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felsunseg:
hmm, nice one, Adeshola is perfectly fitted for the Osun role. and also I can see Taiwo taken up and important role in the story. And according to the witches hope the kidnap of shango will not lead to the unleash of his wrath. and I can also see Ogun trying to save ogunshola body from sango.

Yes boss her connection with Oyeye the good mother is Amazing. Taiwo has to do his own bit. As for Ogun trying to save Ogunshola's body from Shango, we would see about that.

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Nostradamus:
ok oo,if you said so sha.but a little of Sango's essence go don dey inside Sade like that(I might be wrong sha).

felsunseg:
wonderful piece, great work brother.

tahir01:
Nice story line. loving it. @ OP more updates abeg.

Jasmine4:
Interesting story here op....I want more please

priestchurch:
Fantastic story, pls more update.. .

joyberry:
Wonderful story, I love stories about our heritage. Keep it up and coming

supizino:
9ce write up kwantinu

Now this is a damn good story ride on op

FakoMaybach1:
This is gonna be a fantastic movie script. If i had money i for buy this script wahlahi, and i go shoot another type of harry potter franchise
Abeg when this book is complete please paste where it will be sold

MightyFortress:
Incredible story... I love supernatural thrillers..

Chukwudozzie:
This is fantastic, great storyline, superb writing skills. Bro you're good, read your book 'DON'T JOIN' about 3 years ago, and it was a thriller.

cuteesthy:
Nice..... keep d fire burning

emarkson:
Boss i dont know how you link the science and magic. I will say your are a genuis

Olu317:
Interesting

donkelz:
Loving this piece...thumbs up bro! How can I get the firsk book?

stephenGee12:
zubike01 must commend u for this beautiful piece of urs. keep it up.
next update please

Temmason:
Nice

olumanja:
Following bumper to bumper

rasiyorum:
My oga this Tory dey make me shiver where ur inspiration dey come from

Danpersie31:
its really really great to be up dere on FP.. nice piece

Peppergroove:
Fp things...update mbok

Kassia:
Can't wait for the next update

joyberry:
Zubike01 keep it up, such a captivating story. And always in time to update regularly

Oyindawealth:
This story is thrilling!!!! Can't get enough of it!! More updates plsss... Thanks!

obafemylegacy:
goods work ,keep it up

Maymac:
zubike01 please the next release

nady94:
Yea really the best night ever

Essyprity:
how are we gonna get d rest of this beautiful piece of goodness Eh? zubike01?

Tuhndhay:
Superb

richiearmany14:
The Yoruba's have a rich mythology I wonder why most of them are no longer interested in there heritage

felsunseg:
wonderful piece, great work brother.

geezyk:
I just hope this update won't be the end tho, I think we're getting to the climax already..

emarkson:
i hope the professor is not 'ogun' in disguise. Jst saying

Thanks Guy new update.

felsunseg:
wow, this is just like going true every single myths and tales I have been told since I was a kids. I know most if this stories. But the most beautiful thing is how you link every pieces together to form this awesome story. you are good bros. and only a Yoruba man can fully appreciate the king of work u are doing here. Weldone sir.

Thanks bro....am happy you can relate to it.

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geezyk:
zubike01 Taiwo is in for a long thing, looking for the aje's, even the mention of the name sef instills fear. I hope he finds what he's looking for.

Nice update, looking forward to more.

Me self they fear Aje.

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Nostradamus:
ok oo,if you said so sha.but a little of Sango's essence go don dey inside Sade like that(I might be wrong sha).

felsunseg:
wonderful piece, great work brother.

tahir01:
Nice story line. loving it. @ OP more updates abeg.

Jasmine4:
Interesting story here op....I want more please

priestchurch:
Fantastic story, pls more update.. .

joyberry:
Wonderful story, I love stories about our heritage. Keep it up and coming

supizino:
9ce write up kwantinu

Now this is a damn good story ride on op

FakoMaybach1:
This is gonna be a fantastic movie script. If i had money i for buy this script wahlahi, and i go shoot another type of harry potter franchise
Abeg when this book is complete please paste where it will be sold

MightyFortress:
Incredible story... I love supernatural thrillers..

