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rapmike:
"Are you alright?"
Muyiwa looked at his father and Jake with bewilderment. Cleopatra and Zachris were at their back.

"My head, it hurts badly......" He suddenly remembered what had happened. "Father, Ore has gone to meet Mom. Werewolves have been attacking....."

"I am aware, Muyiwa." Emperor Gerald spoke. "We have been betrayed and it seems like the Horn of Pandora has been activated."

"What?"How? Muyiwa knew that it was big trouble. "Father, we have to do something! If the Horn is blown repeatedly......"

"The whole coven may be destroyed. I will go and face whoever is blowing that horn. You and Jake have to go back and save as many vamps as possible. The blood you drank should sustain you."

Muyiwa looked at what he took for the first time. "Whose blood is this?"

"Jake's. As an Impervious, he will be immune to the effects of that horn. So are you right now." The horn was blown again, forcing the Emperor to wince in pain.

"You need my blood, sir." Jake offered. "You can't face whoever that person is like this."

"Thanks for the offer but no. Your blood has been drained well below your survival levels.... That's my fault."

"The Council's fault, not yours."

He turned to his sons. "I never had time for any of you. Muyiwa, if I or your mother had made you look inferior, then forgive us. Jake." He paused, his face strained. "I am sorry."

frankwriter:
Episode 11

~ Mary's POV ~

I..I think this was a mistake,” I told him, wrangling my hands nervously punched myself in the gut. I was awful for taking away his smile.

“Did I say something wrong?” his tone dipped

in concern. I shook my head, and then nodded yes, and then no again.

“Mary, you’re giving me mixed signals here.”
“I'm sorry,” I blurted out.

“I’m just nervous. You make me nervous,” I said, chancing at him through my lashes before looking down at my hands. I heard him chuckle and saw his muscle flex beneath his shirt. He placed a hand under my chin to lift it toward him, gently.

“You make me nervous, too,” he said.

I smiled shakily at him as I tried to calm myself. He was just a charming man, nothing more. Yet the loud thumps of my heart spoke differently. I had no idea how this man had such a powerful effect on me. We knew next to nothing about one another, and somehow he had the power to make my stomach flutter.

“Besides, it would suck to waste the food I brought us,” he said, removing his hand from my chin before holding up his hand from my chin and before holding up a bag in his other hand. I was surprised because I didn’t notice it when he was walking toward me earlier.

“You brought food?” I asked, surprised. I mean, I skipped breakfast today out of nerves. It would be nice to eat something. My stomach mumbled lightly in agreement.

“Well, I figured since we were meeting at a Park, we could have a picnic of sorts,” he paused, looking sheepish. “If that’s alright with you,” I was awed by the look on his face.

Abbey stood in front of me looking the tiniest but uncertain as he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. It was a change from the confident swagger he showed only moments before. He was so thoughtful and cute.

“I would love that,” I told him honestly.
“There's a canopy with tables on the other side.”

We walked together, with Abbey a step behind me. When we talked on the phone earlier, Abbey confessed he wasn’t familiar with the area. I guess it was only natural I take lead since I've been here a few times. Additionally, I had to pick a place far enough away from where I lived, just in case.

Reaching the large canopy, the picnic tables were empty and surprisingly clean. There was a grill at the entrance for parties to use. Still, in step behind me, I chose a random table for us to sit at. Abbey placed the bag down on the table before opening its contents. It seemed he brought Chinese food for us to eat.

“I forgot to ask you what you wanted to eat, so I went and ordered an assortment of things,” he said, pulling out shrimp rice, chicken fried rice, beef and broccoli, and shrimp rolls. He surprised me with the amount of food he brought along with four bottles of water. Although I knew I wouldn’t be able to eat as much.

“I hope this is okay.”
“It's fine, thank you, Abbey. I actually like everything you picked out,” I told him and he grinned, satisfied with himself.

He pulled a few empty containers out of the bag, handing two to me, and leaving the napkins in the bag along with the variety of sauce and utensils. I wanted until he was sitting across from me, before helping myself to a bit of everything but keeping my portions light.

