Healer [#6]

Kate Argent.

That's the bitch's name... Erik cursed under his breath as he mixed a small dose of a snake's poison, he was trying to find out the amount to successfully make a cleasing potion while looking over his [Medicine] section of his system and the necessary ingredients to make the same. This potion came from a Cultivation World, so it needed one of those weird furnaces to make, but since Erik didn't have them he chose to use modified a cauldron that worked as a pressure pot, he also used his [Disease Transference] skill to absorb the 'impurities' of his ingredients while increasing the heat of it. The way this potion worked was simple- It burned the insides, boiling the blood and burning away the poison!

He gave it to that young hunter Prter brought with him, he had just made that one according to the instructions not knowing the best way to make it, now he has three different variables of the same potion while wlso keeping the batches of the one who made the other guy melt inside out! 'Now...' He picked one, this one was made with ⅓ of the necessary snake venom, stirred and boiled for 40 minutes, and he absorbed the impurities- The disease off of it. That's what impurities are in a way, a disease that drags the body's purity, the body's potential back, the purer something is, the stronger it can become.

Or so he believes.

"Baby~ Look what i got!" Erik turned to see Peter entering his basement, or as he knew to be his potion lounge, his laboratory, his evil layer! "Yes, my dear assistant?" He heard Peter groaning when he heard Erik calling him his 'assistant ' because he spent the yesterday morning night hours being - as he calls it- "~quirky~" and trying to name his basement! ("Maybe laboratory? evil layer? necromancer dungeon!" "what about sex dungeon?" "Shut up, pervert, or I'll call you minion, assistant, or simply wrench." "Oh my gods Erik, find something sexier, like daddy or sir or something." "I'm tired now, assistant, let your superior sleep." "For fuck's sake...") "Well... I was about to tell you how i managed to use more of your little strong knock out potion and brought you gifts, but i guess I'll have to play with them..."

"No!" Erik reacted faster than he thought he could, he wanted to perfect this potion so it may be used by Peter in case he gets poisoned again! He got the recipe from a [Medicine Pack] that he received after he completed a small achievement of using the [Healing] skills more than 10 times on the same person. [Nurse] was the achievement's name, and why he got it now was because he didn't use it on Peter more than 3 times before because his werewolf healing could deal with most damage, but because he was panicking he used [Healing] on him several times to try and bring him up to battle faster after he was knocked out by the Aconite poisoning. "I mean, just bring them down here by the back... If you don't mind, Peter." Peter huffed a sigh of relief after being able to make Erik stop calling him his wrenchman, assistant, minion, or any other name used to call him a subordinate- While he likes their relationship as is and doesn't mind if Erik wants to top him, he minds when he's called or named something that makes him feel inferior- Due to past trauma, he didn't tell Erik how he would hear Jennifer whisper those words on his ear every single time she could.

And now he feels a little embarrassed to tell him- Hey, look at me, your mate is mentally broken! 'What if he leaves me behind like they did?' Hust thinking about his nephew and niece makes his heart burn with hatred and evil intention, but a simple sniff from his Mate's scent, a single whisper of his breathing, the simple fact that he could feel him through their uncompleted bond makes him calm, collected, and comfortable enough to think with reason instead of emotion. 'Wow... Abandonment issues, inferiority issues, anxiety, depression, and trauma- what a package i am huh?' He chuckled humorlessly to himself before dragging in the three large bags one by one, not that Erik lived too close to other homes, his house that was inherited by his mother was had two stories, the basement, the attic, the garden on the back that connected to the preserve!

Beside the main bedroom where he and Erik slept there were other three, one he saw to be Erik's past childhood bedroom, a guest room, and one room who was used as a library full of books Peter only heard about. He learned later that the boy's mother used to lend her help to Thalia, his sister, when asked! She was paid, of course, which is why Erik seemed to have more money than he worked for... "Bring them down here, and can you bring me the golden leaves on the third balcony by the kitchen's left fifth bottom floor hidden compartment? Thanks love." Pater growled at the back of his throat hearing the man call him a sweet nickname, because he very much liked it, his wolf was beyond whipped- He would do anything Erik asked him to, but the human side of Peter still had that little voice on the back of his neck saying things to him, how one day, Erik would leave him.

Because eventually, everyone does.

Peter sighed... He needs therapy.

-Scene Cut-

Standing before the men and woman tied to his chair, two of them still unconscious while one is slowly coming to consciousness, Peter sat down beside Erik as he slowly prepared injections with different potions, he discovered that as long as the potion gets in the blood, it can work ss intended! Well, it works, so he is trying out now these- They each had different purple coloration, the lighter one being the weakest, the purple one being almost identical to the first potion he made that melted the fiest guy, and the deepest one being one of the used double the necessary ingredients!

He really wants to know their effect.

