This is Frankenstein, and it may or may not be the version you know! I am not an expert on these tales, I research some. I know this version of Frankenstein! I am not reading the 24 chapter book to use that version (if they are different) I believe it's a Germanic version but I cannot be sure. That said, enjoy.

Frankenstein: Germany/Prussia/Germania

Two brothers, a doctor and a soldier, stood waiting in the foyer of their father's mansion.

The older brother was the soldier, he stood tall and proud, sharp jaw, straight back. He had blazing red eyes and pale skin that worked well with his white army officer's uniform. A newly earned Prussian Cross[1] was around his neck. He was Captain Gilbert B. Frankenstein, age 24.

The younger brother was the doctor. He had neatly combed blonde hair and sharp blue eyes, and resembled his father much more than his brother. Yet, he felt his brother was the favored son. Gilbert was the war hero, he was just the man without the guts to kill, a simple doctor. He wore a black and slightly muddy trench coat over his doctor's attire. He was Doctor Ludwig B. Frankenstein, or more commonly called, Doktor Frankenstein. He was 21.

They stood in silence, waiting for their father. Their mother had recently died, and their father, Aldric, had been taking care of her affairs, and tonight he was to give them both their inheritance.

Soon a man with blue eyes and long blonde hair swept into the room, he wore black trousers with a white shirt tucked in to them, a black frock coat his head adorned with a noblemen's hat. He warmly greeted Gilbert, ever so prideful to have his son be such a noble and courageous soldier.

He looked to his younger son, and greeted him with a slight nod.

"Well my sons, I'm glad you could make it! The weather out there is quite frightful!"

Gilbert nodded "It is indeed father, but it is worth any trouble to get here."

Ludwig was silent. The weather was perfect for him, he could be experimenting with his new idea!

Aldric lead the two men into his office and shut the door behind them.

"Gil, my son, you have been left the pocket watch." He turned to Ludwig "You have been given an acre of land on the edge of the property and gold."

Gilbert had of course gotten the better end of the deal. The pocket watch was a family keepsake. Ludwig burned in rage, he didn't think Gil had simply gotten it because he was older either. Aldric favored him.

Ludwig rose "Well, the weather is quite bad. I best take my leave." And he walked out into the storm.

The weather was still perfect, the air cracking with lightening. He hurried into his carriage and the driver started off for the grave yard.

Once the arrived at the gates, he grabbed a shovel and jumped out, spraying mud everywhere. He walked past the gates and the sign reading 'Grave robbers will be shot.'

A new grave had been dug earlier and that was the one he went to, he started digging quickly, rain soaking him.

The thunder boomed and lightening cracked, the wind roared and the rain pounded. He didn't hear any footsteps.

"Brother!" Gilbert snapped, coming up behind him

Ludwig jumped not thinking he'd been followed

"What are you doing?!" Gilbert yelled, confusion, rage, and fear a mix on his face

Ludwig didn't have time to answer before a gun went off.

Gilbert hit the ground and Ludwig yelled "Run!"

Gil struggled to his feet and they both ran until they got to the carriage, jumping in and slamming the door, they took off.

"Why did you follow me brother!" Ludwig yelled

But he wasn't answered. Gil was slumped in the seat, his white uniform stained with blood and mud. He was dead.

Ludwig bellowed in rage, he screamed and even cried a bit. He hated his father, but he loved his brother.

The driver stopped outside Ludwig estate. His father hadn't given him it he had earned it through practicing medicine. He leapt from the carriage, grabbing his brother's body and running inside.

The weather was still right. He could still save his brother.

He knew he had to tell his father Gil was dead, and he sent a messenger.

Inside he and his assistant went rapidly to work, no questions asked. Gil was cut open on the metal table, the bullet dug out, the organs that had been wounded, cut out, and in haste thrown on the ground.

His liver was ruined. Toss it out.

His kidney in shock. Tear them out.

His spleen ruptured. Scrap it out.

The scalpel cut out more and more ruined organs, the albino's body becoming almost a hollow shell.

His assistant pattered across the bloody and grimy floor to the racks on the shelf with organs sitting and floating in an amber liquid.

Brains, hearts, livers, lungs, kidneys, spleens, stomachs... anything. Everything.

It took the small man four trips, arms loaded with the containers, to get everything over. Ludwig went quickly about putting everything back inside his brother. Stitching him together be moved back.

"Open the ceiling." He growled

The man hurriedly did so, Ludwig strapping Gilbert to the table.

The table was raised, the ceiling open, lightening flashed and suddenly it hit the metal he had outside, the currents racing down his machine and striking his brothers body.

The man twitched and writhed and suddenly he screamed. The power was switched off and table lowered. Ludwig grinned "He lives."

Downstairs his father sat fuming. When Ludwig walked into the room, Aldric jumped up.

"WHERE IS MY SON!"

Ludwig glared "Right here." He said pointing to himself

Aldric snarled "I see no son of mine."

He was hurt but he said nothing.

"So you killed your brother have you?!" he yelled, walking closer and shoving Ludwig

He shook his head "He lives!"

He waved into a stair well and a shuffling of feet came. Some low grunts and moans companied it.

Gilbert slipped from the shadows into the light. His shoulders were crooked, his head tilted to the side, his eyes dull in color, he shuffled, unable to truly walk. He had stitches on his neck, his hair standing up awkwardly.

Aldric backed up "That monster is not my son!" he snarled at Ludwig and lunged at him, shoving him against the wall, hands around his neck.

Ludwig struggled, kicking and punching but it didn't seem to bother his father who was mad in grief and rage.

Suddenly his father was jerked away and thrown across the room but Gilbert.

The servants saw and screamed "IT'S THE FRANKENSTEIN MONSTER!"

Gilbert shuffled to his father on the floor, falling on him and proceeding to choke him. Aldric struggled but he was no match.

Ludwig watched in horror then ran over and tried to get Gil off their father, but it was too late, Aldric was dead.

He smashed his fist into the side of Gilbert's head. "You monster!" he howled

Gilbert slowly turned his head to look at Ludwig, then he stood, shuffling closer. Ludwig quickly back up, almost fainting as his back hit a wall.

His brother's hands encircled his throat and started to squeeze with the force no man possessed. He kicked and punched but it was like striking a wall.

His vision blurred and his lungs screamed for air, he clawed at Gilbert's face and skin shredded off, but it seemed he felt no pain for he choked him still and Ludwig passed out.

The pressure didn't go away until Ludwig too was dead.

The monster smiled, his clumsy hand brushing Ludwig's messed up hair from his eyes

"Brother." He spoke in a slow, child-like tone.

The monster smiled, and hugged with crushing force

"I love you brother."

The beasts at we make,

Are the horrors we create

[1] The story is in the 1800's I think...so any army medal had to be Prussian.

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