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Hexzagon: so d tori don finish

this got me laughing!

What can I say? Its been a wonderful experience. I learnt a lot from you guys, your critiquing, encouragement, personal messages and texts, even threats all made this experience one for my treasure box.
I am glad you enjoyed the story. I'll be taking a little break but be sure I'll be back some day with something I hope will be as enjoyable for you to read as it will be for me to write.

Special thanks to ishilove, Vickii Ro, kslib, mighty fortress and a host of other people too too numerous to mention; you guys were great!

Some mods and elders were also caught viewing this thread regularly although they never commented, just wanted to say...(in chuk's alto voice) I saw you! Thanks for your quiet encouragement!

Peace.

Epilogue.

Mr A**** never recovered from his madness.
Nina was allowed to resume her duties at the firm following some pleading and kind recommendations.

Nina's parents informed Mr A****'s close relatives of his predicament and after some hesitation and argument they came one day and carried him from the psychiatric hospital where we had admitted him for his own safety.

On that day I had followed Nina to the hospital to meet Mr A****'s son and relatives. Obi appeared to be a changed person after his father became insane. He was kinder, more courteous, and even I had to admit that he was indeed a nice person to be around. Previously spiteful, he now exuded a friendly aura that made it difficult to hate him. At the hospital he called Nina aside for some private discussion. She went with him and they spent a long time together. Well, for me it was long, in reality it was about 30minutes. When they came back they were both smiling at each other and Nina stopped for a moment from pushing his wheelchair and held his hands and as I saw the look they exchanged my heart sank. She said something to him then walked over to where I was sitting.

'Hi.' She said.

'We came here together remember?" I replied, forcing a grin.

"Yeah I know." She said, and sat down beside me.

We were silent for a while in the waiting area and watched as obi and his people moved around, settling the bill and signing all the required documents. The silence grew longer and more awkward. Finally she said:
"Chuks, there is something I want to tell you..."

"Okay." I said and closed my eyes.

"Obi has called off the engagement."



I kept my eyes closed and slowly digested what she had said. Obi had called off the engagement? I remained silent and she continued.

"He told me that he had stopped loving me a long time ago. It was his father that continued to put pressure on him to involve me in a blood pact. He said he was coming over to tell me our engagement was off the day he had the accident. He knows his father is to blame for his predicament but says he has forgiven him. He asked that we end our relationahip but that we coukd remain friends if i wanted and said he was sorry for all that he and his father had put me through. He dosent knoe anytging about the kidnapping of course and i dont think i want to burden him further with it. I guess he just wants to move on with his life.

"How do you feel about that?" I asked.
She sighed and looked up. "Honestly? Relieved. I always felt I was the reason for him being on a wheelchair. I couldn't imagine leaving him after indirectly crippling him for the rest of his life. But now that he has absolved me of all responsibility and even says he has been seeing someone else by the side, I guess I don't feel guilty anymore."

When I remained silent and didn't respond Nina got up suddenly. I didn't need any special powers to know she was upset. "Well, I just thought you should know, not that I expected any big reaction from you or anything, abeg let me go and see if I can help them with anything..."

She made to go away when I grabbed her by the hand and pulled her to me. She sat down on my thighs with a surprised gasp and I kissed her on the lips. This time, she didn't hesitate and kissed me back. And we didn't care if anybody was around or if they would walk in on us. When finally I released her, she had a wicked smile on her face.

"Easy there sir. Remember you are still my boss. This is sexual harrasement."

"Then file a complaint," I replied and kissed her again.





Bullet proof. Nothing to lose. Fire away, fire away....

The song played loudly in the large BRT bus as I made my way down to jibowu. I had planned on entering the bus that came to the bus stop before this one but something made me wait. When i saw it pulling into thr bis stop, i knew i was destined to entrr this bus today.Even as I entered it, I saw strange spirits hovering over and around it, dark spirits that had no misgivings about taking human life. I might have avoided the bus altogether if not for the old man that had appeared within their midst, pleading for me to come inside. As soon as I was in, I could feel her eyes on me, the bearer of the deadly orb. I ignored here for the meantime and took a seat in the middle row of the bus as it started to move again.

I waited patiently, listening to the old man's story of how his little granddaughter had disturbed their sacred ground at home, finding the orb in its secret place and taking it to school with her. It had already taken 9lives that day and had made the little girl witness every grisly death. When she tried to throw it away it had caused the soldier it hit to fire accidentally at a passerby, killing him instantly. The soldier himself had been lynched by an angry mob before help could arrive. And the orb had rolled peacefully back to her feet. And now the little girl was afraid, carrying such a heavy burden and trying to rum away from home, far away where she wouldn't cause any more harm. I asked the old man what he wanted me to do, and he told me the incantation to use when I held the orb in my hand. The incantation would destroy the power of the orb, then I could dispose of it by throwing the remains into the sea.

"Pls help me, help my granddaughter Chunks the stronger." He said.

I sighed. Nina would be expecting me home in an hour. I hoped this wouldn't take much of my time. I got up and turned slowly, looking for her. And then I saw her, sitting alone at the very back seat, a frightened but pretty, slim bodied and fair girl of about 10years old wearing a blue t-shirt, black skirt, worn socks and shoes with a light blue beret covering her cropped hair. My heart went out to her immediately. Nobody else was sitting beside her and I saw the reason why. Beside her was a small round object and it was emitting a nasty aura, so nasty that its effect was being felt in the physical, causing a very unfriendly atmosphere around her. I walked down to her and sat down beside her, ignoring the alarmed look on her face.

"Give it to me" I said.
Tears streamed down her face as she looked at my outstretched hand. She seemed to hesitate and so I said
"Don't worry, I know what to do with it. Don't say anything, just give it to me."

She finally gave me the orb and I smiled and wrapped it in a white handkerchief, muttering the incantation under my breath. I felt it glow and then crumble. Then I stretched my hand out the window of the bus and threw the contents of the handkerchief into the lagoon.

