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Jonathan alighted the red delivery bike and shakes his head, seeing Vivian distance away, he blinked his eyes and the image disappeared.
He sighed and opened the delivery box and brought out two UPSs from it, he dropped it on the walkway and locked back the box. A blue Volvo car drove by him and the glass whined down.
"Come in" A husky voice said from the back seat.
Jonathan smirked and picked up the UPS and attempted to walk on, when he heard the same voice.
"The boss wants to see you" the man said and pulled Jonathan by the shoulder.
Jonathan locked his lips and turned around.
"Let him come down, I'm busy, he needs me not me" Jonathan replied and walked on.
Jonathan paused as the door of the car slammed shot
"I've been watching you boy, Jonathan isn't it"
Jonathan turned around and saw a fat man with thick pot belly which his cloth refused to show the outline. The man smiled at Jonathan, allowing the day around his neck to crumble into each other.
"What do you want? "
"You, I have seen things you can do, I have been watching "
Jonathan smiled and shaked his head
"I'm busy" Jonathan said and turned around
"Hey, nobody talks to the boss like that" the boy beside Jonathan said and hit him on the back.
Jonathan fell to the ground and giggled, he closed his eyes and saw Vivian laying in pool of blood.
"Dead " Jonathan said and flashed his eyes red.

Jonathan watched as Tolu scattered the files on th table, sending most of the files to the ground. Tolu panted heavily and finally heaved, he picked a paper and passed it to Jonathan.
"Silly of her to think she can pursue a terrorist case on her own, this is a country where no one gives a damn, I've lived long enough to know this " Jonathan said and sank himself on the chair
"What next? " Jonathan asked and closed his eyes.
"I don't know, can't you do something like trace her body scent? "
Jonathan opened his eyes and waved his hand
"Im not a dog "
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Clara was pushed into the line with the girls all standing naked before a huge tent, behind them were armed men, their face covered with black hood leaving only space for the eyes and a little cut on the nose for breathing. Clara began to shiver as fear gripped her, the husky voices from inside the tent before them, began to rise up in a heated argument and soon followed by a gunshot
A man came out from the tent, tying his turban firmly around his face, he looked at the girls before him and snapped his fingers, from the tent also, five more men cane out, standing behind the man in turban
"Mustapha, I like that fair one, she has a very erect nipples, I'll pay double the normal price" One of the man behind said and giggled.
"No, I have other plans for them, these ones are not for sale "
Gun spree suddenly filled the air, almost sending Clara into shock, followed by loud chanting, it didn't seem like war but of anger.
Two men appeared from the right corner and began mumbling inaudible words, the pushed a girl off and stood before Mustapha
"One is a journalist " he said and showed Mustapha the Identity Card
Mustapha collected it and looked round, then back at the card, he giggled and undid his turban revealing his marked face of different cut and injuries, running from the right part of his face to the left cheeks, and a cataract infected right eyes
"You" He said and pointed at Clara
"You think this filthy country is worth dying for? " He asked and smacked her on the face
Clara groaned and spitted out blood from her mouth, she hissed as the five fingers of Mustapha was imprinted on her face.
"Raman, take her for free, have a nice time with her and slit her throat, broadcast it to the world " Mustapha said and immediately the soldier took her away, chanting happily
"This is just a warning " Mustapha said and shot at the girl before him "Your life means nothing " He said and walked back into the tent.
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Jonathan stood in the center of a triangle inscribed into a circle, with huge red candles on all three points of the triangle and another on his hands
"Move back, The Eminence of the Enchantress can kill" He said to Tolu
Jonathan held tight to the candle and closed his eyes and immediately the room went dark, thick threads of darkness, oozing out from the circle on the ground
"Enchantress, come forth" Jonathan said and opened his red flamy eyes.
A loud sonic boom, bursted out from the candle on Jonathan's hand and quickly it was ducked back in.
A beautiful dark lady stood before Jonathan, dressed in a yellow dinner gown, having her hair plaited in three rows, her lips enticing and laid with shiny red, he eyes were close to each other, having the Chinese look.
"Finally I'm free, and guess what, I'm with you till the end"
Jonathan used a finger to stop her approaching lips
"I need your help"
"You always need my help when you summon me" Enchantress said and spanked Jonathan's butt
"Someone is here" Jonathan said in a low tone.
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IT'S PARTY TIME
It was a pool party with naked girls.
And they were there.
Men who have achieved.
Money, power and fame.
Men in their prime who tell time to hold still since they have refused to age and it grudgingly obeys in detente and in temporaneous.
They dress young, they dance young, they act young.
They are current on all fronts.
Most of them married with children but mentally and emotionally single.
At this party they threw in a high brow residence in an exclusive neighbourhood in Ikoyi there was an abundance of food, drinks, drugs and real youth.
The youth came exclusively from the girls that were in attendance.
Girls in their late teens and early twenties.
Well spoken and extensively travelled.
Daughters of the materially blessed.
All of them students.
All of them naked.
Some were in the swimming pool, some at the bar, some danced under the cabana, others were hobnobing with the swimming trunks clad men at various places in the specially lit pool area that stood under the starry night sky.
And I sat with one of them.
She was caramel smooth, finely contoured, delicately featured and doe like.
She was twenty going on twenty one.
And a sophomore at Babcock university.
To every question I asked, she took a drag from the reefer in her hand, blow out the smoke through her mouth and nostrils, took a sip from her glass of Hennessey and coke on ice before she responded.
Her voice was sweet.
And her smile was rapturous.
"I heard students need permission to leave your school. How could you get out this late and stay overnight?"
"We have our ways."
"We?"
"Yeah all of us."
"From Babcock?"
"Not all. Some from Covenant, Redeemers, Madonna, ABUAD, Pan African and stuff."
"No unilag or UI?"
"They ain't boujee."
"Boujee?"
"Yeah. They are crass. Men like you guys don't want to roll with local cats like those right?"
I looked at her silently as she took a drag from her reef.
The aroma assailed it. It was caustic yet not aggravating.
"What's that?"
"Comorado."
"What's that?"
She laughed.
"It's good stuff. Hits you slowly and then makes you soar like superman."
I looked around and saw the girls doing one thing or another in their nudity.
She was staring at me.
"Is this your first party?"
I nodded.
"No wonder you are asking all these hang questions."
"Why do you do this?"
"I'm young. I need to live life before it becomes too serious and I have to be all grown up."
"But why the drugs?"
"Because."
"Because what?"
"Because this is how we roll. Everyone has their poison. If you are not on reef, you do codeine or cocaine or heroin or speed or AZT or ecstasy or royfenol or fentanyl or meth or oxy or worst case you inhale glue and get your high."
I stared at her as she inhaled and exhaled languidly.
"Why the parties?"
"You get your hit for free here. You have fun. You make good money."
"But for you to attend those schools you must be rich."
"My parents are not me."
"But they give you money."
"They pay the tuition and all. Not like they can give me a million in cash."
"Do you get a million here?"
"Well two or three parties can make me that."
"Aren't you afraid of running into your Dad at places like this?"
"Naaaa... my dad is too square and busy but even if he is not then it is his problem after all he came here for what I came here for so he can't tell me nothing."
I fell silent and watched her inhale and exhale smoke.
"But you know, your folks put you in schools like that to protect you?"
"Too protect me?"
"Yes."
"They are too busy to even bother."
"No they are not."
"Yes they are. They think the school will be both my teachers and my parents."
"I think they are just worried about you getting corrupted."
"I was balling like this under their nose and they didn't even notice. Funny thing is that even the innocent Jane get influenced in school, so what was the use of all the headache of keeping us locked up in all these secondary schools that front as universities."
"They did it out of love and with the belief that those schools are way better than the public ones."
"Well they bleeped up."
"bleeped up?"
"Is this an interview or what?"
"No I am just intrigued."
"And I am Hot."
I fell silent.
She dragged, exhaled, took a drink from her glass, sucked on one of the ice cubes in her mouth and asked in a whisper.
"Are you going to do anything about it?"
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The best time to do core parenting is between ages 0-12. You simply cannot afford to be too busy at this stage. Schools, nannies, extra murals cannot replace core parenting at this point. If you are absent in your child's life at this stage, be sure someone else is shaping your child's worldview .
At 12 a child's curiosities are set. And they spend their teenage years exploring those curiosities and fantasies and experimenting with their identities.
If you attempt core parenting in teenage years, you will meet a brick wall and you might end up with a fractious relationship with your teen.
Your best mode as a parent of a teenager is to "befriend" them. At this stage you can't take anything for granted you will have to earn their trust. Seek to influence them not control at this point. They will resist control but will respond wonderfully to influence: yours or the streets.
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Chapter Eleven
Tolu entered into Hub and Hub and looked around, from the striper on the pole, to the smokers, then to the bar, he looked as light buzzed the room, and at the same time felt irritated.
"Excuse me, I'm looking for Jonathan " Tolu asked a naked girl that walked up to him.
"Up, this is not the visiting hour, I can still keep you warm" the girl said and trailed her hands down on Tolu's trouser and held the zip
"Hey!! " Tolu shouted and pushed the girl off.
Jonathan stood on the second floor, looking at Tolu, he sighed and bit the apple with him on the side and threw the remains at Tolu.
Tolu flinched and looked around angrily
"Idiota " Jonathan shouted and beckoned on him to come
Tolu raced up the stairs and saw Jonathan on the right, seated on a red and well fashioned cushion, and a girl dressed in pants only seated on his laps.
"Hey, I need your help" Tolu said as he walked up to Jonathan
"Hmm, you need girls?" Jonathan asked and trailed his finger on the girls stomach and giggled softly
"Dude, no, it's Clara"
"Have you come to hand her over? "
Tolu sighed angrily
"Can't you be civil for once? "
Jonathan suddenly stood up before Tolu and grabbed him by the shirt and lifted him up above ground level, everywhere went cold, accompanied with chilled breeze.
Tolu eyes widened and almost popped out seeing the white wings on Jonathan's back.
"Get out" Jonathan said and pulled his wings back.
"It's Clara, she went on a case, and has not returned since five days ago " Tolu said and heaved
"What case? "
"Spy job, terrorist group "
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Jonathan rested his head on the car seat, deep in thought while Angel drove the car back to the office, She looked at Jonathan and wondered what was making him moody
"Hey, what's up, you've been quiet and that's not you " She asked and focused on the driving
"You wouldn't believe if I told you" Jonathan relied and sighed
"Try me" Angel said and smiled
"Alright, Hell Keeper escaped hell and The Circle of Elders wants me to stop them, so I made a bargain"
Angel scoffed and shaked her head
"Are you speaking in metaphors?"
"I told you, what else do you want me to do, you've seen me come back alive, isn't that proof enough? "
"Well, I might have seen that, but I have seen weirder things"
A lifeless body suddenly dropped on the bonnet of the car, and immediately Angel stepped on the break, jerking her forward and hit her head against the steering.
Jonathan quickly alighted, followed by Angel, he got closed to the body and took a closer look at the pale body, looking like it was sucked dry. He pulled the collar of the shirt and had a surprise look on his face, on seeing the bite mark on the neck of the body.
"Hell mark " Jonathan said and looked up at the building the body had fell from
"Judas! " He said softly, seeing the person on the building. He looked at the boy and then back up and saw the person was gone.
Angel hanged up the call and walked up to Jonathan
"This is strange "
"To mere humans it is, Judas is on earth "
"Judas, like, Judas Iscariot " Angel asked and looked at Jonathan scornfully
"I wonder who else is with him? "

