Charles's - [P.O.V]
I could tell he had an opposite Plan as my well trained eyes monitor his movements."Oh sure, I know right?" He asked with a smile before he pulled out his gun and fired it straight at me.I felt the bullet pierce through me and it sent me to the ground, causing me to bleed immediately as I removed my gun firing it at him with my eyes closed as fear rushed through me.I opened my eyes to see water shooting out of my gun.My friend Ceepron, Betrayed me?"I appreciate you for successfully transporting the world's deadliest and the most dangerous radioactive bomb to us, good thing Ceepron used someone we could eradicate without problems." He said as I looked at him a bit worried."You, my boy, will be eliminated within seconds." He pointed his gun straight at me as the rest of the men gathered around me with their hefty machine guns in their hands."After the count of three... We fire according to my order okay." He said nicely."One!" He called as I thought of my mother."Two!" He called as I thought of my brother Drian."Three!" He called as I thought of my love Benita."Fellow gentlemen, Fire!" He Orders.I covered myself with the box as different bullets pierced through my body in return as I stayed still over the ground.I could see my soul already leaving my body right now."Stop! You stupid goats! You are shooting at the box!" The man said, walking to my almost lifeless body over the floor.I felt like a fire was burning inside of me.It was no longer painful anymore.It was something worse than pain.The boom exploded into me.I saw how the force swept away all the men around me and I felt how the force exploded through the entire area.Completely destroying the buildings around.It felt like I controlled it.The chaotic power roared through the entire place.I controlled it to stop, only to see that I was absorbing that chaotic energy into myself and when I opened my eyes, I found myself on my feet, seeing as my veins glowing blue in return.Then I noticed that my skin was throwing out those bullets that were shot into my body as my torn out clothes rearranged itself and my wounds healed instantly.It felt like I controlled time."Mum!" I said as I turned running back.I soon reached back towards Ceepron' house.He was nowhere to be found.Ahh! He tricked me.I frowned, annoyed before my phone rang in return.I picked the call immediately.It was Drian."Charles, they burnt our home." Drian said."What?" I was shocked."Who?" I asked, frightened."I don't know." He cries to me."Why?" I asked him, with my heart breaking inside."I just said I don't know Charles." He cries loudly to me."Bad guys are after me too... I'm tired, could it be that God is upset with us?" He said to me frustrated."Run Drian, Use the map Drian, let's find each other." I said to him as I kept the call on, as I began running as fast as I could.I could hear him getting apprehended by them."Next time, you won't ever punch a man you don't know." One of the men said as Drian cried while being beaten.Gilbert Luison was the only man Drian punched that I knew of… I continued using the map to find him.I could tell he was in a dangerous situation.My poor brother, Oh no."Ga!" A gunshot was released.My race suddenly slowed down as chills went through me, then I ran even faster like my life depended on it."Bwar!" Another gunshot occured and my mouth was wide open in shock and I rushed towards my brother, holding him to himself while Drian fell to his knees as I tried holding up."Drian, don't you dare sleep!" I pleaded."Please don't close your eye.." I begged him as I tapped his cheeks repeatedly."Ga!" Another bullet pierced through his back.I looked to see the ground of men in black suits and glasses entering their car and they drove off at speed."Burn all of you!" I screamed in tears, anger to revenge and I felt a heavy wave fire towards their car, from my hand.Goom! - Their car flew six times crashing badly as I looked at my palm worried, my power was beginning to showface.But they still succeeded to Leave.Then blood rushed out of his mouth."I'm so sorry Charles, I couldn't make it." He sobbed, staring back into my eyes.Tears rushed down my eyes as I held his shirt shaking, because I wasn't ready to lose him at all, not with all the power I had or the money I had under approval.I carried him over my back as I rushed to the hospital to get him treated.As soon as I reached the hospital... Drian pushes himself off from my back.He fell to the floor at my sight."Please! don't even dare to think stupid!" I said to him hopelessly as I rushed to pick him up but he fought my hands Off."You have to leave!" He screams at me.I stared at my brother, unable to leave his sight.Even though we weren't blood brothers, our bond was extremely powerful.I could die in his place.What Gilbert has done to him will not go unforgiven.A call-me-back alarm entered my phone and I opened the voice Mail.It's our mum's Doctor."I wanted to inform you that If you can't get the fifteen thousand dollars to buy for her blood transfusion, then you should get someone with a blood type - O - to visit the hospital to donate the blood for her, her case is very fatal." She said to me and as Drian held my hand in his.Charles's - [P.O.V]He truly wanted me to Leave."You are a blood type O... Go now, I'll be fine, don't worry I won't sleep." he said looking at me."Wait Charles, promise me that no matter what happens, you will be strong and make it in life, so all these people will pay." He said as he placed his palm over my cheeks."I promise, just wait for me, I will get help for you." I said to him as I ran into the hospital like a mad man."Somebody please help, my brother... He is out there." I called for help and a few nurses followed me.As soon as I reached outside.I felt uncertain about him.The waves coming from him seem disconnected.I looked at Drian before I reached him.I grabbed Drian into myself as I looked at him.And my heart broke to know that... He was dead.With all the power I had in this world... I let my brother die.How careless have I become.A hurtful burning tear burns out of my eyes.This was all part of my plans.My goal was to watch all these disasters Happen to fuel
