"what's happening?" Dorothy said, looking back at him.
"I'm coming... Just need to check on something " He said and then raced his way forward to where the sounds of sobbing were coming from.
First things first, Desmond sighed to himself, he had to make sure that everything was alright. He was been worried about the one who he had to take into guidance now. While it was understandable that the boy had lost his parents and thus would be have fits such as this, he was really worried that he may have let that get to the person who had come in to visit.
When he was leaving the house, earlier, he had been frustrated.
It was not too long since he had to leave his own house and his own life to come here, in the status of a guardian to the son of his late brother. It was not long enough and so, it was normal that people would be watching him.
After all, he had been the brother who had not been seen around the family since the time that his brother had decided to cut ties with him. Based on the account of his frivolous lifestyle which he was not opportune to sponsor by himself. It had led to him asking for money from his brother who had it easier in life and eventually the brother had decided that it was enough of hi, cutting off ties with him.
It came as a shock to him when he had been named as the guardian of his brother's son, by the Will. He had not expected it but yet it had come. There was nothing he could do about it but accept it as the new normal.
And of course, that meant he was going to enjoy the whole perks that came with it. This was the selling point. The point which did soften his heart towards the late brother of his. However, it was only normal that people would be casting suspicious looks at him.
While they could do that even if they disagreed, the will of his late brother was supreme. There was little to nothing that either of the could do. But that did not mean that they would not be watching him. they would have their eyes fastened on hi to know just how well he was managing the affairs he had been entrusted. And one of the things which he was sure they would be taking into consideration was the son of the late brother.
The son had been his concern.
He had not accepted him, the brat of a boy but then he was not worried. He himself did not accept him. he only accepted the guardianship post on him just so he could have a taste of the luxury that was in the house.
The boy had not been eating his food at all for the past time. It had worried him that he did not want to have a shriveled boy turn out to b his ward. It would not speak well of him. He was only worried that the people who were secretly watching him would want to sue the boy as a marker to attack him and render him unfit to hold the status quo.
Which was why he had to find out who was sobbing. To know if the boy Lekan had mouthed out to whoever it was about his obvious displeasure over him. After a while of running, Desmond skidded to a halt as he reached the front of the room of Lekan, his mouth slightly ajar in sync with his widened eyes as the crouched figure of the girl. The girl who he had come to know as Lekan's neighborhood friend.
His eyes flashed as he saw her sobbing. She was crying, outside the room of Lekan.
Had Lekan hit her?
For a moment there, glee rose in his heart. If Lekan had hit her then it would be sufficing for him to take the initiative to beat the boy black and blue and then hide behind the cover that he had beaten and not only that, molested the girl Blessing.
It would do just fine. Earlier, he had been looking for a way to teach the boy a lesson in a way that no one would care to listen to the side of Lekan at all. Now was the time that Fate had provided for him. It would be foolhardy for him not to take advantage of it now.
So with that in his mind, he crept closer to her, coming from her right hand side. As he did that, he was positioned in front of the door, his shoe shuffling on the ground and alerting the girl to his presence now.
Blessing whimpered now and then looked up, clearing her tears with the back of her hand. "Good afternoon sir." She greeted.
"Yea! How are you? You look awful!" He said, his voice sounding really caring and worried.
Desmond squatted now, using two fingers of his left hand to lift her jaw up and then slightly turn her head towards him.
"Did he hurt you?" He asked, a faint glimmer of excitement in his eyes.
"Oh... No, no!' Blessing said to him now. "Lekan would never do that to me. I am just sad... Just sad because of the way things are with him. He..." She paused now. "He is really taking this hard on himself, sir. I just wish he could get over all of this, and do that on time too." She said, sorrowfully.
"Oh! Desmond sighed. He shook his head now, one out of frustration that it was not like he had thought it would have been and two, because now that he was here, he would have to listen to whatever nonsense blessing had to spew out of her mouth and while he would be doing that, Dorothy could be getting really impatient over everything.
