Chapter 11

Tangett Kilafew

Riding the train I can't believe that the murder I committed only made it to the third page of the fucking newspaper. Just who do I have to kill in this city to get recognition? I am totally pissed as I scan the car I am riding into Manhattan.

The scene on the L train is as it should be, people coming and going at all stops. Nothing is out of the ordinary, unless you take into consideration that a homicidal man is en route with his destiny? Then again in New York that is normal. They say hind sight is the best kind of vision any one could have. And I am living proof of it. On my way to work for the Daily News how could I know that a crime was going to be committed just one car over. And that the best story would unfold just within my reach, but I was looking the other way.

Thinking to myself 'ah there is my mark, she looks innocent and at piece. Time to change that idea for her. Time for her to become just another victim.

The lady is sitting reading her book trying to make it into Manhattan in time for work when she notices a man looking at her. She ponders for a minute 'Okay Kaliegh get a hold of yourself! He is just looking. So what if he's about 260 lbs. and standing five foot nine. Just cause he looks like the meanest thing to come out of Redhook doesn't make him a killer. Smile at him girl, that should ease the tension in the car seeing that we are the only ones riding the last car'. Smiling at him seems to have eased him as he smiles back and starts to make his way towards the lady.

"Hello sir, how can I help you?" Kaliegh says to him. He smiles and says "Hello my name is Taz, as for how you can help me......well" rubbing his goatee" how about you just become another victim!" Pulling out a large kitchen knife he begins to slash at her. and as she tries to fight back she asks god why she was abandoned? The train goes into the tunnels and the lights go out. The noise is so loud no one can see or hear her cries for help. As it pulls into the station Taz has a smile on his face. Thinking to himself as he walks away 'now I feel better, she became just another victim and copying the murders of the Manhattan stalker I should get some kind of coverage for my murder spree.

Sitting in the car I look over to the last car right next to me. 'Hmm wasn't there people in the other car? Oh well, I get off here anyway'. I rise and looks into the other car out of habit and what I see I can't even begin to describe. I know for sure there were two people in there. My god the poor woman is dead and her throat slit from ear to ear. Could the other person in the car have been the stalker plaguing the city? I reach in my pocket as I run out of my car and into the next. I flag an officer down and point for him to follow me. Thank god he does. with the cop here I take this opportunity to make my call. "Hello Angel? it's me Tangett you wouldn't believe what just happened. Get ready for me to feed you the next story of the stalker's presence in Manhattan. He just killed a lady on the train right next to me. That's right. Right in the car next to me. We can scoop the story even before anyone else hears about it. Make sure you take it to the editor, Lady B. I'm sure she'll give us a bonus for this one. When I get in I'll fill you in on everything. Just hold the front page for us okay? The cops are here and are trying to get me out but they need me, since I am a witness. Oh shit Angel, you think he saw me and is gonna come hunting me down?"

Chapter 12

Lady B

Lady B sat behind her desk trying to figure out what to put on the front page as Angel came running in. "Tangett just called and said that there has been another serial killing and that he is a witness to it. He's on his way with the full story" Angel informed her. "Okay!!!" Lady B said clapping her hands together as she got up from behind the desk. "Make sure that the front page is open for this article. I want pix on the front page with a blurb and a full article to cover page 2 and 3. Go, quickly". She could already see the dollar signs in front of her face. She would be scooping her rival newspaper and this was just the boost that the paper needed.

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Mark reached the precinct and Ivory was just finished going through the booking procedure and was put into an interrogation room. He walked into the room where she was. She tried to put on an act, but deep down she was really scared. She stared at him as he closed the door behind him and stood on the other side of the table facing her. He removed his shades and placed them in his trench pocket. He put his hands on the table and leaned down towards her. He looked her squarely in the eyes and she flinched back after taking a good look at his eyes. "I have nothing to say to you, Deadman. You killed my friends". Ivory said. "You will tell me what I want to know" Mark said. "I don't have to tell you shit" Ivory spat back as she crossed her arms across her chest and leaned back in the chair.