Charles's - [P.O.V]I couldn't stop My feet at all, even so My energy was low but I soon stopped.I had reached our house which was almost burnt to nothing, shocked at the sight, I didn't know how to take it at all.I felt dead already inside.My mother is dead... I couldn't help her, these people were far smarter than some wars I faced, the worst part is they aren't even coming out to fight one on One.My brother Drian is dead too... I couldn't save him.Our house has been burnt down to the ground."What else am I doing in this world?" I asked myself.There's no one that I can love or that would love me."My life is now finished in reality." I said to myself.It began to rain and I fell to my knees.I looked at the sky in return to see God.How could he exist and let me suffer this much?"Why?" I asked him as I looked over the ground to see a short knife which I picked up."Why did you bring me to this world to suffer?" I asked."Eh!?" I cried to him."I am tired of this world, let m
Charles's - [P.O.V]I had lost Memories Twice.One was meant for my true Family who have been in search of me and the other is after I returned after my spies’s news."We were attacked on our way back home by some unknown men, they hit our car over the bridge, and we tumbled numerous times." I said as she used her handkerchief to clean the tears rolling off my eyes as I stared at her."I understand how miserable that must have felt, so just be precise with your narration, I need to be sure something worse didn't happen to you." She said with her eyes reddened as she looked at me."When I woke up, dad was bleeding really badly but he still protected me, taking multiple bullets from the men who opened fire on us." I explained."Our car exploded causing me to be thrown into the large river underneath the bridge and it was after that time that I lost all my memories." I said, recalling everything in detail."After then, I joined a gang to survive before an old lady whom I called mother, h
Charles's - [P.O.V]As soon as I had gotten in."Shut it!" I shouted and the hospital security man slammed the glass door closed, locking it."Call 911." Mr. Donatus said to the security man as bullets punctured through the bulletproof glass door, over and over again."This was definitely unexpected." Mr. Donatus said.I looked at the people shooting.I couldn't believe Ceepron wanted to kill me.We were childhood friends.When did it come to all these?"I knew it. it should be from the family, I guess this is how they wish to extend their greetings."My mother said before I interrupted."No, these people are after me, their gang is a familiar one, they want something back." I was saying before my mother looked at me."What is that?" She asked."A bomb." I said to her."A bomb?" She asked surprised."Does this look like a good time to joke?" She blasted before letting out a frustrated smile."We need to leave here as soon as possible." Mr. Donatus advices looking at both I and my mum.
Charles's - [P.O.V]"This time on the news channel, Gilbert expresses his desire to become president of the United States, who will be getting married to Miss Benita in a week's time as Media rumours Benita proves that she is pregnant for Gilbert too." The newscaster announced it and I was shocked."Benita is pregnant for Gilbert?" I asked.Mr. Donatus praises his iPad before he looks at me with a concerned face."Our IT team confirms that she is." He stated."So she couldn't wait for me, and now they're getting married, wow."I teared up. "Young master, can you explain what you mean?" Mr. Donatus asked."I mean, who is this woman to you?" He added."That's the only woman that I truly love, Mr. Donatus." I said to him with my eyes teary already, knowing the pain I went through for her."I should have known she would never choose me or fight for our love." I said tearing up."I should have known." I said as I slapped myself."Young master." Mr. Donatus calls shocked."I feel like nothi
Charles's - [P.O.V]"Okay sir, I will do just that." She responded back to me respectfully.I looked at my palm."Mr. Donatus, what's the time?" I asked him."It's just 3PM sir.." He said to me."Good, now invite the national Chairman because I have an interest in becoming what my father always envisioned for me." I said to him."You want to become the country's president and a direct campaigning candidate against Gilbert." He asked like it was a statement."Ofcourse, it is now a crime?" I responded."It is actually cool, I mean you have almost 90% of the Earth's wealth, so why?" He asked."I want to spite on him and break whatever he loves so that he can feel the same amount of pain that he put me through, bit by bit until I am done avenging the life of my brother." I said to him as he looks at me concerned."You shouldn't look at me that way." I warned."That man Murdered my brother." I said about losing my tears before I controlled my tears."I was once hopeless and I watched my ho