Chukwudozzie:
This is fantastic, great storyline, superb writing skills. Bro you're good, read your book 'DON'T JOIN' about 3 years ago, and it was a thriller.

cuteesthy:
Nice..... keep d fire burning

emarkson:
Boss i dont know how you link the science and magic. I will say your are a genuis

Olu317:
Interesting

donkelz:
Loving this piece...thumbs up bro! How can I get the firsk book?

stephenGee12:
zubike01 must commend u for this beautiful piece of urs. keep it up.
next update please

Temmason:
Nice

olumanja:
Following bumper to bumper

rasiyorum:
My oga this Tory dey make me shiver where ur inspiration dey come from

Danpersie31:
its really really great to be up dere on FP.. nice piece

Peppergroove:
Fp things...update mbok

Kassia:
Can't wait for the next update

joyberry:
Zubike01 keep it up, such a captivating story. And always in time to update regularly

Oyindawealth:
This story is thrilling!!!! Can't get enough of it!! More updates plsss... Thanks!

obafemylegacy:
goods work ,keep it up

Maymac:
zubike01 please the next release

nady94:
Yea really the best night ever

Essyprity:
how are we gonna get d rest of this beautiful piece of goodness Eh? zubike01?

Tuhndhay:
Superb

richiearmany14:
The Yoruba's have a rich mythology I wonder why most of them are no longer interested in there heritage

felsunseg:
wonderful piece, great work brother.

geezyk:
I just hope this update won't be the end tho, I think we're getting to the climax already..

emarkson:
i hope the professor is not 'ogun' in disguise. Jst saying

Thanks Guy new update.

felsunseg:
wonderful piece, great work brother.

Thanks

Nostradamus:
nice one zubike,sango released inside folashade,that's trouble,real trouble,now folasade will give to a really bad pikin that will bring serious destruction.

LOL @ bad pikin .... thats Ogunshola's sperm not Shango's own and Shango is not a god of destruction

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Kassia:
My thoughts exactly

emarkson:
cause he seems to know the answer to almost everything. He might just be using the americans to get at sango

No spoilers... lol remember he has a PHD is metallurgy.

Oyindawealth:
Mr Zubike01, U're doin wonderfully well...keep it up!! D sky is d beginning 4 u.... More plssssssss!!

Thank Oyin

Lexxyla:
Shebi you sha know that am always following.

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Lol thanks .... How do i mention them?

geezyk:
I just hope this update won't be the end tho, I think we're getting to the climax already..

No its not we still have 3 more chapters to go but yes we are climaxing... I hope that didn't come out wrong.

Nostradamus:
@zubike01,come and kontinu this story na,abi you want make I report you to ogunsola ni?

Tuhndhay:
Superb

Tuhndhay:
Superb

New Up date coming up.

Good luck

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Tuhndhay:
Superb

Thanks

geezyk:
This guy just keep us on edge since last update over 4 days ago, guy which way nah remember say rain dey fall sha oo incase of Sango..

Nostradamus:
@zubike01,come and kontinu this story na,abi you want make I report you to ogunsola ni?

Bros no be my fault oh, you guys read but don't drop comments. So I assumed you guys are tired or maybe the story done tire unna.

richiearmany14:
The Yoruba's have a rich mythology I wonder why most of them are no longer interested in there heritage

A lot still practice they just do it quietly ...

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felsunseg:
I hope u are not trying to match Shango with Ogun inside Ogunshola. our story is getting more interesting and captivating. well done.

I no fit oh... Lol

nady94:
Y dey come dey resemble Thor like this

Dude the only similarity between Shango and Thor is that they are both gods of Thunder that aside they are so different.

Lexxyla:
Even Lord Kratos will be afraid of this combined ultimate God of war.


This is such a lovely piece.

Na wa for you... Shango on his own self go chop Kratos like mr bigs. Both of them have thunder but Krotos own is borrowed from zues. To be honest it would be a tough battle. Their powers are similar.

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Essyprity:
how are we gonna get d rest of this beautiful piece of goodness Eh? zubike01?

I update its still a work in progress.

