My Toxic Beast

Right now he was present in an abandoned and battered dark house located in a deserted forest. The room was neither that big nor that small, but it was round about middle size. In the middle of the room, there was a table and six chairs were placed around it. The room was fully drowned in darkness. The laptop was on the table in front of him, and he was searching for something in it. In loneliness, his demeanor was the same as it was in the presence of everyone. His face was completely hidden in a hoodie. There was a list in his hand in which something was written in it. For a good amount of time, he stayed busy on his laptop, then he looked at the list and started typing something from it. Meanwhile, his mobile vibrates with incoming calls from someone. Dropping a fiery look at his mobile, he then picked up the call. "Beast, that man has died." On hearing this news from the other side, the beast inside of him wakes up. He doesn't want any single mistake in his plan. His eyes turned red in rage as if blood was about to ooze out of his eyes. "But his boss…..he is present in the hotel located in the back side of the area in room number 203." After listening to this news, his cold lips turned into a wicked smile while glaring at his laptop. "You have only twenty minutes." Looking at the time in his wristwatch, he said in a dominating voice. After listening to the voice of the beast, the hands of that man were trembling. He knows very well the meaning behind the brief words of the beast. He had already made one mistake and he knows this very well that no matter what he will get the punishment for his mistake. "Yes, beast." Running his tongue on his dried lips, he answered him shortly in a low voice. And then he gets himself busy with his task. ********* "I am not eating." Today again, she was wailing and crying in the whole house. Whenever a servant brought her food for eating, she used to throw that tray back on the servant to vent her anger on them. This is not something new. In fact, it's become the habit of this noble lady to become angry on every single matter. Stubbornness and anger are something that she is really efficient in doing. "Sir….Aleezay madam is very angry." Mr. Nawaz, who came back to Pakistan two weeks earlier, was now again preparing to go back abroad. He was startled by the voice of the servant. "How many times have I told you that no matter what happens, never come to the study room without my permission? Don't you get it?" The poor servant, who had already listened to the jerking of his pampered noble lady, was cursing himself now for getting insulted by the master of this house. "Sir…she…she…" He was sweating because his master never talked to any of his servants in this manner. But what happened now? Mr Nawaz was reconsidering his behavior and then, in a moment, he turned into a soft and kind man. "Anyways, tell me what happened. Why is she getting angry?" The servant kept on standing, downcasting his head. This made him understand what the reason is. With the gesture of his hand, he sent the servant outside. After packing his luggage, he climbed upstairs to the room of his daughter to console his single pampered daughter. "Aleezay…. Aleezay, where is my princess?" Slowly opening the door of her room, he stepped in. As he ran his eyes in her room, he guessed from the condition of her room that today the anger of his pampered princess is really at its peak. With a sniffing and weeping face, she was standing in the little but beautifully decorated flower, balcony of her room. Mr. Nawaz after looking at the shreds of broken pieces of perfume bottles, came to her outside on the balcony. "Hmm, so my princess is very angry with her father, right?" She didn't give any reaction to what her father saying. Then Mr Nawaz held her by her both shoulders and turned her towards himself. He pecked her on the forehead. “Ok fine, my life don’t be that angry with your father. You can go to Turkey with your friends.” As Mr. Nawaz said that, her mood changed in a flip of seconds as if it wasn’t sore a while earlier. She was blinking her big doe eyes like a doll looking at her father in a state of disbelief. “Really….papa. I love you, papa. You are the world's best papa.” Her face lit like the flowers placed there on the balcony. “Ok my princess, now quickly do your packing because after your leave I also have to go to the UK.” Once again Mr Nawaz pecked her on the forehead and walked out of there. While Aleezay quickly took out her mobile from the pocket of her pant and dialed a number. “Hello guys, finally we are going to Turkey.” On the other side of the call, a loud noise erupted in celebration. She herself was dancing in her room with the feeling of excitement. Because finally after five years, her father give her permission to go somewhere. *********** “No, it's a lie…..I don't know any Shehzad. I…..I am an ordinary businessman. I do nothing else than an ordinary export and import business.” Nofil, the man of the Beast, brought this man into the torture room disappearing him from the room of his hotel like horns from the head of the donkey. That man was constantly murmuring giving justification in his favor. “Stop it, you lair, I myself saw you hooking with that western woman. You are that Shehzad Fahim…” Nofil strikes him on his leg with the stick holding in his hand. “No, I…..I don't know any Shehzad Fahim. M….my name is Safdar.” He uttered instantly as his breathing become heavier because of constantly enduring the pain of the slit of a sharp blazer on the different parts of his body. “Just stop it, you are not a Safdar but a monkey who dances on other commands. But now, we are the ones who will make you dance.” Nofil became tired of constantly listening to this single nuisance from him that’s why he become frustrated and retorted at him. “Stand up, you man…” His hands were tied with ropes while his feet were left open, so Nofil made him stand. The electric