LIVING FROM ABOVE
CHAPTER 9

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written by onyeneke Abel

The three women whose identities were connoted to be witches looked at each other for a moment before they laughed in wickedness!

"You brat, who do you think you are? Do you know who we are? Even your parents perished at our wrath when they refused to pay the debt of your birth! You belong to us! And we have come to take back your spirit !"

One of the witches who appeared to be the leader of the coven spoke first.
Eniola was glad for one thing, one of her lifelong question has been answered, it wasnt God who took her parents like the priest presiding their burial claimed, it was this group of spineless witches. Her fury burned even more.

"Oh well, i am glad you came here today. All through my life, I Eniola Bankole Babaginda have dared the impossible. I have no fear for death and i have no fear for you witches. And today i come in the name of the one who has publicly defeated you amateur witches on IT(industrail training)"

Eniola was glad she had read a passage of the bible that night before she slept.

"It is written!"
She continued and the witches began to realise that they must have made a grevious mistake; Eniola just got born again in few weeks and she already knows to much, she already knows the word?

"In colossians 2:15 - And having spoiled principalities and powers, he made a shew of them openly, triumphing over them in it. this means you are all defeated brats coming here to spread your failed wings!"

Eniola began to cover the distance between them.

"Eniola!! A bird that flies off the Earth and lands on an anthill is still on the ground! Only a fool tests the depth of a river with no feet. We serve the one whose foundation has been set long before you were born! Your destiny has been long written out to die in our hands! Eniola! We have come for your spirit, do not resist! Oya! Drop your mortal body and come with us!"

"You lie!"

Eniola fired back. The room was not spacious so in few steps Eniola stood face to face with them, staring right at them with red eyes.

"I come in the name of the lord jesus, who has defeated you and given me the authority to use his name against you. It is written in phillipians 2:10, that at the name of jesus every kneee should bow, of things in heaven, and things in earth, and things under the earth! Who are you to refuse the sovereignty of my God!"

Eniola tightened her fist on the broom she had picked and whipped on the leader of the coven who stood in front.

In shock and desperation the witches attempted to fight back but realised their powers has been sucked dry at the utterances and audacious scriptural incantations of Eniola.

Eniola pressed forward landed a loud slap on the two witches hiding behind their leader.

"Ah Eniola, you dare...."

Eniola interrupted them with another slap, within minutes she pounced on them with the broom she had till they began to beg. They tried to teleport out but failed.

When Eniola had beaten them to her satisfaction, she asked them to kneel with both hands up while she laid back attempting to sleep.

"Ah Eniola, please, please, if we remain here till dawn we would all die, please let us go, we have to go back to our bodies"

Eniola couldnt sleep because of their plea. She decided to converse with them instead.

"What do you mean by the debt for my birth, you mentioned it earlier"

"Oh. Eniola your great grand mother made a convenant with us, we helped her avenge her enemies at the expense of her generation being sealed to us"

Eniola scoffed, she wondered what was her business with a great grand mother she didnt even know.

"What enemies?"

The witches looked at each other again and agreed to tell the truth.

"The truth is, we were the enemies, our master had seen that a saviour who would truncate our kingdom of darkness for a generation will arrive from your lineage. That is you eniola, so we tricked Felicia, your great grand mother, into signing a contract with us, so we have legal rights to kill every member of your family at will."

Eniola shook her head in disbelief, she couldnt imagine the wickedness and deceit of these unscrupulous witches.

"So you mean, you created a problem for my great grand mother and then came as the solution so you could get our lineage in your hands?"

She asked just to confirm she heard well.

"Yes Eniola, But its not our fault, our master ordered us to, we are just following orders please forgive us."

"So why didnt you kill me?"
Eniola pressed further in curiousity
"We couldnt, the Holy one would not allow us to, so we had to frustrate your life, killed everything and everyone you had just so you could defy him and get him to remove his covering from you but still, he kept protecting you. Even after you defied him countless times"

Eniola shut her eyes as tears run down her cheeks. She couldnt fathom the love God had shown her. Even when she had insulted him, rejected him, dared him and called him names; he protected her and fought unseen battles for her.

"Thank you Jesus, Thank you lord, thank you for your love, thank you for not giving up on me"

The witches were at a tight corner already as time was running out for them, so they had to remind Eniola again

"Eniola please, we have told you all we know, please let us go"

"You have two options, one, you die here, second, you denounce the devil and accept jesus now, i am going get you born again. I advise you choose wisely"

It wasnt much of a struggle, Eniola got all three witches born again and allowed them to go.

The next day Sarah explained all the strange dreams she had to Eniola, it turned out that all that transpired through the night was perceived as a dream to Sarah. Eniola had to explain in details all that transpired. She further stressed her desire to move into her apartment immediately. Sarah had to give in eventually, all her opinions didnt change Eniola's decision.

Eniola reached Samson and pleaded to take two days off to move in to her apartment. She had succeeded in getting a room and parlour setting, she got in the next day, she had a lot of questions to ask God, and she knew she needed time alone to pray.

Eniola took a quick stroll to get essentials for her new apartment, it was late in the evening, so darkness and covered the environs. She was just few metres from her apartment when three cars surrounded her. In seconds hefty masked hoodlums alighted the car. A few of them hurried to one of the cars and assisted their supposed boss to alight from his car.
It was maxwell, he clapped his hands as he walked towards her.

"Eniola, Eniola, Eniola, i must confess you are a hard nut to crack, but today is where your luck runs out"

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LIVING FROM ABOVE
CHAPTER 8

written by onyeneke Abel

“Sister Eni? Are you okay?”
Sarah Startled Eniola who was lost in her reverie. Eniola thought for few seconds, she coulnt tell what Sarah’s reaction would be if she decided to spill all that transpired.

“Emm, dont worry. I am fine”

Eniola stood up and responded with a feign smile

“But you are panting”

Eniola forced another smile again

“Its nothing Sarah”

Eniola resolved to be strong in heart, she has been fearless for decades, life has taught her in a hard way; apart from her encounter with God, nothing can sway her.
But then, she was worried, worried for Sarah and every close one she knew, this assassins, kidnappers or whoever they might be, she was sure they would come back for her. She had to do something, but she didn’t know what to do.

“Dear lord, help me, show me what to do, You told me you wanted me to tell others about your sacrifice for them, how do i do that if i am killed or brought to harm?”

She muttered in prayer at night time, she could not sleep, her heart was troubled.
In an instant she recalled what Samson had said to her, he mentioned studying the bible and praying. She quickly searched for her bible hoping to find answers but began to rethink her choices when she noticed how big the bible was. She figured it would take her months to finish reading the whole bible to find the answers she desired.

“Dear lord, please show me what to do in your word”

An idea came to her, she decided to open the Bible, whichever passage of the bible she opens, she was certain she would find her answers since she had prayed about it. She opened a passage and found the first scripture

“Romans 10:13. For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.”

She shut the Bible and allowed the scripture sink into her spirit. Shortly after another question popped her mind. Which name exactly? She opened the bible again

“Phillipians 2:9-11. Wherefore God also hath highly exalted him, and given him a name which is above every name: [10] That at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of things in heaven, and things in earth, and things under the earth; [11] And that every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.”

She jumped on her feet and yelled in excitement that sarah leaped from sleep in fear.

“What is it? What happened?”

Eniola laughed so hard and hugged sarah.

“Thank you lord, Sarah help me thank God”.

The next day she prepared for her supposed first day at work, she wasn’t sure if she would be starting work immediately or if it was going to be just a few minutes of evaluation.

She got to Samson’s law firm, it was quite bigger than what she had imagined. She noticed his name on a very large frame hunged just by the entrance in the reception

"Samson Ejele"
Immediately she googled his name and was quite impressed with all she saw. He was pretty popular and well known in his profession, she wondered why she had never heard of him.

A couple of hours later Eniola approached the receptionist.

"Madam pls sit there when he is around i will call you, i said this earlier"

A frown appeared on Eniola's face. She didnt understand why the receptionist was specifically rude to her. She observed how well she had treated every other person who flocked in and out of the reception and even most of them were permitted to go in to meet with Samson; why was it different with her.

"But i have been here for hours and i can clearly see you've not notified him that i am here"
Eniola argued.

"Madam, no be job you come fine? You come look for work and your mouth dey sharp. Please sit down and humble yourself else you would sit there forever"

Eniola shut her eyes and sniffed in a deep breathe to cool down her adrenaline. She remembered one of the scripture the senior pastor read in his sermon the previous day.

"If any man be in christ, he is a new creature, old things are past away behold all things are become new"

Probably it was God reminding her to calm her nerves, because she already imagine pouncing on this receptionist and disllocating at least five jointed bone in her thin body.

"Sister Eniola?"

Oh well, a Saviour showed up, it was Samson coming out from his office.

"I have been waiting for you"

He continued

"Oh and i you, i have practically been here for hours, since 8am, this is past 12 now. Your receptionist, secretary or whichever post she serves, disclosed you have been extremely busy"

Samson could sense the displeasure in Eniola's tone.
He turned to his receptionist who was already fidgetting.

"Whats going on here Abiodun?"
He didnt give her the opportunity to respond

"I will deal with you later, pls Eniola i am very sorry for her attitude, please come with me to my office"

He beckoned. Eniola shot one last stern look at Abiodun before she followed Samson. She settled to deal with Abiodun in the very Godly way.

"This is remarkable, i have not seen anyone graduate with this extreme high GPA"

Samson commended and resolved to do his personal findings to be sure Eniola wasnt trying to sway him with a fake certifcate of result.

"Have you practiced anywhere before?"

Eniola was lost staring at his handsomeness, his neat appearance was excellent, he took her a while to realise he was talking to her

"Oh. Oh. No, i havent, but i am excellent in this field trust me. Probably with a few real life experiences i should be able to sharpen my excellence even more"

Samson loved her response, she seemed very confident in her ability. He dropped and cv and took a long stare at her that she had to wave her hands to ensure he was still consciously present.

"I have a personal question to ask"

Eniola heart missed, what does he mean by personal question, does he want to ask her out? Oh rather, he did some findings and discovered she used to be a prostitute. She tightened her grip as suspense swelled.

"Is your eyes real or its a lens?"

"Oh that"
Eniola eased up a bit.

"Oh its real, not lense"

Samson shoved her cv even further away and took a longer stare.

"Are you serious? Its real?"

Eniola nodded, was he thinking she was a mermaid or possessed by a marine spirit like many had said to her?

"Thats amazing... so, emm, you can start immediately, i would have your office prepared shortly"

The knock on Samson's office door interrupted the conversation. A young beautiful lady walked in. Eniola felt threatened immediately when Samson brimmed with smiles.

"Oh. Eniola, this is Sister Grace, my fiancee, grace, this is Eniola, she would be working in my firm for the meantime"

Eniola felt like slapping a tooth from Grace' mouth. She couldnt understand why Samson chose to be engaged! She reluctantly accepted Grace' handshake and held it a little too hard.
Why will her dream man be engaged for heaven's sake?. She lost interest in the job instantly. Apparently she realized she was there for Samson, not the job

_eniola behave yourself, this is an opportunity to pursue your career, you cant lose it_ she cautioned herself quietly.

Eniola went home all gloomy after the day's work, she didnt speak much with sarah, except for reminding her about her plans to move out to her apartment during the weekend. She studied her bible, prayed and went to sleep.

At midnight, she noticed three women, arrayed in red standing by her bed. They came with a knife and a calabash in their hands. Their faces were amassed with wrath. Eniola could see they did all they could to appear fearsome. Unfortunately for them, she had been looking for where to pour out all the adrenaline she had welled up in her veins the whole day. She sat up, picked up a broom and welcomed her visitors.

"Welcome, so which of you wants to die first?"

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LIVING FROM ABOVE
CHAPTER 7

written by onyeneke Abel

Eniola tried to focus through the service, her mind was divided already, she began to question if she was in the right church. Is this christianity? Demonic entities is regarded as pastors? She had a lot of questions. The senior pastor inspired her with the sound teaching of the word, but why couldnt he discern that his assistant pastor was demonic?.

Immediately after service Eniola stood up to leave but Sarah held her back.

"You need to join a church department, it would help you to be more committed in church services"

Sarah explained and asked which department she would love to join after giving her a list.

"The prayer warriors department"
Sarah was impressed, it appeared Eniola was indeed ready to mount her christian journey in a big way.

"Okay that is excellent, i would take you to Brother Samson right away"

Eniola kept looking around to find Maxwell, but he was practically gone. She was thinking of leaving the church for another, but something in her didnt permit her decision. It practically appeared God was throwing her into the lions den right away. This further propelled her choice in joining the prayer warriors department, she felt she would find the answers to her questions there.

"Brother Samson, this is Sister Eniola, she wants to join your department"
Eniola cleared her throat, Sarah didnt preinform her that Bro samson is extremely handsome. His side beards were slim but fitted perfectly, he was a little lanky but well shaped, he had a neat hair cut, the glasses he wore made him even more attractive; brown eyes, long lashes more than a man should have and when he spoke, his voice crowned it all.

"Hi, sister Eniola, we are glad to have you, this is where warriors are made"

Eniola shook his hands, oh! His hands were so soft and satisfying. Eniola cautioned herself, what was happening to her, its been more than a decades she felt this towards any man, why the sudden change? who is this Samson?.

"Sister Eniola, do you speak in tongues? And are you filled with holyghost?"

Eniola looked to Sarah for explanation, Sarah only smiled and handed her over to Samson.

"Emm, no sir, how do i do that?"

His smile was gentle and comforting.
"Dont worry, you will right now, hold my hands"

Samson requested and she obliged. Immediately he began to speak in languages she could not comprehend.

"Oh lord i ask that you fill your servant Eniola, with your spirit and with power"

That was the only word Samson spoke that she understood. Gradually, her tongue began to loosen up, and languages unheard of began to flow, she felt the heat through her veins, like electricity charging up.

"Thank you Jesus, thank you holy spirit, its done"

Eniola opened her eyes when Samson released his grip.

"Thats all, its that simple?"
Eniola questioned, she has imagined it would be days or months of continuous prayers before the holy spirit finds her worthy.

Samson laughed. Oh how marvelous he looked while laughing.

"Thats all sister Eniola. ensure you pray always, i sense an urgency of the spirit around you, there are forces fighting around you, you have to grow up quick, you have been thrown into the lions den. If you dont mount up as an eagle quickly, you will be devoured. Ensure you study your bible always and pray"

Samson said the exact thoughts she previously had in her mind when she saw maxwell. She had been thrown into the lions den.

"_Dear lord help me_" she prayed within her.

"So what do you do?"

Samson brought her to walk with him.

"Emm, i just started a business recently"

"You are done with school?"

"Yes, i have a first class degree in law"
Eniola felt the need to add the 'first class' so she communicate her worth.
Samson eyes brimmed with excitement

"You are done with law school?"

"Yes"

Samson was even more delighted and eniola could only wonder why.

"Thats awesome, i am in need of a professional Lawyer for my embassy, you can serve under me till you are able to get yours, i would pay you well, just for the meantime, thats if you are interested of course"

Eniola couldnt hold the smiles that enveloped her fine face. So he was a lawyer, it really explained his neat appearance. Of course she would definitely love to work under him; she wouldnt even mind doing it for free.

"Yes, yes i would love to."

"Then its settled then, this is my card, you can come on monday with your cv"

"Thank you so much"

"You are welcome, so, see you tomorrow, thats monday"

Eniola nodded and watched him till he was out of sight. Oh what a man! Could God be working out something good for her with Samson?