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“So what happened next” I pleaded

He smiled and laughed “I am too sober to continue telling this story do you have any liquor here”

I had a bottle of cheap gin I have been drinking . my cousin had advised me not to go to pubs so this was my new habit. “Yeah” I said passing the bottle to him. He looked at the half empty bottle and gulped it all at once.

“Arrrrrgh give me more” he bellowed like an aggressive dog

I didn’t like his tone.

“That all I’ve got” I replied in a humble tone.

“Don’t worry my friend let me continue. They replaced him with a new member a fellow they felt was worthy of them for it had to be fifteen men on a dead man chest no more no less. Weeks passed and nothing happened but the black spotted fellow was lonely alone he felt like an outcast. He couldn’t mingle with common folks anymore not after he had once be singled out , chosen and approached to be part of the most prestigious association he could ever belong too. He begged, he pleaded but they all ignored him. Till one day he was tired of it all, tired of been in the shadows. He came up with a plan, a very stupid but impetuous plan since they could spare him from his punishment they could change their minds and accept him back he thought. If only they saw him once again in his splendour. So he dressed up in their attire, wore his beret, his eye patch and dressed in their regal attire and went around signing gyration songs, especially ones that deal with brother hood and unity. He sang these songs and journeyed to where he knew his ex-brothers would be located.

It was matriculation and during this period they always put up a show. They had rented a trailer and decorated it to look like a ship. The trailer drove around school while they beat their drums and sang gyration song . People watched in admiration and jealousy but all this was about to end. He sees them at one of their rendezvous spots and he jumps unto the trailer. They order him to get down but he refused they reminded him that he had been black spotted but he pleaded with them explaining he had begged the girl for forgiveness.

The seven couldn’t take it anymore, the shame the honour a rapist in their mist they charged to attack him. He saw their anger and he fled but they chased after him, he was going to get what he deserved, he would be treated like a non-member who is impersonating his barret would be seized and he would be stripped off of all their regalia. He ran and he ran and refused to be caught but they wouldn’t give up. He had to be thought a lesson so they chase and the chased. He gets to the hostel and runs up the stairs in flight for safety only to slip and fall. He lands with with a heavy thud and his head hits the edge of the concrete staircase and split open. His death was instant. What had they done the thought to them self. Someone they once refereed two as brother was dead and they were the cause. They carried his dead body to the morgue it was the only fair thing to do at least. It wasn’t their fault, they explained his death as an accident skipping the incident that occurred.

They went back to meet their other brothers to tell them the story but they had heard already. Their jolly parade had been changed into a day of sorrow darkness and tears. The other eight members accused them of killing him accusing, claiming they broke the first rule of the brotherhood; a brother can never kill his brother no matter his offence he should be dealt with accordingly. The seven swelled with anger the didn’t plan to kill him it was an accident they explained, but the anger of the other eight members was more I guess the felt it would have been any of them and wondered what would happen if they themselves broke rules. They assumed the roles once assumed by the magnificent seven and one of them who was now self-appointed captain announced “You all have been black spotted for killing a brother, you shall not identify yourself with anything that concerns us” the magnificent seven called them an ungrateful bunch and it ended up in a free for all fight.

The eight brother decide they were better off on their own and decided it was time to create theirs. They the eight created an authority and ranks called themselves the piece of eight which represent the highest ranking authority in their new brotherhood. They took time out to fashion a new rule book and their first law was No brother would be black spotted every brother who has joined is a brother for life and should be protected but discipline in a control manner if he goes against the code. Their regalia were similar to that but slightly different they decided that instead of been a tiny group of elite members. Theirs would be one which everyone could apply to join but members would be selected after a series of vetting and a dreaded ghastly initiation rite. This was the birth of fraternity rivalry in our system and the agenda of piety, anti-colonial mentality, instilling the African identity and to encourage enlightened discussion was lost and replaced with violence and supremacy battles. ”

He looked at me and said “Can you remember what I told you when I started to narrate this story to you” and he smiled.

