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CITY RAGE: THE LAGOS FILES

 

Happy New Year folks … I know I am a bit late with my message and I have not been faithful to my blog, but kindly forgive. I have just had some major changes going on. Today’s post is the start of a series written by a good friend of mine. His name is Ibukunoluwa Taiwo (yeah, Taiwo is his surname). He blogs at http://www.ibukuntaiwo.com and you can follow him on Twitter @DarrenIvanov

Enjoy the post.

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August 16, 2026

This is Dr Stephen Akhide.

I have been in the west region of Africa for the past 3 months trying to decipher the nature of the OUTBREAK and locating GROUND ZERO. The intensity of the carnage and death in the region makes it almost impossible for proper and thorough investigation techniques. From what I hear about my other colleagues, they are having similar fortune in the other continents.

Recently I came across several survivors who seem not to have been infected. Preliminary interviews have indicated that they could either be immune to the infections or they know how to avoid being turned.

Today I will carry out a proper interview of the four subjects.

This is recording one.

[Begin Recording]

Please state your name for the record:

Michael. Michael Kuku.

Okay, Mr Kuku. What can you tell me about where you have been?

We just moved to our new house in Ikorodu. The place wasn’t what I was expecting. I know it couldn’t match up with paradise but I also didn’t expect the hellhole we found ourselves. For one, the place was too quiet. There was barely anyone on the streets and the few who we passed in the car didn’t even say hi or give us that look that country people give new comers into their town. They didn’t smile or even look up when we tried to stop and ask for directions. Mom had to call the caretaker, Baba Engineer as she always referred to him, to get road by road directions.

I was already feeling irritated from the long drive and the horrible road we took before getting here. My bones ached and my shirt was beginning to smell from all the dried up sweat. So was everybody else in the ride.

We were all really glad to arrive at the new house in Ikorodu – Agba Villa. Dad named it that. He always had the knack to indulge his dorky tendencies.

I wasn’t even in the mood to unpack anything that evening, I slept all through the little unpacking my mom did to get out some kitchen utensils to prepare the night meal. She had my little sister helping her. I wasn’t there to help my dad with the locks and setting up the security system that night. I slept on a Vitafoam mattress, in a room I had all to myself, and dreamt of falling into a hole that had no walls. Just a blue light at the bottom that seemed to call my name just before it swallowed me up.

If you would be kind sir, to keep on track. I would like to know what happened on the day of the outbreak.

Oh, I’m coming to that. It was 3 days after we moved to Ikorodu. Everybody was still adjusting and settling into the new place. I had a party I had been planning to attend for almost 2 months. My best friend’s birthday party. I had bought new clothes and everything. I guess we had a blast at the party. Thought it was the best party we’d ever had. That was really important to my friend because he really wanted to impress a girl.

It’s funny how silly all that seems now.

Anyways. I was heading back home in the family car when I remembered hearing over the radio that there was serious traffic on Ikorodu road, between Onipanu and Maryland. I thought if it’s that bad then I’d better take the alternate route through third mainland bridge. Apparently, so did every other driver on the Island. I must have been on that bridge for over 4 hours.

So I got home really late, like around 9pm. And I was tired. But as I pulled up into our street, I noticed the fires. Buildings were burning. There were dead people on the streets. The air… the air reeked of burning rubber. And blood. And smoke.

Immediately, I thought of my family. I got out of the car and ran to our gate. Tried to pull it open but it didn’t budge. There were people on the top, with spikes running through them. I had to jump the fence. Probably not a very good idea but I was scared. I really needed to see my family.

I got into the house and…

And what? What did you see?

I saw my mum. On the floor. Her hand was lying across the floor in a bad angle. And she was bleeding. She was bleeding really bad. I tried to stop it but it just kept coming out. Tried looking for my dad and sister but I couldn’t find them anywhere. I was in my room when I heard a small thump. It was coming from my box. I opened it and my sister was inside. She had blood on her but it wasn’t hers. Tried to ask her where dad was but she didn’t talk. She just closed her eyes and cried all through.

I knew I had to get us out of there. And that’s what I did.

Did you hear about the meteor?

Yeah. Much later.

Some reports claim that the asteroid was the cause of the outbreak. What do you have to say about that?

Huh, makes sense.

 

How so?

I remember hearing over the radio that the meteor landed right on Ikorodu road, crushing both lanes. And it was rush hour. The traffic was in bumper to fender mode. I think they said the impact killed about 700 people and wounded others. I hear everyone who came in contact with the site got infected.

So you didn’t?

Didn’t what?

Come in contact with the rock?

No I didn’t. If I did, we wouldn’t be having this conversation. I’d probably be trying to run you through with a weapon. You’ve seen what those things try to do when they see people.

Okay, what about your friends?

What about them?

The four of you arrived here last night in a space bus, bleeding and broken. But you all still seem sane. Do you know if any of the others are infected?

You mean five.

No, four. One of the old guys died. I believe his name was Celestine.

Oh.

So, do you think any of the others are infected?

Honestly, I don’t know. I met them on the way here. The two old guys were in a jalopy and had gotten into an accident. Their ride was stuck. And we were running out of fuel. I had my sister in the ride and Mary. Mary is the one who we found near the stadium. I didn’t even want to stop but the fuel was going to run out any minute. So the old guys traded us for a ride. And here we are.

Okay. One last question. What can you tell us about the outbreak? Especially the people. Could you describe the nature of the infection?

All I can tell you is that they aren’t people anymore. Not when you look into their eyes. They don’t seem to have souls. All I could see was hate. Like sitting across the devil and looking at his eyes while beating him at a game of chess.

Could you be more specific with your description?

Their eyes are all black. No whites. They don’t seem to feel pain. They don’t get tired. They can run, jump and swim for hours without slowing down. And the hate. They just kill everybody in sight.

I’m sorry but I don’t think I can continue. Could I get a break?

Of course Mr Kuku.

[End of Recording.]

………

To be continued

 
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Posted by on January 7, 2014 in Series

 

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The Lady of the White Watch 4

         

Good morning folks, in case you missed the previous post in this series. catch them at the following links. Episode 1, Episode 2, Episode 3  .

 

11.     Snakes in the Cookie Jar

Michael (@m4mikael) watched the rain fall viciously outside the tall glass building of the Headquarters of the Nigerian police, he was waiting for his superior Victoria (@veectoryah), a young beautiful officer of the National Intelligence Agency (NIA) , well versed in various languages, she had spied on numerous nations, organizations and the like, a spy queen in her own right, but she had had a falling out with her superiors back at the NIA. As penance, she was to act as liaison with the Nigerian police for a while. Not one to be daunted, Victoria had picked up the challenge and was having fun, ruining the aspirations of each department one by one, now she had the department run by Alfred in her sights, she couldn’t wait to see what Michael had to say.

Her intercom buzzed, she stabbed the white button, and her secretary’s nightingale voice came on air “Michael is in the lobby ma’am”

“Let him in”, Victoria barked.

“Immediately ma’am”, replied the secretary.

Her buxom secretary walked up behind Michael and tapped his shoulder, “officer, madam will see you now”,

Michael turned around a gleam of desire visible in his light brown eyes, the secretary’s well rounded shape and bulging boobs catching him in all the right places,  “of course she will” he remarked, then he pulled the secretary closer and whispered in her ear,” but if you want us to temporarily keep her waiting…”. He let the thought linger in the air.

With a brilliant smile and dash of bold white teeth, he strutted off, leaving her flushed, flummoxed and albeit a tad…..wet.

