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shovaychoco:
YOu are always in my prayers. It will be sad to see a gift as your go unfulfilled. I pray God will send helpers your way. Are you in facebook? Twitter?

Amen o! I so much need God's favour soonest but God should also help heal the entire Nation and my President Buhari.
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mister_tayo (instagram)
if u wish tagging a face.

wow!!
just saw it, can't belief I made front page for the second time in a month abi na mistake....? moderators i say wehdone sir/wehdone Ma
thank you o. Eyaah!! Ur comments gets me feeling like quitting my everyday boring and low pay job to focusing on this write-up....but sorry kolewerk
thinking and typing all through the mid-night for the perfect link-up and i just hope it worth it. I think I hear every character talking loudly inside my head at night and i wonder if all is well with me

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Azzarah rode into the kingdom of Baruu through it mighty gates, selling his stolen items to disguise himself as a trader, he had for long been wanted in Baruu for theft and if caught, he will be killed. As an experienced gambler, Azzarah took his chances as usual, he thought Egypt would come for war, he was almost certain of its invasion once the daughters of death had been captured, he knew Gadar and Aidan must have come up with an idea to destroy Baruu. He waited for war to invade Baruu so he can steal plenty valuables as booty, disguise and run away, he was disappointed, disappointed to see nothing of such but was skeptical to see Aidan show up and had tried convincing the people against Zendaya and the daughters of death, it took him no time in figuring-out what was about to happen, he lingered around Baruu hoping for war to come soonest. At last, Baruu finally destroyed itself as expected. Azzarah watched, he was careful and treaded with caution, predicting correctly what move Aidan was to make. He wasn’t surprise when Zendaya and the daughters of death were captured and were being tortured, he knew it had been well planned by Gadar. He respected him for that. He knew it was the easiest way to destroy any powerful kingdom… you destroy them from within by using themselves against themselves.



Azzarah was in the midst of the jubilant crowd, he saw them all chanting. One after the other they had killed their protectors and he knew they would soon be vulnerable to attacks from rivalry kingdoms. He saw how foolish they were. Later, he saw Aidan and six other men walking out from the city gate carrying the daughters of death. He was sure there was more to Aidan’s mission to Baruu. His curiousity took the best part of him so he followed but was surprised to see another young man ahead of him suspiciously following, he assumed there was more to what he had thought and that made him followed closely and unseen.

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Moments later, Azzarah from reasonable distance saw the young man hitting a rock with a stone repeatedly like he aims to crack it open but couldn’t. The young man had passed by him hurriedly going back towards the direction he came from. Azzarah had hidden himself carefully not to be seen, he waited for the young man to be off sight before he slowly came out from hiding and walked towards the rock, he looked at it carefully hoping to find a crack but he couldn’t. He hide himself in the forest all through that night hoping Aidan or the young man would be back but he saw no one all through the night and decided to go back to Baruu the next morning, he was shocked by what he saw, an entire city turned gold. Azzarah been a lover of gold was smart enough to keep-off from cursed property, every gold shined so bright and attractive to the eyes, he knows when an opportunity is too good to be true and he was certain that was one. Azzarah knew Baruu had been punished for what they had done, they had betrayed death and had suffered greatly for it with their lives, he knew death had turned them all to gold as an eternal warning and lesson to other kingdoms as a reminder for the punishment of betrayal.

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Azzarah was back to the rock, he slept beside it and ate from fruits in the forest, he was determined to see who comes back for the rock, he knew for sure Aidan would be back for the rock, and he wishes to wait for her. His perseverance paid-off after many days of waiting in the forest. One night while the moon was bright, he was sleeping with his back resting on the rock while he heard stepping of horses coming towards him, he rushed into the bush near-by and hide himself, he saw the young man who he had earlier seen and was more surprised to see Gadar. The two men spoke inaudibly and he saw the gesturing to their words, moments later, he saw Gadar dip a short dagger into the young man’s throat and had even gone further to stab him trice on his chest, he saw Gadar was unremorseful and must have seen him grinned satisfactorily as he stood above him uttering inaudible words.

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Azzarah wasn’t just an adventurous traveler, he was a wanted criminal in many cities and most especially in the Kingdom of Kai, his place of birth but was smart enough never to have been caught due to his perfect disguise, he had travelled many kingdoms stealing anything of value all for pleasure which he believed life was full of. Azzarah had believed the gods themselves had always favored and protected him from being caught in his cunny ways and he had always been conscious of that in all of his actions knowing fully well he might get killed anytime.

On one of his numerous voyage, he came across a man he had once known too well, Gadar was his name. Azzarah had knew Gadar in one of his travels when he had stayed in Egypt hoping to steal some valuables in city. There he could tell Gadar was a smart but cunny man and when both men had suddenly met on the voyage, he knew too well that he ought to be carefull of such a man. He was careful with Gadar in portraying to him what he wanted him to believe of him, a well behaved adventurous traveler.

Gadar had spoken of his mission to him and he was willing to help him if Gaddar would pay his price. The men agreed and search for Aidan, he listened with rapt attention as Aidan spoke to them and he watched with keenness every attitude Gaddar unknowingly portrayed.Azzarah was conscientious in his attention to details and he had to be meticulous in his act. For him Gadar was too cunny to be trusted and Aidan was as well not flair with her words, there was more to her either.

Before the night of the ritual Azzarah ran away with most of Gaddar’s valuables with intent to sell them off, he knew likewise that his life wasn’t safe knowing he was the only convenient alternative around for the ritual. He trusted no one but himself.
Gaddar was furious to know he had been played, Azzarah had made him look foolish and that, he never liked. He promised to search and kill him when he is done with his mission. He had rode miles to kidnap an unsuspected traveler who’s soul was the key to veil leading to the corridor of hell.

That night while Gaddar sat next to Aidan to watch over her bodyas her spirit journeyed away in search of the secret of destroying the daughters of death, he heard her mumbling, he heard her mumbled names of object and materials, he also heard her speak of her deep hidden intentions. He was surprised. Gazzar was astonished. Quickly, he drew out a scroll and inked every word he heard and forged his own plan upon it.

While Aidan was back to her conscious state, she revealed to Gadar what she saw and told him only what she thought he needed to know. Gadar appeared to believing her but he was certain that there was more to her than she reveals.
The two had parted ways with plan that Aidan destroys the Daughters of death through an idea suggested by Gadar, an idea into making Baruu destroy itself from within by letting them think their weapon would be their threat…. Gadar had carefully drafted it all putting it to Adian to act.
Adian in return would be wealthy, acknowledged and made immortal by Egypt.
Gadar was in no way fooled by the mere words of the witch, he knew too well to be fooled by the words from those he choose to trust, not after what Azzarah had done. As Gadar journeyed back to Egypt, he thought of a suitable strategy to effecting his plan, he won’t be cheated the second time not by a witch…Never. As he was riding pass a small village, he saw a small crowd of men and women gathered around a young men, they had beaten him, his body bruised and eyes swollen. Gadar was mindless of the crowd nor the young victim, he rode passed with mind filled with more important thought to achieving his aim. Suddenly, he turned back and rode towards the crowd, he got off his horse to enquire what had happened and he was made known that the young man was a thief who had stolen food from a trader. Gadar pleaded that the young man be freed to him but the crowd refused only if he would pay for what he had stolen, Gadar paid twice the fees charged and rode away with the young man whose name was later known to be Tak…..Tak the eleventh son of Nahak.