Sarah had left already so she had to go back home alone. She had gotten an apartment, but she was yet to move in. She planned to stay in Sarah's place for few more days till she had everything ready to move.

She was close to Sarah's compound which had a gate when a voice suddenly spoke from within her.

"Eniola, run"

She froze and looked back to see who spoke to her. It appeared she was taking too much time so the voice spoke again

"Run, now"

Instantly she took off, and ran as fast as her legs could carry, the moment she entered through the gate she realised a car have been tailing her, the group of masked hoodlums armed with weapons alighted the car but they were a little too late, she had successfully locked the gate from behind.
They banged the gate furiously. Shortly after they noticed they were beginning to attract onlookers so they hurried back to the car and zoomed off.

Eniola sat on Sarah's Veranda, trying to catch her breathe. She could not remember anyone she offended. Could it be maro? Certainly not, he wouldnt dare. Then who wants her dead?

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LIVING FROM ABOVE
CHAPTER 6

written by onyeneke Abel

Eniola opened her eyes and found herself sitting in a room with no door and windows. The walls were coated in glittering crystals that reflected her image. She looked at herself, she was still wearing the skimpy gown she wore in the hotel and she could notice she wasnt dirty. But her reflection on the crystals was covered in what she could decipher as mud. She was still trying to comprehend when a man walked through the walls into the room. He was coated in white and his eyes were made of fire. His feet were suspended in the air. Apparently he walked on air into the room, it was clear gravity had no effect on him. His aura was domineering and Eniola felt the pressure almost peeling off her skin.

"Do not be afraid"

Eniola raised her head and found this creature smiling at her. She felt the pressure ease up, she could breathe easy again.

"Who are you, are you here to kill me?"

"Nay"

"Are you God"

"Nay"

"Then who are you?"

"A servant of the lord most high, the lord sent me to you"

Eniola paused, she remembered how her mother had spoken of Angels and how they run errands for God which she never believed but depicted to be a fantasy. Could this be an Angel before her?

"So have you been the one doing all these things to me since yesterday?"

"Yes it is I, the lord sent me to you"

Eniola swallowed hard, indeed she found the culprit, but it wasnt God.

"I thought it was God"

"The universe cannot comprehend the excellency of the unapproachable light, for he is a consuming fire, no man sees him in his fullness and lives"

Eniola trembled at the description, she couldnt explain how she could understand all the Angel said, it was like his words were formed with understanding; every word he spoke, she understood, not with her mind, but with something else she couldnt explain.

"I am sorry, i didnt know God existed, i insulted him many times, i understand why he wants to kill me now"

"Do not be afraid, the lord is merciful and kind and it pleases the lord to find you worthy to be his child and battle axe"
The Angel reassured.

"But why me, i look i see my reflection in that crystal and i am very dirty, i am a prostitute, i insulted God many times, why did he still chose me to be his child"

The Angel swayed his hands over the left side of the room and the crystals assembled together and portrayed a perfect screen. Shortly Eniola saw, Mojisola, her mother on her knees praying on several occasions. Her mother looked way younger and her prayers was for a child who the lord would use as his battle axe.

Sometime after she saw her mother getting married, she saw an Angel giving her as a baby to her mother, Mojisola. She saw another force, much more dirty than she looks, in dark and irritating aura, contending for her. Suddenly, the screen stopped.

"No wait, wait, who are those people"

"In due time, all things would be made clear. Your mother built an altar of prayer on your behalf and before you were formed in your mothers womb you were destined to conquer a generation for the lord."

"But i am weak, i am not as powerful as you are, how can i conquer a generation?"

Eniola asked innocently.

"The lord has conferred great authority to you, even more powerful than the angels, in due time, all things would be made clear"

The Angel paused and swayed his hands again and the crystals coupled together to form a screen.

Eniola saw a man, brutally wounded, bruised and massacred. He was nailed to a cross with a thorn around his head. Tears formed in her eyes and began to pour, the scene she witnessed pierced her heart, who would do this inhumane act and wickedness to a man.

"Who was that?"
Eniola asked when the screen went off
"The lord Jesus christ, for by his sacrifice are you saved from sin and death, you have been bought with a precious price. For the love of God will not desire you to perish, so he was bruised, crucified and died in your place, so by his sacrifice you are justified"

Eniola noticed the crystals in the room began to the give way, and the Angel before her began to become less visible.

"Wait, where are you going? Wait"

She called amidst tears welled up in her eyes.

"Please, tell Jesus i am sorry please"

The Angel smiled and like the wind, he vanished.

"I am sorry Jesus. I am sorry"

"Sister Eni? Sister Eni?"

Eniola realised she was on bed, still in the hotel, she looked around, it was just sarah sitting beside her. She noticed her clothes soaked in sweat, she touched her eyes, she was indeed crying, a further proof that what she saw was real.

"Sarah, what happened?"

"Well, you have been talking in your sleep, i couldnt wake you. It seems whatever is happening is divine"

"Sarah, how do i belong to God, how do i see Jesus and thank him for dying for me"

Sarah couldnt hold in her excitement, she screamed and leap in joy.

"Thank you holyspirit!"
She yelled and hugged Eniola several times before she recalled Eniola asked a question.

"Oh yes, Sister Eni, the best way to show gratitude to Jesus is to accept his sacrifice for you, surrender your life to him, live for him, and tell others about this sacrifice he has done for them."

Eniola swallowed hard, it felt like that was a lot to do

"Okay so how long will it take me to surrender my life to Jesus, few months? Years?"

Sarah giggled at Eniola's innocent questions.

"No, all you have to say is confess with your mouth and believe in your heart. Thats all. If you are ready i will lead you now in the prayer of salvation"

Eniola sighed in relief, apparently it didnt look difficult.

" i am ready"

Sarah smiled and held Eniola hands

"Repeat this after me, O lord God, i believe with all my heart in jesus christ, Son of the living God. I believe he died for me and God raised him from the dead, i believe he is alive today. I confess with my mouth that Jesus christ is the lord of my life from this day. Through him and in his name, i have eternal life; i'm born again. Thank you lord for saving my soul! I'm now a child of God. Hallelujah!"

Eniola felt a sudden rush of peace washed down her spirit, she couldnt explain the joy she felt. She hugged Sarah countless time in gratitude.

"Sarah, i cant go back to live in my house, i need to get a new place"

"Its fine, you can stay with me till you get a new place"

Few days later Eniola successfully moved from her previous quarters. Her colleagues were shocked Eniola had become born again, they felt Eniola was the last person God would want to save. Temi was the first to follow in Eniola footsteps and gave her life to christ. They all thought if God could accept Eniola, he would accept them too. Soon, the prostitutes quarters became empty.

Things were going fine, Eniola got a shop and started a new business, she was happy, more happy than she had ever been, it was like her wounded soul had found healing. She still had a lot of questions, but she believed as she progressed she would find answers to them all.

One beautiful sunday morning she joined Sarah to church as usual and to her most greatest surprise she saw the unbelievable mounting the pulpit. She quickly pinched Sarah and asked.

"Who is that please?"

"Oh that's pastor Maxwell, the assistant pastor of our church'

Eniola eyes went wide, she could not believe what her ears heard.

"What? Assistant pastor? You gotta be kidding me"

"Eni is everything okay?"
Sarah sounded concerned now.

"No, its fine, i am fine" Eniola responded and tried to act normal. Her head began to spurn several thoughts, this was the same maxwell she met that night, the demonic maxwell.

She began to prepare herself mentally, this christian journey is about to get tough.

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LIVING FROM ABOVE
CHAPTER 5

Written by onyeneke Abel

Eniola woke up the next morning feeling pale, she was shocked she survived the night, it looked like it was the end for her; her night wear was drenched with sweat, it took her another one hour to help herself to the bed. She laid on her bed for few more hours reminiscing all that transpired. She felt she needed to escape from her room and never come back, whatever transpired was beyond what she could fathom or explain, escaping was the only option she had.

The moment she found her strength recovering gradually she pulled herself up and attempted to hurry to the bathroom when she remembered the tract. She stopped abruptly panting for fear as she looked around for it, she found it in her wastebin, shredded in pieces. Eniola could not comprehend what was happening, she could recall she tore the tract to pieces; same tract became whole and spoke to her, now the tract is back to the shredded pieces.

"What the hell is going on? Is this all a dream?"
She questioned her sanity.
There was no time to waste, she hurriedly pick some few clothes, scooped the cheque she got from maxwell and hurried to the bank. She had no one to go to, so she resolved to stay in an hotel for some days while she scavenge for a new apartment.

Luckily, she was able to cash out the check. A sudden feeling of relief washed down her spine. There is a lot she can now achieve, especially escaping from her room and whatever was in it.

"Could it be God?"
Eniola questioned in soliloquy while she sat on a wide bed in the hotel she had paid for. She waved it off, God is not real, its all a lie.

***
Maxwell was fidgetting before the presence of his masters, for what he knew, the spirits he served do not give room for forgiveness. He knew he had to pay for his incompetence.

"You failed!"

The voice coated with wrath thunder at him.

" i am sorry, give me another chance! I will definitely get her"
Maxwell pleaded, he was in his secluded room which he termed his prayer room. It was a no entry for a third party. Just to be certain no one found this room, he specifically built a mansion to house this room for himself.

"Too late! The holy one has her! You shall bare no child for the rest of your time"

"Please, no please, i need an heir, you can't do this to me! Just give me more time, i will get her, please"

Maxwell pleaded with hot tears pouring down his eyes.

"She has to die, it is her life or yours"
The voice responded and vanished.
Maxwell stood trembling with both fear and wrath. He made up his mind to ensure Eniola dies in at most one week, he was going to use whatever means possible to ensure he doesnt fail.

***
Sarah was panting as she hurried out of her office, she worked as a secretary and it was almost impossible to leave work as early as she did, but she was grateful to God for supernaturally making her boss give in to her request when she asked to be excused shortly.

The holy spirit has given her clear description on where to find Eniola and when she had tried to linger the voice came subtly

"Go now"

She took off immediately after her boss had given her a go ahead to go attend to a pressing matter as she had described.
***

Eniola lost her peace, she couldnt sleep, she was scared for no reason. She paced her hotel room and did all she could to avert her mind from all that troubled her but it was fruitless.

She sat back on the bed and attempted to lie back. Suddenly, the walls in the hotel room began to enclose towards her. She sprang up to her feet and picked her bag to run but the bag spoke

"THE WAGES OF SIN IS DEATH"

She flinged the bag as fast as she could with all the strength her hands could command.

"No no no, not again! Not again!!"
She cried as she held her head, the noise in her ears sounded like a loud whistle with no end, she felt like she was going to lose her sanity.

She hurried to the telephone landline by the side of her bed to call the hotel reception for help, but as soon as she touched the telephone landline, it spoke.

"The wages of sin is death"

She fell and began to shiver.

"No, you are not real, this is not real, i am not mad, no, this is all a dream. Help me, somebody help me"

She was crying uncontrollably, it dawned on her that there was no escape for her. It didnt matter the location, who was after her had the power to transcend location and time.

"Sister Eni? Sister Eni?"

Eniola recognised the voice, it felt like a saviour had arrived. Strength returned to her legs, she ran to the door and opened to find sarah.

"Sarah, help me, help me!!"

Sarah almost lost her balance when Eniola jumped and held her like she was a priced possession. She had never seen Eniola is such fear before, she peeped into the room and found everything normal, nothing out of the ordinary. She eventually realised what was going on. It was clear the God Eniola dared to a fight had actually responded to her challenge. But then, who can battle with the lord and win? She thought.

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CHAPTER 4

Eniola winched in pain as she dug out maro's tooth from her hand. She didnt plan to fight but regardless, she was glad Maro would be in greater pain, at least, he would be bedridden for some weeks. It was a good way to pass a strict warning to all those who secretly harbor the thoughts to dare her.

"Sister Eni? Sister Eni?"
A frown appeared on Eniola's face, she knew in an instance who it was but went ahead to question in a very serious tone.

"Who is there?"

"Its me, Sarah"

"I am not in the mood, pls leave"
Eniola made her stance clear as she massage her hands with a cloth dipped in ice water.

"Sis eniola please just spare me a little time, just a little, i promise i wont take up to 10minutes"
Sarah tried to be more convincing, her heart began to throb fast when Eniola didnt respond for few minutes, all she could hear were little movement from inside Eniola's room.

Several thoughts flooded her mind, could Eniola be planning to chase her with a table knife like she did the last time. She took few steps backward and waited. Few minutes gone with no response she drew nigh to the door again and placed a soft knock.

"Leave, while you still can"
Eniola's response was enough to send cold chills down her spine and she was wise to heed. She wasn't willing to leave without passing a message, so she reach in her bag for a tract she brought with her and slide it under the door into Eniola's room. She dashed off immediately for her safety and prayed silently in heart that God takes over from her little effort.

Eniola noticed the tract. After a while, curiosity won and she decided to go for the it.

"The wages of sin is death"
She read the bold title and immediately got offended. Death is the very thing she doesnt fear, and she hates it when anyone or anything points it at her face. She tore the tract to pieces and tossed it into her waste bin basket.

Later that night she laid planning the next day, she'd definitely visit the bank first to cash out her 5million naira and then get herself some more sultry clothes for her business, she would definitely start a new business as well, probably she would get herself a shop and sell feminine clothes. She didnt feel the need to go out for her night job since she already had such huge amount of money in store for her, she chose to sleep early instead since she had a big day ahead of her.

Something caught her attention, but when she looked towards it, it seemed normal, it was coming from her waste bin. She took her eyes of it but stylishly stared with her side-eye view. There was no power supply, just a candle light on her reading table, so a large percent of her room was covered in darkness.

Again the waste bin, a flicker of light began to erupt. Eniola sat up immediately. She wasnt sure of what to do, what on earth is glittering in her waste bin?. She mustered courage and approached the waste bin. It was the tract! She wiped her eyes three times to be sure she saw well; she recalled how she shredded the tracts to bits, surprisingly the tract she was staring at was whole. She took two step backwards in an attempt to stay away from what her eyes saw, it definitely cannot be real, She pinched herself to ensure she wasnt dreaming

"Shit, this is real"
After pinching herself so hard, she realised.

The tract continued to flicker radiantly. She didnt want to give in to fear, life had dealt with her to that extent, fear wasnt a factor anymore. She took a deep breathe and went for the tract, she covered part of her eyes with her left hand to prevent the light from hurting her eyes.

The light dissapeared the moment she picked up the tract. She realised she was panting already. With the last strand of courage she had left she opened the tract. Suddenly, a large mouth spoke from the opened tract, with a thunderous voice that reverberated in Eniola's ears.

"THE WAGES OF SIN IS DEATH!"

The tract fell off her hands, she broke out in hot sweat, dripping from the top of her head to the soles of her feet, her heart began to throb hard against her chest, so hard that she could hear it. She tried to dash out of the room but strength evaporated from her legs. she staggered and fell.

"THE WAGES OF SIN IS DEATH"

Again the tract spoke, this time so loud Eniola could barely hear a thing for few more minutes, her head began to bang, like it would fall off, she tried to get up but she discovered her leg lost all its strength, she could only crawl, heading towards the door. She tried to scream for help but she soon realised that she couldnt hear her voice, she only opened her mouth and nothing came out.

For the first time in a decade, Eniola was scared, so scared that her mental capacity couldn't keep up anymore. She fainted.