Mark pushed up to a standing position and slowly walked over to the side of the table where Ivory sat. He sat on the table, leaving one foot still on the floor. "I said you are going to tell me what I want to hear" Mark said. "Fuck you, Deadman" Ivory retorted. Mark moved so fast that all Ivory felt was the sting on her cheek. When she reached over with her hand she noticed that he also had busted her lip and she was bleeding out the corner of her mouth. "Ready to talk now?" Mark asked. Ivory just looked at him with daggers coming out of her eyes. "You are going to tell me what I want to know" Mark said as once again he slapped her, but this time on the other side of her face.

Tears popped into Ivory's eyes and she turned to the mirror. "I know you are watching and this is police brutality" she screamed at the mirror. "Lady, there is no one there that is willing; or going to help you" Mark hissed. "Now either you tell me what I want to know or I'll just have to continue to show you what happens if I don't get any cooperation from you" he said menacingly.

This time Mark let her see him raise his hand and she flinched as she covered her face. "Okay, okay!!!!" she said as she ran to a corner of the room. "Whatcha wanna know" she said as she stroked her cheeks that Mark had so nicely imprinted with his five fingers.

"Sit down" Mark said. She gingerly pulled the seat out and sat down still flinching away from him thinking he would strike her again at any minute. "Well, lets start with your group and what has been going on at that disco. Then we'll go onto what you may know or have heard about the serial killer" Mark said.

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Kane had arrived at the hospital, been patched up from his bullet wound and was slipping his sweater over his head when a uniformed officer came in. "Hey Jeff. How's it going" Kane said to him. "Not good. Matt and I just came back from investigating another one of those serial killings. This time on the L train." Jeff replied. "Shit" Kane mumbled. "Would you happen to know where your partner Mark is?" Jeff asked. "Yeah, he's at the precinct" Kane replied. "Okay. We were told to swing by here and pick you up on our way to the station" Jeff added. Kane strapped his gun on and grabbed his jacket as he walked out into the hallway with Jeff.

Matt was sitting in the drivers side in the patrol car when Kane and Jeff exited the emergency room. Jeff sat beside his brother and Kane got in the back as Matt put the car in gear and they headed towards the station house. "We're gonna wait until we get to the precinct before we give you all the details this way we don't have to go over it twice" Matt said. Kane leaned his head back against the headrest and unconsciously rubbed his arm, knowing full well that it would be sore by tomorrow.

They arrived at the precinct and were told that Mark and the Lt. Foley were upstairs interrogating a prisoner. They went up a flight of stairs and opened a door leading to the stairwell. They found themselves in a hallway with doors leading out to different rooms. They went into the second one on the left and Foley was standing there looking at Mark work through a one way mirror.

Foley knocked on the glass indicating that Mark was to come out. "Don't you go anywhere" he said to Ivory as he got up from the desk and walked over to the door. He turned to look at Ivory and said "Try to get your thoughts in order cause when I come back I want to hear all that you have to tell me and you know that I will know if you are lying to me". With that he opened the door and went into the next room.

"Mark, we've had another one. On the L train this time" Foley said. "These two officers were the first on the scene and I brought Kane here so that all are informed and everyone stays in the loop. Now let's go into my office and Officer's Hardy can bring us up to date on what happened, Foley said as he opened another door leading out of the observation room and they walked out into the squad room.

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When Mark returned to Ivory she had fallen asleep with her head on the table. He slammed the door to the interrogation room and she jumped. "Now back to our question and answer session" he said as he pulled up a chair, straddled it and started asking Ivory questions.

Chapter 13

Angel of Doom

Kane's Abduction

When Mark left the interrogation room he wasn't a happy camper, he knew that Ivory knew more than she was saying. Mark took the elevator to the parking garage and noticed two guys getting on at the next floor. He noticed the smell on their clothes. A putrid odor like something had died on them. They were unshaven, and looked dirty. He noticed also the bulge under their trench coats, and his mind worked fast, real fast 'cause he knew this two weren't cops, these two guys look like hired guns. But who was crazy enough to attack him right there in his precinct?

