A New Creation episode 7
A New Creation
Chapter 7A
Denril Crescent is known for it’s peace and serenity owing to the fact that most cult members didn’t really frequent the neighbourhood, it served as home to the fragile and cowards, densely populated by females, the female were regarded to as the fragile while the few males staying around there are generally regarded as cowards. Reverse was the peace and tranquillity case on that particular day when a gunshot was heard in broad daylight, after the gunshot some of them that had enough courage managed to peep through their windows and saw a white bus filled with armed men who were obviously cult members, things got worse when they saw the arrival of some guys in their greet jacket and green beret, at that moment they knew trouble has fallen upon their neighbourhood.
Host’s eyes was bloodshot, his heartbeat could be heard loudly in the quiet house. He stared at her face once more and k-ssed her on the for the last time before he dropped her body. He saw a paper on the table, it contained the White Tigers signature, the signature was drawn with her blood as the ink. He picked up the paper and turned it to the back, he began to scribble something on it.
The door flung opened but he didn’t take his gaze and concentration away from what he was scribbling, maybe he was sure that it was his boys that barged in or he just honestly didn’t mind or care anymore, he just lost the moon of his life, the only lady that has managed to keep him sane, the only lady that set boundaries for him, his only hope, his Adesuwa.
‘Why Olanrewaju, why?’ he wrote at the back of the paper.
“Bossman, what happened here” Slimmy asked in order to announce their arrival. Host still didn’t turn to face them, instead he squeezed the paper he was writing on and threw it to Slimmy, Slimmy bent down to pick it up and then read the contents after unfolding it, he first read what Host wrote on it before flipping to the other side ‘The white tigers’ he said barely audibly but audible enough for everyone in the room to hear. Slimmy looked round and read the expression on Gentle and Kong’s faces, he could barely make a note out of what they were feeling in,side of them, because he was the only one that knew Adesuwa as Host’s girlfriend, he was the only one that Host told about his relationsh¡p with Adesuwa so he could relate to why Gentle and Kong didn’t understand what was going on, he alone knew the kind of anger and pain Host was feeling in,side of him.
‘Bull’s eye’ Host said after a long period of silence, they all adjusted after hearing Host’s voice. ‘They struck me where it hurt the most, I must give that to them’ He continued with a smile and a much calmer voice and then kept quiet again ‘ Adesuwa’ he roared as he stood up to face them, fear gripped all of them when they saw the anger in his eyes, never before have they seen him that angry.
‘Let the angel’s in heaven keep the gates opened because many more are going to die along with my Adesuwa’ he roared out again in a thunderstorm voice and then snatched away the Berreta Model 12 sub machine gun from Slimmy’s hand, he then proceeded outside the gate and started shooting vigorously into the air making sure he wasted the 32 round magazine. Slimmy, Kong and Gentle just stayed behind the gate staring at him with all intense, they knew better than trying to stop him, it was even better for them that he was only shooting into the air. After several minutes of madness, Host came to a halt and then proceeded into his car and drove off, Slimmy, Gentle and Kong also rushed into the car they came with and hastily drove away behind him.
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‘How far’ Oj asked as Small led the expedition team back into the crib as they usually call the uncompleted building where they sometime hang out. ‘He almost fell into the trap but he changed his mind at the last minute and escaped’ Small replied Oj who was sitting on a piece of block gulping down his codeine mixed with lacasera.
“The bas***d no wan die” Oj laughing mysteriously “So na as una go na hin una take come ?”
“Nope, we couldn’t just waste our time without relaying a message for him na” Small replied.
“So which kain message una leave? “
“We killed his girlfriend”
“His girlfriend?” Oj asked almost shouting this time around but immediately tried to conceal his fears with a smile so as not to pass across the message of being a coward to his subordinates.
“Yea Oj, his girlfriend” Small replied
Now that’s trouble Oj thought to himself as he gulped down all the contents in the bottle and then threw the empty bottle against the wall. “Now the war has begun, it’s time to show them why we are called the tigers, send a message to all our members immediately”.
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“Why don’t you just try and give the poor dude a chance Halima, it’s high time you gave a relationsh¡p a trial, you are not getting any younger”
“See who is teaching me relationsh¡p stuffs o, you this small Hadijat of yesterday, what do you even know about relationsh¡ps”
“You might be older than me but you know very well that I have got more experience than you in this aspect”
“I hear you o Madam Experience ” Halimat teased and they both laughed.
“Does that mean Yes?”
“Nah but at least I will give it some thoughts for now”
“That’s my beautiful cousin” Hadijat ran to the couch where Halimat was resting on and then placed a peck on her cheeks, Halimat phone started ringing and then she picked it up.
“Hello Rofiat”
“Where are you Halimat”
“Where else should I be”
“My Friend answer me, do you think am joking”
“Am at home now” Halimat replied after hearing the seriousness in Rough’s voice
“Where is Hadijat”
“She is right here with me, what’s the problem Rofiat”
“You guys shouldn’t go out of for no reason please and make sure you lock the doors and the gate, am not coming home tonight”
“What’s happening Rofiat”
“An open war is about to kick start between The white tigers and the arch angels, am sure you know how bloody it gets whenever those two are at war with each other” Rough explained.
“Okay sister, we won’t go out”
“Cool, goodnight”
“Okay goodnight” Halimat was about dropping the phone but then decided against it “Rofiat, please be careful”
“I will” Rough replied and the call was terminated.
