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kingokoh:
Chapter 53
When I woke up the next morning I refuse giving him any attention, I snapped at him every time, he found it funny, he thinks he can play with me like this. Even when he tried talking to me at school I brushed him off, he even left some romantic notes in my desk.
"I love you, that's the beginning and the end of everything" I read it. I went out, he always keep one when I comes back
"YOU GAVE ME FAIRYTALE IN MY ORDINARY LIFE" slowly he is earning my forgiveness, I left again, I love his note, I never tag him the romantic type.
"I rather be kissing you than missing you now" he just made me remember last night, I glared at him. I still left when I have the chanced.
"Am having ones of those moment's that made me realize how lost I will be without you" good you just realized it.
"I love seeing you happy, your smile is my greatest reward" he really is so sweet, he just made my day brightest. But I still want more.
"You smile I melt" he got me with this, I turn to look at him, he placed his hand on his chest and slumps, showing me how he melt cause I just smiled to him. I don't even care if someone is seeing us. I can't wait for dismissal. Their tournament starts tomorrow.
"That was so cheesy of you devil" I said as we both walked home, he smiled
"You know at the touch of love everybody becomes a poet" he said and I smiled. We walked home, he stopped all of a sudden, I looked at his face his happy face disappeared, he was looking at something, I then followed his gaze to see two guys standing not quite far
"Go home cupcake, I will meet you there" he whispered, he is serious, I didn't want to argue I just left, I passed the two guys, after walking a bit far I turned to see him speaking with the guys. I have a bad feeling about this.
When he came back he look so angry, I tried talking to him he said he is tired and went to his room. I was disappointed but I gave him time. It continued he kept distancing himself. I never saw the guys again, our tournament we were the most feared team, all thanks to him, he have passion for ball. But he seem worried.
I started thinking he is over me, am I not attractive, he didn't even kiss me in school even when am alone with him, I decided to confront him about it.
"What's wrong with you, do you think the relationship is a mistake" I asked, luckily our parents are not around.
"No, cupcake why would you ever think that" he asked
"With your recent behavior am scared" I said with teary eyes. He came closer and place his hands on my chest.
"The heart never lies, this is how fast you make my heart beat" and sure is beating pretty fast "I wake up every morning, before everyone, I walk to the next room which is yours, I watch you sleep, it always bring smile to my face. I spend the whole day knowing at night I will be sleeping in the room next to yours. If that isn't love then what is" he asked and I felt relieve wash over me.
"I use to wonder if love is worth fighting for, but with you, I know am ready for whatever war" I said and he smiled.
"Tomorrow is final, we will win and dedicate my goals to you" he said, I smiled, I want to kiss him but I know he won't let me, he is taller and fast. So I came up with a plan.
"Come see" I took him near the sofa I stood on it, now am taller, he is confuse why am standing on the sofa
"Why are you standing there" he asked
"Cause now am taller and I can do this, first look behind you" he looks behind, he saw nothing then turned back to me, as soon he turned I smashed my lips on his. I cupcake have successfully stole a kiss from him
"Smart" he said with a smile as he broke the kiss. That night was fun we stay late night talking about things and how he will play tomorrow. I slept in his hands luckily our parents didn't interrupt.
Today is the final, the school moral is high, some student came with carbon sheet with The devils name written on it, he is definitely the magic in the team, I look to see Oliver giving me a glare. After I broke up with him he have been keeping malice with me. How the table turns
"Hey devil, remember your promise" I said to him
"Sure cupcake" he said before getting ready for the ball. I went and sat where the audience are, I sat beside Martha.
"Your brother is something else?" She said
"How? " I asked
"We have never qualified now we are in the finals" yea he really is something else.
The crowd thundered as the two teams come out to the field, I saw him came out, but his normal cheerful mood is gone he looks sad, what happened, he had his gaze locked somewhere. I then followed his gaze he is looking at those guys I saw that day, they were smirking at him. He then looked at me, he gave me a sad smile, like the one he gave me the day our parents introduced us. Something is definitely wrong and these two guys is definitely the cause



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souloho19:
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I had thought deeply about it and I was convinced. The hole was basically (and literally) too deep to make a mistake like that. In this case the mistake entailed selecting a driver for the heir apparent of the powerful cabal called The Hole.