She asked for my name, awestruck, and I told her. I returned back to my seat, noticing that the dark spirits had disappeared with the orb and the unnaturally tense atmosphere in the bus had lifted, with hitherto quiet passengers suddenly finding themselves laughing, enjoying the music and making smalltalk. As I sat down the old man appeared before me again, he didn't need to say anything for me to know he was grateful.

"You're welcome" I whispered and he smiled and disappeared finally.
I listened to some more music from channel O as the bus headed down to its destination. I looked around at the passengers, chattering away, arguing about the latest football match, laughing, browsing on the internet. Most of them would go through this life not knowing, not believing that there was something else beyond what they saw in the physical. Some of them however, a very priveleged few, would know, feel, see things that others would never experience. Whether they would be the better off for it, the wiser,and used what they experienced for the good of themselves and others around them or wether they would follow thr path of evil and end up with the the repercussions just as Mr A**** had, was something that even I would probably never know the answer to.

My name is Chuks B. And someday, maybe I'll be seeing you.



THE END.




A Royveruniverse production.

Epilogue.

Mr A**** never recovered from his madness.
Nina was allowed to resume her duties at the firm following some pleading and kind recommendations.

Nina's parents informed Mr A****'s close relatives of his predicament and after some hesitation and argument they came one day and carried him from the psychiatric hospital where we had admitted him for his own safety.

On that day I had followed Nina to the hospital to meet Mr A****'s son and relatives. Obi appeared to be a changed person after his father became insane. He was kinder, more courteous, and even I had to admit that he was indeed a nice person to be around. Previously spiteful, he now exuded a friendly aura that made it difficult to hate him. At the hospital he called Nina aside for some private discussion. She went with him and they spent a long time together. Well, for me it was long, in reality it was about 30minutes. When they came back they were both smiling at each other and Nina stopped for a moment from pushing his wheelchair and held his hands and as I saw the look they exchanged my heart sank. She said something to him then walked over to where I was sitting.

'Hi.' She said.

'We came here together remember?" I replied, forcing a grin.

"Yeah I know." She said, and sat down beside me.

We were silent for a while in the waiting area and watched as obi and his people moved around, settling the bill and signing all the required documents. The silence grew longer and more awkward. Finally she said:
"Chuks, there is something I want to tell you..."

"Okay." I said and closed my eyes.

"Obi has called off the engagement."



I kept my eyes closed and slowly digested what she had said. Obi had called off the engagement? I remained silent and she continued.

"He told me that he had stopped loving me a long time ago. It was his father that continued to put pressure on him to involve me in a blood pact. He said he was coming over to tell me our engagement was off the day he had the accident. He knows his father is to blame for his predicament but says he has forgiven him. He asked that we end our relationahip but that we coukd remain friends if i wanted and said he was sorry for all that he and his father had put me through. He dosent knoe anytging about the kidnapping of course and i dont think i want to burden him further with it. I guess he just wants to move on with his life.

"How do you feel about that?" I asked.
She sighed and looked up. "Honestly? Relieved. I always felt I was the reason for him being on a wheelchair. I couldn't imagine leaving him after indirectly crippling him for the rest of his life. But now that he has absolved me of all responsibility and even says he has been seeing someone else by the side, I guess I don't feel guilty anymore."

When I remained silent and didn't respond Nina got up suddenly. I didn't need any special powers to know she was upset. "Well, I just thought you should know, not that I expected any big reaction from you or anything, abeg let me go and see if I can help them with anything..."

She made to go away when I grabbed her by the hand and pulled her to me. She sat down on my thighs with a surprised gasp and I kissed her on the lips. This time, she didn't hesitate and kissed me back. And we didn't care if anybody was around or if they would walk in on us. When finally I released her, she had a wicked smile on her face.

"Easy there sir. Remember you are still my boss. This is sexual harrasement."

"Then file a complaint," I replied and kissed her again.





Bullet proof. Nothing to lose. Fire away, fire away....

The song played loudly in the large BRT bus as I made my way down to jibowu. I had planned on entering the bus that came to the bus stop before this one but something made me wait. When i saw it pulling into thr bis stop, i knew i was destined to entrr this bus today.Even as I entered it, I saw strange spirits hovering over and around it, dark spirits that had no misgivings about taking human life. I might have avoided the bus altogether if not for the old man that had appeared within their midst, pleading for me to come inside. As soon as I was in, I could feel her eyes on me, the bearer of the deadly orb. I ignored here for the meantime and took a seat in the middle row of the bus as it started to move again.

I waited patiently, listening to the old man's story of how his little granddaughter had disturbed their sacred ground at home, finding the orb in its secret place and taking it to school with her. It had already taken 9lives that day and had made the little girl witness every grisly death. When she tried to throw it away it had caused the soldier it hit to fire accidentally at a passerby, killing him instantly. The soldier himself had been lynched by an angry mob before help could arrive. And the orb had rolled peacefully back to her feet. And now the little girl was afraid, carrying such a heavy burden and trying to rum away from home, far away where she wouldn't cause any more harm. I asked the old man what he wanted me to do, and he told me the incantation to use when I held the orb in my hand. The incantation would destroy the power of the orb, then I could dispose of it by throwing the remains into the sea.

"Pls help me, help my granddaughter Chunks the stronger." He said.

I sighed. Nina would be expecting me home in an hour. I hoped this wouldn't take much of my time. I got up and turned slowly, looking for her. And then I saw her, sitting alone at the very back seat, a frightened but pretty, slim bodied and fair girl of about 10years old wearing a blue t-shirt, black skirt, worn socks and shoes with a light blue beret covering her cropped hair. My heart went out to her immediately. Nobody else was sitting beside her and I saw the reason why. Beside her was a small round object and it was emitting a nasty aura, so nasty that its effect was being felt in the physical, causing a very unfriendly atmosphere around her. I walked down to her and sat down beside her, ignoring the alarmed look on her face.

"Give it to me" I said.
Tears streamed down her face as she looked at my outstretched hand. She seemed to hesitate and so I said
"Don't worry, I know what to do with it. Don't say anything, just give it to me."