He walked into the plush red carpeted office belonging to Victoria, who sat perched on her chair, a stern look on her face, “keep your charms away from my secretary, Michael”

Michael put on an innocent look, “what… Me? … She came on to me, I’m blameless”

Victoria smiled thinly, “ah yes, you are blameless and Elvis Presley is the inventor of the French fry”

Michael grimaced; he had forgotten there were cameras, well….

Victoria leaned forward, “I pray you have reasonable news”

Michael started,” Saezuro is getting close to the truth, and Alfred’s section is therefore by default very close to cracking the whole operation open-“

Victoria became thoughtful, “how? There were lots of false leads and clues..How did they break through?”

Michael frowned, “it’s that Tolu of a human being”

Victoria muttered, “he’s just a Frog jare, what can he really do now? In a couple of days the plan will go ahead, we will arrive at the right moment, save everyone and leave the police force with egg on their face”

She cracked her knuckles together, “let them keep discovering, they won’t get to save the day, we will do that”

Michael was surprised, “you don’t want me to stop them?!”

Victoria shook her head, “no, we have a better plan”

Victoria leaned back rotated her seat in little semicircles as Michael stood up and stared at the rain pelting the window behind her.

“No Victoria, I have a better plan!” thought Michael as anger swirled from his toes to his head in ever increasing waves.

12.        Aspirin

Saezuro spoke,” When queen Doreena of Atlantis decreed destruction on the old and mystical city, as the city quaked and trembled to various pieces and sank into the ocean, a trusted servant of hers delivered the seven sundials to the seven watchers..—-“

Tolu interjected,” thought it happened in America? In 1777? Remember?”

Saezuro shook his head, “they are connected events, when the seven watchers took the sundials they sailed to mainland Greece and deposited them in a cave in Delphi, where they were forever lost to mankind. The Americans simply awakened an old tradition, so they have to be seven watchers, my spy was only able to count six in Calabar, and that’s including Lady Lola herself.

A feeling of dread came over Tolu, “is this trouble” the thought flew through his head like lightning…

Saezuro continued,” when the whole world goes up in flames, there needs to be seven watchers to bring it back to its axis, that’s what the ancient scrolls say, so it’s confusing. Something is off, but not to worry, I decided to follow a lead, the sword of Okomfo. We have strong clues as to who was contracted to steal it and if we apprehend the individual within the next two days, we can get what we need perhaps.

Fisayo pulled her head back from the rifle mic, she had heard enough, she rolled over to the sniper rifle, pulled up the scope and laid her crosshairs directly on Saezuro. She took a deep breath, then in the space in between that breath and the next, she squeezed the trigger.

Rotimi heard the splatter of gutter water as a drunken man fell inside one nearby, he rolled his eyes upward and caught the gleam of light, was that…was that a scope…sniper…a bee-like sound buzzed past him,…Sheeeeeet! A bullet! A sniper! We are all finished!, those thoughts raced through his head,

“WHAT THE FUCK? TOLUUU” he screamed.

A bar attendant walked past Tolu and Saezuro, a drunk man tried to tap her buttocks, she avoided him and remonstrated angrily with the man, at that moment the man stood  unsteadily to confront her, she stepped back…THWACK! She flew forward spilling the drinks on her tray like alcoholic rain all over Tolu and Saezuro. just then tolu heard his name , “WHAT THE FUCK ? TOLUUUU!!!”

He dove for the ground as more bullets struck the table splintering it and flipping it into the air, Saezuro dropped rolled far to the right , withdrew his katana and raced into the night,.

Rotimi noticed the blue kimono-ed Saezuro stream past him, he jumped up and raced after him, he called out “…the bullet came from that house, behind the container!”

Saezuro barely heard Rotimi. He was focused on the container, he leapt hands outstretched, gripped the bar hold and in one fluid motion was atop the container and racing for the rooftop of the building.

Rotimi arrived at the bottom of the container, the speed at which Saezuro had scaled it left him stunned, he reached into his back pocket and withdrew his Glock pistol, took a deep breath, jumped and started scaling the container.

Fisayo took her eyes off the binoculars, two men were racing towards her, Saezuro included, and she shook her head

“Silly elves”, she muttered.

“Now how do I do this?” she mused. She had smoke bombs and a ballistic combat knife, she really didn’t want to use the rifle at close range. Saezuro was getting close, just then her eyes spied a lone brick lying untouched in the corner of the roof, she rapidly picked it up and waited….

25 metres….20 metres..12 metres… Saezuro was practically flying towards the roof, Fisayo threw the brick to her left, it collided with a pan and sent its contents flying, Saezuro’s attention momentarily flittered to that direction.

Fisayo leapt forward, her orders where to take him alive, she landed a few feet away from Saezuro.

Saezuro switched his running lane to give himself space but Fisayo didn’t allow that. She pressed the advantage and swung a punch in his direction, he ducked…big mistake.

She went into a windmill kick and landed her right leg into his temple, he collapsed to the ground in pain, stunned for a few seconds he tried to react, and she kicked him full in the stomach winding him.

Rotimi had arrived the rooftop now and saw a hooded figure beating the crap out of Saezuro, he pointed his Glock in the figure’s direction, hands up, elbow lateral, deep breath, he let off a round.

Fisayo heard the gunshot and instinctively ducked, reached for her smoke bomb and threw it in Rotimi’s direction; she then reached down to carry Saezuro.

Saezuro spun his legs sweeping her off her feet, he adjusted and reached for his fallen katana but didn’t make it as Fisayo had recovered and swung a punch sending his face to the right sharply, he dropped down like stone.

The acrid smoke began to caress Saezuro’s nostrils, he closed his eyes slowly, and he heard Rotimi’s voice scream out, “HANDS UP!”

Saezuro rolled over gingerly and tried to sit up, the moon swayed into his consciousness, his head was pounding, he saw the hooded figure standing loose and ready, a bright metallic flash and a blade flew through the air……

“What?” Saezuro breathed out in shock, he had seen no upward movement of the figure’s hands.

Rotimi saw the first glimmer off moonlight off the blade and then stood rooted to the ground as miraculously the blade detached itself and flew into his arm. “What just happened?” he thought as the pain crept through his injured arm and numbed it.

Saezuro screamed and charged the hooded figure.

Fisayo smiled behind her hood, the ballistic knife had done its job, one down , one more to go,

“Silly elves”, she muttered as she saw the charge from Saezuro, she twisted her waist and suddenly executed a football like scissor kick catching him full in the chest, he stopped abruptly and collapsed to the roof decking and lay still out cold.

Tolu had arrived the rooftop; he called Alfred…and then raced towards the three figures on in front of him.

A long night, just got longer.

 

………….to be continued………….

 
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Posted by on August 20, 2013 in Series

 

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The Lady of the White Watch 3

Good Morning folks, I will not bore you with senrenre, but if you have not read the previous posts in The Lady of the White Watch series, I suggest you read 1 and 2. Thank you.

  1. Kiss of the pouring rain.

Tolu (Hardeyi) sat across the desk from Alfred (@alf_Redd), his head in his hands, Kenny (@kheniethomas) arms folded across her chest stared at a blow up image of wealthy socialite, Lady Lola (@_Ladygoth), the image’s long silken hair cast a shimmering dread, her set eyes harsh yet insightful at the same time stared back from the projected screen, Kenny felt a pang of fear drip into her heart. Who was this lady? What was she about?

