Human Abbatoir

© Written by Victor Olusa

Episode 4

'At times I'm a mystery to myself'

Abel breathes out, the lights of the mansion came on. Kim was nowhere to be found. A knife stuck in the forehead of Jack, with blood dripping down the knife handle and down his face.

"Another clue gone" Abel mumbled.

Abel swiftly turned back, stopping an arrow with his bare hand shot at him. 

"Meet our only female member" Kim Voice boomed out, but he was nowhere to be seen. "Katarina, Precise Archer"

Katarina, a brunette lady with killer curves, clad in a tight black overall waved from where she stood upstairs, with an evil grin, armed with a Black bow, and a bag containing arrows strapped at her back. 

A muscular bare chested guy came from behind, stood beside Katarina. In his right hand was a double edge axe. His lower waist clad in a blue jean short.

”Brute. As his name implies he has brute Force. Strength of ten men combined. The Samson of our generation" Kim voice echoed through out the house. Like he was speaking into a microphone.

"Aargh" Abel groaned in pain, from a sword cut at his back. He dodged the next sword attack from the assaulter. 

The latter made a double flip backwards and landed on the ground in a Spider-Man pose, with the sword placed at his back.

"Kiba. One badass martial art swordsman"

"And lastly...oops that's all for now" Kim chuckled. "This is our three best assassin in the Venom Tract cult group. Katarina has 50 kills with 2 fails. Brute is a human Abbatoir. He tears human limb for limb for the fun. He has 60 kills and just 1 fail. Kiba a very good hand to  hand combat expert. Knows 4 different fighting techniques, and to top it up he is an expert in sword fighting."

"I didn't sign a death wish" Abel said, taking of his shirt. Exposing the  blood dripping sword cut at his back from Kiba. "Did the price on my head go up. Or you all just want me dead quickly."

"My advise for you pal. Die now, the price on your head is 3 million dollars. The longer you stay alive, the more the price increases, and the stronger the opponent gets." Kim elucidated.

"I bet I will survive this" Abel laughed. "So you all want to fight me without a gun. Just a bunch of bows, axes and swords right?"

"If you see the daylight of tomorrow. You won't see the sunset." Kim replied. "My Trump card arrives tomorrow morning."

"Have fun killing or getting killed pals" Kim added. And his voice was no longer heard.

"So you all kill for money right?" Abel asked, maintaining a fighting stance with the Glock 19 gun still in his hand. 

Brute jumped from upstairs,  and landed on his feets, causing cracks beneath his feet, his axe resting on his shoulder.

Police sirens were heard outside the mansion doors.

"The cops are here already. Late as usual." Abel  said irritated by their incompetence. "Let's make this quick, before they break through those massive doors".

"Let's dance."

Katarina stepped on the railings and leapt up firing two arrows at Abel. Abel dodged both with ease. He stepped back escaping the axe aimed for his head by Brute. Brute didn't stop there, he raised his big palms smacking Abel by the right cheek. Abel staggered backwards from the surprising destructive force of Brute's slap. He bled from his mouth. Brute grabbed Abel by the neck, gave him a knee kick at his lower abdomen. In another nano second, a jaw breaking punch landed on Abel nose, cracking his nasal bone as a result. From the consecutive blows delivered by Brute at Abel, The latter already got disarmed of his gun, which fell far away from him to the ground. 

Abel fell on his knees, already dizzy from the blows, blood dripping from both nostrils and mouth. He was a mess. 

"Tough guy you are!" Brute commended. "Any other guy would be dead by now"

"I'm not just any other guy" Abel slowly replied, groaning in pains. "I'm Abel."

"I haven't even landed a blow." Kiba spoke. "Kim overhyped this dude."

"Finish him Katarina" Brute instructed.

Katarina stood 20 metres from where Abel knelt, stretched her bow and placed two arrows in it. She aimed for his head.

"Pop!"She said, releasing both arrows..

