"So, you're going to just give up." A familiar voice said.
Kumah opened his eyes in shock at his new surroundings. He stood in the middle of darkness that stretched into the void. Was he in some kind of trance?
"Who said that?"
Perhaps he underestimated Kumah. Dingane grabbed the spear with his right hand, pulling it out from his flesh. Kumah counted the force by trying to push it even deeper. They both struggled but Dingane prevailed. He kicked Kumah off him and broke the spear with his bare hands. It was back to hand to hand combat. Kumah could feel his adrenaline dropping as the pain from his injuries kicked in. Dingane placed his hand on his left shoulder in an attempt to stop the bleeding but blood escaped from the little spaces between his fingers. His rings begun to glow and his wounds begun to heal. EUROPIA CITYAdmiral Yvet had a long day at work, he was exhausted. It was past midnight; he should be home by now. His wife would be thinking of his whereabouts. He didn’t want to go home and have her scream at his face, again. He hated it every time she raised her voice at him.He walked out the entrance of the warehouse. As the general overseer of the harvest from the western farmlands, he had to stay late to keep records of the harvest. It was physically and mentally exhausting. The light from the lampstands at the corners of the fence that surrounded the warehouse made his eyes ache and the shadows of the nearby trees danced with the rhythm of the wind. A soothing breeze blew past him and he looked up to the sky. The clouds were gathering and the air carried the smell of rain.“You must be tired as well Jester.” He said to the tall man beside him.“Don’t worry sir, as long as I’m getting paid toKUMAH Chapter 9
She stepped away from the corpse and looked around. The door of the ware house was wide open. The fool must have forgotten to lock it behind him. The rain made her clothes stick uncomfortably to her skin. She looked down onto her blood soiled top. The sight irritated her, it was her favourite top and Jester just had to soil it with his filthy blood. She wished he was still alive so she could torture him just for soiling her clothes. But that wasn’t important right now. She had a job to finish…Admiral Yvet's heart raced, pounding so hard he'd swore it would tear open his chest. He raced through the well-arranged crates of harvest. The moon light dispersed through the barn windows of the warehouse creating an eerie pattern of light. He entered his office and hid under his desk, trembling with fear. He hoped Jester would take care of the assassin, it was his only hope of surviving. He always dreaded going home to his unbearable family, but he wanted t
She dashed through the surrounding woods. The darkness seemed to grow deeper and deeper as she got further into the forest. She stopped in the middle of a clearing and scanned her surroundings. There was a hoot from an owl in a distance and the wind blew the leaves of the nearby trees making a soothing sound."What took you so long?" A voice said behind her.She slowly got off the tiger with elegance that matched that of a queen."Apparently he had a bodyguard." Jayde said"Hmm. Our Intel didn't say anything about him having a bodyguard." The figure said stepping out of the shadows. She wore a long black robe which almost swept the ground. It covered her inner clothing. She had a long sharp sword sheathed to her side. Her eyes were bright blue and her blonde hair was tied into a long ponytail. Both of her ears had the teeth of an animal hooked into them."Well I took him down anyways. It was no trouble. Besides how long I take to do my job is none
…Yvet Manor…Zoey tossed and turned on her soft comfortable bed as she clung desperately to her doll. It was happening again, the voices in her head were whispering relentlessly. She tried to fight them but it was no use. The voices pierced through her mind overlapping each other. She felt her surroundings spin, it made her head ache really bad. One of the voices screamed out of nowhere which made her fall off her bed. She looked at the clock which hung on top of her door. It was past midnight and quiet. She was officially seven years old. Ever since that doctor treated her off her illness, she hasn't been able to get a good rest. Since then she has always been pampered and given anything she wanted. She wondered why she was being treated so special. Her elder brother however, stopped playing with her and kept his distance.She got out of her room and begun walking to her mother's room, maybe she'll be able to sleep comfor
It's been two weeks since the duel between Kumah and Dingane. Amahle sat on the pier filling a pot with water. It was a bright sunny day: the birds filled the atmosphere with their random songs. The scout village was lively as usual and people were going about their assigned tasks. She heard someone call her from the waters. She scanned around for the voice and spotted Sipho waving at her. She waved back with a smile. She brushed a strand of hair behind her ear before placing a cloth on her head. She bent down to lift the pot."Need a hand?" A familiar voice said from behind her."Kumah: you should be resting." She said adjusting the cloth."Not really: in fact, I feel great!" He said"Clearly my father didn't break enough of your bones, did he?" She laughed."Ha! Very funny. Let me help you: it’s the least I could do." Kumah insisted"Well, having a butler won’t be a bad." She repliedKumah picked the pot of water and pla
