New Rockville

Chapter 13.

"Wake up, wake up!?!" I was father's voice. I looked up at him, I was back on the kitchen floor on Ganuku's blankets and sponge.

I really did not know how I got back home, but from the horrific stare my father was giving me, I knew something was wrong.

"Who did this to you?" He asked.

I did not pay attention, I was thinking about last night, about how I nearly died. So many things had happened yesterday. Me and Ganuku's had traveled to Evalon graveyard, we performed a ritual. Something had happened to me last night because I only remembered collapsing inside his grave, although it was weird, almost like witchcraft. My soul felt like it was traveling again, but it also felt like I was reborn. Ganuku had made me chant about giving him access to my temple, I did not know what that was about, but he was able to enter my vessel.

His soul was now mysteriously living in my body, with me and I could feel its presence. It felt like I could feel him and he could take over. His soul felt strange, it felt raw and it also felt like death.

I think I was putting my own life in a straw line of decease, experiencing that. I didn't feel like myself anymore. I probably was dead. He made me cut the chicken and pour its blood all over my body. I could feel a strange presence. Like a third entity was with us. I felt myself drift far back to unconsciousness and he took over. I had no control over myself anymore. Maybe I was possessed.

"Clearance?! Clearance?!" Father called me again and he shook me vigorously, but then darkness engulfed me.

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Ganuku's POV:

"Huh!" I sighed loudly... Life felt different from when I last lived. I was in a different body, but I had an experience of what it felt like to live on this earth again. My soul had been wronged too many times, for me to have grace. It felt so different to reincarnate back to earth, in a human form.

I had been transformed, the time I died, but my spirit had be wondering around for a long time, I wished I could get over my past experiences and start a fresh, but I knew so much. I was not even accepted by father's ancestors, they said I was a bastard and that I had to find a proper ritual, before they could accept me.

I could only think of one thing as I came back to earth. Revenge. It was the only thing that was brewing in my soul. In that moment I felt my soul leave my body, I thought that I was going to find peace but I found more rage, I needed justice more than anything.

"Clearance, Clearance who did this to you?" Father asked me again. Now I had the power to take over Clearance's body. So I spoke, "Abraham and his brothers. They did this to me." I spoke feeling stoic in my expression, but my spirit was cunning.

"They did what? ARE YOU SURE?!" He asked again.

"Yes I am sure, why would I lie? Oh, I forgot, you do not want to kill your own sons." I spoke with sarcasm.

"What??!" He asked again.

"Well of course, in your eyes, your sons can do no wrong? You do not want to kill them remember? You told me that at the shopping center. Well now they have started with their mean pranks." I informed him. I was blunt and sarcastic.

I was probably sure that Clearance would have not said something like that, he was scared shitless of our father, but I could not help that I personally despised him. He was weak and he was a coward.

"Is this one of your episodes, where you are hallucinating again?" He asked clearly proving my point, on the perception I had of him.

"Okay, they did nothing. Something else just took my body away from our shared room that we all sleep in and it made me sleep in Ganuku's blankets. I do not know what it was." I told him, getting over that conversation already.

"Okay, what do you want me to do?" He asked me.

"Send them to aunt Rosina, for six weeks, but do not inform them why you are sending them there." I said to my father. I was plotting and planning, thinking of the next few weeks, it could enable me to plan and overcome challenges.

"You want me to kick my sons out of the house?" He asked again. Looking at me like I was delirious.

"No, they can stay and murder me next time." I told him.

"Samson!?! Abraham?!!!" He called them.

"Father?!" The answered from their bedroom and then they came, when they opened father's door they saw me. Abraham's fear skyrocketed, but Samson remained Stoic. He was just like me, not fazed by blood.

"Who did this to your brother?" He asked them.

"We do not know!" They told him in unison.

"Oh, so non of you have pulled this juvenile prank on your youngest brother? No one saw what poured this blood on him?" He asked them getting irritated.

"Who made him sleep on his dead brother's blankets?" He asked them again.

"Simon suggested that we put him there, he seemed dead last night, it was a little joke. It was nothing serious." Abraham stated. He was a bit slow and too innocent sometimes, but his loyalty to the devil was also crazy.

"You know what I think should happen right now? Take your brothers with you and go to aunt Rosina for the whole month. Until then I do not want to see you around my face. Father took my advice. I was a bit surprised. I looked at them, Abraham tried to plead, but Samson remained stoic like he could see he was dealing with something else either than Clearance.

"Let us go." He finally told Abraham.

"No, dad I am sorry, this will never happen again. Dad please?" He pleaded.

"Get out, I do not even have the strength to whoop you for your negligence this time. I just want you to go to aunt Rosina she will probably teach you something about morals. Clearance bathe yourself. I need some air. When I get back, I want to find you clean and your brothers gone or so God help me. " He finally said and he got out, leaving all of us behind.

I started cleaning myself and my brothers looked at me like I was a different person. I knew what they were going to ask me, but I remained silent and waited.