The driver had to be in on it somehow, he probably didn't know deeper details or even plain details about his boss' activities but there was no way the hole could leave a potential whistle-blower as the first minister's driver. Even though he was told to leave the car whenever his boss had to take a call, and was never privy to deep conversations, there was the possibility that he would at least notice something (cause well, he's the driver after all) and then talk to someone. (maybe a wife or friend or even a darn dog) about how secretive his job was.

And the hole didn't play games. They didn't joke with maybes or possibilities at least that was one thing I now knew. The driver with the three names had to know something. No matter how unimportant the knowledge may be. He was hiding something. I was certain of that. I was also almost certain he was going to give it up. We were not here to play games. I had a wife and kid that needed me back home.

This house was definitely not meant for living, but probably for what was going on now, i.e; interrogation/torture. I sat on the only table. In the small room, the matching chair was a wooden pile on the floor broken when the driver had been shoved back by Tonye's heels. The driver's phone was in my hands. Luckily for him he didn't have a password.

He had a very boring call log when I checked. I redialled the numbers, starting from the very last and farthest number which was two days ago. Nothing important or even remotely interesting apart from two of the numbers were switched off I tried to run a True caller search with my phone. The first number kept searching and searching with no result, but the second turned up a registered name: Uyi Ebueyu. I would run it by Short Sam, see if anything would pop up although I doubted it.

That reminded me about Ss and his family. I hadn't gotten feedback yet from Bami even about Andy.

I was about to call him on my phone when someone picked the call on the driver's phone.

It was a woman. "Honey, why haven't you called me yet. This was not what we discussed oh! Should I still be expecting you today or your boss won't give you chance as usual?" She sounded like a pissed off girlfriend.

My eyes grew wide as my brain began to race. This was a dicey situation. If I played it just right and smart I could get valuable info.
I coughed,
"Oh....he's sleeping madam. We drove all night and he did most of the driving, but I'm driving now and I came with him so that I would drive our boss through out today and he would have time to spend with you."

She suddenly sounded excited "wow that's wonderful. Is he there? Let me talk to him."

"mmmmmmm........mmmmmmmm...." the driver tried to call out but Tonye knelt on his chest, stifling his cries with the soaked towel.

"errrm he's asleep. Like I said earlier he drove overnight. Just tell me where you are and I'd drop him before going to work. I have to drive our boss somewhere by 6"

I held my breath and glanced at Tonye. She glanced at me and increased the pressure on the towel. The muffled protest seized immediately and the driver began to jerk like he was dying but I knew it was more likely to be from the different stale scents and ordour from the filthy rag.

"it's our usual guest house now, not far from the hotel because that his yeye boss can call anytime so that he'd be there immediately but since you said you're the one driving this time, let me send you my home address so you bring him....wait what's that noise?" She asked curiously while I was busy thinking of how to get her to give me the other address close to the 'hotel' the 'boss' lodged.

"errrm.." I glanced at the source of the noise and I thought of a quick lie. Instead I found myself sounding exasperated as if the question was absurd. "Are you trying to tell me he just started snoring recently or you've not seen him for so long you forgot what he snores like or maybe it's because it's over the phone and to be honest he's tired"

She laughed nervously, "abi o....okay lemme give you the house address. You'll need to locate Ikeja along first, then..."

"wait wait wait....just get me the first address first... We will need to go see our boss then maybe I'll drop you both later" Damn I was a smooth liar.

"ah! Oya be coming na... I'll wait.."

I rubbed my temple trying to be patient but the frustration headache was building.

"okay where are you now?" I tried again.

"the usual place close to the hotel or you people are not staying in Orientals this time around?"

Orientals hotel? Oh good. So contrary to my earlier assessment, the chief did lodge in a hotel, a four star hotel.