Tak wasn’t a son of Nahak but rather the only bastard son after Nahak’s tenth sons. He was never claimed by Nahak as a son but a bastard, a product of unlawful sexual lust. Tak took to waywardness, he stole, pick pocketed, lied just to survive each day. Tak felt he was smart and could never be caught but he was caught and beaten by but was eventually saved by a stranger who introduced himself as lord Gadar.

Tak and Lord Gadar had stopped by the bank of a river to rest and there they talked. Tak was promised wealth and comfort by Gadar if he can in return carry out an assignment. Tak was to go to Baruu, was to blend with the people, was to wait, he wants him to be his eyes and ears to see and hear whatever Aidan the witch does in the kingdom. Tak had done as instructed, he had followed Aidan as she walked through the market square and he listened to her speak and he had even asked her question from among the crowd about her powers when he felt every one seems to doubt her. Tak had watched as Zendaya and the Daughters of Death were tortured, he watched from amidst the crowd how the victims fell unconscious and was smart enough to had followed Aidan and six hefty men who carried the bodies of the Daughters of Death out of the city unseen. He had followed into the forest and few times Aidan suspected someone or something following, she would look back but see nothing. Tak was fast to hide behind the woods. He would hear Aidan’s quirking voice urging the six men to move faster as she follows liked she was scared of something to come. At last Aidan and the men stopped at the front of a huge rock. Tak wondered what was to happen but was shocked moments later to see the rock mysteriously opened as she shouted strange incantations to the air. Tak watched with fear the mystery before his eyes and even more terrified to see Aidan mysteriously killed the six hefty men so swiftly. Tak came out of hiddding when he saw Aidan transform into an Eagle which flew into the sky. He carefully came out of hiding, walked up to the front of the rock that now holds the daughters of death, touching it with utmost caution, he noticed the rock looked so sealed up like nothing was in it, he tried cracking the rock with a stone but nothing cracked. Tak walked back towards Baruu to go get his things before heading to Egypt as planned, his job was done. But as he was about reaching Baruu’s mighty gate, a man dashed out through the gate running far away into the forest as he kept screaming. Tak couldn’t see clearly who he was; he concluded it must be a mad man going by how fast he ran and screamed.
Tak was surprise to see everywhere unguarded, and soon realized every man, woman and animal had turned into a statue of gold. Tak ran out of the city gate screaming like a mad man also.

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Lyoncrescent:
Talent dey. How in the name of God did you come up with this story. The names and the stories and the backstories. Nigeria is blessed . This is an excellent write up. International standard. I am overly impressed. More updates please. Maybe you should attend a film school for production and directing so you can bring this story to the big screen sometime in the future.

honestly sir, how I wish I've got the means but some of us are still in an unoticed corner of the country trying to earn our immediate need through various means we don't enjoy doing, if only I get a scholarship to an international film school, chai.... I swear to God that Nigeria movie industry will strogly feel the positive impact but the country is highly messed-up (but I get strong hope sey e go beta very soon like my father had always said)...most times when I watch some Nigeria movies I feel so unsatisfied, I feel it lacks that magic that would get the viewers wanting for more. I can help draft a wonderful storyline (by the grace of God) within a day if they would pay...but na free dem go dey look for....shioo!!

Ones again guys, thanks for the show of LOVE which had been my strength, you guys are wonderfully wonderful...(big hugs ), I'm sure you guys must be wondering where the story is leading to abi?...same here.

you can also read the new LUCIFER'S KEY showing on my next station ...(don't mind me, i feel there is a wicked spirit inside of me that just feels like writing)

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Gadar pulled out a dagger and swiftly pushed it into Tak’s throat, Gadar held him back from falling to stab him three more on his chest. Tak fell to the ground upon Gadar’s feet and slowly bled to death.
“Tak…son of Nahak, that is your reward” Gadar said conclusively staring down at the lifeless body of Tak.
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Gadar carelessly dragged Tak’s body closer to the rock, his blood, flesh and bone are all part of the magical ingredients he would be needing for the ritual. Gadar mercilessly butchered Tak’s corpse into picece and burnt it up with some feather of a phoniex, eyes of a snake, a dried-up skull of a virgin girl and a drop of his own blood. He had well prepaired for this day to come when he would live to rule the world throught the powers that dwells within the rock.

He rubbed part of the rock with the ashes of the burnt ingredient, be pulled out a scroll to recite what was inscribed upon it. Gadar anxiously screamed out the strange incantations stretching out his hands to the air, slowly the wind blew and the thunder strikes. The atmosphere was electrifying, Gadar was certain things were as planned, he was happy that soon the world was about to fall under his power.

All of a sudden, Gadar felt a sharp pain as an object pieced through his back, he felt a metal object tucked to his back and was certain it was a dagger, his own dagger. Gadar turned in pain to see, he wondered who could have stabbed him in his back and was surprised to see who it was.

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VOICE OF THE NARRATOR

The Kings can rule, army can go on fighting the wars and citizens defending what is left of them but While Baruu was conquering the world, other’s were conquering their hopelssness through the search for hope in places that appeared hopeless. Zendaya might have been a tyrant to the world but never to his people, he used his power on other kingdom to build Baruu into civilization of its own era.
As long as the daughters of death lives, defeat was inevitable upon other kingdoms, it was all a question of …what time? And only the smart ones knew this.
Gadar, one of the council elders and the chief adviser to Pharaoh had all his life falling to the service of Pharaoh his cousin who had since birth ruled Egypt. Gadar had given the best of advice to his cousin and who had in return received bounty favors.

As the year slowly passes, so was Gadar’s ego rising. He felt he had made Egypt what it was through his advices and deserved more. Even though he had been careful in keeping check of his ego, he sometimes reveals it unconsciously through open arguments with pharaoh. Gadar was smart but more to the cunny side which he tries not to make obvious. He had always thought himself the smartest of his generation and felt Egypt was to luck to have him.

When the war rises and began to spread, he felt challenged and his smartness was put to the test when pharaoh was in great need for victory against Baruu.

Gadar thought if Zandaya had gone in search for the daufghters of death then it was in his place to search even further for the perfect weapon in destroying then. He journeyed all alone half across the world, kingdoms to kingdoms, hills to mountains, riding upon lands and seas, paying greatly for every knowledge about the daughters of death he comes across, he meet magicians, sorcerers, soothsayers, witches and wizards of all sought but all feared the mere mention ‘daughter of death’urging him that any kingdom that wishes to survive must surrender and pledge it loyalty to Baruu.

Gadar had so many times felt disappointed, he wouldn’t allow Egypt bow to a once lesser kingdom and wouldn’t go back to Egpyt till he finds the secret to destroying the daughters of death.

Days passed, months passed and he wallowed in his disappointment but still determined in fulfilling his aim. One sunny afternoon, he came across an adventurous traveler by the name Azzarah,both men had met on a voyage, they talked and became friends . Gadar realized Azzarah was as smart and knowledgeable as he was, both men were of the same age and had so many things in common. Why Gadar was in search for power to conquering his enemies, Azzarah was searching for adventure in conquering his boring life, he wanted to pass through life and see for himself what it was, he wanted inner contentment Gadar inform his new friend of his mission and Azzarah swore he knows one person who created daughters of death, he of how he had people spoke of her in one the voyage he once boarded.