'They'll pay for touching him.' He swore to himself- 'Also, i want that [Form], i want to be an angel.' Well, the quest was also a priority because it killed two birds with a single stone, as the saying goes. "Show time..." He whispered as the eyes of the first man opened slowly, Erik stood menacingly before the man as he wore his mask- A plague doctor mask that had a longer beak, thin and silvery, curved and beautiful like the skull of a raven: "Ah, greetings my defenseless subject." The man was still groggy, his chest, stomach, arms and legs tightly held by ropes to the chair he sat on, almost bondage-like tied rope: "The fuuuuc..." The man whispered groggy, making Erik sink into his persona and bring out a part of himself he despised- Growing up without most of anything, he developed a... itch.

An itch to have things.

You see, i completely lied to yoi about his past life.

He wasn't part of a loving family- His family was everything but loving, he was taught early that the world doesn't owe you a scent, that the world is a cruel place and that you can only rely on yourself. You need to lie and fake to get your way through things, and Erik did no different than what he was taught to do! His first lie was when he 'accidentally' pushed one of the children of the house he lived in, because his 'parents' were but foster parents that threw him away the first chance they got. The 'kid' he threw off of the stairs wasn't a kid to be honest, he was a teen, bullied him, made fun of him... So he pushed him, and since there were no witnesses to his crime and his victim was long dead at the bottom of those stairs after the long wait he did just to look at the eyes of his victim as the life left their eyes was- amazing.

See? He's a monster.

That's why he killed himself later in life- Growing up with small empathy and the desire to hurt others wasn't easy, because he had to learn what empathy was and struggled to come up wih the terms of it. He was sexualy abused when he was a kid, a small kid, barely 6 years old, and that traumatic event was what changed him for the worst because he never learned how to cope with it very well. His hatred grew and he was a very aggressive teenager, he killed his seconds victim when he was 16, a rock to the head of another man who tried to touch him inappropriately, the body was never found because Erik... He ate it.

He was disgusted by it a little, but he learned that through this, he would get rid of the evidence easily- So he ate him.

And he ate, ate, ate, ate, ate, ate, and ate until- He didn't have anything else to eat. His stomach craved more food, more flesh, more bone, more blood.

He was never human.

He was a monster.

Erik was, in fact, not a human but a ghoul, what happens when a human loses their soul after they've developed a personality and cognitive functions to live normally, normally between the ages of 6 and 8, they slowly lose their emotions or are driven insane, they eat human flesh and drink their blood because they can and want to- It's brutal.

He only woke up when he was 28 years old, standing before a mountain of corpses of many men, women, elderly, and even children. The more he ate, the more he wished to eat, the stronger his hunger and body grew.

He ate the entire human race.

He woke up because an angel, or a creature of good, found his sound and guided it to his body, and when he found his body decimating the entire human race he was designed to be destroyed- His soul and body were two different entities, but given was the chance for him to cleanse his body and soul, instead of killing, he'll from now on heal. He can only kill those the system, says for him to.

Which is why whem he killed the man Peter brought with him, rhe counter went from [0] to [1].

'Emotions... I hate and love them.' He thought while memories of his vicious second nature came forth- Just because his body wasn't of a ghoul anymore, it doesn't mean he can't be one when he wants to be! he sank the needle of the syringe into the neck of the man, on the artery,, and injected him with the stronge potion- He started to scream soundlessly due to the now gag that stood on the man's mouth, making him sound more like a gurgling mess of bright red meat. "Ah~ The sound of your despair... What a sweet delight." Erik sniffed the air, his fingers growing to talons, his slashed the skin of the man and a little of his blood left and he watched as it boiled, boiled and tore through the ground like lava on on soft plastic: "Oh, amazing!" Erik was enthralled as the skin of the man slowly fell off revealing his meat beneath that was starting to show some degrees of burns, even the gag was starting to melt due to the man's saliva! "Oh, this might be a loud noise~"

And it wasn't.

Because Peter was faster and pushed a metal pipe, sinking on the guy's throat and going out the back of his neck, killing him before he could scream. Erik huffed in annoyance as he poked Peter's side with his talon while observing the corpse boil and boil until it turned into this mushy red liquid before evaporating into a red mist that vanished, not before Erik took a sample though: "Hmmm... Complete body evaporation... I think if i alter it, it might work on corpses that we need to clean up, right dear?"

Peter was beyond amazed at his Mate's brutality and almost second personatily- He was enthralled by his bloodied smiled as he brushed his hand to clean his lips after taking a lick to the blood on his talon, that wasn't melting his talon like it melted through the floor: "I want to fuck you so bad." And with those simple seven words, Sadistic Erik was gone, and Shy Little Flower Boy who shines with pure innocence was brightly burning before him in a red blush: "But not now." Peter grumbled in light disappointment: "Now... We have more potions to test out, right dear?"

The other two people were waking up!

Eric grinned- There were still two potions left to test!