I almost ended the call immediately but I decided to play the part to the end.

"how do you expect me to know your side exactly. There are plenty places near Orientals, or you think your...." I didn't know if to say boyfriend or husband. I settled for the personalized word ladies love to hear, ".... Your man talks about things like that when if Oga hears it he'll fire him."

"okay, I'm in a guest house...hakims guest house two streets away but when you're done call so I'll come out and you can drive us to my-"

To hell with role acting. I cut the call and tossed the phone on the floor. Tonye finally eased up on the driver and stood up.

She looked at me , "well?"

"I think I know where the first minister is in Lagos."" I said.

"so what do you propose, we head to lag with the tickets Jimoh booked?"

"no....i don't want us to leave my family yet.... And yet stopping the bastard is the only way to really end this."

"we're stretched thin in Lagos we don't have any manpower to spare." Tonye reminded me.

I scratched my Jaw and Tonye snapped her fingers, "hey I'll go... I' can still make the flight and I can stake out the hotel at least."

"Are you sure? It's really dangerous oh!" I said

She looked at me drily. "of course it's dangerous, I'm not going to do anything but just observe, see what's happening, if he's meeting someone or not, his security detail whether heavy or not. It seems he likes moving low key without security."

I nodded, "but since the airport chase he may have switched up. It's a good plan, just gather enough Intel like how long he'll be staying there and the purpose and any other thing you can grab then I can contact Sparrow, he was talking about an offensive strike planned by Mr X or something like that"

Suddenly there was a shout from outside. The driver was on the floor, the knee press had really sucked the air out of his lungs and he could hardly breathe, let alone talk.

The shout from outside however was the other driver. I had forgotten him in the back of the ambulance. Where the bad road bounced his unconscious body about. But now he was conscious. His shouts weren't really audible because the widows were up but he wasn't trying to open the doors. Tonye and I rushed outside and I could see his form, bent in the driver seat. It looked like he was trying to hot wire the ambulance and drive away.

"all my mind was even on the other driver I forgot all about this one." I said as we watched the stationary ambulance for a second. The keys were in my hand and Tonye stretched hers for them.

"well if I'm to meet up with my flight, it has to be with the ambulance, sirens blazing and all. I'll just leave it in the airport park or something with the key so you can get it later.
"
"Hmmm...but what about the driver?"

"which of them?" she replied/asked.

I shook my head in exasperation. "that one jumping up and down in the ambulance you plan to drive."

We observed the man, the wipers were swinging now, he was messing with the wires, trying to hot wire the ambulance.
Tonye brought out the tazer which was hooked to her belt. "an ambulance speeding with its siren on, needs to have a patient" With that she walked briskly to the ambulance. Opened the door with the key and met the weak punch the driver (who was still a little disoriented) threw at her with the tazer. Shocking his knuckles then moving the current to his body when he jerked his fist back. In less than a minute Tonye was driving off, sirens blazing with the patient in the floor in the back, oxygen mask over his face. Heading to the airport once more.

I reentered the house to continue my interrogation, but I couldn't help thinking; Tonye was a bad ass.


It took me less than a second to realize the driver was no longer on the floor, among the pieces of broken chair. The rope was on the floor.

From the corner of my eye I saw the movement and turned around right in time, raising my hand to block the chair leg blow aimed at my head.

My hand got most of the impact, pain (which was a lot) but my sudden defensive swing must have sprained my currently healing broken rib because a sharp pain shot from my side and I almost doubled over. I might have if not for the fact that I had a mad man swinging a broken piece of wood at me, which I just realized had a dangerous nail at the head. The blood trickled from my hand where it had pierced skin.

The bastard was aiming for head again. There was only one option and I did it. I threw my entire weight at him, to knock him off balance, and I succeeded. He missed the swing, the deadly wood making an arc sideways. I grabbed his hand, gritting my teeth but still groaning. Why in earth did this pain decide to spring out now?
Thank God for feet. I can only imagine my attacker had forgotten we were also blessed with legs as we struggled for the wooden spear, like it was a gun. That was until I placed a good goal kick to his balls.

