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H H Holmes
H H Holmes
holmes
Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/790473.
Rating: Mature
Archive Warning: Choose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Major Character Death
Category: Gen, F/M
Fandom: Greek and Roman Mythology
Character: OC - Character
Additional Tags: Murder
Stats: Published: 2013-05-09 Words: 2550
h. h. holmes
by ochaofice
Summary
when I was alive I was a serial killer; by the name of Herman Mudgett. i was born may 16,
1861 and died may 7, 1896.h.h.holmes
h.h.holmes
A mind-numbing amount of souls later my shift was over. I’m pretty sure I worked for a whole
day.
Walking the streets of hell is life threatening. Funny life threatening.
when I was alive I was a serial killer; by the name of Herman Mudgett. i was born may 16, 1861
and died may 7, 1896. When i can down here i changed my names to h. h. holmes.
Lava in the ditches. Every thing from stage coaches to cars, driving as fast as they can. At lest you
can’t get mugged. No one has money here but the devil and he was it locked up save and sound.
Somewhere.
I wonder what year it is now. guess I should have asked that boy. I did give him my card so maybe
he will find me so I can help him get a job.
I take the last left turn and i can see my house down the road. Someone is sitting on my steps and
that weird feeling comes back.
When I get to my house I find out that it is that boy the one from my shift.
“Guess this is my chance..” i paused “Hey what year is it?”
“2010” He said
I blinded two hundred years?
“Anyways I wanted to talk to you about getting a job?”
“Right basically you just have to say it out loud so the devil can hear it.”
“what?”
“just pulling your chain.” I said “we can have cellphones down here too. So I can just call the devil
and you'll start tomorrow.”I said
“cool”
a call to Satan and I would be seeing this boy everyday for the rest of my existence.
great.
“all set” I said
“thanks.”
his only been here a day what if he doesn't have a place to stay.
“got a home?”
“nope”
“I'd offer you to stay but well I killed over 50 people who lived in my house.” i smiled as I
remembered the fun i had.
I had killed over 50 people, I have killed about 15 to get the money to start my hotel of death. Then
got lost in all the blood and guts. Truthfully I don’t know how many i killed i think somewhere
between 150 to 200.
Then the house was finished it had pipes going to every room so I could poison anyone, anywhere.
Along with a basement where I could play doctor.
“Really? that's... something.” he said slowly. “I guess I don’t care its not like you can kill me
now?”
He had said it like a question; making me laugh.
I turned walked up the steps and opened the door for him.
I turned to the right and went in to the kitchen.
“Want some thing to drank?”
“Can you make tea?”
I put the water on the stove and went back to the living room.
He is looking at my one and only picture of my hotel of death.
“What’s your name?” I asked and of course he jumps because I’m right behind him.
“James”
“That there’s the hotel I build.”
“Oh”
“how’d ya die?”
“pills”
“Didn't really escape did ya?”
He didn’t answer. he had turned around to look at me. I watched him staring at the marks around
my neck.
I had been hanged.
Smiling, “...Of course I got caught.”
We both jumped as the tea water started to whistle.
I jump up. removed the water and made tea.
chapter 2
i walked him up to one of the spare rooms and showed him the bathroom.
then i layed down in my own bed. sleep found me quickly.
i was dreaming about my hotel again. it was scary because i was not the one controlling it. i was
the victim here and i didn’t remember the layout any more i could die at any second and every
second i had was a gift.
i have this dream every night with out remembering the guilt for my victims. i wake up every
morning relaxed and ready for the days work.
i woke up this morning with a sharp pain to my chest but as i got out of bed and got dressed it went
away. down the stairs i went. hungry from skipping dinner last night i make eggs, toast, and coffee.
Holmes lead us to a small restaurant. the sign said ‘the under lord of sushi’ lol
“Do you like sushi?” i asked
“yes i like it.” he said
“this place is friendly unlike the other diners.” he said.
“nice!” i said
we walked in. there was a really big guy behind the counter! i mean massive! this guy if he sat on
you...i shuttered.
“HOLMES!” his loud voice boomed
“Dan!” Holmes said loudly too.
“Dan this is James. my underdog.” he said “James this is Dan.”
“good to meet you Dan!” i said
his cheerfulness was amazing!
we sat at the counter. he handed some menu’s over and left us to chose our meal.
i was just going to take whatever Holmes picked so i had time to look at our surroundings
the counter was a nice oiled cherry wood. it stretched all the way around Dan's cooking area. he
made the meal right up front so everyone could see. right now he was making a volcano out of
wine and onions. oh cool! he just lite it on fire! the wall had a nice dark color a reddish black the
floor was a pale beach colored wood. big windows by the door.
a man just walked in and i shuttered for some reason... i felt scared. for no reason.. i couldn't even
see his face. he had on a hood. it was long and black like a reapers.. oh. that couldn't be Satan?
could it?
i tapped Holmes shoulder and pointed at the man.
“that's a reaper. we see them all the time they get to leave to collect the damned.” he said
“what do you mean?” “ like demons?” i said
“sometimes.. mostly ghosts though just people who stay on earth.”
“so there really are demon’s on earth?”
“depends on what you mean by a demon? i could be a demon if that’s how you view it.”
“true.”
just then Dan came back and asked us what we wanted.
“the sushi boat” Holmes said
“what his having.” i said
Dan brought out too big wooden boats. chopped up rice and vegs throw them on the grill and then
pulled out slabs of fish. only one i knew was the Salmon.
“so James how did you die?” Dan asked
“pills” i said simply
“i was swimming in the ocean when a squid grabbed me and pulled me under” he said laughing
“isn't it ironic?” he said holding up some pink meat.
“is that squid?”
“sure is!” he boomed
we all laughed.every one in the room thought it was funny!
he fulled our boats and then placed them in front of us.
“arigatou!” i said before eating.
“what does that mean?” asked Holmes
“its ‘thank you’ in Japanese.”
“what year is it?” asked Dan
“Holmes asked me that too. its 2010. didn't you guys know?”
“its hard to keep track..” said Holmes
chapter three
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