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Ishilove: @HbG. Lol. At least you're selling. I was the one who sent him to get the condoms for some bedmatics. Can you beat that? Kayemjay spoiled the whole show for him, thank goodness

@Damex, the whole story seems rather rushed. I'll reserve the rest of my observations for later.

He rushed it not to beat the "2500" mark naa...

What a Pathetic story..

joywendy: lol yeah I was oh. Its kul tho. Bt no preface, n chapters. It kinda sound like nollywood movie bt still sha am following

It's a short story. It's not up to a novel, and it might not take up to 3days. . .

Just like "last fight. . ."

joywendy: hehe I don catch u 2day! nice story,so u can write Its cool. Is that d preface or what?

LOL... Na pre-plead

Thanks for commenting twin. .

My Twin Sist @JOY

I caught you viewing

temhab: Following

My blood sister, you've done well ma.
welcome on board.

adegwurulez: oga op, 2moro neva reach shey

LOL. . .Good Morning bros.. I done drop one of them naa. . . I go drop more later today.

I hope you like it.

Obinnau: you are doing just great. about the nollywood ish, we will make do and it means that it deserves to be featured by the industry

Sheei . . Oga mod iyaf finished me.

Like serious i'm not really into Nollywood, i barely watch their movies. .so i don't really think you should feel i watch their films so much.

But i lOve Bollywood dearly.

Thanks for the commend sir.

[quote author=C'est moi]Following.....Just thought i should let u know that.[/quote]Your Majesty, it's a very wonderful thing you've done to notify us. ..

Thanks for the comment.

Kslib: Ah!! I no be "sir" ooo.. lol
Nice story..
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All izz well!

Why you go dey talk like this na?

If you no be "sir" who fit to be "sir" for this world?
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It is well.

"Your stupid God would not save you from me this.. ." the chief was still saying when he felt a invisible hand grip on his neck. The hand squeezed his neck hard that he began stretching his neck upwards in an attempt to gasp for air. He wanted using his hand to remove the invisible hand, but they felt lifeless as he could not lift them up. He couldn't shout, he was going empty.

He felt sorry for his careless words, he regretted them, but there was nothing he could do. Immediately he started feeling sorry, the hand let go of his throat. The chief moved his head backwards immediately, he robbed his neck with both hands while breathing profusely.

"What the hell just went wrong with me?" he asked himself confusingly. He felt a lump in his throat, he coughed.

"Blooood?" he cried out. He spat a large pile of blood on the floor. He looked at it- the blood changed to water, as he was still looking it dried up.

He shifted a little bit in his chair in fear mixed with great shock, with his mouth wide opened he looked at Emiru. Emiru's gaze fastened at him without smiles, he was all serious.

The chief was dumbfounded. "could he be the cause of my present predicament?" he thought and started coughing.

"Water" the Chief said, not noticing that the persons there, were no longer three, but more than a square of it. They were dumb and mute, not understanding the happening near them. The great Chief never asked for help.

"Here my Lord" a young damsel in her early 20's said, as she hands over the glass of cold water to the Chief. The chief sipped in some rapidly and roughly.

"Yeeeeeeea" the king shouted while standing up. He threw the glass away and cursed the girl.

"You brought me hot boiling water?" the Chief shouted as if ready to make a decree.

"No my Lord, it was brought directly Fridge, it was a cold water Your Highness" the maid said fearing the worst.

"Cold whaat?" the Chief shouted in disbelief.

"Are you to agree with this too?" the chief asked Edafe who suffered the later effect of the glass and water the Chief released.

" I.. Swear .. Your Highness, It was very cold," Edafe replied rather slowly.
The chief was dumbfounded.

The Chief had the coughing urge again, he let it go. He was coughing like bullets forcing themselves out of an pistol.

This attracted his wife and Family, who were alerted of the Chief's troubles; his wife brought cold milk this time around to the chief. Not without giving their arch enemy Emiru, 'whose gaze was still fastened at the Chief' a strict knowing look.

She was a well trained palace wife, with a stronger heart than that of the Chief. She was not easily moved by little things; so was her children. But it was different this time, as fear mixed with confusion was written all over her, facially.


The Chief gulped the milk very fast then he gave a loud shout:

"FIRREEEE" , "Honey you gave me fire to drink?"

"I'm burning" the Chief said running around as if he was running from himself.

Confusion mixed with anger and sadness filled the air, as they wonder what went, and is still going on between the Chief, Emiru and his present predicament.


"Okay it's alright" Emiru said at last.

As he said that a cold wind blew through the whole arena, everybody felt it. The chief felt it too, as it eloped him ...no more hotness, no more pain: he was alright.

There stood the Chief near his magnificient golden chair- he knew not what to do, say or feel. He wondered if he should be happy for being saved by his arch enemy or should be mad at him for being the cause of his predicament.

"ARREST HIM" he manage to say.

The guards stood still, each contemplating on whom to move first.

They recall that the last set of guards sent to arrest him, five in numbers, are now devoted ushers in his church.

Edafe was still telling his assistant that, when they become ushers he would never stand in the gate but near the offering box, when he heard a voice that resembles chief's saying:

"STRIIKKE HIMM"

Eze Promoe: [color=crimson]I've never snub her. Did she tell you that?[/color]

Sharap bobo. Go to all her recent posts and reply all her comments to you...

Tell me ke?? No be una two start this story be4?

I just feel like to slap this boy called Chistar. . .

All your two story you must leave out a whole big empty space for yourself... And jump to conclusion.

No worry na.

LOL. I went to a boarding school too. Jss1 - Ss3, but it was all boys.