Charles's - [P.O.V]I was still watching the video.My lips slightly opened in surprise."My son." Rona cries falling on his knees.I turned to look at Mr. Donatus in rage.Did he just order for their deaths without my permission?"Mr. Donatus." I called him like a demon.He notices my erupting rage before he walks towards me and whispers in my ears, before standing back beside me and I smiled.I was begining to love this man called Mr. Donatus.The holographic video shows Bona's son and Ceepron's mother getting back up on their feets."Look at me Carefully." I said starring at them."I am the wrath and wicked chaos of God in human form!" I shouted at them and they all began to go to their knees in return, throwing their weapons away as I looked at them."Tell me, who is your king?" I roared."Charles." They all called my name at once."You should stop crying Ceepron, you know, funny enough, I am sure this revenge tastes like the water of the toy gun that you gave me to protect myself
Charles's - [P.O.V]I starred at him shocked."How could you... Why?" I asked him."Today you will meet your end.." He said with a smile.The goat was even copying my devilish smile."Fire then, finish me." I said as I spread my hand apart."End me." I yelled at him.He walked closer to me.Pointed the gun to my forehead and fired.Water splashes over my face as I stared at him."I knew it was a fake." I said to him as we bursted out a hot laugh holding the staircase as we laughed together."Ha-ha- Enough." I ordered."Young master.." He said with a bow. I turned and headed into my room.I closer my eyes and the next thing... It alarms.I had slept eight hours already.I got up from my bed, refreshing my body afterwards.I came out of the toilet naked to see him standing in the room and he maintains his eyes at mine."Greetings young master, this is your disguise wear, which I was able to get.'' He said, dropping a torn cloth over the bed."What?" I asked surprised."You want me to p
Pulling her dress upward, he sucked on her navel. “Oh Brian, I love that,” she whispered, wriggled on the floor like an earthworm and started breathing hard when he pulled her skirt to her ankles and saw she had no lingerie; her wet well shaven vagina was already calling on him. “Oh Brian what are you waiting for? Do what you know best,” she moaned with her eyes shut, mouth opened and hands fondling her breasts. Brian looked at the camera he mounted at the wardrobe and it was well positioned to film them as they were about to have sex. He smiled, and unzipped his trousers. Another sex tape was about to be released.Flashback:“And all these happen for your sake. Grandma was hospitalized because I pulled a trick you wanted, what about Mr. Biscuit; he died because I sheltered you from the rain when your car broke down.”“You forgot the part of you drugging my drink just to sleep with me. What haven’t you done?”She raised her voice amid flaming stares. “I did not drug your drink. Yo
Brian and Sia drove quietly, barely stealing a glance at each other and keeping a stern look; no one wanted to say a word to the other. When Brian became bored he turned on the CD player in his Chevrolet and a soft sonorous voice of Blues dominated their midst, as they sped across the chilly tar road of California. Sia watched as Brian pulled over a boutique. Once he turned off the CD player, Sia inquired, “Where are you taking me to?” Brian rolled his eyes at her, “What does it look like?” he turned his gaze away from her, seeing that she wasn’t interested in eye contact. "I want to gift you a shopping spree,” He mumbled and caught her gaze when she finally looked at him, her eyes full of surprises. “I don’t expect that now. I thought you were driving me home,” she said softly. Brian forced a smile and breathed hard, “you had better wear your seat belt because I am about driving you crazy. I just want you to know I made enough money from my drugs. I can’t spend it a
Sia was well seated at the police station opposite detective Ben and an illuminating lantern shone across their faces as she was interrogated. She had been lying about the call she put to the police and she just had to keep lying otherwise Brian would be implicated.Earlier she was highly infuriated to put an end to all about Brian; she was hell-bent on snitching on Brian with the police over his notorious cocaine peddling. Inwardly she had come to the end of the tunnel with Brian and the best way she chose to do away with Brian was snitching on him. She had picked up her phone, stared sternly at the 911 she just dialed, and when a voice picked it on the other end, she declined the call. She struggled within herself to keep her trembling hand to a firm hold. Her hand suddenly started shaking as one suffering from Parkinson’s disease. Her heart had increased its pressure and speed; it was not fear neither was it timidity; it was a greater force than obses
