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The white light dimmed out and Leslie gasped. She was no longer out there in the street. But this time, she was back in a place that seemed familiar to her. She squinted, coming to her senses just about now. It did not seem familiar. It was familiar because this was home. She was back at home. “Oh!” She exhaled, “that Astella girl must have done me a number. She teleported us back home.” She said. The Latino boy looked about in fascination, a half smile on his face. He turned around, hands to the side as people walked past th, ignoring whatever it was that kept them there. Right in the center of the pedestrian walk. “Where is this? Home?” The boy asked after making a 360 turn more than twice. He looked at Leslie who simply shrugged at him. “This is the System Bureau. The one I was telling that douche to come with me to. But he thought he knew better that I was only after his life. Or whatever insecurities were bothering him.” She ranted. “Sounds like you are pissed over it.” Th
“U-uh?” Frank stared from Leslie to Prof Bumju with his eyes narrowed and a throaty groan. “You are calling the system a curse? What?” Leslie croaked out. “Unbelievable. This boy has some guts to come in here and call our priceless work a curse. The heck!” Prof Bumju yelled out, slamming both hands to the table. “I don’t want it.” Frank whimpered out with a weak shrug. “It cost me the life of mmpphhh…” Frank’s eyes widened in surprise as Leslie’s hand cupped over his mouth. He looked askance at her when he saw Bumju facepalm and elan backwards. “Trust Me, you don’t want to confess your sins to Prof Bumju. He will use it against you, trust me.” Leslie said to him with worry in her eyes. Frank nodded. He did not get the gist here but right nwC the Olly person whom he knew in this room as in e other tha. Leslie. He had fought with her. And in some way, he had trusted her to watch his back during the fight. Compared to the man across the table, Leslie as his bet at understanding w
“Arriving in a couple of hours. Kindly strap in. We are approaching the public landscape.” The solo pilot of the stealth helicopter, the RAH-66 Comanche muttered over the head phone as he went on clicking some overhead buttons. The chopper was a two seater one. It had one seat in front for the pilot who was currently taking charge o fa the flights and the other seat which was behind, the sole occupant of it being Blessing. Blessing who kept on tossing about with a smile on her face. Occasionally, her body would jerk, some inaudible words uttering form her mouth. One did not need a soothsayer to know she was having a dream. And from the looks of it, it appeared to be a rather good one. However, a dream as it was, it was not be the true reality of things. The true reality of what was happening made the pilot in the cockpit squint his eyes. The usual music of the almost silent chppper blades were music to his ears. This would not be the first operation he would be carrying out.
THUD! THUD!! The Nigerian with the black headset over his neck and his blue vest with orange shorts huffed as his feet rammed heavily down the ground. The skies rumbled in response to the dark ache eating deep within his chest. It turned grey and soon the clouds blanketed the entire sky.In no time, the light dimmed out. Barely enough to be what could be the start of a morning. And in a shorter minute later, it started to drizzle.Lekan frowned this time. He did not like the looks of things.With his heart heavy, his fists grappled to his sides as he kept on raging. His stomach rumbled just then, a reminder that he was hungry.Even if he was pissed, sad, angry and not happy over the recent things. He was still hungry. And his stomach demanded to be fed.Lekan tried to overlook this. Tried to ignore the sensations within his stomach as he focused on his pain.He had just lost his Uncle. The last standing member of his family. The last person whom he knew bore the family name. And now,
Black trouser, white tanktop and a black crop jacket on, Astella smiled as Lekan received his order. She stood behind him, watching as the lady simply snorted in their direction until she dished out the food in a plate for Lekan, Lekan received it, with a smile on. But at this time, the woman was no more smiling. But he could understand why this was. At this time, the woman was expecting the payment for her food, which he was about to fix. He picked his phone and held it up, slipping out his debit card from it. “Uh.. I want to pay with my card.” He said to her, “Do i look like i run a bank in this place?” the woman glared. “Everyone is paying in cash and you think you want to show off that you are the son of what?” She hollered at him, making Lekan take a step backwards. But as he did that, he bumped into the figure behind him. Into Astella, “Uh.. Actually, I have his order hew.” Astella smiled. She dipped her hands in the pocket of her trousers and he pulled out a one th
RATATATATATA… BRAKATATATATA… POW! POW!!! Several rounds of gunfire exploded into the air, all of them directed to the hovering chopper. The serene atmosphere was shattered immediately as explosion lights lit here and there. All attack systems of the F-86 Sabre jets fired simultaneously. “Shit! He’s got shields.” The lead pilot cursed out as his fingers jammed into some buttons just on the roof over his head. Ahead of them, as the planes hovered, slightly adjusting their trajectories in a cyclic motion of arms bombardment. The chopper glowed in a slightly tinted blue light as bullets ricocheted off the surface. “That is it! They have shipped so we have the permission to unleash all the gunfire that we have.” The lead operation man for the Pinch Hit Operation chanted out once more. “Don’t worry guys, give them hell fire.” He roared as he focused on the shooting. The planes dived forward, switching positions so fast before the retaliation weapon system of the chopper could go off.
“It's okay, you are allowed to cry.” Astella said. Lekan stood still. Upon hearing the words from her, he wanted to laugh. To laugh at how stupid she had sounded for her to say that to him. He was a guy. And in this modern society, it was taboo for him to cry. It was a taboo. For you were male,to cry. His body refused to. At least, that was what he wanted to believe. Unfortunately, Lekan found his body spasming out now. He bit down on his jaws, his hands fisted at his sides. In a second later, his frame shook uncontrollably as tears welled up in his eyes. The tears stung so bitterly but he held back against them.Trying so hard not to blink, lest he let down his tears. All the tears he had held back since the death of his parents. Having to discover some time later that his father. The man who had birthed him was not the hero he had thought him to be. Having to deal with never having to see his mum ever again. To see that ehr loving face that always reassured him that ever
Blessing panicked. The calm and the ease at which the pilot responded to her did not do anything to allay her fears. Her heart in her mouth, she was almost about to jump out. Well, that is, if they were on land and not up here in the skies. God knows where for that matter. All she could do was simply breathe hurriedly while praying that things did not degenerate from here. She had just been in the middle of a battle. A battle she would have watched from her to screen and probably applauded the heroes of it for surviving the deal. Never had she imagined that one day, she would be the one in it. One day, she would be the one living through the ordeal. However did she turn from that girl who was writing her final term exams to this person bragging through an air combat? “What is happening? Please tell me that that would not repeat itself.” she said to the pilot, asking him as her chest rose and fell consistently and rapidly. The pilot sighed. Ge took one glance at her and then shrug