> The Strange Case of Dr Sandy and Mr Lizard
>  by Adamverse
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> Chapter 1
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DNA. The matter that builds up all living life forms; this is the story of a man who tried to play God. A man who tried to become something the human race was not ready for.

This begins, in the cemetery of Cloudsdale; a poor soul was being laid to rest, by the police.





“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust; may Celestia have mercy upon the soul of this man.” Said a priest, standing over the open grave.

A thunderstorm was raging in the sky, it was pouring with rain; however, a group of people were gathered in the graveyard, attending the funeral of the deceased. Also at the gravesite, two police officers were standing in as the ones burying the grave.

The guests of the funeral were one man and four woman; the women were all sisters, they were the former staff of the deceased.

While the priest was speaking his prayers, the officers were mumbling to each other. “There's not a man in that box, in there's a monster.” Another crash of lightning was heard once he said that.

The other policeman said, “And how can Celestia have mercy on his soul, Daniel Sandy never had a soul.”

Once the priest had finished saying his prayers, he spoke aloud once more, “Dr Daniel Sandy, you have been buried in an unmarked grave, like a common murderer.” It was true, the deceased's gravestone was a wooden cross with R.I.P scraped onto it. The priest turned to the officers and stated, “Cover the grave.”

The policemen grabbed their shovels and dug into the pile of dirt, they then began burying the coffin under the earth.





20 years later 

One of the guests of that funeral had moved on with her life, she had been a house keeper for a lovely married couple for about 7 years now, Mr and Mrs Cake. They owned a bakery in town, and this person's job involved looking after their two wonderful children; Pound Cake and Pumpkin Cake.

Just as the house keeper was getting the twins ready for bed, Pound Cake was pestering her about something; it was something he'd heard about from one of his friends.

“Nanny Pinkie, was Mr Lizard really true?” he asked.

His sister, Pumpkin Cake then asked, because she'd heard this as well, “And was he really a monster?”

“Tell us, Nanny, tell us.” Pound Cake pestered.

Pinkie Pie, around 42 years old now, but certainly didn't look it, she absolutely adored these children and believed to be so lucky to be their carer. If they wanted to know about this, she felt like she had no choice but to tell.

“Well, yes. It is a true story; and yes, he really was a monster.” Pinkie replied.
A crash of thunder was heard from outside, making the children jump; but that didn't stop them from wanting to hear more.

So Pinkie explained, “You see, Mr Lizard wasn't just a monster and a murderer, he was also two men.”

Pound Cake cut in with, “Two men?”
“How can anyone be two men, Nanny?”
The nanny began tucking them under the covers, she said to them both, “Oh. Never you mind. I probably shouldn't tell you anymore.”

But the children weren't going to take ‘no’ for an answer, Pound Cake pushed the covers off himself and got back up. He said to his nanny, “Go on, Nanny, go on.”

Pumpkin Cake got up again as well and held her hands together, “Please.” She begged.

“Well, alright.” Pinkie Pie pulled up a chair and sat down, she began the story with, “You see, I used to work for Mr Lizard, before any of us knew what he was; but it started when I was a young cleaner in the house of a certain, Dr Daniel Sandy.”





Returning to a happier time, back before all the darkness was spread.

It was Dr Sandy's birthday, and he'd invited his friends to his house for a little get together. His friends included, Mr Filthy Rich and his wife, Spoiled Rich; as well as a lawyer, named Fancy Pants. Filthy Rich was a banker, he met Dr Sandy at a town summit one time; the two got chatting, became rather friendly.

Fancy Pants was Dr Sandy's lawyer, he handled all the legal business and paper work for the good doctor. But Dr Sandy would be lying if he didn't consider Fancy Pants a friend.

“A very happy birthday to you, Daniel.” The lawyer stated.

Filthy Rich then said, “Yes, happy birthday indeed.” 

Daniel smiled before replying, “My dear friends, thank you. From the very depths of my heart.”

The banker the said to his friend, “I’m just glad you’ve got your life back on track; considering the accident.”

One year ago, Dr Sandy was working in his lab; the chemicals he was mixing didn't have labels, so Sandy had no idea they were dangerous. There was an explosion, Sandy survived, but his left arm was damaged; they couldn't save it, so the doctors had to amputate it.