Rotimi (@roteame) stood beside Kenny, in his strong beefy hands was a cup of coffee, no sugar, yes Lady Lola was a concern, but he was worried more about Tolu. He seemed unnecessarily distracted and Rotimi wondered, “who was this ‘Adanma’’ he kept mentioning, not one to be bothered much, Rotimi wanted this briefing to be over, they had already relayed what they had learned from “Sensei” (@saezuro), Sensei had told them the following:

…..in 1970, at the height of space exploration, a group of NASA scientists sympathetic to the cause of the watchers had created a satellite,  capable of recharging its batteries through solar means, meaning it could orbit through space forever, inside the satellite they had put a homing device, the trick in that was, once a satellite was shot from earth and got past Jupiter it was usually out of range and can’t be called back to the NASA Control room back at Fort Lauderdale, in Texas, all the satellite could do at that stage was send back pictures until it runs out of energy and becomes flotsam and jetsam  debris in space….

….but with this homing device, the satellite once in orbit will act like a normal satellite but once the receiver on earth is activated and the right codes are inputted the satellite will come alive and the receiver can control the satellite even though it’s as far as Neptune or Pluto, and bring it into any orbit of the receivers choice…”

….so the watchers kept that secret until this week, Lady Lola activated the homing device on the satellite that was named the atlantis-7 back then in 1970 by this young astronomers and as we speak it has been hurtling towards earth…but what’s dangerous about a normal satellite coming towards earth you might ask?…”

…here is the issue…there is a atomic device atop the satellite shrouded in a titanium core, which enabled it to remain unaffected all the time in space, once its within range to earth, which is in four days time, another set of codes will be inputted, activating the 40 ton atomic device aboard the satellite, the explosion is expected to be about 700 Newtons per square inch….”
The whole room had gone into silence whilst everyone pondered the meaning of the events.

Kenny spoke, “Lady Lola will be giving a speech to commemorate the new Business and Trade Center in Eko Atlantic City in four days time, her speech will be on the ‘vagaries of business and growth in the new era’, Kenny made a face at the title of the speech.

Alfred leaned back and closed his eyes, “I have spoken to my superiors, we have the warrant to arrest her, but –“

“-wait what then are we waiting for!?” yelled Rotimi.

Alfred breathed in deeply. “She has so many admirers…even within our own force, we have to make it a sting operation…if…if…”

Kenny spoke, “If word gets out that it’s her we want, the whole operation will just go tits up”

Tolu braced himself at the mention of “tits”…Adanma flashed into his consciousness again; he had been pressing his face against his hands to create a mini darkness, pressing into his eyeballs till it hurt trying to blank out the past, present and future.

He just wanted peace, the turmoil was too much, Adanma before him again, he reached out to touch her, trying to caress her loving face, and then the sharp timbre of Kenny’s voice sliced in and let in the conversation like a sliver of light into a dark room.

“Why can’t we just go and arrest her now, Alfred?” Tolu said his voice icy. “If you people are scared, I will go ahead and do it myself just me and end this once and for all”

Alfred stood up his voice shaking the room, “ok then, I guess it’s settled then. We need to get our hands on the codes so as to stop the arming of the nuclear device, we will split into two teams, one team to backup and the other to act as the sharp end of the stick”

He tapped the remote control on his desk, the projected screen flickered, “team one, Tolu, Rotimi, both of you will work with Saezuro, your job will be to find out how to get the codes from Lady Lola either by force or stealth, then the backup team will be me, Kenny and Michael, who by the way is at headquarters giving his report, so best of luck gentlemen and Lady”

With that Alfred sat down and reached for his glass of Alomo and lime, to steady his nerves.

A silence came over the room again.

  1. Preachers, giants and crooning cellphones.

Nelly screamed lines from the “airforce one’s”track in the downtown Mushin bar, bulbs hanging low from the ceiling the heavy din of noise as revellers and drunks and skin merchants briskly went about their haunts and caprices, Saezuro calmly sat, the calm in the midst of the crazy storm, his katana hidden from sight, his hands tucked into the folds of his kimono, he had drawn strange looks but everyone was drunk and just imagined they were high and weren’t seeing properly. He had a new idea on how to get the needed codes to stop the inevitable disaster that was only four days away.

He was waiting.

Fisayo (@fissyfierce) stood atop a building close by her hood pulled over her face, her face darkened with warrior paint, she had been given new orders, and she was to apprehend the man in the kimono. But he had been waiting for a while now in this bar, she wanted to see what the mission was about, she took a deep breath, her fingers around the US SOCOM M24 sniper rifle’s trigger, her body prone and unmoving, she breathed in measured gasps, the movement of air into her body hardly shaking her body at all, the rifle was stable on its stand to her right, to her left she has also erected a rifle mike, to enable her hear what the man in the kimono would be saying.

She was waiting.

 

Tolu got off the okada and strolled into the bar, walked up to Saezuro and sat down quietly, a clean glass of “shepe” was placed in front of him, and he looked at the glass in stunned bewilderment.

“shepe!!!” , he cast a withering glance on Saezuro, “of all drinks”

“The hallowed tail of the monkey, just the right drink for the tale you are about to hear” Saezuro said his eyes twinkling greatly.

“This better be very worth it”, Tolu drained the glass in one gulp, coughing and sputtering as it roasted its way down his throat.

He stared at Saezuro with eyes filled with tears.

Waiting.

Rotimi walked around the entrance keeping an eye out for trouble, dressed in corduroys and a sweater, he was inconspicuous and hardly noticeable, he battled the urge to go inside and check on Tolu…. he had to wait outside….

He hated waiting….

 

 

……………………..to be continued…………………

 
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Posted by on August 14, 2013 in Series

 

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The Lady of the White Watch 2

 

In case you missed the first part of this story, you can read it here. Enjoy

  1. White light, Gold chrome

Lady Lola (@_LadyGoth) leaned back beside the pool in her Calabar mansion, the soft sea breeze from the Atlantic caressing her long dark locks and frizzling through her white damask, in her hand was a half finished merlot, not her favourite but she had added dollops of ice cream, vanilla flavour of course and it made the stiff merlot alright.

She watched as the palm fronds danced and swayed to the wind, she closed her eyes and day dreamed peacefully.

Suddenly her nerves clanged, something was wrong. Her hand jerked up, she didn’t feel the sun on her face any more, opening her eyes as her heart beat picked up she saw Fisayo standing there, a black cloth over an object…..her smile returned again, $550 million well spent….the sword was here.

Lola reached for her white Gold iPhone, typed in a few codes and smiled, her pure white dentition on display, “your account has been credited, madam”

Fisayo nodded and walked off.

  1. Purple butterflies, sweet release.

Lady Lola stood as her retinue of servants led her towards the mansion, a trusted servant carried the sword to the vault below, as she walked into the large dining hall, all the men and women at the table stood, governors, commissioners, soldiers and the like, men and women of timbre and calibre.

She gracefully sat, the entire table followed her to sit, all eyes riveted on her resplendent beauty, her well cut chin, her ever so ebony hair, her graceful white gown, the cut and trim perfect like a lily, dining table was clothed in white and gold, the cutlery white gold, the drink chalices woven with white and gold, the ceiling overlooking the table was done with a mosaic depicting the fall of Atlantis and seven warriors around the Atlantis piece, each one holding a sundial.

Servants stood at the elbow of each participant at the dinner party, the main meal hadn’t been served yet, on the table was fresh Russian caviar accompanied with whole wheat biscuits, asparagus cream and rhubarb pies, appetizers fit for a king.

