Watch Her Die (The Beocraftian Gambit - Book Two)

Watch Her Die (The Beocraftian Gambit - Book Two)

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By:  Jeffrey PopeCompleted
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The ghoul responsible for the slaughter of his entire family is back, and bodies are turning up around the city. With Murphy Hartfield’s death, Kevin is perturbed—for Natasha’s sake. He knows it’s only a matter of time before her body will be the next they would find on the streets of Burnout, unless he quells any affection he has for her—a great sacrifice which he is unwilling to make. Although still mourning the loss of his fiancée, he couldn’t deny this newfound affection for Natasha. And no matter how hard he tried to stay away from her, fate always brings them back together—until she was captured by the same figure that had taken his fiancée months ago. It could prove fatal if he lost her too.

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Chapter 1

PROLOGUE

“Where is the boy?” he questioned calmly—voice sounding dangerously low. 

“Go to hell!” she bawled, glaring at him with scorn. 

T-Murek snorted at her rage. “Do you want to die like this?” he gestured towards Sinclair’s body, which lay just a few inches away. “In a matter of minutes, your husband’s body would serve as food for creatures that walk these woods. Do you want same fate to befall you?”

Rebecca was crying, yet she felt furious. She snarled at him, her eyes bloodshot and filled with unrestrained rage. “You would have to kill me before I let you lay a hand on my son, you bastard!”

Rebecca couldn’t understand where the sudden courage to face T-Murek came from. She felt invincible at that moment, like she could do anything—like she could take him on.

“Very well.” His lips curled into a scornful smile. “We’ll have it your way.” 

Her hands folded into a tight fist and remained at her side. And just then, she understood where the courage came from. She drew strength from the desire to keep her son alive. It scared her that she felt no fear facing him.

Before she could even stop to think, T-Murek was already onto her—his sharp claws opened to tear her—but she was quick to respond. She punched him hard in the gut, sending him crashing back into the tree behind. 

T-Murek, surprised, quickly got up, a grin settling on his lips. “Not bad at all,” he commended, sounding calm. “Not bad.”

She was breathing fast, chest heaving rapidly. In the next instance, T-Murek clutched her neck and slammed her back against a tree bark, pinning her down. Everything happened faster than her eyes could process. 

Pressing her neck against the tree, he slowly lifted her off her feet. “Now, I’m going to ask again.” This time he sounded meaner—perhaps angrier even. “Where… is… the boy?”

Rebecca let out a choking gasp. She wiggled her feet in mid-air, struggling to escape his tight grip. Blood dribbled out of her mouth. Then suddenly, she stopped fighting. Her arms dropped and her lips curved into a faint smile. 

T-Murek, puzzled by her smile, narrowed his eyes at her. “What amuses you?”

“You really want to know?” she gurgled, and her smile got a bit more inscrutable. “I’m going to die today knowing you’ll never lay a finger on my baby boy.” 

The soft cry of an infant echoed off the trees. Her eyes widened in deep horror. T-Murek slowly turned to look in the direction where he heard the cry. His smile reappeared. 

“What’s that you were saying again?” there was silent laughter in his voice.

Her strength ebbed away. She struggled to fight through his grip, but he was just too strong and wouldn’t let go. “T-Murek Please, I’m begging you... don’t hurt him,” she whimpered between her sobs, her lips trembling.

T-Murek tightened his grip around her neck, choking her. “Too bad there’d be no one to watch as I torture you.” He quickly let go of her and Rebecca dropped with a thud. She rubbed her neck, gasping for air. 

“But I’d make sure you watch as I rip the boy’s heart right through his chest.” 

He started towards where he heard the cry. There, he saw the little infant lying at the foot of the tree where Rebecca had left him. Just as he bent to pick him up, Rebecca gripped his right foot and restrained him, which almost caused him to stumble. He quickly swung a foot to kick her head, burying her face in mud. 

