DOVE OF HARMONY
Part Two
By Arthur
As Brian and Eric took the boy into the bedroom Tony returned to Nigel, small tears trailed down his cheeks at what he had just seen, the stains of drying blood on his shirt front showing like brownish rust marks.
Nigel held open his arms for Tony to go into, craddling him gently as the boy began to sob softly.
"Shh...Shh..it's going to be ok Tony, we'll look after him."
"Master Nigel...he...he...he's...so..so..bad, how could anyone do that?"
"It's something we don't like Tony but it does happen, now calm down little one, we're going to look after him."
The three of us sat there watching Tony's sadness and we looked at each other with a mutual understanding of what had to be done, with an imperceptable nod the three of us agreed without a word spoken, the bastard that had hurt the boy so baddly was going to pay a price he would remember for the rest of his life.
Half an hour later there was an urgent ringing on my front door bell as Greg with Lim behind him arrived.
"Where is he James?"
Greg was not good on formalities when he was needed for medical emergencies for a boy.
"In Erics bedroom Greg, but take it easy he's terrified, Brian is with him and Eric also, but I would go real slow."
"Ok James I'm not dumb, Lim you get your camera ready I want a record of every cut or bruise."
"Yes Master."
Lim had become quite the professional photographer and worked beside Greg a lot at accident scenes to get records for the police or coroner, he was one tough little nut when it came to his duty.
I went with Greg to the bedroom door and as we entered I saw Eric kneeling beside the bed, Brian was sitting upright with his back against the headboard, his legs splayed apart with the boy laying face down between them with his head on Brians chest, it was then that I saw the marks of fresh blood oozing through the denim on his butt cheeks and a very dark stained crutch on his faded blue jeans, Brian sat there with tears streaming down his face, no sobbing just a continual stream of tears, the boys head craddled gently on his chest.
Brian looked up at Greg as he towered over all of us, the darkness came over his eyes as he looked down at the beaten boy on the bed, glancing at Lim he nodded his head and lim went into immediate action with his camera, at the first flash the boy turned his head and looked at the source of the extra light, he looked past Lim, who by now already had water running down his cheeks, and saw the Mountainous Greg, he looked huge in the small room and the newly grown full brown beard gave him a ferocious look although we all knew him to be no more than a big teddy bear when it came to protecting a hurt boy but the boy didn't know this and let out a scream that shattered the ear drums at the sight of the giant standing over him.
Greg backed off a step and looked at Brian in askance as Lim continued with the camera, it was the first time I got a good look at the boys face, it was a mess, one eye blackened and closed shut, the other not to much better, two teeth were missing at the front and the gums were still bleeding, his lip was badly split and his nose was definately broken, there appeared to be small cuts to his forehead that looked awfully like razor cuts, his left ear was torn near the lobe as though an earing had been wrenched from it, I stood there stunned and didn't realise that the same emotional tears were flowing down my cheeks as well.
At the sight of Greg the boy tried to crawl inside Brians skin with utter fear showing on what was left of his face, Brian tried desperately to calm the boy but he was not responding as he could not take his eyes off the sight of Greg standing over the bed.
Greg whispered out of the side of his mouth to me and flicked his head at the same time.
"Outside now slowly, ask Eric to come as well."
I looked over at Eric, his face torn with emotion and nodded for him to come outside the bedroom.
"James I have to get the boy quietened down, he's not going to let anyone except Brian and Eric near him so I need Eric to give him a shot to knock him out, he needs help fast and this is the only way I can get to him, is it ok with you for Eric to do it?"
"Eric can you do it for Greg?"
"Yes James but I don't know how."
"Greg will show you, it's not hard, ok Greg can you show him and then he can do it."
Greg removed a small syringe from his bag and began to show Eric how to give the shot.
"This is pretty potent Eric so just jab the needle in anywhere and push down steadily on the end, not to fast just try to ease the seditive into him in a nice steady flow, he will be out to it in about two minutes, ok?"
"Yes I think so Sir, I'll try my best."
"Good boy Eric now here you are take this one it's ready to use, call me as soon as he drops off."
"Yes Sir."
Eric took the syringe and made his way back to the bedroom, he looked so forlorn, his shoulders drooped downward as the emotions of the evening began to take their toll on him, two minutes later he called us in, Brian still held the now sleeping boy and at Greg's request to leave him and Lim to do their work he shook his head, he would hold the boy till it was all done, he was not going anywhere while the boy was being tended to, greg didn't argue he just put his bag down and lifted the boy off Brian's lap and pushed Brian toward the door.