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CHAPTER 3

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Maxwell and his bodiless beings stood perplexed for few minutes more, it was bewildering to witness a human who had no fear, who had no hope, and isn't scared of death; they needed fear to mount the required pressure to bend her to their will.

The tensed atmosphere eased up, senerity returned and maxwell switched back to being the bubbling man he originally appeared to be.

"Emm Eniola"

He sat on the bed and touched her.

"What is it? Are you done?"
Her question made him chuckle, indeed this beautiful fierce character would be best tool for his agenda.

"Sorry, i didnt mean to scare you, we just need to discuss something with you"

"We?"

She asked, still maintaining her position on the bed.

"Oh yes, we. I was sent to you by master to help you, we have heard your cry, seen all you have been through over the years. We are here to help, we can make you one of the richest and powerful woman in this world, give you heads of your enemies. All you need is to perform some tasks for us..."
maxwell was sure he made perfect sense

"Not interested, i work for no one, and no one can tell me what to do, if thats all you have to say i advise you creep back to the hole you came from and allow me sleep, else i will spill blood here, trust me, i am not joking. And you must pay me for my night here"

She turned her back to him and adjusted to sleep. Maxwell wanted to persuade her further, but her threat sounded serious so he resolved to take it slow with her.

"Soo, aren't you going to serve me for the night?"

Few minutes of silence followed before Eniola warned for the last time

"After the circus show you just performed? You must be mad, this is your last warning, cos the adrenaline oozing thru my veins now might push me to commit murder, dont touch me again"

Eniola had strange dreams before dawn, dreams she didnt pay attention to, she was more concerned about getting her money for the night spent. At dawn maxwell had left her a cheque of the promised 5million naira. She wasnt concerned about his whereabouts, she found her way out of the duplex and was careful to mark certain landmarks so she can always bounce back to the duplex in search of maxwell if it is appears that the cheque he gave her is fake.

***

"Dear holy spirit, this Eniola you are reminding of, can't i just continue to pray for her? Must i meet her in person"

Sarah caught herself soliloquizing on her way to what might seem like a bloody encounter. She barely escaped with her body intact the last time she tried preaching the gospel to Eniola. Sarah chose to target all prostitutes in her area but Eniola is not just an hard nut to crack but equally a dangerous one. Regardless, she found herself going towards Eniola's apartment, it was 9am in the morning, she was sure Eniola must be home. She resolved to observe a safe distance this time.

***
Eniola could see her lodge in sight, she already made a plan for the money she got on a platter of gold. First was to leave the trench she lives to a better one, particularly because of the bathroom she named a mini hell.

"Eni, please wait"
Eniola turned to see micheal pacing to catch up with her. She sighed in exasperation. Micheal has been a thorn in her flesh, she has slapped, pushed and insulted him, she recently threatened to stab him, but micheal has refused to let her be.

"Eni, my love. Anytime i call you its always busy, did you block my line again?"

It was the 15th phone number she blocked, all from same micheal.

Eniola felt too tired at the moment to respond to him so she continued without saying a word.

"Eni talk to me pls, is it because i don't have money now, Eni i love you, if its money dont worry i will make it soon, there is a lot of things i am working on just to be the perfect man for you"

Eniola remained quiet as she got closer to her passage house. She never believed in love, every man she ever met were only after her body. No one loved her genuinely when she was decent, it would be incredibly stupid to believe anyone would love now as a prostitute.

"Eni! Oya roger, roger!"

Eniola held her forehead to express even deeper frustration when Maro, the popular hefty hooligan, who termed himself as a tax collector impeded the entrance to her house.

"Oga, comot from my front, i no dey in the mood this morning"
Eniola warned.

"Maro, you no see say i dey with my girlfriend, why you dey block road? Which kyn rubbish be this?"

Micheal stepped in as prince charming to the rescue. His well shaved beards looked thick but his lanking body could cleary depict that he is in trouble if he dares go against Maro. But he wasnt willing to pass by the opportunity to prove his love to Eniola.

"Who be this one, Na ashawo you dey call girlfriend? If you no comot here now i go slap that your mouth"
Maro fumed and nudge micheal backwards. It was a tough nudge that micheal barely escaped a nearby ditch filled with mud.

"Madam pay your tax make i commot here"
Maro swiftly returned back to hold back eniola from leaving the scene when she wanted to.

"I go give you 3 seconds to leave my hand"
Eniola warned.

"See this ashawo o, or wetin? You well so?"

"One! two?"

Maro felt insulted, he couldn't imagine a woman underrating him to this extent. In a bid to impose his fearsomeness, he pulled Eniola's bag.

It was quick and unexpected. Eniola picked Maro up onto her shoulders and slammed him hard in the mud. She took a quick scan and found a bottle a step away from her. She dashed towards it and landed it on Maro's head before he could make a move. Blood spilled on her skimpy gown but it wasnt enough to ease all the adrenaline she had nursed since the night with maxwell.

She pounced on him, landing her fist on his chin repeatedly till she knocked off some tooth from his colored set of teeth, one of his tooth pierced her fist and got stuck, it didnt stop her. All maro's attempt to fight back was predicted and countered by eniola, she pulled him deeper into the mud and pushed his bald head deep into it, pushing a handful of mud down his throat; it was at this point onlookers had to interven, it practically looked like Eniola was about to commit murder.

While panting she picked her bag which had been messed up in the mud and looked around for micheal, he was nowhere to be found; Probably he realised his professed love for Eniola would only shorten his lifespan.

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LIVING FROM ABOVE
CHAPTER 2

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Written by Onyeneke Abel

The silence that followed became even more uncomfortable, but Eniola chose to remain brave even though little dots of perspiration began to appear on her forehead.

She stood perplexed for some minutes more before she gradually lessened her grip and dropped the table knife.

"Didnt think you had the courage to show yourself, coward"

She hissed, picked her bag and made sure she slammed the door behind her to further prove she wasn't scared of anyone.

"She is brave, we can use her to further our agenda"

Voices without physical bodies conversed as soon as she left.

"She has a great destiny with the holy one, she would only give us trouble in the future, we should kill her now"

Another disagreed.

"she has defied the holy one"
Contemplation welled even greater, the presence unseen yet strikes an aura of contempt.

"Yet the holy one shields her, a strand of her hair we cannot touch, we have taken all she has, her dreams, her family, her hope! Yet he protects her, he has use for her"

Wrath and contempt continued.

"The holy one will not break the law, we can use her, offer her the riches of this life to get to serve us, then, the holy one will remove his wings over her"

In unison they agreed, the presence dissipated and calmness returned.

Eniola was spending quite sometime trying adjust her skimpy gown, could there still be a sense of decency in her? afterall she wasnt raised to be wayward, her parents had high expectations; as the only child, she was seen as the light at the end of tunnel, so they did all they could humanly do to ensure she had all she needed to break through the highest point of academic excellence. Unfortunately, life in its cruelty razed all they built to naught, even the God they claimed they serve couldnt save them.

"Eni, abeg go front make you no spoil business for us, you know say na only you dem dey carry for this area"

Eniola arrived the popular movida lounge in kubwa, abuja. She took her position with her colleagues but they had resolved to do away with her before she arrived.

Eniola took a long stare and could perceive the unison in their expression, she hissed and moved few metres away from the rest of the crew.

She knew she wouldn't be standing for long, it has always been that way. Her colleagues believed she uses a special charm which she has refused to disclose to them, for that reason, they hated her; she didnt care anyway, she was ready to spill blood if anyone dared her and her colleagues were wise enough to avoid getting in trouble.

"Hello beautiful, hop in"
Eniola raised her head to notice the plumpy looking man, practically in his late fifties, his range rover and the agbada he wore was enough to assure Eniola of a big catch.

"Hii"

Eniola forced a smile to brighten her countenance. Although she felt it wasnt genuine but it was enough to have her client hooked.

"I charge..."

"Just hop in dear, i would pay you 5million naira, if it is not enough for you, i would double it"

The bubbling client interrupted Eniola. He looked pleased with what he saw and looked eager to lavish all he had on her.

Eniola's smiled disappeared, she became slightly paranoid. She has never met anyone willing to pay such an amount at a glance.

"Don't worry i am not a ritualist, i just love what i see"

Eniola felt he read her mind. She shook of the thoughts she had. This is an opportunity standing before her, damn the consequences, she is scared of no one.

Steadily she hopped in, and resolved to get to their destination in silence, so she could focus on scheming every possible way of defense, just incase this trip of hers becomes threatening.

"I am chief maxwell, whats your name?"

"Eniola"
Eniola responded, deliberating avoiding eye contact.

"Hmm, beautiful name, are you schooling or...."

"Sorry i dont disclose my personal life to my clients. I do my job and get paid, thats all"

She felt her tone might irritate her client but she didnt care.

"Oh thats fine, thats fine"

Her eyes caught the big bible just by the car's handrest.

"A pastor?"
She asked and expected he would probably respond otherwise

"Yes, dont mind me, i couldnt resist your beauty, i dont always do this you know. But you know even as a man of God, sometimes i need to..."

Eniola felt he was explaining the part of his life she didnt want to hear. Though she was further convinced that all christians are just religious hypocrites, it was still none of her business.

"Don't worry sir, i am not biting you, sorry i asked"

She noticed he already drove into a modern looking mansion. She made up her mind to give her best to her client who has so magnanimously decided to spoil her with such an enormous amount.

Just as she expected, the mansion beamed in class and prestige. She wondered if there would ever be a time she would own a house just as exquisite.

Maxwell lead her upstairs, the room was just as large as the sitting room, with split Air conditioners giving a cold chill.

"I'll go freshen up"
She said and he nodded in response. She took her time to clean up well, probably maxwell will retain her if she pleases him enough.

Her eyes failed her for few seconds when she came out of the bathroom to see maxwell all dressed in a black attire, white chalk on both his eyes. The bathroom door shut own its on accord behind her. The atmosphere suddenly became tensed and hot, even the air conditioners were helpless, she felt a sudden pressure around her, making it a bit difficult to maintain her breathe. Voices became audible in echoes and it appeared maxwell wasnt the only one in the room.

Maxwell had a more serious tone now, his voice sounded more coarsed.

"Eniola, we have been waiting for you..."

Eniola chuckled and shook her head; it appeared none of the current happening shook her a bit, instead she pointed at maxwell and said out loud.

"When you are done with your circus show, you pay me my money"

She hissed, tied her towel around her chest firmly and lied on the bed to sleep.

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LIVING FROM ABOVE

Written by Onyeneke Abel

Chapter 1

"Eniola bankole babangida! you are the best graduating student in the history of this school. And not just any course, its a resounding first class degree in law! you have a great future ahead of you my dear, i believe you would do so much for in our society"

Eniola recalled the words of her dean few years back, like tiny droplets of rain drop she had watched that beacon of hope wash down to staled ash. Eventually, its true what the local adage says "school na scam"

Those folks made her spend her sweat, thick as blood, coated with determination to surpass every academic record lagos state university(lasu) had before her arrival. But then it dawned on her quite early that she had her thoughts backward, a good result doesn't guarantee a good life, whoever said it is must be mad, she won't mind spilling blood if anyone dare claim otherwise.

"Eni? Eni?"

A knock on her wooden door snapped her out of reverie, she already knew who it was, only temi could knock her door till it squeaks.

She stood up, picked up a wrapper to wrap herself and slightly opened the door.

"Wetin apen?" Her voiced sounded husky and defiant. They all knew her to be a tiger who is ready to devour whoever decides to be a prey. But suprisingly, only Temi goes against the odds to always dare her.

"You no go let me enter?"
Temi asked when she noticed eniola expression stood as a bulwark.

"Enter where? Madam wetin apen? Talk before i change my mind"

Temi wasn't ready to stress a conversation for too long, she was already dressed for her night job.

"Jessica wey no come back since two days, today we dey hear say dem see her body for junction, them don even cut her breast and everything she dey use work"

There was a few seconds of silence before Temi continued

"And the girl be dey go church small small o, i be think say God go still pity am"

The silence continued and Temi wasnt finding it funny, Eniola showed no sign of sympathy.

"So eni you no get anything to talk put for this matter"

Eniola gently slipped her head back into her room and locked her door. The last person her heart had the capacity to bleed for was her mother. Her mother who even the said God could not save. Her mother did everything any christian could do, she served the so called God to an extreme that it irritated her, even on her dying bed she begged God to save her, there was no response.

"Na you sabi o, i dey tell you make you dey careful, you know na only you dey always get job every night , you never tell us which juju you dey use, make dem no go use you do money"

Temi shouted by eniola's window and she scathed off before eniola could respond with any form of physical attack.

Eniola practically knew the life she chose came with its risk; regardless, she was ready for whatever comes her way. Afterall, an orphan like herself has got nothing to live for. She took a quick glance at her phone and realised it was time for her night job.

Swiftly she reached for her small bucket, a bar shop and hurried to the bathroom at the far end of the passage house. Few metres from the bathroom she could already perceive the stench which had the capability to make her pass out. The fact that she could exceed three(3) minutes in that mini hell they surprisingly call a bathroom means she had leveled up in tenacity.

It didn't her long to fit into her skimpy dress; she sat by her mirror and took a long stare at herself, she was quite a beauty to behold, she recalled how one of her client mentioned she was stubbornly beautiful, her blue eyes was equally one reason even her fellow colleagues felt she was possessed by a marine spirit. Most times, she had to lie she used eye lenses so her clients wont be scared to pick her up for the night. Every part of her seemed irresistible, like a charm she found out no man had seen her without staring in amazement. Another client called her a goddess and was willing to marry her but she slapped him instead, so his senses would clap back to his brain. The long wig she chose was deliberate, she had to cover up the knife scar she had from her uncle who defiled her and used her as a sex machine for three (3)years shortly after God took her mother. Yes, she didnt believe any God exist, but if anyone is to take the blame for her mother's demise she would gladly blame the said God, afterall her mother claimed she was serving him.

She was all ready for the night job; while she bent to fit her heels a sharp call rang in her ears, so sharp that it made her ears hurt.

"Eniola" she froze and waited for a second call, she needed to be sure it wasnt her imaginative prowess doing too much again. No sound, just the sound of her wall clock ticking.

"Eniola"
This time the voice felt closer, she could feel the warmth of a person around her. she was sure someone called her,

"Who be that?"
She waited again, suddenly there was nothing, steadily she raised her curtains and peeped through her window, there was no one. Just to be very satisfied she opened her door, came out, looked sideways for few minutes and asked one final time

"Who dey call me?"

No one responded, she could only hear the loud prayers of cynthia, a colleague they had nicked name a prayer warrior. Cynthia always prayed hard for God's protection and for supernatural visibility to meet politicians who would pay her handsomely for her night's job. Eniola has always thought this was extremely stupid because at dawn same cynthia always return back complaining how dubious or broke her clients were; seems cynthia isnt yet aware that none of these spiritual exercise works, eventually she would.

"Eniola"

The voice again! This time Eniola scooped a table knife and turned swiftly ready to attack.

"Who are you, come out and face me if you have the guts, you think say i dey fear you?"

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Living from Above

Written by onyeneke Abel

Prologue

"What is the fate of humans? are they mere pawns weaved, exploited and manipulated either by choice or otherwise? It has been written in ancient scrolls that life is ruled by a jurisdiction foreign to man, a world split in two, desired by many but controlled by one.

