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CHAPTER TWO
DAUGHTERS OF DEATH


VOICE OF THE NARRATOR
Professor Walter Brown of the Greenfield University of London was one of the renowned and most successful archeologists his time ever knew, he was well known for his great curiosity to research, explore and extract whatever was believed to be a myth by his colleagues of same profession. One afternoon, Professor Walter was having an academic session with a group of his best students when one of his brightest students out of curiosity posed a question to him. Professor Walter was taken aback by such an unexpected question; he had feared someone somewhere someday will ever challenge him with such a dreadful question.
In 1926, Professor Walter Brown answered the question by embarking on a journey to the northern region of Africa, he led a group of young and zealous archeologist with him and where lead into the Sahara desert of the northern part of Africa using a paper map, a lorry filled with research equipment and an Africa escort who seem to be familiar with the roads.
After weeks of road search, Professor Walter and his crew finally got to their destination and were set to begin work immediately. Every equipment and crew where set to work as everyone was curious to see if what they had thought was a myth turns out to be a true happening after all. Every crew knew what was at stake if Professor Walter’s led research turns out successful, which make them all rich and famous.




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Mr.Koli, The African escort who had accompanied Professor Walter and his crew soon got wind of the aims of those he had followed for weeks; he was shocked to his bone after knowing what the 'white-people' are up to. He raised alarm and warned them about the consequences of what they are about to embark upon, he told them the story as legend has it about what had happened to a certain glorified kingdom which was enchanted and destroyed by a very powerful curse which still dwells and lingers around, transforming a once fertile and lively environment into a shadow of itself and a ruin upon which they now stood presently. All the 'white-people' laughed to Mr.Koli's so-called supernatural power that still dwells around, they made fun of black men in their believes in supernatural occurrence and concluded that Mr.Koli's believe was a practical example.
Mr.Koli walked up to Professor Walter and asked to be payed off for his service that he could no longer be of any help to them any longer, he was persuaded to wait and that he would be rich and famous if he joins the team in discovering the undiscoverable. Mr.Koli turned down the offer and was paid off for his services but before he left, he gave the Professor and his zealious crew a piece of his heart by saying "you are soon all going to discover what the real daughters of death looks like…..for I pity the blood, the veins, the hair, the bones and the flesh that makes you whole".

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For days, the research team worked day and night trying hard to achieve what was assumed by other archaeologist to be the impossible. Professor Walter stays awake in his camp-tent all night as he reads through a crappy scroll that holds the tale leading to his mission. He thought about what Mr.Koli had said days before and that had reassured him that he was on the right part to finding the greatest treasure the earth had ever hidden and not minding how many lives would be paid for it discovery.
After seventeen days of digging, tracking, sand exploding, pipe-lining, earth aggravation and hole clasping, a member of the crew discovered a gold-colored object in a shape of a normal human being, he quickly called upon his colleagues who were also shocked and happy to what their eyes beholds. Professor Walter encouraged his crew to work harder that there is more underneath the earth; he told them that that was just one out of hundreds yet to be discovered, the crew intensified their effort and within few hours, they had dug up about two-hundred and thirty human sized gold. Every member of the crew was marveled at the availability of surplus wealth in such part of the world. Every gold that was dug was in a shape of a human being or an animal which all had the look of fear or horror like they had frozen in the sight of something so horrific. Most of the golds took the shape of people who had been on the run, while others looked like it was in a sleeping position.
“What on earth happened to this people, were this gold carved by men?” one of the crew member asked.
“No man could ever have carved these much gold into the shape of human and animals and decides to bury it, I think something unspeakable happened here” another crew member suggested.
“You are right, something unspeakable really happened here thousands of years ago which transformed this once fertile kingdom into a pure evil for itself” Professor Walter suddenly cut in with an air of authority in his tone, he took his time looking into every member’s eyes as they obviously looked shocked by what they just heard. Professor Walter continued “What happened here was known to no one until an anonymous writer documented it and dropped it in one of the libraries where the information now gradually spread till it got to my hearing, I was challenged by one of my brightest students for why haven’t I dare try explore this place to which we stand our ground presently”.
“Sir, but what exactly happened here…..I mean, what happened to these people?” another female member asked as she fearfully pointed at one of the gold that had the structure of a grown man looking directly at her in horror.
Professor Walter brought out a crappy scroll from his bag and read through it “it says here that there was once a kingdom that had angered the three daughters of the so-called death himself and that death had personally came down taking the form of a darkish dust-like form which enveloped the kingdom and transformed every living object on its way into a pure gold, and that is why they call this place The Kingdom of Death’s Gold, and that is why few people around the world mostly here in Africa belief that death itself still lurks around to watch over it gold”
“Bullshit!! Only a fool would belief such a crap” one of the crew spat in disgust as he viewed such a tale to be a mere fabrication only to scare people from extracting the raw gold. Many crew members also followed suit in the disbelief of such a tale and they continued with the extraction of more gold buried far below the earth surface. After about an hour later when every member of the crew were at their peak of duty, an awkward silence crawled into their midst like someone had ordered them to keep quiet. Every one of them kept mute and looked around them with an expression of surprise hanging on their faces, no one wanted to neither talk nor be the odd one in breaking the chain of the sudden silence. Suddenly, a light breeze blew across the vicinity where the workers are, whispering the unbearable sound of horror and creating a vision of the imaginable image of death itself as it laid it venomous hands on every mortal being across it path, transforming it into a hollow structure of gold.
Within a twinkle of the eye, everyone except Professor Walter Brown had transformed into raw gold of the exact structure they were and all of them seem to have similar facial expression of witnessing fear and terror. Proffessor Walter looked around him in fear as he saw the lifeless gold statue of all his crew, he ran out of the underground tunnel onto the surface of the earth and ran away like a mad rattle dog from the site as he kept asking himself aloud “Why keep me alive…..why!!!”