Lady Lola delicately coughed, the big room was suddenly silent, and she stood her white gown shimmering.

“Members, friends, brothers, sisters, I welcome you to the new age-“, she lifted her chalice.

“All Hail!!” screamed the gathering, a giant ripple went through the floor.

Lady Lola continued,” the world is rid with corruption, danger, suffering, murder and all sorts of villainy and vile!”

“Villany and Vile!” chorused the gathering.

Lady Lola spoke faster with gusto, “we are the Watchers, we are to right the dawn of time and its now! We shan’t fail!….we shan’t surrender!”

“We shan’t fail! Hurray! All hail!” yelled the gathering their spirits rising in unison.

“The last of the radium has been deployed and the final piece of the puzzle has been acquired, the sword of Okomfo Anokye, has arrived we shall be able to enact the great purge as desired.

A servant walked up holding a pillow, on the pillow was a white watch, it looked like a sporting watch, Lady Lola held it up for all to see.

“…in this timepiece lies the control codes for the “Sword of the Timkeepers”

A huge gargantuan cheer went up from the gathering.

“And we shall be saved from its strike with the sword of Okomfo Anokye!”

The table was ecstatic as the main course of roast peacock and all sorts of delicacies came in.

Lady Lola sat back in satisfaction.

  1. Mein Hertz Brennt (“My Heart Burns”)

As the dinner went on with song and pomp, a young man stepped out, put his Audi on and sped off in the direction of the airport.

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Tolu stared out the window, Adanma’s soft smile on his mind, her smile was competing with the number seven, what did it all stand for? , what did these people want to destroy and how powerful were they anyway? There had been no retaliation of ripple effect from the people he had stopped earlier! Were does people not as important as he imagined? Was it all a smoke screen?

Adanma’s face appeared again, then her full body as she beckoned him towards the swimming pool, a part of his brain warned, “Adanma, don’t go it’s too dangerous!” , another part of his brain wondered, “what can be so dangerous in a swimming pool? Allow her swim joor….allow her swim joor….ALLOW HER SWIM JOOR!”

Tolu screamed, “Ok…ok she can swim!”

Rotimi looked back in shock, Michael stared at Tolu through the rear-view mirror, “Let who swim, Tolu?

Tolu turned his attention towards them, his eyes slowly focusing, “huh?”

Rotimi shook his head, “Tolu, hope you are alright?”

Michael, “this is our stop guys, please remember to take off, your shoes, and observe proper decorum, Mr. Saezuro Sama, is a man of inerrant discipline!”

They closed the car door and moved towards the cottage on the outskirts of Magodo.

  1. “Dance little eel, fly Green goose”

Sammy-kun (@saezuro) a.k.a Saezuro-sama, sat crossed leg on the mat, his hair done up in the Edo style most Samurais and Yakuza members preferred, beside him lay a perfectly forged katana, the magnum opus of sword master, Rozhi shi Agamoto, this particular blade was forged in 1780, it had served twenty Shoguns and two emperors, before coming into the hands of Saezuro-sama after he save the life of a Japanese princess whilst on a mission in Japan.

Tolu sat “criss-cross applesauce” on the mat in front of Saezuro-sama, he spoke.” We come to find answers and make sense of our deepest issues”. Tolu winced, this was what Michael had told him to say, and it sounded too obtuse.

Saezuro-sama scrolled through his iPad, “cognition is an infringement on the neuronic, a placebo to the cerebral”

Rotimi nodded, “the existence of the seven is to dangerous, they have to be abolished”

Saezuro-Sama, closed his eyes, “the brighter the colour of solitude, the darker the denizen of “le Coeur” become”

Michael muttered, “That’s exactly why we are here, sensei”

Saezuro-Sama stood up slowly and pointed towards the door, in came skinny figure, he handed a paper to Saezuro-Sama and bowed, “the watchers have activated the ‘sword of the timekeepers’, sensei”

The Lady of the White watch, Lady Lola, held the control codes in her hands last night and activated them, they now possess the protective sword from Ghana, within seven days, and the device will be airborne over Nigeria and will ignite leading to ….”

“….catastrophe!” muttered Saezuro-Sama gleefully.

Rotimi wiped his brow, Michael took notes rapidly, Tolu stared at the katana, his vision blurred as “dead in the water” shattered into his consciousness and back out again, the visions blurred and then cleared, he was holding Adanma’s hands, caressing them softly, and he pulled her close, to kiss her…..”dead in the water” crooned Ellie Goulding again, as Adamna became cold and frigid to the touch….”Adanma”…

                                           ……………………… to be continued………………………….

 
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Posted by on July 30, 2013 in Series

 

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The Lady of the White Watch 1

HEY!!!! *dust cobwebs*, it has been a while since I posted anything. I have just had so many things to do. Well, straight to the matter, today’s post was written by a very good friend of mine @CrimsonCr33d. His name is Chidi, and he blogs here

  1. Twisted candles

Tolu (@Hardeyi) swung his car hard to the right avoiding an onrushing trailer; he quickly grabbed the steering and steadied the car left as the tyres skidded for a second before heading in the new direction, the rain pelted down violently, the fog on the windscreen was making visibility very difficult, the blaring horns of stunned motorists filled his eardrums.

Tolu was a mad dog on the chase, he drove his car at an insane pace of 160 kph, going backwards on the wrong lane, the car he was chasing turned right on Adeola Odeku, tolu climbed the road divider lifting half the weight of his car off the road, his speed increased drastically to 200 kph, his eyes never left the rear fender of the runaway car, his phone began to ring, “dead in the water by Ellie Goulding” shattered into his consciousness. He ignored it, focused only on the rear fender… only the rear fender!

The blue Peugeot he was chasing went down Ajose Adeogun and headed towards the third mainland bridge, it was a Tuesday night, rainy and dark, tolu knew they’d never escape, he kept at it, the traffic cleared, he began to gain on his quarry, …..15 metres…5 metres…BANG!

Tolu slammed into the rear fender of the Peugeot , the car swayed dangereously, tolu felt his blood rush, he couldn’t see, red rage, the windscreen fog , the moving wipers, the rain all melted into a “Salvador dali-esque” miasma.

But his hearing was acute, he heard the BANG! Again, he heard ellie goulding again, “dead in the water” she crooned, then it all moved out of bullet time and gave way to real life, the car spun, the sky replaced the earth and the earth replaced the sky, heaven replaced earth and earth replaced heaven, the car ceiling replaced the car floor……over and over …over and over!

CRASSSSSSSH!……..

Then the world was very still………..heaven was heaven and earth was earth…..tolu reached for the seat belt release button, the seat belt came off with a click and whirl of grey fibre…..

“miracles for the brave”,  Tolu muttered.

Tolu kicked the door open, he stepped out, the cold wind whipped, hard rain pellets onto his face, his hard face, contorted in focus and red rage, he walked over to the blue Peugeot, by now it was a twisted mass of wreckage leaking fuel into the wet asphalt, four or five people had gathered, to watch the goings on…..

“Oga, are you okay?”

“Is he alive? Are they alive?”

“wetin happen?”

“You see that accident, the car come somersault….”

Tolu heard them clearly, then everything faded into the background, police sirens in the background, muffled voices in the background, the sweet voice of Ellie Goulding in the background, the soft patter of fuel leaking onto the asphalt……..the cleary tingly voice of adanma in the foreground…..the clear tingly voice of adanma in the foreground….