He had everything lose now, except if he could just wrap up the talk with her and then head off. For now, he could not just head away right after she had begun to talk. It would seem to be really inconsiderate of him, besides, he wanted to see if she had any idea of how sour the relationship between them too was. If Lekan had informed her about that, then it would mean that he would have some work to do lest his image be ruined by the blabbermouth of a girl.
Blessing looked at him now. Her hands were wrapped around her knee caps, bring her lower half closer to her breast. Seeing the way her breasts were all folded up together, Desmond could not just help but lick his lips, imagining how that would look like if Blessing was truly naked before him.
"I was thinking, sir. What if we can get Lekan to get out of the house for some time. I know that he has not been out for a while and I think that is what is making him become what he is right now. I am sure you must understand this, Sir!"
"Not quite." Desmond replied. "There is virtually everything in this house. I don't see what he needs to do that would require him to get out of the house."
"You may not see it..." Blessing replied now. "But this house is depressing to him. This is where his parents lived in before his death and already, I think he is having some crazed episodes now. He might be going through trauma, sir. I dont know but have you thought to have him undergo some check at the hospital? Maybe a bit of mental therapy to help him relieve the incident of the loss of his parents?" Blessing shrugged. "Besides, for tomorrow, I think that we can just have him step outside and come to my school for some time. I think the busy environment out at school would help to relieve his thoughts but I cannot do that without you helping."
Blessing whispered now. 'I dont think he would want to come to my school, even as I did invite him. But if you insist to him, I am sure that he would want to oblige."
Desmond frowned now. he did not like the idea of him getting out but then again, he was working against the time. He had Dorothy to return to and while he had her, he wanted to be done with the conversation as fast as possible for now.
"Did he tell you anything.. Anything... Like anything about me and the house and everything?" Desmond asked, trying to bait her to speak. "He is lost in his own world. To get him to notice things around him is something which is really tough. I think if you heard him say anything, even if it is bad, i would appreciate to hear it. At least let me know that he is not completely bonkers already. I worry too much for him." Desmond lied to her.
Blessing heaved now as she lowered her head. Lekan had mentioned something about his uncle. It was clear that he did not like his uncle and so, she did not want to be the one to say that to him, especially in his face. That would be betraying her friend.
All for what?
She could not do that. No, not for the whole world.
"No.. He didn't" She lied in return. "Maybe if we go out to school, then I may know what he has in his mind, especially about you." She said.
Desmond remained silent for a while before he shook his head. While it did not sound so great but at least, he reasoned, he could work with that. He just had to make sure that he could buy Blessing over to his side.
"Alright then." He said, rising up now. 'I would get him over when I am going to work. Thank you for seeing him , you know. It means so much to me." Desmond shook his head sadly.
"Yes sir. I would be leaving now.' She replied, equally getting to her feet as well.
Well, I hope to involve as much emotions in this as possible. im not just writing some regular beatdown novel. I want some depth in this. And Blessing is going to do just that. So, stay with me
Lekan whistled as he moved from the ironing table to the wardrobe now. It was just some hours since Blessing had left. Actually, it was another another day, although with the difference of not more than 12 hours in between. Compared to other times, his mood was improved now. He moved to the wardrobe and whistled, putting a finger to his lips as he paused, trying to remember what he had wanted to get in the first place. Shirtless with only a pair of trousers, black on his lower half, Lekan nodded his head harmoniously to the rhythm of the music booming out from the mini music player speaker which was on the table. As if lit by inspiration, he opened the two doors of the wardrobe and then pulled out a shirt from the one with the hanger compartment. He held the shirt and then looked at the vintage styled design of it for a few moments. And after he was done with the observation, his head still nodding to the boom of music, he tossed it to the Queen Sized bed which was behind him. After