He doubled over and fell to the ground. The scuffle was over almost as soon as it had started. The wooden stake fell to the floor and I clutched my side, pressing the bandage the doctor had wrapped the previous day in the hospital as the pain subsided.

There was no time. I thought angrily as I straightened up after some seconds, panting like a cheater after a long sprint. I had to find out about the incoming attack on my family because it was surely coming. If this fool couldn't help me then I was done wasting time with him.

He was still on his knees, groaning in pain and clutching his manhood. I couldn't imagine the pain he was going through and frankly, I didn't want to.

"when is the attack taking place? Who is the person, what is the purge. How does it work?" I barked

"Jesus!" he rolled over and I saw his eyees glistened with tears unshed."you're a psycho....i don't even know what you're talking about....aaaaaarrggghh......i don't know what the purge.......arggggg...why did you kick me in the nuts?" he complained, with his face contorted in pain.

Somehow I knew he wouldn't know anything about the purge. Well I could as well go stay with my family to offer extra protection as we played the waiting game but I couldn't just let the fucker go or leave him there......... It was hard to say it, I'd sound like a dangerous killer.....i frowned in thought, I couldn't just leave him alive....

There had to be something else I could do... I'd figure something else....but first.... I barked again: "when is your boss planning to attack my home? Tomorrow right?"
No reply. The bastard was unconscious.


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Lagos,

S.s spent a few minutes downstairs d- with his family. His wife was in the kitchen with Dagnet, they were eating jam donuts. His little boy had had his fill and was in the corner lost in a super Mario computer game in one of the open assistan's office. It was Jimmoh's. He must have rushed off to the hospital after receiving the call and Short Sam watched his son staring intently at the screen, fingers tapping the keyboard game control buttons expertly.

That was how his journey into the hacking world also began. First love for computer games then the software that make the games, then software in general. . He shook his head. His son would do better than him, would be better. He couldn't see the other agent (Bigelow) but his wife seemed to be getting along well with Dagnet. Who was telling her some of her solved cases as a detective. He drank a cup of cold water and ate a donut before heading back upstairs. He was going to attempt to piggy back on the signal that had locked onto his home network earlier and try and trace it.

:::'
Meanwhile in the underground holding unit, Bigelow slapped the man Sparrow had knocked out. The man didn't wake, just made some noise and resigned unconscious. Whatever Sparrow had done had been very bad.

Bigelow was formerly with the counterterrorism division so he was a master interrogator. Which meant he was well versed on torture techniques even without tools.
Another slap....heavier than the last and the eyes blinked and fluttered open.

Bigelow was going to find out all about the henchmen and foot soldiers the hole had.

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In a self contain apartment in Apapa Lagos, a rather huge man walked around the unkempt apartment deep in thought. Every now and again he would stop and read a message on his phone.

you saw the news. Find a way to finish your job. Something controlled, no other casualties, very important. Go creative on this one big, I trust you. But do it fast.
.- fm

That was exactly the kind of attitude that had seen Sam emerge as a acting leader and personal boy to sir Holly.
He knew how to get the best out of his people. The chief had once been a threat to the position especially with his success and crazy money influx, from his various trafficking schemes.

But Amunike had become too careless...power drunk and he had been taken down while the first minister had cemented his status as the main man by keeping the hole away from the spotlight and even using his position as in law to the golden boy to campaign for the senatorial seat which he eventually won.

Right now the huge man who really had extra large feet glanced at his phone screen once more as he hit the center table.

Go creative on this one big!'

He was an artist, he took great care in his work. And he never missed. Even now, his initial target had been the reporter and he hadgotten her one time. It would have been a perfect two bird one stone scenario, or. In this case one bomb.....but the motherfucker had survived. Or according to the latest update was fighting for 'her' life.

Go creative on this one big!'