In parables many have presumed the world we reside is a coveted abode for forces beyond the physical strength of man, it is also said that there has been an ancient war that presides the creation of time!

There are those who live from above, and then those who live from beneath, and humans are caught up in between two sides whose grudges are irreconcilable.

Humans are born innocent but weaved into war from birth, rather unfair but some questions we are told we would never have answers to. Do we really have the power to control our own destiny?"

Eniola sighed in disbelief, apparently she couldn't fathom who on earth wrote the book she was reading. she turned over the book and took a quick glance at the author again; the passport photograph carefully fitted to the left side of the back page didn't give her much of a chill, the young man on a big googles staring at her didnt sound like a fella who could spurn words together to form this rubbish, he must have been on some illegal drugs or some high level of strong weed.

She turned over to the cover page, and muttered the title of the book "living from above" probably to remind herself that there isn't anything special about this dried ink spread on a piece of knitted papers.

She ran a quick peek through her mind to frame a picture of where she got the book, she couldn't recall, it felt like a fragment of that memory has been erased. Well, it doesn't matter, whoever gave her this book must be equally mad.

"Me, eniola bankole babangida, i don't believe in all these shit"

She muttered, hissed and tossed the book to the far corner of her single room. In this life, she has dared to have a strange mindset, one that those religious franatics cannot comprehend! She is an unapologetic prostitute, she chose this life for herself, its her body, and she chose to put it on sale to whoever has the ability to buy, she decides the outcome of her life, it is nobody's business.

All the stories she heard in her 26 years on earth does not change the fact that she chose to believe there are no deities, its all a fantasy! There is no such thing as destiny. There is no devil, there is no God.

And no one can control or decide how she lives her life. Even if there is a God up there like those religious folks presume there is, it has got nothing to do with her, the said God cannot tell her not to smoke her cigarette or sleep with all kind of men to survive.

Her mind has been made up, if the said God wants to fight, he knows where she stays, she is ready to fight and beat the hell out of him.

"Common e fit no even get power, i go beat am"

She mumbled with a fist. Perharps! Her journey in life would bring her surprises, whatever it is, with her chest shielding her willpower, she would face it head on.

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MOONWALKER 2
[THE DARK MOON]

CHAPTER 24

"It's the girl, it's her, I told you, Simon, she's going to kill us all?"
Elias was quick to speak up. All eyes turned to him that he had to raise his hands questionably.
"What? That's the truth, you all see the power the girl possesses"
Simra looked to Elias direction, she wondered why it was always Elias speaking against Kara, why does he want her dead at all cost.
"If you would permit me, Simon"
She turned to Simon and got permission to speak.
"While going through Kara's wound, I noticed she was stabbed with a relic dagger; a relic dagger is the only thing that can kill an immortal. Now here is the interesting part, the relic dagger was soiled with the citrus flower, the deadliest poison on this planet. This means this was deliberate, someone wants Kara dead. This has not been the first attempt. What if Kara is the victim, what if there is an enemy that wants her dead since she is the only person that stands in the way. I just saw a vision, Simon. There is light and there is darkness. They are two personalities. Once the light is gone, darkness rules. Have we ever sat down to think that the enemy has been pushing us to kill the light, to kill the only person capable enough to stop darkness? What harm has Kara done other than good? She single-handedly saved the kids during the race. What other sign do you want to prove that she is the light and that someone is trying to put off that light so darkness would reign"
Silence enveloped the hall of prophecy. Simon felt stupid like a scale fell off from his eyes.
"A war is coming my Lord, what I saw is a war against the whole universe, and it wasn't Kara leading the army, it was an army of demons, led by their king Zelda!"
Simra's words sounded like thunder in the ears of the elders...
"What! What is this oaf saying? Zelda? Zelda has been locked away in the underworld for over a thousand years! There is no he can get out of the underworld woman! Kara is the threat here, don't you see it?"
Elias spoke up again.
"She has a point, Simon, we might just be fighting against our own savior, the girl has been here for years, she has clearly done more good than harm"
Another elder named Cephas spoke up.
Simon was quiet, all eyes were on him. Finally, he spoke out
"The competition would continue, if the girl survives, she would join the knights of the refuge. Simra could not help the smile that crept up to the corner of her lips, she bowed and hurried to her chambers to break the good news to Kara.
***
Elias was careful as he found his way through his secret tunnel, he had an important meeting, his plans have been ruined! Simra ruined it and she mist pay!
"You better have some good news for me, it's dangerous to call me out here at night, someone might see me, demon"
Elias clenched out.
"Yes Elias, there is good news, I found him, I found Zelda"
It was the Rakshasa, it had to break the news to Elias.
Elias's eyes went wide?
"Where is the demon, speak!"

"Easy Elias, he is right here in the refuge"
Elias jaw dropped now, he couldn't believe he had been with the answers he had sought for many years.
With a lower tone, he required.
"Just give me the name"

Without hesitation, the demon muttered
"Jason"

Moonwalker 2
Continues

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MOON WALKER 2
[THE DARK MOON]

CHAPTER 23

Simra paced in thoughts, she pondered on how Jason was able to get the blood of a Rakshasa. It is impossible to obtain the blood of a Rakshasa without killing it. And for all she knows, a Rakshasa cannot be killed. Now she understands why anyone who ventures into the land of the fallen kings never return. The land of the fallen kings flowed with green pastures until a witch cursed it with the demon Rakshasa. It took just a day for the Rakshasa to completely wiped out the entire race and sank the city to the ground! Yes! A Rakshasa is that powerful. How then did Jason obtain it's blood.
"Simra?"
Lia snapped her out her reverie.
"Yes Lia, you can talk without touching me, are you aware?"
Simra had to reemphasize.
"Oh okay, what is it, you look troubled"

"It's the boy"

"You mean Jason?"
Simra nodded to Lia's question.
"What about him?"

"I have a bad feeling about that kid"
Lia eyes went wide, she could not believe what she heard from Simra.
"I can't believe you are saying this, that guy just saved Kara"

"That's the point, saving Kara, how did he do that?"
Lia made a pause and stammered a little when she got the point Simra was trying to make.
"Maybe he got lucky"

"Come on Lia, no one has ever gone to the land of the fallen kings and come back. And that is not even the issue here, the issue is he came back with the blood of a Rakshasa, a Rakshasa Lia, no one, absolutely no one has ever been able to kill or acquire the blood of the Rakshasa, except..."
Simra looked to Lia who had the same confused look she had.
"Except Zelda, only Zelda Lia, only the master of them all can kill and acquire the blood of a Rakshasa"
Lia got the point but she could not bring herself to believe tiny Jason is the master of every demon to ever walk the planet.

"He is just a kid Simra"

"Lia think about it, he was able to steal Kara powers without the use of a gaelic stone, you remember right? Now it makes perfect sense"
Lia shook her head in disbelief, she felt she had heard enough.
"Simra that kid put his life on the line to save Kara, the least you can do is appreciate him, not to harbour suspicions without any clear proof, let the boy be, I mean it's Jason we are talking about here, the boy is just a teen"
Simra was going to reply but a few guards standing just outside her Chambers caught her attention.

"Simon has requested your presence in the elders meeting"
Simra quickly waved them off
"I'll be there shortly"
But they seemed adamant and would not go.
"I'm sorry keeper but it is a matter of urgency"
Straightway they teleported her to the hall to join the elders. She perceived a troubled atmosphere at her entrance. Simon looked disturbed, same with all the elders.
"Simra, where is the girl? She lives?"
Simon's question made Simra felt he actually cared for Kara but she soon realized it was the opposite.
"She lives my Lord"

"No, she can't...follow me Simra"
Steadily Simra followed to the hall of prophecy. Simon stopped at the focal point and pointed to the new inscription on the prophecy stone placed all around the hall.
"This was discovered at cock crow, a new prophecy scripted by the spirits"
Simra went close and read aloud.
'With the rise of the dark moon shall the child of light yield to darkness, and then, light shall seize to exist"
Simra looked back Simon who had the same troubled look on his face.
She knew part of the reason she was summoned was to connect to the stone in which the prophecy was scripted and get a vision of what is to come.
She went closer to the stone and laid her hands on it.
On touching the stone her hands got fastened to it. She began to groan and got the attention of the elders.
"I see blood everywhere, I see darkness, I see..."
She removed her hands and made a pause, her eyes were wide open, she was lost in thoughts that she didn't notice the blood that dripped from her nose, or the continuous call for Simon to get her attention.
"You see what Simra?"
Simon had to call when she wasn't saying anything.
"I see blood, I see darkness that cuts across this planet to the beyond. I see war; war that no being has ever witnessed in the history of our fathers, I see evil prevailing over light, I see the end of the refuge"

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MOON WALKER 2
[THE DARK MOON]

CHAPTER 22

Jason strength had doubled within few seconds, he whipped back the Rakshasa with a more powerful force that it crashed against the throne set at the far end of the hall.
Slowly his clothes ripped apart, the size of his body began to rupture, he began to writhed in pain as his veins tore out of his skin to fit into the beast that fought it's way out. The Rakshasa stood back and watched with it's eyes wide open. Soon the fair looking green eyed kid turned into a vicious beast. He roared, it was with so much energy that the tables and armours set in the hall blew out to dust, his fangs stood out with a blood eyed hunger for blood.
He sped at the Rakshasa within milliseconds, greater than the speed of lightening. The Rakshasa attempted to teleport out of the way for safety but Jason was too fast, he seized the Rakshasa by the neck before it made the attempt and whipped it against the wall like a piece of paper.
The Rakshasa sped for safety and made Jason halt.
"Alas! What do I see! A legend of Zelda, the king Dracula, the last of it's kind"
Jason was not in for any more jokes, he picked the Rakshasa and snapped its neck, but he clearly needed more than that to kill a Rakshasa.
"You'll be needing more than that to finish me off Zelda"
The demon had to break the news to him.
"You seek the cure?"
On hearing the Rakshasa talking on his terms he let his rage down and slowly he returned back to his former self.
"Oh put some clothes on, you'll find one over there"
The demon directed while it took back the damsel form.
"Yes, it's what I seek, how do I get it?"

"You need it for the girl? Why? She must be an important one"
Jason made no comment, he focused on fitting into the robe he was provided.
"No one would venture into the land of the fallen kings, I mean I have never given anyone the opportunity to leave here with a body, only their spirits are permitted to join the spirits world. So why travel to your death? It can only be desperation, suicide, oh and love!"
Jason's silence was all the Rakshasa needed to have the answer
"It is love...you must be mad Zelda"

"Stop calling me that"

"But that's who you are, the greatest demon to ever walk the earth. You were born on the same day with the girl of light, you made the moon dark, you are the curse, the darkness, the doom they all fear, and they all think it's her, while you, you are the devil they fear, you are right under their nose and they can't figure it out. Oh what a bliss! what business do you have with her Zelda? she is your opposite, she is your unending fate!"

"Mind your business!"
Jason shouted back at the Rakshasa.

"Oh Zelda, why do you do this for a girl that is your doom? You are darkness and she is light"
Jason was full of rage now. The Rakshasa had to keep it's mouth shut and he was going to make sure that happens!
His eyes went stone red as he roared with fangs erupting from his hands.
"I said mind your business!"

"Oh sorry my Lord"
Jason was a little surprised when the demon knelt before him.
"What is this? What are you doing?"

"Oh you do not know?You are our master, with you we would claim this planet and beyond, we would match with a shout of victor as we awaken our commander Gaza! It's you we've been waiting for Zelda, to lead us. Gaza tried but failed but then the prophecy promised us you, and here you are..."
Jason shook his head in disbelief.
"You are mad"

"No Zelda..."

"That's enough, give me the cure and I have said, stop calling me that name"
Jason requested for his purpose for being there.
"Well I am the cure, funny isn't it? My blood is the cure to the relic dagger, I am your eye my Lord, so you do not get wounded in battle, I should go with you"

"You must be dreaming, I think it's time you wake up demon. I can never associate with a beast like you"

"But you are the lord of all beasts"

"Oh give me the cure demon!"
His eyes went stone red again that the Rakshasa had to obey.
He filled a small bottle with it's dark blood and handed it over to Jason.
"Here, a drop of this would heal her, save the rest for yourself, when you are ready to embrace your true self, you know where to find me. Fate has brought you here, fate would bring you back"
Jason snatched the cure before he replied the demon.
"Never, I will never come back to you!"
The Rakshasa remained quiet as it opened a portal to the refuge gate
"There you go my Lord, it's almost sundown, go through this portal, there are many who lay wait to stop you, but going through this portal would keep them safe from your wrath"
Jason was at the threshold of the portal when the demon reminded him.
"Remember, she light and you are darkness, darkness and light are never meant to be, always remember my lord, always remember"

Jason went through the portal and found himself in the refuge.
Simra could not believe her eyes when she saw Jason in her Chambers.
"Jason?"
She questioned, maybe she had seen a ghost
"It's me keeper, the cure, it's here"
Simra quickly snatched the bottle to investigate.
"This is the blood of a Rakshasa, you killed a Rakshasa? How is that possible? It's impossible"

"No, it gave me it's blood"
Simra eyes went wide.
"A Rakshasa would never give anyone it's blood, it has never happened in the history of our fathers, it's either it was killed or..."
Her eyes went back to the kid who stood before her.
"Keeper? Kara is dying, there is no time left"
Simra realised Jason actually made perfect sense, she turned back to Kara.
"A drop is all you need"
Jason Instructed.
She did as Instructed and watch Kara gasp back to life.
"Thank you, thank you Simra"
She hurried and hug Simra who she thought had saved her life.
"No Kara, it's Jason, he saved your life"
Her eyes turned to Jason who stood by the door, his green eyes never shined better, his hair that partly covered his eyes made perfect sense to her now; Jason saved her life? How did he do it? The relic dagger has no cure, he must have gone to the ends of the worlds to make sure she lives. All the while she stared at him with love filled eyes, the final words of the Rakshasa continued to reverberate in his mind.
"She is light and you are darkness, light and darkness are never meant to be"

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MOONWALKER 2
[THE DARK MOON]

CHAPTER 21

Jason traveled with the map's direction and discovered it wasn't as far as he had imagined. He put aside fear and walked through a portal he found open. According to the map he understood he had to go through even when the portal appeared to be like the head of a lion. Through the portal, he found himself in a desert that appeared to be strangely calm.
He stopped to take a look around to find anything familiar but it was all blank.
He took a deep breath and encouraged himself; looking back to his map he found it was blank.
"Okay, let's see how this goes"
He braced himself and began to roam around in the desert. He knew time was ticking, and soon the sunrise would be up to determine Kara's death, he had to find the cure fast!
"Who is here?"
He screamed and heard his voice reverberate.
On taking another step he sank into sand that led to a fallen castle underneath. He coughed and dusted off the sand on his clothes before he started towards a large hall he saw ahead of him.
"What is this? Is this the most dreadful land of the fallen kings?"
Jason questioned as he approached the hall in doubt; the hall appeared to be beautifully designed with a big round table and a throne to signify the king's place in the hall.
He went around the table as he admired the quality of woodwork, it was one he had never seen before
"Beautiful"
He commented