Chapter Eleven

BEFORE PONTIUS PILATE
And Pontius Pilate stood proudly on the marble dias.
He was decked in his military finery.
He could hear the crowd shouting outside the walls.
They were like dogs.
Blood thirsty.
In the room with him was a man.
Average of height.
Slight of build.
Dark of complexion.
Short and curly of hair.
Handsome of looks.
Calm of demeanour.
Plain of dressing.
Regal of bearing.
The man was staring at him.
Without fear.
Yet without hate.
He oozed love.
As though he was in possession of a certain knowledge that freed him of all mundane concerns and elevated him to the realm of deep understanding and thus made him project an aura that was nurturing even as it was protective.
Pilate cleared his voice and spoke in his deep baritone.
- What is your surname?
- Bar Joseph.
The man was softy spoken yet his sonorous voice was pregnant with authority.
- And your name?
- Yeshua.
- Age?
- Thirty- three.
- Place of birth?
- Bethlehem.
- Place of domicile?
- Nazareth.
- Mothers name?
- Mary
- Siblings?
- Yes.
- What is your occupation?
- I am a Rabbi.
- For how long?
- Three years.
- And what did you do before that?
- I was a carpenter.
- Why did you change occupation?
- I found my purpose.
Pilate stepped off the dias and slowly walked towards the man.
His jeweĺled sandals clicking on the marble floor.
- You found your purpose?
The man nodded.
It was imperceptible.
- To ruffle the feathers of the mighty?
- No, to share the light of Truth.
Pilate stopped in front of him.
He was taller than the man, yet somehow he felt as though he was shorter than him.
There was a presence that emanated from the man, which his wife had spoken about.
An ancient presence.
That made him seem as old as time itself.
It was strange yet comforting.
It made you feel safe.
As though you were with your mother.
In her womb.
Protected.
- What Truth do you share Yeshua Bar Joseph?
The man smiled.
It made his face glow.
And he appeared as though he was the glorious rising sun.
Pilate felt an indescribable urge to fall down on his knees before the man and he had to stylishly stand akimbo to stop himself.
The man was still smiling.
Pilate knew he had to take back control.
- I asked you a question rabbi.
- I speak of the end of the age of the law which condemns and the beginning of the age of grace, which saves. I share the goodnews of salvation through the supremacy of love above all else. Love of your neighbour as you love yourself and love of the Father with all your might. For the Father is in you and in your neighbour, so if you love them then you love your Father and if you hate them, then you hate your Father. I show a pathway to the unfication of the created with the creator that the destiny of man as ordained by the Father is fulfilled.
Pilate could feel the soothing words wrap him in a warm embrace.
He whispered.
- You are the King of the Jews.
- You said so.
Pilate caught himself. He had made a statement. A validation. An attestation. Instead of asking a question and seeking clarification.
He quickly corrected himself.
- Are you the King of the Jews?
The man's gaze had not wavered from Pilates face.
It was a courageous feat which Pilate had noticed and surprisingly it had not roiled him as it would have if any of his underlings had done the same.
The man still smiled as he spoke.
- I am the Son of God.
Pilate even though a Roman knew enough of Judaism to understand the import of the statement.
He could see why Caiaphas, the High Priest, was so intent on shedding the mans blood.
All of a sudden he felt an incredible urge to protect him from the voices still baying for blood outside.
- That is blasphemous.
- Why?
- The God of the Jews has no son.
- Why is that?
- He is God not man, how can he do as a man does?
- If God can create man out of his own freewill without any one telling him to do it, why then can he not choose to create for himself a son?
- I am not a Jew neither am I a rabbi, I just know enough about your books to know that you are playing with fire by saying such things. Can't you hear the people calling for your head?
- That which they do, they do, because it has been ordained by the Father that His son will pay with his life, that the lives of the created be saved eternally.
- Your life belongs to Caeser, you will not lose it unless he allows it.
- My life belongs to God. He gives it and He takes it.
- In Judea, among the Jews and non Romans, Caeser gives and takes life.
- Everything that happens happens because the Father wants it too.
- Including making you his son?
- Yes, and making you his son too.
- I have no business with your God. Why will he make me his son? I worship Mithras. I am a Roman. I serve at the pleasure of my emperor Caeser.
- And is Caeser the King of the Jews?
- Yes he is.
- So is it that the Son of God stands before you, reminding you that as he is the Son of God, so surely are you the son of God too.
- I am not a Jew.
- Is Ceaser a Jew?
Pilate shook his head.
- How then can a non Jew be the King of the Jews?
- By conquest.
- I will also conquer Lucifer, who stole your sonship of the Father in Eden and as my father has crowned me, so will I crown you. For as Caeser gives you the authority to rule over Judea, so is it that my Father has given me the authority to share my sonship with whoever receives my message and accepts the redemption and reunification of my love.
Pilate stared at him for a long moment.
The man held his gaze.
Pilate sighed.
- And if I accept this sonship what does it do for me?
- It causes a rebirth. That when you lay down this flesh you wear, you will live life eternal.
- Mithras promises me the same thing.
- The promise I speak of will be validated by me. Death will not hold me in the grave. 3 days and I will rise again. Alive. In flesh. To be lifted unto my father, where I will wait to receive all who accept the message of grace and love. And just as I share with you my sonship, so will I share with you my resurrection and my life eternal, that in the ripeness of time, the grave will also not hold you in death.
And Pilate fell silent as he stared at the smiling man.
Then Pilate sighed once again and spoke.
- My wife warned me not to have a hand in your death. She believes you are an innocent man.
- And what do you believe?
Pilate took a moment before he smiled for the first time. His military mien dissolved and his humane face came forth.
- I find no fault in you.
- And what will you do with me?
- I will save you from Caiaphas and his blood thirsty mob.
- You would have no power over me if it were not given to you from above.
- Then maybe as you said, It is your God who has given me the power to save you.
- My Father is not confused.
Pilate looked at him. Confused.
The man spoke again, slowly, as though patiently explaining his thinking to Pilate.
- My Father will not desire me to die to save the many and at the same time desire you to save me from dying and condemn the many.
- You are an innocent man. Whatever your God wants let Him want, but I cannot have a hand in your death.
- You have killed other innocent men. Their blood is on your hands. But for my death, the one who handed me over to you is guilty of a greater sin.
- And the blood that is already on my hands?
- I offer you divine forgiveness and redemption but to receive it and allow it work a rebirth in you, you have to allow the will of my Father be fulfilled on earth as it is fulfilled in heaven.
- Heaven?
- Yes. Where my Father resides. I go to prepare a place for you.
- For me?
- Yes. In three days from now, you are going to accept my message of grace and love. You will be saved, redeemed and your sins blotted out. You will drop this uniform and dedicate yourself to the light of Truth. Others will kill my people but you will not join them. When you close your eyes in death your hands will be clean and your heart will be pure.
Pilate was silent for a moment. Then he laughed.
- You are so sure of yourself Rabbi.
- Yes. I know your future even before you live it.
Pilate regarded him again. The man kept smiling.
- What will I do next?
- You will take me in front of Caiaphas and his people. You will tell them I am innocent. They will call for my death. You will bring out Barrabas and I to offer one of us for your traditional pardon. They will choose Barrabas. You will have me flogged and put a crown of thorns on my head as enough punishment to placate them, but they will call for my death. You will wash your hand and say to them that you have no hand in my death. Then you will hand them over to me and they will crucify me. At the sixth hour there will be a great earthquake and storm. The temple shroud will be torn into two and yourself and your wife will be shaken. Then I will die in flesh and descend to Hell to seize the key of life and death from Lucifer. My uncle Joseph of Arimathea will come to you and ask for my body. You will be remorseful. You will give it to him. I will be buried in a tomb and Caiaphas will ask you for soldiers and a big stone rolled over it. Afraid of an insurrection you will give in. And when on the 3rd day you will hear from your soldiers that the stone had been rolled away and I have risen from the dead. You will remember this day and it is then that your wife and you will with great crying and joy accept my message, my resurrection, sonship and the eternal life I give.
Pilate was stupefied as he listened.
The man continued.
- For you to receive what I freely give, you have to fulfil your destiny.
- My destiny?
- Yes. For salvation to happen for mankind there has to be a Caiaphas to hate me, a Judas to betray me, and you to hand me over to be crucified.
- I don't want you to die!
- The will of the Father must be fulfilled.
There was silence.
It drew on.
Pilate felt the fear.
He struggled with his conscience and the illumining words of the man who stood before him.
The man spoke softly as he watched Pilate's downcast face.
- I forgive you and I love you but the hour is here for the death journey of the Son of God to begin. I must be surrendered unto death, even the shameful and painful death of the cross, that for you, your children and all who receive my message, my love and my sacrifice, there will be a way to be one with the Father as it was originally meant to be, before Lucifer got jealous of the special love the Father has for you and upturned creation.
Pilates face was wet with tears.
He held his hands tight behind him to stop them from trembling in grief.
The man hugged him.
And 2 years after the man was crucified and all he said will happen, had happened, Pilate testified in a house fellowship in which he worshipped with James, Peter and several of the man's disciples, siblings and followers that he had never felt such unadultered love and understanding than he felt that day while hugging the man.
And the crowd in the room that day in Jerusalem cried and sang in gratitude for the gift of salvation that was given them by Yeshua Bar Joseph, the carpenter who became a rabbi and spoke to all who would listen about the enabling gift of grace and the redeeming power of love.
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Angel hanged up her phone and dipped it into her pocket and looked at Jonathan who seemed to be deep in thought
"Dude, I called the police, they are on thier way" She said and hit Jonathan on the shoulder
"Cheer up, shit happens" She said and walked out of the room
"The shits I have been into, is more than your existence " Jonathan mumbled and walked out.
Angel sat on a chair in the reception and watched as Jonathan flirted with the receptionist, She felt jealously hit her, but she quickly waved it off and concentrated on the pictures on her camera.
She sighed, as she found it difficult to ignore the feelings.
"Jonathan " She called out trying to calm her nerves.
"Yes" Jonathan replied and swiftly turned around, and collided with a man, wearing a green overall and a black cap, holding a broom and Parker on his hands.
Jonathan hastily helped the man and begged him, Jonathan smiled at him and helped him adjusted the collar of his cloth. Jonathan paused and sniffed the man.
The man grunted and hit off Jonathan's hand from his shirt.
"Wait" Jonathan said to the man and raised a finger up. "You smell familiar "
Angel sighed and kicked Jonathan on the leg
"He is a cleaner " She said and looked at the receptionist to confirm.
"No, he is the killer " Jonathan said and groaned in pain, as he tried to sniff harder.
The man bowed his head and was about taking to his heels, Jonathan dashed forward and grabbed him by the collar, still with his right hand, he tilted the man around, raised him up and pushed him hard on the chest, still with his left hand and still maintain his position without moving.
"Bloody hell" Angel muttered and quickly began taking pictures
Jonathan walked up to the man and raised his unconscious body up, and just then everything stopped moving.
"So, what do you want in return to get back hell keeper back to hell and others " Iranse's voice came behind Jonathan
"Freedom " Jonathan said.
"Granted" Iranse said and disappeared.
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A young lady arrived at a meeting wearing clothes that were quite revealing her body parts. Here is what the Boss told her:
He took a good look at her and made her sit. Then he said some truths she will never forget in her whole life.
He looked at her straight in the eyes and said;
"Lady, everything that God made is valuable in this world, is well covered and hard to see, hardly to find and hardly to get...
<·/*\·>
<·/*\·> Where do you find DIAMONDS??...
Deep down in the ground, covered and protected.
<·/*\·>
<·/*\·> Where do you find the Biggest PHILIPPINE PEARLS??...
Deep down at the bottom of the Palawan Ocean, covered up and protected in a beautiful shell.
<·/*\·>
<·/*\·> Where do you find GOLD??...
Way down in the MINE, covered over with layers of rock and to get them, you have to work hard and dig deep down to get them. RIGHT??...
<·/*\·>
He looked at her with serious eyes and said; "Your BODY is SACRED and UNIQUE." You are far more precious than DIAMONDS, PEARLS and GOLD, and your body should be well covered too.
He added "if you keep your TREASURED MINERAL just like diamonds, pearls, and gold deeply covered up, a REPUTABLE mining organization with the requisite machinery will fly down and conduct YEARS of EXTENSIVE EXPLORATION...
First, they will contact your government {FAMILY}, sign professional contracts {WEDDING} and mine you professionally {LEGAL MARRIAGE}.
But if you leave your PRECIOUS MINERALS uncovered on the SURFACE of the EARTH, you always attract a lot of ILLEGAL MINERS to come and mine you illegally.
Everybody will just pick up their CRUDE INSTRUMENT and just have a dig on you just freely like that.
Keep your bodies DEEPLY COVERED so that it INVITE PROFESSIONAL miners to chase you...
Let us ALL ENCOURAGE our SISTERS, DAUGHTERS,WIVES, and FRIENDS to DRESS WELL & DECENTLY...
AM I TALKING SENSE?
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A fireball hit one of the Elders of Judecca on the chest, sending him off the chair, followed by another round of argument among them.
"ENOUGH!! " An Elder shouted and hit his staff on the ground, followed by lightening all around
"Enough, Hell Keeper left his job, roaming earth, more than twelve souls has escaped and we all know the kind of chaos they can bring"
"Since when do you care about human, at least we want them more in hell"
"All your years of existence, haven't you learn lesson about balance of power and nature and how do you think Lucifer will react when he finish another round of imprisonment in Judecca and see how we handled Hell Affairs? "
"Jonathan, send a messenger to him, he is the only one we can think of"
"Be sure to be able to have an enticing offer to give him, Jonathan is no different from Lucifer, they both have deal making in common "
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Jonathan knelt down beside the dead body and looked at Angel who was busy taking pictures with her camera. The atmosphere suddenly looked slow in movement, Jonathan sighed as he watched Clara taking shots in a very slow manner.
"Iranse " Jonathan said and looked as a man formed out in thine air before him
"What horrible message have thou come to deliver?"
"Hell Keeper is on earth "
"Good for him, at least he should enjoy what life has to offer "
"Samael, Ahitophel, Judas, and others, they all escaped hell, and are here also"
Jonathan smiled and sat on the chair
"I have Vacancy in Hub and Hub, they are welcome to apply"
"You know the consequences, what do you want in return to stop them "
Jonathan smiled and stood up facing Iranse
"What I want they can't offer"
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Chapter Ten
Jonathan smiled and at the same time grinning as he swiped the screen of his phone, he giggled and widened his eyes, with full concentration