He stopped pacing, looking lost into space...lost in the world of explosives and chemical reactants. After a while he began to smile. He needed Something small and contained, to get only one person, in this case the survivor...the private investigator and no one else, that automatically ruled out a lot of explosives and planting/detonating techniques and meant it would probably not kill the person outright but inflict terminal injuries. Now he smiled.
He was creative enough, he would design a get well card which would really be a paper bomb. He would make sure it gets to the agents room himself.

The huge man who was around 6'5 stopped pacing restlessly. He began to hum, he was about to create something beautiful, something just like art, the type that could kill.

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The area was a nice spot for young boys going to school to pluck mangoes. The trees were many, towering over each other and providing shade with big fresh juicy looking fruits that always never seemed to go out of season.

The man standing in the center of the shade was definitely not interested in the fruits. He had both hands joined together and eyes closed. His lips moved though it seemed there was no sound. He was squatting but balanced on just one leg, the other was stretched out in front of him. It looked so tedious, even imagining it alone was tedious but the man seemed to be very relaxed. He was shirtless and there wasn't a single sweat on his back, as a gentle breeze swept the dried leaves on the floor. But the peculiar sight was the birds, just like the tattoo on his right arm, they all gathered, on both shoulders and on his outstretched leg. All the other birds remained in their nests in the tree, observing and probably tweeting about the spectacle below. They were not invited to the session. All the birds around the shirtless man was one specie; Sparrow.


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Just like Rex had predicted, the first minister was pissed . But if wasn't even because of the hotel chase and him rushing like a criminal to the jet. No, it was the news that reached him about the killed operatives, in different operations and locations. He had shouted like a psycho, but he was thinking of the old man. Still old but very much aware of every single event, everything that happens reaches sir Holly's ears immediately.

He began to put the heat. He reached out to Bigfoot, contracted the eleven killer and called to confirm his wife's flight ticket was reserved. The hacker was still alive, that fact was annoying and instead the hit team was missing, the clean up cops had been murdered in the scene.

He couldn't stop his voice from rising, because the stress Rex Obasi, the rascal had put him through was still so frustrating.
In no vague or uncertain terms he told 3F stay the Bleep away from operations.

At which point she flared back (this was when Ada heard her shout)

Then why was the kidnapped girl brought to this her rent free house in the first place?
The first minister had apologized immediately. That guy had mastered a kind of chilling politeness that was scary.

He assured that he was going to reach out to Flacko, who was a liason and member of the Senior Advocate of Nigeria group as well as hole member. They were going to mobilize a bad strike team. It was unfortunate the shadow was dead, he was perfect in missions like this but they still had enough sheer manpower volume to raze BROTA to the ground. But first she needed to get rid of every evidence and vacate the surulere address where the girl was.

"Oh relax I already poisoned her and I'll have her buried soon.. If not for this call that took me outside. Flacko just got these guy's in electricity costumes in my place with the girl."

"did they touch her?"

"no... She said no"

"the electricity was the theme of the strike....but it didn't go according to plan. Before tomorrow we should get her brother. Then I think I can get sir H to approve the prison hit on Amunike. He has been a liability for too long....". The first minister never liked the chief and vice versa.

3f hurried inside, slamming the door and shouted for the useless jump suit kidnappers to come dig a grave, she planned to bury the girl...then that slight pulse she had felt on the girl's leg earlier would die a natural death.

cuddlebear
aphroditee
"where are you guys? preetti hurry up load the truck and the jeep..." she snapped but then stopped, the room was half open and she could see a stretched leg on the floor.
She hurried to the room and pushed the door open, there lay the dead bodies of two of the stupid kidnappers.
The bed was empty.

hercuteness, aphroditee
Tbc, pardon any errors in this particular update.
Jah bless!

marvel15:
Michelle
this week has been the greatest week for her as she got a present from Micheal that she would never forget in her life she wasn't expecting it at all everyone in her company could feel her mood she sat on her desk and she couldn't stop admiring the ring on her finger she had kissed it a million times she was so overwhelmed now the preparations for the wedding and other stuff will start she couldn't wait to get married to him and be addressed as his wife she checked her time it was almost 11pm she needed to start preparing his lunch and take it to his office by 12 she would be done and she will then take it to him she stood up took her car keys and headed out .....