"Yes...Yes, it is beautiful isn't it?"
A beautiful damsel startled him from behind.
"And you are?"
Jason asked with suspicious eyes.
"You do not need to know young warlock"
Jason got lost for a moment staring at the damsel. Her eyes were made of gold, it shone so brightly that it pulled a smile to Jason's face.
"You are beautiful"
He commented while lost in the moment.
"Are you sure young warlock?"
The damsel's question brought him back to his senses. She had eyes made of gold; he remembered how his father had read to him about the Rakshasa, the shapeshifting demon who was able to take on the shape of a beautiful damsel, the eyes of gold is only significant to those who have knowledge about the demon.
"What if I tell you that all these are just an illusion? I am being sincere here young warlock"
The damsel said and in a twinkle of an eye, the well-designed hall wrecked Into a deserted webbed hall with skulls and skeletons that proved many had come to the same place and lost their lives. Looking to the throne he saw a skeleton dressed in fine linen, with a staff in his hands. On looking back to the damsel he discovered she had taken on her real form, a vicious beast with wings.
"Who are you?"
He questioned as he let down his staff, he knew the Rakshasa feeds on fear, and so he was wise to remain brave.
"I am the keeper of this land, and you! You have trespassed the land of the forbidden!" The demon roared out with eyes darkened as blood and fangs likened to that of a vampire.
A strange wind began to revolve around the demon as it spread its wings so wide that it threw down the knights armor that stood on every side of the wall.
With an energy forces, it gathered every arsenal with swords and directed them to Jason. Jason had to think fast, there was no way he could speed through the weapons coming at him, he held his staff and pointed it at the impending force coming at him. He prayed his father staff would help, he had seen his father pointing the staff the same way to ward off threats; it had to work for him now, but sadly it didn't, he was a bit lucky, the swords picked him and nailed his clothes to the wall to hang him up. His staff fell to the ground, he tried to struggle but he could not move a muscle.
"Yes you are scared, you have fear in you, Kneel and beg for mercy kid!"
The Demon requested as it approached Jason with fangs ready to feed.
"Never"
Jason responded, he took a deep breath and calmed his nerves, this is war, kill or be killed. Opening his eyes he picked his staff with his mind and drew it back to his grip, he merged his mind with the staff and blew the swords holding him up to dust. He stood on his feet and stamped his staff on the ground, it let out a force that blew the demon meters backward.
With rage, the demon started towards him with greater force.
"I said kneel and plead for your life kid!"
It called out as it approached Jason.
Jason's mind was made up, his eyes went dark yellow, he was going to use his hidden powers now even if his father had always warned him not to, he was going to let out the demon his father had spent years to tame. With dark smoke oozing out of his eyes he responded.
"I said never"

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MOONWALKER 2 [THE DARK MOON]

Chapter 20

Suspense tensed as Grodd appeared to be swept off his feet; He did not fathom his son would ever stand up against him because of an enemy. Dropping his hands down his side he approached Jason and landed his fist on his chin.
"Are you out of your mind huh? You've been spelled! Callias!"
Grodd turned to call an old stricken witch.
"Come, run a check on my boy, he has been spelled"

"My Lord your son breathes good air, he is alright"
Callias spoke from where she stood, she didn't need to come close.
"You've not even checked him yet?"
Grodd pushed on
"I don't need to my Lord, I can see that from here, he is perfectly fine"

"Then you must be a fool Jason, a big fool!"
Grodd turned back to Jason with red eyes and landed another slap on his chin, Jason had another plan, he needed his father to come close so he can snatch the staff he needed, and it was just as he planned, just as his father approached and slap him, he sped and snatch the staff.
"No!"
Grodd screamed out and zoomed after him. Through the woods, the grasses and plants gave way as the force of both speedsters rent them apart. The wind gathered behind their backs as they ran with the speed of sound. Soon Grodd began to catch up with Jason, but Jason was quick to slide past the gate of the refuge before it went completely closed for the night.
"Jason!!"
He screamed out in anger and attracted the attention of the knights guarding the gates.
"Who is there? Halt!"
The guards cried out and prompted Grodd to speed off.
***
"I am ready"
Jason got to the Simra's chamber panting with perspiration on his forehead.
"Easy kid, are you sure about this, I am sorry to say this but you might not come back alive"
Simra felt the need to tell him the truth. Jason looked to Kara and swallowed a lump of saliva down his throat.
"She saved my life, this is the least I can do for her, I will come back with the cure"

"Very well, it is written in the halls of history that only those with a heart of pure hard stone can see and touch the cure, no one has ever been able to describe just how the cure looks like"
Jason became a bit confused.
"What do you mean when you said a pure hard stone?"
Simra shook her head, she didn't have the answer to his question.
"That is all I can tell you, here is a map to guide you to the land of the fallen kings, by the look of things I think you have got just the morrow's nightfall to get back, else we lose Kara"
Simra handed over the map and went ahead to look for some magical items to help Jason as he journeys to his suppose death but on looking back he was gone.
"Jason? Jason?"
She hurried to the windowpane but there was no sign of the kid.
"May the spirits be with you"
She prayed.
***
Grodd paced in wrath, he saw his son as he sped his way to the land of the fallen kings. He saw him through Callias the witch.
He raged that he set the curtains around his Chambers in flame.
"Easy my Lord, save your strength for the girl"
Callias advised.
"Send the best fighters, the best sorcerer you've got and make sure Jason does not get the cure to that girl"
Callias chuckled, she wondered why it hadn't dawned on Grodd that his son might not make it back to the refuge.
"Is that really necessary my Lord? I mean no one has traveled to the land of the fallen kings and return alive"

"Are you saying my son would not make it back?"
The threat in Grodd's voice made callias lie.
"Of course not my Lord"

"Then do as I say old hag!"
***
Elias paced around in his Chambers as he waited for his spy to come back with a report. Soon his spy arrived with a perplexed face that it scared him a little.
"What is it? Speak!"
He firmly ordered when his spy hesitated"

"Am sorry my Elder, Jason travels to the land of the fallen kings as we speak"
Elias could not hold in the sudden urge to laugh, he opened his mouth wide and laughed heartily before he responded.
"Is the boy mad? Oh how love blinds the young who have seen nothing but the flowers that grow in the meadow"
Turning to his spy he continued.
"And the girl? I presume she breathes no air"

"No my Lord she lives, but barely"

"How is that possible? She should be carcass by now"
Elias found it difficult to believe the report his spy passed across.
"I am afraid it is true sire, I think the girl powers is the reason she still breathes"

"No no no, she has to die, if she doesn't die before sunrise send the assassins to finish the job. That girl can't live, I saw the vision clearly, I saw it, I even read it, she ruined all my plans, all my dreams and slit my throat in cold blood! She is my doom, she can't live, she has to die!"

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Moon Walker 2
[The dark moon]

Chapter 19

"Shoot her down"
Elias screamed from where he sat. The Archers got their bows ready and shot at Kara. Kara was hurt, hurt that despite everything she did to keep them safe, they still wanted to cause harm to her.
She raged with lightning and stopped the arrows in the air, swiftly she made a return back to the Archers. Just an inch close she stopped the arrows. Her strength began to fail her. She released the arrows and dropped to her knees, her meta state dissolved, blood dripped from her eyes.
"What did I ever do to you all? Why do you hate me so much?"
She screamed out before she fell and past out.
"Archers!"
Elias screamed again but this time Simon stopped it with a wave of his hands. Jason was just beside him, he whispered to Simon.
"Elder, She saved us all during the race, she doesn't deserve death, she is not a threat, she is our savior, please give her a chance"
Simon listened with a frown, he looked to Simra would have the same beckoning eyes and then his eyes went back to Kara who laid unconscious.
"Take her to your Chambers, we have an elders meeting by sunrise, for now, the competition would be put on hold until after the meeting"
Tension eased in the arena as Simon teleported out of the Arena. The host announced the competition remains pending until after the Elders meeting. Simra noticed the dark veins crawling up to Kara's heart, her eyes went wide, Kara had been poisoned! And not just with any poison, it a poison made out of a relic dagger.
She shook her head in disbelief that it caught Jason's attention. Jason had Insisted he tag along to make sure Kara is alright quickly asked.
"Is anything the matter keeper? Is Kara going to be alright?"
Simra was quiet. Jason was about to ask again when she shook her head in response.
"She won't make it"
Jason could not believe his ears, why would the mighty keeper be clueless on how to save Kara?
"Emm you said what?"

"You heard me, kid, she won't make it, the only thing keeping her alive for now is her powers trying to fight the poison, but it won't last for long. Now return to wherever you crept out from and say this to no one"
Jason could not tell what came over him at that moment, he could not tell how he became bold all of a sudden, but something burning inside of him would not permit Kara to die just like that, there must be something he can do; Kara risked her life for him, and she is in this condition because she did save him and every other person in her possession, he can't let her die.
"Keeper I am going nowhere"
Simra looked to his direction to look for an attitude but all she saw was a teen who is determined to ride to the ends of the Earth to find a solution.
"I am willing to do anything keeper, I am, just tell me what to do"
He went on with eyes brimmed with tears he couldn't control.
Simra took another look at Jason, she saw he had his mind made up to die because she knew the only cure to a relic dagger is through hell. No one no matter how skillful and powerful had been able to go through, they all lost their lives. Although she felt for Jason she had no choice, she had to give it a shot.
"You would travel to the land of the fallen kings, there you will find the cure"
Jason sat for minutes trying to process the thought but he wasn't making headways.
"That's it? No strategy? No plan, how do I get there? How do I get the cure?" Jason asked with concerned eyes.
Lia cleared her throat to get attention, and with a signal, she requested to speak with Simra aside
"What are you doing sending the kid to his grave?"

"I didn't ask, he volunteered, and am not going to sit and watch Kara die knowing that I had a shot in saving her but because of some petty reasons i didn't take it"
Simra left Lia back to Jason before she said anything else.
"Have you ever wondered why it is called the land of the fallen kings?"
She asked to see if Jason knew where he was going to.
"No, why?"

"Its a land where the firstborn of every kingdom was reduced to dust, it is also the land that gave birth to the relic dagger, in that land is where you can get the cure but the thing is it's only a myth, it is written in the book of history that there is a cure but no one has ever come back with it over the years"
Jason swallowed a lump of saliva down his throat, what is he doing? He thought he was going to die?
"Are you changing your mind kid?"
Simra read his thoughts and ask.
"No, no of course keeper, please hold on I would be back"
Jason requested and sped deep into the woods.
"Father! Father!"
He called and got the druids out.
"Yes son, give me some good news"
"Kara is hurt, she is dying"
Jason could see the smile that crept to his father's face.
"Good good, now you can steal her powers, now that she is weak, oh my, my dreams to rule this world has finally come. Oh, son, you have made me proud"

"Father I need your staff"
A frown appeared on Grodd's immediately.
"What for? You'll need the Gaelic stones to perform the ritual, not my staff"
Jason sighed, he couldn't tell what his father's next reaction would be.
"I am going to the land of the fallen kings to get Kara a cure"
Silence stood for a while and suspense tensed up, the druids began to whisper as Grodd stared at Jason trying to figure if his son has been spelled.
"Then you must be a fool Jason, a very big fool, you are growing affections for the girl? The girl must die"
Jason could not tell what came over him, he just didn't want Kara to die.
Without looking to his father's face he muttered.
"Father, if you lay a finger on her I would make you regret it"

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MOON WALKER 2
[THE DARK MOON]

CHAPTER 18

Zara roared with anger and whipped the assassin with its armoured tail into the storm. It went after Kara and made a shield about her to prevent the rocks from crushing her.
Jason and the rest of the racers who were safely in the arena witnessed the scene. Jason screamed out, he couldn't tell why he did, he still needed Kara, nothing must happen to her!
"Kara!"
He screamed and attempted to jump through the portal into the storm but Friya would not let him.
"Are you out of senses! Stay put!"
She held him back as he struggled.
"Let me go, I have to save her!"

"And how do you plan to do that? Huh? You are a priestess with unlimited powers?"
She questioned and looked for his response before she concluded.
"I guess not, Kara made sure you made it to Arena, so it makes no sense jumping into what she saved you from when you know you've got no powers to save her. If she is as powerful as she just showcased earlier on then let her save herself...that's if she can"
Jason had no choice to stay put, his eyes brimmed with tears as he watched the portal begin to close gradually.
Simra teleported to stand before the portal. There was nothing she could do, she tried to reach Kara through telekinesis but Kara was unreachable. She could feel the tears dropping from her eyes as she watched the portal continue to go faint.
"Come on Kara, please don't do this, you have to come out of this alive! Kara! Kara!"
She cried out. The whole crowd watched in silence, suspense stood firmly in the Arena. Simon could no longer sit, he stood up to see if there is any hope left for Kara.
Elias only smiled for a mission well accomplished. Kara can't live in the refuge if she is the priestess, he cannot allow it.
Kara continued to fall deep into the storm with her dragone who shielded her from any further hurt.
"Kara! Kara! You have to wake up now"
It was Sara, she could communicate with Kara now that she was close to the refuge.
Kara could not respond until Sara's voice became extremely sharp.
"Mum"
She communicated back still subconsciously.
"I can't, I can't move my body, I can't feel my powers"

"Yes you can, you have to fight this, I sacrificed all to make sure you breathe air, you can't make that sacrifice go in vain"
Sara continued.
"But mum i can't...I can't feel my powers, something is supressing it, I am dying"
Kara communicated weakly, she was dying, the poison has been prepared with the ashes of a relic dagger.
"You have to go *meta*"
Sara knew there was no other way out. Going meta would be dangerous for Kara at that moment given the fact that she has not evolved as a priestess but it was the only way out.
"How? What is meta?"

"It's a state your powers is tripled to full brim, whatever you can originally do in a meta state you can do triple of it! You are immortal in your meta state"
Sara explained, she could feel her connection with Kara go faint, it means Kara is either going too far from the refuge or she is near death.
"Kara? Kara! Channel your powers and think of your worst fear, your meta powers would be triggered once your body senses the fear of death"
Sara explained but there was no response from Kara.
"Kara! Kara!"
Kara was half way gone but she heard and responded
"Am here m...um"

"Zara should stopped shielding you, you would be forced into your meta state"

Kara commanded Zara to let go, it reluctantly did. A rock headed her way but just a breathe away her eyes opened with thunder and shone white. A force field erupted and caused a shield around her. Her hair turned white.
Sara's staff began to vibrate just beside her in the tomb and within minutes it dug itself out of the tomb and flew through the portal. Every eyes could see as the staff got through the portal. Simra immediately had hope
"Yes Kara, come on you can do this"
Elias had to stand up now. He knew what the staff stood for, Kara cannot make it out alive.
"The race is over, close the portal!"
He called out with red eyes!
Kara felt her bones boiled for extreme powers, it was too strong for her, she felt she is going explode. Her veins stood firmly and threatened to tear out of her skin.
The climate changed in the Arena. The clouds went dark with lightening. Kara began to oozed of lightening the moment she got hold of the staff.
On touching her dragone it roared and joined her meta state.
A sudden cold filled the Arena. Elias called out again when he noticed Simon hesitated.
"Close the portal Simon, the race is over, or you want some threat to walk through that portal. Don't you see what is happening?"
Simon saw reasons with him, if indeed a priestess' staff flew into the portal for Kara, then Kara is no doubt a priestess and a potential threat to the refuge.
"Close the portal!"
He called out
"Nooo!"
Simra screamed in disagreement but she was no match for Simon. He teleported and stood before Simra before she made a move to stop the Instructed knights from closing the portal.
But then just as the knights made a move to close the portal, a sudden lightening broke through the portal and sent them scattered to different directions!
The suspense tensed up, a sudden silence took hold of the Arena; With eyes filled with lightening Kara walked through the portal with the staff and her dragone by her side!

