The Cannibal and His Mistress

Chapter Two; August 11th

Katherine is a woman with a grudge and William is a killer with a purpose, together they create something wonderful.

At midnight of September 11th, a young woman walks the streets of London, each street lamp she passes illuminates her dress and her body, both are covered in blood. She is limping, a gun in one hand while a butcher’s knife occupies the other. Katherine comes across a park bench which is already being occupied by a man.

Katherine throws herself onto the bench and winces when she sits.

‘f**k!’ Katherine screams when her wounds begin to hurt again.

‘Colourful language from such a young lady.’ The man says to her.

‘Tell me, have you ever been shot in the leg?’

‘Yes I have, the ‘f**k’ was justified. Are you okay?’

‘I will be now that I know that my cheating, scum of a husband and the w***e he was f*****g are dead.’ Katherine says lifting her injured leg with her hands and repositioning it so it didn"t hurt as much.

‘How long was the affair?’

‘Since we have been married, so about three years.’

‘Ouch, I’m sorry.’

‘Yeah well, we didn’t really love each other, it was an arranged married.’

‘But you wanted revenge because it was the rage and anger that you couldn’t take anymore.’

‘Yes, exactly.’ Katherine slumps over.

‘I get that.’

‘I highly doubt that.’

‘My wife was murdered by the man she was having an affair with and then I killed him.’

‘Huh, I guess you do know what it’s like.’

‘Yes, but you’ll find that one murder isn’t enough, you’ll want to keep going and going until you can’t stop.’

‘Got some experience in this area?’

‘Yes, if you ever want help containing it, visit me and I’ll help you.’ The man says giving Katherine a card with his name and address. Katherine looks up to thank the man but he was gone, vanished into thin air.

Katherine couldn’t go home, it was now a crime scene and if anyone caught her in there they would put her in prison for sure for sure and she is way to young and beautiful to be in jail. Katherine dumps the knife and gun into a dumpster she knew no one would bother to look in and begins to walk away.

Katherine walks through the dark streets knowing that she is now a free woman and can do whatever she wanted now. But that strange man was right, the urge to kill again was coming again and she had no way of fulfilling that urge .

Katherine looks down at the card she has in her hand.

"William Beckett

15 Fleet Street, London"

She knew that place, she had heard of the terrible things that had happened there. The multiple murders by one man, but they could never find the bodies of the deceased victims, but then they found four dead bodies including the serial killer himself, slumped over a woman, thought to be his dead wife. A young man was questioned over the deaths but he was so distraught with what happened to his mother that he couldn’t talk to anyone.

Katherine knew that if she wanted help she would have to go to him and talk to him. He would know what she is going through, he did say that he murdered some people before, but they did do him wrong and Katherine didn’t want to be one of those serial killers who kill everyone she comes across.

Katherine makes her way through the streets limping as her leg gets worse. But hopes that when she gets to William’s house he will patch her up.

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‘Knock, knock, knock.’

Katherine knocks on William’s door. But he doesn’t answer. She knocks again but he still doesn’t answer.

‘I know you’re in there. Please I need you to help me.’ Katherine pleads. William answers the door with a smile on his face.

‘Welcome.’ William says with the smile not faltering.

‘I need your help, I’m having the urges.’ Katherine says as tears start to well up in her eyes.

‘I can help you. How’s your leg?’

‘It hurts, is there anything you can do to fix it?’

‘You’re lucky I’m a doctor. Come in and I’ll fix it.’

‘Thank you.’

Katherine walks into the home and found it to be very dim. It didn"t really look like a home it was more of a place to sleep, Katherine felt cold just stepping into the house. Goosebumps grew on her flesh and she was shivering uncontrollably, the excessive blood loss wasn"t helping either.

Katherine follows William into the basement which for some reason he keeps under lock and key. William reaches out a hand to her so they could make their way down the stairs slowly so Katherine didn"t loose anymore blood.