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kenchukscole:
wow..

my first time of commenting....nice story I must say...can't wait for d next update...more ink to ur pen

Thanks alot for the encouragement.

Guys, let me have your views on the latest post. I tried to give you guys something different just to create a relative diversion to the story at hand. Let me have your complaints and suggestions coz it's gonna help in my next update.
Thank you guys for the encouragement which had fueled my confidence.

Hmmm. Speechless

Its intruging. Please continue

wow niqqa, u jxt murdered d story in dz last upda8. nice twist man! am lovin dz.

mor cells to ya brain

wow...very stupendous... I love ur writing skills,d inter relation between d three sisters,it makes me say Wow...

more fuel to ur thinking engine... kudos

Nice piece and a wonderful plot. However your story Is disjointed and in explicit. Note tiffany's observation about the meeting with soji. Read more of dan brown it will help your kind of plotting need proper tensing and editing as well. I like your use of flashbacks and oral traditions. Looking forward to the completed script. I invited u to ma BBM. We could talk some more. Keep it up

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3114 BC (FIVE THOUSAND AND A HUNDRED YEARS AGO)
Many years before the existence of the Kushite Empire, Carthaginian Empire, Kingdom of Numidia, Kingdom of the Vandals and Alans, Kingdom of Nekor, and the great Emirate of Sijilmassa, there lived a king by name great Lord Zendaya who ruled upon the Kingdom of Baruu. Baruu was a small kingdom surrounded by more greater and powerful empires who had always possess themselves as threats to it through the past years and the ambitious lord Zendaya was not comfortable with it as he knew sooner or later, his Kingdom will be crushed and would surely be for the taken. So he wanted a lasting solution to the shame melted upon his people, he soughted the advice of the wise men who gave the best they could come up with.
The next month, Lord Zendaya yielded to the advice as he journeyed alongside his kin’s-men and they rode for days and nights dashing through the stormy rains, scorching sun, deadly winds and dangerous forests. After two months of riding through the continent of Africa from it north to it south, they found the place they wished for and it was exactly what the wise-men had earlier described it to be. A small cracked hut in the middle of a very thick savannah forest with an old quaky looking woman as it only occupant welcomed them, she was of no doubt a witch and was ready to be of help to anyone who could dear come seek for her rear and mysterious help.
“He that wishes to attain the impossible must be ready to do the impossible, are you ready to do the impossible my dear Lord Zendaya?” the witch asked after listening to her visitor’s request
“I am ready to do anything to protect my kingdom and its people” Lord Zendaya replied boldly without the slightest hesitation.
“Then hurry and go get a beautiful virgin who will be sent to hell tonight” the witch said as she gave a sinister look towards the king and his kin’s-men.
“To hell?” the men all asked in unison as they look surprised.
“Yes…..to the corridors of hell.