"Jonathan" Angel's voice came before him.
Jonathan quickly pressed the phone power button and threw the phone on the chair. Angel smirked and paid close attention to the audio coming from Jonathan's phone.
"Jonathan what's that? " She asked pointing to the phone
"Ahem, nothing, just trying to get the hang of having a phone " Jonathan replied and faked a smile.
Angel picked the phone up and immediately looked away.
"Jonathan, this is pornography " Angel shouted and pressed the home button on the phone.
"Actually we could act it live" Jonathan said and winked at Angel, he slowly removed his shirt, seductively flaunting his abs.
"You're silly, this stays with me, come on, we have a case to pursue "
Jonathan heaved and stood up immediately
"Please try as much as possible not to get into a fight" Jonathan said and ran after her.

Jonathan followed behind Angel, also trying to lace his shoes. Angel sighed and walked up to the hotel receptionist and showed her batch.
"Sorry madam, Our Policy does not allow such, only the police can and even with a warrant " the lady said calmly and smiled at Angel.
She turned around looking disappointed, She smirked at Jonathan and walked pass him.
"Hello, sweet berry sweet charm" Jonathan said to the receptionist looking deep into her eyes, he walked forward and leaned on the reception counter.
"Hi" the girl replied with a blush
"So tell me, how do I look, handsome, wild, rude? " Jonathan said and blew a kiss at her
Angel turned back and watched the scene with interest.
"You're my dream man" the girl said and dipped the tip of her pen into her mouth
"Here, one over tonight, but allow us to do our duty" Jonathan said and handed her his Card
"Sure " She said and allowed them.
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Tundra walked about the lab, looking round at huge tubes both sides, She sighed still looking at the vast tube before her.
"Inject all of the with the Super Gene" She said and turned around to look at the Professor and saw Prime standing before her.
"Prime" She said and swinged her baseball bat at him.
On impact the bat shattered to pieces, She giggled and took few steps backward.
"This thing is bigger than you, let it be, it's a simple order" Tundra said and mirage formed on her hands.

Godhand held Professor by the shirt and pushed him down on the chair.
"Where is the super gene syndrome? " God hand asked and folded his glowing fist
"You'll kill me first " Professor replied and punched a button on the table beside him.
The loud blaring alarm that came next, diverted Godhand's attention and quickly Professor gave him a headbutt and dashed out of the room, with a tablet with him. He ran into the lab and tapped the screen of the tablet.
"Initialization completes in 5 seconds, 1.." an automated voice said and on every tube in the room a thick slimy liquid from above poured into it.
"That's the future Prime, you can't stop it" Tundra said and gave Prime a heavy punch on the stomach sending him crashing against a tube. The tube crashed spilling the human and water in it to the ground.
Godhand rushed out and sighted Tundra running off, he leaped down the up Floor and hit hard against her.
Prime felt a strong hand hold his leg, looking back, he saw the man from the broken tube, holding him tightly and having yellow glowing eyes. The man raised him up and smacked him against the ground.
Prime grunted and gave him a punch in the jaw, which only made him stagger back with just a step. Prime flew back hoping the man was lacking that, suddenly he felt a hit, which sent him to the ground beside Godhand.
"That's just two Oddumans, imaging all three thousand" Tundra said and laughed wickedly.
A portal opened beneath Prime and Godhand, and pulled them in.
"Nothing feels like success" Tundra said and laughed more harder

Chapter Four

Present
Jonathan pressed Clara's chin and smiled at her
"Your sins are forgiven but I have a new partner so cheers to me" Jonathan said and spanked a girl passing by on the bottom
"That reminds me, WHERE IS TEMMY! " Jonathan shouted and broke a bottle on the ground f gain everyone's attention.
A girl walked forward and wiped the tears on her face
"Call came in She died hours ago, trapped in a cooling box" the girl said and sniffed
"What a horrible way to die" Jonathan said and signaled the girl to go.
"Clara, follow me, come along, this is a case, my employee died a horrible death, I'll have to visit the land of the dead" Jonathan said and hastily ran up the stairs.
"What is he saying? "Ange asked looking confused
"Come you'll find out yourself " Clara replied and held Angela by right hand.

Jonathan groaned and fell on his bed looking exhausted.
"I can't access the underworld, I feel like every normal being" Jonathan said and jumped up
"How is that possible? " Clara asked confused
"Her, I am vulnerable whenever she is close" Jonathan replied.
Clara looked at Jonathan and then turned to Angel who was already confused
"You can go, don't make things more complicated to understand " Clara suggested.
Immediately Angel was gone, distance away from Hub and Hub, Jonathan felt surge of energy flow through him and instantly, the room went dark, and horrible noise completely taking over.
Clara fell hard on the bed as a strong wind pulled her off her feet.
Jonathan stood on a mountain, looking at the very long and unending line, he looked carefully through the line and found Temmy. He leaped down the mountain and stood beside her
"Temmy" He called out and held her by the shoulder.
"How did this happen?" Jonathan asked and pulled her out from the line.
"I was trying to make extra cash to cater for my son, then I got kidnap and forced into a box and left to die " Temmy said sobbing "And now I'm going to hell"
"Who did it? "
"An admirer " She replied and sniffed
"Come with me" Jonathan said and slashed his hands into the air.
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Clara helped Jonathan to his feet and sat him down so he could regain his strength, Temmy also stood up from the ground and looked around in amazement.
"Seems it's not easy bringing the dead back " He said and stood up.
"What about her? " Clara asked
"She won't remember anything about this" Jonathan replied and stood up, took a bottle of beer and gave it to Temmy
"Dispose that "
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Jonathan placed a knock on the door before him and waited patiently for it to be opened.
"Good morning "
"What's good about the morning? " Jonathan said and instantly his head turned into his demon counterpart
The man got gripped by fear and immediately banged the door. He ran to his kitchen and grabbed a knife, turning around, he saw Jonathan smiling at him
"Tell me, why did you kill Temmy" Jonathan asked and raised the man up by the shirt.
The man grunted and stabbed Jonathan right in the right eye.
Jonathan flinched and threw the man hard at the kitchen cabinet, he grunted as his eyes healed itself and went back to normal. Jonathan grunted again and turned fully into his demonic form, his Red head filled with thorns and his eyes missing in the dark socket of the skull. He used his tail the lift the gas cylinder beside him and snapped his finger, making flame on the tip.
"Get thee behind me Satan, I bind and cast you" the man said in fear, crawling backward on his bottom.
"I'll personally assign a demon to look after you in hell" Jonathan said and opened the cylinder and threw the fire on his finger at it.
Looking from afar Jonathan smiled, seeing the house going up in flames.
"Let no evil behold my sight" He muttered and zoomed of his car.
A boy looked at Jonathan and smiled, he killed the expression and made his eyes flash red.