Scopping a little of each dish into my empty container. Abbey had done the same except his food had way more than mine. For a while, we are in comfortable silence.

Watching the sun gets brighter as the minutes ticked by. The bird chirped while the air grow warmer in the weather. Choosing not to think about something so hindering, I decided to enjoy the moment. The slight breeze glided across my skin as it went by causing the scent of Chinese food to waft through the air along with the inviting smell of Abbey.

Despite the Chinese food having a strong smell, it was near impossible to not smell Abbey. I tried as I might to distract myself, but my entire being couldn’t help but remain focused on him.

He smelled so good, so sweet and masculine. Whatever cologne he had on, made me want to stick to his skin like glue. Just so I could inhale his scent and hold deeply into his eyes. I’ve never felt such a pull toward a man. And what a magnificent man Abbey was. Not just in his looks, but his mannerisms, too.

Remembering the night of the rain, I recall him keeping a safe distance from me until we kissed. He made sure I was okay the whole night and provided comfort to me. How did I get so lucky?

“Thank you for the food,” I said sincerely, stuffed from my small portion. Abbey scarfed down a few more bites before his container was empty too.

“Anytime, Mary. You’re most welcome,” he then grabbed a bottle of water, handing me one before he grabbed his own. Unscrewing the cap, I took a few sips out of thirst as he did. Then he closed the bottle again while I sat mine down. Clasping his hands on the table, he asked, “Do you mind if we talk about that night?”

My face began to heat up under his stare before speaking hesitantly, “I suppose we shouldn’t, but,” I paused before meeting his stare. “I don’t want you to think I have a habit of cheating. That night was new to me.”
“Me too,” he said quietly. “I don’t have a bad streak of kissing married women.”
Boom! The conversation began.

“But that night,” he spoke again. “I felt something between us.” He admitted, causing me to avert my gaze.

“Abiola…”

“Yes, I knew you felt it, sensed the connection between us,” he pressed his words spoken calmly. I did feel it. I felt it in the past two weeks since I’ve been coming on my fingers at the thought of him.

“Lie to me, Mary. Tell me you didn’t share the same feelings I had.
The silence hung around us. I was scared to answer. Too afraid to admit the truth to him. When I had yet to respond, he slid his hand across the table to hold unto mine. His hold was gentle but firm and pleasant. He swiped his thumb over my knuckles in a soothing manner. And as I looked back into his eyes, I couldn’t keep the truth in.

“I can’t,” I whispered, a lone tear escaping me.
Abbey reached up, using his other hand, and wiped it away. “I don’t want to betray my husband, but I can’t get you out of my head. No one’s…” I stopped before I say too much.

“No one’s what?” he asked as his brow furrowed in a mix of concern and confusion. I shook my head, deciding to drop it. He left it alone before speaking.

“I have never been drawn to a woman in this manner before. More from one look, and certainly not from a single kiss. When I saw you in the restaurant for the first time, I was going to come up to you. As unprofessional as it sounds,” he added.
My breath escaped me as I gasped lowly.

“Really?” I asked incredulously, and he grinned.
“Don’t act so surprised, Mary. You bewitched me the moment I saw you walk through the door.”

Don’t smile, don’t smile, I continued the mantra in my head, fighting hard not to smile at his words. But it was too late. I was beaming under like a silly fool.
“Bewitched you? Really? How do you have this intense effect on me?”

His grin got larger, happily. As if he was proud that I had such a reaction to him.
“Believe me, Mary, when I say you have a greater effect on me,” I scoffed. “If you placed a hand on my heart, you would feel it thundering in my chest. Every time you look at me, it jumps aster.”

“Ok, Mr. Smooth,” sarcasm laved on my tone.
We laughed a little before moving from his seat and sitting beside me. He then took my hand in his and placed it on his chest where his heart was located. Indeed his heart was beating erratically. A part of me thought he should think about seeing a doctor, but he flattered me. I kept my hand on his chest as I glanced up. Our eyes locked instantly, and it was as if magnetic energy drew us closer together.