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MOONWALKER 2
[THE DARK MOON]

Chapter 17

"Hold on tight!"
Kara advised as she took front and stood to lead the other racers. It was an intense storm coming their way. The clouds thickened to rocks and lightning struck continuously with the aim of striking every racer dead.
"Follow my lead!"
Kara screamed out as she made a force shield to give them a safe passage.
Soon the storm was just a breathe away, fear was written on everyone's faces, including Kara. They had never seen anything like it before, it approached them like a wild hurricane and many knew they stand no chance against this climate enemy, now they understood why in every race, only one or two people survive and some other time no one survives the race. They prepared their mind for death and Kara saw it on their faces.
"Guys! Guys!"
Kara had to scream to get their attention.
"Listen, we would get through this, nothing can stop us alright, not even this little storm, they sent us out here to die but we are going to prove to them that we are much more than that! That we are not just survivors, we are knights! Warriors! We would make it out for our loved ones, we have to! Who is with me!"
Sadly no one responded.
"Kara look out!"
Jason screamed out when he noticed a massive rock had escaped the impending storm to knock Kara off her dragone. But then, Kara was quick to split the rock in half with her mind, she took hold of both parts of the rock with her mind to prevent it from hitting anyone, steadily she took a turn on her dragone and sent the rock the opposite way.
They all watched with shock in their eyes, no one had witnessed such agility, such quick reflexes, such power, such strength.
Now Kara turned back to the racers and screamed out again.
"Who is with me!"
Without hesitation they all raised their hands, they trusted not just Kara now, but also the wonders her powers could perform.
"Now let's kick this storm butt!"
She ignited a fighting spirit in them. And watch then roar with confidence.
"Stick together! A triangle formation!"

"Who made her Commander?"
Friya questioned with a raised eyebrow.
"I think you would rather die here huh? If not then do as she says"
Jason corrected.
The racers obeyed and made a triangle formation, joining their hands together.
Veins stood visible on Kara's forehead as she created a force field to shield them.
The storm got to them now, the force of the wind was tough and was going to throw them off balance but Kara's hand on Jason transferred strength to every racer who joined hands together with him. They maintained the formation inside Kara's power shield.
Steadily they moved and then suddenly the star lead them to an opened portal.
They made it already!
"Come on! We are almost there!"
The star went through the portal and they could see the arena in the refuge!
"Hold on tight!"
The storm intensified, soon Kara's force field began to weaken at the force of the storm. The more they approach the portal the more the storm intensified.
"Kara! I am losing hold!"
Jason cried out.
"No no, hold on tight, she tightens her grip on his hand.
"We would make it, we are almost there!"
She said and threw Jason through the portal. Jason landed safely in the arena, the crowd roared with a shout of victory!
"Friya come on!"
Kara called as she stood at the entrance of the portal, she needed to make sure everyone goes through the portal.
"Come on quick!"
She was losing hold, blood began to drip from her nose, her eyes began to go dim.
"Come on...quick"
She called in a weak tone.
The Assassins were the last to go through, they knew they do not need to do much to make sure Kara does not go through, she was exhausted already.
The leader of the gang stood just by the portal, staring into Kara's weak eyes he took out his prepared knife he had soiled with poison and dug it into Kara's side.
Her force field dissolved, She gasped in pain and fell off her dragone into the storm...

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MOON WALKER 2
[THE DARK MOON]

Chapter 16

Tension heated up minutes after Kara rode into the belly of the beast. But then, all of a sudden she made a burst out of the beast with Jason and his dragone with her. She rose up in the sky and let out an energy outburst that blew the rest of the beast to pieces, except one.
"This isn't Kara"
Friya said with a frown, she didn't want to believe what her eyes saw, Kara is a weakling, she has no powers, this person who has tore her way out of every beast isn't Kara.
"This way! This is the way out!"
Kara screamed out the racers as she pointed to the beast still standing... She figured it out, their way out is in the belly of the beast!
"Are you out of your mind Kara, you mean we should ride to our death.
Kara looked back to Friya who did not buy Kara's idea.
"Listen there is no time, more would come soon, you guys have got to trust me, the belly of this beast is the way out!"
For a moment, only the gentle roar of the dragones was heard, no one was willing to take the risk.
"I'll go with Kara, she just saved my life alright, and if anyone has an idea on how to get out of this dark desert or whatever it is called, please say something, if not then let's go with what Kara says"
Everyone remained quiet still, they were waiting for who to make the first move.
Soon Kara could perceive more beasts in hundreds heading their way.
"They are coming, more are coming"
She whispered to Jason and then turned to the rest of the racers.
"I'll go first!"
She said out loud and rode her dragone into the belly of the beast. Jason followed immediately. Few minutes later Friya followed but it was quite unfortunate for a good number of racers who were scared to ride into the belly of the beast. Hundreds of hungry and fierce beasts arrived and tore them apart.
Through the belly of the beast Kara rode and found an opening.
"This way"
She rode through it and came out in the open sky.
"How did you know that was the way out?"
Jason questioned.
"I really can tell, but my Instincts were so certain it was the way out, it felt like I have passed through this desert before"

"Hmm, have you?" Jason asked trying to get more information about Kara's powers.
"I can't tell, I have been in the refuge all my life...come on let's go, the star is still moving"
Friya found only two of her gang remaining, they were in the dark desert, her pursuit for Kara's downfall went dry. The multitude who started the race had been reduced to 10 racers!
Kara had a bad feeling, the race had been calm since after the dark desert, she knew something is wrong, and that something big is coming, she felt it so strong with her powers.
"Listen up guys, this isn't the end, this is a trick to catch us off guard!"
She stopped her dragone to talk to the rest of racers.
"So who made you queen Kara? You think you can order us around? How can we tell it is not you setting up all these traps. I mean how did you even know our way out of the desert was through the belly of the last beast standing? Who are you Kara? And what is your mission in the refuge"
Friya spoke out and erupted murmurs among the survivors, no one rode to finish first again, they understood it is not really a race with a trophy handed over to the racer who would finish first, it is about surviving till the very end.
"You can only trust her Friya, she just saved our lives, means she knows the way out of this suicide race"
Jason spoke to defend Kara.
"Right Kara? You know what and where we are heading to"
Jason continued as he threw the question back to Kara.
Kara was quiet, she sensed big trouble coming their way, some petty argument isn't what they should engage in now.
"We've been following the star, it tells us the path to ride, I discover the things I do based on my Instincts, now it's your choice to believe me and do as I say, I am not making it a must on anyone alright?"
Just as Kara dropped her words thunder rumbled, the clouds went dark, a sudden cold wind began to evolve in their midst.
"Kara what are you doing!"
Friya questioned immediately, she had witnessed what Kara can do, so seeing the sudden climate change means Kara was up to something.
"It isn't me, I am not doing anything, something big is coming, it's here"
The racers tightened their grip on their dragone, this was the last lap of the race, it was equally the most difficult, Kara could sense it.
"When do we strike commander?"
It was one the assassins Elias sent to make sure Kara do not make it back to the refuge alive. They had successfully disguised themselves as racers.
"Very soon, she would never make it back, Elder Elias made me swear with my life that she would not make it back, she has to die"

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MOON WALKER 2
[THE DARK MOON]

Chapter 15

Kara was a little scared but her connection to Zara made her confident, she felt every ounce of it's strength, she knew what move it could make, how fast it could fly, it was like her being with wings.
"Bring her down!"
Friya called out, it turned out that she had a team of her own who had been instructed to bring down Kara.
Kara turned to see arrows coming at her. She touched her dragone and it teleported out of the way, a few unfortunate co-racers were not so lucky, the arrows brought them down, they fell into the mist, no one could tell where they fell off to, it was assumed they were lost forever.
Jason rode towards her and screamed to her.
"Shield up!"
She look to him and discovered his dragone had some iron armour all over it, she wondered how he could accomplish that.
_can we do that?_
She questioned her dragone, it replied her with a positive roar and so see screamed.
"Alright Zara shield up!"
Instantly a white tainted armour emerge from under it's skin and clothed it's body and that of kara's...
"Now that's better, watch your back Kara"
Jason said as he took another turn into the cloud mist...
Kara wasn't scared of the arrows that came at her anymore, her shield was impenetrable until she felt her connection with Sara go faint.
_Whats happening mum? I can barely hear you_
She lamented as she took Zara through a dark mist into the sky.
_You are no longer in the refuge Kara so..._
It was all she heard before Sara's voice faded off. It was just her and Zara now.
"We can do this Zara!"
She gathered her wits together and flew back to the war front.
Energy forces flew everywhere in the sky, and it seemed she was the primary target, although her shield was Impenetrable it didn't stop Friya from trying to bring her down.
"Zara, where are we?"
Kara questioned when she noticed beneath her was all filled with water, like a lake. She had never had in the history of a lake up in the sky.
Every racer held their peace as they sought a way out of their present bulwark.
"Look out!"
A kid screamed and watched as a giant beast swallowed up a racer leaving the spill of blood fresh on his clothes.
Within seconds Kara watched as many others got eaten up, their dragone were not left out.
"What the hell is happening? Where are we?"

"The dark desert Kara!"
Jason flew to stay beside her.
"How do we get out?"

"I don't know Kara, we can neither go forth nor backwards, we are stuck here!"
Jason revealed the bitter truth.

"So what? we just stay here and be eaten alive? There is surely a way out, we just..."

"Kara watch out!"
Jason screamed out when he saw a beast coming at her. Too late, the beast swallowed her up, but not for long, soon the belly of the beast began to heat up! Suddenly an explosion of energy blew the belly of the beast to bits as Kara sprang out with her dragone! Her eyes oozed of dark energy. Soon every beast got attracted to the energy oozing out of her system.
Kara was quick, she turned and held the beast with her mind. It drew the attention of many more but she was equal to the task! Her hair and her eyes shone white, the force field around her glowed with darkness.
"What the hell, Kara is a priestess?"
The racers questioned as they witness Kara tore every beast apart.
Zara released a sword into her grip from it's armour. She tore every beast apart even one which charged at Friya!
She stood on the back of Zara to stop the beasts but unfortunately one was able to get to Jason.
"Nooo!"
She screamed!
"Zara go!"
She commanded her Dragone and rode into the belly of the beast!

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MOONWALKER 2¹
[THE DARK MOON]

Chapter 14

Kara was a little scared of riding her dragone, she didn't know how to ride, she has never ridden a dragone before, she stood with it as she watch the others get chosen by their dragones. The dragones pick a suitable match based on the desires of the heart. Friya got a vicious looking dragone, no one was surprised she did.
"Hey, you've got the eyes of everyone now, what a dragone you've got huh"
Jason drew near to Kara with a flashy smile.
"What can I say, I am lucky I guess"
Kara chuckled out.
"No Kara, no one gets lucky with a white dragone, it has special powers unlike the other dragone, only your mother Sara, has the record of a white dragone, guess you've broken that record"
Kara became a bit interested now. She never knew her mother had a white dragone too.

_mum is that true? Do you have a white dragone_?
Kara asked Sara without hesitation.

_Yes Kara, I named it Sieral, we fought great battles together_

_okay so where is it?_

_it won't be visible to the eyes of any being until I call for it_
Sara went on to answer Kara's disturbing questions.

_okay so when will you call for it?_

_when the time is right kara_

Jason had to touch Kara to bring her back to their discussion.
"Kara, hey..."

"Oh sorry..."
She apologized when she realized she had been staring at him without any response to all he said.
"So you were saying?"

"I was asking if you know how to ride, this is going to be one hell of a ride Kara, not many will survive this ride"
Kara's heart pounded against her chest, she could not tell what the race was all about, over the years all she witnessed were those who survived the race, they usually arrive battered with wounds and one time a few died minutes after they made it back to the arena, no one knew what it was all about, or what obstacle they would face.
_mum, I do not know how to ride_
Kara complained to Sara immediately.

_you can, all you have to do is connect with you dragone, give it a name_
Jason snapped his fingers again to bring Kara back to the physical world.
"You seem lost Kara, are you okay? Can you survive this ride?"

"I won't just survive Jason, I would arrive at the finish line first"
Jason chuckled softly, he knew Kara is not skillful enough to ride a dragone.
"I love your guts young lady, we would meet at the finish line"
Kara felt no need to say anything else, she simply offered a smile and climbed on to her dragone.
"I name you Zara"
She muttered and her dragone responded through telekinesis.
Kara's eyes went wide.
_mum, I can hear it, it spoke to me_

_of course it will, it would teach you how to ride, now Kara listen to me, Elias is plotting against you, he has assigned a few deadly knights to see that you do not survive this race_
Sara revealed to Kara, she could see and feel everything and every being from where she laid in a deep slumber beneath the refuge.
Kara's heart doubled its beat.
_Relax Kara, they are no match for you, I will tell you what to do, just be careful and trust no one, not even Jason_

***
"Alright warlocks! Gather around to the starting line!"
The host called when he was sure everyone had their dragone ready for the race.
"Now the rule is simple, get to the finish line before sundown, whatever you would encounter in this ride should be kept a secret, that is if you come out alive! You are to travel through the dark deserts..." He made a pause as if he felt he was revealing too much, murmurs erupted among the warlocks.
"The dark desert? Is this a ride or a mass murder?"
One of the teens said aloud with fear in his eyes.

"On second thought, all you have to do is follow this star"
He paused again to reveal the golden star that stood just up in the sky...
"where ever it leads is where you are supposed to ride past till you find yourself back here in the arena...if you find yourself back in the arena"
Friya shot an inimical look toward Kara when she noticed Jason picking a leaf from her hair.
"I am going to kill you, you daughter of the cursed!"
Friya said in her mind but Kara heard it, she swallowed a lump of saliva down her throat.
Apart from what she was going to face in the race, she was sure not just Friya but a good number of powerful knights, would do anything to see she did not make it.
"Ready!"
The host called to get the attention of the riders!
"Set!"
All hands tightened to their Dragone as they got ready to take off.
**You ready Zara?**
Kara questioned and got a response from her dragone, it gave a low roar.
"Go!"
A forceful wind swept the host off his feet as every dragone flapped its wings and dashed into the sky.
Kara was a little shaky, she was left far behind as she struggled to maintain balance on her dragone.
"It won't take long to get this freak eliminated"
Friya chuckled out as she flew past Kara.
_kara relax, don't fight it, connect with your dragone, you do not have to use your physical strength to ride your dragone, you use your mind_
Sara instructed and Kara stopped the dragone from flying for a moment.
She placed both her hands by its neck and soon light began to radiate from eyes till it made a spark, her eyes shone white and so did the dragone.
"Yes am in! Now go, Zara!"
Zara let out a loud roar as it spread its wings! With the speed of lightning, it took a spin and speed past every other dragone within minutes.
Friya could not believe her eyes, she was not going to watch Kara take the front.
"Oh, it's game on Kara!"
She took out her arrow, aimed and shot at Kara.
"Zara down"
Kara called, she could feel every ounce of power vibrating in her system, she could feel everything, even the heartbeat of her dragone, and so when Friya shot the arrow she heard it as clear as a key falling to the ground.
Her dragone obeyed swiftly and twisted downwards to dodge the arrow.
Looking back Kara witnessed every rider bringing out their weapons, she soon realized that this wasn't a race, it was war!

