A flash fantasy fiction by *Osakpamwan Osadolor*

The year has come for the reaping, according to set up rules and laws laid down, the last child of a family is picked or reaped. It is a bizarre tradition to have a sulking infant taken from its mother feeding breasts and made to survive an elemental test. It is something that boggles the mind to expect a child who can't differentiate between a peculiar smell and another, to be able to tell between the fiery force of fire, the bone wracking force of the earth, the air stealing of the gushing wind and the nerve numbing stream of the water. As it may seem weird there is nothing more shocking than seeing the picked child family rejoice about their child been picked, knowing that their chance of survival is precariously slim.

But one wonder if it is weird knowing that the most cherished dish of these people is the baked waste passed of the Abulin fly, which if not visiting the chamber pot a day is a pouch count of Nidjaelin silvers which is so cheap that a thousand is always counted. Or the fact that to gain adulthood, the rite of passing is bedding the pulling mules which at its cleanest stage still smell like the latrine infested forest of Ajorita.

So to me these people are not so surprising.

Annexed from
The outside canals
Of the worlds
Cc: Aderinto jacquidrom

jbtobsyn:
Op,stop copying a story from xhamster.com,stories. I read this story there. Make your own story with your airhead.

Literotica

Okay this was done hastily, I have a book that I have completed but yet to put out. It is a crime thriller, and truth is I have hit on hard times. I like writing but I love money more. Hope una get?

Una try oh.

maxxy26:
Following,i hope u jst gotten started

I'm afraid this is it

*The unknown*

In a strange land Determined
to be the true difference
To make it well even in the well
Surrounded by unknown warriors
That are success inclined
I get gingered up determined
To live up in a down world
I know i can build my empire
And be called a lord .

I'm eager to expand this place
Oh! Diamond castle hidden
Among treasures covered from
Mortar eyes
Surrounded by warriors brimming
In confidence
A word capable of making the
Weak strong.

Deep from abyss of deepest
I'm confident to set the light
Upon the mountain top
Where a strange world
Would be given recognition.


A strange place
Surrounded by the unknowns
I get up stressed
I get back down
Forced
Is this truly my place
Show me the way

I do not like this place
Not one bit
I am surrounded by unknowns
Enveloped by confusion
I hope- not
Confusion is a hard rash word
Ambiguous oh Lord

From the inner most parts
From the labyrinths
From the pains within and without
My heart
I find peace and solace
With the unknowns



Life can be judged from two sides of the coin

*Life of a ghetto boy*

Jumping loops, scaling walls I ran after the agama,
Not for game but for the inherent potency I know exist in it core.

I hear the scream of my mother piercing the air,
Not for me but for the unnecessary pains the man who call himself my father causes,
I shrink and recoil and jump the fence not watching back.

The pain I'm made to bear is catastrophic, enormous for my small mind, I try to grasp my way out of this but the only way is to pipe up a blunt, I know this is not the solution but I enjoy the clout it let me have.


I enjoy taunting, not for the joy I derive from it but for the joy of seeing the pain I cause other. Ran after the cock of iye-Osawe not to take it back to the cage but to take it to the justice jungle, for the fowl have anger the judges of the stomach.

The time I spent thinking of the sky scrapers I will build will have been use in pushing dust, I smile at the face of danger for it gives me a feeling of unhindered ephemeral.

I close my eyes and remembered the promises made to and from, how life has driven me to the edge, I scramble with the instinct that tells me killing is a scarring experience, yet I slit the throat and get a bath in the gurgles of blood.

It thrills me to know that I'm an enforcer not of the will of the One that is said to reside in the filament but I'm from my own will, will that tells me I collect from other to check and balance the ills of the society.

My core knows that this is stealing but yet I pertain in it, not looking back, for I'm justice, what is a temporal law get to do with my curbing for daily bread.

I have seen when men were place in bags for possessing more than they should own, the communist feeling I get when this happens but my room in St saviour is stack with blood payments.

I stand as the executioner noosed up my neck like Judas but certainly not of my volition, ha! Life is such a journey i though as sharp object punched through me.

*please do train your child properly*

"I want to be part of this, it all started because of me and I think I should be the one to stop it"
I explained and went to the mini fridge and grab a bottle of coke, Abu just look at me with consternation on his face

" have you thought this through, like really sat down with your self and discuss if this is what you truly want" he asked a question that I thought was uncalled for. It was always going to end here, I've know this but I have been playing it down as inconsequential, the moment that I allowed Zaza talk me into going home with me I signed up myself to them

"yes I have done so and it's what I want, since Nathaniel is hunting me like a priceless animal I shall be the one to put an end to his life" I replied with a high fuse of emotions, and hit my hand on the sofa repeatedly while talking

" you are letting your emotions be cloud your good judgement, do you know what you are about dedicating yourself to" He paused and glance my way, watching if I was still listening to him

"you will be required to go about murdering people hell, if your own blood brother is in the opposition you are expected not to hesitate in gunning him down, this is too sensitive for you to jump into, think it through properly bro" he advised and pick up the remote control for the television

"sorry to say Abu but it is his decision to make and he seems comfortable with it and as such we should be happy to take him under our wing at least he will replace Jollo who was gunned down recently " Zaza said, while beaming a full toothed grin my way, Abu reply was just a curt nod my way I guess that was settled.