She finally gave me the orb and I smiled and wrapped it in a white handkerchief, muttering the incantation under my breath. I felt it glow and then crumble. Then I stretched my hand out the window of the bus and threw the contents of the handkerchief into the lagoon.

She asked for my name, awestruck, and I told her. I returned back to my seat, noticing that the dark spirits had disappeared with the orb and the unnaturally tense atmosphere in the bus had lifted, with hitherto quiet passengers suddenly finding themselves laughing, enjoying the music and making smalltalk. As I sat down the old man appeared before me again, he didn't need to say anything for me to know he was grateful.

"You're welcome" I whispered and he smiled and disappeared finally.
I listened to some more music from channel O as the bus headed down to its destination. I looked around at the passengers, chattering away, arguing about the latest football match, laughing, browsing on the internet. Most of them would go through this life not knowing, not believing that there was something else beyond what they saw in the physical. Some of them however, a very priveleged few, would know, feel, see things that others would never experience. Whether they would be the better off for it, the wiser,and used what they experienced for the good of themselves and others around them or wether they would follow thr path of evil and end up with the the repercussions just as Mr A**** had, was something that even I would probably never know the answer to.

My name is Chuks B. And someday, maybe I'll be seeing you.



THE END.




A Royveruniverse production.

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“Let her go!” I shouted. Although I kept my distance, every cell in my body protested in an effort to lunge forward at Mr A***’s throat. I watched in horror as he manipulated the chains that bound Nina’s wings and once again they caught fire. Nina screamed again and her eyelids shut tight as her face contorted in pain.

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“There are angels everywhere, Chuks. Sometimes they cross the veil too. They are the kind and gentle people you see on the road, at your office, in the market. True, we may not be many, but we are there and we do what we can to alleviate the suffering of others, even as we too gain experience and learn lessons that make us grow in wisdom. The veil may take away our memories of the spirit realm, but it does not take away the need to impart goodness that is always in our hearts. And no, I am not dead.”

“But, he tore out your wings...how…I don’t understand.” I said.

“You don’t need to understand everything.” She said. “Sometimes you just have to have faith. These powers I exhibited today were not meant to be used here. Even as I speak I can feel it leaving me. I am meant to live a normal life here, like any other human being, without extraordinary powers, without a sword, without Sight. It was this fight that released my spirit form. I will return now to how I was before and will have little or no remembrance of what I just did. It will be like I am awakening from a dream. I don’t want you to remind me of what happened just now, it won’t help and I won’t believe you anyway. Thank you Chuks.

She slowly stopped glowing and soon Nina, good old normal Nina, was once again standing before me, looking as real and as beautiful as ever. I hugged her, though tentatively at first but then she laughed and drew me closer to her.

“You did it! You defeated him!” she cried.

I looked into her eyes, and truly there was no remnant of the entity that was there only a moment ago. I decided to take her advice.

“Yes, I did.” I said, smiling.


Holding her hand I looked back at Mr. A*** who was now sitting, still trembling, on the floor.


“Let’s get out of here.” I said smiling and we made for the door.

As I opened it I saw a large flock of those bat-creatures. They had been hanging around on the scanty hedge and on the rooftops. As soon as we stepped out they rose into the air, circled the house once and then they all flew inside through the open door. I heard Mr. A**** scream from inside, “No. NO!!! Don’t you recognize me? I am YOUR master!!! NOOO!!!” and then there was a scuffle as if he was struggling with them. A moment later he rushed out, laughing maniacally. He removed what was left of his French suit and started dancing. Then he stood up triumphantly and let out a long loud howl of laughter.

Nina gasped in alarm. “Do something chuks!”

“I can’t” I said, looking on in horror. “Can’t you see it?”

Nina shook her head, No. she had completely gone back to being human. If she still had her vision, she would have seen Mr. A****, laughing triumphantly in his madness, surrounded by a belfry of his bat-like creatures, almost too many to count, and chanting in a strange tongue.

My humblest apologies oh! Be like say as soon as I declared I would update on Saturday some unseen forces began to ensure that that would not happen. I actually wrote my update yesterday night but for some strange reason my laptop come dey hang. Oya make I use phone now, retype...Airtel come dey misbehave and finally before I knew what was happening I had fallen asleep and woken up this morning
Abeg make una no vex pls, I apologise for my slow-snail pace. Honestly it is due to circumstances beyond my control. I promise to make you guys my priority this morning !

Wonderful! I enjoyed the originality of the story. Imagine that happening in real life....that awkward moment when you realised you've spilled your guts for nothing! Lovely piece!

Some improvement is still needed in your grammar and sentence structure but apart from that you did great damex!

Cold faya: Range rover [/b]at it again. Wonderful piece mr range rove. More inc to ur pen

[b]Range rover ke?

Buddy dogg: where are you na, mr Roy am waitinq ooo no let me vex ooo, oya which day are you qoinq to update.
Hmmm that Mr A**** what am thinkinq next is maybe chuk will deal with him with anqer or run too save his own life abi e qo risk e own life fo Nina.....

Hmmm let just wait and see..... *finqers cross*

Next update will be on Saturday. And yes, its the end of the road for someone, though not the person you expect.

Inik: Nice update

@Royver just one question, do you type directly as the story flows from your head to the laptop or do you write out the story on paper and type it out later?

Interesting question. I type straight from my mind. Why asking?

ministerblessed: Y don't u make ur updates more regular,instead of posting anytime u cud post once a day at a particular time or maybe once every 2days,I think dt will improve d followership and readership since we will b able 2 knw wen 2expect an update. Meanwhile,dis is one of my favorites part...actor meets boss. Still following u 2 d end dear.

Thanks! My updates are usually at night from 10pm. No time to type b4 then.

I initially gave the villain Mr A**** because I couldn't quite come up with a name sinister enough. And then it kind of stuck. So yeah, Mr A he remains. I'm happy you are enjoying the story. Sorry I'm kind of a slow writer and so I may not move at a desired pace but I hope you enjoy the ride none the less. See you guys later and thanks for the wonderful and thoughtful comments.