Rebecca slowly got up, her face mixed with blood and mud, her grip still tight on his foot. She didn’t slet go. She gazed up at T-Murek—a pitiful look on her face, hoping to gain his sympathy. Almost immediately, his fist bumped into her face. The impact sent her spinning backward. Her vision blurred. Her nose felt broken, and her upper lips swollen. 

T-Murek took the little boy in his arms and sauntered towards her. The boy started crying from the discomfort that he felt as T-Murek carried him. 

Rebecca turned to look upon the lifeless body of her husband, then returned her gaze to T-Murek. She felt a renewed urge to fight, not for herself, but for her little boy. For she would gladly die if by any slim chance her son will get to live. When she tried to get up, her strength failed her; sharp pain ripple through every inch of her body, and she collapsed back on the floor. 

Rebecca swallowed hard, her eyes closing as her strength ebbed away. “Please—” Her voice came out strained. “—don’t hurt him. Break me, torture me, rip my soul apart, do whatever you want with me, but just let the boy live, I’m begging you.” 

T-Murek ignored her plea. “What’s his name?” he inquired, eyes fixed on the child.

“H-he hasn’t…” Rebecca stuttered, “He hasn’t been named yet.” Blood spilled from the wound T-Murek had inflicted on her neck.

T-Murek looked down at the child in his arm and smiled with such tender fatherly love. “He reminds me so much of my little brother, Kevin,” he said, smiling down at him. “Kevin suffered a brutal torture at my hands just before he died.”

T-Murek crouched, bringing himself nose-to-nose with Rebecca. He sounded dead serious as he spoke. “Do you know I had to stitch my brother’s eyes so they remain open while I torture him? I did this so he could see everything I did to his body. I didn’t let him blink. Not even for a second.”

His breath poured on her face as he spoke. “—and when I finally took the gag off his mouth, I asked him if he had anything to say to appreciate the beauty of my work on him. God, you should have seen how beautifully I carved his flesh,” he jabbered, leaning forward. 

“And do you know what he said to me?”

Rebecca had no interest in whatever he was saying. She fixed her gaze on the child crying in his arm. T-Murek’s claws had dug into his soft tender skin and blood was now streaming down his little arm.

“He said, I beg you, just let me die,” T-Murek raved, laughing hysterically. The child in his arm cried.

“Shuu! shuu! shuu! shuu! Hush now, Kevin,” he said to calm the child.

“Kevin?” Rebecca cried.

“You said he has no name; I just gave him one. After all, he would die just like my little brother.”

“No…” she shrieked.

“He won’t die today though. Too bad you won’t live long enough to witness the day I torture him.”

He slit her throat open with the jagged blade. Rebecca gasped, holding her neck as blood spilled. 

“Don’t let him suffer… for too long… after you’ve tortured him,” she gurgled and coughed. “… just give him a quick death.” 

Her arms fell. Her world went dark, and she collapsed on the floor, dead, beside her husband. 

The little boy’s cry filled the air. 