Abel grabbed and stopped both arrows few inches to his head. 

'Like I said earlier, I'm sometimes a mystery to myself' 

Abel instantly threw both arrows at Katarina with great amount of speed and  force. One pierced her forehead and the other her throat. Katarina dropped dead to the ground.

Brute and Kiba failed to hide their shock at what just happened in front of their eyes. 

What just happened was beyond their comprehension. 

"I'm just similar to John Cena. Get beaten up at first, just for the fun. And then I fu¢k you up" Abel chuckled. "I'm a maniac"

Abel ran towards Kiba first, bent low dodging the sword swiped at him. He used the heel of his shoes to knock off the sword from Kiba's hand. Then slammed both feet at Kiba's chest. Kiba did a quick Chinese get up, raised up his right hand blocking the left hook punch from Abel. Kiba swirled his hand round Abel's arm, and intended to give a fatal punch at the Abel's left chest side. The latter read his attack, slapping away Kiba's hand and elbowed him in his guts. Abel pulled him back, turned his body around, gave him a kick at both knees, causing Kiba to fall on his knees to the ground. Then Abel finally snapped his neck.

"So much for being a martial arts expert!" Abel said, watching Kiba's body drop to the ground, with his head twisted and eyes opened lifelessly.

"It remains you big guy!" Abel smiled. 

Abel knew he couldn't take on this monster. He had double his strength, and his endurance was already low after all the earlier blows delivered at him. 

Abel saw his Glock 19 gun laying behind where Brute stood. 

Brute charged at him, his axe coming for his head. Abel swiftly dodged and rolled beneath Brute to his behind. 

Abel picked up his gun and pointed it at Brute who froze at the sight of the gun.

"Any last words buddy?"

Brute went dumb. He threw his axe at Abel who caught it with ease by the handle.

"You like tearing human limb by limb right?" Abel asked mockingly. 

Abel shot Brute at both legs, the latter screamed in agonizing pain as he fell to the ground. 

Abel dragged the axe on the ground as he approached Brute where he laid groaning.

He raised the axe and butchered Brute limb for limb, blood splashing on his face and all over his body as he did so. Soon he stopped satisfied with the gory sight of Brute's death.

Abel dropped the axe on the ground.

'I haven't felt this way in years. This blood lust...' Abel mumbled as he stared at what he just did.

"I need a bath" 

"Gbam! Gbam! Gbam!" The FBI slammed the door with a heavy metal to break it open.

"Incompetent f00ls" Abel disgustedly said. 

The door finally broke opened, numerous FBI officials flooded in with various assault rifles aimed at him, as the last man standing.

"Put your hands where we can see them! Now!" 

Abel walked towards them fearlessly with both his hands in the air.

An agent ran towards him, brought Abel's hands down and handcuffed them....

🎵Lord, Have mercy on me🎵

🎵Have Mercy on my soul🎵

🎵Don't let my heart turn cold🎵

🎵Have Mercy on many men🎵

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The Following Morning

"Senator Jack Daniels and his Only son Sekani Daniels were both assassinated in their home of residence by A group of unknown assassins. It was a blood bath tho, as Abel Oliz , ex CIA top agent arrived and did what he is best at. Murdering the criminals, though that doesn't bring back the dead, Justice was dished out. According to Abel, the death of The Mayor and The Senator are interlinked."....

Kim watched the low cut hair Female newscaster speak.

His phone rang. He checked the caller ID  and a smile crept up on his face. He picked the call.

"I have arrived" 

"Welcome to America...Vladimir"...

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"I'm gonna be his next target." Victor said the obvious, staring at John who was on his knees trembling, with a guard pointing a pistol at his head. "Luckily the press doesn't yet know I'm behind the assassination."

"Pls sir. Just one more day. You gave me till tomorrow" John pleaded.

"Is it not obvious I will die before tomorrow?" Victor replied.

"You won't.." John's phone ringtone interrupted him.