Chapter Ten

Mistaken identity..... That's not me Sir....

Check my dashboard....

Chapter Three
Base
Daniel came out from a portal and raised his hand up, as Divine pointed a gun at him, and clicked it.
"Hey" Divine said and shot the gun at him.
Daniel quickly opened a portal before him, allowing the bullet to go in, he ran into the portal and came out behind Divine and held him tight by the neck.
"I'm looking for Remi" Daniel said, clutching Divine's throat tightly.
Divine grunted and suddenly, a metal flew from nowhere and hit Daniel hard on the arm, denying him grip on Divine.
The metal flew in mid air before Divine and seperated, joining to his arm and legs and transformed into cyber arms.
"When did he start recruiting mad men to his team? " Daniel said annoyingly
Divine's hand transformed into huge gun with wide barrel, as huge as a human head, and from it hot flames began coming out from it.
"Daniel " Remi's voice came from the entrance.
"Dude, when did you add madmen to the team" Daniel asked and summoned out his staff.
"And where have you been? "
Daniel smiled and hit the butt of his staff on the floor.
"If I don't stop time travelers, your present will be messed up, I came to warn you about Leviathan, he is planning something big, and I saw it today" Daniel said and shakes Remi.
"Nothing good comes from that name" Divine replied.
"That's Dynamo " Remi said and walked out.
"See, its something called the Super Gene, has ability to alter ones DNA and give them abilities, somehow Leviathan has matched his blood up with it" Daniel said and looked straight and Remi.
"Super Gene, the government has banned us from doing anything or else we would be seen as terrorist and they'll come after us" Remi said quietly.
Daniel scratched his head and opened a portal before them.
"Then we will do it on a low key, we don't know what Leviathan stands to gain from this " Daniel said and took a test tube on the table inside the portal.
"Super Gene" Daniel said and gave Remi the tube "See you soon" He said and vanished.

*
"It has been alleged against you, Prime, to have seen yourself as a god, the lives of two hundred souls which were lost due to the inability to control threat lies on you. By the power infested in me, the court hereby rules out further involvement in supernatural matters and from henceforth sees you as a threat any further involvement you'll tag yourself a terrorist "
Prime's body began to bring out sparks, and immediately the atmosphere changed, the cloud changed form.
"Prime" Godhand's voice said behind him. "We will do as the lordship pleases, we will stop immediately interference " Godhand said and held Prime on the shoulder.


Remi sat quietly in Divine's mechanical workshop watching him as he welded metals together, he sighed and unmuted the television on seeing Prime on it.
"They will never appreciate, I'll wait carefully till Leviathan bites them in the bottom" Remi said and smirked
"You should be at work " Divine said and adjusted the goggles on his face.
"I'll break their bones, Emeka will handle it" Remi replied and came down from the top of the car he sat on.
"No matted what happens, no one should interfere in human affairs "
"You're human"
"No I'm a demigod" Remi replied and walked out angrily.
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Underneath Levi group of company, lies another world entirely, another company, another doing.
Huge tubes filled up with green water and unconscious human being filled the entire space, about five hundred of them. Men dressed in white lab coat constantly moving from one tube to another pressing some buttons by the side, allowing it to give out thick steams.
A hologram suddenly popped up in mid air, showing the image of a huge man, completely dressed in black overll, covering his entire face.
"My Lord " a girl said holding tight to a baseball bat on her left hand.
"Tell me Tundra"
"Professor had a break through on our subject and we succeeded in legally shutting down Prime and his minions"Tundra said and smiled as the right part of her face turned white
"That's good news so far, begin distribution as soon as possible, we can't wait for Super Gene to come forth " the hologram said and disappeared.
Traveller peeped from hiding and saw Tundra walking off, he held tight to his staff and opened a portal beneath himself.

Chapter Three

All you need is just one better slap with turning stick from mummy shedrach, you'll automatically go to factory reset

Chapter Two
Emeka wiped sweat off his face as he dropped a box to the ground beside many others, he gave a slight cough and strecthed his back.
"Why do we always have to carry the boxes? " A young boy asked and dropped a box to the ground, setting it neatly with others.
"That's us, I supply the cash, you make the gadgets, and only us know how costly and fragile there are" Emeka replied the boy and patted him on his shoulder.
Remi walked in on them and tapped a nearby box drawing their attention
"What's all these boxes "
"Well, we can't fold out arms and let those with super powers take the glory " Divine replied and folded his arm
"I see, low budget batman " Remi replied and laughed "We might have found something "
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A man dressed in lab coat came out of a theater room having two test tubes in both hands, he took th right turn and opened the food before him.
"Here, get words to Overseer, tell her I might have come up with a solution" the man said to the ladyseated on the chair bfore him.
"Alright, make sure you're on track "
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Remi and Emeka stood beside Matthew who sluggishly tapped the buttons on the keyboard of his laptop.
"Matthew, this is taking forever " Emeka said impatiently
"Chill bro, this isn't my field " Matthew replied and finally tapped the enter button, displaying three folders on the screen of his laptop.
"So, I began taking dark courses and on the long run, I somehow acessed Levi's Company document, I felt strong ties between that name and leviathan, turns out I'm right" Matthew said and clicked on the first folder.

Suddenly the folders deleted one after the other, leaving Matthew clueless on what next to do, he slowly turned around and met the curious face ofboth Remi and Emeka
"Its strange and I'm new to this, however, it talked about something called the Super gene, said it is capable of changing ones DNA, completely altering it and giving them abilities " Matthew said and studied their reaction
"Super Gene? " Emeka said and sighed.
"The reason why Leviathan is so keen on this is a mystery to me, right from time" Remi said ad leaned on the table.
"Let them do their thing, we are always here" Matthew said and shut down his laptop.
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Remi's golden cape flowed freely behind him, his white costume perfectly matching, his eyes glowed red,a means of keeping his identity. He landed among huge crowd of reporters standing at the entrance of the City Court.
"Prime, is I true about the news going round, being in ties with a secret society, wanting to over throw the government? "
"Prime, how true is the allegation of........ "
Prime walked forward ignoring the series of questions thrown at him, entering into the court, he was ushered to the witness stand and immediately hearing commenced.
"Thank you for honoring this call, this shows how civilized we are becoming "
The judge said and write on a document before him.

Jonathan ushered Angel into Hub and Hub, carrying Angela up in his arm. Angel quickly covered Angela's face, preventing her from seeing the nude ladies,walking about.
"Jonathan, and you said its safe bringing Angela along" Angel asked angrily and turned around to leave.
Just the Clara walked in on them
"Oh" Clara said and turned around to leave.
"Its good you're here, come on let's have fun" Jonathan said and pushed them forward, ushedig them to the bar.
"Mom, I have the internet, I browse things, nude women and the party life isn't strange to me" Angela shouted and pulled her mother's hand off her face.
Jonathan turned around and raised his shoulder up
"You wouldn't believe if I told you" Jonathan said to Angel and pushed them forward.
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138 Years Ago
Vivian hugged Jonathan tightly and kissed him deep on the lips, she gasped fo air and quickly pulled off, looking wild at Jonathan.
"I have been doing exhibition or years with no success and here, it went so easy" Vivian said and held Jonathan's hand.
"Its good to hear, you won and that's all that matters " Jonathan replied and followed her by the side.
"Jonathan " Vivian said and paused and turned around to stre at him.
"Yes"
"I don't know how I feel about you, but its not normal, let me go straight to the point" She said and heaved loudly
"I love you Jonathan, I mean it" She said and tried smiling at him
Jonathan felt his heart skip, he felt joy within, standing by the road side, he smiled and replied her back
"I feel the same"
A car suddenly crashed off the road and came furiously at Vivian, who was unaware since she back the road. Jonathan saw the car and swiftly, he pulled Vivian to himself and turned her around, so the car would hit him.
The force of collision from the car, threw Jonathan forward, making him loss grip on Vivian.
People quckly gathered around and helped Jonathan to his feet, everyone surprised at how he survived with no sign of injury.
"Vivian" he muttered and turned around
His mind went straight into madness, seeing a huge rode pierced through Vivian's neck.
"No, no"
"You're not allowed to fall in love" Jonathan heard the horrible voice in his head.

Present

You know the funniest thing about this, is that you get your next inspiration from places you don't expect.
When I hit the Block, I usually take a walk round the street, observe the things I see, play music to relax my brain, at times I just sit and look around blankly and somehow the next idea comes, but truth be told, its not as easy as told

Remi slammed his body against the Leviathan in the middle, the impact sending both of them in opposite direction. He crashed on the bonnet of the car, thrasing the entire metal.
"Are you okay? " Amina asked and formed an ice sword on her hands.
"I don't know" Remi replied and elevated into the air.
Emeka rolled on the ground and gave the leviathan a back kick on the knee joint, making it loss balance. He roared and gave him a knee kick on the chest, making the leviathan fall hard to the ground.
Ewatomi elevated into the air and flew down and grabbed a leviathan by the neck, She suddenly felt weak and fell hard to the ground,instantly her face began to go pale.
The leviathan walked closer to Ewatomi and raised his hand up, and transformed it into a sharp blade.
Joachim dashed forward, faster than the speed of light, he dashed towards Ewatomi and pulled her away from the incoming strike, and instantly launced an upper cut on the jaw of the Leviathan.
Remi held the leviathan by th neck and shot out lasers from his eyes, boring deep holes into the forehead of the leviathan
Emeka groaned and slit the throat of his opponent and kicked the body to the ground. Amina got a heavy hit on her stomach and rolled hard on the floor, she angrily shot ice dart at the approaching leviathan.
The leviathan groaned as the ice pierced his chest, he growled and increased its pace.
Joachim cracked up lightning from his body and dashed towards the leviathan and hit his head hard with his thundered palm, instantly frying the brains.
Remi's fist suddenly bursted out from the chest of the leviathan and smaked his body on the floor
"Are you okay? " He asked Amina and helped her to her feet.
"Yes"
Joachim pulled Ewatomi up and walked towards Remi.
"Is that Leviathan's new recruits, he should train them well" Emeka said and cleaned the blood on his sword.
"I don't think so, Leviathan won't being mediocre to us, unless he is up to something " Remi replied and walked up to the car
"They're up to something, something bugged than us

Chapter Two

SUPER GENE (THE RISE OF ODDUMANS)
From : The Prime Insane Universe
Written by: Olusegun Ayomide Shedrach
© PIU, 2019
Introduction
The Leviathan Society has now fully come out of hiding, overthrowing every force standing against them, Recruiting every soul willing to follow their blind cause. Look around, corruption, death, disappointment, among others, immorality, even the crime records are filled up, we now live in a world with a wrong cause and a failed mentality.