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MOON WALKER 2
[THE DARK MOON]

CHAPTER 13

"Give me some goodnews kid, I want to hear it"
The druid led down his hood to reveal the large scar inflicted just below his eyes.
"I want to hear her scream in pain, huh son, I want to inflict her with the same pain her mother Sara Inflicted on me"
Grodd spoke with voice of vengeance, his eyes were stony red.
"Easy father, we would have our revenge, but it would be delayed because the girl is too powerful, I was able to take her powers but it was too much for me, I almost lost my life in the process, it shut down my organs and almost stopped my heart"
Jason expressed his concern in the quest for vengeance, if he was going to help his father achieve his vengeful dreams then stealing Kara's powers is the only way.
"Hmm, we would need to sacrifice more souls to perform this dark magic, you need more energy to..."

"No father, no..."
Jason would not permit his father to finish up.
"No, no more blood shed of innocent people, I would think of another way"

"And what way is that? Indulge me"
Jason smile evilly before he replied
"Love, love is the way to get Kara, I make her fall in love with me, and in her weakest moment we strike"
***

The loud bells of the refuge rang continuously in every quarter and hall.
The general hall is packed with students dressed like warriors on for battle. It was the first day of the competition. Simon had to address the crowd before they move to the arena.

"Dear ones, now is not the time to look back or be faint in heart, now is when you prepare your mind for the inevitable, now is when you prepare your mind for death, if you have to say your goodbyes to your friends then you do that now..."
He made a pause as he searched amongst the contestant for Kara.
"Where is Kara?"

"Here sire"
She popped her head up for him to see, she wasn't dressed in any armour that it bothered Simon.
"You are not dressed in an armour, you are really prepared to die?"
He didn't know if it was sudden sympathy he felt for Kara or he was scared of what her power outburst would look like.
"I won't be needing it sire"
A sudden giggle started up in the hall that later resulted to a lot of persons laughing their eyes out. No one believed the feeble Kara would last a minute.
"Okay then, let the battle of the warlocks begin!"
Simon announced and with a shout the crowd opted for the arena.

_mum what does the competition entails?_

Kara communicated to Sara

_i have no idea Kara, but whatever it is, we would be ready_
***
"Warlocks, gather around!"
The host called and led the warlocks to an open barn just by the arena.
"The first part of this battle is a race"
It didn't sound difficult to Kara until the statement was completed.
"A race in the sky, with your chosen dragones!!!"
A roar from the crowd proved they were all excited but it was not same for the warlocks, a good number of them had fear in their eyes. The dragones looked hungry and fierce.
_Mum you heard that?_

_I did, trust me you are going to enjoy this_
Sara communicated back.

"So go on and chose your dragones"
Kara was going to rush in but Sara stopped her.
_easy Kara, you do not chose a dragone, a dragone chooses you, if you rush in you might get eaten up, it's a trick, be wise_

And it was just as Sara said, Kara watched as three warlocks got eaten up by the supposed dragones!

"No way! I can't do this!"
A kid cried out and attempted to run for his life but he was shot dead with an arrow.

"Is there anyone else who would want to run away?"
The question came just after the kid laid dead.
"There is no turning back warlocks, pick your dragone and prepare for the race"
The host called out again but Kara would not permit anyone else to be eaten.

"Wait, wait!"
She took front and stood in front of them.
"Get out of the way scared rat"
Friya spoke mockingly but no one laughed this time, they were all visibly scared.

Kara ignored Friya and went on
"Wait guys, if you go in there you will all be eaten, you do not chose a dragone, a dragone chooses you, watch this"
Kara was not sure of what do when she took the lead and stood in front of the barn.
_what do I do mother, they are all watching me_

_simple, open your mind and call for your dragone, it would come to you_
Sara replied.

Kara shut her eyes and opened her mind, within minutes a loud roar was heard in a distance up in the sky, her dragone was not in the barn. Suddenly a white dragone landed with a force that blew off the barn.
The dust had to settle for the crowd to see Kara handling with the white dragone.

"Is that a white dragone?"
The murmur erupted all over the arena.
"A white dragone?"
Simon muttered from where he sat.
"Do you know what this means?"
Elias spoke up next...
"It means the girl is not just a seer, but a priestess, only a priestess has the power to command a white dragone, she has been deceiving us all these years, we have to make sure this girl do not survive this competition!"

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Moon walker 2
[The dark moon]

Chapter 12

Back in Simra's chamber Kara sat with worried eyes as she observed her distance from Jason. She could not explain the zap of energy she felt each time he comes too close to her.
"Jason, what is going on with you?"
Jason understood what she meant but he felt she asked the wrong question.
"Me? Nothing Kara..."
There was silence till he continued.
"I am just drawn to you, I can't explain why, it has always been like that, there is something about you I can't explain"

"Means you are threat..."
Kara did not hesitate to conclude.

"But we were together in the dungeon Kara, nothing happened, why now? Would you want me to stay away from you after everything?"
Kara understood what he meant, she felt bad immediately, Jason has stood by her when she had no one, it would be unfair to judge him like that.
"Okay I am sorry Jason, but there should be an explanation for this right? I would love to ask the keeper but we are not in good terms for now"
Silence stood for few minutes until Kara spoke up again.
"But emm Jason? Can you try to observe a little distance for now, you know emm... Emm like anytime we meet, just try to observe a little distance, the shock I get is very uncomfortable, I would not want to feel that anytime soon".
Jason giggled although Kara felt it wasn't funny

"What's funny?"

"No nothing, nothing, I'll try but I am not sure I can for long, your lips is not helping the situation my lady"
Kara felt a little shy and embarrassed when she noticed Jason has been staring at her lips. She flushed and cleared her throat before she stuttered out.
"What's? What's...that supposed to mean Jason?"

"It means your lips looks soft and warm, I wonder who has had the privilege to touch those lips, he is one lucky guy you know"
Kara found her mouth open with no words coming out. Wait, is Jason flirting with her? How does she tell him that she has never been kissed before, it felt embarrassing.
"Your mouth is open my lady"
Jason reach for her jaw and again the energy zapped but this time it was different, it traveled down her spine to her center of gravity to erupt a strange feeling she had never felt before. Now she understood what Jason meant when he said he was drawn to her, because at that moment she was drawn to him, it felt like a rope kneaded together.
"Emm Jason, I think you are straying....past your boundaries, it took less than a minute to cover the distance between us, what happened to your promise to try and observe a little distance"
Kara said when she realized her.
Jason was going to say something but Lia butt in when she walked in.
"Jason, that would be all for today, I would love to speak to Kara alone"
Lia said and watched as Jason found his way out.
"Kara..."

"Lia nothing you say would stop me"
Kara had to spell it out to Lia before she made the move to say anything.
"I know, the competition starts tommorow and I want you to be extremely careful, some folks play dirty, you have to be wise and play smart, I pray the spirit be with you"
Kara responded with a nod and offered a quick smile, she was tempted to ask after Simra but she changed her mind.
"Alright little one, you need to rest, it's a great day tomorrow"
As soon as Lia stepped out, Sara communicated to Kara.
"Kara, I have a bad feeling about the boy Jason, you have to be careful"

"Why mom? What's wrong with him, he has been good to me"

"I know, but be careful child, I am reading a repulsive energy from his veins, he has powers I cannot place my hands on. Remember he could easily swap your powers, in my time it took Gaza, the raelic stone and a group of wizards to take my powers. But he could do that with just a touch. He is not what he says he is, be careful"
Kara felt her mom was over reacting but she conformed to Sara's wish anyway...
"Alright mom, I will"
***
Through the morning fog, Jason sped with the sped of lightening, the birds of the air fled out of their resting place as he sped with a strange lightening trailing him. He stopped deep in the woods. Soon beings in a hood stood all around him until he stood face to face with a Druid. The druids were magical creatures who sort after dark magic for selfish purposes.
"How are you son, and how is the girl"
Jason had good news and with a smile he revealed.
"Everything is going according to the plan father"

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IRE continues...

Puppy was now by the door to the room and had continued her insistent barking.
Angry at the noise the dog was making, he suddenly rushed to where she stood and kicked her very hard in the stomach area, making her stumble backward and fall flat on her back. I screamed as I watched the pregnant dog begin to whimper in pain. I vividly remember the pure agony which was on her face and how I shared in the pain of the dog, forgetting my own situation at that moment.
He suddenly grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards him. I fought his grip
strongly, demanding that he let me go or I would scream. All my threats fell on deaf ears as he just went on to tug the knot of my wrapper. At this point I started pleading, crying loudly and telling him I was sorry and he should forgive me for whatever I may have done to offend him.
He looked possessed as he finally got my wrapper loose and pushed me roughly on the foam. I made to run but he dragged me by the hair, slapping me so hard that I fell back on the bed with a loud thud. Slowly, he began to take off his clothes, his eyes not leaving mine all the time.
“Why are you doing this to me?’’ I cried.
His reply was to ignore me and continue the process of taking off his clothes.
“Forgive me if I have wronged you, please don’t do this to me” I cried.
Now he was completely unclad and started coming towards me where I knelt on the foam. I was quick to notice the look of sadness that briefly crossed his face before his features immediately changed to one I had come to dread. He held my face in his large hands and stroked my chin softly.
“You look so much like her”, he whispered in awe

“Like who? Who do I look like? Is this because of her? Please tell me”, I ranted amidst loud sobs.
“Oh my pretty child, I do this because I love you”.
“If you really love me, please do not do this to me”.
The foam creaked as he lay on it and pulled me close. I closed my eyes as the tears kept wracking my body and I began to struggle against him again; kicking and fighting his grip, but my tiny nine-year-old body was no match for him.
“Oh my child, do not fight me. I do love you”.
His voice was so soft and very frightening at the same time. I shuddered amidst the sobs.
He lay on top of me and held both of my hands tightly together with his own large ones, scratching me with his nails in the process.
“Scream for me” he commanded.
I had no choice.
The pain which seared my body as he forcefully entered into me was one which I was never to forget in my life.

It happened every single night after that day. He told me I looked so beautiful, like his favorite wife.
He told me that whenever he made love to me, he believed it was the same as making love to his favorite wife.
Once, I had been a normal nine-year-old girl, who was interested in the things little girls are interested in; looking good, having on beautiful hair, wearing lovely attires and so on. I had once been bursting with so much energy, ready to take on the world with my sharp mind. I loved listening to stories and playing with my friends. I used to laugh then, but now even I cannot remember how my laughter sounds.
I snapped back to reality, in time to see Mama starring to dish out the food into large bowls for each of the wives to serve her children. She carefully dished Baba’s food into his special bowl and I covered it to carry into his hut as usual. Getting to my father’s hut, I knocked and waited for his reply.
“Wole”, His voice boomed out to me.
I stepped into the room and placed the bowl of food on the table.
“Should I serve your food, Baba?” I asked in a low voice.
“After…” he answered. “Go on”.
Nodding my head, I moved to the door and locked it behind. Baba sat on his bed, a small smile playing on his lips as he watched me. Slowly, I removed my clothes until I stood naked in front of him. I gingerly walked closer to the bed and lay on it, immediately shutting my eyes.
Even with my eyes closed, I could feel his eyes roaming my body, purposely making me wait for his touch.
I never cried anymore.
I never screamed or made even a single sound.
I have come to enjoy his touch, more than any other thing in life.
Finally, he stood up and removed his clothes, immediately getting on top of me.
A few seconds later, he was inside me, slowly moving in and out of my body.
Soon after, I was moaning. My moans matched his groans, he moved faster, raising my legs up and pounding harder into me. In one loud groan, he emptied himself into me, leaving us both panting.
When my heart rate had settled a bit, I stood up and started wearing my clothes which lay discarded on the floor.
“Did you enjoy yourself?” he asked.
I did not answer the question immediately, as I continued wearing my clothes. I looked up at him, he was wearing a contented smile on his face and his naked body lay sprawled on the large bed.

I walked to the door and opened it. Turning back to look at him one last time, I finally answered his question.
“As always”.
And I felt so ashamed of myself, that it was the truth.

The end..

Fassara Zuwa Hausa

MOONWALKER 2
[THE DARK MOON]

CHAPTER 11

"Kara! Kara! You defiled my orders, you disobeyed my instructions! Who gave you such temerity! Who?"
Simra rage when they got back to the Chambers, her eyes were red with wrath that Lia felt she was going to tear Kara apart.
Kara was quiet, she had never seen Simra in such rage before so she thought it wise to remain quiet.
"Kara! I asked a question, who made you sign up for the competition, you have never disobeyed my orders until now"

"No one, I signed up myself"
Silence stood in their midst for a while before Simra sighed and made her conclusion.
"Then you leave me no choice"
Kara could not tell what Simra had in mind but Sara could see as Simra reached for the necklace she hid underneath her sleeves.
"Kara, she has the canvan necklace, she wants to keep you locked up without powers again, if she does that I can't communicate with you anymore"
Sara revealed and Kara asked immediately
"What do I do?"

"Stop time, and make the canvan bracelet melt off"

"I can stop time? Wow"
Simra threw the necklace at Kara, the canvan necklace was design to cleave to her neck the moment it was released but everything slowed down till it all became stiff. Lia and Simra remained in one position, the necklace remained stiff in the air and Kara was the only person who could move, she had stopped time.
She looked intently to the necklace and made it melt off before she released time from her grip.
The shock on Simra and Lia's face made Kara laugh, she shook her head and reinstated her will to win the competition.
"I would win the competition Simra, I do not even have to struggle, I know what I am doing"
But it was not enough to convince Simra. She teleported to Kara and attempted to teleport her down to the depths of the refuge where she had Sara buried in a tomb but Kara heated up and she became to hot to touch.
"Ahhhhhhh"
Simra screamed as her hands burned up when she tried to touch Kara. She would not stop there, she harnessed her energy and created an energy blast, huge enough to blow Kara to dust.
"Simra stop, you will kill Kara!"
Lia called but Simra was determined to stop Kara no matter what.
Kara was a little scared when she saw the volume of the energy blast Simra created.
"Take your stand Kara, and redirect her energy back to her"
Kara nodded and stamped both her feet on the ground, it emanated an energy field around her, a strange wind began to tear the Chambers apart.
Simra could barely see as the wind around Kara made her vision blur but she knew which direction Kara was and so when she was done creating her energy she threw it at Kara.
Unfortunately the energy bounced back when Kara's forced field seemed to strong to penetrate.
Simra's eyes went wide as she saw her energy return back to her in a greater force, she was sure it would either cripple her or send her to her early grave. She only used such amount of energy on a formidable enemy.
Kara knew Simra might not survive the hit. She had to do something fast, she made a move, she could not tell if it was time she slowed down or if she was moving too fast. She dissolved the wind and sped to move Simra out of the way.
But then energy got to her, she stood her ground and absorbed the energy but it was too much, she bled from her nose and fell unconscious.
***
"Hey, hey" Kara could feel someone tap her, she could barely see but the green coloured eyes that had sparks in it gave her the intuition that it was Jason.
"Up up, you've been sleeping for quite some time lady"
He was full of smiles and Kara found it a little irritating.
"What? They sent you to talk me out of my decision to participate..."
Jason would not permit her to drop her thoughts he quickly interrupted
"No no, Kara, not at all, as a matter of fact I am a little glad you opted to participate, but still I am scared for you girl, you sure about this?"
Kara was going to reply but Jason's hands met with her arm, a sudden zap of energy shook both of them that Kara had to spring up.
"What was that?"
She asked as she panted.
"Who are you? Please stay away from me"
***
Simon was seated observing his usual meditation when his spy, Eric, came with his report. His voice was shaky and in haste.
"Sir, the girl has powers, powers I have never seen before, I saw her withstand the keeper's stage five energy blast, a blast that is intended to blew her to dust sir!"
Simon sprang to his feet with wide eyes.
"Are you sure about this?"
He asked in disbelief.
"I swear with the spirits sir, the girl powers is out of this world, no one can comprehend such power sir"
Simon was quiet until Eric pushed further to ask.
"What are you planning to do sir?"
Simon did not hesitate to answer.
"Now we make sure she participate in the warlock's competition"