Few days later we were back at the meeting hall of the Splanters, all present were student from the various department in school, the environment was solemn a bit as the splints were commemorating the death of Jollo who was gunned down few weeks ago, Abu gave a heart rendering eulogy the emotional balance in the hall was palpable as every one paid their last respect to the dead butcher one of the Splanters.

it was few minutes later Abu climbed up to the raised podium again "today we are prepared for war there is an important ritual we must do before we initiate the spirit of war we shall be having a new member Zaza please bring him forward " he instructed as I was brought towards the podium and stack in a circle drawn on the floor "when you are being initiated into the Splanters little or no work is required from you but your academic buoyancy which shall be tested by Agoniko the splinted god of knowledge he shall come and test you now" Abu explain, immediately I was held in place by two guys I have met before but couldn't place where. Zaza and another person move to to my front with some incision material and drew two separate I in my chest, I felt a sucking motion in my heart immediately the incision was made then flashes of questions started flashing through my head, I was aghast to find my mind answering them in a speed of light manner.

I awoke to find my self at Abu's and Zaza's home, I could only recall been in the rec base of the Splanters, it was as though all that I went through in there was wiped off my consciousness. Abu later filled me in on how I was initiated into the prestigious Splanters, and how specifically Agoniko has made me the butcher one of the Splanters and how Isaac Ijoko has rejected it and was immediately spotted to a bare member having to climb up again to stain his position of butcher two.

It was surreal what I saw that day, I couldn't shake it off of me, but Zaza and Abu made my mind of it by saying

"hum my man do you know that Nath your friend is out of police custody " the pen that was in my hand fell off due to the level of shock that bit of information got to me

"what did you say, and how did that happened " I asked as I repeatedly failed in picking up the pen, it was nerve racking to know, I imagine what he will do to me if he get his hand on me it will be extremely brutal. Zaza looked at me and just shook his head "just so you know you are under the splints protection and as such you are our priority " it was nice knowing that someone got my back, but I failed to realize that I was stepping into my burnt circle "thank so much, I appreciate what you guys are going through and doing for my sake " I close the book and headed into the room that was assigned to me.

My mind was so reeled into protecting my self that I failed to recall to my self that I had made plans to go back home. Abu has told me one cool evening of what transpired in school, I did not hear early because I had no papers and as such has no reason to be in school, there had been a subdued atmosphere on campus and rightly so " I was just scoping out a girl like that when I heard a gun shot, I quickly took cover and the next thing I know all these Jatubis have crowded the place chanting one down 9000 to go, it was then I knew that the war has started scale on, luckily we did not drew first blood " he explained but I was not really there with him I was calculating my means of survival I knew then what I wanted to do, damn been pushed to the wall always I'm coming out of my skin and Nath and his minions better watch out.


With little or no trepidation I approached Zaza "good morning " he glanced at me a bit and muttered his reply " with all that has been going on, I've come to a decision " I paused for effect I wanted to read him, know if he thinks this is the right choice "okay I'm all ears, what have you got on your conscience now" he ask with an airy look at my face " I want to become a splanter " I dropped the bombshell, the look on Zaza's face was priceless "what! " Abu voice and Zaza asked.

Tbc

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He was none other than the present Commissioner of Education Hon. Phalp Igbe, I just cast a dumbfounded figure among the cult members, because never in my Life would I've expect a respected figure in the society being a cult member.

Here was a man who always make sure to employ charisma and authority in advising the student against cultism. But casting my sights on him now all but made me morose, it is actually funny for you to be against something but be an avid supporter of what you are against.

It was not until I was pushed that my mind came to my body and I took in my surrounding, in here, the hall was extremely spacious and fully air-conditioned, it is an irony because heat was one of the main natural phenomenon of Aluto. A podium was raised so high that even if one is situated at the furthermost part of the hall one can still see the speaker unobstuctedly. There was a good sound system in the hall, but I am made to believe that the hall might be soundproof.