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From a neighbouring community, a beautiful virgin was practically kidnapped and presented to the witch by Lord Zendaya’s men before the mid-night. The witch bent and whispered into the young beautiful virgin’s ears and she fell to the ground unconsciously.
“Lord Zendaya, are you sure you are ready to have the impossible” the witch turned to the king and asked ones more
“Yes, I am ready”.
“So be it” she said conclusively and stood upright to raise her hands up towards the sky and shouted “on behalf of Lord Zendaya, the ruler of Baruu Kingdom, I call upon the four gods of the land, the sea, the fire and the air tonight to come together and help take a message to death itself deep down the corridors of…..”
After several minutes of strange wordings and voodooish incantations by the witch, the atmosphere suddenly and drastically changed to be very windy and thunderous, the atmosphere was dangerously electrifying by nature and it brought greater panic upon Lord Zendaya and his men as it was so strange to their sightings and reasoning. Suddenly, everything went quiet and totally still, nothing from many miles away could be heard and it felt everything on earth went lifeless that exact moment causing every tree around to go dry. Lord Zendaya’s men all fell to the ground lifeless like a log of wood held of no root.
“What in the gods name is happening here…..talk to me woman” Zendaya shouted fearfully to the witch who by that time had fallen to the ground unconsciously but still alive. Zendaya bent and held her by her held and requested to know what was happening.
“You asked for it Lord Zendaya and now it’s here” She managed to say
“Who is here?”
“Death!!”

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A dark smoky dust-like image creped out from no obvious direction and took to a hollow shape of human with no distinct body part, it looked like a wood covered with a black cloak and appeared strange to any living creature. Zendaya was the only creature standing alive, he shivered with fear and disbelieve as he stood and gazed upon what he disbelieved to be the ‘impossible’.
“You called for me…..Zendaya!!!” the words echoed inside of Zendaya’s head and almost got him unconscious.
“Yes! Yes!!....I want my kingdom to be so powerful and indestructible by any man or woman on earth, I want to be the most and ever powerful king that ever ruled the surface of the earth, I want to be the ever mighty Lord Jazaa Khanu Zendaya the greatest" Zendaya bow is head as he struggles to pick his words of requests
"Granted!!!"

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binbaton7:
Nice piece and a wonderful plot. However your story Is disjointed and in explicit. Note tiffany's observation about the meeting with soji. Read more of dan brown it will help your kind of plotting need proper tensing and editing as well. I like your use of flashbacks and oral traditions. Looking forward to the completed script. I invited u to ma BBM. We could talk some more. Keep it up

it was nice chating with u on bbm.
Like i said earlier, i never plan what to write ahead untill i lay my hands on the laptop keys and that is why u see the disjointment but i will properly edit the write-up as soon as i am done with the story (maybe till 2016) . i have not forgotten about my lady Tiffany's observation, i will surely put everythiing in check as soon as i know exactly where d story is heading because i truely don't know where it's going to end (me i just dey write wetin God dey put inside my head oooo)

Damn!! Niqqa, u just a difft kind of writer in his own class!! If nt dah am grown up, wuld av bn scared of Nightmares dz nite!



Yu rily scared d Hell outta me! More MB to ya laptop bro!xpectn mor updates

Gangangangan.........

Nyc update bt Wt happened to the other story of d white witches?

MzOG:
Nyc update bt Wt happened to the other story of d white witches?

The story so far had it genesis in this chapter two but I will definitely link every disjointment together to form a wonderful chain of event....trust the ghost.

ghostwriter where at thou? please come and continue this story pls

ghostwriter,pls continue this literary masterpiece nah...am drooling for more

wow a nice story you got there..always loving your story ghostwriter.. kudos following like there is no other story on earth

I must say.....dis has been a very interesting horror series. The datebacks are becoming less horrific than the present day ooo.
More ink to ur pen