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33 Chapters
PROLOGUE
“Where is the boy?” he questioned calmly—voice sounding dangerously low. “Go to hell!” she bawled, glaring at him with scorn. T-Murek snorted at her rage. “Do you want to die like this?” he gestured towards Sinclair’s body, which lay just a few inches away. “In a matter of minutes, your husband’s body would serve as food for creatures that walk these woods. Do you want same fate to befall you?”Rebecca was crying, yet she felt furious. She snarled at him, her eyes bloodshot and filled with unrestrained rage. “You would have to kill me before I let you lay a hand on my son, you bastard!”Rebecca couldn’t understand where the sudden courage to face T-Murek came from. She felt invincible at that moment, like she could do anything—like she could take him on.“Very well.” His lips curled into a scornful smile. “We’ll have it your way.” Her hands folded into a tight fist and remained at her side. And just then, she understood where the courage came from. She drew strength from the desire
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CHAPTER ONE: THE TRUTH ABOUT CEDRIC
The early morning spring sun dangled overhead, its rays spilling into the house—as if in a strange contest of might. Kevin came and stood at the entrance. He rested his hand on the rough paintwork that coated the door and pushed. The room, partially illuminated, was warm, and the warmth found his face. Far across, away from the reach of the sunlight, on a leather couch next to the curtained door, sat Cedric. His attention was fixed wholly on a magazine that he held. Kevin walked into the room and shut the door, sealing off every trace of sunlight. It became dark in the room. He walked past Cedric without so much as a glance. “Where have you been?” Cedric demanded, eyes still fixed on the magazine. He stopped in his path, turned to look at him and said nothing. “You didn’t come home last night,” he finally took his eyes off the magazine and fixed them on him. “Why?” “There was something I needed to take care of.” “You mean this?
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CHAPTER TWO: THE PHONE CONVERSATION
Shady, dressed in prison uniform, sat on an old, beat-up bench, glaring at Frank, who sat directly opposite. He sat with his arms cuffed, watching as Frank scatter several registers on the desk which separated them; he was searching for a particular file. They have been this way for the past ten minutes since he was pulled out of his prison cell.Shady groaned with impatience. “How much longer do I have to wait?” he said impatiently, keeping the heat in his voice at a low simmer. “It’s been like forever.”Frank ignored him, then singled out a card stock sheet from the bunch and glanced through it, nodding in satisfaction when he confirmed it is the file he had been searching for. Then he read the name on the file aloud, “Mr Shade Casper…”“Shady,” the thug corrected him.Frank read again, glancing at him momentarily, “Mr Shady…”He stifled a groan. “Just Shady is
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CHAPTER THREE: BEOCRAFT
The figure, clad in a black baggy garment, sauntered down the passageway. Something about the way he walked struck Kevin as odd—he walked as if his feet were controlled. This inspired horror in Kevin. He felt an unnatural energy engulfing him. The fear spiralled through every nerve in his body, and he wondered what was going on. What is that thing? Thereafter, he heard the door open, then clang! All was calm again. After the hooded figure had vanished through the main door, he quickly ran to Cedric’s room to see if he was ok. Standing in the doorway, he called out Cedric’s name in a hushed voice but found that he wasn’t in his room. No one was. Kevin’s eyes were drawn to an empty suitcase lying on the table close beside the bed. He blanched, and his eyes became wide as though he’d seen a ghost. Then he returned his horror-stricken gaze to the passageway, and it all began to piece together. The hooded figure… is Cedric. He felt his heart pounding as he stood there in a dilemma. Now
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CHAPTER FOUR: A DROP OF FEAR
Gasping, Kevin bolted away from the door to the side and pressed his back against the wall, heart throbbing within his chest, legs trembling. After a minute, he stooped to steal a peek through the keyhole. When he did, he found himself staring into the bloodshot eyes of the hideous creature. It stood behind the door, peeking through the keyhole, watching him.Kevin trembled as he stared into the creature’s deeply colored eyes. Gasping, he fell backward, his body frozen all over in fear. He dropped to the cold floor—chest heaving, shuffling away from the door. Glancing upward at the keyhole, he saw the large, red eyeball move to focus its gaze on him.Kevin was alarmed and immediately sensed danger. The creature kept staring at him through the keyhole with fierce eyes. That wasn’t right. Why is he just standing there, behind the door, doing nothing—only staring?The answer didn’t come quickly, but the voices in his head told him to r
