiysong]

A large smile found its way to her lips when he promised a flower everyday. She was a bit wobbly on her legs still. She winced as she walked on bones that were not meant to be together. But over time, she would get used to it. She sat in the car and shivered a bit. She was so cold. Leaning back, she watched the passing street. "When I was sick, I never got to be conscious when I traveled. It was always in the back of an ambulence. That is of course when I remembered it." She smiled and looked at him.

She sighed feeling him put a large goose down coat on her. She sighed into the warmth. She sighed feeling almost alive. She moved with him through customs and into the airplain. She looked at him and shivered rubbing her fingerless gloves together. "How is bringing a girl back from the dead illegal?" Rose whispered and moved closer to his human warmth. She looked up into his eyes. "Why would I tell others what I am?" She took his hand and held it gently and looked down at his hand.

 

[thewhiterabbit]

He smiled looking around to make sure no one was listening "Well theft of a corpse, desecration of a corpse, murder, organ harvesting, kidnapping" And a long line of lesser crimes. "You see if i brought you back into you're old body you would only have died again" He looked at her to him she was perfect but the world was not so kind. He ordered a drink and prepared himself. "Because you look like a rag doll no one keeps stitching for ever, and i don't think you can hide it with makeup" With he clothing as it was she could hide her stitches. But normal people did not wear body suits outside TV and movies.

The plane came to a stop and he rented a taxi to take him to one of several homes around the country. He invested much of the money he stole and became fairly well off. Most of his money was tied into property or other investments. "Besides if you touch another living person they will know in an instant" Not all humans were warm but they were usually a few degrees hotter then the ambient temperature. "Besides you have the face of a dead woman" At best they would think she was her at worse they would know it all.

 

[loneiysong]

She shook her head. "No, I wouldn't want to be brought back in that body. It was too frail and thin at the point of death. I like this form much more." She ran her hands down her ribs and down her hips and down her thighs. She looked up at him and smiled, however, hearing his words, she looked down at her hands and then began to feel panic rising inside of her. Sure she was alive, but, at what cost. Was she expected to remain inside, just subjected to another life of being stuck to a bed and not allowed to move or do anything. Leaning forward, she began to tremble.

When they got off the plane and moved into a taxi, she began to rock back and forth. Tears filled her eyes. She began to whimper. But the final sentence, it was too much. She bit her lip and balled a fist to her forehead and began to tremble with quiet sobs. She couldn't take it much more. She wanted to make a run for it. But where would she go? Was that how she showed her gratitude of another go at life? What life? What he was proposing was not life.

Finally, the full weight of the world began to crush down on her. Leaning forward, she shut her eyes and began to weep. She covered her face and continued to sob. She felt so exhausted and dead. She continued to cry in the back of that taxi. She shivered harder and refused to be consoled.

 

[thewhiterabbit]

He carried he to the house no life was free it all came at a cost human or animal. "I have a silly idea and just enough money to take one try at it" He waited for her to respond to him to show any signs of life or acknowledgement of his words. After a few minutes he decided to continue speaking even if she did not listen. "We could remake the bride of Frankenstein, but instead make you the star" It was silly but he could not bear to see her crushed. If she did not go for it he would just take her then and there.

"We could say you are an eccentric actress who always stays in makeup" He knelt in front of her. He wanted to make her happy but also to be happy himself. "If the first movie goes well we can make more, if not we tried" Much like his own plan b which would only make one of them happy. He placed his large hands on her small frail shoulders. "Trust me any life is better then death, if nothing more you can always get revenge on me" He offered knowing most women were positive and not moved by such negative emotions.

 

[loneiysong]

With a whimpering sigh, she leaned into his arms and shut her eyes. She nodded a bit to sign she was listening. But she didn't want to be a star. The idea had no appeal to her. She shook her head. "No, I don't want to be a star. I..." She swallowed hard. She had to word it right so she didn't sound ungrateful. Rose took a deep cleansing breatha dn looked at him.