[quote author=miss.terious][/quote]What are you doing awake at this time?

plainmirror: Hey range rover abi jangolova am rili enjoyn ya stowi.
@fans biko kwenuoganaga!
Oogana aga njem!

Lol

Divepen: ..

Divepen how far?

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Ah, Mr chukwudi, welcome.” Mr A* said invitingly. “Please have a seat.”

I declined. As much as I would have loved to sit down to camouflage the shaking of my knees, I was much too wary to sit. I could see Mr A****’s ever present bodyguards, as clearly as I could see them that day although now they both wore sheaths on their waists. Mr A**** himself was dressed in his usual native attire and a cap with many feathers on his head. I closed the Sight a little and saw he was actually donning a simple grey french suit and grey trousers. Even then his spirit guards were visible. I could only hazard a guess that their spirit pressure was so much that even a lay person would have gotten the shivers by getting close to him. I however, due to my abilities, was so engulfed in their aura that I had initially thought them to be real people. I could feel chuks the stronger gearing up for a fight and the last thing he had told me about Nina was kept aside for now, I would dwell on it later.

“I would rather stand, thank you.” I said calmly.

Mr A***** studied me briefly, he gazed at my head and I knew he was wondering about the creature he put there.

“Don’t look too hard, it’s gone.” I said.

“Obviously,” he replied. “But how? Did any of those meddlesome pastors that come to hospital to preach pray for you? I have encountered some with real powers. Perhaps that was how you escaped.”

“No,” I said. “I ripped it apart with my bare hands.”

“You?” he laughed gently to himself. “You don’t have any power. Even now I’m talking to you I can see you trembling.”

“One might tremble out of indignation or anger or excitement.” I said. “One does not always tremble from fear.”

“We shall see,” he promised and tried looking over my shoulder. “Have you attempted to free Nina? What did you make of my hypnosis spell?
Wonderful, eh?”

“Yes. Interesting.” I said, noting his confident tone in thinking I had attempted to free her. I didn’t want to reveal anything yet, I wanted him to continue underestimating me. “Why did you do that to her? I thought you said you needed her free will.”

He shifted uncomfortably in his seat then and I noticed the dust swirl around his feet. This was actually the second time, I had noticed it earlier when he was looking for his lunacy creature and had attributed it to a gust of wind. But now I was beginning to feel it held a far more significant meaning. Like he was getting ready for battle. He sighed, looking very despondent all of a sudden.


“I can’t waste any more time. I need her to perform the pact with my son and align her destiny to my lineage. Do you know how rare it is to find someone of her caliber, someone with such a rich and powerful destiny? I tried to trace her parents; the real people taking care of her- that is, my cousin and his wife, are just her guardians. I suppose she has already told you this. I thought if I could find her parents, maybe I could suck out some of the power she inherited from them, but try as I might, spiritually and otherwise, I wasn’t able to find them. And so I stuck with their daughter, tried to get her to marry my son, tried to get him to exchange blood with her so she would fall under my authority, but that hasn’t worked either. I was actually coming with him to lagos this time to observe them and see how they were getting along, to see if there was any hope of consummating the relationship with the pact soon, but then I saw you, a visioner, lurking around her. I saw your flames of passion and deep love engulfing you and her, and I knew if I didn’t act fast she would gather enough courage to leave him and come to be with you. I couldn’t let that happen, not after making boasts in certain, er…spheres, that I was soon going to become more powerful than any of them! I had to get rid of you somehow, without drawing too much attention to myself. Hence the idea of driving you mad, like I have done to numerous
people that have stood in my way. It has always worked before but then, I have never used my skills on a fellow seer before either. Since that didn’t work, I guess I’m going to have to find another way to deal with you. Then I will work some more on Nina. If I cannot get her destiny to be mine, I’ll do it in such a way that she will never shine, I will increase the fire in the chains I have already put around her, stifling her potentials! I will have her power or no one else will!



And then he made a sudden gesture with his hand and one of the demon guards rushed forward, arms outstretched.



What happened next, I cannot really explain. For a moment it was me, and then it wasn’t me. The next thing I knew was I had guard by the neck, lifted him off his feet and slammed him to the floor. I maintained my grip on him and then my hand caught fire and so did he. He screamed and writhed but I held firm and did not let go. and there was a fire burning in my chest and every fear and indignation, every anger and shame I had felt in the past few days in the hospital, at work, at home, went into that hand, and in a while the writhing stopped and all was quiet, the only physical acknowledgement of what had happened being a swirl of dust on the dirty floor.


I looked up at Mr A**** and saw his bewilderment at what had happened. He looked on as his guard turned to ashes and disappeared. Then he looked back at me and for the first time I saw uncertainty in his eyes. I, on the other hand felt good, like I had relieved myself of some pressure or burden. I couldn’t feel Chuks the stronger again and slowly it dawned on me, that I was Chuks the stronger. I felt free, alive, volatile. And i loved it.


“Can I ask you something?” I said, breaking the silence and startling Mr A**** a little. He stood up slowly from the chair and I watched as an
ancient looking spear with a wooden handle and strange carvings formed in his right hand. I shook my head.

“Just one question before we continue” I requested again. “It’s been really bugging my mind.”

“Go ahead.” He said.

“It’s about the hospital admission and the phone calls,” I replied. “You could have driven me mad, then dropped me off at a remote location to leave me wandering about for the rest of my days, but you chose to keep me in a hospital. Then my parents, I am assuming you were the one that alerted them after searching through my contacts on my phone. You called them to come and then you changed my SIM card. I don’t get that part.”