Immediately, Gadar set off with Azzarah after being assured of great reward for his service. Azzarah was more delighted for being paid for what he loves doing. Both men journeyed for days and finally got to a placed they ought to find ‘Aidan’, Aidan was the name Azzarah had them called her. But rather, they saw a small hut in the middle of tall dried woods. In it was a woman looking old and haggard who welcomed them.

Gadar was extremely delighted as Aidan told of how she helped summoned death itself to the request of Zendaya, he was told about everything had gone dead around her hut ever since death appeared and how Zendaya had abandoned her thinking she was dead Aidan had felt pained and cheated ever since, she had wanted to take revenge but realized that the power Zendaya wielded was far powerful than hers. Zendaya had always used the daughters of death as his shield, she could see it.

Gadar promised Aidan of her getting her revenge, he promised to help her destroy Zendaya if only she will help him summone a greater power caoable of destroying thedaughters of death.Aidan warned against it, she warned knowing Death was too powerful and far too dangerous to be summoned twice but suggested it is possible to tap through the portal that leads to the corridor of hell. Aidan explained that the corridor of hell was the link between life and death, A place where the dead summons the living and the living summons the dead, a place where souls are traded for wealth, power and knowledge. A place that holds the secrete of all life and death, a place that hoards the ultimate screen of fear and horror. Aidan hopes to break the veil leading to the portal, she would tap through it in finding the secrete to death but in doing so, a human life must be dragged along as a key to the passage through the veil.

[i]Unknown to Azzarah, Gadar had made further promises to Aidan tha he would instruct Pharaoh to erect a mighty statue of her in honor of her help which would be worshiped by all Egyptians, and also grant her wealth.Gadar planned on using Azzarah’s life as the key to the veil knowing too well that Azzarah had known too much of him to be let loose, a chance he never likes taken and obviously the last alternatives around the deserted village.

Unknown to Gadar either, Aidan wasn’t so much angry for the betrayal of Zendaya that she earlier made Gadar and Azzarah believed but rather she was jealous and envious of the power wielded by him, she wished to have the daughters of death at her disposal. She wanted power and power she must get. She planned to hide the bodies of the daughters of death somewhere enclosed for a long time so as to weaken their powers and come back to awaken them for a new reign.

Unknown to Gadar and Aidan, Azzarah had his own plan, he was nowhere to be found on the day scheduled for the ritual. He was gone, gone with some of Gadar’s property.

Gadar was furious on realizing, furious not for his stolen valuables but furious for being out smarted…he felt unbelievably foolish, he had trusted a thief and had been played by one. He promised himself of searching and killing Azzarah some other time. Gadar kidnapped a man whose life was dragged along with Aidan to reaching the portal to the corridor of hell.

Aidan was unconscious for hours while Gadar watched over her all through the ritual. Aidan mumbled in her unconscious state, mumbling of things she shouldn’t. Gadar listened carefully as he sat beside her nodding to his unbelievable realization.
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Egypt and other kingdoms around it were free and so was Tak freed from prison. Gadar the chief advicer to Pharaoh had held about what had happened to the army, he enquired from the few armies who survived and realized Zendaya and the daughters of death were not seen in the palace.

Gadar called for the attension of Tak in private when he saw him ready to leave the city gate after been rewarded for the information her had rendered.

“I want you to do something for me” Gadar calmly said as he gently tapped Tak on his back

“What is that my Lord?” Tak asked respectfully

“Ride with me, I want you to ride with me back to Baruu” Gadar whispered in hush tone careful not to be heard by anyone else.

“But that land had been cursed, I heard the city is now haunted” Tak said as he shook his head to the idea.

“Shuuuu!!...keep your voice down”

“My lord, I do not mean to be rude, but what have you to gain in the cursed land” the young Tak enquired

“You just follow me and I will reward you so richly” gadar promised as he watched the young man nooding in affirmation

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Before sunrise the next, Gadar had disguised himself looking like a city commoner as he found his way out of Egypt’s gate in company of young Tak. They rode on separate houses and avoided the major road so as not to be seen, the two men rode through secret paths and avoided any open route not to be seen. It was what Gadar wanted, a secret journey.

The journey took three days and four nights as they halted around a huge rock, there were dead bodies around of it, six decayed bodies. Tak’s horse pushed forward after he kicked.

“Here it is my Lord” Tak said pointing to the rock in front of him

Gadar quickly came down from his horse, walked around the rock inspecting it, he looked at the dead bodied around and laughed, he looked so happy and satisfied with what he had seen.

“and the witch?” Gadar asked Tak

“She flew away up west” he replied pointing to the sky

Gadar appeared thoughtful as he looked up to the sky like he intends verifying what he had been told

“What else did you see... tell me, or what did you hear? I promise to pay you more” Gadar asked slowly walking back to Tak

“Nothing my Lord, I had told you all I had seen, I swear” Young Tak spoke timidly

“Are you sure?” Gadar asked looking at Tak suspiciously

“Yes my Lord, that was all I saw”

“Good”

Gadar pulled out a dagger and swiftly pushed it into Tak’s throat, Gadar held him back from falling to stab him three more on his chest. Tak fell to the ground upon Gadar’s feet and slowly bled to death.

“Tak…son of Nahak, that is your reward” Gadar said conclusively staring down at the dead Tak

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bdauran:
Nice tory, pls don't stop

so una still dey follow dis story...no problem, I go try continue.

From the stables of GHOST production in collaboration with INSIGHT presents

LUCIFER'S KEY
A.K.A (Abu Terror)

Copyright

©2017 SULEMAN TAOFIQ OMOTAYO

osuleman11@gmail.com
osuleman11@yahoo.com

No part of this story may be reproduced by any means without the prior permission by the author. Thank you.

(This story is just a summary and a sketch of what I intend of it, the ideas are killing and I just have to get it out before I run insane)

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[center]Revelation 12:7-8
"And there was war in heaven. Michael and his angels fought against the dragon, and the dragon and his angels fought back. But he was not strong enough, and they lost their place in heaven."[/center]
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EGYPT

3114 BC (FIVE THOUSAND AND A HUNDRED YEARS AGO)

The city gate saw swung open to a man who hurriedly rode in on his horse, he had news for the King, good news but very strange one, the palace door was opened to him by a guard, he saw the Pharaoh was with his chief adviser.

“He said it’s urgent my Lord” the guard bowed to Pharaoh

“You can leave” Pharaoh order and turned to the man who looked all dusty.

“So what news have you to my Kingdom?”

“Long live Pharaoh!” he knelt and bowed his head to the feet of Pharaoh “I’m Tak the eleventh son of Nahak from the descendant of Abraham, I bring strange news my Lord which is of important to you and your Kingdom and others.

“Speak of it and let thy tongue and heart hide no truth from my Lord’s hearing” Gadar a close adviser to the Pharaoh barked harshly looking aggressively and impatient.

“Four days ago I had Sheppard my flocks down the hills to the path leading to Baruu” Tak nervously spoke

“Baruu?” Gadar barked in enquiry.

“Yes my Lord” Tak replied with his head still bowed to the ground.

