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Saints or Martyrs?	By : cheryl64 Category: 1 through F > Boondock Saints Views: 1434 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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When Connor had called and said Murphy was in trouble, Smecker didn't question it. He had simply asked Connor where he was gathered their little group and headed to Doc's. Smecker had dealt with the two long enough to know that there was a bond between them that defied explanation and proof of that was sitting in a small box on the bar. Smecker picked up the lid and covered the contents as Connor staggered back from the men's room.
“What kind of people would do something like that?” Eunice asked as she finished the shot that Doc had handed her.
“S-s-s-ick FUCK! people ASS!” Doc answered.
Connor walked over and picked up the box. He had to make sure that it was what he thought it was at first glance.
Connor took a deep breath to try and settle his stomach, not that there was anything left to come up. The box had been delivered a half hour ago and as soon as he he lifted the lid it was a race to reach the men's room before he hurled the contents of his stomach all over the bar. He has spent the last 15 minutes hanging over the toilet choking on dry heaves.
Connor lifted the lid and forced himself to look inside. He screwed his eyes shut trying vainly to stop the tears he could feel pooling in his eyes.
“There was a note.” Smecker said quietly “We decided to start by exorcising a demon.”
“Tis Murph's tattoo. The one he had on his right bicep.” Connor picked up the shot glass in front of him and hurled it across the pub. “Tha fucking bastards are skinnin me brother!”
*****
Murphy lay on the table, he was forcing himself to remain calm. The pain had faded to a dull ache. He knew this bitch wasn't done by a long shot and it would take all his strength to deny her.
“You look almost peaceful Murphy.” Lil said. “We can't have that now can we?”
Murphy opened his eyes to see her standing there with an evil grin on her face.
“Aww poor baby, you have yourself a boo-boo.” She cooed at him as she picked up a bottle of rubbing alcohol. “We don't want that to get infected now do we?”
Murphy realized her intent and barely managed to restrain himself before she poured the alcohol over the raw patch of skin on his upper arm. He relaxed as his nerves stopped singing.
“Connor should have gotten my little gift by now. How do you think he's going to react when he sees that I'm peeling you like a grape?” Lil smiled down at him.
“Enjoy yerself now ye bitch cause we're going to kill ya.” Murphy hissed defiantly.
“Kill me? Wouldn't that go against your rules?” She asked smugly “No women and no children.”
“I didn't sleep through Sunday School bitch! Lil short for Lilith, Adam's first wife.” Murphy said. “Tha one he rejected because of yer evil. Ya had no where ta go until Satan gave ye a place. So ya ain't a woman, ya ain't even human.”
Lilith drew back in shock. “How can you know that?”
It was Murphy's turn to smile as he closed his eyes.
*****
“The kid's a crackhead. She gave him ten dollars to bring the box here. All he remembers is red hair.” Smecker sighed.
“So that's no help.” Eunice said.
Everyone looked up as the phone rang. “Let Connor answer it! I forwarded his number to the bar. Maybe we can get a trace from the landline.” Smecker yelled before Doc could lift the receiver.
Connor picked up the phone. “Murphy?”
“Murphy's here but he's tied up at the moment.” The woman's voice was familiar but he couldn't quite place it. “I just wanted to find out if you got my little present?”
“Ye fuckin bitch! Wha tha fuck do ye want?” Connor yelled into the phone.
“Connor after the fun we had earlier? Tsk, tsk.” The voice said. “As far as what I want, I want you to renounce god it's that simple. You renounce him and mean it, I won't peel anything else off your precious brother.
He's actually not really in much pain at all. Didn't make a peep while I peeled that demon off of his arm. I'll just have to try a little harder to make him scream this time around.”
Connor could hear a series of crunching noises.
“Wha tha fuck er ye doing! Leave im alone ye bitch.” Connor was now yelling into the receiver.
“What is it you call him? Macho Murph?” The voice was back. “I'm afraid he's determined to live up to his name. He just refuses to scream even after we dislocated all the finger's on his left hand.
But believe me it hurts even if he won't scream.”
Connor had opened his mouth to reply when he heard the click of the connection ending.
Smecker's cell phone rang within a minute. “Gimme a location Elias.” Smecker grabbed a napkin and began writing. “Thanks!”
“We don't have an exact location but we managed to get it narrowed down some it's a 5 square mile area here about an hour west of town. All he could do was triangulate from the cell phone towers.
When this is over I'm getting you guys new cell phones the kind that have GPS we can track by satellite!” Smecker downed the last of his beer. “Well what are we waiting on lets go!”
*****
Murphy tasted blood in his mouth from biting his lip to keep from screaming. The throbbing of his fingers was nothing. The burning pain in his dislocated shoulder was.
The bitch was strong. She had yanked him of that table by his left wrist like he weighed nothing and dislocated his shoulder in the process. She had dragged him across the floor and tied his hands together before throwing one end of the rope over a steel girder and pulling him up till his toes barely brushed the floor.
Murphy sent a silent prayer to go that she had tied his hands together instead of getting the idea to hang him by his left arm. At least his right was bearing a part of his weight.
“Just scream.” Lilith told him. “It must hurt, and I'm sure even your god would allow you that.”
Murphy lifted his head and spat in the bitch's face. A simple act of defiance, but it was Lilith who screamed as the blood tinged saliva splattered into her eyes. She raised her hands to claw at her burning eyes as she stumbled around blindly.
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