The Shante League #2: HARD DISEASE

...The story goes on...
"Hee-Hee is an alien. Grrr!" Akande mutters in fear and -RUMBLE!-
"I thought as much, let's get out of here before he sees us!" Ngozi suggested.
Immediately the alien saw them from afar and PUFF! he was immediately in front of them, most especially Ngozi.
He was super-fast and this surprised the three of them
"So fast" thought Nekpen
Both Ngozi and the alien were so close and he just gazed.
"He's gotten to us, what do we do now?" she asked herself "I'm not letting him hurt my friends". she said boldly
The alien just gazed in surprise not shown....
He hacked them down at the end and left them in the rain.
every beginning always and definitely will have an end. the rain finally ended after an 18 hour downpour and sooner or later the people and animals and every living thing that went into hiding came out and rejoiced at the end of the rain. although there were casualties, the people still were happy.
The medical team immediately went about their usual routine, only that today's own was a bit serious and worse.
The patients been brought in by the paramedics are given proper test treatment although the rain inflicted diseases on the patients and the doctors had no remedy for them just sedatives at least to reduce the effects before a cure is arrived at.
At a secret underground base, some group of medical scientists are having their full in researching and finding a suitable cure for this this HARD DISEASE.
In no time, the president lands at the base and with four body guards.
His tremendous talents helped a lot and also his connections and power.
He was assisted by Prof. Effiong whom he always refer to as a DWARF and Prof. Isoke whom he referred to as a BLUSH.
They finally arrived at a cure after many lives were lost especially Ngozi, but it was not yet finished it still required some finishing touches.
Suddenly came two unexpected guests; Bishop Ali and the Eastern Akpi Oracle herself.
They aided in the completion of the cure with their individual gifts and soon immediately they disappear, the President transfers the gaseous antidote into a V-rocket which was immediately deployed into space.
at last everyone still alive with the cure but under the prangs of the disease were released and they were free. Even the dead came back and some who died long ago (an hour before) could not be touched by the antidotes and beside that, their body had already began to deactivate.

Remember Oboh Utanga? he was in the rain through out and was supposedly affected by the rain in one way or the other even if his boy was still fresh and neat. but there was indeed a change in his body especially with the new sets of tattoo bearing a snake and even his eyes like that of a snake. What really happened to him? This and many more on Shante League's update.

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The Legend of the Ogìsös #1: Prologue

It all began April, the month of the rains, 500AD, in a kingdom blessed with both beauty and bravery, an empire walled around with the very flames that consumes flames, the walls that will never be penetratable.
It’s people were vast in nature and so were they in population. They had distinct handworks and most of them traders and farmers, merchants and soapfolks. A bliss it was in and the soothing environment for kings to do business and rule perfectly.
The empire spanned 1,355,360 sq km from its very *centre* and still expanded yet. The lands had its rich grace as it swells with bountiful greens and woods all around the empire in the very same pride that the empire itself sat upon.
The population of this empire spanned from 2,305,520 born citizens, 350,051 other citizens and 500,504 visitors from every works of lives, from every nooks and cranies of the world.
Its warriors were extravagant and their weilded weapons said a lot about the countless battles it had been to and the spoily blood stains that greased their edge.
The Chiefs were more than brilliant and active socially and otherwise.
The Queen ofcourse, her elegance reached the sun above and flared over the universe it gave light to. Her beauty was exclusive, desirable by all those called “kings” and even the thought of her dazzling eyes would keep a dead drunkard in his right mind.
Her beauty was said to be legendary and so compared to Adæze and Adæosè, the goddesses of the sea and beauty.

The king himself a mighty man in all good and best, a man crowned with the spears of success and pierced by the helmet of victory at every battle. He was the most festive and the most important man in the land. He was the people’s father, the king, their lord.

This story I tell you is the story of a kingdom that was and will always be, the empire that remains forever in the hearts of those whose spirits are re-incarnated, the story of the great Bini kingdom.

It all begins with a man named after his ancestors, Ojierhan (a mysterious wood), who practically stumbles on a land far staked into the heart of Africa. He begins his journey to find his bearing and thus, he will reveal to us the historical events that took place and never happened.