“Yeah I shouldn’t believe anything, anybody tells me about the history of gangs, that no one knows the real story” I replied “Very good that’s my boy; I need to take my leave duty calls”

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Lexxyla:
Sango Olukoso
Akata yeri yeri
Arabambi Oko Oya
Alaafin, ekun bu, a sa
Eleyinju ogunna
Olukoso lalu
Ina l'oju Ina l'enu
A ri igba ota, sete
O fi alapa segun ota re

Sango Olukoso
Akata yeri yeri
Zubike01 has refused to update us
We need you to remind him
That we his followers are waiting
Help us protect him
And give him more inspiration.


Sangò baalèè Kosòò. Aremù baalè Agbòrandun.
O o gborann mi dun dakun mo ya mì.
Aremù njo o buru igbà nii gbopè.

Aranmonlogunabaomolo. Kakombarì Aroorajaoogun.
O too bora njo kan an ponju. Eye o ku ojumo.
O si ku ojumo Sangò okolayà mi Orun.

Asè.

Lol, this your comment/prayer just made me blush. I feel inspired.

Thank the gods, you don't know my oriki, you would had added that one also. I have one update coming up.

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I got to Swings and sat beside Bigbug and told him I had something important to tell him. He advised that we talk outside their anchor point. We took a stroll and I told him I wanted to join the warriors and he slapped me. The slap was so hard and painful but I thought it was a drill probably the 1st step. Testing my endurance I assumed.

“Are you stupid? Haven’t you learnt anything, do you think it’s a game people die. See listen I swear with my last drop of blood I would protect you, if I let you join the warrior I am not protection you I am only putting you in harm’s way.” He scolded me like his kid brother.
“Do you know how many enemies you would make by becoming a member?” He asked it was rhetorical question.

“Every member of a rival group automatically becomes your enemy, even if they were once your friends. You won’t be permitted to be friends with them as this would be seen as fraternization. I wouldn’t wish my son or any of my relative to go through the pain I go through every day as a warrior. Do you know how many of my friends have died? You might think your life is hard because you are not free to live it to the fullest but there is more bondage here than enjoyment.”

I was getting angry initially but I saw something I didn’t know Bigbug was capable of. He was in tears and I knew it was out of love he had slapped me. He pulls me close hugged me and tells me to go home. That he would pay me a visit later. Then he wipes his tears dry and lit a cigarette. I smiled thanked him and decided that nothing would make me join. I would live the restricted life I’ve been living. I would apologize to Frank tomorrow at lectures so that we would become friends once again, if he had chosen a different path that was his choice.

Bigbuy came to my room that evening as promise and he did not bring up the issue again but he pleaded with me to give him some money explaining that he was broke. He asked nicely so I gave him and he began to tell me a story.

“Don’t ever believe what anyone tells you about the origin of cult gangs in Nigeria, they are all lies no one knows the truth not even my Warcheif the highest ranking officer but I do.”

I wanted to scuff and asked why I should believe his story but I didn’t.

“I was privileged to meet once of the founding fathers of this nightmare and he told me a tale, a tale that made me bleed my eyes out. A tale if I had heard earlier, I would have never joined a gang. It’s a story of betrayal pain and fraternity all gone twisted and sad.”

His pause his face looked sad but he had passion in his voice.

“Long, long ago while Nigeria was still under colonial rule, seven young elites decided to form a kiln a clan a brotherhood for the fraternization of like minds with the agenda of piety, anti-colonial mentality, instilling the African identity and to encourage enlightened discussion. They had a dream that one day they would be the ones to fight for our independence. They wanted to be known fear and respected as a group that both commanded power, knowledge, loyalty and a hint of secrecy. So they locked them self up for 21 days and they fashioned a CODE OF ETHICS, a blue print that would serve as the foundation of this group and they adopted the Jolly Roger as their logo. The seven of them were nicknamed the magnificent seven. They were rich kids and it would be solely for the rich. They created a regimented hierarchy so that their authority would be dominant and so that mediocrity wouldn’t interfere with their ideals at least not while they were still in charge. Their ideas were borrowed from the conquerors of old, sailors, adventurers, pirates and Vikings. People whose history, code and believe had help achieved great things.
The rule was fifteen men on a dead man chest so they could only accept fifteen members per university. They recruited eight extra brothers who shared their ideas and designed a secret initiation using pain torture and symbolism to impact the knowledge of their code of ethics. Together they soared to greater heights none of their GPA point would fall short of a second class upper and this was closes monitors, for they didn’t want individual who could not balance a health academic life with their agenda. Failure was a sign of weakness and they had strength. The seven had assumed roles names and ranks and new code name which gave them authority over the others as well as inflicting fear to the unknowing but they were harmless.