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she just finished from the office that day and she was very tired and she needed to rest she took her bag and headed to her car she entered started the engine and drove off now on the main road a call came in it was Micheal she parked by the roadside and picked his call

"hello Michael "

"hello Michelle where are you ?"

"am on my way back home "

"alright can you help me get something at the restaurant "

"what is that ?*

"help me buy pizza I will reimburse you when you are come back"
cuddlebear

"alright "she dropped the call and started the engine back again after driving for a while she stopped at a restaurant and came down as she came down a black and tinted car parked slowly and the glass slided down she looked back and alas a gun was pointed at her a pistol before she could try to run the gun went off and it hit her on the chest immediately she went down and in the twinkle of an eye she was in the pool of her own blood her eyes began to close slowly until she lost consciousness... TBC

zhayyd039:
*****
Benjamin didn't feel anything. He opened one eye, then the other. He was still kneeling on the wet tarmac. The agony was still up in the air. That was enough to tell him he wasn't dead. But how?
A cloaked person was standing in front of him, arm extended. Benjamin immediately identified the man as Origin -Charles.
A protection sphere wrapped around the two men, deflecting the barrage of energy blasts directed at them.
With a thrust of his other hand, Charles projected the protection sphere towards the elder, who had to maneuver out of the way.
"Get as far away from here as you can," Charles said.
Benjamin didn't need it being said twice. He scrambled to his feet and was about to leave when two more people appeared out of nowhere; Red and Blue.
He heard Edward chuckle behind him. "It's good you brought the cavalry. I'm not being underestimated, I see." He went down on a knee and placed both hands on the ground. It was like the whole world moved; everything shook violently. Benjamin had had his fair share of earthquake experiences but they never came close to what was happening this time. Buildings crumbled in a matter of seconds. A gust of energy filled the air. It was so powerful Benjamin felt it up his spine. It sent shockwaves across the whole perimeter, destroying all that was within reach, blowing away objects like they were pieces of paper. The wind came along with a thick layer of dust, almost blinding Benjamin. It was like a sandstorm.
Red and Blue gathered around him and erected a protection sphere.
"It's not going to hold for long!" Blue had to shout through the storm to be heard.
Benjamin looked at the darkness behind them. It was like an open mouth, waiting to swallow them into oblivion.
The strength of the wind increased, evident by the shifting of the sphere a few inches towards death.
Benjamin saw a flash of blue and red ahead. Charles was taking on the elder on his own.
"What's he doing?" He yelled at the two guys.
"Both of us have to keep the protection sphere in place or else you'll be blown away," Blue explained.
"WE would be blown away," Benjamin corrected. "Go and help him, leave the sphere."
Red shook his head. "We don't leave--"
"Spare me the brotherhood bullsh!t," Benjamin interfered. "We all have to die some other day. It's my turn today."
As he said that, a black bolt of energy struck the sphere and the brothers lost control. They were shifted back several feet towards their ends.
"Go already, dammit!" Benjamin yelled again.
With a short nod, Red pulled out of the bubble. As soon as Blue did the same, the sphere started moving backwards. Benjamin kept his eyes on the fight that ensued. The three brothers were obviously no match for an elder at full power. They were being tossed around like a group of amateurs.
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Katrina rose from the pile of rubble that littered the floor. Her clothes were torn and ragged but at least she had survived. Instead of wasting her power fighting an elder head on, she had used it to command the chiefs chambers to make a copy of herself. The copy fought purposely to weaken Isaac enough for Paul to use the power of the staff to defeat him. It was a leap, convincing a brother to betray the other, but Paul didn't have a choice. Katrina had found a chink in his armour and had used it to her advantage: Paul was an ignorant. He had never even bothered to know the history of his familial ties.
zoeyj
The offer she made was quite irresistible. She had told him that the power of the staff would be his after her death if he marks his blood on it. He did as predicted, without thinking. She chuckled at her cunning. With one more thing she had to do, she disappeared down the tunnels, towards the prison, knowing as Paul consumed the power of the staff to fight his brother, the spear would take compensation at the end. It would absorb him. cuddlebear Her father had told her how much powerful his ancestors became after absorbing just a fraction of the energy released after the death of the Two Siblings. She felt a kind of exhilaration pass through her. Her goals were coming to fruition.