One of the guys turned to him reaching inside his coat looking for his gun but it was too late. Mark had anticipated his move and the guy's head blew up in pieces for Mark was already holding his gun to the guy's head when he made his last move. The other guy threw himself onto Mark as they started fighting for Mark's gun. The guy was pounding Mark in the face, chest, rib area and Mark thought that this guy was to good to be true. Mark lifted him like a sack of potatoes and slam him against the floor and put a knee to the guys throat. "Okay, okay, Deadman, you win"." Get up" Mark said as he pick him up and punched him in the stomach. "Who sent you?" Mark asked the guy as the elevator doors opened and the silhouette appeared in the door frame and the guy started shooting. The guy fighting with Mark was the first to received the barrage of lead in his body cutting his life down in seconds. Mark took cover against the side of the elevator and returned fire. The all of a sudden everything was quiet and calm and he dared to look out but there was no one there. It was like if the devil himself came to deliver his deadly message himself. And mark was baffled and confused.

Mark's cellular telephone started ringing just as the rest of the precinct was arriving at the garage. "Hello?" he answered. "Hi, Mark. It's Kane" he said, and continued "I've got bad news, there's been another murder. They just found another girl dead under the Manhattan Bridge" he said. "Well let me go get Ivory so she can see first hand what this people is capable of and I'll meet you there" he answered. "how are your wounds" Mark asked. "I'm alright the bullet went through, no major damage" Kane answered. "Okay I'll meet you there" he finished and hung up.

He went around to take the stairs to go get Ivory and he still had that feeling as he walk up that something was wrong. What the fuck happened here. To attack your own precinct was daring very daring. He dashed the last five floors like a mad man. Everything was confusing how in the hell this happened.

As he opened the door to the interrogation room he could not believe his eyes Ivory's lifeless body was cut open from her pelvic bone to her throat. Her eyes were cut out right out of their sockets, there was blood all over the floor and walls and in one wall was written in blood, "You belong to us" and "Your time is coming soon, very soon". "Motherfuckers, you ain't got shit" he said kicking a chair that was next to him and he walked out reaching for his cell phone to warned Kane. The phone rang twice before Kane answered, "Hello, Kane here"he said. "They killed her Kane, they killed her" Mark said. "Relax and tell me what happened"Kane said. And Mark stared to tell Kane what happened with full details " and I want you to be extra careful from now on because this animals don't care and won't stop for nothing and no one".

But Kane was not listening for everything had turned red and dark, since someone had struck him on the back of the head and was falling to the floor. Mark heard the unusual sound and was saying"Kane, Kane are you there"?. and the voice came from the other end " Oh! Deadman, when are you going to learn that you can fuck with us, now we got Kane, your partner Oh! yes and your brother, or did you think that we didn't knew that Kane was your brother. Now either come to us or he will die a slow death and I'll promise you that We will make him suffer.

Chapter 14

Tangett Killafew

Mark hangs up the phone and begins to soak in all that has happened in such a short time. ‘They have Kane and they know he is my brother? How could they have known? Not even the commish knows we are related.' Rubbing his goatee, Mark makes his way to his bike and heads out of the garage. Thinking to himself' time me and Paul had a heart to heart. Putting his foot on the throttle and revving the engine Mark heads into the city's darker section. Where only the depraved and deranged would dare to walk. Back to where his roots are and from where he got the name of the UNDERTAKER the man from the darkside. He smiles as he reminisces on how he used to bully all the kids in the neighborhood. How he had his little gang called DEAD MAN INC. and all the money he made before he saw the light and was taught how he should turn all of his energy to help the community instead of hassling the innocent people to whom he now needed.

Parking the bike out in front of the old abandoned library Mark made his way to the entrance in the rear. He opened the supposed barred door. It was dark and damp just like he remembered. "Paul? You around?" Walking quietly through the dimly lit corridors. "OOOOOHHH YES Mark I am" came the squeaky voice from afar "Come up and tell me why you are here?" walking up to the main floor I find my little fat friend deep into some books". Seems like yesterday when I spent all my time here reading these books and your mother was alive. She enjoyed all these books. Mark, there is something that I think you should know about your mothers past. Something I never told you because she didn't want you to know. But now it seems prudent that you do."

Mark pulled up a chair and prepared himself for a very unlikely story about his mother. Remembering her angelic face and features he found it difficult to believe that there was something about her he didn't know but Paul had a very serious face. Unlike the kind he had back in the bar.