It was when I look up that I noticed that the Honourable commissioner was speaking "I need no introduction Splints but I will say my name nevertheless I'm Phalp lakune baran the irate splint, that is my name" he said amid excited noise

"Do you know that I'm glad to be in your midst today" the Honourable ask rhetorically, just get on with it I thought in my mind

Today mark the day that a new chapter will be culled into and not culled from our histories and we are going to make sure, we cast on them unbearable suffering for they have tried countless time to bring us down but been the tenacious and intelligent being that we are we always survive. He paused to gauge the emotions of his listener and continue almost immediately "we are going to exterminate them, white out their names from the journals of the earth, hell off the journal of Christ" he roared and was met by rancous replies.

All the while he spoke my breath was held up, and I thought in my mind this was the orational figure that the citizens of Aluto all know but alas! he is here inciting cult feuds and wars.

Until he step down from the podium the hall never seize to be alive with noises. Immediately after his speech there was a ceremony that was held to inculcate the spirit of their war deity on themselves, the way they moved was crude but lively, and at a point the urge to take a step was so overwhelming but at the end I was able to control my self.



TBC

Please update

Hmm perplexed man I swear to Christ, you are on par with Terry Brooks with your imagination.

Getting interesting, Centino it's just that I'm too lazy to log in at times that is why I don't comment.

Words of wisdom abound, who knows what the experience of this man might be?

When evil is your bro I feel for ndi

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I left there approaching late noon , not without Zaza making a promise that he will always be watching my movement.


As I got to my room I noticed that things were not as I left them, my bed was overturned, my television glass broken inside it I found a piece of paper painted boldly on it with blood was the words "NO HIDING, THE HALL AWAITS YOU, SQUIRELL" and as I swung my gaze down what I found next shocked me a lock of my frisked and tinted lock of hair was tied on the floor, quickly I picked my phone and took a shot of the back of my head, Alas! I was not as protected as I thought I was, immediately I ran out of the room and rushed into a running Zaza "guy lets scram" he bellowed and grab my hands as we dashed for the fence.


After about 30 minutes of trekking round school we arrive at where his car was packed, he placed a call to Abu "bro this is thicker than we anticipated" I kept counting and glancing around nervously "they think he has started rolling with us already and have use their hate name for us to address him" he said into the phone while nodding earnestly at the reply he got from the other end. After several minutes of talking on the phone he announced that a full scale war has started on campus and that we were to report to their cellar.


My thoughts scale out on lots of issues, my family will be disappointed at the company that i currently roll with, but thinking of it I had no say in it because I didn't ask Zaza to take me to their Rec base as He called it. So My reasoning was to tell them that I would be heading home to my parents but what I saw later trumped any thoughts I had prior before.


He took me to a popular part of school, but what I did not know was that the hall of standard in campus was where the Splanter held their meetings, he took me round a part of bush that was never cut before, we arrive at a spot of cleared field and he swung open an Iron Slab with rusted but working Hinges "walk straight ahead and wait at the third bend to your east, I would be with you but let me scout around for nuisance" he instructed not even waiting for me to ask any other question. Stepping inside, the stairs there spiralled down and stop in a tiled hallway, my shock was dumbfounding so we actually had this unoccupied space in this our over-crowded campus, I groped ahead because the light started dimming almost at the instant I took my first step, after about three minutes of walking a hard and strong punch repelled me back about 2 feet from where I was standing before, instantly I became daze, my thoughts were in shambles. A foot was placed on my chest to restrain me from standing up "how did you get here" a gruff voice asked, the light flashed on again with stabbing effects to my eyes but I was able to make out the face of the best accounting student Patrick Azebale "ZAZA broug..."I Brought him Splint" Zaza came to my rescue but my face have pulped from the punch I was dealt earlier "lets move, Splint stay virtual but maintain visual" he jumble as he picked me from the floor.


It was as though my night of suprise were not to be over because the hall we walk into next contained nothing less than 90 students with faces that I was familiar with and those that I wasn't "now Splints is the time to fuse together to destroy an age long foe, we have been looking dormant too long in their eyes that they have now taken us for a toothless sabre, today marks the change of that" the now familiar voice of Abu rented the humid air, it seem He holds a key position in the Splanter "time was when great insolence of theirs was treated lightly, we know that we are corrupt but we are going to disband a more corrupt body, a little act of theirs triggered this meeting, you might have heard the rape incident of about three months ago" he paused to let his words sink into the crowds of Splintered students "the hero of that night is in our midst today not as a member but someone that we are going to protect, he is being hunted left right and middle just because they think he is now a splint but He is not yet""I'm going to step down here and allow a respected Splanter talk to you of our plans, you know how it's always been no jamming" he said and move away from the center of the circle formed by the locking of hands.


A man in a customise suit walk into the circle as he removed his hat, I almost delve into the state of comatose.



TBC

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