"I am just a corpse. I just..." She sighed and looked up at him and thenr eached down to his hands and brought them up to her face. "I want to be more than a corpse. I want to be loved. I want to be so much more." She pressed his warm hands to her face and looked up at him. "I need you to make me feel like so much more than a rag doll. I don't want to be just a corpse in your eyes. Please." Tears filled her eyes more and her chin quivered. SHe was alone and lost. All she needed was a friend in this life like she needed in that.

Standing up, she wrapped her arms around him needing to feel close to another living human. One that didn't care about what she was. Shutting her eyes, she rested her head on his shoulder and pressed her nose against his neck.

 

[thewhiterabbit]

He kissed her cold lips "You were never a corpse to me" He began to take of her coat holding her close to his body. He decided it was better to show her then tell her. Did she think he wold place her in a tower and admire her. His hand went up her cold thigh though unlike a corpse she could respond freely. "I only did not think you would want an old man like me who will only get older" He kissed her neck and nibbled on her ear. Though she was cold he flesh was smooth and perfect like no living woman could be. She would remain perfect until the sun burned out and the world came to an end.

It was a sad thought her alone after he died he had not thought that far ahead. His hand slid over her thigh to her flat stomach his mouth to the space between her breast. "I just want to make you happy, in any way i can" He hoped he had not made a mistake love was more then about sex. Though it was far harder to show trust, commitment, and understanding. He pulled her closer wrapping her sexy legs around his strong body. Slowly he took if his chest, his body well formed and trained if with a few scars from a hard life.

 

[loneiysong]

"That makes me happy." She sighed feeling her jacket being pushed off her shoulders. She wiggled her hands out of the fingerless gloves. She ran her fingers through his hair. With their short visits in the hospital, she thought it was a damn shame that she was going to die a virgin. She wanted to feel skin on skin. So much. She smiled and shook her head. "You kept me company while I died, it is only right that I keep you company while you die." She groaned adn felt him nibbling on her ear. Rocking her hips up against him, she smiled and shut her eyes smiling wider.

Pulling her shirt over her head and off she wiggled out of her skirt so his hands could travel over her body. She sighed feeling his warm hand blaxe a trail of warmth over her. She wrapped her legs around him tightly and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Looking into his eyes, she smiled. She blushed as she began to feel warm and very hot between her legs. Reaching a hand down, she slipped a finger into her pussy and blushed as she pulled her finger back up. She was wet. She ran her finger over her lips and into her mouth and sucked it. God, she tasted so good. Rocking her hips up, she blushed.

"I am ready." She whispered adn ground her hips up against him. She was still wearing her shoes and underwear and bra.

 

[thewhiterabbit]

It was no surprise to see a such a young girl ready if not eager for her first taste of sex. He on the other hand had waited a long time for this and would not rush it. His hand moved down her stomach and over the clothed entrance to her sex. He slowly began to rub her through the cloth as he took of her bra. She suckled on one of her nipple until it was erect and pointing right at him. He worked his finger around the panties getting her good and read. He then took it out to taste her she was very excited about this. He wanted the first time to last no matter what his body was telling him. "You have a lifetime to get to know me" He began to work her his hand sliding over her cunt his middle finger sliding inside.

"I am not trying to tease you or at least that is not all i am trying to do" He cold body against his felt strange but good. He pulled off his boxers he was a large an in every way. He would not mind if she played with it for a while. He had saved himself up for a few months not daring to be with another woman. He kissed down her stomach to her belly button. She had such a small sexy body with curves only a artist could create. He wanted to taste her directly to open her folds with his mouth and delve in. He also wanted her lips wrapped around his cock and in her throat. No the first time would be gentle after that he could try to ruin her.