zhayyd039:
*****
Benjamin didn't feel anything. He opened one eye, then the other. He was still kneeling on the wet tarmac. The agony was still up in the air. That was enough to tell him he wasn't dead. But how?
A cloaked person was standing in front of him, arm extended. Benjamin immediately identified the man as Origin -Charles.
A protection sphere wrapped around the two men, deflecting the barrage of energy blasts directed at them.
With a thrust of his other hand, Charles projected the protection sphere towards the elder, who had to maneuver out of the way.
"Get as far away from here as you can," Charles said.
Benjamin didn't need it being said twice. He scrambled to his feet and was about to leave when two more people appeared out of nowhere; Red and Blue.
He heard Edward chuckle behind him. "It's good you brought the cavalry. I'm not being underestimated, I see." He went down on a knee and placed both hands on the ground. It was like the whole world moved; everything shook violently. Benjamin had had his fair share of earthquake experiences but they never came close to what was happening this time. Buildings crumbled in a matter of seconds. A gust of energy filled the air. It was so powerful Benjamin felt it up his spine. It sent shockwaves across the whole perimeter, destroying all that was within reach, blowing away objects like they were pieces of paper. The wind came along with a thick layer of dust, almost blinding Benjamin. It was like a sandstorm.
Red and Blue gathered around him and erected a protection sphere.
"It's not going to hold for long!" Blue had to shout through the storm to be heard.
Benjamin looked at the darkness behind them. It was like an open mouth, waiting to swallow them into oblivion.
The strength of the wind increased, evident by the shifting of the sphere a few inches towards death.
Benjamin saw a flash of blue and red ahead. Charles was taking on the elder on his own.
"What's he doing?" He yelled at the two guys.
"Both of us have to keep the protection sphere in place or else you'll be blown away," Blue explained.
"WE would be blown away," Benjamin corrected. "Go and help him, leave the sphere."
Red shook his head. "We don't leave--"
"Spare me the brotherhood bullsh!t," Benjamin interfered. "We all have to die some other day. It's my turn today."
As he said that, a black bolt of energy struck the sphere and the brothers lost control. They were shifted back several feet towards their ends.
"Go already, dammit!" Benjamin yelled again.
With a short nod, Red pulled out of the bubble. As soon as Blue did the same, the sphere started moving backwards. Benjamin kept his eyes on the fight that ensued. The three brothers were obviously no match for an elder at full power. They were being tossed around like a group of amateurs.
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Katrina rose from the pile of rubble that littered the floor. Her clothes were torn and ragged but at least she had survived. Instead of wasting her power fighting an elder head on, she had used it to command the chiefs chambers to make a copy of herself. The copy fought purposely to weaken Isaac enough for Paul to use the power of the staff to defeat him. It was a leap, convincing a brother to betray the other, but Paul didn't have a choice. Katrina had found a chink in his armour and had used it to her advantage: Paul was an ignorant. He had never even bothered to know the history of his familial ties.
aphroditee
The offer she made was quite irresistible. She had told him that the power of the staff would be his after her death if he marks his blood on it. He did as predicted, without thinking. She chuckled at her cunning.zoeyj With one more thing she had to do, she disappeared down the tunnels, towards the prison, knowing as Paul consumed the power of the staff to fight his brother, the spear would take compensation at the end. It would absorb him. cuddlebear Her father had told her how much powerful his ancestors became after absorbing just a fraction of the energy released after the death of the Two Siblings. She felt a kind of exhilaration pass through her. Her goals were coming to fruition.