  1. Broken Porcelain, Singing Ibis

The wail of the sirens broke in viciously, slashing Tolu’s reverie into a million shards, the Victoria Island Police Command Rapid Response squad had arrived.

Rotimi (@Roteame) walked over holding an umbrella stencilled with the logo of the Victoria police command, he walked over to his partner, stood over him with the umbrella and surveyed the Peugeot wreckage as the forensics team started their work.

“Tolu, i called…..the Command wanted you to stand down and abort the chase, these men are small fish, and your chase just let the whole organization  know we are onto them, the plan was for these men to run and lead us to the organization’s  hideouts or safe houses…..see that helicopter up there…”

Tolu looked upwards, a large Bell helicopter cast its searchlights across the foot of the bridge and into the Atlantic Ocean and into the dark wet night again, in a macabre dance-like pattern.

“…that helicopter was supposed to follow and bring this case to fruition!”

Tolu spun around eyes flashing in red rage, “I RISKED MY LIFE OUT THERE! THOSE FUCKED UP, PUSSY SWAMPED BASTARDS UP AT COMMAND THINK YOUR PAPER PUSHING AND STUPID POLTICKING WILL STOP THESE CRIMINALS!!!!”

Rotimi stood back, Tolu’s rage was well put, but hard to diffuse. No point arguing.

“they are all dead Tolu!” , Rotimi said, he spread his hands in a wide gesture towards tolu’s damaged car,” yours is a write-off as well.”

As they drove back to the command , Rotimi turned a lazy eye towards tolu, “something stinks about this case, it’s too convoluted, i mean what the men in the Peugeot carried were just watches…..what’s so special about watches?”

Tolu closed his eyes and muttered,” Radium”.

Rotimi started, swaying the car a bit, “what are they using radium for?”, Tolu breathed slowly trying to fade the anger, “do you have a stick or something hereabouts?”

Rotimi shook his head, “in the pigeon hole, take a puff if you like, the boss is gonna have your head for this, totally ruined a cool operation”

“Totally ruined a cool operation”….the words faded into the foreground of tolu’s mind, the first puff of  the cigarette drove them back into the background.

 

  1. Tigers waiting to be tamed

Alfred (@Alf_redd) stood by his office desk, he was supposed to go home and watch arsenal get trashed by Barcelona on the telly, but here he was having to wait to understand why tolu had to destroy a perfectly planned operation!.

Kenny(@khenieThomas),  head detective, sat in the visitors chair, legs crossed, hands steepled waiting for Tolu as well, she kind of found him attractive, but that was where it ended….nothing more, he was super annoying in the rest. She was mean to be at home eating bananas and Coldstone ice-cream, but here she was waiting for Tolu.

Michael (@m4mikael) from the department of police affairs, here to checkmate the excesses of the police, should have been at the bar chilling with mates, laughing at arsenal getting beat but…..but here he was waiting for this Tolu character.

Just then the door swung open and in strode Tolu, his eyes as set and cold as stone…he stood in the center of the room as everyone turned around slowly to regard him, one by one every eye shot him a dagger, tolu felt like saint Sebastian on a stake.

“What type of madness is this Tolu?” yelled Alfred, his six foot frame towering above the desk, as he stood ramrod straight, he pounded his fist on the desk, rending the still air with an almighty bang.

Kenny stiffened momentarily as the sound dissipated, she leaned forward and spoke softly,” intelligence reports countermanded your initial orders, Tolu, and you should have heard on the radio, we broadcasted the stand down order to all channels”

Michael hastily took notes into a little black book, pushing his glasses up now and then, he paused and stared fish-eyed at Tolu.

“the criminals had watches with luminous dials….”, interjected Tolu…had to stop them.

Michael spoke up, “….and we are to be wary of luminous dials because?”

Rotimi yelled from the door,” Because of radium…they use radium to make luminous watch hands and dials as well, the organization we suspect is the White watch band, they say they hold the key to the existence of time, they claim the world will have to be ruled by the ‘timekeepers’, so they wait in hibernation waiting for the right ‘time’ for the release of the timekeepers and right the clock of the world.”

Alfred contorted his face in confusion, “Officer that’s just absolutely crazy, such a thing cant exist, whats the correlation with that theory, myth or whatever with the whole operation?”

“Seven little numbers…..seven numbers”, chimed Tolu, he continued:

“The number seven features heavily in our universe, the world both spiritually and naturally, seven days to create the world, seven months for Noah’s flood to abate, the seven continents, the seven seas, seven days of the week, seven deadly sins, seven notes in the musical scale, seven major metals, seven phases of the moon, seven divisions of the brain, seven functions of the nervous system, seven compartments of the heart, seven major body organs,….i could go on and on-“

Alfred interrupted,” yes…yes…we all did geography and Sunday school, but how does that come in?”

Rotimi looked left and right, wiped his brow and spoke, “in the year 1777 a turbulent year in the Americas, the American revolution was in its heat, as George Washington swept through America wiping out the British anywhere he went, a group of Americans felt the world was coming to an end or on the verge of a violent shake-up and the year with the most ‘7’s was most likely to be the year to herald it, they formed the society of the watchers, they would stand guard and prevent the world from going of its axis as it were as this changed happened….but a certain leader of theirs said, their order needed seven timekeepers and one who will be the adorned watcher….they checked the annals and records of the ancients and the person and place was meant to be on the continent of darkest virtue….

Tolu joined in,”…which they readily claimed was Africa, and further to their beliefs Africa has a ‘7’ shape, and the heart of the ‘seven’ is in its crook which incidentally puts their centre of operations in ….”

“NIGERIA” screamed Kenny as Goosebumps covered her entire body.

Alfred sat down heavily, “this all sounds fascinating, but how does this all join?, we have had thefts of important watches world-wide, and INTERPOL has traced everything to Nigeria, we are under serious pressure, that’s why i wanted to find out the centre of operations of whomever is behind all this and put an end to all this!”

Michael whistled,” this is crazy”,

Kenny, her eyes as large as egusi balls, “and very very disturbing!”

Rotimi rubbed a tired hand across his forehead, “it’s the radium that i don’t get…”

Tolu smiled, “radium is radioactive”.

Alfred whistled slowly,” whaaat! They are planning to blow something up…..”

Tolu grimaced that’s what I wanted to find out from those men, i was chasing!”

Rotimi frowned slightly, Kenny leaned back in her chair, the weight of the whole information pushing her back, Alfred slowly reached into his office cooler and produced a bottle of chilled alomo poured it into a glass added a dash of carrot juice, closed his eyes and thought deeply.

Tolu saluted and walked out, Rotimi close behind, Michael had a grin on his face, he called Alfred and Kenny together, “ I have a grand plan”.

 

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4. The rubble or our sins?

Fisayo (@Fissyfierce) jumped out of the helicopter and into the skyline of Kumasi, Ghana, she could hear the wind whipping past her face at great speed, she had the altimeter in front of her, the needle read 1,000 feet above sea level, she pulled on her parachute plug, the silken sound of the ropes grazing on her back, the silk expand suddenly in the air, the sudden heavy jerk backwards…a smile played on her lips behind the HUD mask, she followed the directions in the HUD mask, the Heads-up display (HUD) mask was equipped with flight data and information on the mission, she followed the bright green lines, they led her to the Kumasi centre she was after the Okomfo Anokye sword, Okomfo Anokye was the ‘Merlin’ of Africa, the merlin of the Ashanti kingdom, he had buried his sword to the hilt to show the strength of the Ashanti kingdom hundreds of years ago.