“So what happened?” Pharaoh calmly asked as he hoped Baruu’s army aren’t on their way yet martching towards Egypt for war, he feared the worst.

“I saw dead animals everywhere, birds, sheeps, cattles and even small ants”

“And so what happened son of Nahak?...speak!” Gadar barked again impatiently

“The forest was empty, everything was dead, even the leafs and trees had dried up, all the trees leading to Baruu from upon the mighty hills of Nokot are lifeless”

“Liar, you are a drunk…for your words bears no truth, that is impossible” jumped in Gadar

“I swear by the God of Abraham, I saw it”

“Gadar, let the man speak” Pharaoh ordered eager to hear what message the man would reveal “How many of them?...how many soldiers followed the daughters of death?” Pharaoh wishes to know before hand so as to get his army prepared and send message to other neighboring kingdoms who had earlier pledged their allegiance to him.

“I saw no man, none of it my lord”

“So what happened?” Pharaoh more curious.

“I had then Sheppard my flocks down to Baruu to meet my brothers and tell what I had seen on my journey but the city had turned grave, a city of statue, every human had turned into gold, they were lifeless, nobody was alive, I had to quickly come inform you of it.

“Guards!!” Gadar ordered and two guards walked in “I’m sure that my Lord would want you to get this drunkard out of his presence”. Pointing to Tak who was already shivering in great fear.

Pharaoh watched speechlessly as Tak was dragged out of the palace and ordered to be thrown in prison. He ordered tha chariots and reasonable numbers of soldiers immediately journey down to Baruu.
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The journey had taken three days and three nights, the Egyptian army saw it all, they walked unchallenged into Baruu’s guard less gate and saw in every houses and rooms pure gold in human form. They saw in every statue an unknown fear and horror as it looked.

“The gods had turned our enemies to our wealth” one of the army laughed as he laid his hands on one of the gold statue. Immediately, all his body turned into gold. Every Egyptian soldier drew their sword at alert ready to fight whatever unseen force was around, they all stood ready back-to-back for an attack.

“Daughters!!” a harsh whispered from no exact direction and caused every army to grim in pain, they dropped their swords and shield and quickly placed their hands to their ears.

“This city had been cursed…it’s haunted…Run!!” one of the soldiers realized and immediately everybody started running out through the city gate but it was too late for many who were not so fast to get pass the city walls, they slowly turned gold with their hands stretching towards the city gate trying to gesture for help.
The few who survived hurriedly rode back to Egypt to go tell of the horror they've escaped.

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INDIA
(Mumbai)

Yezir pushed the horn as he tries to maneuver his yellow colored Taxi out of the grid-lock, looking up to wonder if the rain would ever stop, his day couldn’t be more worst than this as he realized his screen-wiper had stopped working when he needed it most. His morning had been bad enough when his fiancée Amrita made know she was few months pregnant and she wouldn’t be aborting. He had begged her into aborting the last on which almost claimed her life and now was another which he wasn’t ready for.

That same morning, his mother called sick as usual, she had battled sickle-cell all her life with the help of Yezir who had supported with his little finances.

“Raastha chod…jaga chod!!” Yezir angrily yelled at an old man who was sluggishly pushing his loaded cart in front of his taxi, he would frequenly use his hand to wipe away the rain on the wind-screen. He accelerated further a little but again stopped, he watched as many tricycle also tried maneuvering their way into the already existing grid-lock. He peeped through the rear mirror to see how his passengers were fairing. He concluded they must be one of those torurist on seeing their outfit and how they acted enthusiastically to everything they saw.

“I see you ladies like India” Yezir said as he still had his eyes on the rear mirror.

He loves to make his passengers happy, comfortable, and most of all he wanted a distraction from his worries.

“Yes, it’s a different world here” Nana replied as she turned to the young looking driver “Are you Indian?” she also inquired

“No!...Urdu, Palestine”

“So you live in India?”

“Yes, India…peace, Palestine…war”

He pushed his horn once again as he moves his taxi calculatively through the grid-lock “And you, where are you from?”

“Ghana”

“Aaah! Your team, the black moon of Ghana” he appeared fascinated “Good team…good team!”

“You mean the ‘black stars’ of Ghana?” Nana asked hoping to correct

“What!”

“I mean the football team, it’s the Black stars and not black moon”

“I’m sorry!” he apologized and concentrated on the road, now the rain was heavier and without his screen-wiper he could barely see what was happening ahead. Ones in a while, he peeped to see ahead through the side door enduring the wet splash to his head. He stole a glance to the rear mirror ones more, he saw how beautiful the three ladies appeared. He concluded they were the most beautiful set of people he had ever come by.

“And you madam, from Ghana?” he spoke to the rear mirror as he had his eyes on Lamide who sat between the girls.

“I’m from Nigeria”

“Good!!” he nodded his head like he concord with her, he didn’t want to go any further with questions but thought he might appear boring to his beautiful passengers.

“Nigeria…in South Africa, right?” seriously hoping he wasn’t wrong this time.

The three girls busted into laughter, they laughed at his wrong answer and obviously his strange accent for ‘South-Africa’ which sounded more of ‘Salt-Afrinka’. Yezir looked disappointed realizing his lack of knowledge and education had made him look like a fool to various enlightened passenger when he tries to blend with them.

“And your name ones again?” Eva asked as she tries to control her self from laughing any further..

“Yezir…Yezir ibn Adeeb”

“Mister Yezir, Nigeria is in West-Africa and if you hope asking where I’m from, I’m from the United state of America, Texas to precise.

“Three of you from three place?” Yezir indicating with three fingers as he tries turning his head backward. “Are you friends?” he enquired further hoping for the affirmation.

“No… we are sisters” Lamide said tring to her more of Yezir’s funny Arabian accent.

“You mean sister-sister, like sisters from plenty fathers and one mother?” he looked surprised as he indicated with one finger.

“No mister Yezir, same father same mother but were given birth to in different countries” Nana tries to play along.

“Aaah!!, I don’t belief you” said Yezir after looking closely into the rear mirror. He rolled down the glass to the side door and deeped his head through it ones again as the rain kept pouring harder.

“We look facially different because of the wealther in our various place of birth” Eva said after realizing Yezir had noticed the complexions.
Yezir looked himself at the side mirror thinking his fourteen years stay in India should have him look like a true Indian he desires.

“Aaah!, I see now… you remember me of a story”

“And what story is that mister Yezir?” asked Eva

“It is a long time a ago story, my mother tell me when I’m small she also say her mother tell her, but now I don’t even remember the story very well again…”

He saw he had disappointed his passengers who had looked eager through the rear mirror to listen to his story he himself wouldn’t belief, how stupid would he sound like telling three beautiful and enlightened passengers of how once three powerfully possessed women had once lived in three different parts of the world and how they manifested all sought of supernatural powers the world never imaged could ever exist.

“Wallahi!” I swore knowing he is been doubted.

Yezir would have told the story to any other passenger who would not make him feel foolish and ignorant or less enlightened but he feared the girls would be delighted to make a fool out of him and that he wasn’t ready for. Besides, how would he have pronounced some of the names of people, place and important things in the story? Truly, he could barely remember how the event in the story had linked to each other and most importantly, how it ended.

“Aaaah!, at last we are free” Yezir sighed heavily in relief seeing the road ahead of him, he was out of grid-lock, he pressed on the accelerator of his taxi which was now heading towards Kanyakumari.