William leads Katherine to a metal table in the oddly very well lit basement, since the rest of the house wasn"t properly lit, it was very odd that the basement was extremely well lit. Katherine looks around to find various instruments hanging on the wall, such as knives, razors, saws, hammers, and an oven. Katherine wonders if that"s how William gets rid of his victims.

"Do you think you can be able to get up on the table?" William asks with his smile. Katherine shrugs and tries to jump into the table but fails.

"No." Katherine says softly. William smiles again and he lifts her up and places her on the table. "Is this your operating room?" Katherine asks with a smirk.

"I guess you can call it that." William says walking over to the wall of instruments and comes back with a small knife, a bandage, a bunch of rags and some anaesthetic.

"I"m not going to be another victim am I?" Katherine asks getting worried.

"I don"t know, have you been rude to me?" He asks.

"No, not that I know of."

"Then you are safe. I only kill those who are rude to me or a member of my family."

"Family? You have a family?"

"Should I not?"

"Of course you should. I"m sorry, I"ll be quiet now." Katherine says as she lays upon the table and bites her bottom lip so she doesn"t talk anymore. William laughs at her actions.

"Katherine, it"s okay, you are perfectly safe here." Katherine sits up at the mention of her name.

"How do you know my name, I never told you my name on the bench." Katherine was getting worried.

"Calm down, I knew your mother and father and we have met a long time ago."

"You knew my parents?"

"Yes, and I am so sorry about what happened to them. It was just terrible." Katherine begins to cry, she hadn"t thought about her mother and father for years.

"Thank you, but it was a long time ago."

"Yes it was, do you remember much about them?"

"Not really, only my mother"s smile and my father"s pipe." Katherine watches William as her scrunches up a rag and places it into her mouth, Katherine takes it out. "If you wanted me to stop talking, you could have just told me." Katherine says smirking.

"It"s to distract you from the pain." He says matching her smile. Katherine places the rag back into her mouth and braces herself for pain. "Alright now on the count of three. One... Two..." When he said two William placed the rag doused in anaesthetic over her wound and Katherine screams as loud as she her lungs would allow. "I"m sorry, I have to clean the wound before I can get the bullet out and then bandage you up." Katherine nods her head understanding his method. That still didn"t mean that it didn"t hurt.

The wound was clean, at least for the time being and William took his small knife and began to dig out the bullet lodged in her tibia. At first he tried to pull the bullet out but it didn"t work, it was too painful for Katherine so William took his knife and begins to try to pick it out with the tip of the knife. After some trial and error the bullet was finally dislodged and William places an anaesthetic soaked rag on her wound before wrapping the wound with a bandage.

"There we go, good as new. You may need to stay here for a couple of days just so I can keep an eye on you- I mean- it." William says as he helps Katherine off the table, he carries her to his living room and puts her on the couch. "How do you feel?"

"A bit sleepy but I"m alright. So, tell me Doctor Beckett, I"m assuming that the oven in the basement is where you dispose of your bodies?" Katherine asks as she uses as much strength she has to lift herself to sit up.

"No, that"s where I cook them."

"Cook them?"

"Yes, I"m not a normal serial killer, instead of just disposing of a body I skin the flesh of my victim and create spectacular dishes."

"So, you"re a Cannibal?"

"Is that a problem?"

"No, God no, it"s an interesting food choice is all. What"s it like, eating the flesh of your victims?"

"Not anymore odd than eating cows, pigs, chickens, lambs or any meat really, they all taste the same."

"Hmm."

"You aren"t going to tell anyone are you?"

"Are you kidding? As long as you don"t hurt me, threaten to kill and eat me, your secret is 100% safe with me. Besides who am I going to tell?’ Katherine says with a shrug and a small smile.

"I really can"t have anyone know what I do, they"ll put me in prison if anyone ever found out."

"Oh no, I get that. Can you teach me?’

"Excuse me?"