Three police cars screeched into the compound of Mr. and Mrs. Coleman and a band of armed police men led by inspector Ben dashed out from the cars and advanced to the door. His officer stood at alert, eyes darting here and there around the neighborhood, with their rifles handy and ready to take a shot if need be. Mr. and Mrs. Coleman were having breakfast at the time. At the resounding cry of the siren their breakfast was interrupted as they paused thoughtfully to know where the siren was blaring. In few seconds the door bell went in ding-dong. They stared at each other, as quietness hung over them. With their raised brow, they questioned the siren that kept blaring outside of their house. They had not expected police or emergency unit to come close to their neighborhood except something tragic had happened in their neighborhood. The doorbell rang again and their faces were much scowled now, convinced that it was coming from their flat. “That is coming from our door,” Mrs. Co
Brian gave Mr. Biscuit a befitting burial. Beside its grave he built a monument which he specially dedicated to Mr. Biscuit. Grandma didn’t honor the burial and he knew she wasn’t going to pay her last respect to a charismatic pet that served her more than most of her laborers- the wrath of losing Mr. Biscuit still hung in her heart, and Brian would have to earn grandma’s forgiveness before the center between them could hold.Other laborers who honored the last respect to Mr. Biscuit had dispersed to their duties, leaving only Sia and Brian standing at the grave; which had; MR BISCUIT 2020-20222, eligibly written across the monument with titillating pictures of the pet and flowers littered all over.“We are going to miss it so much,” Sia said mildly, standing beside Brain who was still all tears. She looked at his sober face and wondered if he was actually pained for the death of Mr. Biscuit or guilt of being responsible for the death; She had overheard grandma nag
Ken had been in a hot bickering with Mrs. Fanny over her decision to divorce her husband. In as much as he wanted her the guilt of not saving Mr. Fanny from jail wouldn’t allow him encourage her intention. He was of the opinion of giving Mr. Fanny a second chance to love her, also to stand by him in this trying moment- as he serves his jail term. But Mrs. Fanny had barked at ken.“You are saying trash,” she had told ken, “Tell me how I am going to spend the rest of my life with a man I can’t trust?”“We are all humans. You have your flaws too,” Ken had replied. .“My flaws wouldn’t lie and make you feel comfortable only for you to hear the truth in a court of law,” she had gone crimson as her face folded in anger, “My flaws wouldn’t tell you I have got a job at a grocery store meanwhile I am a cocaine king pin.”Ken interrupted, “Oh come on the days of a man are full of ups and downs. Whatever he did in New York; whatever
Grandma, Sia and a few laborers were all tears when Brian drove into the compound and rushed into the ball room. He scarcely could ask anyone what the problem was because everyone was sober and all tears. He stood gaping, confused about his next line of action. Thought of Mr. Biscuit struck in his head and he made to its room, combing around for it.“Mr. Biscuit! Mr. Biscuit!” he chanted as he left its room to search in his room. The moment he opened the door, on the floor was a figure covered with a sheet. His hands convulsed massively as he squatted to unveil the figure. And when he did the lifeless body of Mr. Biscuit flashed before his eyes. The pet died the moment it stopped falling early hours in the morning. Brian stroked its fluffy hairs and felt how cold they were now. The smart dog had died with its pink tongue stuck out; it lay helplessly on the floor with all its limbs falling to the left side and a lump of blood had caked under its
The chirping of birds and twilight at dawn were much in the chilly morning of the next day. A buzzing call came on Brian’s phone and he flinched from sleep as one that woke from dream, rubbed his eyes and gazed around himself to see he was naked under the duvet “Oh my God!” he exclaimed as he peered under the duvet to behold his penis lying between his testis. “What the hell happened to me?” he cried, shutting his eyes from beholding yet further. He stared at his side and saw his jeans, T-shirt, sneakers, boxers, a female lingerie and bra lying on the floor carelessly and his heart skipped as one falling from the mountain top.” What did I do? Oh my world. What did I do? Oh my world! No, no, no, Brian,” he cried, punching into the foam and his eyes rolled in search of Meyer. Another buzzing call came on his phone and he reached to it, and saw that grandma had been calling since the previous night. “Oh, damn!” he cried, “What came over me?” He shook his head and crawled out of the
Brian was well seated in the sofa, calm, and collected within himself as he waited for Meyer to fetch him some hot coffee. He had wanted them to meet at a cafe but upon her request he had visited her home.She occupied a spacious two bedroom detached bungalow with double bath, a garden, and a mini pool at the back. The house was simply decorated with sizeable frames of family pictures scattered across the wall. In all of the frames Brian had identified Meyer; she still had her oval face with skinny figure. He perceived she still lived with her parents; although he had been curious to know if actually she owned the house.Brian stared at the clock on the wall and saw that the coffee she went to fetch had lingered , not until he heard a shrieking noise of oil over the fire and Meyer standing at the door putting on a sizeable apron that he knew she was preparing lunch.“I am sorry for keeping you waiting. I want you to have a taste of my food,” s