“It’s alive, it’s alive!” Dr Frankenstein declared as lightning corsed through the body of the monster he had created using parts Igor had collected. However the monster didn’t stir and now smelt of burnt rotten flesh. “I don’t understand, it should have worked. My science was perfect.” The doctor complained.

“Maybe the issue is with the parts themselves, master? They were very old when I retrieved them master,” Igor suggested. Victor backhanded his servant for questioning him but he took the suggestion to heart.

“Wait that’s it, Igor! I knew I kept you around for a reason,” he praised. “The body parts had started to rot so of course the nerves would be dead, but that’s too simple. No I want a challenge, that was the whole point of this. To create a new living being from scratch!” Frankenstein was frustrated he had spent months on this and he wouldn’t be able to finish his goal. “Wait, I’ve got it! Igor, go to the town well, and put this in it.” He handed Igor a vile.

“Yes master, at once master.”

The drug’s effects were noticed throughout the town almost instantly as it knocked out many people and then both Frankenstein and Igor began their harvesting and brought back a total of 19 people to his castle. He was unselective in his victims, collecting men and women of all social orders. He had Igor strip them as he began his work.

He injected each of his victims with a chemical he had been working on to prevent blood loss in traumatic events and injected them into each one of his victims. He began work by cutting off the head of the mayor’s wife, followed by her nose, ears and scalp hever then removed bother of her eyes and opened up her head, revealing her brain. He put the head on the table for now as he placed each removed part in a jar of green liquid, which would keep them alive until needed. For her body however he left it where it was for now. He then goes to a random male and female, plucking the 1 eye each from the body, placing them in the empty head, he does the same for the ears and steals a nose from a male victim before scalping the hair off a women with stunning golden locks. Apart from the brain missing he’s happy with the head.

Next he cuts the head, limbs and genitals off the town priest. He then attached the head of the priest female body. Then he attaches the woman’s head to his body. Next Frankenstein approaches a nobleman and removes his genitals, attaching them to his ever growing body. He also goes to two of the women with very different complexions and breasts sizes, cutting one breast off each, attaching them to the torso of the newly forming body. Next he approaches 2 men and 2 women. Removing the legs and feet off the women and the feet off the men. He attaches the men’s feet to the woman’s legs and attaches the women’s legs to the body. He then places the women’s feet in some jars. Finally he repeats this process with the arms of two men and the hands of two women.

Frankenstein looks over the villagers and he’s happy with the work, he was even kind enough to replace the parts he had spare. Handing out the priest’s limbs and genitals to those he had taken them from, giving the hands and feet to those he had stolen them from as well and using the mayor’s wife’s parts to replace what he had taken for the new head. The only people that were left off a little differently were the 2 ladies with one breast each but he rectified that by flipping a coin and giving the winner the breast of the other woman. Now all he had to restore was the poor brain he had in the jar. Of course she would find home soon enough.

“Igor return these people to their homes and then return here post haste,” he instructed his faithful assistant.

Igor was gone for many hours before he returned from his task. “Now what master? How do you intend to bring this monster to life?”

“Why with your brain of course,” Frankenstein stated as he injected Igor with a vile. He dragged the poor cripple’s body over to the table and opened up his skull, removing the brain. He then placed the brain of the mayor’s wife into Igor’s head finally he walked over to his new creation and inserted Igor’s brain into that. Done with his work he retreated into his chamber for the rest of the night.

“Dr Frankenstein! What have you done!” Frankenstein woke to Igor’s voice crying out in anger.

Frankenstein headed down to his laboratory immediately, if ‘Igor’ was awake then his new creation wouldn’t be far behind. “Ah Igor you’re awake, will you fetch me my breakfast?”

“I will do no such thing!”

Frankenstein backhanded ‘Igor’ making him fall to the ground. “You will not speak to me in such a manner, servant and you will address me as master. Now go! I must attend to my creation as it wakes up.”

“Yes…. Master….” ‘Igor’, said with such spite as she looked upon Frankenstein’s monster. ‘He’ recognised certain parts to this so called human and could recognise parts of some of the townsfolk, she even saw her basic head shape and lips however nothing else was right.

“What are you still doing here? Go!” Frankenstein demanded as his creation began to stir. “Yes, yes, it’s alive!”

The creation opened its eyes and saw Frankenstein looking at it. “Master… what have you done to me?!” The creation asked in a confused betrayal. It looked down at its body, seeing the miss matched parts, including the breasts and genitals. “Master!” The monster screamed.

‘Igor’ retreated upstairs and headed towards the kitchen, she would obey Frankenstein’s request only to avoid his wrath but then she’d head down to the village and summon help arrest the mad doctor and force him to undo whatever he had done. Though when ‘Igor’ got up stairs an angry mob had already broken through the front door and she could see that some of them had odd parts and had been stitched up, the town priest even had her body. “Oh thank goodness you’re here!” ‘Igor ran frantically towards the crowd, as well as her crippled body would allow. Though she didn’t make it far as a sword impaled her gut. ‘Igor’ looked at her attacker in the eyes as she saw who it was. Tears flowed down down her disfigured cheeks. “It’s me… it’s your wife….”

The mayor didn’t even hear what the foul cripple said when he ended its miserable existence, he came for two things, his wife and Dr Frankenstein. He lead the crowd into the laboratory where he saw a naked mismatched figure standing over the corpse of the doctor. “You made me do it master! You made me do it!”