As Fisayo’s feet drew ever closer to the ceiling of the museum roof, she remembered the legend of the sword and a slight shiver went through her spine, she cared not for fables and myths but the person on the phone had sounded very ominous and quite desperate to get this particular piece of metal work. The money they were paying her was stupendous as well. For the first time in her career, she had almost bargained the price down! Such was the extent of the payment proposed.

Now on the roof she hastily took off the harness, working quickly she leaned over the roof buttress and swung feet first through a window, landed inside the upper parapet, a stunned guard stared rooted to the ground as Fisayo sprayed him with mace, before he could sputter, she rammed her palm against his larynx, swung her feet sweeping him up in the air, catching him with her thigh, a swift kick to the solar plexus and he lay in a heap, she raced across the parapet, swung into the main hall, she put the HUD mask on, the floor was crisscrossed with laser lights, there was no time to  do the weird ballet to cross without tripping any of the laser alarms. Besides the contractor, the strange voice on the phone, said she had to make the heist noisy.

Fisayo leaned back and jumped landing smack in the centre, ran superbly to the sword, the alarms yelled like justin timberlake on speed. Guards poured in like ants, screaming and hollering, but Fisayo was prepared, her suit had a small jetpack.

She grabbed the sword as bullets whizzed by, ignited the jet pack smashed through the windows streamed past the parapet into the Kumasi sky, she touched a nob on the HUD and the coordinates of the helicopter came on, automatically the jet pack’s homing system led her to wards the helicopter.

Work done.

$550 million in the kitty.

 

************************************** To Be Continued**********************************************

 
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Posted by on July 29, 2013 in Series

 

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The Arktos Project 2

Good day folks. People have been asking if The Arktos Project is fiction. Truth is, it is not fiction. However, some names have been changed but the events described are real.

The Story So Far… Dika was narrating his escapade off Twitter to his friend Chidi. Dika had met a girl on his friend’s TL and had named her Arktos. Though he didn’t have feelings for Arktos at first and he was just trying to use her to get another girl (who will be mentioned in this part) . Find out how it all plays out below…..

If you do not want the synopsis given above you can read the enite work at The Arktos Project

Dika took another sip at the wine, “as Arktos got closer to me I began to put my plan in action bit by bit, firstly Arktos taught me attention was the way to hold a woman’s interest in you, so I began to flood the other babe I was chasing with endless attention, I would engage her in endless overflowing convos, I would DM her like they created DM’s for just her and I, I even would call her just to say, ‘hi, you are on my mind, goodbye!’…”

I interrupted,” what’s this other girl’s name? The one you were doing this experiment for, the one who had 90% of your heart, Do I know her?”

Dika’s smile was tense, ” you know her, her name is swahili in origin, let’s call her ‘Dawn’ for the purpose of this tale”

I raised my left eyebrow, “oh..ok..Dawn it is!, please go on”

Dika smiled,” Chidi, keep in mind that Arktos wasn’t my main goal or target, I was just using her to get Dawn, Dawn was my main goal at this point!”
I nodded, ” I get you so far…please continue”

“As you can imagine”, Dika continued, “Arktos began to notice the sudden increase in Twitter activity towards ‘Dawn’, let me put it in perspective Chidi, if I tweeted 5 times at Arktos, I tweeted 50 times at Dawn, no jokes!”

I opened my eyes in shock.

“As expected my runz with Dawn took on a new life of its own, we became closer than ever and I was excited, my experiment was bearing fruit!”

I sipped wine and nodded knowingly, “sweet sweet…sounds like you were on cloud nine”

Dika chugged down his glass and re-filled his glass with trembling hands, at that moment I felt a cold breeze tickle past my earlobe.

Dika sipped and spoke, “yea…cloud nine that was for a moment, and then the bubble blew apart”

I smiled ruefully, “how did that happen, casanova?” I chuckled gleefully.

Dika shook his head in disdain, “Arktos noticed and then one day she called me up, she sounded her normally cheerful self, her voice full of that sweet bird-like lilt, ‘Dika she asked, is there anyone else you are in love with?’

“Of course, I said ‘no’, I told Arktos that she was the only one I loved or had any romantic interest in, then her voice dropped an octave, she asked, ‘who is Dawn?’.

“Oh boy!!” I exclaimed in surprise.

“I was stunned into a three second pause, which was all the evidence she needed, Arktos’s voice became an ominous, throaty whisper filled with cold rage, ‘who is Dawn?’ She asked again, I cracked told her Dawn was just a close friend of a friend I was following on Twitter. Arktos said she believed me, but Chidi that was the beginning of hades”

I sat forward in the chair, my hands gripping the glass, half-filled with wine, my eyes locked on Dika’s rheumy eyes, and a nagging cold chill ran up my spine and lingered at the base of my neck.

“In a desperate attempt to keep the profitable experiment alive, I began to shower attention back on Arktos, I would call her everyday, she would use my credit to talk to those around her, she would ignore any of my calls she deemed unimportant. Twitter was a mess, she would only reply 2 out of 37 tweets and it was always with a smiley or a non-commital ‘yep’ . ”

Dika sat back, he looked weary, the memories piling on the anvil on his chest.

“Of course , Dawn’s runz began to suffer again, she must have begun to feel like I was an opportunistic fickle loafer!”

I stared at Dika, disgust rising like yeast in my chest.

“Then Arktos began to ‘set p’ with numerous other guys-”

I halted him and screamed incredulously, “how the blazes would you know that? How? You were stalking?”

Dika fixed his eyes on me, “no she told me-”

I yelled, “Dude?!”

“Just listen will ya Chidi!” Dika’s voice was trembling and he placed the glass on the table he was shaking so badly, the chill in the room began to raise goosebumps allover me.

I silenty regarded Dika, my eyes fiery coals.

“She would call me and tell me about guys she liked on her TL and who and who she was setting ‘p’ with and who and who she wanted to sleep with, keep in mind Chidi, she was a ‘well-tended flowerbed’-”

“THA FUCK? A VIRGIN!” my eyes were as large as Gorilla balls.

“Yea” sighed Dika, “I began to get twisted, I tried my best to get back into her heart, and I even began to give her sexual tips, which she could use to make others guys ‘happy'”

Dika began to scratch at his eyes and they moistened over rapidly and his voice became scratchy.

I scrunched up my nose in derision, “Don’t just start to cry now, you moist piece of Agege bread!”

Who tha fuck was this dude sitted across from me? And I went about telling peeps I knew this guy? , these thoughts sped through my brain.

“Then Arktos became attached to one particular guy, for the sake of this tale, I’ll call him ‘Keats’. Arktos told me I was now in her friendzone, these were her exact words. ‘Dika, I am not friend zoning you or anything; I just want to be your best friend and confidante”

“Best friend? Confidante? Keats?” my brows went up again.

“Yea Keats, he was a poet, that’s why I call him that, so Arktos fell for Keats and began to visit him and get closer to him”

“Arktos stopped calling me , I began to suffer ‘frustration attraction’, my calls increased drastically, I was calling at least thrice everyday plus midnight calls, I was desperate, she bombarded me with more info about ‘Keats’ especially and if Keats was quarreling with her some new soppish idiot would be my rival”

I nodded, “uh huh”

“Then one day I called Arktos and once we got past pleasantries, she told me she had given fellatio to Keats….” , Dika reached for the wine and drained half the glass in one swallow.