"Don't waste my time Brian do as you're told this is my job I don't need you mooning over the boy while I'm trying to get him fixed up, besides Lim can help me all I need, James can Eric stay and help get the clothes off the boy then dispose of them, I'm going to have to cut them off and I dont want them around my feet when I'm working?"
"You ok with that Eric?"
In a shuddering voice Eric answered.
"Yes James."
"Ok Greg get at it we'll wait for you in the lounge."
Without another word Greg opened his bag again and took out a pair of surgical scissors and began to cut away the clothing.
I placed my arm around Brians shoulder and steered him toward the lounge where the others waited.
"Nigel can Tony get us all a stiff brandy, I think we need it."
"Sure James, Tony the brandy for all of us, you as well as Richards boy, how bad is he James?"
"I don't know about his body Nigel but his face and head is a bloody mess, I've seen a few things over my lifetime but never anything as bad as this, the boy is lucky to still be breathing if his body is as bad as his face and I'm afraid it might be worse, there's a lot of blood on his jeans."
"We have to find out who did it James, the bastard's not of the Society thats for sure but I think we all know what we have to do."
We all nodded and as we sipped the strong cognac there came a moan from outside the bedroom door, I turned just in time to see Eric, his arms loaded with bloody rags, collapsing toward the floor in a dead faint, I jumped up and headed toward his now limp body on the floor.
I reached down and took his head and shoulders in my right arm as he moaned again as he began to come too, I soothed his forehead with my fingers as he opened his eyes once again.
"It's ok kiddo I'm here, what happened little one?"
"Oh James..the..the boy...he's...he's like...well like hamburger, he's bloody all over and....oh god James...he's going to die, isn't he?"
"Be strong Eric, he's not going to die if Greg has anything to do with it, now come on with me, leave those rags there you need something to pick you up."
I looked up as Tony appeared beside me with another glass of cognac for Eric.
"Take a sip kiddo then come sit with me while Greg works."
I heard Greg's deep baratone voice talking to Lim.
"You go sit down Babes, I can finish this, you've done enough."
Lim appeared at the doorway looking the same as the rest of us, tear stained face torn by emotion, his limbs shaking with the effort of trying not to collapse in front of us, Nigel spoke up.
"Tony go see to Lim, help him to a chair and get him a drink."
Once Lim was settled we all sat and waited, the silence was like a dense fog in the room broken only occasionally by muttered words coming from Greg in the bedroom, an hours passed and still Greg was working on the boy then ten minutes later Greg appeared at the doorway, his face was a contrast of emotions as he made his way into the lounge, the look of thunder on his face seemed out of place with the tears running down his bearded cheeks, his eyes held a look of horror, disgust and burning underneath a look of vengence.
When he was fully in the lounge he looked around at us, placing his beefy hands on his hips and with a very heavy scowl on his face he spoke to us all.
"I don't give a fuck who the bastard is we section 23 him, agreed?"
This was so out of the ordinary for protocol with the Society, it was not for Greg as Master of the Rod to ask for a section 23, it was only for the council of Primes to call for one, we were so stunned by the statement we just nodded.
"Good, because of you don't do it I will hunt the prick down myself, he damn near killed that boy, I've never seen anything like it, Eric you told me he walked here for over a mile right?"
"Yes Sir thats what he told me."
"That kid is one tough cooky then, how he could even walk beats the hell out of me."
"Ok Greg better tell us how bad it is."
"Better get another brandy into you then this is not nice, I've seen car accident victims that have less damage than he has."
Greg collapsed into a chair and held open his arms for Lim to curl up into.
"You ok Babes?"
Lim nodded his head as he settled onto Gregs massive chest sighing as he felt his Masters arms surround him.
"Well to start at the top, his head has been shaved with what looks like an old fashioned cut throat razor, a blunt one by the look of the scraping of the scalp, his ear has had a ring torn forcibly from it, theres bruising around his head from something like a Strega or equally hard object, both eyes are closed and blackened, there is some damage to his left eye, his forehead has been cut to the bone with a razor in small two inch nicks, it looks as though they were done over a period of time and not altogether, his cheek bone is cracked on the right side and he has two teeth missing with damage to his gums, the nose is broken in two places and his jaw is also cracked."
Greg paused to take a deep breath and to calm down, his voice had been rising as he told us the damage.
"He has a dislocated collar bone and has been whipped with a studded cat, his back is raw, he has three broken ribs as well as a sprained wrist, which are also chaffed by a course rope from being tied to tight,his nipples have been pierced with what looks like a very large needle and he has cigarette burns and wax burns over nearly all of his chest and stomach, the bastard had even made some cuts to the underside of his penis and had fitted a docking ring to his scrotum, his testicles were so blue they were nearly black he nearly turned the boy into a eunic."