Despite the brief moment of grief, Filthy Rich decided to move onto a lighter topic; he raised his glass and said, “So then Daniel, your the best doctor in Cloudsdale and you’ve been called a hero by so many of your patients; you have the world at your fingertips. Tell us, what will you do next?”

Sandy was working on something, but it wasn’t anything grand yet, so he replied with, “I shouldn’t bore you with the details, and its rather delicate.” He didn’t want to tell them.

“My dear, Sandy; you’re with trusted friends here. Not a word of what you tell us will escape this room.” Filthy Rich replied, anxious to know.

Spoiled Rich then said, “Oh do go on, Daniel, it all sounds fascinating.” 

Dr Sandy finally gave in, he thought it wouldn’t hurt to tell his friends; but he kept it brief. “Very well, I’ll tell you something of it. I have a theory, one that involves the workings of reptilian lifeforms.” He looked down at the stump where his left arm should be. “I’ve always been fascinated that lizards can lose an arm or a tail, and simply grow it back a few hours later.”

For some reason, Filthy Rich was surprised to be hearing such things. He put down his drink and stated, “Sandy, what are you getting at. Lizards can grow limbs back, what is this leading to?”

“I’ll tell you; suppose it was possible to give this power to humans. Using something I like to call cross-species science, humans could grow arms and legs back just like lizards.”

Fancy Pants then asked, “And then what Sandy, what purpose would it serve?”

Dr Sandy replied, “Don’t you see, we just might be able to give certain people a second chance at life.” Sandy felt confident in his next words, “The creation of the perfect human being.”

After that was said, Filthy Rich couldn’t take it anymore. He stuttered before saying, “Daniel Sandy, I’m afraid I just cannot agree with you. The idea of giving humans lizard abilities; I’ve never heard such balderdash and poppycock in my life.”

Suddenly, the door to the kitchen opened, and out walked the four workers who served Dr Sandy here in his house.
Four sisters, working together under the employment of Dr Sandy; each one had their own job.

There was Maud Pie, the head butler; was like the leader of the group, and was like Dr Sandy’s personal assistant.
Marble Pie, the cook; she prepared Dr Sandy’s meals and did the food shopping in the market.

Limestone Pie, one of the house cleaners, she cleaned the furniture, made the beds and polished the windows; anything that needed it, she would clean it.

And finally, Pinkie Pie; the youngest out of the sisters. Mainly spent her days feather dusting the house and helping Marble in the kitchen from time to time.

The four sisters entered the room, Marble Pie holding a birthday cake; when they joined the group, Maud stepped forward.
She said to her master, “Happy Birthday Dr Sandy, we couldn’t wish to work for a finer master in all of Cloudsdale.”
Daniel blew out the candles and the festivities continued.





That night, when the party had ended, Daniel was seeing his friends to their carriage; thanking them for coming and saying goodnight.

“Good night, Daniel.” Filthy Rich stated.
Fancy Pants then said, “Yes, thank you for a wonderful evening.”

Spoiled Rich said, “Good night.”

Dr Sandy replied, “Thank you, all of you.”

Before getting in his carriage and leaving, Filthy Rich had one last thing to say to his friend, “As for those lizard experiments you were talking about, I’d put all that stuff behind you. Very silly indeed, and very dangerous as well.”

“I’ll keep it in mind.” The doctor shook hands with his friends and waved them goodbye. Before they were out of ear shot, he said to them, “Good night, and thank you. You are good friends.”
With nothing left for him out here, Dr Sandy went back inside.





The next day, by the time night had fallen over the land again, Dr Sandy was in his lab; working on his experiments. With only one arm to use, he would pick up one glass of chemicals and pour them into another.

After pouring a blue vile into his mixture, he picked up the glass and gave it a small shake; the liquid was bubbling before it turned red. Now it was time to add the last ingredient; there was a small bag on the floor of his lab, with a knife, he cut open the bag and revealed the red drug pastels inside.

Using an empty beaker, he scooped out some of the drugs and poured them into his potion.