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Thank u all so much for the words of encouragement. All your words got to me and had been source of motivation.
Many e-mailed showing their love and promising to buy a copy of all my works if completed and perfected for novel...(I honestly wish to but no money yet)

Pls try and know that if i don't post as aspected u should understand i'm also struggling for my livelihood outside nairaland, and besides i type this stories using a phone (my finger hurts),
and also have to make it worth the wait with every post.

And If you are thinking this story is about to come to an end, i'm sorry to disappoint coz it's just about to get started.

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THREE MONTHS AGO

U.S.A (Texas)
“Eva please, listen to me and not her” Jonathan begged

“Nathan I can’t, how would that make her feel, she is your mum and would get to you anyway” Eva replied as the tears flows freely from her eyes down her checks. She felt she had lost him.

“I don’t care about her, all I care about is you . Eva ….. I love you” he kissed her lips gently, trying to assure her of his love for her despite the grudges between her and his mother.

Jonathan Ford, an Africa-America had for long loved the pretty and athletic looking Eva since he first met her in a grocery store three months earlier. They both looked fit and perfect for each other. They had been intimate with each other in many sexual aspect, but never sex itself.

“That girl is evil….. Jonathan please stay faraway from her” Mrs. Ford, Jonathan’s mother warned.

“But mother I love her and don’t call her evil, she is God’s creation”

“Listen boy” Mrs. Ford pointing angrily to Jonathan “I am your mother and I know what’s best for you”.

“I know what’s best for my self and how do you know she is evil?”

“Father Fredrick!” she simply said.

“And what’s father Fredrick got to do with this?” he asked ignorantly.

“Father Fredrick said she is evil, I mean the real evil from the pit of hell, Stay away from her”

Jonathan walked out from his mother’s presence in anger, he was determined to love Eva no matter what.

It was one of those rainy and stormy nights when the flesh need warmth upon it, Jonathan made his way into Eva’s room and on seeing her in one of her short skimpy night gown barely covering her laps; he was determined to make it into her body.
“Oh la la!...You are such a priceless piece made from God-knows-what, a gem worth dying for, an Angelic creature you are. Very sure heaven must be boring without your presence in it…you are a diva!” Jonathan softly whispered into her ear as he held her firmly on her waist from behind, he had his chin resting gently on her shoulder. He pressed himself upon her succulent butt as he slowly felt sexually aroused.

Something was different, the light in it was dimmed, her fragrance was sexually appealing and her touch was just what he needed for the moment. He sensed Eva had prepared for his coming; he wanted to ask if she had made the room for his coming but dismissed the idea knowing it would make no difference at that point. Anyway, a good sex that night would be inevitable, he thought.

“And you Mister Jonathan the lover boy will see heaven tonight” she turned to face him whispering into his ear likewise as she gave his outer ear a soft bite, she giggled seeing Jonathan feeling ecstatic. She acted erotically, kissing and caressing him roughly.

“You are something else, you know that?” Jonathan hurriedly pulled off his shirt and trousers, leaving on him a short black pant. He gently laid Eva to the bed and rested himself carefully upon her smooth body like a python on its prey. Eva reminded him it would be her first time, so he had better take it careful with her like he had always promised.

“What ever rocks your boat dear, but no pain…no gains remember? Jonathan jokingly asked rhetorically and the two laughed it off, the moment seems to have seized as they looked into each other’s eyes intensely and fell in love all over again. All of a sudden, the door to the room was slammed open by someone outside. Entered was an elderly white man in black robe below it white collar, he had with him a bottle of oily substance and a white medium sized crucifix pointing ahead and following him closely was Mrs. Ford with a bible on her.

Jonathan and his lover jolted off the bed and where shock to see what was unfolding. Eva quickly hugged Jonathan tight for closure on sighting Mrs. Ford.

“Oh my goodness!!” Father Fredrick shouted and looked terrified as he laid his eyes on Eva.
“What the Bleep is going on, what the hell is this?” Jonathan was furious “Mother I say what the hell is the meaning of this?” he enquired from Mrs. Ford who looked less bothered at his anger.

“Lord is trying to save you from this demon…boy!” she yelled still clutching behind Father Fredrick.
Eva was confused as she looked from one person to another trying to get an explanation, as she tries to get Jonathan’s attention for an explanation, she felt something burning her skin, and the pain she felt was sharp and deep. She screamed in horror as she kept rubbing every part of her body hurriedly. Every sprinkling of Father Fredrick oil caused Eva greater pain and Jonathan could only watch as Eva rolled, screamed and wailed helplessly on the bed.

“I bind you…I cast you out…O shabarababah!!..Oh..reberoboto...oh you demon of hell I cast you”Father Fredrick relentlessly commanded repeatedly as he then points the crucifix at Eva who kept screaming in agony.

Jonathan still shocked, He watched his girl acting possessed…or was she truly evil? He wasn’t sure what to believe or what to do.
“Father please you have got to stop this!” he begged Father Fredrick who wasn’t listening so he turned to Mrs. Ford “mother please tell him…he has got to stop this, you are hurting her”
“Keep going father, father keep going, it’s time we send the demon back to hell….Hallelujah!” she encouraged as she waved her hands in praises.

Suddenly, Eva was motionless as she lay loosely on the bed. She wasn’t breathing neither.
“I think she’s dead” Jonathan rushed to feel her purse “Father, she is dead…she is dead” he confirmed.

Suddenly, Eva’s body rose from the bed into the mid-air, it stood still and slowly turned upright to face Father Fredrick. She appeared chanted; wind blew furiously around and her body glowed so bright that it illuminated the room. A dark smoke from the air formed a cloak around her, the dark smoke covered her body and her eyes were dark, her nails turned sharp claws, her teeth turned fangs and the room smelt of fear.

Father Fredrick paused, he watched in disbelieve trying to absorb the realization before his eyes. Despite the consecrated power within him, he still feared for his life knowing he wasn’t just confronting an evil possessed human.

Mrs. Ford had fainted

“Father please do something!” Jonathan begged watching in fear.

“You can’t see what I had seen son” he pointed in horror

“What did you see father, what did you see?”

“This is not just evil”

“So father what is it, just kill her…she is evil, kill her!!”

“This is death!”




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Few weeks later, she was on a long bus heading for California when the bus was stopped by cops, police officers had been on the search for the mysterious murderer of Father Fredrick Moore and Mr. Jonathan Ford. The officers searched and inspected the faces of everyone in the bus one after the other but the criminal they had in mind wasn’t found.

“Clear…you can go” one of the officers gestured at the bus driver to move-on.

Eva sighed heavily as her heart beats in fear, she wondered what had happened, she wished she had answers to her million questions. She looked back as the bus drove away from a place she had grew, hoping to comeback when the murderer of her beloved Jonathan is arrested and brought to justice. Deep within her, she never could have killed him. she covered her head with a hood and faced the future before her.

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It was dark, it was weird and the wind blew treacherously as she walked into the opening leading to the mountain, she saw it all, she saw it once again in their eyes that they needed her, the dead. They all turned to her in their multitudes and pointed at her…..”HELP US!!”…they screamed.

Eva, Lamide and Nana jerked to life at the same time, they looked at one another trying to ask themselves same question.
They had same nightmare and the trio seem familiar with the scene in the dream. It occurred they had most times had similar dreams lately. They were certain it was a call but ignorant of what next to do.

