BLACK CARDINAL in REVENGE OF THE ANAESTHETIST (Part 3), a short story by Sun Tzu. Date added: 2012-03-02. Times viewed: 2090.
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- Intro: BLACK CARDINAL FACES HER MOST FORMIDABLE ADVERSARY
REVENGE OF THE ANAESTHETIST
Becca awoke to a whirring sound lying on a medical couch tightly secured with leather straps; the only consolation was that the had removed the gag.
The disorientation was mercifully brief & the vague recollection of how she came to be here returned. Her last memory was of being in the cell bound tightly to the bed. She begun working on the ropes securing her wrists, it had been slow work but eventually had started to become loose.
In the quiet of the cell her hearing had picked up the sound of a gentle hiss, followed shortly after with a ringing in her ears, her fingers slowly became unco-ordinated at working on the ropes, her vision began to blur.
The realisation hit her - the bastard was gassing her again, just as he had before in the apartment block. Her eyelids became heavy, slowly Becca slipped gently into blackness.
"Ah you're awake! Good we can begin shortly."
"Why the reason for you being here Miss Cardinal," He replied.
"Mind letting me in on what it is?"
"All in good time, all in good time
He had her, once gain, tightly packaged & helpless; just as he had done when she had first crossed swords with him over 3 years ago. During her time with Section Two, Becca had never come up against an adversary as devious & dangerous as he. At their first meeting he had severely underestimated her, this time he was taking no chances, the bindings held her fast.
"Do you recall our first encounter?" He asked as if reading her mind
"As if it were yesterday, you caused quite a stir."
"Yes, yes I did didn't I." He cooed. "But 'quite a stir' is something of an understatement wouldn't you say?"
On that point he was correct. By kidnapping the wife of a US Senator he had created ripples that went all the way to the Whitehouse.
"Ah Celeste, so beautiful, so vibrant,she had such potential."
"Yes Miss Cardinal potential. But of course you don't know do you? No of course not. I never explained why I took Celeste did I?"
"No you didn't. Not to the FBI, the Secret Service, the court or the Psychiatrists that treated you."
"Would you like to know?" He whispered in Becca's ear. "Would you like me to let you in on my secret? I'll tell you because I have deep respect you Miss Cardinal, whereas those other fools! Pah! I wouldn't waste my piss on them."
Becca listened intently then nodded. "Yes, I would like to know."
"Very well, but first let's make you a little more comfortable."
Becca heard a hum then the medical couch began to move & she found herself moving up into a reclined position.
"There you go, this is much more civilized for our chat." With that he produced a chair turned the back facing Becca & sat down with his arms resting crossways along the top & waited.
The silence was palpable Becca just lay in her reclined postion while he sat facing her waiting. Waiting for what? Then she smiled realising of course - he was a stickler for good manners"Ok tell me your secret." Said Becca, then added, "Please."
"What do think it was for?"
"I have no idea," replied Becca. "At first it was thought ransom, but when no demand was forthcoming, well no one really knew what to think aside from the possibility that she had been murdered."
"Such narrow minds, such very narrow minds." He mumbled. "But you're different, very different, I know you'll understand."
"Understand! Understand what?"
"My need, Miss Cardinal - my need."
"What need would that be?"
"Why offspring, my need for offspring!"
Becca was almost lost for words. "Offspring as in children?"
"Of course, what else would I mean?" He sat forward head supported by his crossed arms on the chair back. "For a long time now I have sought a woman to bear my children. Not just any woman you understand - but one that would be worthy of my genetic gift. At first I sought my game among the rich & powerful believeing that, that was where I would find the perfect candidate. Pampered, healthy prime stock that would provide the very best for my child."
"So that's why you kidnapped Celeste Devereaux!"
"Exactly, Miss Cardinal. From her medical records she appeared to be the perfect candidate; I was all ready to begin my plan until you came along & ruined everything!" He excalimed angrily
Becca said nothing, she did not want to anger him further.
"So there I found myself consigned to that insane asylum for 3 years! - 3 long years to think about my down fall at your hands..... 3 long years to consider what to do next. Then - one night as I lay in the pit of despair at my incarceration it hit me! Hit me like a MACH truck at high speed. Of course! It was so clear to me, so crystal cear. That rich pampered bitch had been completely unsuitable all along. What I needed was a woman of substance, one who was tough, intelligent & resourceful. One that surpassed all my criteria - the crème de la crème of breading stock & that woman - IS YOU - BLACK CARDINAL!"
Becca gasped! "Me? - You're insane!"
“Insane? Oh by no means My dear. You are absolutely perfect to receive my genetic gift. Not only are you an exceptional speciman of woman hood. Not only are you one of Section Two's elite agents. But also – also having you as the mother of my child is without doubt the most delicious & perfect revenge I could imagine.”
To be Cont…
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