lighter, which is the favorite weapon of Rohail, was blown by Nofil on the back of that man. Because of its sharp shot, the man started wriggling and stomping his feet on the floor. Nofil was really enjoying seeing him squirming in the pain. Basim and Meher were also laughing at his suffering. But Rohail was the only one who was standing with a serious face. He was glaring at Nofil with an angry face because he happened to take out his weapon without asking him. They all were still busy looking at Nofil torturing that man when the yellow light of the torture room turned into green color. It means the Beast has arrived t the building. Nofil made that man sit back on his chair and tied him again with ropes. He gave back to Rohail his lighter. All of them were looking at that green bulb as they all were waiting when the light color of the bulb will change. And the very next moment, the color of the bulb changed to blue. They all stood straightly at their respective places. As the Beast stepped into the torture room, the color of the light began to change. The eyes of all of them were fixed on the Beast, while he ignored everyone eyeing him was walking with an arrogant style, he came to his chair and sat there. His face was still hidden in a hoodie. Everyone knew him but no one knows how does he look like by his face. “Ohh my…. Today he came wearing a navy blue hoodie. He can't stop looking ravishing even in this dress.” Nofil can't stop himself from bringing out these words from his mouth. But he also knows that he is going to face the punishment for what he just said now. All of them were glaring and looking at Nofil. On that, he just gritted his teeth. “What is your name?” “Who are you? Why did you bring me here?” “Your name….?” He asked roaringly and the man sitting in front of him got scared and said instantly. “Safdar…” “Hmm… and real name?” Beast asked him in his cold pitch voice. “I have one name and that is Safdar.” “He is not going to say that easily. Since the time we brought him here, he has been saying just this, that I am a monkey, I mean, I am Safdar.” Saying with a style, Nofil came forward, but Beast gestured him to move back and he quickly went back standing in his respective place. “If your name is Safdar, then Shehzad is your bloody father?” This time Beast said in his harsh voice and on that, he started shivering. “What do you want from me?” He asked Beast in a dreadful voice. “Device,” Beast told him his purpose without dragging the matter anymore. “I….I don't know that you are talking about which device.” Engulfing his saliva, he answered him. It was beyond the endurance of Beast to listen to his drama anymore. With the gesture of his hand, he asked for something from Basim, and Basim without a minute, picked up an injection from a glass cupboard. He handed it over to Beast. Seeing that injection, the man started wriggling. Beast now stood up, he was wearing gloves in his hands. The syringe he was holding in his hand is not ordinary, rather it was filled with acid. He came near that man leaning over him and with his one hand he grabbed him by his jaw. “Look at it properly, what is it?” With red bloodshot eyes, Beast asked that man. On that, he moistened his dry lips by running his tongue on it and replied to him. “Injection, a…an…anesthetic injection.” The face of Beast was still hidden in the hoodie, but now he revealed his face and that man was looking attentively to his face. “50 percent wrong, this is surely an injection but not any anesthetic but an acid one.” That man was attentively listening to what Beast told him in his cold voice. After saying this, the Beast turned into a state of extreme rage as the color of the bulb light became red. Beast opened one hand of that man and put the syringe on his nerve. In a flip of seconds, he emptied the syringe by injecting it wholly into his nerves. In a few moments, all the nerves in his body started popping out in a strange way and began burning. The skin of his body was burning in the places where the acid went. He was screaming, wriggling in a strange manner. But the Beast standing in front of him was feeling relieved on looking at his yearning state. Still, he was looking at Beast with pleading eyes, but he was Beast. There is no heart in his chest. He doesn't know anything about mercy. What is cruelty and who is called cruel, anyone can ask this heartless man. The screaming of that man was echoing in the whole torture room. Like a fish, he was squirming in pain. With one blow of the knife, Beast cut the rope tied around his body. Now he was dying wriggling in pain. The floor has turned red from his blood, his whole face has burned because of acid, his eyes were popping out, and only a few breaths seems to be left in his body. Now Beast was applying some poison on a blade as he was counting his last breaths. Very attentively, everyone was looking at this scene. Within five minutes, the Beast turned that man, who was sitting here healthy a few moments ago, into a burned corpse. Beast sat near that man now and putting his gloves hand on his chest, he was searching for something there. His heart was still beating. With one blow, Beast ran a blade on his heart, and with his hand, he took out his heart separating it from his body like it's something leather. “Hyeee…. All times, my favorite.” Very interestingly, Nofil was looking at this scene. Beast pulled out his heart, taking it in his hand. In front of that man, he crushed his heart under his foot while that man has already died. But this is the favorite work of the Beast, he is relieved only after making his hunter face a brutal death and then crushing his heart under his feet. “Start, you have half hour….” Now the color of the light bulb has turned white. As Beast ordered them, Roahil and Basim came forward getting engaged in their work. While Beast with the gesture of his hand called Meher to come behind him. He walked out of there, going to his personal room.