“Ha!” The girl in the black jumpsuit roared as her feet bounced off the ground. Landing a few steps to the right, she smiled, her white skin reflecting the light and warmth. It revealed the radiance in the heart of this young girl. She held her two hands in front of her. Her blonde hair wafting softly from side to side even as the wind teased it. Her feet were placed, the right in front while the left was placed behind it. Just a little bit. “How long do you think you can really hold out against me? I am the Queen of the Combat Facility.” She smirked. The person whom she was speaking to frowned, his bushy eyebrows knitting closely at his forehead. He breathed hard, fisting his hands as he stared daggers at her, unmoving while his eyes loooked left and right. The place where the two combatants stood was one of a kind. It was a circular platform which had just three pillars at adjacent ends. The ground was lined with circular carvings. And right at the center of it was the insig
The taxi screeched to a halt in front of the campus of the school and Lekan heaved. It was a relief that he could actually get fresh air to breathe, fresh air which was not the same air that his Uncle Desmond would be breathing. He felt a strange rush of emotions well up in his body just then, as the Uber driver looked back to him and then informed him about their ride destination being reached. For a moment or two, he did not answer, neither did he move. He just stared up ahead, looking at the Uber driver who wore a blue baseball cap, white vest and black jeans. There was an aroma of scented mints in the car and the air conditioning was doing a good job in delivering the extra chill in the air to it/. Lekan took in an inhalation of air, allowing the mint scented air to settle against his lungs. It was refreshing in a way, he wanted to stay but then again, he could not stay. He had come down here because he had something which he wanted to do. And also because of the fact that being
Too much of everything is bad! Even attention. As Leslie jumped down from the fighting ring, her expression squeezed up immediately. She did not like the face of Professor BumJu, nor did anyone like the fact that he was around. He had the taste of bad moods and bad everything else. And she was naturally good. Too good he did not seem to leave her alone. Shaking her head, showing her face, she looked up to the giant features of Prof Bumju. Just like her, he was a full white man, his curly brown hair pressed down on his head as he pocketed. “You know, you don't have to give me that hated look.” He scoffed, looking to the ground. “Of course. If only everyone liked you, then I would do that.” Leslie smiled at him, only to turn to the other side with a frown. “Hm!’ Prof BumJu stopped now. He looked at her, letting a small smile break through his face. “I like you. You are feisty.” “And I don't like it. Why can't you just leave me alone?” She said to him, pouting at his face.
Seeing this, the man did not waste time now. He simply huffed and then brought his foot down on the head of Lekan, smashing his jaw into the hard concrete ground. Blood splattered about just then as teeth from the inner dentition rolled out to the ground. Lekan saw stars. Or the equivalent of them. With shut eyes, light twinkling against the blank that pulled up in his mind's eye. The pain rammed against his body, setting him ablaze with several emotions running rampant. His life flashed before his eyes now. Gritting, the pain mercilessly tore through his body like a beast on a prowl. His life flashed before his eyes in the fleeting moment, the fear of death stinging viciously in his mind. Lekan pondered on just how it was going to play out. Like it was general knowledge, those who got to be labeled as thieves did not often get to live for long. At least, not when the mob was allowed to do what they wanted to do. The rare cases where the mob did not get the upper hand was whe
It is good to be rich. Oh, very good. The sound in the SUV was of a different note. The speakers in it were of high quality. It left desmon in awe of the fact that he hadn't really been living the life back then. Yes, he had a car, an old fashioned model . But compared to the black SUV he was riding in, there was a whole different experience. And he loved it. In hindsight, this was only possible because of the death of his brother. And while that had hurt him initially, the fact that he was named the Guardian of the son had left his heart in gladness. It meant that the could also have a taste of the good things that his brother enjoy.d The only thing in his way of enjoying that in totality was the brat of a son which he had. The son would not be a problem. AT least, not after today. Desmond heaved out, whistling the song which w*s being played. WIth his hands on the steering, he rocked his sunshades even though he w* snot out in the sun. It Was going to be a good day today a
Lekan's head bounced back just now, his eyes flashing as stars revolved about his head now. The pain screeched at the back of his head for what seemed to be centuries. His vision disoriented, his sense of balance tipped off, all he could feel was pain. Intense pain. And regrets. If only he did not honor the invitation that was extended to him by Blessing. His heart cursed at him. He was too weak. Feeble minded. He let a girl pull him out. Now, he was stuck in here. In the beat down of his life. He should not have come. He should have stayed put. Now, was the death that he escaped in his parents car now coming back to him? "Thief!" The man yelled out now. He pulled back his fist, thick strands of blood sticking to the knuckles. Blood that came from his victim, the boy on the ground. Lekan. But he did not care. Not in the slightest bit. His mind was shut off, his heart intent on securing the mission target on which he was drafted to complete. It didn't matter how much blo