“I feel I’m gradually going insane and my life falling apart…first, I see crazy things, secondly I have got a murderer as a father and a witch for a granny and that got me wondering what my mother could possibly be” Lamide pause as she tries to thing of a suitable word “maybe a vampire, who knows!…. Thirdly, I unknowingly killed my boyfriend and here I am in Ghana with my unknown ‘sisters’ trying to unravel God knows what” she laughed at her pitiful self and gradually sobs, she was tired of the whole thing, tired of life, tired of living. The two other girls sat to huge and console her, they weren’t fairing any better either.

“I know how you feel and I feel same way too but we have to be strong for one another, we just need to look around again for any clue” Eva looking around the pink colored wall of the room like she hope to see meaningful inscription on it.

“Here” Nana said stretching the card she saw the night before. She had stood up to go get it from the dairy on the table.

“And what is this? I don’t understand” Eva looked at the card long enough but still unable to comprehend it relevance to the situation on ground.

Lamide collected the card still sobbing, she likewise starred at it for awhile, and she looked disturbed realizing what it could mean.

“Where did you get it from?” Lamide turning to Nana

“Inside the dairy”

“Oh God, not again” Eva suddenly realized and looked at Lamide

“What is it?” Nana looking perplexed desperately hoping it’s not what she had assumed the night before.

“I think there is someone in India we need to meet” Eva said.

“Fine that’s it, you girls can go while I….” she thought of her statement and realized she had no where else to go to if she goes back to Nigeria, she burst into fresh tears as she thought of Soji, she needed and missed him more, Especially at that moment.

“Girls, let’s not jump into conclusion, India is too far for assumption, I think we should….” Nana paused and was dialing a number on her phone.

“What are you doing” asked Lamide

“Trying to put a call to my dad”

“And why?” asked Eva

“The card might be for him, you know, he might have slipped it in and forgot.”

”Yes that’s true, you need to call him” Lamide agreed.

About two hours later, Dr. Kofi was back home to come see his daughter’s friends she spoke of on phone, he couldn’t understand what his daughter had said on phone about the card they had found so he promised to come see her. The girls had planed before his coming on hiding the truth from him and fabricate something reasonable and convincing.

“Baby, I know nothing of this” Mr. Kofi said all over trying to think ever having a contact to India. It could only be for your mother if truly it had been in that dairy.

“And did she ever spoke of anyone in India to you?”

“No!” he tries to recollect but none came to memory.

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“I think your mum was trying to hide something from your dad and that begs for the question why she didn’t she tell him about the card” Eva noted shortly Mr. Kofi was out.

“Maybe it’s all just a coincidence you know; maybe she got the card from one random friend of hers who might have resided in India long ago, what about that?” Lamide trying to sound convincing.

“And the ‘sisters, find me’ thing?...And what about that too” Ever noted.

Nana had earlier assumed her mother could see into the future, she realized she was wrong and that her mother had not seen beyond the arrival of Eva and Lamide maybe she saw it but too terrified to put it down. Desperately, she wishes to know what revelation India holds of her and the others, but she fear knowing what mystery hides behind the of the walls of their unknown.

“Girls, we nee to get to India!!” Nana sounded determined.
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mhizv:
most of your stories aren't complete!
not cool

Babe I promise I would, just a step at a time.

freakthingz:
Make sure you copyright your stuff then get in touch with editors and book publishers, not just in naija try abroad too....

I'm in europe and theres a market for African books if its high quality......no dul Oh

thanks a lot sir, I understand ur point. I had considered all these but I need a strong link to the editors and publishers who can understand my kind of works and person...I have more interesting write-up I had finished in print form but all this naija editors will tell "what sought of scary thing is this, try and be realistic like contemporary writers" and I get discouraged and it makes me feel my works will only get appreciated by few if I get them printed out. I know nothing about publishers.

OMG!!!
for the first time ever, I made front page....Na God win....GOD I THANK YOU O!!
Truth be told, my next post for the write-up is unknown to me, I end up wondering if someone else is writing the story through me....and I think it's GOD.
For all it is, I pray HE inspires me to getting this write-up to the highest level...(I really hope to get all my works to the big screen some day).

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CHAPTER THREE
THE AWAKENING

“Please tell me this isn’t true, or is it?” Lamide asked the two ladies sitting besides her hoping what she just heard was fabricated and has got nothing to do with her.

Eva and Nana appeared confuse likewise, the trio appeared not knowing what to make of the information in the dairy, it felt too mystical and supernatural to be true and they all made it known to one another.

“But my mother wouldn’t have insisted I read it through with you two if it was to be a mere fabrication and besides, my mother wouldn’t lie” Nana said firmly trying to shield her late mother as a liar to the girls.

“And how do I relate this to my present predicament? Can’t you see, this thing here…” Lamide pointing to the dairy on the bed “…I mean your mother’s dairy has got nothing to do with me”.

“You mean us” Eva added

“Okay, I mean us”

“wait girls, let’s not get too walked up on the issue, why not let’s meet tomorrow and see what to make of it” Eva said as she stood up from the bed looking tired and realizing how late they had stayed, Lamide followed suit.

“You mean you girls are leaving?” Nana asked, hoping they stay a little longer, she had enjoyed the company of the girls and also she had grown frightened with the story she had heard and would need someone around her.

“Yes” Eva answered

“We lodged in a nearby hotel not too far from here” Lamide explained. The girls had arrived Ghana the previous day and had lodged into a separate rooms in a hotel not too far from their host.

“Ehmmm!” but you can both spend the night here with me, I have got the entire house to myself this night and besides we can watch movies” she said pointing to the huge television screen on the wall of her room, she saw how the two girls looked hesitant of her request especially Eva who looked in haste to dash off “Pleaseee!!!” she added.

About an hour later, the three girls were on the bed sitting side by side on the bed watching a reality show on the television screen ‘Keeping-up with the Kardeshian’. Nana had earlier given the girls her extra pygmies after they had eaten and taken their baths.
“That’s my favorite show, love how the girls supports one another, they rock” Lamide said in excitement pointing to the screen.
“I love Klohe more; you know she’s got a strong personality…right?” Eva asked as she rolled herself under the pink duvet.
“For me it’s Kim all the way, I love her style of fashion and her absorption of life as it comes her way” said Lamide.
“Kourtney and scott should just get over with…..” Eva was saying
“Do you think my mum was right?” Nana asked thoughtfully with her face on the screen. Eva and Lamide pause and looked at her while trying to make sense of her words.

“About what?” Eva asked
“The whole dairy….I mean I still can’t bring myself to believe my mother had written all that for nothing, or had she?” she looked at the girls curiously like they had the answer
“My utmost concern is who are the three daughters of death and how are how are we related to them anyway?” Lamide asked as she gulped her bottle of water for the late night.

“I don’t think that’s possible, the daughters of death had been trapped…have you forgotten?” Nana said

“Girls please can we change the subject” Eva was obviously bored with the subject and looks sleepy

“So what about your love life Eva?” Nana who was also eager to change the subject jumped in

“Non, I had been all by my self” Eva replied sharply like she wasn’t ready to dwell on the new topic “and you?” she consciously passed the baton of answer to Nana

“Yes, once had this guy who was all over me but we parted ways, he was then my everything, he had this strong arms, broad shoulders, athletic, dark and handsome but…” she paused and looked thoughtful before she continued “relationship distracts, you know?” Nana looked at the girls for confirmation but she got none as she realized that Lamide and Eva had slept off.