This is the tale of the Ogisos, kings born to rule, given valor to subjucate and given powers beyond human imaginations (as is seen in the historical account of the great king Ovorahme who couldn’t die by foreign weapons, but had to be exiled forever. Some say he died in exile, but the truth will be revealed by Ojierhan).

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Akimbo #1: Chapter 3- "The Gathering"

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On another end, there is a gathering of the twelve, a summit of Demon Breeders, all dressed in black trench coats and bowler hats.

        The twelve consisted of wealthy men and women who were aids of a deadly force arising from the Not-to-yet world and were both six each.

They consisted of; a red dragon, a blue flame, a diamond pearl, and an awkward cobra (known as the grey cobra), Oganta (the scorpion of the east), an Ngwere (the tailless lizard), an Usu (the nesting bat), an Azen (the sorceress of curiosity), a drooping python (from the Yoruba legend), the locket of greed, a skull of a thousand veil (from the old Efik legend and its bearer, awada asun) and an Ojusowa (a Benin wizard considered as the son of the western sea goddess, Adaze, he could also be referred to as Oboh).

        The twelve gather around forming a large circle separated by accommodating spaces in between them.

        Though they all had their different seals since they were from different works of life and different tribes, they had one common seal, a seal to name them all, a seal to bind them all, a seal to make them all strong.

        The seal consisted of the twin bemuda’s triangle oppositely placed on each other and entwined by a circle which conceals the world in it and a “D” in between the triangles’ inner triangle of doom.

        More so, around this great circle were crowns of stars, 12 in number, all woven with the circle around the cursed triangles.

     This seal was on the floor they stood around, on the walls of the room, though there were other hidden seals behind the red background, and they bore the ultimate seal as bands either tied to the forehead or the arms or around the waist.

        They all greet their master in accord.

        “The tailless dog who wandered the lands of Adagag, we greet you. The fearsome leader of the Ajanagu forest, we greet you. The evil that stenches all good, we’ve come to meet you. The dread and horror of life, we’ve come to meet you. The oracle of treachery and corruption, the oracle of doom and destruction, your humble servants come to seek solitude. ” they all say in accord and their literary terms were obliterating.

        “Heed my call, dear master, for it is I, Oganta who calls you” a male voice says.

        “Heed my thoughts dear master, for it is I, Usu who calls you” a female voice calls.

        “Heed my words, dear master, it is I, Azen who calls you” another female voice calls.

        “H-Heed m-my w-words, dear m-master, f-f-for it is I, Ngwere w-who c-c-calls-calls you” a male voice calls, stammering like mad.

        “Heed my voice, dear dragon master, it is I, Awada, who calls you” a female voice called.

        “Heed my call, dear master, na me, Ojusuwa dey call you” a male voice calls in the Nigerian pidgin English.

        “Heed me call dear fraternizing pain of the afternoon burgee, it is I, red dragon who summons you” a female voice calls.

 “Heed my talk, em e, dear bale, it isi mi eh, drooping python that is eh calling you o dadani” a male voice with a deep Yoruba accent calls.

        “Heed my call great one, for it is I, blue flame who calls you” a female voice calls.

        “Heed my voice dear pearl, for it is I, diamond pearl who calls you” another female calls.

        “Heed my words o dear clamp of death, for it is I, Grey cobra who summons you.” A more matured male voice calls.

        “What news do you have for me?” A deep voice echoes from nowhere.

        “The news we bring forth is of immerse importance” A Feminine voice replies from the twelve.

        “Hmm……” the deep voice mutters

        “As predicted, the fore runner is in the world, and, He has come of age” Another feminine voice says from the twelve.

        “I see….” The deep voice says.

        “Demon Lord, what do we do now?” A male voice replies in monotonic manner.

        “Ha, Ha, Ha…..” bursting into an uproarious laughter which echoes all around the empty room colored red, “From today henceforth, you all will counter his powers and abilities, he must fail to create the way for the master who is to be born.” The deep voice says. “Do you get me demon cadets?!”

        “Yes, Demon Lord” they all reply and immediately disappear.

This could mean something, what does the demon boss mean by the master and the forerunner? #

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