The work is not to the strongest, and the race not to the fastest, opportunity happens to them all - Devilpen.

Chapter One
Remi fixed his gaze on the side mirror of the car, watching as drop of water trickled down the glass, Emeka paying full concentration to the driving, the heavy downpour of rain, made their journey more difficult, Amina sitting between Joachim and Ewatomi.
Amina sniffed and wept silently, trying as hard as possible to control the tears that already wield up in her eyes.
"Amina, the tears won't bring him back" Remi said and sighed, also in a bad mood
Remi looked back and his eyes caught Ewatomi looking directly at him, he blinked his eyes and looked away
"We all know who we are up against" Remi said and sat well.
"They won't give up" Emeka said and halted the car few meters before the people dressed in entirely dark cloth, with a "L" inscription on the center of their cloths.
The glass wiper was the only thing that made a screeching sound, as everyone sat in the car, while the people on the road stood still in the rain.
"Leviathans" Joachim groaned and leaned forward to have a better view.
"Should I call backup?" Joachim asked and instantly brought out his phone
"No, they are just five, we should be able to take care of them" Emeka replied and removed a sword from under the seat.
Emeka alighted the car first and slashed his sword in the air, he stucked out his tongue allowing the rain drop on his face to trickle down on it. Remi opened the door and also alighted, folding up the sleeves of his shirt.
Joachim and others also alighted, Amina didn't waste time in turning the water around her body into ice, while Ewatomi walked forward and tore the edge of her gown to allow her move freely.
"For Incubus" Remi said in a low tone
"For Incubus" the others replied and dashed forward at their opposition.

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Jonathan came out of a mall, having two bags with him, he smiled at himself and entered into his car, he opened the blue bag and brought out a camera from it, admiring he scoffed and switched it on.
"How do you work? " Jonathan asked and squinted his eyes.
He moved the camera about, looking through the lens, he smiled and clicked the shot button.
"Cool" He smiled and repackaged the camera.

Tolu looked through the window in Clara's office, he clicked his tongue and turned angrily at Clara who was already sober.
"You keep refusing me, I can easily tell you want that beast"
Clara banged her fist on the table and stood up at Tolu
"He is not a beast, and I just like him as a friend and you shouldn't have problem with that "
"Friend, but you've not been the same since he got a new partner, and everything I do to make you smile, seems void"
Clara sat down back and rolled the chair around.
"I owe him apology, I'm not jealous, I wronged him "
"This is it, if I see that dude lurking around you, then it's over " Tolu said and walked out.
Clara sighed and placed her hands on her chest, she pressed the power button on her phone
"Jonathan" She said looking at the picture of her and Jonathan on her wallpaper " I hope I won't regret this action "

Jonathan knocked gently Angel's door and adjusted his cloth
"Vulnerable again" He said and knocked again.
Angela opened the door and screamed with joy, seeing Jonathan before
"Mom, the handsome boy is here, you guessed right" Angela shouted and ran in.
Jonathan went in and saw Angel coming out from the kitchen having a yellow apron on her and a huge kitchen knife.
"Hi" Jonathan greeted and walked closer to her.
"Biscuit, go to your room " Angel said to her daughter
"Why do I always miss the fun part " Angela said and ran into her room
"So I got you these" Jonathan said and raised the bags up "Latest HD cameras, check the specs" Jonathan said and brought them out.
Angel was dumbfounded, on seeing the cameras, she sniffed and smiled at Jonathan
"Thanks sweetheart, this is the best " She said and hugged him passionately
Angel smirked and used the knife on her and to cut Jonathan on the arm.
"Aish" Jonathan screamed and let go off her "is that suppose to be a thank you" Jonathan asked blankly
"I'm sorry, mistake, where did you get the money for these, this is close to two million"
"I own Hub and Hub " Jonathan said.
"Thank you Jonathan" She said and pecked him on the cheeks and quickly went back to the kitchen
Jonathan turned around and saw Angela standing at door that led to her room
"You're getting free kiss from my mom"
"Come let me tell you something "
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When will you concluded the previous one.....
It's not easy but you gat try to...

Chapter 10
Burden

Damilola threw the game pad to the ground and lid on the ground, his third day at home, two weeks of suspension now looked like eternity to him.
"You Lose" the voice from the game he was playing filled the entire room.
"God" He said and stood up, since the last time he had the new experience, he has tried every means to turn it back on, but it all looked impossible, maybe it was a one time thing was what he had used to make himself feel better, even though he knew it couldn't be just one.
His attention turned to his phone, which made a popping sound, he picked it and looked at the message.
"It's late, home alone" Damilola said and turned the face of his phone down.
He looked at the phone and turned it off, he picked a novel and opened through the pages, he yawned and soon he fell asleep.

"We were ambushed, his face was covered, the way he fought was so fast" a man said to John.
John paid close attention writing down the necessary details, the man before him was giving out. He looked at the huge man standing beside him, and then to the tape board on the wall, having a sketch of the masked man.
"He looks like that? " John's partner asked the man, pointing to the sketch on the wall.
"Yes, exactly", His hands also brings out black smoke, and it's like it's metallic"
Clement, John's partner sighed and stared at John, He himself had no clue, since he had not come across the masked man or Devil Hand as he was tagged.
"That'll be all, we will call you when we need you, thanks for cooperating" John said and shook hands with the ma before he left.
"I know, we both know you know who this vigilante is" Clement said, looking at John coldly.
"Dude, because you hate me doesn't mean, I have to be your Prime suspect" John deployed in defense and stood up from His seat.
"Go home, your wife and children waits their father, it's late already" John said and opened the door to go out.
"You might have succeeded in deceiving others, but I know you killed your wife, I saw the bullet" Clement said and sat on the table.
"Clement, be careful what you say, accusing me because of hate won't do you any good"
"Always watch your back" Clement said and cocked his gun, then pointed it at John
"Kaboom!!" Clement imitated the sound of the gun and dropped it on the table "John, I'm watching "

Damilola suddenly jumped off the bed, gasping for breath, He gulped hard, and felt a sharp pain in his throat, He sighed and watched as sweat dropped of his face to the floor and all his body already soaked with sweat.
He turned on his phone and switched on the torch, looking at his arm, his night dress was already burnt around the arm level, He looked beside him and saw the burnt pieces.
"What's wrong? " He asked himself.
Damilola pulled off the night dressed, standing before the mirror, he pointed the top h to himself only to discover, his muscles had increased, he felt his arm and noticed how mildly hard it was.
Already denied sleep, Damilola said on his bed and opened his phone contact list, scrolling to Martha's contact, He pressed it down and clicked on message.
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Martha followed Damilola to his room, following behind Him, Her previous experience had made Her even more cautious.
"Alright" Damilola said, on getting to his room, He picked up the night dress and laid it on the bed.
"I don't know how it got burnt" He said pointing to the burnt cloth and next to the burnt pieces on the bed.
Martha picked a piece and looked at it closely, then back to Damilola.
"It's odd, but seeing someone open a portal in the real world, and another who is super fast, I have no option than to belive" She paused, scrutinizing the piece "Seems you have powers, you know in movies I've seen, it's normal you don't know you have, until you pay close attention"
"I don't understand "
"You also look different, your body, your face" Martha said attempting to touch his face.
"I know, I know, just" Damilola said and knocked off Martha's hand.
Martha looked round the room and walked towards the police baton which were hanged on the wall, She took one and turned to Damilola.
"What are you doing? " Damilola asked confused.
"I don't know" Martha said and quickly smacked the baton against Damilola's left arm.


Immediately the baton made contact with Damilola's arm, it shattered into many pieces.
"Look at that" Martha shouted excitedly and pointed to Damilola's glowing arm.
Damilola closed it up, with His mouth widely opened, He admired it and looked at Martha.
"Wow"
"So that's it afterall, the glowing shred the cloth, which means no long sleeves" Martha said and sat down on the bed.
"But"
"No But, you're lucky to have this, I would be happy if I had, just that it's a burden, when a threat comes up, you know the superhero things"
"Well it's between you and I, and no super hero anything, I can't risk my life over other people's problem" Damilola said and switched on the television.
"Hope it doesn't get to that, but you know for every action, there is a reaction" Martha said.
Damilola paused for a while, something struck his mind, the day he was injected, Martha too was also injected and She survived which means, She also had powers that were yet to manifest.
"Martha" He called put suddenly and turned to face her
"What? "
"Nothing, I was just overthinking" He said and faked a smile "I was thinking, we should find something to eat, down the street"

The End

Credit Scene

"Martha, the action and reaction, there is news going about a night vigilante with smoky hands"

"I'm God Hand, I'm Heavens Instrument"
Damilola dashed into the highway, leaping over an incoming vehicle, he gained stand and, picked momentum again, adjusting the black mask on his face, which was making it difficult for him to breath.
He felt the urge, urging him to crawl up the building before him, giving in, Damilola jumped on the wall, his hands gripping it tight, he pulled himself up on the wall, getting to the rooftop, he saw the bag thieve, running as fast as his legs could carry him...............

Coming Soon
God Hand (Volume Two)
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Author's Block

Hi, my name is Olusegun Ayomide Shedrach, Popularly known as Devilpen, it's a great pleasure having you on this train, I hope you enjoyed the ride, I did.

The Prime Insane Universe, will do it's best to bring you the best of its series, it's all we do, it's what we are good at.
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Best Regards
Team Prime.

Chapter 8
A New Being
Three Months Later

A dark human figure, jumped from a rooftop, landing softly on another, it rolled on its back and swiftly stood to its feet, looking at the half moon light, then to the empty and lonely street, as three cars drove in and stopped in front of a huge gate after about three minutes the gate came open and the cars drove in.