Nana still awake as she ones again quickly flipped through the dairy, she hope to find the link she and the other girls had with the daughters of death, she found none and was discouraged.

“What could have happened to the Daughters of Death…could they still be buried within the rock? Surely they must have died long ago” she concluded within her mind. She attempted throwing the dairy on a table beside her but she missed and the dairy fell to the floor faced open, she hesitantly crawled out of the duvet to pick it up when she noticed a small rectangular scrappy brownish complimentary card beside it, It must have been within the dairy for long as it had an obsolete appearance.

‘Mary-Mary consultancy’ was boldly written on the card with it address in Kanyakumari located in India. She wondered how a card from far India found it way into the dairy. She Made a mental note to ask her father the next morning.
She flipped to the back of the card and saw hand written words in capital letter “SISTERS, FIND ME”

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Baruu had celebrated their victory over Zendaya and the daughters of death, the celebration lasted into the late hours of the night, every street in the city had a feast going on.

Every man, woman and child wined and dinned till the last person fell asleep. As the night darkens and enveloped the city so was the treacherous wind blowing across the quiet streets. Zendaya still chained and abandoned in the market square suddenly jerked up to life from his unconscious state, he looked around and saw the whole city was quiet and deserted like there was no one else inside of it. He realized he had been woken up by the sound of some barking dogs in distance, the dogs kept barking furiously and Zendaya was certain they must have seen something strange.

“Maybe the enemies” he feared as he realized the entire city obviously appeared unguarded . He try to free the chains off his legs and hands but he couldn’t, he forced it but realized it’s of no use and hope nothing bad happens through the night. Few minutes, he heard the wimpy sound of the dogs before it all went quiet. Then he was certain war had found it way into the once undefeatable Kingdom.

“Haaaaa!!” he shouted and kicked harder so as to get anyone’s attention but he was to weak to get it on for long, he tried screaming harder the second time but he realized he had sounded more like a dyeing bird. Suddenly, a very cold wind blew on him, his body was icy and it was unbearable. He was sure something strange was happening as he heard screams and shouting coming from every part of the city, he looked around in confusion not knowing exactly what was happening, again he tried harder to free the chains off his hands but he failed, he watched helplessly around as everyone kept screaming in their various houses and rooms.

He couldn’t see anyone run across the city as it was still deserted. Soon the noises were gone and an absolute quietness enveloped the city ones more but the cold was still on and was far severe. Moments later, Zendaya saw a man running and screaming towards him, he appeared terrified and would once in a while look back like someone was after him. He had a key in his hands and looked desperate to give it Zendaya.

“It’s coming for me, I saw it!” he kept screaming as he ran

“It’s coming for me, my Lord save…!” directly in front of Zandaya, the man paused in motion while his body slowly changed color to gold. Zendaya watched in horror as the man had strangely transformed into a shinny statue of gold, he drew back in fear looking around for what might have caused it but he saw no one. He knew for sure the sisters of death under oath had sworn never to attack Baruu but rather to protect it no matter what. He looked around and it was still quiet but cold.

“Who are you?” he looked around and waited for a reply but rather he heard his echo talk back in the distance.
“My people…what have you done to my people!!” he feared everyone in the city must have been turned to gold status. He cried.

Suddenly, the cuffs on his hands loosened and dropped to the ground, he was surprised and looked around, and behind him was a familiar huge figure already staring at him, realizing what it is, he quickly fell to his kneels, his head and hands to the cold ground.
“Spare me…please spare my life and let me life to serve you forever” his voice trembled in the presences of Death itself.

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“You fools” Zendaya looking at the revolters all scatterd in the palace, “she is a traitor and not me, she wants the girls for her self, can’t you all see” he said before he stood up from his thrown and summoned “Daughters of death!!”

A strange wind blew across the palace when all of a sudden the three girls appeared from thin air. Aidan suddenly blew a handful of ashes towards the girls and they collapsed, her plan had worked just as she had wanted. Aidan knew Zendaya would be tempted to summoned the girls into his defense so she already had her palm filled with the ashes of an Oak tree. Every one shouted in joy as they dragged and chained Lord Zendaya and the three girls out in the middle of the market square. Their hands were cuffed to polls while they were tortured for hours, the people watched in delight seeing the daughters of death suffer helplessly.

“They look so ordinary” many had observed
Aidan instructed that the mixture of ashes and blood of a virgin girl be rubbed on the girls by everyone in Baruu and that by doing so, life will be drained from them gradually till they fall unconscious.
The people were all delighted; they cheered once again knowing that the end of the terrifying daughters of death had come. Every man, woman and child in the village dipped their hands into the bowl of mixed blood with ashes and rubbed it on the chained girls one after the other. Every touch on the girls caused them an excruciated pain, they screamed so loud that it made few women collapsed. Some men prevented the noise by hitting the girls with heavy objects and had their mouths covered with clothings. Few hours later, the girls were totally unconscious, they felt weak and drained of powers and Zendaya watched the girls helplessly as their bodies dangled uprightly.

“You will all regret this day, I curse you all” Zendaya screamed in anger. A man hits Zendaya a blow with a stone to the back of his head and he too fell unconscious instantly. The crowd cheered with joy on seeing that they all now have the power to control themselves without the tyrant Lord Zendaya and his daughters of death.

Later that evening, six hefty men under the instruction and supervision of Aidan, the bodies of the three girls were secretly concealed deep into a caved rock. Their bodies were tightly bounded in ropes lased with ashes of an Oak tree and the blood of a virgin girl was sprinkled on their heads. Aidan believed that will suppress and trap the powerful spirits of the girls inside their bodies. As soon as the deed was done and the six men turned to leave, Aidan called back the men and enchanted voodooish spells on them; they immediately all fell to the ground lifeless.

“Fools” she cursed as she hit her walking stick to the ground and transformed into an eagle, dived upwards into the sky and flew towards Egypt, the eagle flew effortlessly across forests and rivers for moments but after a while it landed uncontrollably to the ground in the middle of a thick forest, Aidan transformed back to herself realizing she had broken one of her arms. She was surprise to have falling, she sat up groaning in pain as she rested her back to a tree and looked around to see what might have caused her fall.

Aidan been a powerful witch knew too well she could only have been stuck down by a powerful enchantment from another witch lurking around in the forest. She hoped to see who it was but after a while she knew there was more to the forest itself, she realized there were various animals laying dead on the ground including birds of all kinds. It appeared the birds had all fallen from the sky likewise the animals on the trees.
The air became so cold and her body began to shiver, It didn’t take her long as an old and powerful witch to realize that there is the presence of an extremely greater evil force than hers lurking somewhere in the forest.

Knowing what danger she could be in staying any longer, she rose up her weak body using her staff and as she tries hitting it to the ground, something grabbed her firmly on her neck from behind and rose her up from the ground. Aidan knew it was too late to fight back as her soul swiftly faded away from her body.