"Pick it" Victor instructed.

John brought out his phone and answered the call. He put it on speaker.

"Vladmir has arrived. Abel's head shall roll by sunset" Kim spoke up first.

"Kim Lee" Victor said

Kim recognized the voice.

"Boss. Abel's death is sure tonight sir" Kim hastily spoke.

"Send Vladmir here. Abel will surely come for me, let him meet Vladmir with me. Let Vladmir protect me" 

"Your wish is my command"

The line went dead.

"Stand up" Victor instructed John.

The latter obeying quickly.

"Gather your family and belongings. We moving to the greenhouse tonight." Victor said. "The biochemical weapon shall be launched tomorrow morning."

John nodded thankfully and scurried away...

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🎵 I'm good. I'm good, I'm great🎵

🎵 I spray nigg@s cause I hate nigg@s🎵

🎵Fu¢k nigg@s I ain't playing with them. I ain't got nothing to say to them💨🎵

🎵If I run down it's a drum round. All you gonna hear it's gun sounds🎵

Jenny handled the steering wheel of her black Chevrolet sport car expertly as she stepped hard on the accelerator, and swerved nearly between other vehicles plying the road. 

She sighted the Cross on the top of the building from a distance and she knew she was already close to her destination. Soon enough she stepped hard on the brake, parking the car in front of the large Catholic Church. 

She wined down the glass and glanced around for Abel. 

She earlier received a call when she was at work from an unsaved number (Abel) to come pick him up at the Church. 

Soon enough Abel walked out of the Church, clad in a grey hoodie and a black joggers. Both hands in the pockets of the hoodie..

He walked towards the Chevrolet car and knocked on the glass. Jenny wined that one down also.

"Hop in" She said.

Abel opened the door and entered. She wined the glass up back, stepping gently on the accelerator, leaving the church behind as they hit the road.

"Didn't know you go to church" Jenny joked.

"Just confessed some of my sins to the priest" Abel replied.

"What! I'm sure the old man nearly died of fear" Jenny laughed hard.

"Not really, though he no longer responded to my confessions when I reached the part of how I butchered a man alive yesterday night." Abel chuckled. " He Probably ran out of the cubicle...or maybe an heart attack."

"You are crazy" Jenny responded.

"So have you decided to join us?" She asked.

Abel didn't respond immediately, looking through the side Glass of the car.

"Yes. I realized this is more than I can handle. And I don't want to be that selfish guy, trying to be a one man army, and in the end putting innocent lives on the line" Abel replied saddened a bit.

"You made the right choice" Jenny smiled, taking a glance at him then her eyes fixed back on the road.

"We heading straight to the base. I believe you have nothing to pick at home" Jenny added..

"The home already blown up by me. Hope your organization have good medics, this ones back at the police station did a real bad job stitching up my wounds. And the drugs they gave me will weaken me if I take them. I need painkillers, I mean a lot" Abel elucidated.

"Wow..A whole Abel is this vulnerable " Jenny mocked.

"Of course. I'm human just like every one out there. I ain't no supernatural" Abel laughed.

"Alright then." Jenny responded.

"And lastly, I don't care who calls the shot in your organization. I ain't taking orders from no one. I'm done with that sh!t since five years ago" Abel said with a serious expression.

"You will adapt" 

"The Mayor will surely be expecting me tonight. And I'm sure he will be prepared for me. So I don't know what to expect."

"You are Abel. You will pull this one through." Jenny assured.

"There is going to be a bigger blood bath tonight than last night's own. I have that guy feeling" Abel said.

"We have agents ready to die for this good cause." Jenny replied. "I, myself is among."

"Lastly, remind me to check my email on your computer once we arrive at your base."

"Why?" Jenny asked curiously.

"Intel is there. Hacked one."...

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🎵 Fast cars. I gat toys 🎵

🎵 If Abel pops at you🎵

🎵 You pray for Hades not to welcome you 🎵

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To be continued

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