“Oh,” was all I could come up with.
Too caught in a trance to say much and it appeared Abbey felt the same. His eyes sparkled as they stared back at me, full of desire and want.

“I've been dreaming of feeling your lips on mine again since that night,” he said, referring back to the rainy night.

“We agreed on friends,” I muttered, but I still didn’t pull away.
“I know,” he leaned in closer to me, my wrist still in his grip. But I want to kiss you first distasteful on his tongue. I knew why, but I didn’t know enough about him to risk my marriage. Not that I wanted to risk my marriage, I think.

“And you never cared to ask about how my husband and I battled the previous night. Did you?”

“I forgot. What happened to him? I remember his phone wasn’t connecting that night. Did you meet him when you arrived?”

“No, he wasn’t. It would have been horrible if he was.”
“You mean your husband slept outside?” he asked bewildered.

“My husband is an officer. A policeman,” I answered.
“Oh! I never knew….”

“Now, you know. That very night we went for an emergency and couldn’t come back, he came back later the next day. He would only find out if Gbenga mentioned it to him which I don’t think he would..”

“Who's Gbenga? The man that drove you home that night?”
“Yes, Gbenga is his friend and also an officer.”
“Oh! Okay. I hope he keeps his mouth shut.”

Silence.

So, one last kiss,” he whispered, and moved closer. Our lips nearly bridged one another's.
“To seal the deal.”

He nodded. “To seal the deal.”

I sniffed slightly, breathing in his intoxicating scent as he heaved in and captured my lips with his. The feel of his lips against mine had me folding, succumbing to the sweet kiss. Still holding onto my wait. While I brought my hand to his chest, tracing the lines of his muscles underneath.

When he saw the look on my face, I saw him but back a smile. "We agreed to one last kiss. To seal the deal."

He reminded me as much as I wanted to argue against it and demand more. I knew it wouldn't be fair to him, myself, or my husband. Maybe our last kiss wasn't a good idea.
Then again, I didn't regret kissing him which was shocking. I wanted to kiss him more. My husband wasn't much of a good kisser. In fact, I didn't have a lot of pleasurable experiences with the man I had given all my first to. Abbey was exceptional.

Gosh, what's wrong with me?

Here I am thinking about kissing Abbey again when I said I wouldn't see him again. I was married for God's. But I don't think I could live the rest of my days without getting to know him at least, as friends, of course. So with heavy and damp panties, I replied half-heartedly, "To seal the deal."

To be continued…
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rapmike:
Reagan? Why? Simi's mind was trying to process what she just saw. Why will Reagan betray her, betray Gerald? He was the one she trusted the most.

She walked and picked the horn of Pandora, rubbing it's surface. She then looked at Reagan.

"Why? Why! Reagan, why?" She grabbed his head with one hand while holding the horn with the other.

As she shook his head, a spear took her from the back, forcing her to fall to the ground. She lost control of the horn and watched it fall to the ground. Simi saw footsteps walk towards it.

"For the coven, for the Empire, My Empire!"

Pulling herself up, Simi removed the spear from her back and faced the traitor.

It was Lord Glabach in full battle armour.

"You! You are the cause of this!" Gerald saw you right! Simi walked towards him, her body attempting to heal from the spear wound.

"Yes, it's I. I am the brain behind this, Simi. I am the brain behind everything! The Deviants uprising, this, I did it!"

"The uprising? You? But you fought against...."

"Them? Yes, I fought against them when it was clear that they will not enough to overrun the coven. Gerald was far more capable than I anticipated and others were rising as well. I had to join or be exposed. But the uprising served its purpose and took care of many rivals. Now, it's my turn."

"So you were after Gerald's title? You wanted to be Emperor?"

"I supposed to be the Emperor! You know it, everyone knows it, yet you all chose Gerald because he was controllable, biddable. I could have shaped the world. We could have shaped the world, I as the Emperor and you as my Empress, but you chose him! Now you will watch everything that you have burn, even those so precious to you." He flexed his hands, choking her telekinetically.