I slowly reinforced, “so she gave Keats ‘head’? So what happened? Apart from spit on dick I mean. “, I smiled gleefully at my dirty wit.

Dika just stared straight ahead, “…a part of me just died as I heard her narrate that tale in excitement, I just felt betrayed, and I felt defeated all my hard work wasn’t paying off-”

I interjected, “dude, bro you were crowding her out no? Too much bleeding attention!”

Dika drained the remainder of the wine and poured himself another glass, of course my carpet unwittingly drank its share, I reached for the pillows on the couch behind me and snuggled up in them, the room was getting perceptibly colder.

Dika winced, ” whatever , I began to reduce my calls towards her and she barely noticed or cared as deeply as she used to, I began to react, I started taking designer drugs to cope and sleeping pills to sleep,-”

I leaned forward in worry, ” Dika? Designer pills? You spent loads of cash on that?”

“You see Chidi, the drugs numbed me somewhat, I began to forget her and I could go days on end without feeling the urge to call her, I just laid off everything”

“What the heck happened to Dawn? I asked.

“I became numb towards her as well, well she didn’t get a boyfriend so I always knew she was available but I figured, if I hadn’t yet conquered Arktos, how could I fully attempt Dawn?”

He continued, “well after three weeks of incommunicado between Arktos and I, she suddenly called-”

“Well hurray!” I commented drily.

Dika’s eyes misted over, “it..she…she..Arktos called and she sounded relieved to hear my voice, she started small talk and I happily obliged, but I noticed she was distraught, her voice was laden with pain, then she paused and went, ‘Do you love me , Dika?’ , I meant it with all my heart, when I replied ‘yes’ , Arktos then asked, ‘would you love me if I slept with someone else?’ , my heart began to beat faster , in my head I cried ‘NO NO NO’, but I said I would warn her against it.”

“…then Arktos said, ‘Would you love me if I had already slept with someone else?’ the room began spinning, I held the wall and all I could say was,’errr…errrrm’ ….”

“Then Arktos screamed, ‘HOW CAN YOU SAY YOU LOVE ME WHEN YOUR LOVE IS CONDITIONAL? , she was silent then she said quietly, almost in a whisper, ‘I slept with Keats’, we spoke for a while longer, when the call was over, I collapsed in a heap and couldn’t force tears out of my eyes, it was all dry hacking sobs”

I jumped in, “Wait! Why did you care this deeply? You said she was an experiment??”

Dika smiled ruefully, “I fell for her hard!, I lost sight of my experiment, I just wanted Arktos to love me, that was all I wanted, also I honoured the fact that she was a virgin I wanted her to decide I would be the one to take it, I wanted to be like a custodian of her hym-”

I raised a finger and shouted, “DU-fucking-UDE! Just stop there…ok”

Dika stunned by my volemity, paused and then took a swig at the wine glass. At this point my body was shivering and my teeth where borderline chattering. The room was so cold.

Dika spoke,”after sleeping with Arktos, Keats lost interest in her and moved on to the next conquest, he gave her poetic justice though, he blogged about his conquest of her, that made her panicky and worried.”

“…Arktos drew closer to me as she noticed Keats ebb away, but I tell you Chidi, I was done with being a shoulder to cry on, I mean I had done it once before, look where it led me, so I ignored her and focused my attention on other conquests and Dawn as well!”

I grabbed the pillows tighter and drank the wine fast, so as to build a little heat, the tips of my nose, toes and fingers were getting numb from the increasing cold in the room.

“Well this lasted for 3 months, most of the pain had faded, and I was healing emotionally, but not in a confident enough place to go after Dawn”

I leaned back and spoke,” it amazes me that Dawn still stayed single all this while!”

Dika shook his head lethargically, “Arktos reached out to me after the 3 months hiatus, we stoked the embers of our love for each other and we dated in principle, but irreconcilable differences and continuous disagreements doomed the franchise and we finally broke up in a spectacular final fight and we don’t speak again”

I exhaled, I noticed mist coming out of my mouth, I shuddered, was this Siberia!?

“Dika”, I exclaimed, “so I have listened to this long story, can I now know who Arktos is?”

I leaned forward, Dika said, “do you like Latin, it conveys a certain peace and holiness with it, don’t you feel so?

I gave him a look that would melt lead, “What? No! The fucks wrong with you, heel? , I screamed my frustration simmering.

Dika regarded me with rage in his cold eyes, “Arktos is called ‘beautiful’ in that Holy dead language called Latin”

My mouth opened in shock. , mist pouring forth, my teeth trying to chatter as the freeze made me shiver endlessly.

* * *
4 am
There were two wine glasses on the parlour table, one was full and the other was half empty, I looked at the wine bottle, I had drunk enough for two people, the carpet was stained horridly with wine, as I gingerly stood up, I wondered who the second glass was for.

THE END

 
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Posted by on January 17, 2013 in Series

 

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The Arktos Project

Good Morning folks. It is another Monday. I am sure you are safe and sound wherever you need to be. Today’s post is by a very good friend of mine. He is @CrimsonCr33d. He blogs here It feels like my friends are trying to take over my blog. LOL.

Friday the 24th, 9:00 P.M

I sat down and placed the Red wine on the small parlour table in my two bedroom apartment, my mate Dika sat in the chair opposite, his 5’12 frame care freely slumped in my chair, his dark brown eyes sparkling and taking in every detail, a mischievous smirk on his face, probably hatching some atrocious agenda.

Dika was the typical Covenant University spoilt kid, the kind of motherfucker whose parents could do everything for him and he knew it , accepted it and embraced it completely, the kind of kid that had travelled half round the world, graduated with a 2:1 in economics, would soon do a Masters degree in some obscure stupid course on quantitative mechanics in I.T, come back home to work in a bank, get promoted super-fast because his father is the head of some banking regulatory body, then move into politics and further fuck up the economy.

Yeah he was that kind of kid…

Dika popped the cork on the wine, the froth poured out and some of it stained my carpet and others miraculously found their way into his glass.

“So how was work today, Chidi?”

I shook my head slightly, look at this butty kid. Probably sat on his bed gaming FIFA whilst a servant poured all his drinks, and he sat here forming I can take care of myself, can’t pour a simple drink without drowning my carpet.

“It was fine abeg, how your side na?” I replied.

Dika smiled and held his hand forward, the wine swishing dangerously in the glass, “it was cool jare, and this fine assed auditor came to my office-”

I cut him off, “you dey scope auditor?? Why? You dey mad? Wetin do that your babe na? The one you told me about some while back!”

“8 months back you mean!”

I paused confused, “errm….okay! What happened?”

“It was Twitter oh, na there everything start!”

“Okay”, I nodded my head, encouraging him,” go on”

“You sabi that our classmate Tolu Smallz na!..The one wey him handle be @Hardeyi”

“Uhumm….I sabi am, na my guy na!”

Dika leaned back a faraway look in his eye, “one day I was at home tweeting, as usual bugging everybody and ranting, normal stuff”

He took a swig of wine.

“So now as usual, wanting some fun, I strolled into Tolu’s TL, as expected he was yarning one chick like that”

“Okay as usual, normal thing, so what did you do?”

“I jumped into the convo with one strange comment like that, can’t remember exactly what I said”.

Tolu replied with ‘you are mad o’ and the babe was like ‘you are incredibly funny’, so I followed and she followed back. Normal stuff, no biggie.”

I poured myself a bit of the wine, this was getting interesting.