Chapter 15

Lady B

Paul took a deep breath and in his squeaky voice commenced. "It all started way before you were born. Your parents were into the occult and they were the high priest and priestess of a sect that worshiped the dark side. They had a very small congregation and they would perform their rituals out in the woods. Sacrifices and promises were made there to the dark power. During one of those sacrifices your mom promised that if all went according to her wishes she would give the dark power anything it wanted. She agreed and the dark power granted her wish but told her that he would tell her what he wanted later. The meetings went on as usual and the dark power would tell your mother that he would tell her what he wanted when it was ready. As the time passed anything that your mother would pray to the dark power to grant her he would, saying that she would repay him later.

When your mother found out she was pregnant with you she was very happy and prayed to the dark power that you would be a healthy baby. And so it was. But the dark power had other plans. A year and a half later when your mother became pregnant with your brother, the dark power told her that she again would have a healthy baby boy and that he would tell her what he wanted then. As the time approached for your brother's birth your mother had a feeling she knew what the dark power would want. When she went into labor the dark power came to her and told her that he wanted her second born son. She was to take him to the sacrificial place and sacrifice him to the dark power.

When Kane was born your mother took one look at him and knew that she would never be able to give him to the dark power. She sent your father to Tennessee with Kane and told him to leave the baby with his mother, which your father did and returned to your mother that evening. When your mother presented herself to the dark power she told it that the baby had died. The dark power did not believe her, but told her that it would take you in Kane's place. Your mother said that the deal was that it would take her second born, but since her second born had died, it could not have you.

The dark power reached out to you and grabbed you by your small arm and yanked you out of your mothers embrace. It brought you to it as it was being engulfed in flames. Your father and mother could hear you screaming.

Your father seeing what had happened jumped towards the dark power and pushed you out of it's grasp. You fell to the ground where your mother scooped you into her arms and ran through the woods with you. Your father wasn't so lucky. The dark power grabbed your father and both of them were engulfed in the flames. What was found of your father was the ring he wore (which you now have on your right hand ring finger and ashes.

Your mother ran until she made it home, grabbed a few things and went into hiding with you. She came to me and hid in my cellar.. After a few months I convinced her to send you to a boarding school so that it couldn't track you down and she did. She cried many times on my shoulders as I held her and consoled her. She never made contact with your brother for fear that it would take you both.

Your mother returned here several years later to try to make peace with the dark power, even though I protested and pleaded with her not to. She was tortured and maimed. She was made to watch her own blood flow from her as they cut her open and pulled out her insides. She was ultimately sacrificed to it for her efforts by the rest of the cult members. Even though she went through excruciating pain your mother never told them where to find you or Kane.

Kane doesn't know you're his brother but you know he is. You felt it when he came to work with you and went to your place afterwards. Now you must be careful. They have Kane, but they really want you. You are the one that was in the grasp of the dark power and you are the one that it started giving its powers to. You see you are the final link between the sect and the dark power and they will do anything to get you, even if it means torturing Kane until you give yourself to them.

One thing you must remember, you have the power of the dark side. That is why you have always leaned towards the darker side of your personality. But remember, you do not know how to control or use it. If you try to use it, it can very easily turn against you and consume not only you but Kane also". Paul finally took another deep breath as he finished his speech.

Mark sat there with disbelieve registered in his face. He finally exhaled the breath he had been holding and told Paul "I don't believe you. I know sometimes I tend to stray towards the mean side of my personality, but I don't believe what you have told me".

Paul got up and went to one of the moldy, decrepit bookcases. He reached back into it and pulled out an old, blood colored, tome. He blew on it and dust scattered all over. He slapped some of the dust off of it with his right hand as he held it in his left. "Here, this is all that I have left, but I think you should read it. It starts with the organizing of the cult and ends with the death of your mother. This was the only book recovered from the home of one of the cult members who died when his home burned down. The book was found intact. Not even a page of it was zinged or burnt. Once you are done reading it, you will know what you have to do" Paul said as he placed the book in Mark's hands.

Mark looked at the book and opened it. It had drawings and words written in ink as if with a quill pen. He got up and left without another word. He took the book, put it in the saddle bag of his bike and drove off.

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They chanted as they unceremoniously dumped Lady Cat's body under the overpass of the 59th Street Bridge. She lay there naked, split open from her pubis to her neck. When she was found several days later, it appeared as if rats had started to eat her. Her insides were gone and the breast where she had been nicked by the cult members as she was tortured was missing the nipple. There were rat teeth marks all over her body. When the coroner examined her body he found that her private area had been slashed with a razor sharp instrument and her clitoris was missing.

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