Still Breathing

The result of the constant shocks were burns all around Azra's head and face so she needed immediate treatment so the doctor did what he could for her before she was placed in the bag.

Additional problems that could come up later like infections had some minor treatments done as quickly as possible.

The videos were sent off while her body was stored away and there were no cameras monitoring what what going on within the room besides the camera of the doctor.

What he had done within his own private space was not known to anyone and Azra had been placed away in a place where other dead bodies were being held.

The doctor had made his decision and made use of his access around the mental institute to visit the body storage.

He checked on the condition of Azra and showed a look of relief on his face then his gaze turned towards one of the other storage containers. "This one should work."

He pulled out the tray that a body was resting on then used the time that he had to switch the two bodies.

One was a body that unidentified and was a burn victim that had passed away.

It may not have been a completely similar blood type or body shape but the doctor knew that it was more than enough for his purposes.

The body was being kept in case there was someone that would come forward to identify it so it was being kept as it was in cold storage.

After forging some papers, the body was to be transferred so that he could run some tests on it but it had already been switched with Azra who would take its place.

If he looked hard enough then it would be simple for him to get a body to be put in its place after he had to bring it back.

There were times when the dead bodies would be used by medical students, others would be looked over for other research purposes or to look further into the cause of death so his actions would be overlooked.

The original body was put in the place of Azra and was later cremated leaving only ash behind but that confirmed her death and disposal.

The body of the unnamed corpse that was Azra was then sealed up in a body bag to be transferred while she was kept in a state of sleep.

Even when Azra could have died, she was not spared from suffering further misfortune once she was in the hands of the doctor.

The period of recover was slow and her appearance had been ruined but the doctor had looked towards her with a strange gaze. "This is not enough. She needs to be completely unrecognisable.. like a new person entirely. If this is to work then I need to use my resources and abilities well."

He could not afford to have Azra being recognised even a little bit if he was to keep her.

He came to a decision after some time so when her previous injuries had healed some more, she had to suffer what he had done next.

Upon using his resources, he had found a possible match for Azra and purchased a young beautiful lady of the same age as Azra with a similar skin tone and face shape but there were many differences between them.

The young ladies face was put under his knife and so had the face of Azra until a complete face transplant had been done to Azra.

If he was not such a twisted individual then he would be known as a skilled and qualified surgeon to be able to do what he did.

The face of Azra was put aside while he left the girl to die on the operating table and the doctor had continued suturing the new face of Azra back into place.

It took months for the recovery of Azra who had no longer been in restraints and she followed his words everyday while recovering and undergoing different tests or checkups.

The blood type was not just what was needed to successfully transplant a face so an immune match and a tissue match was needed too so that there would be no rejection or complications.

Not much had changed about her since the time had passed but her greyish white hair had grown out a little longer than before.

The doctor had done a good job but there was some light scars that could easily be covered up.

If there were things about her changed face that remained the same then there was a marking that was similar to the one she had previously and her light blue eyes remained the same.

The scar under her eye was left by the doctor just like he had done to her previous face so that he could mark her as his property.

The doctor stood opposite her and smiled. "Your recovery is almost over. You are almost sixteen years old now. I do not have to wait much longer my lovely puppet. Nobody is as obedient as you are and nobody listens to me like you.

Ah.. you really are my greatest masterpiece and my greatest love. So this is what a god must feel like towards their greatest creation. I have got you a new identity so you can start accompanying me in the future so look forward to it."

Seeing that Azra had no response, he did not look like he was bothered by it and instead had been pleased by it.

He got up and left her on her own without any kind of restraints but he had entered a room where there was a monitor showing the room that Azra was left inside.

Even if he was not taking as many precautions as before, he would continue to monitor her for any changes.

One reason was to watch over how she would develop so his studies of her could continue but another was to guard himself against her.

Even if the chance of her recovering to her old self was minuscule, the doctor would take the time needed to confirm that everything remained the same before he let her out into the outside world with him.

The resources and money that he had spent to get Azra away and to rebuild her into what she had become had been a lot but he was more than happy with the result.

There was still a need to research her but the months spent around her had made his feelings become more twisted towards her.

The doctor was the type of person that hated it when people talked back to him and saw himself as the one who should be listened to.

He could not stand it when women were loud and talked too much so having Azra around him for so long was a pleasant experience for him.

It was enough to change or twist his feelings that were between a creator or doctor of Azra to a fatherly or even a feeling he would have towards a lover.

Each day that Azra had become more mature, his gaze was becoming more strange and obsessive.

If Azra was conscious of her surroundings then she would be very fearful towards what kind of ideas were forming within his head but she remained as she was without any signs of improving.

Azra was no longer her previous self, she was remade into someone or something else and even her own identity was gone as a new one was being prepared for her.

Everything that made her herself was gone and all that remained was stat she was still breathing.