Halimat explained what Rough just told her to Hadijat, she(Hadijat) seemed more worried about the situation, all she could think of was if Slimmy will survive the war, she prayed for him in her mind.
Chapter 7B
The quietness in town had gone far beyond Denril Crescent and the school, even areas which were several kilometres away from the Crescent and the University were unusually quiet and calm, it was as if they were mourning the death of a mighty ruler of theirs. The news of the soon to come campus war spread abroad the city so fast. The store owners who would usually close their stores between nine to ten pm before closed and locked the shops before six pm.
Students who stayed in the campus had began to flee from their hostels. Even the lecturers joined in the fleeing. Only those who stayed outside campus and well secured areas by the government were bold enough to stay in their homes. Some students in the mass communication department also summoned the boldness to stay behind as they would love to follow and be the first to report the news as the event unfolds.
“Damn! How come you people missed Host?” Screw barked angrily as he smashed a bottle of alcohol on the tiled floor. Coded, OJ and Small were standing before him, they kept quiet as Screw blasted on. Small and OJ continued to stare at the ground while Coded eyes followed Screw everywhere as Screw continued to pace about angrily.
“I didn’t plan for us to miss this first strike,” he said after taking in a lump of smoke from the tobacco in his hand. “Why didn’t you call me before killing the girl?” He turned to OJ.
OJ raised his head slightly and turned to Small who had led the job for an answer.
“Baba, we didn’t want to leave without dropping any message for him,” Small replied after much hesitation.
“But you should have called me or Coded on phone, I would have asked you to bring her over here. Coded would have proffered a better plan too,” Screw barked out again, emitting the smoke from his nostrils and mouth on Small’s body.
Small just stood there wondering why Screw was so furious about the assignment. To him, they had done a very good job but instead of receiving an applause, they were being chastised.
Only OJ and Coded knew why Screw was so furious. They had been in the cult longer than small, even though small was their major hitman. Screw’s plan was to kill Host first, believing that they hit the Shepherd, the sheep would scatter. That would have been the easiest way for them to win this battle of supremacy. But now that they’ve stepped on Host’s toes instead of taking him unawares and silencing him, Host was going to reinforce with his team and strike back with inspiration from the pain they had caused him.
Screw knew how much Adesuwa meant to Host, he knew how Host valued her above any other thing or person. He knew that Host was ready to do anything for her. He knew so much about Host’s love for her. The dreadful thing was that he also knew so much about Host himself. In fact, they have had several encounters, Screw knew that Host was not a person to be toyed with.
Host and Screw were students of the same department, although for the past two years none of them had been seen attending classes nor doing any school work but their names were always in the class attendance and test sheets.
Screw and Host had become rivals from their first year in school. They clashed with each other on the football pitch during one of the department’s training sessions when Host had being selected as a preferred striker to Screw. Since then, they always opposed each other.
Screw was the first to join a cult group sometime close to the end of their first year’s first semester. His cousin who was a 400Level student of engineering then was the leader of the cult. Host joined a the Arch Angels cult few days after Screw. But Screw’s initiation was more noised in the class then as a lot of folks were aware of his blood ties with the unknown leader of the cult.
Screw and Host’s first bloody clash was in two hundred level second semester. Host was already one of the major hitmen in his cult then. He was sent to take the life of a young rival cultist who had disrespected the leader of the Arch Angels. The young man happened to be a friend and roommate to Screw.
That day, Screw and his friend were returning from a night club by 2am and their phones were switched off due to low batteries already, the light from the moon had led them home safely. When they got to their room, there was darkness all over because of failure in electricity supply. They entered into the room and began to search for their rechargeable lamp where they kept it close to the door, beside their television set. The light then suddenly came on from the corner of the room, where Screw’s friend had his bed positioned, the lamp was guarded by textbooks at each sides to prevent people from seeing who was behind it. They could see traces of green clothes but couldn’t see the person’s face. As brave cultists that they were also, they did not run but stayed, energized by the confidence that they were in their room. The person in the green cloth began to draw near, pointing the light to their faces, making sure that the shinning blade of his dagger was seen. Screw quickly scampered towards where his box was located, he had some weapons hidden there.
Screw’s friend also brought out a knife which was hid behind his belt to protect himself, he tried to strike the intruder first even though the bright light was disturbing him from seeing properly. Surprisingly, the intruder did not make any attempt to attack. Unfortunate for Screw’s friend, his strike wasn’t against any person. The lamp had fallen down immediately he struck and he fell down with it, on a stick wrapped with green clothes. Alas! The intruder wasn’t the one holding the lamp but was navigating with a long staff. Before Screw’s friend could recover, a dagger was thr-sted into his belly and blood began to gush out.
Unluckily for Screw also, he met his box opened and weapons all gone from there. He rose up and removed his knife also. The intruder picked up the lamp and directed it towards Screw.
Then luck shined on Screw, electricity was restored that moment and the room was brightened. The intruder’s body was seen in his green gown but his face was covered with green paintings. The intruder flung the lamp away and gave an evil laughter.
“Tell your fathers that the Host of the Arch Angels have delivered his judgement to him,” the intruder said with scorn, pointing to Screw’s friend’s lifeless body. After that, he fled through the opened door and was seen to jump over a fence.
Screw rushed to his friend’s body but it was too late, he had stopped breathing. He stared at the bed where the intruder was seating. All the weapons he was looking for in his box were on the bed.
“The Host of the Arch Angels,” he whispered to himself in anger. Then, no one knew Host or who he was then. Screw didn’t know at that moment that it was his rival who killed his friend.
Tbc