Once the drugs were added, the liquid bubbled again, before turning green.
Before Dr Sandy could continue his work, he felt something stroke against his leg. Daniel looked down and saw Conner, his pet cat; the light of Sandy’s life.

Daniel used his one arm to pick up his cat and put him on the counter where he was working; speaking to his pet, he stated, “You are about to witness an event that might even frighten Nightmare Moon herself.” Sandy stroked Conner’s head before turning to the mirror he kept in his lab.

“You’re a good man Dr Sandy.” Daniel said to himself, “A good doctor, born rich, wanting for nothing.” He held the beaker of green liquid above his head. “And now, on the verge of a discovery that will astound the world.”

He held the beaker in front of him and said, “If this experiment works, the lizard DNA will become a part of me, and my left arm will grow back; that should put an end to Filthy Rich’s scorn once and for all. If I fail, then I will die; and only your eyes will see what happened.” He said to Conner.

Daniel took a deep breath before saying, “Please Celestia, make it work.” He put the beaker to his lips and drank the whole thing.

Once the drink had entered his system, he felt nothing; there was no change. That was until he pulled at his collar, he suddenly felt very hot. Without warning, he got a terrible burning feeling in his left shoulder; the burning was too much, he fell to the floor, the shock of it caused him to pass out.

When he awoke, from what seemed like a long nap, he stood back up; he looked at his grandfather clock , it had only been ten minutes.

Thinking his experiment didn’t work, he picked up the beaker he’d used and put it back on the table; that’s when his eyes widened in shock, he was holding the glass with his left hand.

“Oh my goddess.” The doctor muttered to himself.

He lifted his new arm in front of his eyes, it had really happened, his arm was back; he poked it a few time to see if he could feel it, and he could. It really was some kind of miracle.

Tears of joy were about to fall from his eyes, unfortunately, the happiness he was feeling soon went away; the burning feeling in his arm was coming back, only it was worse this time.

Dr Sandy screamed, “Ah!” before once again falling to the floor. The scream scared poor Conner, he hid behind the work desk.

When all was quiet, Conner came out of his hiding place, going to see if his owner was okay; however, when he saw what was in Daniel’s place, he got a massive shock.

Pulling himself up from the floor was a man, or was it a man; this person was not Dr Sandy. Their skin was bright green and scaly, they had two arms, they had no hair and their eyes were bright yellow.
It was like something from the depths of hell; this creature was covering his face, he moved his hands out of the way and looked in the mirror.

Revealing a reptilian face, flat nose, fangs for teeth and he was wearing Daniel’s clothes; they were ripped slightly, considering this creature was a little bigger than him. This man looked in the mirror and smiled, he liked the way he looked; he believed he was quite handsome for a lizard man.

He turned away from the glass and chuckled, happy about his recent creation. He walked over to the work desk and picked up a beaker with some red liquid in it; he said to himself, “Now, we must bring back Dr Sandy.” His voice had a small hissing sound in it.

The lizard man began mixing chemicals together to create a sort of antidote; he kept talking to himself, “And what ever I do, I will always have a safe place to slither away, like the lizard I am.” That’s when an idea hit him. “Yes, that will be my name, Oswald Lizard.”

After naming himself, Oswald drank the antidote; once he downed the liquid, he began breathing heavily. With some kind of superhuman strength, he crushed the glass beaker in his hand; he then fell to the floor and fainted.

When he came to, Dr Sandy was back; he picked himself up off the floor and sat in his arm chair by the wall; sadly, his new arm was gone, but that didn’t matter right now.

Conner came out of hiding and jumped onto Daniel’s lap; all the doctor could think about was, ‘What had he done?’.
> Chapter 2
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It was a dark and eerie night in Cloudsdale, the streets were deserted, not a lot of sound could be heard . All that was noticeable was the sound of crows flying through the air, or small gusts of wind blowing down the road.

Leaving Dr Sandy’ house, via the door on the side of the building; the one the servants use to enter and leave, Mr Lizard was ready for his first night on the town.

The slimy reptile said to himself, “Free at last, now I can do as I please.” Oswald began skipping down the road, dressed in Daniel’s evening attire.

This consisted of a black coat, grey scarf, tall black top hat and a walking stick with a little sliver ball topper.