“Simple,” he said and I saw him make a slight gesture and the spear increased in size and the tip slowly began to burn reddish gold. “I normally keep my victims admitted until I am sure they are properly labeled as mad, that way if they ever regain consciousness like you did, the drugs they will be placed on will keep them subdued and even if they refuse the drugs, the social stigma that goes with someone being officially certified as being crazy will stick with them forever. Their credibility will always be in question, and if they run across me anyday and dare to raise an issue, I can always argue that their madness is beginning again. I had a fellow like that who regained consciousness after some prayers by some overzealous Christians. He tried to confront me and I made a mockery of his statements in public, even offering to pay to have him re-incarcerated. He couldn’t take the shame and commited suicide soon after. As for you, however, I wanted to see your parents. I don’t know how or why some people will be gifted in having special children like you that are born with unique abilities while I had to toil for mine. It’s not fair. And so I called your parents to size them out, and see if they had any special powers I could benefit from. However I didn’t see much to impress me and so I planned on showing some money around, offering to take care of your finances with the hope that they would entrust you to my care and return to the village. I had plans of hypnotizing you and sending you there to kill them and then kill yourself on the way back. Everyone would weep at the tragedy of the young man who went mad and returned home to massacre his own parents and then kill himself. But then I checked on you in the hospital and found that you had gone, that you were better, that your file had even been closed as a case of misdiagnosis! I wanted to strangle the doctor! All the careful planning of calling your colleagues and getting them to believe you had travelled already had been punctured. So I made some adjustments and told them your parents who you said were sick were now better and you wanted to return to work. I was willing to let things go at that point. I felt you would be too scared to continue the issue and besides there was no way of you knowing that Nina was still in this lagos and hadn’t gone back home to marry my son. Imagine my surprise when my monitor Bats came to alert me that you were in the house! I was greatly impressed. But now I have to tie up loose ends. I won’t make the same mistakes with you again."


He suddenly stabbed the other demon guard with the spear and it roared in pain but remained where it was. I watched as it increased in size and took on the shape of a large gorilla instead of a muscular man that had been there previously. I had an image of Marvel’s “the hulk” and wondered if this is where the artist had gotten his inspiration from. Probably he had possessed the Sight as well…

The Guard –now-Gorilla lunged at me. I stepped aside, keeping an eye on Mr A**** but he did nothing to join in the fight. The gorilla guard turned and rushed me again and was able to get a hold of my arm. I felt myself being lifted bodily off the ground and then I went sailing through the air to crash on the ancient television. It made a popping and crashing sound as it broke and I felt pain as shards of glass tore through my shirt and into my back. Mr A**** was laughing in the background.

“So you just gathered some small energy and thought you could defeat me eh?” he chuckled. “Stand up my friend!”
.
.
.
.
I felt good.


I mean, it was painful, my back hurt like a bastard and the front of my shirt had been torn from the hurling through the air, but…but...I felt good.
I wanted this, I wanted to fight. I wanted the exhilaration to last and last. And so I got up, dusted myself a bit and then said:

“Do you always talk so much?”

Mr A**** was infuriated. He expected me to be cowering on the floor but here I was standing and then I started to advance.

“I have never been much of a talker myself,” I said, “Takes the fun out of all the action.”

The gorilla guard rushed at me again and I stepped back and stuck out my foot. It tripped clumsily and crashed to the floor and I went behind it and wrapped my arms around its large, sinewy neck, and squeezed, tighter, tighter, and it struggled and attempted to get up but I forced my knee down on its back and squeezed, shouting now, screaming, feeling salt in my mouth as I choked whatever animated its monstrous form out of it, until with a gurgling sound it finally lay still and I dropped its lifeless carcass on the floor.
it lay there for a while and then it too vanished.


I had gotten up and was standing over the creature when I heard a yell and footsteps. I knew Mr A**** was rushing towards me and I waited a bit, timing it to the last minute then turned as he tried to run me over with the spear. I grabbed the spear by its shaft and it shone brightly and Mr A**** yelled like he had been burned and let go, backing away slowly.

“No…No! That is the spear of my forefathers! No one can hold it but me!”

I held the spear in both hands, put it over my knee and broke it.

Mr A**** shouted out in alarm and the regalia of clothes he had been manifesting in, disappeared.

“I just broke a noble spear because of you,” I said, for I could feel the spear in my arms, its pride, its shame, its weeping. “You are the first person in your line to use your family gift for evil. You are a disgrace to yourself and your ancestors!”


Mr A**** cringed and cowered near the old sofa. He couldn’t understand what had just happened. I could feel his manifestations slowly dispersing as he lost control of them, the bats overheard shrieked and started flying away, the house began to lose the misery it had been steeped in, and he suddenly began to look older in my eyes.

“Please, please,” he said. “Spare me!”

“You think I’m going to kill you?” I asked, disgustedly. “I’m not like you. I would prefer it if you saw the error of your ways and changed. With what I feel in this spear you were wielding, you would have been a source of great joy to a lot of people instead of allowing greed and corruption eat into your heart. It is not too late. You can change. Anybody can change if given another chance.”

He didn’t say anything, just remained cowering in the corner. Nina must have heard all that was going on because she came out and ran to meet me. Mr A**** looked at her in shock.


“You, you are free?” he cried, “But how now?”


She didn’t answer but held on to me tight. “Please let’s go…” she said. I agreed and we started to move to the front door. I will admit I was distracted, I wasn’t looking at Mr A**** anymore, he had appeared so defeated there on the floor. The next thing I knew Nina had flown back into his arms. It was as if an invisible cord had tugged at her waist and she had been propelled backwards. I shouted and made to go after her but Mr A**** did something and the gold chain that held her, that had been glowing belligerently, suddenly caught fire. Nina screamed in agony and I stopped in mid rush.


“Good idea,” said Mr A**** grinning wickedly from ear to ear. “I may not have much of my powers but I still have enough to kill her with pain. Now step
back!”

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The bike man took me to an old estate a few kilometers away. He chatted endlessly on the vices and virtues of women as we went along, arguing for and against why I should keep Nina as my girlfriend. I nodded automatically and “oh-ed” and “ah-ed” in the right places to make him think I was interested in the conversation and to keep him happy. When we finally arrived at the place I was laughing and grinning along with him like we were old friends. He seemed to appreciate the time spent and refused the fare I handed him. We had already stopped at a filling station earlier to fill up his tank so I felt his generosity was a little late but I didn’t point this out. He collected my number and said if I needed anything I should let him know. The estate was divided into two rows of buildings, one on the right and one on the left. He pointed to the third building on the left and smiled.