 

[loneiysong]

Rose had died young. She craved and lusted for life and new experiences. Sex was a big one. She sighed feeling his hand move down to her sex and arched her hips up to him. She wiggled out of her bra and held his head and groaned breathing softly. She rocked her hips against his finger in time to his thrusting. She gasped feeling his finger delve into her and pull back. "I know. I am very excited. I just hope, you don't get tired of this old corpse." She frowned and shivered feeling his finger slide back in. Leaning her head back, she moaned and bit her lip trembling.

"No, you are stoking my engine. I like it." She sighed and then smiled seeing his member. Reaching down, she began to stroke her hand up and down his cock. She sighed when he slipped from her grip and kissed her belly button. Holding his head, she moaned and just stood letting him do what he wanted. She was, after all, his creation. He was god here and he would do what he wanted. She rocked her hips to that tongue and groaned to him softly.

 

[thewhiterabbit]

He smiled his own youth had been every bit as confusing and wonderful with new things everyday. "I would never get tired of you" She was his creation exactly what he wanted from a woman. How many men could claim to have made the perfect woman. He kissed further down her toned body placing a kiss on her cunt. He spread the petals of Roses flower, his two fingers exposing the inner tenderness of her sex, he tasted her every inch of her cunt inside and out. His other hand moved slowly up and down her naked thigh lightly with his finger tips then roughly with his whole hand.

"Then i am going to kick you into overdrive" He smiled lapping up her love juices as he rotated his body to place is cock over her face. While his ass was nothing to fall in love with it was not bad either. "You do know what a blow job is" He teased, 69ing was far more difficult with there difference in height. He slipped a finger inside of her rubbing over her clit. He loved the taste of her. It was a taste he would never get tired of. "You don't have to take it all just as much as you can"

 

[loneiysong]

Rose shut her eyes and arched her hips against him. She felt his warm breath, his warm lips, raising her hands to her hair, she ran her fingers through her hair and rocked her hips against him and moaned softly. His two fingers felt so great. She panted softly looking at him. He felt so great. She panted and rolled her eyes. That tongue. With a yelp, she felt him rotate her body. Since he was standing up, he would have to do so.

Rose shut her eyes and trembled. She leaned forward and began to suck on teh tip. Reaching out, she gripped his cock as he held her up and down. She began to suck him off. Sucking the head. Gasping, she arched her hips feeling his finger inside of her. She moved deeper and deeper onto him and groaned softly.

 

[thewhiterabbit]

He could feel her body react to his ministrations quivering. It was not a weak move but a strong one. He smiled he could tell she was enjoying this almost as much as he was. He felt her take him into her mouth a little at first. He felt his length slip through her lips into her mouth and groaned. She continued having no need for breath she could take as much of him as she wanted. He knew sooner or latter she would cum and so would he.

That did not mean they could not enjoy each other, tease each other drawing it out as long as possible. One good things was no need to talk then again only he could. He hummed a little wondering if she would enjoy the vibrations. He had no trouble holding her light frame up with his big arms. He had to fight the urge to fuck her mouth and throat with hie cock.

 

[loneiysong]

Rose rolled her eyes and panted. She shivere dand trembled. Oh he felt so good. She continued to bob her head up and down against his cock. Groaning,s he shut her eyes and groaned. His moan sent vibrations and she screamed around his dick and came hard squirting all over his face and she sucked bobbing her head up and down. F ace fucking him.

She shut her eyes and sucked taking him deeper and deeper groaning and trembling.

 

[thewhiterabbit]

He continued to eat her out he knew that she must be getting tired of being upside down by now. After a few more minutes he came in her throat. He slowly pulled out it seemed to take forever for him to extricate his cock from her. He spun her back around and lifted her up placing her on a table. "You are a demon" He teased kissing her on the lips there was no cum there. He could see some leak out her nose and knew he must have been cumming all the way out. "What would my goddess like" He asked rubbing her cunt again. He mused if she would swallow first or kiss him now. That was a strange thought tasting his own spunk. "Maybe a bed, and a good fuck" He beamed.