It was terrible. Maybe i may write about it when i don sabi write like Chistar, and get alot of time for Nairaland like the moderators...

Chistar is a Legend

Damex333: lost my story twice. Arrgh

Chai. . .this is painful. But all na for your Good...

Eze Promoe: [color=crimson]ME? Snub a lady? I dey mad? Please wherever she is, please tell me let me go and apologise asap with my belly on the floor.[/color]

Seun Plus It's unfair ooh

HumbledbYGrace:

Bookmarked, I hate commenting on short stories before they are finished so, I will drop a comment when your done neh?

M right behind you sir

My one and only It's good to have you here, i wouldn't av had any better..

It's a good thing you announced your presence, so i'd have a good sleep tonight.

If you ain't behind me, who will? Me sir?

My wife dey address me as sir. . .please help

*typing*

Why you dey post two times naa?

Eze, i notice say you dey snub one girl. . . .bad pikin

adegwurulez: na wa o, 2moro no go come again

LoL My M.A Oga, make you dey patient with your loyal boy biko. Tomorrow na just 4hours im go take to reach am

Obinnau: your work doesnt look like that of an amateur, infact from what i can see its a masterpiece but like chistar said, it looks a little ..... nollywoodish. following

Most Noble Mod2, you are highly welcomed sir, i'm humbled.

Masterpiece?

Sincerely sire, this is the first make-up story and write up, whether article or any other sort, i'af ever written all my life.. I was even ashame when i typed the first update. With what i see on NL, i have a long way to go. But as you av said sire, i think it's not that bad. Thanks sire.

*i know flattery is allowed*

Please oooh. I don't understand, i'm afraid ooh. This Nollywood stuff, what do i do now? I hope it's not a defect sire? RSVP sir.

Kslib: Nice work.
..*following**
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All izz well!

Wow...

I appreciate your prescence sir, it's nice to have you here. Thanks for the unmerited commendation sir.
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.All izz well. "

The rock5555: Me too, i don show

My Oga, i'm honoured. Thanks for the accomodation over there.

Welcome sir

adegwurulez: oboy na front row ah dey for dis tori o

That one join my Bros..

"Chief, i came back not for you. So you dare not stand on my way," Emiru pointed out.

What's he talking about? Who sent him back by the way? The chief thought.

"It would have been better if you didn't come back, young man don't dare me. How could someone excape a boiling water, if he was never a wizard? How elf?" the Chief bursted out.

Emiru trying not to go emotional, tried covering his red eyes that have gone red. The Chief was deliberating opening up old wounds. These thoughts were o nce forgotten by Emiru, but it seems they're returning with flashes.

He couldn't help but lunch deep in to the past. He remembered he was brought up by a missionary. He explained to him, how he (Emiru) was found in a tree to be eaten by vultures, after being pitied on by the palace guards.

His eyes had gone sour, as he thought about himself being alone in the whole wide world. Without parents; Without Siblings; Without relations, they were lynched saying- before a bad egg located their family it means they were not fit to live.

"Imagine! What a world! How on earth would they know the destiny of a child yet unborn?" He was now fidgeting.

He remembered the time he came back a second time- ten years ago, to preach the good news to the people.

When Ozoigbon discovered he was so-called bad-egg, he was packaged in a bag and thrown into a pool of boiling water, to die slowly.

He boiled for a while, until he let out a shout feeling he was not born to die- "JEEESUUUSS SAVE ME" he shouted without him hearing himself. Immediately the pool became warm as normal to his feeling, the bag melted. Thank got he new how to swim, he swam to an exit where a man was waiting. The man took him back to the city, not without telling him he was not matured enough to make accomplish his destiny.

He was really confused, dejected and downcasted. What on earth did he to the Chief Priest. Why they sort his life since the day he was born, was still a mystery. How they eliminated every of his relatives that could be of help was soaring in his head.

"Thank God for Jesus" he affirmed himself.

"But what's my offence?" He said loudly as if he understood not the things of the dark.

The Chief was motioning his eyes all over him, thinking of his possible thoughts.

"See Young Man, you should thank your chi for being solely by you instead of trying to fight a battle you can't pass through successfully, the first stage"

"We are giving you 24hours from this minute, to burn down your church; that very one you teach them evil and how to turn from the ways of the gods"

"They no longer sacrifice their children for monthly rituals as it was their custom before"

"They walk about smiling profusely, some even smile at me when they pass my car"

"I don't know how they go fat and well built, when they have limited farmlands for food production"

The Chief was now shouting angrily.

"These are happenings seized when i came into power, at the death of my aimless father"

"These never happened when you were away, now see who is tormenting who here?"

"My cowardice father ruled this kingdom simplely, the people were happy, but what did he achieved? Nothing. Absolutely Nothing!

He even wanted his adopted son to rule after him, if not for Ozoigbon what would have become of me?

"Am i not one of the greatest Chiefs in Africa? Would this have happened if that adopted son of his ruled? HELL NO!" the Chief poured out his heart, trying hard not to leave an unturned stone.

"I won't take it anymore from you, young devil. Your God can't save you from my wrath this time around." the Chief shouted, knowing fully well that Ozoigbon was well grounded on his side. He had a great confidence in him, he was behind his strong-hearte
dness.

Emiru waited for the king to pour out all the words he've got, he would have loved to point out his main reason for the unscheduled visit, he wanted to calm him down- he then heard what provoked him.







*TBC tomorrow*
Make go jete by jete.

Who tapped you? Evil spirit? Lol.

Oboy your mess don too much so tey i don dey "hear the odour" From here.

Meanwhile you can encourage an amateur here. .

www.nairaland.com/1458354/lesser-power-short-amazin-story#18441129

thanks