“Na that one be her house. E be like say she dey stay there with her ‘Uncle’ o.” He stressed the word uncle mischievously and grinned. I thanked him and told him I’d be in touch and he nodded and rode off.

Was this really the place? It seemed so quiet. There were no security guards at the entrance to the estate and I presumed the place would be protected by vigilantes at night. Some cars were parked outside the apartments but they were not many and given that the time was around noon, I supposed it was because people were still at work. There was an old tarred road that ran down the middle of the estate and all the apartments were fenced, some higher than the others and barricaded by huge gates. I cautiously approached the house the bike man had pointed out, wondering how I would react if Nina suddenly came out of the gate but nothing like that happened. On getting to the gate I hesitated for a moment then pushed the pedestrian gate a bit. It swung open with a slight creak and I was able to look inside. It was a fairly large apartment, painted yellow on the outside with green stripes at the base of the building. Some sordid looking plants served as meager representations of a once glorious hedge. There was no vehicle in sight and no noise coming from inside the house. I paused for a moment then took a stone and flung it against the door. It bounced off the protective bars of the front door with a clang and I waited patiently, listening for the sound of a guard dog or someone coming to the door. Nothing. Finally I took a deep breath and ventured inside.

All the while I had been outside the compound I had sensed nothing, but the moment I entered I was assaulted by a variety of sensations. The walls of the building emanated strange vibrations that made me feel uncomfortable. There was an old dead looking broom that had been lying by the corner that I had seen before I entered but now I saw the old, dead looking broom had a gold chain attached to it. The chain was pointing straight upwards, defying gravity and waiting for an unlucky person to pick up the broom and start sweeping. I avoided it and moved towards the door where I heard a cacophony of noises from above. I looked up and sure enough, those Bat-like creatures I had seen the day I was abducted were hovering just above the roof with a few perched at odd angles in some places. They screeched when they saw me but made no move to attack. I ignored them as well and went to the front door where a sheet of white cold flame barricaded the inside from unwanted intruders. This place had charms all over it. I was sure I would see more when I moved inside. A flicker of fear crossed my mind but I (chuks the stronger) stifled it. I honestly believed there was nothing here that I could not handle. With that I passed my hand through the cold white flame and knocked on the door.

The sound seemed to reverberate through the whole house and I waited for a while for the echoes to die down. I knocked again and received no answer. I felt around the protector and saw that there was a padlock which had been put in place but not locked. I turned and removed the padlock, opened the protector and then twisted the door knob. The door swung open.

This was it. Anything else I did right now would be regarded as breaking and entering by the law. I paused again only for a second before walking through the door. Normally this is where a thief would have stopped. The white flame would have prevented him from opening the door and even if he somehow succeeded the broom would have called to him and he would have had no choice but to answer that call. As soon as he got to the broom the gold chain would wrap around his wrist. The thief would have swept that compound till the owner came back. However I entered unharmed and instead when I turned back I saw that the white flame had disappeared and the gold chain attached to the broom now lay lifeless on the floor. I entered into a short and narrow corridor that led into the parlor. The whole house seemed empty, there were some pieces of furniture around but they were mostly old and outdated stuff. The television that rested on a stand must have been about twenty years old and the floor was cemented with an archaic rug at the centre. All in all, a shabby old place. Two windows provided ventilation to this room and without thinking I went over and opened them. At least while I was here, let small fresh air enter the place.

I entered into another room, a bedroom filled with better luxury items unlike in the parlor. Obviously whoever lived here stayed in this room most of the time. The room had a singular foam mattress which was placed on the floor. Around it, books and magazines littered the place and there was a mirror with a small shelf for placing accessories. I left that room and went on to the next door which opened into the kitchen. The dirty pots and pans in the sink coupled with fungus growing on the chopping board indicated a person with poor hygienic taste. There were some tubers of yam and potatoes on the floor and a small working fridge with fruits and sachets of drinking water inside. The walls of the kitchen had been blackened by years of cooking with a kerosene stove. It gave off the feeling of a makeshift place for me. Whoever was staying here wasn’t planning on staying long.

So far I had not encountered anything out of the ordinary since I stepped into the house, much to my surprise. Whatever paranormal activity that was in the vicinity seemed to be outside the house. I had just made up my mind that the house was totally empty and was about leaving when I heard a slight cough. I stiffened and held my breath. I heard it again, more like someone clearing their throat this time. I looked cautiously around the corridor to see if I had missed a door. Sure enough, there were three other doors at the end of the corridor. I had not spotted them at first because a large clothes hanger had been placed across the corridor, making it look like the corridor had ended midway. I gently placed the clothes hanger sideways and moved down towards the three doors. Two of them were obviously the toilet and bathroom; they had symbols indicating this on their pedestals. The third appeared to be a store room and it was here the coughing had emanated from. As I got closer I noticed a glowing light from under the door, coming from inside the room. The person coughed again. It was a dry, throaty cough, like someone in need of medical attention. I tried peeking through the keyhole to see who was there but try as I might I couldn’t get the person in my line of vision. I tried my best to pick out anything at all that could clue me in on what was happening in the room, what was giving off that faint light, and finally I saw it.

Lying at the far end of the room, pulsating in its own effervescent light, was a single white feather. A feather so large it could have only come from one place. I closed my eyes and braced myself for a showdown. And then I pushed hard on the lock. It opened easily enough, it wasn’t locked either, and I almost fell as I rushed in.
Sitting on a chair, looking thin and sickly was Nina. Her wings still shone as bright as the day I saw her but now the gold chain binding them was emanating a bright red fiery glow. And even though from what I could see it appeared to be causing her great pain, her features were blank, expressionless. She barely blinked when I rushed towards her and held her in my arms. Her body was cold and clammy, as if she hadn’t been out in the sun for a while.

“Nina! Nina!!” what’s the matter? Say something!” I shouted but she remained mute. I looked around to see if she had been bound somehow to
the chair but I couldn’t see any restraints. I lifted her up from the chair but then she made the first voluntary movement since I had met her in this condition. She forcefully sat back down again. I carried her up and she struggled away from me and sat down again. And then I saw what the problem was. A thin stringy substance like steel cobwebs was attached to her head and some of then ran down her head to the chair. She had been hypnotized. I had seen it on some other people when I was younger. Someone else was in control of her thoughts and didn’t want her to get up from that chair either till he returned or he gave the order for her to do something else. I went behind the chair and saw the intricate network of wires and I closed my eyes. How would I get her out of this? What did I have to do?

