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Saints or Martyrs?	By : cheryl64 Category: 1 through F > Boondock Saints Views: 1433 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Doc was falling all over himself flirting with Katie. Connor and Murphy were looking on in disbelief.
“Ye know tis a bit unnerving ta see a man Doc's age acting like this.” Murphy whispered to Connor as they sat at the end of the bar watching Doc pour another drink for their mother.
“Aye, he's smitten.” Connor said sipping his ale. “Watchin em well it's just...icky.”
Murphy snorted barely avoiding spewing a mouthful of beer across the bar. “Icky? ICKY? Are words deserting ye then Conn?”
Connor glanced down the bar and asked. “What would ye be callin it then?”
Murphy regarded the two for a moment “Icky.” He agreed. “She's old enough ta be a grandmother.”
“God forbid!” Connor smacked Murphy in the back of the head. “Don't let her be hearin ye say that. She'll be tryin ta marry us off before ye know it!”
“Boys,” Eunice stepped between the two. “Your mother seems to be enjoying herself.”
“Don't remind us.” Connor said. “She made us take her to tha cemetery so she could say her goodbyes to Da.”
“As far a she's concerned she's a free woman now.” Murphy said. “As much as we love Doc, tha possibility o havin ta call him Da just sends shivers down me spine.”
“I wouldn't worry about defending her honor just yet.” Eunice laughed. “I think Doc is just enjoyed having a little female company closer to his age. Let them have their fun, it's just drinks in a bar.”
“Eunice ye do realize that Murph and I both know where Drinks in a bar can lead right?” Connor asked.
“I've seen you gaining that experience so yes.” Eunice replied. “The only way Doc could be as big of a horndog as the two of you is if he has a prescription for Viagra hiding under the bar. Now come on back to the table with us. We have things to talk about.” Eunice said grabbing both brothers by the arm and heading to the booth in the back that had sort of become their default meeting place.
“Ye sure we want ta be in the company o a couple o horndogs?” Murphy asked with a hint of disgust in his voice.
“Absolutely, you're nice respectful horndogs.” She said giving his arm a squeeze.
*****
Shiva stood leaning against the mantle in a large sitting room. A fire was cheerfully burning in the hearth. He looked at the female demon sitting in the easy char next to the couch. In his hands he held a book, the book he had taken from Lilith.
“Have you ever wondered how this story ends Kali? What the creator has planned as the final outcome?” He held up the book. “It's in here the purpose of...everything.”
“Shiva is that what I think it is?” Kali got up and hurried over to him. “How did you get this?” She reached out to touch the leather cover.”
“It's a copy of it. I took it from Lilith. It's an ambitious plan, it step depends on a different step. If one critical event is missed, it all falls apart. Everything.” Shiva smiled. “I have often wondered why a creator that supposedly loves his human creation would consign it to eternal damnation. The pious a few and far between, a handful saved to enjoy eternal life while the rest are cast into the fires of hell to spend eternity in perpetual torment.”
But that is why this conflict between Lucifer and his father is so important, they fight for the souls of man and Lucifer is winning.” Kali said.
“Conflict? You're mistaken, there is no conflict. The creator made man with free will. The angels, bunch of ass kissers that they are just praised how great God was. Lucifer simply had the balls to speak out and tell God that he had doomed mankind with his gift. He angered god by being so vocal about it and God cast him down with his followers. At first Lucifer was simply proving his point. It why we were created. We were meant to sway mankind from God so he would see just how determined men would be to embrace evil. Eventually God accepted the truth of Lucifer's words. Lucifer performs two duties for his father. Separating the good from the evil and preparing the evil to to be cast into the fires of hell.”
“Isn't that what we've always believed?” Kali asked confused as she went back to her chair and sat.
Shiva followed her to sit on the couch placing the book on the small end table. “Yes but what we have never known is the purpose behind the fire. It's not eternal damnation for everyone. Most who pass through the flames will be tempered, the evil burnt from their soul by the raging flames. They will be purified and ascend to paradise. Only a handful will remain behind in hell.” Shiva's face filled with rage. “The world will be a paradise, Filled with love and happiness. “I refuse to let that happen. We will have to work harder. The easiest way to destroy the plan is to drag a saint down into hell. We have two at hand. All we have to do is get them to fall.”
*****
“Papa Joe, you're back.” Lilith said. “And what do you have for me?”
The older Yakavetta looked at the woman. He had never been arrogant enough to discount the danger of a woman but he was chafing under the condescending tone of this one. Since the incident during his trial (He refused to call it his death, he was still in some sort of living state after all) He had learned that there were things that go bump in the night. Those things were powerful, this bitch was no more than human.
“I learned somethings. But I find myself wondering why I should tell you. After all you are weak. You have no power and you are not even the brains behind what is going on. It seems to me that Shiva is the one in control.” Papa Joe gave her an evil smile. “Perhaps it is Shiva that I should be speaking with? I'm not used to dealing with underlings.”
Lilith's mouth opened in shock. “Do you know who I am?” She demanded indignantly. “I am Lilith the first demon. I am the one who brought about the fall of Adam in the garden and you dare?”
“Lilith?” Papa Joe snorted. “You a powerful demon? I haven't seen any proof of that. All I see is a whore that would have been working to build my bank account. And not a very good one either.”
“Should I show you what I can do imp?” Lilith said picking up an old fashioned letter opener. Perhaps you'd like to learn firsthand what I am capable of. Power comes in many forms, Yakavetta. Jax!” Lilith called the imp that had chosen to join her when Lucifer had released the saint. “I think Papa Joe needs a lesson in respect, please show him the way to my playroom.”
*****
“Wait a minute, yer saying this piece o sewer filth traveled all tha way across tha country from Seattle ta Boston just ta kill Mrs Reed?” Smecker asked. “That's a bit unbelievable.”
“I know it doesn't add up.” Eunice said. Why go so far and then when you get there why not take advantage of your usual vice?”
“Usual vice? He's got more than one then?” Connor asked stubbing out his cigarette.
Juan stopped twirling his glass to answer. “He had just gotten out of prison a few weeks ago for rape. The one he was finally convicted of. He was arrested three times before but managed to beat it each time.
All of his victims were women in their late 50's or older. So after coming all the way out here, why didn't he rape Mrs Reed.” Catching a glimpse of Murphy's scowl he added. “I'm not saying he should have, just that it was out of character for him.”
“Do ye know where tha motherfucker is now?” Murphy asked. “Me brother and I would love ta pay him a visit.”
“Mildred Reed was a good woman even if she was a bit cranky. She had a good heart, always feedin stray cats.”
A look of sadness flashed in Murphy's eyes. “Aye she was a good hearted woman. We used ta call her tha apple pie fairy. Tha whole buildin would be stinkin o cinnamon and allspice then that night we'd find a pie mysteriously sitting in front o our door.
A good heart but she made tha absolute worst apple pie in tha world.”
“God rest her soul, she tried. She didna deserve this” Connor said. “Where is he?”
“He's staying outside of Salem. All of his travel arrangements were booking through a small agency called Satyr's Rest.” Eunice said. She handed Connor an envelope. “Address, directions and a picture of him.”
“Will ye keep an eye on Ma,” Connor asked. “We'll be back in tha morning.”
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