"Teach me how to become like you. Kill the evil in the world and eat them."

"Are you sure?"

"I wouldn"t ask if I wasn"t sure. I know you probably like to work alone but I"m all alone in the world and if I have a friend who has the same murderous urges as I do then at least I wouldn"t be completely alone." Katherine says smiling sadly.

"Alright, sleep now and if you still feel the same way tomorrow then I"ll teach you the minute your leg gets better." William says taking her hand and squeezing it before walking off toward his bedroom. "Goodnight, Katherine."

"Goodnight, Doctor Beckett."

"Call me Will."

"Goodnight, Will." Katherine says as she closes her eyes and falls straight to sleep.

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Later that night William was sleeping in his bed when he hears the creak of the door, he always meant to fix that but he knew that it was a signal to inform him if anyone came looking for him, which is why he has a shot gun next to his bed so he could shoot whoever was breaking in. As the door opens he c***s his shot gun.

"Whoever you are, you better leave before I kill you." William says.

"Calm down, it"s just me." Katherine says.

"Jesus, Katherine don"t scare me like that. What"s wrong?"

"I thought I heard a noise outside." Katherine says looking at the ground, wringing her hands and using her left foot to scratch the back of her right leg.

"Oh that would be the Hudson"s next door they are a noisy bunch. Did you want to sleep in here?"

"Then where are you going to sleep?" Katherine says tilting her head to the side.

"Next to you. Don"t worry I won"t bite, unless you want me too." William laughs at his own joke. Katherine just looks at him blankly. "Don"t worry, come on." William throws back the covers and moves over to make room for her.

Katherine hobbles over to the bed and sits on it but does not lie back on it.

"What"s wrong?" William asks.

"Do you have anything I can sleep in? This dress is gorgeous but it"s a b***h to sleep in." Katherine says.

"Oh yeah, sorry." William gets out of bed and goes to the closet to get out a shirt for her. He walks over to her and places the shirt in her lap. Katherine wasn"t paying attention to him she was looking at the pictures on the vanity opposite her.

"Thank you, Will. That"s alright Katherine." William says with sarcasm.

"Is that your wife?" Katherine asks not bothering to respond to William"s sarcasm.

"Yes."

"She was very beautiful."

"Yes she was."

"Oh, I"m sorry, thank you for the shirt." Katherine says as she stands again and begins to take off her corset.

"What are you doing?" William asks.

"I"m taking off my dress so I can put on the shirt you gave me." Katherine says.

"Aren"t you shy about taking your clothes of in front of a stranger?"

"About as strange as you offering to me to sleep in the same bed."

"Point taken." William says as he turns his back to her as she undresses and puts on the shirt. "Can I turn back around? I can"t really sleep on my side."

"Yes." Katherine says as she slips into the bed and stays as far away from William as she can so she isn"t crowding him.

"What are you doing?" William asks for the second time.

"I"m giving you room." Katherine says.

‘Mujer, it"s below freezing come closer." Katherine looks at him as if he were mad.

‘You have got to be kidding me?"

"No, come on how bad can it be?"

"I don"t know maybe you"ll get an urge during the night and you smother me in my sleep?"

"Trust me I don"t smother people, if I was going to kill you I would slit your throat, or stab you in the abdomen."

"Oh, that"s comforting."

"Katherine, I would never hurt you. You have to believe me. You haven"t hurt me in anyway so in return I will never hurt you. Unless you ask me to."

"Why will I ever ask you to?"

"You asked me to earlier."

"Oh, right." Katherine moves closer to William and he places his arm around her. "This is nice."

"You"ve never had this before?"

"No, my husband wanted space from me at night."

"That"s disgusting. I"m glad you killed him otherwise I would have to do it for you."

"That"s so sweet." Katherine says as her eyes start to droop and then close. Her breathing evened out to signalled that she had fallen asleep. William closed his eyes too and he fell into a deep sleep the deepest he had in years.