Whoever said waiting was a nice venture? The school bell rang out now, signifying the end of the normal class activities for those who had normal classes. Or at least, it was the significance of the end of the school hours now. The visitors or those who had come to pick their wards could not move towards the school blocks for the business which they had come for. Or at least, those who wanted to get to the teacher's room could do so now. It brought to the visors at the waiting tent a breath of fresh air. This was a sign. The sign. The sign that they could finally get over seating on the metallic chair for the long period of time that they had been here. It was not a pleasant endeavor, after all. However, that did not expressly mean that those who still had papers could be reached now. The rule of the school did not allow for that as examination malpractice could still be carried out in such a way. The closing bell was only for those of the students who did not have pape
His vision was not like this. The future had changed. Lekan realized that now as he stood with the Mana blockers in tow. He locked eyes with Blesing who continued with her spell, unbothered by the fact that he was hee. And the strange creature of a woman that he had grown to be familiar with, in the red flowing gowns seemed to be urging her on. Whatever Blessing was doing, the woman in the red flowing gown seemed to need it quite urgently. He could not shake off the bad feeling about it. And the sensation that's why was his opponent. The feeling that he had had to fight her in a distant future. A future which a snow repeating itself for him, His vision waived now. The things he saw changed in a blink. In this time, he saw himself on the ground and a council which held over his head. They deliberated one thing about him and how to ensure that the timeline changed. {See the prologue} It felt very familiar to him. And this time, Lekan could not deny that this happened. Understand
Lekan got out of the building. Frost things first, he would get to make sure that blessing was alright, then he would make sure that the Bureau was set right. He did not want to run. Not away from it. He had been running for far too long and look what that led him to? What if as I ran away, more things started to happen to innocent people? People like Keder, the Bureau stealing her life and youth from her. The anger started to boil in him that he did not know when he started to run towards Blessing. The latter continued her spell as more and more mana started getting sucked into it. ‘ Just then, two people landed down from a building. One Of them having purple tattoos on her back faded off into nothingness. While the other one pumped his legs towards Lekan. Itw as Frank and Lekan. In no time, Frank caught up with Lekan and with strong hands, he hoisted him from behind. “What?” Lekan gasped out. His arms locked up from behind his back.. By the time he turned backwards, he
Just like it started, in the suddenness of the day, it ended. Relief swept across the ranks of the system bureau in one accord. They could all sit back and take in gasps of air. They had one priority while trying to ascertain what they were up against. They Had one thing which they had to do. And thaw was what they carried out all diligently. The safety of those who weep with them. THose who did not know what it meant to be system holders as they could not effectively fight back. Those who needed to be helped just because they did not have a system to start with. This was the priority of the higher ups in the actions. Only fighting back when they had no chance. All hope had been cast on monsieur Dayo and the actions he had been doing at the Research Facility. The research which had kept him busy back then, the same thing which had made him invulnerable to any threat which came from the council towards his being. It was in this moment that he would prove his mettle and hsi wor
She saw him. This was not like the threat that they had just faced down but it was still a threat for them. She glinted in anger as she started to run now. Ignoring the call of the other girls as they realized that the other demon had vanished as well. Thai was not their fight, at least, until they received further instructions from Monsieur Dayo on what to do next. His body scaled through the broken down side of the walling of the class snow. With her body still in drive now, she drove her hands to the stomach part of the demon. With quick succession ,she dealt multiple mana blocking blows there and then. The diamond screeched and the result was concluded immediately. It fell down with a thump as it revealed her to the people in the classroom now. And to the one she was looking to see. ‘Lekan!” Blessing called out with excitement in her face. “Blessing?” Lekan turned around with surprise in his eyes. He was hardly taken aback with many things. He knew that something would