Mr Lizard wandered through the empty street;  lizards were sometimes hunters, known for quietly stalking their prey before pouncing to attack. He kept his wits about him, he was looking for someone who was foolish enough to be wandering the streets alone.

To his luck, a man was walking home from work; this person looked like a well dressed business man, grey coat and top hat. He walked across a bridge that stretched over the river in the middle of the city, his home was on the other side.

What he didn’t realise, was he was never going to reach it; the innocent man began to hear footsteps from behind him. When it sounded like he was being followed, the man picked up the pace; but the footsteps behind him sped up ad well, and were getting louder.

The man made the mistake of turning around to see who his follower was, but it was a bad move; Mr Lizard caught up to this poor man and swung his walking stick at him. The man raised his arms in fear, but the lizard man began beating the man to death. The first whack knocked him to the floor, and the next wad painful; Lizard just kept beating them down.

Once the deed was done, Oswald looked around, at both ends of the bridge; no police, no people, no one saw what just happened. Mr Lizard was beyond happy, he smiled, revealing his fangs; he then started jumping in air, laughing at the corpse on the ground.





“Murder in Central Cloudsdale.” Screamed a paper boy.

It was the next morning, and news of last night’s horrible event had already reached the papers. “Killer strikes on Stormy Bridge; extra, read all about it.”

Strangely enough, the paper boy was standing and shouting the headlines right outside Dr Sandy’s House, and Mr Lizard was standing right by the window, listening to the news.

The lizard man chuckled before drinking a glass of the antidote that would turn him back; once he’d drank it all, he muttered to himself, “If only they knew. If only they knew.” He then noticed Conner on the floor of the lab, “But you know, don’t you.”

Oswald threw the beaker he was holding at Conner, smashing the glass and causing Conner to run away. Mr Lizard laughed like a maniac before the antidote began to take effect; as the transformation was happening, Oswald was allowed a small opportunity to talk to Daniel, while their minds were one.

Can you hear me, Dr Sandy?

Yes, I can.

First things first, I want you to right a will, leaving all your money to me. Should anything happen to you; like, if you were to disappear.

Oswald, you’re monster.

Do as I say, Sandy! Obey your stronger self! I command you!

Once that was said, he fell to the floor; and it was Dr Sandy who stood back up. As he sat in his arm chair, the only thing he could think of wad, ‘how could he stop all this?’.





In the end, Dr Sandy felt like he had no choice; he did as Mr Lizard said and began writing a will. This was to be his last will and testament, deciding who he leaves his fortune to.

Once the will was finished, the good doctor read what it said.

This is the last will and testament of myself, Dr Daniel Sandy.
In the event of my death, or disappearance, my fortune and estate is to be inherited by, Mr Oswald Lizard.
I name him my soul successor, my word on this matter is final.
Signed, Dr Daniel Sandy.

When the will was finished, he place it in an envelope and sealed it was wax; then with a stamp, he hardened the wax by pressing down on it with the stamp. The stamp left Dr Sandy’s initials onto the wax, DS, marking it with his seal.





“We didn’t know it at the time, but Mr Lizard was taking over Dr Sandy’s mind. And, his fortune.” Pinkie Pie explained, still telling the story to Pound and Pumpkin Cake.

Pumpkin Cake stated, “What a horrible man, Nanny.”

“Did Mr Lizard do more bad things?” Pound Cake asked.

Pinkie replied, “Yes he did, again and again. And each time, he would disappear just as quickly as he appeared.”

Pound and Pumpkin Cake looked at each other in shock; but then turned back to their nanny to let her continue.

Nanny Pinkie then said, “The strangest part was, no one knew who he was, or where he went. Except of course, Dr Sandy.”

With that said, Pinkie continued the story.





Dr Sandy had fallen asleep at his desk; all the work he was doing last night, including writing his will, had tired him out. Conner was wandering through the study, until his attention was turned to the door when it opened.

Pinkie Pie walked into the room, with her feather duster, she began dusting all the cobwebs and dust away. When she saw her master asleep at his work desk, she sighed in ‘aw’.

She turned to Conner and explained, “He works too hard, I think.” She then looked back at Dr Sandy and said, “He needs a good holiday if you ask me.”