Damilola tapped the alarm gadget beside his bed and let out a slight cough, three months ago, no one will believe, he would recover quickly from whatever disease held him, but here he was looking even better than before more relief was knowing Martha was also alive.
As bad as their experience was, no one had the guts to tell a third party what happened to them, the previous week at school, Martha had only said She only remembered the crashing of the television set and nothing else, only to find herself at the hospital, and her being a victim of kidnappers, miraculously surviving.
Damilola had decided not to press the issue any further, since he knew what happened and keeping Martha in the dark will only make things safer.
He stood up and walked towards the standing mirror, admiring himself, he raised up his hands and sighed, somehow he knew he was looking different, not bothering much He proceeded to the bathroom.
John rested His head on His office desk, adjusting himself on the chair, he used his hands to move the files on the table aside.
The door to his office came open, a lanky man with a complete Muslim attire entered into his office and gently tapped his fingers on the table.
"Detective John" The man said and made himself comfortable on the available chair.
John raised his heads up slowly, his eyes looking heavy like it had been denied sleep.
"Alhaji " John muttered and rested his head again.
"Are you okay? "
"I am, just trying to relax"
"Good, Commissioner for Road and Transport, sent me to you" Alhaji said and brought out a white envelop
"Some people are actually trying to prove smart, he wants you to do the needful, all necessary informations are here"
John raised his head and collected the envelop from Alhaji, and tore it open. The door to his office opened and closed by itself, like the wind had done it, which startled John.
"It's just the wind" Alhaji said and stood up to take his leave
"Yes, the wind" John replied, looking at the girl that stood near the window, leaning on the wall, looking ,at Alhaji, it was obvious he didn't see anything.
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Damilola closed his sketchpad, immediately the the electric bell in the classroom rang, he sighed as he flashback to the horrible accident, how he survived without any scratch was still a miracle, even he could not find any reasonable answer to it, His eyes filled with tears, getting back home to see His mother was already gone, then next was the horrible experience, he had three months ago.
"Ghost, you're crying" A boy said and tapped him on the shoulder.
"Let him be, he already lost his mother, he has a lot to think of" Martha said know defense and pushed the boy off.
"Seems I caused you a lot of trouble " Damilola said to Martha, while wiping of the tears from his face.
"Nothing much, although I feel like I'm missing some things" Martha said, and flipped opened Damilola's sketchpad.
"When do I get a sketch of myself?" Martha asked flipping through the pages of the sketch pad
"You never asked for it, until now" Damilola replied calmly.
Martha shrugged and looked at Damilola with a curious look
"You are odd, come, let's go to the field" She said, and closed the pad.
*
*

John slid over his office table to the ground, groaning softly, He quickly stood up and dodged the punch the girl threw at him, grabbing her by the arm, he applied enough force and flipped the girl over, making her crash on the table.
"What's this?" John lamented and pushed the girl to the ground
"The Syndrome worked on you, only a meta can See Me, and with the way you handle this, you already mastered your powers " The girl said as She stood up
"And how does that affect you? "
"You life now belongs to Leviathan"
"Damn Leviathan, those Bastard forced me into it and I owe no one apology" John said and gradually his hands began to bring out dark thick fumes, which gradually crawled up half of his arms, turning it black and a bit shiny.
"What kind of power is that? " the girl asked herself and took a defense stand.
John jumped over the table, his feet finding a suitable spot on the girls neck, which made her loss ground, and slammed her head on the edge of the table.
John sighed and raised her up, lifting her by the neck, he pinned her on the wall, and made a fist.
"I hope when you die, you still remain invisible to the normal eyes" He said and punched the girl on the head, shattering her skull.
He stopped Her body to the floor and picked the white envelop up, cleaned it and walked out of his office.
*
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Damilola reluctantly changed into the goalkeeper's Jersey and ran up to the field, sluggishly walking to his designated goal post, the leather ball suddenly hit hard against his head, and made him loss balance.
"Ghost, ogbeni walk fast jare, we don't have all day" a boy on the opposing side shouted, mockingly.
Damilola stood up and and turned around, and walked up towards the boy.
"Apologies" Damilola said, walking angrily.
Martha quickly ran into the field and held Damilola by the arm
"Hey, leave him" Martha pleaded, pulling Damilola back.
"You wan fight, no leave him, let him come" the boy shouted, beating his chest hard.
"Martha leave me" Damilola shouted and freed himself from Martha's grip.
Walking hastily towards the boy, Damilola dodged the punch that came at his face, with quickly reflex, Damilola punched the boy on the face, without delaying, He gave the boy a headbutt.
Martha gasped seeing Damilola's hand glowing.
Damilola held the boy by the shirt and rolled him to the ground.
"Somebody should hold him" Martha shouted, noticing it was already getting out of hand.
She cursed, seeing no one was ready to separate them, since they were really enjoying the fight scene.
She ran up to Damilola and hugged him right, preventing him from giving another strike. The boy cried in agony as blood rushed out from his nose and some part of his face also.
*
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John came out from a boutique (THE_PULCHERS HUB), holding a shopping bag in his hand, he threw it into his car through the window and entered into the car, he rebrougut out a black face mask from the bag and returned it back to the beg, and ignites his car.
John parked his car, beside a local food canteen in the garage, and alighted, walking among the crowd in the park, he sighted a group of men, about four in number, caking passengers to the buses and at the same time chatting with themselves
"Ekason (Good afternoon) " John greeted them.
"Hey brutha, Lagos, Ibadan, enter there" One of the men replied, attempting to lead John to the available bus
"Am looking for Chairman, Honorable Busayo sent a message to him through me" John said and brought out the white envelop from his pocket.
"tele mi (follow me)" a man said and turned towards the direction of the canteen.
The man raised the curtain that led into the canteen and walked towards a fat pot bellied man, who was busy with hot yam flour and egusi soup, and large meat, beside the food was a keg of palmwine.
"Oga" the man said and went out immediately
John sat down opposite the man and pulled the palmwine keg to himself and raised it to his mouth.
"Were wo ni eleyi? (who is this mad man)" the man shouted annoyingly, drawing other customers attention.
John brought out his gun and laid it on the table, and also his Police Identity Card
"Ahh, you for talk, wetyn you want? "
John wiped the wine traces on his moustache and sighed before passing the envelop to the man.
Hurriedly biting off a piece of meat, the man dipped his had into a bowl of water and washed his hand then used a napkin to clean the water off.
"I don tell Commissioner say dix thing no possible" the man said and lowered his tone " Oga at the top, dey ask for seventy pahcent, Commissioner dey ask for fifty pahcent, me my self I go settle boys " the man lamented.
"E no concern me, settle Commissioner wella, or else na die you dey " John said and stood up.


Chapter 9
Me to the World

Damilola walked out sluggishly, out of the Principal's office, his head down. The final verdict of the school was really annoying, He was no way at fault, all He asked for was an apology and his opponent threw the first punch, which he had to retaliate to, suspending him for two weeks was too strict, not that he was the brilliant type anyway, but him sitting at home for two weeks was really frustrating.
"What was the decision? " Martha asked, walking up to him hastily.
"Two weeks suspension" Damilola replied still having his heads down.
"Wow, not like we are really doing anything, Dammy " Martha said and stopped walking.
"What? "
"You're changing, that anger, I've never seen you like that, and I saw you hands glowing, maybe those were tricks, but something is happening to you " Martha said calmly trying not to annoy him.
"Thanks for observing, can I go? "
Martha clicked her tongue and sighed, maybe She was taking it too far, She thought and decide to let it pass.
Standing at the bus stop, Damilola flagged down a bus and patiently let Martha in before entering, sitting beside her, he sighed and looked at her.
"I was weird today"
"Hmm" Martha replied and looked away.
Damilola brought out his wallet and brought out a hundred naira note and passed it to the conductor.
"Two" He said as the conductor received the money from him.
"I thought you never kept malice" Damilola said looking at her, with a bright smile.
"I don't, I thought you wanted space for yourself, you just passed your stop" Marty said, pointing outside the window.
"I know, am escorting you home"
*
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John opened the door to Samson's office, without further thinking, he flipped the heavy wood office table before Samson over, crashing it against the wall. One of the few things that bothered John's mind was how Samson made profit from the contraband cure that was later tweaked. Although John didn't bother for justice as long as, he had job to take care of, His promotion would have come in handy, but he knew how to play his cards well, the promotion will only put him at limelight and responsibility of tackling corruption which means tackling himself, even his Detective was majorly done by his partner, who had on so many occasion filed reports against John, but all his report never came back with response.
"Tell me, how and why you need more of that stuff? "
Samson smiled, adjusted his hair and stood up.
"Don't try to intimidate me, you should grateful I gave you this powers, and to how it pays me, there is a movement greater than you, so relax, sit down and watch as the whole drama unfolds" Samson replied and snapped his fingers.
The table flipped in a revised action, string itself back to its former position and all the books and files also, flipped back, rearranging themselves neatly, like it was before John threw it over.
John moved back a step, watching as the table rearranged itself.
"Like I said, it's bigger than you"
*
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Damilola followed behind Martha, still walking down the rough and rugged street, Damilola carefully followed Martha as She jumped over the mud, to a better ground.
"There, that's where I live, with my father, he is sure not around, he has problem with alcohol" Martha said, and jumped over mud water, and at the same time avoiding the splash which a motorist made.
Damilola looked at the building Martha pointed at, having faded green paint, the house from afar looked unbalanced to Damilola, as what he saw was a building which could collapse if much strain was put on it.
Martha ushered Damilola in, feeling a bit sunhat sout the setting of the room, the room only had one rugged and worn out three sitter, which also looked rickety. Damilola sighed and gently sat down on the chair, avoiding resting his full weight on it.
"So this is were you come from everyday? " Damilola asked, looking at the sack made ceiling.
"Hmm " Martha replied, feeling hurt by the question, and She dropped her bag on the dirty table.
"I mean the distance, and the road, no one would believe " Damilola said.
A loud cry suddenly came from the street, hearing the horrible noise and as it got louder, Martha looked through the window and quickly ran out through the door. Damilola also stood up and ran after Martha, the third building opposite Martha's house, had already gone up in flames, a cry could be heard from the burning building.
"My child, six month old o" A woman shouted in agony run from one end to another. Soon a group of young boys gathered around with bucket containing sand, and began pouring at the flame, while some hurriedly brought water.
"Call firefighters " Damilola Sid tapping Martha on the shoulder.
"Really, like you don't know what part of the world you live in" Martha replied and looked back at the burning building.
Damilola felt a force urging him to enter into the building and do something, sweat broke out from his forehead, knowing what he was about doing was pure foolishness, contemplating weather to go or not, He felt pressure on his arms, like all the blood in his body was building up on both arms.


Damilola whispered into Martha's ear while trying to subdue the pain building up in his hands.
Martha turned around and saw His hands, the veins looking like they would pop out any seconds, and simultaneous glowing of His hands.
"Christ, Dammy "
Damilola muffled and like an unforeseen urged him on, the urge to go inside the burning house got stronger, He himself found it hard to resist. Damilola ran forwards and jumped into the burning house.
He coughed loud as he got inside, covering his nose with his cloth, a burning wood broke apart from the top, and fell at Him, with swift reflex, Damilola caught and threw it aside, listening carefully to the infant cry, Damilola hurried his way to the bathroom.
"Shey people still dey craze this days ni? "
Martha opened her mouth agape, hoping Damilola was alright, to her what He did was no sign of bravery but foolishness, but any way all She cared about was him making the day.
Damilola jumped out of the burning house through the window, making it shatter to the ground, he rolled on the floor, quickly picked himself up and leaped put of thecompound as the building gave a loud boom sound.
Damilola curled his body around the crying baby, and gradually people began to gather around Him. He stood up, already having the smell of smoke on him, and his face all blackened due to the smoke and the fire, the baby cooed at him, as He let out a bright smile at the baby, and handed it over to its mother.
Praises from different angles began showering on him, even the mother of the baby insisted he received the amount She offered him as a sign of her appreciation.
Damilola looked at Martha and ran up to her, stretching his hands forward.
"I didn't know how"
*
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Later that night, Damilola stood in front of his standing mirror and scrutinized his hands, groaning hard, hoping something would happen, after much attempt he finally gave up.
"Maybe it was just some time thing"He said and retired to his bed.