Simi attempted to fight back but her wounds were refusing to heal. As she struggled to understand what was happening, she saw Ore fly towards Glabach's back with a knife, attempting to stab him. From his grin, she could tell that it was futile. Ore, run! She wanted to speak but her voice failed her as Lord Glabach caught Ore and disarmed her with one hand.

"You will lose everything..including those precious to you." He lifted Ore up and twisted her head before dropping her. He picked the horn of Pandora and walked away, smiling.

The last thing Simi heard before she died was the horn of Pandora.

cokhale:
coven reborn

rapmike:
Simi ran away in confusion, the fumes from the room almost choking her. What just happened? Did the Oracle just die? What did she mean about Jake's blood unlocking the Horn of Pandora?

She stumbled out and was relieved to find Sierra waiting for her. Simi comported herself.

"Sierra, let's go. We need to get to the treasure vault." That's all that matters. No matter what Jake's blood can do, she can forestall any destruction by having the horn protected.

If I can lay hold of ..... A sharp pain cut through her thoughts. Simi looked at her left hand and found blood on it.

"What's the meaning of this? Sie....." Another slash was attempted. Simi quickly moved back and caught the knife with her bloody hand. Sierra's eyes went blood hot, her hands fuming with smoke.

"For the council! For the coven! For the Empire!"

Simi kicked her and twisted her hands, snapping her grip. Whoever force that took control of Sierra then left her as she staggered back, looking at her with disbelief.

"I am... I am sorry..... They have...." Sierra spurted as she suddenly found her mouth overwhelmed with blood. Simi looked in horror as Sierra choked on the blood and then stumble to the ground.

"Sierra!" She held her body as the young girl crumbled, her head falling off her body.

Why? What's happening? She remembered the Oracle's last words. Has the destruction started? If she doesn't get to the horn...... It may be all over.

Determined, Simi ran towards the treasure vault.

The fastest way to the vault was through the royal quarters. The royal quarters was protected day and night by guards, all of which were loyal to her and Gerald. The other route to the vault was filled with traps and snares with other guards on duty. Anyone attempting to get to the vault won't find easy entrance.

Simi suddenly stopped at the entrance of the quarters. A guard looked up in the ceiling, his eyes looking stunned. She could see a huge bite on his neck. Werewolves? Simi moved passed the guard and entered.

The quarters were filled with corpses of guards like a great slaughter had happened. Simi gained pace, her eyes flying between dead carcasses.Who could have done this? The guards stationed here were some of the best the coven has, yet they seemed to have fallen quite easily. Who will have such power?

At the end of the quarters, she found two men fighting hard. One of them was Reese, with two hunting knives. His hands were bloody and he seemed to run out of stamina.

"You can't have the horn of Pandora! I can't allow it!"

His assailant growled. "It's not for you to allow me or not. We shall have the horn, even if I have to cut through your corpse!"

Simi shot a mystic ball, which went through both of them. As they fell to the ground, Simi walked towards them, lifting the other man's head. It was Reagan!

johnfa466:
Ade never in his life felt what he feels now, behold he couldn't speak at the mighty presence of the glorious archangel Micheal, the great general of the mighty host of heaven,

Archangel micheal----------(angrly points at death) how dare you try to manipulate a mortal

Angel of death---------(fears) sir I just wanted to take away my words from his head, only that sir and nothing less

Archangel Micheal ------------ (draws his immortality sword which is capable of destroying both the body and soul at once) your power could be easily taken away from you,

Angel of death--------- but that is for father to decide, not you

Archangel Micheal ------------yes of course, but for battling words with a mortal and trying to tamper with his brain, I think you shall be gracefully fit to to limp with a wound for a thousand year

Angel of death ------(tries to escape) hell no

Archangel Micheal rushes and stab the demon leg before he could disappear and he simply toss him aside like trash, then the angel gracfuly touches ade mom and sanctified her

Ade mom--------(smiles) I feel so different and strong

Archangel Micheal--------you are pure of heart dear, and father has decided that you are fit to come to heaven

Ade-------------thanks sir for saving my mum

Archangel Micheal -------(stares at ade) little one, it is quiet extraordinary for a mortal being like you to see me with your ordinary eyes, unless you are a nature being possessing both side.