In less than a year they had spread their gospel around all other Universities in Nigeria and their presence became strong. They began to start campaigns write articles and entertain other students with songs of gyration. They were recognized by the school authority as a jolly good fraternity. They single handily stopped student riots , the used their power and influence to create change in campus environment but they were vengeful as they didn’t take kindly to intimidation so if you try to intimidate one of them they would unscrupulously find a way to deal with you for they had it all the money, the power and influence. Others fraternity tried to spring up but they wouldn’t let them it was too early for completion so the suffocated them out, no single fraternity could be formed and those who dared to start one were made examples through mockery ridicule and subtitle intimidation no violence.”

He pauses for a cigarette break and offers me a pull I declined his offer.. He smokes in my room dropping ash carelessly. I didn’t complain I was just eager to hear more.

“Lectures and politicians alike saw them as a force to reckon with for their words was ye in the student community and students watched them in admiration wishing they would be lucky to be chosen as part of the fifteen but one had to graduate or leave before he could be replaced by a new member. They had designed punishments for their members to make them pure of heart and to make them desist of engaging in criminality or vice. One of such punishment was very extreme but it was only designed to instil fear, the vetted their members carefully and as a member of their fraternity you would be in so much abundance of ladies that such a thing would never cross your mind. It was rape and the penalty was amputation of one hand and one leg.”

He stopped and looked at my face trying to see my reaction. My face was pale as death, yes rape is a terrible thing but to permanently rid a man of a hand and a leg is to render him useless.

“Wow!” I exclaimed wondering would happen next.

He continued “One of their brothers had committed this crime and they had found out about it, the victim didn’t go to the police because of the shame and stigma it brought she had summoned courage and reported to their Chieftain. She knew surely that it would be dealt with accordingly. When he was asked to plead his case, he pleaded guilty and begged for mercy explaining he didn’t know what came over him. The magnificent seven wanted to spare him but it would be a slap to their authority, it would mean all their rules were games and it would dilute the honour of the brotherhood. They pinned him down at their secret spot of meeting, a place they called their island it had no name, at least none I knew of. They had a sharpen machete with them but none of them was courageous enough to do it. The others were watching something had to be done so they left him in the care of the others and they, the seven met in conclave and casted lot. It fell on one man. He was to become a scourge, their righter of wrongs a Punisher.

They retuned back and the six of them pinned him down and the scourge lifted up his blade. The guilty fellow screamed cried and begged for mercy. There were tears in their eyes they wish they didn’t have to do this. As the Scourge tried to summoned courage which he didn’t have to do this the other members seven of them rushed forward and went on their knees and coded a quote from the quote of ethics “Brothers should never kill brothers” The try to explain to them that they were not going to kill him but the others objected that cutting his hand and leg would cause serious bleeding and could lead to his death and this was against their code.

Deep down in their heart the seven had been praying for a reason to stop them from doing this so the quickly bought into the idea. Instead the decided to black spot him give him the mark of a brother who had betrayed their cause and ordered him not to ever associate with them or anything that relates to them. He begged he pleaded for a Seafarer was all he was ,all he had become and he couldn’t stand the shame. People would ask questions and wonder why he was kicked out the horror would be dreadful he begged them to meet out the punishment instead but it had been decided. The ordered him out and when he refused to leave they attacked him and pushed him away and he finally left. It was a sad night that day, they didn’t sing their songs of gyration, they didn’t drink gin or make merry like they used to. Where did they go wrong why would he bring shame to them in their moment of glory. Little did they know they had taken a decision that would come to bite them in the ass?”

He pauses for another cigarette. I am so eager to hear more I found the tale fascinating. It sounded like I was in a movie, but I knew this was no movie just another of the numerous rumours of how gangs came into our university never the less I yearned for more.

“So what happened next” I pleaded

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