Dika continued, “I didn’t know that I had just added a crazy babe to my list, my whole world was just about to change.”

I smiled.

Dika leaned forward, ” so I started little convos with the babe, didn’t even know her name sef, I just referred to her by her handle, but I was able to find out, she was a rock fan, as is my style na, I began to work on that, tagging her to lyrics talking rock and stuff, making funny comments on 40% of her tweets…

…The babe started warming up to me, started replying tweets with increasing speed and word counts…..

“Chidi you remember that my girlfriend then, Grace…

“Yea.The tomboy…the violent weirdo”, I nodded

“Yes that one. We had just broken up so I was tweeting about my heart break, this babe raced onto all my heartbreak tweets with comments like;
‘Eyaaah, sorry boo, awww, who will do this to a nice guy like you na’ and all sorts of such comments”

I swallowed hard, “Dika, she did all this and you didn’t know her name yet?” I raised my eyebrow.

Dika still had that faraway look in his eye, “yes exactly, so I needed to confirm how deep this attachment was getting, I began to form very grateful for the comments and care, and still she gave me no name”

“So right there on the TL I asked her what her name was, she DM’ed me her name”

“Seriously, she did that?” I interjected, “and her name is?”

Dika smiled, “let’s not call her name out eh, let’s preserve that anonymity, those who know her will know her”

“Come on!” I urged, “at least her effing handle bro?”

“No No”, insisted Dika.

I quickly looked at the quantity of wine still in his glass, was he drunk?

“Anyways”, Dika continued, “I gave her a sweet little nickname, ’cause I reasoned, if she had to DM her name, then it held some weird meaning to her, so in a way I was killing two birds with one stone, softening her heart with a nickname and covering her anonymity as well”

Dika sipped at the wine, “so now next thing I know she gives me a nickname right back,-”

I jumped in again, “what did she call you?”

Dika smiled ruefully, “teddy…she called me teddy”

I burst out laughing, “awww so sweet! You faggot!” I shook my head disdainfully. “So go on , Teddy!” I teased.

Dika smiled his eyes moisting over, “we flirted a lot, especially on twitter, it was straight forward no holds barred flirting, we would say anything and everything to each other..”

“Uhumm”, I nodded

“People began to get jealous, even Tolu noticed our growing attachment-”

I butted in,” and how do you think it made him feel?”

Dika stared me straight in the eye, ” How else would he feel?!”

I backed off, “ok go on, I am all ears”

“Three months passed this way, but to me she was just something to pass the time, and she had a boyfriend and I had and still do, that special female friend who had 90% of my heart”

“So it was a win-win situation”, I offered.

“Exactly”, Dika sipped more wine, smacked his lips and relaxed into the chair, then continued,
“Everything changed when her boyfriend didn’t love her anymore-”

“How did you know this?” I interrupted.

“I knew ’cause she told me, her tweets began to get real real moist, you know like she was having an over-flooding of Oestrogen into her brain”

I burst out laughing.

“And her tweets began to have this weird defeatist quality, so as the ‘shark’ I was then, I smelled break-up blood so I decided to attack…”

I jumped in,” oh yeah I remember your handle had shark something in it then…”, I laughed, “dika you irreverent bastard!” , I shook my head.

Dika kept talking, “I began to probe deeper and she told me all about her issues, so after much deliberation and what not I got her phone number”

I coughed and beat at my chest. Dika shook his head and continued talking.

“So when we started talking on the phone, she began to tell me all about how her boyfriend was beginning to ignore her and all that…all-”

I halted him, “her boyfriend was cheating?”

“No”, he softly said, “it sounded like her boyfriend just up and wanted to leave her”

“Anything she did?” I asked.

“Well, I heard only her part of the story so, I can’t say, ’cause as you guess she won’t exactly say she’s at fault to a new friend she’s trying to impress now will she?”

‘Okay”

“So as the ‘friend’ that I was I offered my consoling services, she would tell me about her issues and demons and I’d do my best to exorcise them.

…So eventually she grew tired of being ignored and then began to slowly lose her love for him and of course I was there the whole time, guiding her to freedom”

Dika continued,” as time went on, she began to get attached to me, it started first with the frequency of the talks, they began to be every day, she started laughing at the meaningless and inane of my jokes and statements, she began to demand more of my time and attention and then the ultimate, she began to stalk my TL.”

I interjected, “weren’t you stalking her TL too?”
Dika shook his head firmly. ” At all, there was no need, to be honest her growing interest in me was beginning to frustrate me, you see all the avi’s she posted of herself weren’t fine at all, she’s not ugly oh, it is just that she’s not the kind of babe I’d see on the road and approach, you get?”

I frowned in confusion, “err…well maybe I do, but speak on”

“So she began to tell me her deepest secrets, she began to tell me those of my friends who were toasting her seriously…”

“Hmmmm…That’s one way to know if I girl’s tripping for you na”, I replied.

“Well, one of them was that your friend the one who is always cool and collected in that your blog movie, for the basis of this tale, I’ll call him the ‘sheikh’!”

My mouth flew open, “what? For real?”

“Well that’s what she told me, and oh yeah, that your guy, that friend of yours you were always playing FIFA with in final year, the one who gave you gossip girls season one!”

I laughed happily, “oh yeah!! Him too? He’s a sure boy na!”

“But in all these things, I didn’t love her, I was basically tolerating her, then things began to get hairy with the babe I was chasing then, so an idea came into my crazy head”

“What was the idea?” I leaned forward.

Dika finished his glass and with shaking hands he poured himself some more wine, sloshing some on the desk and carpet again.

“I felt I was making some mistakes in my quest for the other girl, so I decided to use this girl as an experiment, and since she called me teddy, I decided to call her Arktos. Arktos is the Greek word for ‘bear.”

“Uh huh”, I nodded my head in wonder, “and she accepted this weird nickname?”

Dika snorted, “Nope she didn’t even know she had it, it was basically so I could easily sub her on twitter without being caught out”

Dika continued, “So one day as I and Arktos talked as usual, I kicked off my experiment, I told her I loved her.

I nearly fell off my seat in shock, “what??”

Dika smiled, “yeah…”.

“What happened? What did she say?” I asked barely able to hold back my curiosity.

“Nothing…there was like a two minute silence, then she laughed and said it was impossible that we were just friends and she seamlessly changed the topic.”

“Ok..she was playing hard to get?”, I proferred

“Arktos wasn’t playing anything, but I began to notice subtle differences in our following convos, she became more emotional towards me, she told me all about her family, she told me more about the guys who were chasing her..-”

I junped in again, “what did ‘Arktos’ say about my guys? …sorry ‘our guys’?”

“Concerning ‘sheikh’ she said her ex was talking funny about him, so I said her ex was jealous, so she angrily said she will ‘set p’ with sheikh so as to piss him off further” , Dika shrugged.

“Hian!” I exclaimed, “so did it work out?”

Dika sighed, “I doubt though,

“Concerning our Gossip Girl/FIFA boy, he was in her head, she liked him to an extent but complained that he wasn’t giving her issues more attention than his own issues, and when he got a girlfriend, I could sense her jealousy but she picked one fight too many with him and the last I know they don’t talk anymore”.

Dika continued, ” so funny thing is, I DM’ed FIFA/Gossip Girl dude and told him how I was runzing two girls at once, he laughed and told me not to let them catch me, most handy advice ever”

“Hmmm…So what happened next”, I asked.

………………… To Be Continued………………………..

 
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