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Chapter Fourty-eight
Sisi Kola recovered first as he drew a hand gun from his purse aimed at Obiora and fired. The result was instantaneous as the weapon probably wasn’t an ordinary hand gun because the blast chucked Obiora cannonballing back into the house.
“Obi” Orchid cried. They soon realized it was an ambush as armed Askari guards sprang from hidden places and they were soon surrounded.
“We mean you no harm kids, well not entirely the big guy made me nervous.” Sisi Kola grinned. “Well you fellas took us for a ride didn’t you, now get into the van and nobody else gets hurts.”
Orchid laughed bitterly. “You should have thought about that before shooting at the wildest among us, good luck getting us into your vehicle now.” She said, as if on cue Obiora launched himself from the wreckage he was buried in, grabbed Sisi kola by his belt and hurled him across the lake with a roar, his body bounced over the lake surface like a
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Omotola felt herself drifting away from her body; she was forced to watch as her astral form was pulled forward into a void of unfathomable darkness. She finally jerked to a standstill and saw that she was not alone, a powerfully built man stood at the edge of a chasm staring down hard at it as if to pierce through the darkness.“Hullo.” She called but the man ignored her as if she never existed, maybe she wasn’t after all she was dreaming.The man was appareled in a traditional hand-loomed clothing called aso oke, draped across his shoulder toga like, on his head he had on a beaded conical crown, he held on to a powerful staff inlaid with coral beads as tall as his person.The aura of power emitting from him was so frightening Omotola knew he was an Orisha.“My lord.” A young warrior strode over; he was massive and black as soot. He had nothing on except a blood-red hand-loomed fabric kilt covering from waist to his knees an
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There was no better place to have an inconspicuous meeting than in the rowdy and unruly atmosphere of the creek road night club; the most famous edifice of revelry and debauchery in the whole city, in spite of the curfew in place due to the recent incidents, amid the constant monster sightings and the rising number of missing night crawling pedestrians, the party lovers were still heading out to the late-night clubs in droves.It’s been a week since the whole eye-opening footage in his nephew’s apartment and he still hasn’t gotten any lead on the whole issue behind the experimented Abami and the now infamous institute. Detective Okafor sat at the bar before ordering a shot of baileys while he waited for his contact, a con-man and a felon called Moshe, Officer Lee has pulled one of his illicit strings to get him this meeting as the favor he owed piled up. Just as he was beginning to wonder if the person that he was meeting had chickened out and was not coming
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Orchid glanced at her twin brother over Babybaby’s head. She was carrying a sleeping Babybaby as they trudged wearily on, shifting to adjust her to the other side of her nape and shoulders.They had barely exchanged a word since the argument. She sighed as she shifted Babybaby’s weight again; Obiora ignored her, staring stonily ahead. Maybe she was a bit too harsh on him even though it was for his own good; Obiora was as passionate as he was reckless.For all their troubles, they were still trying to leave the city, they had been forced to get down from the public transport when they found out all roads leading out of Onitsha were swarmed with police checkpoints, their only other option was to wait until dark so they needed some place to hide as they still owed a few hours before sunset.Shettima had suggested they leave the sub-urban parts of the city for the slums, away from the prying eyes of any street cams that might aid the institute in picking
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The Askaris skidded to a stop in unison as they warily appraised their targets in defensive stances; they drew stun rods instead of the large guns strapped behind them, a safe bet that the children were still wanted in one piece; the harsh breathing from the Elite Askaris helmets visor was the thing betraying their rigid postures. One of the Askaris stepped forward as he reached up to his helmet, the tinted visor slid up with a hiss to expose his grinning face. The siblings started in recognition.It was Miguel; one of the Brazilian twins, the sparring pair at the institute drill hall. They were last seen right after Obiora had injured the both of them when his flaming feathers manifested.“You,” Obiora snarled, his long-buried resentment for his old tormentor curled up his throat.“Hello to you too amigo, still yet to have that fiery temper of yours under control?” Miguel chuckled, “I’m a little hurt my friend, you don’
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The light led them on to the edge of the Onitsha market just as they were sighted by another party of their pursuers. Ducking quickly into the crowded market in the hope of shaking them off among the bustle, the glimmer of light seems to pulse brighter as they drew nearer, leading them onward through the cloth merchants shops, down an alley and then to the electronic storefronts of the market where it finally settled on one of its buildings where a man stood waiting as if he was expecting them.At first, they stood unsure of their next move just as they heard the shout of the Askari guards ordering people to clear from their path. In Panick they quickened their paces until they had moved within hearing distance of the man who halted them in their tracks with a commanding voice. On closer inspection, he looked middle aged, portly and jovial looking but at that moment, his cloudy face was not looking welcoming.“I’ve been waiting for whoever’s responsib
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Amadioha led them through a narrow passage from the back-office corridor and stopped before a large door, he muttered a few words under his breathe before opening the door to a serene environment, a stark difference to the rowdiness they’d left behind in Onitsha market.The siblings filed out the office door as they gazed around in wonder, they knew that they are no longer in the city of Onitsha, the enormous billboard hanging in the distance informed them that they were within the campus ground of the university of Nigeria, Nsukka. The Igbo deity led them briskly down the campus walkway as they took in the sights and impressive faculty buildings, one of their professors from the institute claimed to have been from the university, like everything they’d known, their knowledge of the famous university had been from hearsay and video clips.Amadioha strolled unconcerned on through the bustle of students and other academics, it was as if they were invisible to
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Omotola felt herself once again being carried across a dusky sky on strong hardy wings, but the wings were not her own, it belonged to a white-backed vulture, she was the vulture and yet not the vulture, she felt like she was just sharing passage, just an observer and not the one behind the wheel. she soared effortlessly on; her keen gaze swept over the West African savannah below, missing nothing.A herd of gazelles leapt across the Omehrvon River, she had no idea how she came to know the river’s name but still she knew. Her host’s keen eyes watched as each herbivore tried to outleap its companion in a vain show of virility. It was mid rainy season, with plenty of supple grassland to graze on. The herd was strong and its calves healthy. A weak or ill stray for it to stalk was less likely as its gaze sought out other prey, the belly of the vulture; whose body she was currently habituating rumbled in anticipation at the thought.Next, she saw a pride of lion
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