1:09 am
A dark figure stood on the highway, intercepting the Military convoy, which escorted his target.
The figure, dressed in overall black outfit, with a gun, tucked by the waist, and a black face mask, to his the identity of whoever it was.
The military vehicle in front halted, followed by others, and quickly Armed military men alighted taking cover beside the truck.
"Move aside" the man said and signalled with his finger.
"Kill him" A soldier ordered and immediately the found the trigger and fired at the man before them.
Effortlessly the figure leaped into the sky, and landed on the bonnet of the military vehicle, shattering the windscreen, he rolled over and swept a soldier off the ground and smacked his fist against his face, he rolled forward, dodging the bullets coming at him, grabbed the barrel of a gun, pulled it off the soldier's grip and smakced the butt on his face, he turned the gun around and sprayed mercilessly at the soldiers, dropping them dead.


The figure walked up to the white SUV jeep, which was guarded by the military vehicles, He opened the owners corner and pulled down the lanky looking man dressed in white agbada.
"I've warned you to call off the case" The masked man said and pushed the man against the car.
"Who are you? " the man asked with a shaky voice.
"Answer me, I do the questioning, why didn't you call off the case?"
"Justice, I was robbed off my hard earned money in broad daylight, these stupid politician thinks they are above everyone "
The masked man shaked his head and placed his hands on the man's shoulder, thick black fumes began emitting from the masked man hands, quickly crawling up his arm.
"You should have listened " the masked man said and pressed his palms tightly against the man's shoulder, making it give a cracking sound.
"Ahhh" the man muffled in pain
"Simple instruction, justice is dead, maybe alive, but it's far in this country" The masked man said and continued pressing his hand on the man's shoulder.
"You... Thhh... Iiiiink, I'll beg for mercy, kill me and let my soul hunt you"
The masked man grinned and smacked his fist against the man's face, dislocating the neck bones.
"Fool"

Chapter 6
A Vessel in the Making

Remi leaned on the wall of the living room and watched as Daniel finished up with treating the children.
Ever since the issue with Leviathan, Everyone had kept a low status, each of them blending back into the normal society, except for Daniel who dealt with the Time Realm, and strange creatures which was hidden to the normal human sight.
"Thank you for everything" Damilola said and stood up, expecting Daniel to do whatever he did that brought them here to also take them where they belonged.
"Am glad I witnessed something extraordinary " Martha said, and winced as She felt a sharp pain in her face.
*
*
John opened the driver door of his Land Cruiser and pulled out his pistol, which he kept beside the gear box.
"Everytime you threaten me with a gun, and you think that will scare me off, find my son this very moment " His wife shouted, banging her fist on the car.
"I'll kill you and nothing, nobody will ever question my action" John shouted, pressing the barrel of his gun against his wife's forehead.
She gasped as He pressed the gun hard on her head, making her neck uncomfortable
"You better do, or else, get ready to explain to the whole world, how you managed to build this kind of wealth for yourself, corruption runs through you entire vein".
John bit his lips in regret, finding it impossible to control his anger, He smacked the butt of his pistol against her hear, sending Her straight to the floor.
She screamed loud in agony, and sprang up, and dipped her teeth into his right arm.
John winced in pain, pushing her off to the ground again, he cocked his gun and shot her in the stomach, without attending to her, he entered into his car and zoomed off.
*
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Two weeks Later

Damilola rolled on his bed, weeping uncontrollable, although He didn't have much motherly love from his late mother, Her being dead, felt like a huge part of him was ripped out from His body.
He tried as much as possible to calm himself, but the more he tried the more it looked harder and felt impossible.
"Dammy, I'm off to work, and I might no coming back in weeks, when I return, we will talk about your mother" His father's voice came from his door post.
Damilola raised his already swollen face and threw an object at the door.
"Don't worry, you'll get over it" His Father's voice said again.
After about an hour, Damilola stood up from his bed and walked to the living room, He could still remember vividly how His father didn't hesitate to shoot His mother on the leg, how he had done it, with no feeling of regret. He knew the story his father told the family members was pure and undiluted lie, He was certain his father pulled the trigger and no one else, or any political thug was involved.
But due to the nature of his job, everyone had no other option than to believe him.
"It's a world full of lies" Damilola said and wiped his tears off before going out of the house.
*
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John parked his car at the available parking space and alighted, He sighed and pulled off his dark glasses, and raised his head up, looking at the giant letters on the huge building, before walking in.
"Mr. John" A man dressed in plain white shirt and black trouser welcomed Him and led Him into the elevator.
"So, why the urgent call, Samson" John asked, watching Samson press a button in the elevator.
"Well, you are the only one we could think of, and this is just a gift to appreciate you for all your job well done for us. " Samson replied smiling.
"Talk"
Samson pulled his shirt by the edge and moved his head about.
"Leviathan, the underground movement, they came up with some kind of syndrome, and you are the one I can think of"
John swiftly turned around, grabbed Samson by the collar and jammed him against the wall of the elevator
"You are nicely inviting me to be a lab test " John thundered and pulled out his gun, and placed the barrel under Samson's jaw
"John, listen to me, this is more than a lab test, John, please" Samson begged already sweating profusely.
*

*
Damilola opened the school gate and walked in heading straight to his class, getting to the hall way, He met the Principal. It was the normal routine of the Principal, to always move about, when classes was on his sole aim to catch and punish wanderers who had no specific reason to be out of class.
The School had about twenty classroom blocks, each having nothing less than ten huge and well spaced class, five on the left and right row, each facing each other.
"Dammy, why are you in school, by this time, and even without the proper dress code? " The Principal asked calmly, unlike his usual strict form.
"Nobody home, and I thought the best place to come was here"
"Hmm, we heard about your mother's death, and we are truly sorry the staff decided to pay a visit after school hour today"
"It's of no need Sir, since my Dad is not home and I'm here already" Damilola replied, faking a smile.
"Alright get to class, and be calm alright"
Chapter 7
A Test Subject

Damilola opened the door to his room, noticing something usual, He signalled Martha to stop.
"What's wrong? "
Damilola looked back at Martha and pushed the door open
"Nothing, just that it takes long before the door comes open" Damilola replied and walked in.
Damilola moved aside, allowing Martha to come in, Her coming here wasn't what he planned but She had invited on coming along, so as to help him with the little She could, laundry and most importantly aiding him in cooking, since Is mother was no more.
She heaved, looking round the huge and massive living room, the graffiti painting on the wall, alone was enough to blow ones mind.
"Wow" Marty said and made herself comfortable on the soft cushion chair.
"What's wow" Damilola asked, returning from the kitchen with a bottle water and a glass cup.
"I've, you know, I live in a two bedroom flat, so" Martha said shyly
"But still your Parents could still afford such expensive school, you're rich" Damilola said trying to make Martha fell comfortable
"Well, that's still unexplainable " Martha replied with a smile on her face and received the cup from Damilola.
A painting on the wall suddenly fell to the ground, which startled Martha, unconsciously jumping to her feet. She heaved with relieve and looked at Damilola, who wasn't surprised, Damilola smiled and walked towards the painting to pick it up, just then the television screen broke into pieces.
"Now that's weird " Martha said, feeling unease.
Damilola tried composing himself, although it was obvious he was really scared, if not more than Martha.
The glass cup suddenly rised from the table and hit against Martha's head, making her instantly unconscious.

"Martha" Damilola screamed as he watched her fell on the chair.
Attempting to get closer to her, He felt a strong unforeseen hand pull him by the leg, and without any struggle, he lost balance and fell to the ground, which followed next by a hard hit against his face.
Damilola groaned in as he fell to the ground, already exhausted, he slowly closed his eyes.




John closed the door of the jeep,and waved at whoever was in it as it disappeared into the distance, He smiled and opened the brown envelope with him, glad at the content it contained, John dipped it into his pocket and walked towards his car, inserting the key into the key hole of his car, his phone vibrated
"This better be business" He said to himself, as he hastily retrieved his phone from his back pocket.
"Hello" He said and paused for a long while.
His eyes widened as the person on the other end spoke, quickly he opened the door of his car, still having the phone to his ear.
"Samson, if anything happens to my son, you'll see the sun tomorrow, I swear to God" John shouted angrily and threw the phone on the dashboard, and quickly ignited his car.
*
*
Damilola unconscious body was laid on a hospital bed, and was tightly strapped to the bed metallic frame, while Martha was also laid beside him.
A lady walked into the lab, accompanied by three men and Samson, She removed her dark glasses and tapped her heels on the ground in a rhythmic pattern, Her overall green gown, matching perfectly with her dark complexion.
"In the absence of Crocodile " The lady said and blew the gum in her mouth.
"John had always think himself invisible, it's just of way of making him get the clear message that, you don't work with Leviathan and still please the devil, Belzeebub and Lucifer still works together " Samson said, and folded his hands together into each other.
"It's just a 10% chance this syndrome will work out" A man in blue shirt and brown trouser said, staring at Damilola, then to Martha.
"Start the process, we shouldn't delay anything"
*
*
John recklessly overtook a taxi and turned the steering, taking a quickly turn to the right, He grabbed his phone and dividing his attention into two, concentrating on the driving and at the same time handling his phone, He dialed Samson's number, impatiently waiting for Samson to pick up.
"Christ" John shouted, dropped his phone and pulled the hand brake of the car, turning the steering in order to gain control, so as to avoid colliding with the mobile food vendor before Him.
He listened as Samson's number rang, hoping he would answer his call.
"Bodies will drop" John said angrily and pushed the gear of the car forward.
.
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John alighted his car quickly and slammed the door, and ran towards the door that lead to Samson's company's reception hall.
"Where is Samson? " John asked the lady, at the reception desk.
"Do you have an appointment with him? "
"CHRIST! " John shouted and slammed his palm on the desk "Do I look like a stranger here, or is this the first time seeing me here? " John asked angrily.
"Sir, it just protocol"
John muffled and brought out his gun and cocked it
The girl gasped, as fear gripped her and quickly placed a call
"Sir, Detective John is around, he wants to see you"
The girl quickly hanged up and gulped hard
"He asked you to come to Alagbaka, he said you know where to find him there" The Girl said and wiped sweat off her face.
John sighed and without wasting time he dashed out of the building.