Dingane and Kumah turned to the direction of the voice. A skinny tall man raced towards them; he wore a skirt with a small leather bag strapped around his shoulders. Kumah could see his rib press against his sides. He wondered if the man was suffering from some disease.Dingane saw the man approach them and let out a disappointing sigh.‘’What is it Mpilo?’’Mpilo paused and tried to catch his breath. He took several deep breaths, each inhale taking a considerable amount of effort.‘’Is he ok?’’ Kumah asked.Dingane’s composure shifted. He gave Kumah a disapproving look, like he wasn’t supposed to say what he just said. Mpilo’s deep breaths suddenly stopped.‘’Excuse me?’’ Mpilo’s tone switched from a tired one to a more threatening toneKumah took a step back and s
Berthold saw the questioning look in her eyes. He expected this reaction from her and gave her a moment to gather herself before he spoke.‘’It’s not really a pleasant surprise but you needed to see this. We found his body last two weeks at the warehouse. And the reason I didn’t inform you until now is that orders from above demanded we keep this information classified.’’The look on her face suddenly switched from panic to calm. Berthold knew she was breaking down on the inside"Two weeks?" she asked, her voice shakingHe noddedSimone placed both hands in her pocket and looked closely at the wound in Yvet’s neck.‘’This was professional work’’ She said ‘’Hired assassins’’Berthold smiled. She’d gone into total detective mode just like that. For someone to switch emotions at will was frightening.Simone was the best detective
“Calm down Simone’’ Berthold said. Taking a seat on the bed at one corner of the room. “I think we can talk things out Mr Chester. We would be willing to exchange something of value for what you know about the murder. Name your price.” Chester let out a long sigh. "Fine. I'll tell you what I know." Simone and Berthold leaned in, eager to hear what he had to say. "But first," Chester said, his eyes flicking to Simone. "I want to know why you're so eager to find out who killed the Admiral." Simone hesitated for a moment before answering. "It's our job to solve this case and bring the killer to justice." Chester snorted. "I don't buy it. There's something more going on here." Simone's eyes narrowed. "What do you mean?" "I mean, why do you care so much about this case? What's in it for you?" Simone was taken aback. She hadn't expected Chester to ask such a personal question. She took a deep breath before answering. "Admiral Yvette was my father," she said, her voice barely above
EUROPIA CITY Berthold was sitting at the breakfast table with his family, enjoying a hearty meal of eggs and bacon. He has a beautiful wife and two boys. He heard a knock at the door. He excused himself and went to answer it, finding Simone standing on his doorstep. It’s been three days since the funeral and she totally ghosted him. "Good morning, Berthold," Simone said, a serious look on her face. "I'm sorry to intrude on your breakfast, but I need your help with the investigation. I really need to do this. Can you come with me now?" Berthold raised an eyebrow. He hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Of course," he said. "I'll grab my coat and be right with you." He knew Simone all too well. She still had that childish determination in her eyes. She wasn’t going to let this case rest until she gets to the bottom of it and since she barely had any friends, he was the only one she could turn to. He turned and went back inside, quickly explaining the situation to his family and p
Sipho walked through the dark eerie forest. The sun had set and the predators of the night were wide awake. The moonlight fought its way through the thick leaves of the forest trees in vain. Sipho could hardly see. Lucky for him he had a keen sense of smell and little light rays that managed to beat the competition helped him to navigate his way through the forest.He carried a bag full of food supplies, Amahle’s potions and some water. He didn't expect Kumah to have made it this far in one night. Sipho’s feet hurt from walking all day. He decided to catch his breath under a tree. He pulled out his bottle and took a sip of water. He sighed.He looked up to get a glimpse of the night sky. The large leaves of the trees brought him back to reality. “They just had to choose the perfect hiding spot for the scout village” He thought to himself. Sipho continued walking till he reached the forest border. The forest was surveyed and safe zones were separated from the dark zones by a magic b