Ade------------they say I am an epic being of the great sango

Archangel Micheal---------do you worship him

Ade---------yes I do but are you a brother to him

Archangel Micheal------ no, I am a humble servant from heaven

Ade------(laughs) you are joking right, I mean if you are a servant then whom is your master

Archangel Micheal ---------my master is the creator of all beings and powers, he is called by many names but he remains I am that I am

Ade------------so is that where you are taking my mum to

Archangel Micheal-----yes

Ade------------i would like to meet with your master and talk to him, face to face

Archangel Micheal------------- firstly, you have to die first and most importantly you have to be pure and holy, by following the wisdom of Jesus Christ which is the easiest way to above

Ade mom------------but how come am I chosen to go there

Archangel Micheal --------------i have inflicted pains in him whom should put you to rest so father asked me to bring you along with me after this

Ade------------(happily cries) mummy it is quiet a blessing for you to finally have eternal life

Time was far spent, words were exchanged more than words , and archangel Micheal opens the path to heaven, ade looks with his mortal eyes as he caught glimpse of a city in which it's city was as pure and sparkle like diamonds, he awes at its glory And he hears archangel Micheal final words before the portals closes

Archangel Micheal -------------- clear your path, ade and prepare yourself for what shall it profit a man to gain the whole world and lose his soul

rapmike:
Twenty-seven
The blood on her hand was fresh, the pain biting. The phantom in front of her wielded a knife with her blood in it.

"Why?"

"For the council. For the coven. For the Empire!"

Her phantom assailant attacked her again, but Simi stretched her hands and snapped the phantom. It disappeared, leaving no trace. Simi raced to the treasure vault. If Jake was innocent, then whoever did this would use his blood. His blood contained power! She had to get there on time.

Fortunately,the treasure vault was guarded by men loyal to her and the Emperor. At least that is what she hoped. As she got to the royal chambers, she was greeted by a sea of dead guards. Impossible! She ran straight on, disregarding what she saw there. Her mind was in the treasure vault and the horn of Pandora. It must not be blown!

The treasure vault was broken through, but there were two men fighting in it. Simi prepared a fiery ball of mystic energy ready to strike whoever she needed to. As she got closer, the face of Reese appeared, looking quite injured but still fighting on.

"You can't get the horn of Pandora! I can't allow you!"

His assailant was also tired, so Simi fired her mystic ball. The attack took two of them, tearing through their bodies and ending on the other side before dissipating.

She moved to the horn and realized it was safe. She then looked at Reese's body. "I am sorry Reese." She turned the other body to see who was attacking him.

It was Reagan!

Simi was besides herself with shock. Reagan, how? Why? She dragged the body up and screamed at him.

"Reagan! Why? Why??"

"For the Empire!" A spear right through her, forcing her to the ground. Simi turned to see who was that.....


And woke up, sweat all over her body. What type of dream was that? Simi looked at her disheveled hair and clothes. It was a nightmare, the worst she had in years.

The worst since she became the Empress.

A knock ripped through the door. Simi got herself together and put a robe on her body. "Come in."

It was Sierra, her maid. "The Oracle requests your presence."

The Oracle. About time! She looked at her maid. Sierra was shaking.

"What's it? Why are you shaking?"

"Nothing ma. I just have a chill."

Simi didn't have the time for the frailties of a teenage maid. "Prepare a hot bath for me and get my attire ready. The ocean blue gown with sharks on it for today."

The maid bowed and walked out.

The bath did wonders to her state of mind and when she wore her gown, Simi was Empress once again, confident and defiant. Whatever happens, she was ready to face it.

Whatever it was.

rapmike:
He had read of a certain spell that could be used to break through chains of enormous sizes. It was first used by a werewolf but the vampires had copied the spell and now they were comfortable using it. If he could use the spell, he could break free.