Damilola opened his eyes as a syringe pulled out from his arm, he groaned and tried moving but felt restriction, He tilted his head to the right and saw Martha laying on a � talk bed few inches away from him. He looked at the man dressed in a lab coat and covering his nose with a medical nose mask, holding a syringe in his hand and another lady holding a medical tray, standing next to the man.
The door came open and Samson walked in, having a stern look on his face
"Halt the process, His father is just coming to his right sense" Samson said
"Sir, the girl, She didn't make it" The man said, pointing to Martha
"Dispose her"
Damilola opened his eyes widely, knowing they were referring to Martha
"Hey, what have you done to her?" Damilola asked, trying to free himself from the bed.
"I owe you no explanation " Samson replied and walked out.

John ignore the traffic light, and drove recklessly, luckily avoiding collision with a farm truck, but not without a deep scratch on the body of his car, He sighed and pushed the gear forward and stepped on the accelerator, overtaking a car.
He drifted his car, facing a black gate which had a lion carving on both sides of the gate halves.
"Open up" John said and angrily blared the horn of his car.
Soon the gate came open by itself and John drove his car in recklessly, bashing the gate, he alighted his car, leaving the door open, he ran up to the door of the huge building. Entering into the living room, John walked towards the wall, and pushed his hand on it. The wall opened like a door, Samson standing on the other end, with three huge body guards by his sides.
"Where is my son? "
Samson nodded his head in disapproval and took a deep breath
"I see you are ready to comply, your son is alright, the process was halted, follow me"
Damilola fell to the ground, feeling weak and exhausted, two body guard pulled him up by the arm and draggedhim out of the room.
"Where is Martha? " Damilola managed to say, but his voice was faint.
The guards ignored his question and sat him on an armed chair. The door before them came opened, and John walked in, seeing his son, he quickly ran up to him, kneeling before him.
"Dammy are you alright? " John asked, using his right hand to pull Damilola's face up
John studied his son and flared up in anger
"His pupils are dilated, what have you done to him?" John asked angrily and attempted to attack Samson, but was sent to the ground, by a heavy punch from one of the body guard.
"You came to your senses late, he is strong, he should survive the main process was not yet injected into his blood stream"
"Argh" John groaned and slowly pulled himself up
"Let me tell you what this is, this was supposed to be a cure for Ebola, but somehow it was tweaked, seeing this the British Government ordered the product be halted, and destroyed, but the maker saw an opportunity and sent the last samples to Libya, where our correspondent brought it here to Nigeria, since this country is a dumping ground, our quest for more power is what is making us do this, and you John is the perfect subject " Samson said
"Take him to the lab" Samson ordered the guards who wasted no time in roughly picking John from the ground.

Chapter 4
The Ghost and The Traveller

Damilola made himself comfortable by the window seat of the school bus, which would be taking them on excursion, this year he had decided to move along, and also another reason was because he already someone he could talk to.
"Ghost "
Damilola looked up to his right and there, Martha was making herself comfortable on the seat next to him.
He smirked and looked out through the window, as teachers also made preparation before boarding the bus.
"What made you change your mind? " Martha asked and placed her bag on her leg.
"Nothing much, just felt like going this time around"
Martha raised her eyebrows and widened her lips
"I actually convinced the teachers, so technically I organized it"
"Good for you"
"At least try and pass a good compliment, it won't kill you" Martha lamented and decided to keep mute.
*
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John brought out his pistol and sniffed the barrel, then exhaled, before him was a man tied to the ceramic center table in the huge living room, a woman and a little girl also tied and laid facing down.
"You were warned to pull out of the race, and what did you do?, you want to act as a Messiah? " John said, pacing round the room, while the woman wailed silently.
"Aren't you suppose to protect the less privilege, see what you turned out to, a political messenger" the man said boldly and spitted to the ground.
"Don't judge me, if you are not in my shoes, have you seen how dark the nation is, no ammunition, no vehicle to go on emergency, stupid salary being paid and still not steady, I'll do anything to survival" John said and cocked his gun.
"In your next life, you'll learn to listen to simple instruction" John said and grabbed a pillow on the chair, walked closer to the man with the barrel of the gun tightly pinned to the pillow and he pulled the trigger.
"And you, well you've seen me, so " John said and shot the lady and her child.
*
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Damilola inserted his ear piece into his ear, and relaxed his head on the seat, trying as much as possible to get himself free from Martha's constant questions which was beginning bore him.
"Keep up with the snubs" Martha said and cleared her throat.
Speaking with Damilola seemed like She was craving for his attention, which She had to put in check, he was just to heart hardened for her sake, She sighed and stood up from her seat, also looking at the grasses on both side of the road as thr bus moved without any hindrance.
"Martha, Ghost has successfully ghosted you" A fat boy said from the last seat in the bus, which threw everyone into laughter.
"Mind your business" Martha replied and sat back angrily.

The front tyre of the bus, suddenly busted and instantly it shredded into pieces, the shock jolted Rhone right into reality, few instantly creeping into their heart. Damilola pulled off his ear piece, and held tight to the seat before him, while Martha held tight to him.
The driver, tried controlling the steering, to balance the bus, stepping on breaks, then realized the brakes were already faulty, the more he tried to struggle the more he lost it.
The bus, somersaulted, rolling over and stop abruptly, sending huge piece of metal into the highway, and spillage of Blood all around the road.
A Lexus car stopped some distance away from the wrecked bus, and a man quickly alighted and pulled of his glasses, revealing his eyes which were tightly closed like he was blind.
"No evil shall pass my sight, vengeance if of God and I am his instrument" The man said as a golden staff with green orb on the tip formed in his hand.
Right where the wrecked bus was, was a huge minster, looking horrible, having two tails behind, an abnormal urge chest and long arms. The creature leaped about happily as it rolled in the blood that flowed out from the bus.
The man, squinted his eyes, taking aim at the creature, and a green fireball shot out from the staff, hitting the creature hard and sending it to the floor, the creature snarled and scrambled into the bush.
The staff faded off the man's hand as he ran up to the bus, getting to the boss, which had all its four wheel facing up.
"Are you okay? " a voice said straining, as another feminine voice whimper in pain.
The man placed his hands in an opening on the bus and ripped it apart, making a wide opening.
"Here, grab my hands" the man said to Martha, and carefully pulled her out of the bus, then Damilola.
The wind suddenly went cold, as cold whisper filled the air.
"We have to get to the hospital, get in my car" The man said and followed behind Damilola and Martha, supporting them with his hands.
A loud rattling noise, came from the bush, getting their attention.
"I knew they would come back" the man said and gently pulled the kids behind.
"Who? " Damilola asked.
"Them" the man said and the golden staff appeared in his hands.
"Stay behind me"
Damilola and Martha found it hard to comprehend all what happened within that short moment. The man grinned as a green ball shot out from the staff colliding with an unforeseen force, which resulted in a huge blast.
The man grinned and hit the bottom of his staff on the ground, making a portal form before them.
"Get in"
Without any hesitation, Martha ran in first, leaving Damilola with no option than to follow.






















Chapter 5
The Traveller

John paced found his room, constantly looking at his phone, while his wife was seated on the chair, looking restless.
It's being two days since the accident, with only Damilola and Martha being the only people missing, which had sparked up different theories, while some believed, the bus was ambushed and two of the kidnapped and was made to look like an accident, others came up with the theory that they had been killed by strange creatures.
"Hello Constable" John said as he quickly answered his phone.
"What do you mean no lead, my son has being kidnapped, get in touch with Senator Ebuka and tell him he has to return the favor he owes me" John shouted angrily and hanged up his phone.
"Hmm, you see my words are coming to pass" John's wife said and began shaking her leg.
"What do you mean? " John paused his pacing and turned around facing his wife, looking annoyed.
"I told you to stop illegal deal, you are a bad egg in the police, now see, the only way they could think of getting back to you is kidnapping your son, our son to teach you a lesson"
John bit his lips, as the words left a painful impact on his heart.
"Don't go there woman" John shouted in reply and walked out of the living room.

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Damilola sat next to Martha in the huge living room they all ran into from the portal, which quickly shut behind them as the man ran out last, making a soft noise.
"I'll have to check you guys up, and make sure you're okay, before getting you back to where you belong" the man said and removed his glasses and pulled off his suit, leaving his blue collar shirt on.
Martha looked at Damilola with her eyes wide opened, hoping all She witnessed was a dream, the only time She had ever came about something familiar were in stories or fictional movies.
Damilola looked back at her, as blank as He could be, and focused on the man, returning back to them with a first aid kit.
"So, Huhn, where were you all going to? " The man asked as he gently cleaned the blood on Martha's face, with a cotton wool
"Excursion to a wide life park" Damilola replied and helped himself to a piece of cotton wool.
"It's a miracle you both are alive" the man said and sniffed into the air.
Damilola fixed his gaze on the man's face, his eyes were totally closed, like it was glued together, which literally means he should be blind and unable to see, but there he was doing and moving about.
"You think am blind, well to the ordinary human I am, but I see clearly, strange things happens" The man replied as he grabbed a methylated spirit from the first aid box.
"Who are you? " Martha asked
The man held Martha's arm firmly, as he prepared to apply the spirit on her wound.
"I'm Daniel by name, once a Doctor, am also known as The Traveller" The man replied, with a smile on his face.
"It's you, my Dad talked about some kind of superhuman and stuffs, but it was confidential" Damilola said, waiting patiently for his turn to apply the spirit.
"If you Dad is a police, a detective, he should know about that, the government made it died down, and secretly hunting people like us" Daniel replied and moved towards Damilola.
"Just too much to comprehend, you kids have known enough" Daniel replied.
The door that led to the living room, came open, drawing their attention to Ann (Read The Traveller) , who didn't notice anyone, She leaned on the door, after locking it, raised her head up and sighed out loudly, with tears running down her cheeks.
"Dan, where are you"
"Right here" Daniel replied, which sent Ann into a startled mode, since She wasn't expecting anyone, not even Daniel to be in the room.
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"I have been to Remi's home, searching for you, how dare you leave me" Ann barked loudly and angrily, dropping her hand bag to the ground and walked towards Daniel
"Easy am back, these kids needs to get back home, they got whacked by some kind of Blood sucking demon" Daniel said and carefully dropped a blood filled wool on the floor.
Ann looked at the children and sighed, trying to calm herself, and also to sound reasonable
"This is the kind of stuff Remi gets to handle, you're just a time traveller, Remi has lived more than a hundred generation, so he should know about this" Ann said and walked towards the first aid box and handed a plaster to Daniel.
"I've thought about it, help me get in touch with him"
Damilola widened his lips, trying to comprehend the strange terms Ann used, time traveler, lived more than a hundred generation, surely there was more to life than he thought.
While Martha only got more interested, realizing the fictions were actually real.
"Remi, I'll need you to come around, please it's urgent".
Before Ann could drop her phone on the table, the door bell rang.
"He is here, COME IN"