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The next afternoon, it was sunny in Baruu and everyone seem to be going about their prosperous businesses and jolly lifestyles, when a large black eagle flew into the city up above it gigantic wall meant to camp it citizens within.
It flew into a lonely corner of the street and perched to ground elegantly before taken into the shape of a human.

Aidan the grand witch walked out into the open streets in utmost calculated steps in an air of proposed consciousness. Aidan grinned as she sighted a concrete podium in the center of the market. fragile but carefully, she made it to the top of the podium and saw as everyone was busy going to and fro not minding her unusual presence.

“Citizen of Baruu, I sell you freedom!” her voice mysteriously echoed so loud that it captured everyones attention in the market. Many had walked up to her and within a short period, she was the main center of attraction, ones again she grinned wickedly this time.

“Death knocks upon the city in a forth night…I see it” she shouted

Many mumbled and pointed mockery fingers at her, they said she is mad, a lunatic at that…the city guards had ignored her not surprised at another foolish talk.

“Zendaya and the daughters of death will crush you; Zendaya will conquer the world only for himself” she realized her words captured no one as everyone slowly drifted away from her. She angrily hits her staff to the ground and everything instantly was quiet, it was unusual of the busy market and everyone turned to face the fragile looking old woman who now had a mischievous grin on her.
Aidan raised her hands up to the sky and made a circular pattern in the air as she chants indistinctive words rapidly to herself, suddenly the space in front of her was unceremoniously filled with a large transparent bubble-like object. People ‘wowed’ and ‘ahhhed’ in disbelief hoping it’s a magical show but feared it would soon be short lived as the guards forbids such sorcery under Lord Zendaya’s ruling. But not, the guards watched without attack.


In the bubble-like object which hanged mid air, appeared the exact image of Baruu as it people were attacked and stroked down by the daughter of death one after the other, the people watched in disbelief as they saw their exact images calling for help while Zendaya kept ordering the daughters of deaths to suck life out of them.
“How could this be? We thought he loved us” a woman from amongst the crowd yelled angrily and people murmured in support filling betrayed.

“He will eventually have your souls to himself only when the time is right, he feeds you all with booties from his victories but you all are merely been fed to look healthy for sacrifice” she giggled to her own choice of words knowing she had manipulated them all into fear.

“But how do we stop them from killing us? The daughters of death are powerful, Help us!” a voice cried out from amongst the crowd.

“Rub your bodies with ashes of an Oak tree, it will make you immune to their powers and when you finally grab them, bring them right here, the center of the market, I will tell you what next to do” She hits her staff to the ground as she transformed into a large black Eagle and flew up away into the sky.
A small protest which had begun in the market square soon enveloped every street of Baruu with large crowd protesting. A revolt had began with every citizen equipping themselves with dangerous weapons as they head to the Palace, but they were suppressed by the heavy force of guards.


Zendaya got wind of the protest and ordered for the head of whoever started might have caused the protest but the person was no where to be found, the few people who spare headed the protest where beheaded in the same market square the next day as a warning from the king to the people.

The next day after the beheading of the protesters, Aidan suddenly showed up in another part of the kingdom, this time she knew her words would easily get to people as he spoke aggressively about the foreseen doom
. “You all saw what happened to your brothers yesterday, Zendaya has begun, he will kill you all one by one and by the time we all try to attack, he will order his daughters to drain lives from us all . . . do you want that to happen?”

“NO!” they screamed in union,

“Then let me lead you all to battle, let me fight side-by-side with you all….and tonight, we bring down Zendaya and the daughter’s of death”
Everyone cheered, feeling a sense of victory.
Like stone thrown into water, her words sank into their hearts, it gave them all courage and emotional strength to face their fears ones more, and they somehow believed the words of the stranger.

Aidan saw it was time to hit the nail on the head, it was time to ignite the fire of destruction in Baruu, it was time to unleash the pool of blood upon Baruu knowing well Baruu is a kingdom filled with hot tempered and aggressive people who can easily be influenced.
“Tonight will be the night” she continued her words and pulled up a fist as a show of strength “the night you all take back your kingdom from the daughters of death, have yourselves all covered with the mixture of ashes of a oak tree and blood of a virgin girl, that will make you invincible to the daughters of death and by that you capture them and leave the rest for me to handle.

“Who are you and how do we trust your words this time?” a naïve looking man asked
“I am a messenger of the gods sent to save you from the doom that await you all if you doubt my words” she suddenly transformed into an eagle and flew away into the sky. Every one was then convinced beyond doubt that truly the gods intend to save them form the evil plot of Zendaya and the daughters of death.


That afternoon, the few loyalist of Zendaya were hunted down house to house. The people were all naked and their bodies covered with the mixture of ashes and blood. The revolt was strong as every strong and brave man matched towards the palace, the guards could not hold back the people as they eventually made their way into the palace after injuring and killing many guards. Zendaya was surprise to see his own people turn against him, he was made to watched as his loyal kinfolks and advisers were been slaughtered with sharp knifes through their throat one after the other.

“Who made you all do this to your own people?” Lord Zandaya asked looking around furiously; he wishes to know who led the revolt but no one talked. “Answer me you fools, I said who made you all do this to your kingdom” he shouted in a tone of authority still sited on his thrown, the men looked at one another not knowing what to say but suddenly, a large eagle flew into the palace through the window and transformed into Aidan in mid air before landing.

“You, I thought you died that night” Zendaya said pointing at the familiar face in front of him
who helped summoned Death years ago.

“Almost, but here I stand today commanding you to hand over the girls to me, their power grows stronger day by day and they will soon destroy the entire world including Baruu, I had foreseen it” Aidan lied.

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Seven days later, thirteen kingdoms all had their representatives in a council hall deliberating on the best strategy to bringing down Baruu.

“Let’s poison their source of water!” a man offered

“Let’s strike them off guard in the middle of the night!!” another suggested

“We should bring together our power magicians to curse those people with plagues of all kinds”

“Yes! Let us bribe their guards with plenty of rewards and when we are done with Baruu, we kill them all”.

It appeared all the ideas suggested had been tried in the past but had failed woefully, Baruu appeared to be a step ahead of any of it opponent moves.

“That is because there dwell an undefeated power in Baruu that sees into the souls of every man” a voice of a woman was heard as she slowly walks into the hall with the help of a long black stick, she appeared haggard in her wears, looking frail with youthful twinkle in her eyes as one might expect of a grand witch
Everyone looked surprised at the old woman who had appeared in their midst.
“who are you?” a man asked

“How did you get pass the guard?” another voice probed as a man beckoned on the guards to get her out

“You are all asking the wrong questions”, she paused for a while as she watched two guards aggressively walked up to her intending to carry her out of the hall, as they touched her, the guards vanished into thin air. The men in the hall screamed watching in disbelief.

The strange woman laughed eccentrically and suddenly paused to look into everyone’s eyes “Twelve days” she suddenly spoke as she looked at Pharaoh

“Twelve days for what?” Lord Pharaoh asked looking puzzled.

“Give me twelve days and you shall hear no more of Baruu and the daughters of death…and when I’m back, you shall all pay my price” she hits her staff to the ground and disappeared into thin air causing fear and commotion within the council of Kings

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sorry for waiting this long, was just determined to continue for the sake of those who had been faithful followers of this write-up, ur comments had geared me up into determination of getting it going non stop, ...pls accept my apology
and so the corridor of Hell continues...