It had risks though. The spell used copious amounts of blood and he had lost enough blood as it is. Most of his blood was been harvested by those who want him dead and they did so meticulously, using several tubes directly connected to his veins to bleed him. The method was efficient, losing as little blood as possible. My enemies want to make sure they get the best from me. He still had some blood left, after all he hadn't passed out but he wondered how long it will take for the blood deficit to tell on him and if he could bear losing more blood to break free of the chains.

Jake was about to start when he heard some noises and people shouting. Something is happening outside! He didn't expect a rescue but he could surely do with one. The voices became louder.

".... This is treason and the Emperor will take your heads for this!" The voice would have said more but Jake heard a crunch sound and the drop of a human body.

The door opened and two vampires moved straight for him.

"We must kill him before they know what's happening!" One of them with silver hair spoke. He brought out a long, sharp sword. Jake judged that he was one of the Empress men or one of those who captured him. His face was familiar.

The second man, a short, bald man with a big protruding stomach, looked at him, not quite as convinced as his fellow. "He will soon be dead anyway. Why do we kill him now?"

"Because we need no challenge to our ascension, idiot! He could do that!"

"I am not convinced about this, Gilmir. This looks like a way to just pin his death on us. What if he is proved innocent or we are caught?"

Jake's mind was already drifting but he wondered why they were debating killing him. Do it already! He couldn't stay much longer, his eyes drifting towards sleep......

....... only for him to find Cleopatra holding him and feeding him her blood. Zachris and Austin looked at him with worry.

"What happened?" Jake turned around and found the debaters dead. "How, what happened?"

"Later, Jake." Zachris answered. "The coven needs you now. We need you Jake!"

A horn sounded from the deep.

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rapmike:
TWENTY FIVE

"The evidence is clear, he must die!" SIMI thundered in the council. "He killed my mother!"

Gerald looked at his Empress with cold anger. You are so blind to the truth! He knew that Jake was innocent, he was with Muyiwa for most of the day. The excuse that the murder happened in the morning was a farce.

"We must be careful in making conclusions, My Empress." Uche softly chided. "Let's not forget that he was the reason that she was here in the first place. If he didn't save her and his team, we won't be talking of this."

"So you are insisting that we let him go, Lord Uche?" Kike asked.

"No, I only want a fair judgement in this case. Jake has been with us for a long time....."

"The Imperious were with us for a long time before they decided to revolt!" Reagan clapped back. "This Imperious boy has done the same. Do you realize what he has done?"

Gerald heard enough. "You all are terrible counsellors and worse lords! Should I remind you that he has been on judgement from the very minute he arrived in this coven."

"For justifiable reasons!"

"What reasons? The prophecy? His abilities? The Deviants? Are we forgetting who we are?"

"Are you forgetting who you are, Emperor?" Glabach asked in a cold manner. "Your duty is to the coven and all it's associates, which includes her mother...."

"And Jake!" Gerald halted him there. "Have you forgotten that we have accepted him in our coven, that he is one of us? Where is the love, the affection we show to our own? Why are we so glad to judge him guilty? Answer me, COUNSELLORS!"

"It's councilors, my emperor." Lord Glabach smiled. " I understand that you must protect your son, but the evidence is on the screen. We all watched it here. Why delay?"

"Why?" Reese spoke forth. "Why we are delaying is because there is a system in place to judge such issues. Moreover, we have judged him falsely due to his abilities and heritage. Reagan spoke of the Deviants. We shouldn't forget that the reason why we stand here is because many vampires, including Imperious vampires rejected the Deviants and fought to preserve the sanctity of the coven. Should I also remind us that the reason why we made those laws against the Imperious is to make sure that they prove worthy of becoming one of us and that once they do we treat them as such." He paused. "He has done that again and again. If he actually killed the Empress Mother, there we have to find now why and how. We must judge him fairly and justly."

The hall was quiet for a long time. Gerald looked at them all. Glabach is looking for Jake's death but he won't find it easy! He could see that he and Kike were not happy about the way Reese had cooled the tempers down. I have to thank him.


"Let's recovene tomorrow." Gerald stood up. "Reese, Uche, come with me."