The Good Doctor

Victoria and Aurora

Victoria Frankenstein found herself smiling as she polished a glass in the Lodge's rarely used bar, the overhead lights off to shroud the room in comforting darkness and the clink of the glass as she set it down the only sound until the door swung open and her creation stood in the doorway, backlit by the light coming in from the windows of the corridor behind her. "Hello dear Aurora..I had wondered when you would notice the little adjustment I made to your little dungeon. I'll grant it was an inspired idea to have your little Leech as a Dungeon Boss, almost an original creative choice."

Aurora stepped further into the room, rage twisting her features into something the cameras were never allowed to see. "You put the Black Knight in a starting dungeon! Bad enough you gave out B-Rabbit to two of my contestants, at least that thing's madness is bound by contract and clock. We fought the Long War to bind these things not to unleash horror afresh Frankenstein!"

Victoria shrugged and put down the glass he had been polishing a little harder than the red eyed woman had intended. "And yet here you stand, safe and well with your season continuing. No real harm done."

Aurora crossed the space between them quickly and slammed one fist down on the wooden bar top, the wood splintering beneath her rage. "They could have died! That thing is madness itself and if anything could get around the safety ward it would be it! Charlotte, Delilah...all of the contestants trust me to not let them be truly harmed. I will not be another Azure having to use threats and **** to get my contestants to work with me!"

Victoria shrugged again, her demeanour uncaring even as her red eyes flare brightly with some emotion foreign to the Homunculus. "They trusted a object built in a crumbling castle from stolen flesh and no small amount of my own madness and obsession! Don't overstate what you are creature."

"I am not just some experiment, I can feel and create and think." Aurora withdrew her fist from the splintered surface of the bar, in her rage the illusion that covered her form had dropped away to reveal the stitches that marked her body from where she had been assembled.

"And I created you. Does that make your feelings and thoughts and creations my own? Honestly I could debate with you all night creature, or I could go and keep working on my own plans." Victoria threw back her head and laughed, big tits jiggling as she did so at the cold expression on Aurora's face. "Oh yes creature, I know you favour this soft touchy feely season along with your Leech. But I do wonder how would the audience react to a change of host...a more vengeful host might bring what the audience wants..pain..humiliation...vengeance..."

Aurora froze in place as Victoria faded from sight, the shadows swallowing her creator easily without a hint of effort. She wouldn't. She couldn't. No...no...