Weston's wife Emilia could not help but drop to her knees as her legs started shaking. She could hold the fear no longer, and she fell to the floor in a dishevelled heap we her grief poured out in a flood of uncontrollable tears. Her entire body was shivering as tears kept flowing out of her eyes. Weston ran to his crying wife and took her in his embrace.“It's alright. Everything's alright. There is no need to worry.” he comforted his wife.“We're safe.”Although they were both shaken from the core of their heart, Weston knew that he needed to keep his calm so that he could comfort his wife. He had just gone through a deadly situation, but his wife went through even worse. A man was killed when he was just a few inches away from her. Not only that but she was also taken hostage previously. Weston could only imagine what she must be going through.Emilia bawled her eyes out as she hugged Weston tightly. Her crying voice seemed very painful. Weston kept wiping the tears that managed to
I'm not doing this because I want to either. But because we must. It is dangerous to be allowed to walk free. We must inform the cops. The boy needs to be caged to keep everyone else safe, or we can only imagine how many lives he will take.” Emilia told her husband as she dialled the number of the ARV emergency line.“But that boy.. he will be caged like a beast. We don't know what they will do to him. He might even be killed. Is this okay? No matter what, he did save our lives.” Weston stressed as he stepped forward. He caught her left hand with both his hands which stopped her from calling. Weston looked at the eyes of his wife, full of emotions.“Please think again.” *Shawn reached the higher floors and walked towards the nearest door, where he heard some sound coming from. Within seconds, he reached the door, but he did not open it as he was close enough to hear what was being talked about inside.The first thing he heard was Emilia talking.“I have thou
Jacksonville Florida was peaceful. The chirping of birds could be heard. People were going to their work while some were coming back from their work. In the same city existed a restaurant, which had a 'closed' board hung on the door.Due to this board, no one tried entering this place, not that it generally has any traffic anyway.Inside the restaurant, hordes of bodies could be seen spread everywhere. It seemed like a slaughter had taken place here only recently. As for the person who had caused the slaughter, he was upstairs.The bottom floor of this building was the restaurant, whereas the top floor was the residential quarters of the couple who owned the restaurant. Unfortunately, that same couple was standing with a pale face in front of Shawn.It seemed as if someone had sucked the blood off their faces, but it was clear that this was because of the fear they were experiencing. They had just talked about informing the police of Shawn. Not only that, they had even said that it wa
The sky was covered in heavy clouds, providing much-needed shade to the ground. In the shade of the clouds, a young fifteen-year-old boy was walking through the streets of Jacksonville Florida.The boy was wearing what seemed like properly clean clothes that were a little big compared to his size, but they weren't creating any discomfort.As the boy walked, he kept looking to his left and right as if he was trying to find something.“Where is it..” he muttered with a confused face. Why was it so hard to find his own home?Shawn had not been to his home in five years, and even before that, he did not know where it was. So he was having an exceptionally hard time trying to find his home.He kept walking through the city from one road to another. He checked every road and every alley to find his home but to no avail. Unfortunately, he did not even know if his house still existed. It had been so long, that the house might have been destroyed to have another building take its place. He did
*2008*Rapid footsteps could be heard as a boy ran through an alley with a cake box in his hand. His black hair was dusty and sweat covered his dark-skinned face. He seemed so eager to get to his destination and not even the fatigue showing on his face could deter him. He ran as he panted till he got to a small house, he stopped and knocked.“Mom! Dad! I'm back.” his small voice rang out. This boy was (is) me. My name is Mackintosh Perch, from Central Africa and my life-changing journey begins on this day, on my birthday.A joyous day in the family as it's my birthday. I had just clocked the age of nine and my Uncle came from Malaysia (Africa) to celebrate my birthday. I was greatly shocked as well as exhilarated, yet although he came bearing gifts, I still had this tingling sensation that all would soon change. I couldn't explain it but I knew he didn't come from Malaysia just to celebrate my birthday, either he came with good news or it was pure bad news. Well, I didn't have to wait
He stared at me for a while and I felt he could see through me and even sense my worries.“Don't worry laddie, it's all fate and destiny, you'll be home in no time” he said before turning to one of the crew members.“Lift Anchor!”“Aye Aye lord Lucius.”And that's how my journey started.Just then the food was brought. When the man gently kept the tray in front of me, Lucius opened the lids and took the initiative to explain.“Here's a fruit salad to help replenish the blood cells and here's a stuffed microwave chicken, I know you don't like pork meat, so I didn't prepare stuffed pig, and here are the Chinese noodles or as it's called Chow Ming, it's good for you and it's medicinal, and finally, this is a 1959 cognac wine only fit for Kings. I knew you were coming so I prepared all these for you.”If my earlier reaction was surprise then right now I was shocked and spooked“You knew I was coming?”He smiled“Yes, we've been waiting for you.”It didn't make any sense but the feeling of
The lean man looked at me with a shocked expression, he dropped the dagger, turned around and ran off down the alley.I looked at my hands, wow, I've got the strength of a raging bull. I can't explain it, but when I acted on my instinct and concentrated hard, I seemed to have gained more strength and did something a normal person couldn't do.“You have my thanks, tell me, what shall I call you?”I looked at her and thought about it.“You can call me Mackintosh,” I told her my name.She was surprised“That's not a Roman name, I shall call you Maximus.”I was annoyed, why would she change my name? And who gave her the right to do so?“Hey lady, my name is Mackintosh and not Maximus.”She merely smiled“Stay calm stranger, come, I shall take you home and get a stable for your horse.”I was already pissed but I had no choice but to follow her.She casually walked towards the end of the alley which seemed to lead to another street.“You came to Rome at the wrong time stranger, the Persians
When he said that, I was speechless.I was stunned, no, I was dazed. But I knew I couldn't reject the King's offer in front of his loyal subjects, that would be degrading his authority. So I got down on one knee“My Lord, your servant is overwhelmed with such an offer, what I did was merely an act of helping the people.”He smiled and took me up“What you did is what no man was willing to do, and you did it out of the goodness of your heart and not for glory nor politics, therefore today you shall be son, Prince Maximus,” he said in plain English, but perhaps that's how it sounded to me. It seemed my brain had adjusted to their weird language.The Roman general knelt on one knee“Hail the godsent, Hail Prince Maximus.”Every other soldier knelt as well and the crowd stood up and shouted in unison“Hail the godsent, Hail Prince Maximus, Hail Hail Hail.”I just stood there, opened my mouth but no words could be formed.And just like that I was made a Prince. ***A week later***T