“You can see them can’t you? Then remove them! Don’t think too much.” said chuks the stronger.

I waved my hands over the steel webs and they burnt away as soon as they made contact with my skin. I continued until I had burnt away every last string. Then I carried Nina up. This time she remained in my arms.

I carried her out of the store and into the other more comfortable room and lay her down on the bed. she appeared to have regained consciousness and was crying. I told her everything would be alright and rushed to the kitchen to get some water. I found a clean bowl and fetched some water into it from the tap. I also looked in the fridge and took a sachet of water for drinking and rushed back to the room with Nina in it. She had sat up in bed now and was looking at me bewildered. I gave her the water to wash her face and the sachet water to drink.
She did this and soon enough was looking more relaxed. She held my hand as if I would suddenly bolt from the place and leave her alone again. I assured her that we were alone and that nobody was around at the moment.

“But what happened?” she asked, “Weren’t you at the psychiatric hospital?”

I explained the whole story to her, how I had been abducted by her father in law, how he had set me up to appear mad and thus my incarceration in the hospital, and how I had finally freed myself from his creature.

She listened wide eyed and trembled occasionally. Obviously she had been through some experiences of her own and I asked her what she was doing here.

“I don’t know chuks, really!” She said, still looking bewildered. “The last thing I remember was coming back to your apartment to bring your clothes for you. I got to the hospital and my father- in- law took the clothes and told me to wait in the car. I said, no I wanted to see how you were doing. The rest was like a dream. Like I wasn’t myself. I’ve been dreaming a lot lately, but the most scary is that once in a while it is as if I wake up and my father- in- law is there, asking me, almost pleading with me to do something, something that I can’t remember right now. And each time I refuse. Then he takes me to a small room, that small room we were in, and I sit there for hours and hours! Wait…did I quit my job, or was that a dream as well?

I told her she had been hypnotized and yes she had quit her job but that could all be sorted out once we escaped from this place. Right now I felt we were in the belly of the beast, this was Mr A****’s hideout, where he came to do his shady deals while in lagos. We needed to leave here as soon as possible. She agreed and I stood her up from the bed.

“One thing,” I said, “Why do you keep calling him father- in- law? Have you agreed to marry his son now?”

She shuddered. “Are you crazy? After all this? Never! It’s just force of habit I guess. I have never been comfortable calling him M r A****.”

“Okay then, just to be sure.” I said although my heart had missed a few beats just then

She eyed me mischievously. “What, you wouldn’t have come to save me if I had agreed to marry his son?”

“What? No!!! I mean Yes, of course I would have come to save you even if you…”

She kissed me then, a sudden, full mouthed kiss that left me breathless. I now understood why American movies depicted kissing in the direst of situations. Even now, as we faced unknown danger, that kiss drew us away from our predicament and into a wondrous sphere of peace and calm. Stars exploded in my head, imaginary stars, not spiritual, and I could sense chuks the stronger savoring the kiss as well. When she finally let me go it took all my willpower not to drag her back in my arms for another one.

“I was just teasing you, you know.” she said smiling, “I knew you would come to rescue me. Let’s go." And she went ahead of me.

I savored the kiss a little while longer and made to go when I felt a gentle tug in my mind. I held my hand to my mouth and pretended to be
coughing. “What is it?” I whispered under my breath.


This girl…that kiss…wow. This girl is something else, said chuks the stronger.


“Now? Really? You want to analyze a kiss now?” I thought angrily.


“The taste of her, the aroma of her breath, the softness of her skin, even her spirit went into that kiss.”



I moved forward and tried to ignore chuks commentary in my brain. This was not the time to be behaving like a schoolboy having his first kiss.

We were through the corridor and were almost out the door when I heard the sound of a vehicle approaching. We both froze at the door, hoping the car would pas but it didn’t. it remained purring at the front gate and then somebody came down and opened the gate from the outside. We ran back inside and watched from the windows as the car drove in. It parked across the front door and the driver went back to close the gate. We waited in anticipated breath, hoping he was alone, maybe he came to collect something but we were having no such luck. The driver went to the back of the car and opened the doors and out stepped Mr A*****. Nina let out a small scream and I closed her mouth with my hands and led her to the kitchen. We hid behind the kitchen door with the hope that when he entered and went to check on her we would be able to make our escape. We heard the parlor door open and Mr A****’s calm voice, telling the driver he could go. He obviously handed him something of value because the driver started to thank him profusely and finally we heard the car come to life again and drive out of the compound. Mr A*** seemed to settle down in the parlor and for a while everything was silent.

Nina’s body trembled beside mine as we stayed behind the kitchen door, waiting for a chance, for him to make a move. After about what seemed like an eternity although in reality it couldn’t have been more than ten minutes, we heard Mr A**** yawn and say to himself, “I’m tired of all this.” There was a little more silence then he shouted.

“Mr Chukwudi, will you please stop hiding and come out where I can see you!”

Nina almost fainted. I felt her knees buckle and held her up as she trebled even more uncontrollably. We were still silent then I heard his voice again:

“Surely you remember what I told you before about my pet bats, or wasn’t that what you called them? They are my lookouts, my sentries. I have been alerted of your visit ever since you entered this compound. Please come out.”

In my mind I felt Chukwudi the stronger giggle. “That’s more like it. Let’s have this over and done with!” Then he became quiet again. I stood up and decided I might as well come out, but Nina could stay behind, he had no way of knowing I had freed her from his spell. If he did I would find out soon enough. I motioned for her to stay hidden and came out. Tears were streaming down her eyes and she looked terrified. I smiled at her and whispered there was nothing to worry about, we’d be fine and then I walked out of the kitchen into the corridor. As I approached I felt Chuks the stronger in my mind pushing, straining to say something. I stopped.


