We all trooped to Kudaisi’s car. He brought a convertible today, opening up the roof during the ride. The rush of the wind felt incredible, making me close my eyes and bask in it.
The beach was sparse as it usually was during weekdays, and so we had fewer eyes on us.
“Let’s go into the water,” Kudaisi said as soon as we got down from the car, stripping off his shirt to reveal his lean muscled abs.
“I don’t think so.” I shook my head. Lara and I did not prepare to swim today and so did not bring any swimwear. “How do you propose we go inside the water? With our clothes?”
“You could go in your—” Kudaisi eyed me and then Lara. I was sure he was looking through our clothes to the lines formed below.
A blush creeped unto my cheek. “You wish.”
At the end of the day we simply sat on the sand and watched the boys take a dip in the water wearing their boxers shorts, as loud music blasted from the car.
They soon returned thirty min
THE ANCIENT TRAINNING GROUNDS was cast in darkness, making the whole atmosphere which was always bright to look different. A large bonfire burnt in the middle of the clearing not far from the castle, and smaller fires with roast meat on them littered the around filling the air with scent of burning meat, pepper and spice. People gathered in groups around the smaller fires, while the matrons and the council sat the center, a few feet away from the larger bonfire.We sat before one of the smaller fires at the fore front of the gathering; I, Iditan, Chike, Ramatu, Biola, Kola, Irene and Bashir, and a wild pig sat roasting on our fire as we faced the council directly. Oniko was absent, out following a lead on the cursed ones, and Damola who had been monitoring the arrangements of the whole setup with the help of some of the older nighthawks finally returned to join us.“What is this all about?” I asked Damola as soon as she came back. We had arrived at the trai
Only Iditan remained by our spot when I returned, staring at the merry makers.The larger bonfire was blazing hard, and almost every other person was there, dancing around it. I sat down stiffly, also watching them go at it. I caught sight of Damola dancing energetically with a younger man and smiled, seeing the light in her eyes. Hers was a mood I liked—she could let lose when need be and so also be all bossy and demanding as the occasion demanded, and let loose she did right now, trying out some crazy moves.Ramatu returned a minute later to join us and watch the proceedings, and then Chike who came to cajole me to the dance, staying back after I rejected his insistent urgings. Dancing was never one of my strong suits, and I always felt conscious doing so outside.With each face I beheld making merry before the fire, I began to wonder what they were like in the real world, their dreams, their aspiration, what made them tick. I shifted my gaze to our grou
THE UNUSUAL SILENCE and darkness on the mountains was unnerving as I flew slowly to the seventh point where I met Iditan training by herself. She continued her practice without turning around, even as I knew she sensed my arrival, so I just watched her go through her forms.Iditan’s moves were unpredictable, I saw that glaringly now. Sometimes she was slow, so slow you feel like you could strike her with twenty or more moves before she brought up a defense, and other times she was fast, like the wind. And her leg work was just a work of art, like a dance.I was so lost watching her train that I nearly missed the dagger she threw at me. It was so subtly hidden in the wind that I only sensed it at the last moment, moving my head so it passed a hairs-breath from my neck. She came at me in the same instant, the lone dagger in her hands pointed straight at my head.Was she trying to kill me now that there are no witnesses? I back-stepped fast, my senses now hei
“CAN YOU READ MINDS?” I asked.Kudaisi turned to me, staring intently at my face with a look of amusement. We were seated at an obscure corner of the school library with books—which we just opened as camouflage and barely even read—before us, and a soundproof magic shield around us which I subtly designed to make sounds filter in but not out, and to make it look like we were reading to anyone who came around. Adeola and Lara were in the cubicle beside us, but unlike Kudaisi and I, they were really engrossed in their study.I held Kudaisi’s gaze challengingly, trying hard to clear my thoughts on the probability he really could read minds, so he would not get anything from me at that moment. Few seconds later my body temperature began to rise, a burning hot feeling running through me despite the air condition which was blowing hard not far from where we sat.My gaze travelled down from his eyes which were now twinkling s
ONLY ONIKO AND IDITAN WERE on the seventh point when I arrived, and very few nighthawks on the other sections.“What happened?” I passed Oniko a questioning gaze as soon as I landed. He had sent a message earlier in the evening while I was at home in my room studying. ‘Come early,’ the message had said, and so I left home an hour earlier than I normally would to come here.“You’re late.” Iditan scowled evilly, wiping off the growing smile on my face as I turned to her. I had thought we had an understanding after the last time, but seeing her revert back to her normal psychotic self just after a day opened my eyes to the huge battle on my hands me when it came to becoming friends with her.“I came as early as I could,” I defended. “Captain.” I tipped my head towards Oniko who nodded back.“You and Iditan would be heading out on an important mission tonight,” Oniko began. I shifte
We reappeared in a thick forest cast in darkness. Only the barest sunlight filtered in through the mammoth trees and broad canopies, and the sounds of birds and other animals which should be tumultuous in such a forest was lacking.“You are here.” a tall stocky boy appeared before Iditan and I like a ghost.I strengthened my shield and took a stance immediately, taking it as another of Iditan’s tests. The boy was taken aback for a second but his reaction was quick. He retreated fast, putting a distance between us, and a short glimmering broadsword appeared in his hands.“What’s going on? Who is this?” he asked.Iditan had a quirk which could go for a smile on her face as she replied. “This is Toke, one of our witchlords. Toke meet Thabiti, the first guardian from Kenya in a very long time.” Iditan introduced.I slowly stood at ease, embarrassed at my overt reactions. “I’m sorry,&rdqu
“THIS WAS TOO EASY,” Iditan was saying to Thabiti and the middle aged captain of their nighthawks, Jaal, after the battle, when I joined them. Their only other two witchlords—a gangly boy and a mousy girl with thick huge glasses—introduced as Ben and Lilla, also stood with them while their Nighthawks cleared the battlefield, moving the body parts of the cursed ones littering the field to be thrown in the fire. The Kenyans were not as lucky as we in Nigeria, having found only three of the five witchlords, the remaining two yet unknown.“Yes, we hit them pretty hard,” Thabiti replied energetically, a smile on his face. “Finally, Kenya is free from these damned pests.”“I don’t think so.” Iditan shook her head in disagreement. “We won way too easily even with our superior strength and all, and since we found no tangible evidence or leads here my instinct tells me this is not the last of them.”
Nub’s smile widened at their reactions. “You all missed his bastard son that year, Jap, born to his servant girl. Somehow he escaped before you came to destroy them, and having learned a little of the magic from his father and from some other evil spirits he became stronger over the years. A little over four years now, he captured me, seeking to turn me towards his magic and use me for his plans. I spent four months as his captive, and he was every way as mad as his father.” Nub’s countenance turned sour.“My best friend who was with me when he took me could not continue and she took her own life, but I made him pay in the end, when he thought he had me under his finger. He died begging for death.” “That was about the time she changed,” Iditan muttered, her words opening my eyes to see a bit of why Nub seemed so bloodthirsty during the battle against the cursed ones. The darkness in Nub’s eyes at this mom