Earlier on…. When he got the summon from Monsieur Demas, Dayo knew it was pretty serious. It wasn't something to be taken lightly. Especially when they had just crossed a milestone now. The unveiling of the Bureau would just be out there. This would be a major setback, if they did not handle it well. And so, he let go of the grudge he had with Monsieur Demas. After all, beyond their conflict and personal interest, they still had a duty to the System Bureau. They had to fly its flag and answer the summons against anything which was out there to bring it devastation and destruction. And this summon was just one of them. He braced for combat., literally. Donning his costume as what they knew of him as The Switch. He had to be ready for just anything and that included what he wore. This time, things would be different, Msnier Dayo said to himself even as they poured into the System Bureau. They would not have to depend on him alone in the combat of whatever they had to face. This
His words brought courage to all of them. Even Lekan himself could not help but feel fired over the words that he spoke. Perhaps, now, the perspective n of Donald by the people of his special class would change now. Change for the better, no doubt. The demon lady is frustrated. She shook her head, stomping her legs as her four arms slapped down on her waist now. “ Oh No! I hate this. Don't you play tricks o0n me>” he growled out as the decoy which she held in her hands now faded into nothingness. It was not the prey she wanted. And it infuriated her. “wEe need space.” Donald mentioned now. “Helen, your turn.” he called out. Immediately Helens dropped down to the ground. She slapped her hands flat out on the floor and then with a chant, her eyes went dark. All blacked out. “Shadow domain.” Dark circles appeared on the ground. They grew instantly with the demon lady with in the center of it now. The circles expanded instantly, merging into one gigantic black shimmering cir
The moment he got to know about the invasion of demons in this place; the first thing he did was to find a way to reach Leslie. He pretty much was trying to find his way about things in this place. And the only one who had shown the willingness to show his way around was none other than Leslie. Frank heaved as he held his right arm. It has healed over the time since the last time he had to get physical with anybody. And thankfully, there had been no cause for him to get involved with any fight. That is, he assumed Lee Min must have learnt his humility and then stayed to himself afterwards. He smiled to himself over this thought now. In the time past, he never did see himself as someone who would have to avenge anybody but now, it was becoming sort of his motto. Not like he was complaining about it. After all, the responsibilities of a King were numerous. And he had to exact them with the proper justice that was needed for each situation he found himself in. “What do we do?” HE
Power in the hands of chaotic beings is just a lower sample of hell. The demons surged about, numerous in their numbers as they screeched and roared. The unlucky humans who got up in their paths were gobbled up, eaten and then regurgitated as pieces of bones and blood. Fear gripped the ranks of the Bureau. In all their times of weidling systems, they never did expect to run into something like this. It has always been about fighting humans. Humans who would go against the way of things of the Bureau. Those who would flaunt the order of things. Those who would would want to thwart the general agenda of the Bureau. Never about things of this proportion. Never about misshapen beings that looked like a hybrid of several creatures. Black with wings, baleful eyes of red with poor patchwork of muscles over long bones for the ones who walked. Those ones measured several meters high, even as much as 8ft tall. The ones who flew were the smaller ones. Having the likelihood to apes, flying
Helen sighed, patting the black crop top she had on. The action brought focus to her belly button,the size of a water drop, externally. . It was slightly larger than normal. A phenomenon which was referred to as ‘dodo’ by his country's people. Oftentimes it was used as a term for light hearted mockery. But sighting it on her, the confidence at which she exuded even with it being exposed, it triggered him sexually. He loved her personality. The way she carried herself even though she knew she was not the best. But still had some air of confidence, as well as a bit of empathy. The fact that instead of leaving outrightly with him, she stayed behind to let him clear his head was lovable. Unlike someone who knew. The person of Lady Beatrice. She cared very less whether you’re anted to be teleported or not. As long as she had you in mind to transport, that was what she carried out. Consent or not. “You.” A raspy voice sounded now. It had a tone that spoke of humor and at the same time m