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MOONWALKER 2
[THE DARK MOON]

CHAPTER 10

"I am not out of my mind, I meant every word I said, I am going to participate in the warlock competition this season"
Kara repeated her initial statement to prove she meant every word she said.
The warlock competition is a seasonal battle amongst the students to chose who gets to be recruited to the knights of the refuge.
"Kara quit the joke, the competition is a show of strength and powers, you won't survive a sec in the ring, you don't have powers remember?"
Lia chuckled before she spoke out, she concluded Kara was joking about her intentions to participate. All Kara did over the years was to watch the competition from the stands. The kids she grew up with in the competition were all knights already, she began to guess Sara wanted her as a knight of the refuge.
"I am not joking"
Kara said with a Stern face, her hands folded as she shot a look to show she is serious about it.
Lia's laughed went dry, she looked from Simra to Kara countless times before she spoke to Simra.
"Simra I think she is serious about it"
Simra was quiet, she wanted to pry through Kara's mind but Kara remained impenetrable.
"You are not participating in that competition Kara"
Simra gave the final verdict and gave no more room for Kara to protest when she teleported out of the Chambers.
Kara did not hesitate to push for her will to participate, she waited till the day of the general hall assembly, where all the students assemble to chose between a blue and red cloth shredded into bits. The blue Indicated no participation and the red indicated an interest and an Immediate entry into the competition.
As expected Friya was was first to come out to pick from both cloth, she pick the red and a dropped it at the feet of Simon as it should be.
Every other person followed suit till it got to Kara's turn. No one took her serious because they all expected her to pick a blue cloth as she had done over the years. But this time it was different, she picked the red cloth. Immediately every elder stood to their feet in shock; Simon's mouth stood wide upon as Kara took a few more bold steps and dropped the cloth at his feet.
"I hope you know what you are doing mother"
Kara communicated with Sara. The eyes that stared at her were not friendly.
"I am, trust me"
Sara gave a comforting reply.
"Oh well look who it is, the outcast without powers is participating in most dreaded competition of the refuge, what does she think this is, a food party?"
Friya spoke sarcastically and loud enough for everyone to laugh.
Simra could not believe her eyes, kara defiled her orders and went ahead to make her entry to the competition, this could lead to her death, is she mad? immediately she stood to her feet and spoke out to Simon.
"Sire it is suicide for a kid without powers to participate in the warlock battle, would the head elder accept such entry from a kid who is helpless?"
A sudden silence enveloped the hall, everyone waited for a word from Simon. Simon had two thoughts in mind, this could finally be the opportunity to reveal the truth about Kara's powers to the general public, or this could be the suicide as Simra has claimed, but there is nothing he could do about it, Kara has to participate.
"There is no law that says anyone without powers can not participate in the competition, and so if it is true that kara has no powers then I offer my sympathy and my condolences to you Simra"
Simra knew exactly what Simon meant when he said he is offering his sympathy and condolences, he knew Kara would not make it out alive.
"Sir I beg you, offer the kid a chance to rethink her decision, maybe she is confused about it"
Simra hurried to Simon's feet and knelt as she pleaded.
"Okay Simra"
Simon obliged and looked back to Kara who stood with folded arms.
"Kara, the warlock competition is not for the faint of heart, it is not for the weak and the soft. You may not make it out alive and so i am giving you this last chance to rethink your decision, go back and make your pick from the cloth again"
Kara did not look to Simra face, she ignored as Simra called to her with her mind.
"Kara you better pick the blue cloth! Don't be foolish!"
She knew Kara could hear her but it fell on deaf ears. Kara went ahead and picked the red cloth and this time she placed the cloth on Simon's hands.
"Sir I was not joking when I dropped the red cloth at your feet, and I do not need anyone's sympathy, I made this decision and I expect the elders to respect it"
Kara spoke with boldness that erupted murmurs in the hall.
"Alright Kara, you have been enlisted in the warlock competition, may the spirits be with you"
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MOONWALKER 2
[THE DARK MOON]

CHAPTER 9

Simra felt it was time to opt for Kara and Jason's release from the dungeon. She gathered her wits together and approached Simon to request for the teens' release.
"Sire if I may ask, why is Kara and the boy Jason still in the dungeon, it's already 24hours without proof of Kara being a threat"
Simon was quiet as he continued his meditation, he was seated with his legs crossed and his eyes closed.
"Sire..."

Simra didn't care if he was in the middle of something indispensable, her demand was paramount to her, she needed Kara out of dungeon that minute.
"Simra you can have her, now can you leave me to meditate?"

"Of course sire"
Simra bowed and left but immediately she stepped out, Simon called for his most trusted ally.
"Eric, follow her and monitor Kara's every move, report to me if you notice anything strange"
***

"Kara!"
Simra called as she approached the dungeon.
Kara could recognise it was Simra's voice. She tapped Jason who was still asleep
"Jason, Jason, get up, the keeper is here"
Reluctantly Jason sat up and yawned to indicate he was famished.
"Kara, up you get"
Simra said the moment the guards opened the gates for Kara's release.
"You to boy"
Simra indicated as she turned to Jason, quickly she took hold of both teens and teleported them to her Chambers.
"Jason, I would love to speak to you"
Simra said and took the boy aside.
Kara saw it as an opportunity to communicate with Sara again.
"Mum? Mum?"
She said in her mind
"I'm here"
Sara replied.
"How do I find you Mum?"

"I can't tell you where I am a now because I was spelled here by magic, it has prevented me from discerning my exact location but I can see and feel everything in the refuge and beyond, like I can see the elders in a meeting now discussing about the yearly warlock competition which is to start off in a week's time, you would have to participate in the competition"
Kara didn't find the idea interesting.
"I don't think that is possible, I can't participate in such competition without my powers, and remember I can't use my powers"
Sara was quiet that Kara felt she had lost connection with her.
"Mum?"

"Kara you have to participate, there is a reason for it, I will explain to you later, I would guide you on how win"

"Mum where have you been, I mean you left me, you abandoned me right? Like for how long have you been in my head?"

Kara did not understand how Sara just popped up from nowhere to tell her what to do.
"I never abandoned you, someone did this to me, someone i can't reveal to you now, and I could recently connect with you because your powers was let loosed. Something prevented me from connecting with you for years, I believe it's the canvan bracelet"
Kara was quiet when she notice Simra approaching the Chambers.
"Where is Jason?"
Kara was quick to ask when she noticed Simra came back alone.
"He would be back Kara, he has a special connection with you, I can sense it, he would be..."
Simra made a pause when she noticed Kara without the necklace, her eyes went wide open.
"Kara?"

"What?" Kara made a frown with her face as she asked trying to figure out the reason for Simra's outburst.
"Kara?" Lia came in next, she hurried and hugged Kara with laughter reverberating in the Chambers
"I thought I was going to lose you dear one"

"No way Lia, you won't, I am right here"
Kara ignored Simra for a minute to assure Lia.
"Lia, Kara is without the necklace"
Simra announced, Lia took a few steps backwards to take another look at Kara.
"How is this possible Kara?"
Kara acted like she did not denote what they meant.
"What? I learned how to control it"

"How?"

"I don't know, I guess I figured it out on my own"
Simra did not need to think twice before she replied Kara.
"You are telling lies Kara, I can sense it with my mind, remember you can't lie to a keeper"
Kara's heart missed a bit, Sara had warned that she must not reveal to anyone that she could communicate with her.
"Kara, she is reading your mind, you have to lock her out"
Sara instructed and Kara did just that.
"Stop pushing me out Kara" Simra called out.
Lia stood transfixed at both Kara and Simra, she could not tell what was going on.
"I am not doing anything Simra"

"Liar, you are pushing me out of your mind"
Simra was clearly stressed, veins stood firm on her forehead while Kara seemed more relaxed with folded arms.
"Maybe you should not be in my mind, it's my mind right? It's supposed to for me and me alone"
Kara continued with a smile.
"Simra you are bleeding"
Lia announced when she saw blood dripping from Simra's nose.
Kara successfully pushed Simra out of her mind before she went to say
"And emm, I am going to participate in the warlock competition next week"
Both Simra and Lia looked to each other in shock and then back to Kara before Simra spoke out
"Kara you must be out of your mind"

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IRE

Everybody looked forward to when it was our turn to prepare the meals, although no one will ever admit it.
I knew this was another reason the other wives hated my mother; the first reason being that she was my father’s favorite wife.
Or used to be, until he found another favorite.
I watched as mama moved to the large pot where water was boiling and started scooping the yams into the pot; not bothered with the steam coming from the boiling pot of water. After she had poured in all the yams, she brought out the gallon of red palm oil and poured a sufficient quantity into the pot.
Next, she took the plate of already chopped onions and sprinkled them into the pots with her hands, using the long wooden spoon to turn the yams so that they spread in the large pot. She covered the pot and sat back on her chair to start peeling the many pieces of blackfish, whilst waiting on the yams to get soft. I quickly joined her in the task before she asked. I particularly loved this part of cooking, because many times mama would give me little pieces of the fish.
My mind went back to that day, six years ago; the first time I helped my mother in the kitchen, and the first time she gave me a piece of fish for my hard work.
It was also the first time it happened.
The first time I experienced torture in the hands of someone who was supposed to protect me.
***
On the day of the dreadful incident which was to forever alter my life, I had just come out of the bathroom and was alone in the room I shared with seven other sisters. Before I saw him, I sensed I was no longer alone in the room and I stiffened. I turned swiftly, my senses alert, ready to run from an intruder if need be.
“Oh,” I said with a breath of relief, on seeing the person ‘’I thought it was an intruder. Do you need anything?”
“Oh no, no intruder Ire, just me,” he said, “but I do need something, yes that I do”.
He took a step closer to where I was, but I just smiled, relaxing after my brief but ominous thoughts of doom.
“What do you need? I am always here to help you”.
“Are you really?” He asked with an edge to his voice and took another step
forward, eyeing me from head to toe.
At this point, I became aware of myself. I was yet to put on my clothes and still had only my wrapper on.
“Okay I will come to you immediately I am decent”.
I waited patiently for him to acknowledge what I had said and made a move to go outside.
He smiled.
By now, the puppy had begun to bark loudly and uncontrollably, which made me a
little uneasy.
“No, that won’t be necessary my child”, He smiled at me again, but that smile unnerved me more than anything he had done or said that evening.
The whole house had gone to attend one of the biggest wedding in town. It had been the talk of the town for weeks but I, unfortunately, could not go because I had suddenly started purging and mama decided it was best to stay home.
A thought suddenly crossed my mind.
“Why are you not at the wedding?” I asked suspiciously.
He chuckled but said nothing.
I suddenly realized I would need help because the man before me looked
dangerous. This man whom I have trusted and admired with all of my heart since the day I was born. Now he looked like a stranger.
And even though I was very young and innocent in the ways of the world, I knew exactly what he wanted at that time.

To be continued

MOONWALKER 2
[THE DARK MOON]

CHAPTER 8

"What do we do Jason? I...am scared"
Kara shivered, she could tell with the look the Griffin shot at them that it was out to kill.
"It's going to kill us"
She continued trying to get Jason on his feet but Jason was too weak to stand on his feet.
"You will have to take back your powers, now or..."
Jason was not able to finish what he intended to say, he past out with blood dripping from mouth.
"Jason...Ja.."
The Griffin would not permit Kara to say anything else. He grabbed her by the neck and sniffed her continuously to discover she was not his target, she was powerless.
It's attention turned to Jason with haste, it flung her aside and picked Jason up with it's mind.
"Kara...Kara"
Kara could hear the voice in her head, it was clear and direct.
"Who is there?"
She asked in fright thinking it was the Griffin playing with her mind?
"You have to fight it Kara, you have to get your powers back else you are both going to die"
Kara felt she could trust the voice in her head, it was the only option she had at that moment.
She looked to the Griffin who had already dug it's teeth into Jason's neck, sapping every ounce of powers it could. The more it absolved the more it grew bigger!
"Kara it's me, your mother Sara, you have to trust me and get your powers back"

"My what? How?"

"There is no time for questions, now look to the Griffin so I can see it, you are my eyes"
Kara quickly looked back to the horrific creature.
"Now look to the tiny hole that glows just beneath it's spine, can you see it?"

"Yes I can see it"
Kara confirmed
"Hurry what should I do? It's killing Jason"

"Dig your hands into that hole you see now"

"What? I can't..."

"Do it or die, your choice, chose wisely"
Sara's voice came so firm that it sounded like the only option left for Kara. How she could hear her mother in her head was a mystery she was going to solve later, her who she felt abandoned her for dead. Now she had a problem to solve.
Quickly she hurried and dug her right hands into the Griffin. It let out a scream that alerted the guards outside the prison walls.
Immediately Kara's powers returned to her.
Her eyes went dark, the clouds thickened to form an ice... The foundation of the refuge began to shake.
"Kara you have to control yourself"
Sara's voice rang in her head.
"I can't, I can't control it!"
She screamed as veins stretched up to her head.
The Griffin in it's anger grab by her neck and held her against the wall but soon it's hand began to burn up as Kara set it on fire with her mind.
"Halt! Halt demon!"
The guards could barely see what was going on in the dungeon but they could see the Griffin burning in flames.
"Kara you are going to explode, cause a darkness so you can shield yourself from the guards"
Sara's voice came again..
"How do I do that?"

"Simple, just think of it"
And she did, total darkness covered the whole refuge that the elders took lamps and hurried to the dungeon to see for themselves, now they would have proof to show the whole refuge, proof that Kara was a demon.
"Kara direct your energy to the Griffin, think of killing it"
Sara's voice directed and Kara made the Griffin dissolve into Ash.
"Good, now close your eyes and take a deep breath, relax and say these words. *Glueth arisa tiarisa quickum*"
Kara began to recite it and slowly she could feel her powers subsiding
"Hurry and say it continuously, the elders are on their way here, sit down and cross your legs"
Kara sat and placed both her hands on her thigh as she repeated the words till she felt light. Her powers became calm.
"Now touch Jason"
She did and Jason inhaled and regained consciousness. It was all like magic to Kara.
"Now make these Ash of the Griffin disappear, teleport it out of the dungeon so the elders would not have evidence against you"
Sara instructed next.
"How do I do that"

"Like I said before, all you have to do is think, your powers would do the rest"
Kara stretched her hands over the burning Ash and it varnished the next second.
"Clear up the darkness and sit back, the elders are at the gates already"
Quickly Kara sat back with Jason and she made the darkness clear up.
Simon teleported to the dungeon immediately the darkness cleared up, but he was a little late, all he saw was Kara and Jason seated like nothing happened.
Without saying a word he teleported back to his Chambers, he knew he had to released Kara and Jason, he had no evidence against them, the guards in charge of the prison swore the saw Kara lit the Griffin on fire but there was no proof to second their accusations.
"Mum where are you?"
Kara asked when she was sure it was just Jason and herself, Jason gave her a suspicious look but she didn't mind.
"I am right here in the refuge, Kara, you need to find me"

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