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Like wide fire during harmattan, the news of Zendaya’s encounter with Death itself spread within and outside the Baruu kingdom. It was believed by everyone that “Zendaya and his men encountered Death itself on getting to their destination and it had challenged them one after the other into a mortal combat in which everyone of them were defeated by it apart from Zendaya who stood firm to the ground like a giant Oak tree, looks straight into its red glowing eyes like an elegant Eagle and pounced upon it like a fearless Tiger as he wrestled Death for days and nights until Death was tied and could fight no more. Death had to give out a virgin girl to Zendaya for his bravery and great strength”.
Whenever Lord Zendaya hears the version of his own fabricated tale of how he ‘wrestled Death’, he knew within him that it was just a lie, a lie which he purposely fabricated to boost his ego and the glory of his kingdom, a lie which he saw necessary so as to create fear into the heart of other stronger kingdoms, a lie which will portray him as the most fearless ruler who defer Death itself through physical combat, a lie which shall forever be passed from one generation to the other.
Every night, Zendaya kept having that same nightmare, that dream of which he had knelt before the strange figure which was believed to be the true Death itself, he remembered the deadly echoes within his head as Death spoke and as he had knelt before it to state his request, he remembered as Death had affirmed to have “Granted!!!” his wishes, he vividly remembered how Death had moved closer to the virgin girl who was then unconscious and had lightly opened its mouth to pour out a small amount of its dark dust-like content into her as it entered through her mouth, he remembered how death had instructed him to “Go with her, for she is now a mother!!!”…..he remembered how he had journeyed back home without the company of his trusted warriors but instead, the company of an unconscious virgin girl.
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The young girl whom Zendaya had brought along from his journey was nicknamed ‘Amma Alolo’ (gift from death) and ever since she had been brought into Baruu kingdom, she had remained a source of mysterious talks for she had been unconscious ever since she was brought in and her stomach had kept growing bigger day by day without no sign of fetus dwelling in her womb. The king’s wise-men advised Zendaya to quickly destroy and go discard the ‘Amma Alolo’ (gift from death). Saying…… “For a gift from death will bring nothing good but total death”.
Few months later, in the middle of the night, three beautiful baby girls practically struggled out from ‘Amma Alolo’s (gift from death) already dead body. Lord Zendaya was surprise to hear the news of the babies arrival, he was glad not to have listened to the advises given to him by his so-called ‘wise-men’, he called for a great feast as he invited dignitaries from every known kingdom around to come dine and wine with him for the birth of his estrange daughters. Dhina Phirona, who was a great magician, illusionist, adviser and one of the emissaries sent from the kingdom of Egypt could fell the cold wind of death and destruction hovering upon the three beautiful identical-looking baby girls, he quickly and secretly called the attention of Zendaya and his wise-men that they should as soon as possible “go destroy these demons for they are bound to forth bring great calamity and destruction upon the entire world……for if ignored, we are doomed!!”

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Thanks for d update. Na till 11pm i go read am sha

Kudos ghostwritter....

macpetrus:
Kudos ghostwritter....

u follow me reach ere?

rhazur:

u follow me reach ere?

Yes nw.. I dey enjoy NL story

guy mr ghostwriter y naaa... abeg wer d update

Happy New year to you all....

ghostwritter:
Happy New year to you all....

Thanks ...... Any update today?

macpetrus:


Thanks ...... Any update today?

Not at all, today na for celebration...till sunday

ghostwritter:

Not at all, today na for celebration...till sunday

Sunday too far na.....happy new year btw

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Twenty-one years later, the world was almost dragged to ruins by battles launched by Lord Zendaya. Baruu had transformed in a fountain of power, as the most influential and dangerous kingdom to confront in battle as many kingdoms who dared had suffered serious mortal blows. No one dare ignore the authority of a once small and powerless kingdom which had suddenly acquired greater power. The kingdom of Baruu suddenly became the world power as Lord Zendaya had made good use of his ‘daughters’ as a weapon of destruction, many other kingdoms or empires could not question his authority, he acquired enormous wealth and his people flourished in surplus riches. Even the kingdom of Egypt which was one of the most powerful kingdoms also loose woefully in its battle against the kingdom of Baruu. The battle was later nicknamed the battle of ‘blood bath’ due to the high level of slaughter and carnage suffered by the Egyptians.

“This is strange, very strange, I have never seen so much death as I had witnessed today” Pharaoh Khayu Tia Hsekiu the ruler and the commander of the Egyptian army spat out in disbelieve. He had watched as his men all stumbled to the ground mysteriously at the sight of three beautiful female warriors who had led the opponents to the battle ground. He was marvelled at the effortless manner at which the Baruu warriors slaughtered his men as they begged to be spared of their lives, he witnessed as few of his warriors retreated without order and ran off the battle field.
“Who were those three ladies who lead Baruu to the battle?” The Pharaoh asked with a curious intent.
“Your Majesty, they are believed to be the mysterious daughters of Zendaya who are capable of sucking lives from any living creature, they have never lost in a single battle since they were twelve years of age and they seem to grow stronger with every battle fought” one of the Pharaoh’s advisers keenly explained.
“Rumour has it that nothing on earth can kill the three sisters, I hear that their presence and touch can drain live” another Pharaoh’s adviser added.
“What then do we do? For we cannot sit back and watch those demons take all we had worked hard for” he pointed towards a random corner of the palace just to emphases the location of Baruu kingdom as he spoke in an angered tone.
“Your Majesty, it is obvious the situation at hand is far from the ordinary, it is time we call for the gathering of kings to seek for a collective effort in defeating Baruu in battle” one of the counselors advised.
“No, what will they think of us, that the mighty Egypt had to run to them for help?” another voice came up. Voices murmured in agreement.
“Silence!!” Pharaoh ordered. “I shall call for the council of king, Baruu must fall”

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Ride On......