It's Jayde at full speed coming straight for Brett. He ditches the walking stick and races through the boulevard gate. Jayde throws a small dagger at Brett only missing his cheeks slightly, but He did not flinch. A ruthless determination keeps him going. He enters a building and climbs up to the first floor pushing anyone who stood in his way. The guards yelled “Hey! no running in the hallway”. Oblivious to their screams, he continued to the second floor. They stared at him and stared back at each other confused. Jayde suddenly bolted past them with incredible speed.While Jayde realized she might lose sight of him, she brushed her fingertips on the walls just to have a glimpse of the blueprint and his location. She smiled. Brett keeps running after what feels like ages, he made his way up a spiral staircase with a small door at the end. He bangs the door open without hesitation. He’s already on the roof. He closed the door behind him and turned the key which was hanging from the lo
The day was long gone, and the night was young. Jayde walked into an inn, The Wanderer's Rest. The place was crawling with drug dealers, bounty hunters and assassins who knew her pretty well. She looked around for Brett. Of course, she didn’t expect him to be sitting amongst these people. She did see a whole lot of familiar faces. Some she worked with and others who didn’t want to relive their days with her. “You lost, pretty girl?” A man with a deep voice stood up from his table and walked towards Jayde. She watched as he approached her. “What’s a pretty face like you doing in a place like this.” He spoke Jayde said nothing. She wished she could cut that attitude out of him and shove it up his ass. “You know, I could buy you a drink then we could head upstairs to my room and get some action.” He said licking his lips. At this point Jayde had already pictured him without an arm and her sword deep within one eye socket which should be the ideal case but she had a gut feeling that t
EUROPIA CITY Dignitaries gathered at an unknown location to honor the death of Admiral Yvet. The event was held in a huge building which Simone could tell cost a ton of gold to build. It was premium from top to bottom. The event hall was huge and stretched far as the eye could see. She could hardly believe such a building could even exist. The lamp-stands were made from pure gold and the attendants were nothing less of beyond rich. She stood next to Cateline consoling her while holding Zoey’s hand. She spoke to familiar people who were surprised to see her since she disappeared. She scanned through the crowd for Berthold. He was busily getting drunk on wine and trying to pick up the single ladies. She shook her head. Jayde walked through the rich crowd with a tray full of wine glasses. “May I have another glass?” a familiar voice said. Jayde turned to see Kira behind her. Kira was dressed in a long black dress decorated with diamonds. The silver bracelets she wore complimented her e
The next day, the village was lively as usual, everyone was going about their assigned duties. Amahle was attending to the sick in the infirmary. She begun wrapping a piece of bandage on the arm of a soldier who gut cut during practice. She couldn’t shake off what happened last night. She felt guilty for allowing Kumah to leave the village and she didn’t want to think of how she’d feel if Sipho finds out. She’s been avoiding him so far but sooner she’d have to tell him the truth. “Argh!” the man winced. Amahle was brought back to reality by the mans groan. She must have wrapped too tight. ‘’Sorry!’’ she exclaimed The man chuckled. Amahle’s cheeks turned red. The man was in his late thirties, quite muscular as expected of a Zulu warrior. He had long hair and an overgrown beard. ‘’Everything okay?’’ He asked ‘’I’m not the one with the bandaged arm.’’ She snapped. The man was shocked at her response. There was a moment of silence before she realized that he was just trying to be
Zulu scout villageThe sun was setting and everyone was preparing for the night. Kumah sat next to a camp fire in the middle of the village with the spear in hand. He examined it from the tip of the blade to the handle. It was elegant. Dingane had already left for the main Zulu clan and he was left thinking about what Dingane said.‘’Mind if I joined you?’’ Sipho askedKumah looked up to him, ‘’Sure’’Sipho smiled and sat next to Kumah. ‘’that’s a cool blade.’’ Sipho said. ‘’Where did you get it?’’‘’Oh this, Dingane gave it to me.’’ Kumah said.Sipho’s eyes lit with excitement. ‘’A royal blade, that’s awesome. Can I hold it?’’‘’Sure.’’ Kumah shrugged.‘’You better not touch that blade
Jayde and Kira stepped through the portal and arrived on the main deck. The air smelled of algae growing on the sides of the ship. They walked down the stairs into the orlop, passing through a corridor. The crew were busily attending to their assigned tasks. Some looked at the duo with disapproval, others with fear while some just minded their own business. They stopped in front of a room. Kira knocked. The peephole opened and a familiar pair of eyes looked through. ‘’Hi Big Ben!’’ Kira said He grunted and opened the door. Kira and Jade walked in before he shut the door behind them and leaned on it. Jayde hated Big Ben’s presence. His name was a perfect description of the man. He was huge. Too huge he had to bend slightly when walking through the ship’s corridors. That became his normal posture after bending too often. He looked like a hunchback. Jayde liked to be the dominant one in the room, she hated feeling small. It brought back glimpses of her past. The