As she continued dusting, she made her way to Sandy’s main work station, where all his mixtures were. When she swept the duster too close to the mixing wand, she accidentally knocked it off the table and onto the bag of red drug pastels, knocking a few onto the floor .

The small bang woke Dr Sandy up, he saw Pinkie Pie in front of him; when he saw she was about to touch the drugs on the floor, he gasped.

“Please, don’t touch that!” he shouted.

Pinkie stood back up again, giving her reason for being here, “I only wanted to clean up, sir.”

Daniel replied, a little cross, “Don’t you know to leave my study alone?”

All Pinkie could say in return was, “No sir, I’m sorry sir. I didn’t mean to upset you.”

“You touch nothing in here, understand?! Nothing!” Daniel yelled. Pinkie Pie nodded her head, almost about to cry. Then, Dr Sandy thought of something he had to do, “Round up your sisters, I want all the servants in the main hall; I have some new rules I’d like to explain to you all.”

Pinkie replied, “Yes sir.”





Once all the Pie sisters were together, Dr Sandy began explaining the new rules they would have to follow if they wanted to continue working and living in this house.

He had them lined up in a row, while he walked up and down the hall, explaining.

“From now on, I’ll supervise the cleaning of my study. Only then will it be cleaned.” Daniel explained.

The sisters all replied, “Yes sir.”

While it was on his mind, Dr Sandy decided to explain something else, something he had to make up on the spot. “Also, from time to time, you will come across an associate of mine; Mr Oswald Lizard.”

When Limestone and Marble Pie heard that name, they gasped a little; that didn’t sound much like a gentleman’s name.

“You could say he’s a new patient of mine, as you will see from his appearance, he suffers from a small case of deformity.” Sandy explained, trying to cover up the fact that Oswald was a lizard man. “He won’t disturb you, in fact, he will have his own key, to come and go as he pleases. Please do not stare at him, and I want him to have the freedom of my home, and my study.”

Once again, the Pie sisters replied, “Yes sir.”

Daniel finished the explanation with, “Treat him as you would me; otherwise, the door to my study will be locked.” When the talk had ended, Dr Sandy pulled an envelope out of his pocket, “Maud, I want this hand delivered to my friend, Fancy Pants the lawyer.”

“Yes sir, very good sir.” Maud replied, before taking the letter and leaving for Fancy Pants’ office.





In the middle of Cloudsdale, Fancy Pants had a law firm. The building only consisted of a front room where the front door was, as well as his assistant’s desk. And in the back room, was Fancy Pants’ office; where he did all his paper work and lawyer business.

As the day was going on, a knock at the door was heard. Fancy Pants’ assistant heard the knock and said, “Come in.”

The front door opened and Maud walked into the room, she took the envelope over to the assistant and said, “I have a letter for Mr Fancy Pants, from Dr Sandy.” Maud handed the letter to Fancy Pants’ assistant; she then said, “Make sure he gets it, won’t you.”

“Very well, I’ll see to it. Thank you.” With that said, Maud Pie left. 

Fancy Pants was working in his office in the back, that was until his office door opened. His assistant walked into the room, “A letter for you sir.” He handed the letter to his boss. “Personal, from Dr Sandy.”

The lawyer replied, “Thank you, Numbers.” Fancy Pants opened the letter and read the contents of the paper, once he read what the letter said, he gasped. “Good grief.”

“What on earth’s the matter, sir.” Numbers asked.

“This is Sandy’s last will and testament; he left everything to a complete stranger. A certain Oswald Lizard.”

Numbers stroked his chin and thought, he’s never heard a name like that before. Fancy Pants was trying to understand what made Sandy choose this man as his successor.





That night, the streets were deserted once again, all except for a young woman who was walking down the street. Seemed like she was on her way to meet with someone, her courter perhaps.

What worried her, was her foot steps were not the only ones she could hear.

She looked down the street she came from and saw nothing; she began to think she was just imagining things. However, when she turned back, she gasped.

Two green hands reached out of the shadows and pulled her into the darkness, she would have screamed, but the attacker put his hand over her mouth and held her tight.

She was never seen, alive, again.