“What is it?” I asked.


“The girl…that kiss”


“Honestly Chuks, now is not the time! We are about to face Mr A***! The one who put us in a psychiatric hospital! Goodness knows what
arsenal he has at his disposal and you are here going gaga over a kiss!”


“Well, yes.” Chukwudi the stronger said. I could feel him becoming uncomfortable, like he was about to admit something that was very unpalatable to him.


“What is it?!” I asked out loud.

“Good, you finally decided to show, Chukwudi.” Mr A**** said. “Come out, come out, I won’t hurt you”


“Are you happy now? He has heard us!” I said angrily.


“You were going to meet him before anyway, weren’t you?” Chuks said. “Relax. Besides, from what I have seen I don’t think he is the one you
should be worrying about.”



I stopped short.



“What do you mean?”



“Well, I’ve been trying to tell you…” he said with a jovial voice, “The kiss… the girl we left in the kitchen. She is stronger than both of you.”

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I hate losing things. You know the feeling you get when you have a place where you keep your house keys and you are in a hurry to go to work and when you finally look for the keys in their normal place and you can't find them? its much worse when you lose people. I had no idea where Nina was. Her line was not going. I had never asked where her family stayed and she didn't leave a place of origin address, even at the office. I didn't know whether to report her missing or if she had decided to leave of her own volition. My missing sim also aggravated matters for me. Obviously Mr A**** had swapped the sims, probably to ensure nobody knew where I was, but then why alert my parents? And on more than one occasion someone had impersonated my voice, claiming to be me and stating that I was in the village. The person probably found put I was out of the hospital hence his saying that I would be returning to the office the next day. What was Mr a****'s plan? And where on earth was Nina?


One week passed. I lost my appetite and slept poorly. My parents stayed until they felt I had recovered sufficiently then my father, at my mum's insistence, advised me to "forget about this girl called Nina." What proof did I have that she was not enjoying herself somewhere with her fiancee? Perhaps she had already agreed to the pact he had been pressing on her, perhaps she was already part of the family. Certainly she was not worth risking one's life over if she could not even come to visit when I was down. Or at least she would have sent a text message or called before leaving town. It was obvious she didn't care about me the way I did for her...
My dad kept on presenting points with my mum supporting him in the background. Finally I agreed to let sleeping dogs lie, even if it was just to get them off my back. My parents reluctantly left me after staying another 5 days and I was finally alone. And defeated. Nowhere to start looking from. I called the doctor and asked if anyone had coming looking for me after I was discharged and he said no, but would let me know of someone did.

Mentally I was fatigued. My. Spirit was worried and I found myself visiting chuks the stronger more often in my sleep. There is nothing as calming as keeping connected with your inner child, for he is your first friend and confidant. In my case he was just below the surface in my waking hours and at night he walked with me in my dreams.
"Surely she cannot be so important to you," he said one night, in one of my many restless dreams . " you barely know anything about her."
"I don't know what to tell you," I replied. " you can feel how I feel."
"And I feel it strongly," he said. "But I do not see the reason for it. Maybe I'm childish or maybe its because as you I feel betrayed that she left just like that, but honestly we can't help everybody. You'll wear us out if we do."
I sighed deeply and remained silent. Chuks the stronger smiled, "Come," he said, "let me teach you how to make fire!"
Ever since the awakening of chuks the stronger I had been receiving lessons on how to control the Sight, and how to harness my other senses as well. I knew I could hear, I spoke with and listened to Pachios and previous landlady often. And on occaaaion they could touch me, but I never knew I could touch back. Chuks had taught me how to see further into the spirit realm than I had ever done before, now I could see people's past, present and future and not just their immediate problems. He also taught me how to control it so it would not be a distraction. Smell, taste and touch were new fields waiting to be explored. And then there was fire. I had mistakenly set it off when I lost my temper with my dad the week before. Now he showed me how to channel my anger and how to control it also, lest I burn myself in the process. I learned a lot from these dream lessons and was very grateful for it although it left me fatigued by morning.

Two weeks had passed since I left the hospital and I was coming back from the local market when I hailed a taxi. I was about getting in when a bike man almost ran into me.
"Hey! Watch where you are going!" I said, angrily. The bike man steadied his motorcycle and looked up angrily.

"You too, you no go look where you dey go?!" He retorted.

"This place resemble road for ya eye?!" I yelled, pointing at the pedestrian walkway where he had almost hit me.

"But I no hit you na, bros abeg free me jor" he replied sullenly. Then his face lit up as he looked into my eyes.
"Come, no be you be lover boy wey I dey carry him Girl friend for junction?" He asked excitedly.

"Who, me?" I asked.

"Yes na," he replied, coming closer. "Na you been dey with that fine girl, I don carry am two times for your place now. Na wa o bros, e be like say that girl dey runs you o!"

I had already entered the taxi when he started talking. I came down immediately and apologizing to the driver, asked him to go. He said something about woman power and zoomed off. I faced the bike man now, my heart beating the rhumba.

"Where did you see her?' I asked.

"Ah ah, I don carry am like three times now from her new place na. The first time I see am I carry am dey ask am if she remember me, she say no. I come say okay, how far her boyfriend wey dey stay Ikeja side. She say she no get any boyfriend, say she jus come Lagos newly. I come laugh come tell am say make she no deny, shebi I dey there when una kiss on top my bike. Na him she form deaf and dumb, no talk again. na him me too say make I leave d matter face my business. The other two times I carry am I still greet am but she do as if she no know me."

I was so excited I could barely contain myself. The bike man saw the expression on my face and laughed .
"Wetin?" He said laughing, "You no wan go where you dey go again?"

"Bros a beg you fit take me reach her place?" I asked anxiously.

He looked me over and smirked.

"Na wa o, you go buy me beer first o," he said smiling.
I told him that not only would I buy him beer, i would fill his tank with fuel as well. He laughed and rubbed his hands together.

"Oya enter na, make I show you the place!"

Sorry folks, still on my project oh. Will update soonest.
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jaetrill: One question! Does he also see "things" from pictures?

it has only happened once.