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CHAPTER FIVE: REASONS TO FEAR
Kevin was dumbstruck, and his eyes went round as he turned to meet his gaze. He is also a shifter? He could never have guessed. Derik went on, “My mom and dad died a few years after I was born.” His body stiffened as he sucked back a deep, quick breath. “They were shifters too.”  Kevin felt a pang of sympathy for him and said, “My heart goes out to them.” Derik said nothing. Tears threatened to form in his eyes. “I didn’t even get to know my parents.” Kevin thought sharing his own story might let him see that his own case wasn’t unique. “T-Murek killed them before I came of age, and he is out to torture me the same way he’d tortured them. He is just waiting until my twenty-fifth birthday to do it. He wants to fulfil a promise he made to my mother several years ago.” Suddenly, they heard a car horning ahead, and Derik looked up at the road, his eyes widening at the approaching truck. He quickly realized he was driving in t
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CHAPTER SIX: ONE LESS DETECTIVE
Leonard’s body was covered in cuts and bruises, his mouth frozen in an open scream. Strands of veins were visible across his neck, and his bloodshot eyes were wide open, staring at the crowd in a way that made most of the people that gathered there uncomfortable. Just like Murphy, his chest was torn open, and his ribs were visible. His heart hung from his chest. The corpse appeared pale from losing too much blood. Struck with revulsion, Kevin quickly turned to look away, tears forming in his eyes. He never could have believed this would happen to Leonard barely two days after discovering Murphy’s corpse in that warehouse. Several seconds later, having made peace with the fact that Leonard was truly gone, he slowly turned to look at the body which lie in the same spot Mirabel’s body had once lay. His fingers folded into a tight fist as he forced himself to look away. But he couldn’t. His gaze remained fixed on the corpse, tears sliding down his cheek, lips trembling.
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CHAPTER SEVEN: THE SECOND ENCOUNTER
He stood from the bench and trudged towards the birds. And as he neared, he noticed they were the same crows from his dream. Only inches away, the crows stopped to stare at Kevin in a way that struck him as odd.He quivered at the sight of their scary red eyes looking up at him and stopped dead in his track. They let out loud caws, as though they perceived him as a threat. Then they spread their wings and found flight.Almost immediately, a flurry breeze blew in his direction, brisk, cool. Kevin heard a voice from the wind call out Natasha’s name in a faint whisper. The voice was clear as day. He’d heard the same voice last night—in his dream. There was no mistake.Kevin’s eyes widened when he suddenly realized he was reliving a moment—a moment that had already happened in his dream. Suddenly, he realised what was going to happen next. Heart pounding against his chest, he took out his phone to call Derik. “Derik&h
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CHAPTER EIGHT: THE PICTURES ON THE WALL
They rushed William to the hospital, and the doctors immediately started operating on him upon arrival. While Derik and Kevin sat outside the operating room, waiting nervously with their fingers crossed, some security men stood in the background, keeping an eye on them. Kevin sat on a bench, gently tapping his feet against the floor. He squinted uneasily at Natasha who paced the room nervously. Her lips were restless as she said silent prayers for her dad’s quick recovery. He felt an urge to put his arms around her.But if he did, what would it lead to?Derik turned to gaze at her as she paced, then clutched her arm. “Don’t fret over it. Worrying won’t make your dad get better any faster,” he said. “Try to relax. It will help calm your nerves.”Natasha took a seat beside him—directly opposite Kevin. But that didn’t stop her worries; she fidgeted in her seat still. And her gaze found Kevin. They e
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CHAPTER NINE: GOODBYE OLD FRIEND
“T-Murek had also targeted Natasha’s dad,” Derik pointed out, looking over an unmarked photograph of William that hung on the wall. “But why?”“Warn him of the grave danger he’s in.”Derik took out his phone to capture the photograph of William on the wall, then made a video recording with his phone of every photograph in the room.Another photograph caught Kevin’s eyes. His stomach knotted with dread when he saw it was a picture of himself. It was placed alongside Natasha’s. Both were unmarked. He took down his photograph from its frame and stared with confused eyes. He tried to recall when he had taken this picture—eyes widened when it finally hit him.A week ago. Back there in principal Mac Georgery’s office, when he’d signed the enrolment form, his photograph had been taken and stored in the school register. He felt a shiver race down his spine when he
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