Again Greg stopped his report to catch his breath and bring his feelings under control.
"The boys legs have been beaten severely with a very heavy paddle or something as heavy he is bruised all over, it's a wonder he didn't have a broken leg, the soles of his feet were beaten with what looks like a split cane and are red raw, thats why I couldn't believe he had walked here for over a mile plus where ever he had come from originally, his butt cheeks have been cut by the same razor with the cuts being about two inches long and are placed across his butt like a bar code, ten on each cheek, now the worst part is he has been raped by something very big and hard, the anus has been torn open on the outside but inside there is a lot more damage, he was bleeding internally so whatever the bastard used was very big and hard, something like a wooden or metal dildo but big, I've managed to stop most of the bleeding internally but he's not going to be able to do much for a very long time, if ever, that boy should be dead just from the bleeding alone, how he got this far beats the hell out of me, well lastly he has been shaven all over with the same blunt razor, his skin is red raw in most places."
We all sat in silence after Gregs report not quite believing that any human being could do so much damage to another, especially to a young boy that even if he was working the streets did not deserve that sort of abuse, I looked over to Nigel after all that Greg had told us had sunk in to my fuzzy brain, Eric was still laying in my lap shivering at the sights he had seen.
"Nigel, we call the council for tomorrow, agreed?"
"I think we start to call them on the phone now James if you don't mind Richard and I tying up both your phones?"
"Fine go to it Nigel, are you ok now Brian?"
"James, that poor boy, damn I hope we can get that bastard.....I...I could kill the him."
"Look we have to make arrangements to look after the boy till he can tell us what went on, Brian you live in that one room flat, I have enough space here for him to stay so that if you aren't here then Eric can be with him, he trusts you two so it's better he is with both of you, ok?"
"Ok James but I'm going to get my own place sorted and he can move in there with me if he wants to when he is better."
I knew that Brian made good money as a Web Designer but he continued to live in a small one room flat so I thought he was happy living like that, it was a surprise to learn he had some other place.
"You have another place of your own Brian?"
"Yes James, I bought a town house two months ago as an investment, I was going to let it out but know if the boy wants to be with me then I will move into it myself so I can look after him."
"Greg how long is the boy going to be out of it?"
"At least for another eight hours but I'm going to ask you if Eric could give him another shot when he wakes up, the longer he is kept out the better for his pain and injuries to heal a little, he's still going to be a very sore boy for a while though but I'll leave some tablets for his pain and come see him each day to change his dressings and check on him."
"Ok Greg, you happy with that Eric, can you do it for him?"
"Yes James, I'll do anything to help."
"Thanks Kiddo."
Nigel and Richard returned and told us that they had contacted all the Primes for the meeting tomorrow and that they would all be there, this sort of thing was to urgent to put aside for something else, we all talked for a little longer and then at Nigels suggestion they began to make ready to leave, it was 2.30am in the morning and we were all drained emotionally and physically so it was time to call it a night.
Once everyone had departed I sent Eric to our bedroom and told him I was going to check on the boy then we would get some sleep, the boy was out cold his breathing was steady although a little ragged so I left him and went to my own bed, Eric was cuddled up under the blankets, his eyes wide with the memories of the evening, I slipped into bed and he almost seemed to jump into my arms as he snuggled as close as he could get.
"James, how could anyone do that to a boy?"
"It's hard to understand Eric, but some people are no more than sadistic animals, thats what we try to avoid with the Society and the reason for all our rules and laws so that that sort of thing doesn't happen."
"I'm so lucky to be here with you James, I didn't know that sort of thing could happen."
"It can Eric, and more often than you would think, but thats the worst I've ever seen a boy, now come on kiddo try to get some sleep, we have a big few days ahead of us and that boy will need all your strength if he's to get better."
Eric snuggled a little closer as he spooned into me and his breathing became slower, I eased him over and got out of the bed and went to the main cupboard opening it I switched on the monitor for the bedroom and left it on in case the boy woke up earlier than we did, I glanced behind me to see Erics eyes looking in wonder at the monitor, it was the first time he had seen it.
"So James, thats how you knew what I was doing all the time?"
I slipped back into bed and pulled my special boy close.
"Yes kiddo thats how, you're the only one who knows even Cameron never found out."
"James?"
"Yes kiddo?"
"I love you when you're tricky." (Giggle)
I smiled down at him and then laid my head on the pillow as he settled back down against me, tomorrow was going to be one of many long days to come.
To Be Continued: