Late in the night after everyone had vacated their duty post. Sir Herbert went to the graveyard where the corpse was kept. He dug the ground and made it seemed like the child was buried. He eloped the UltraDope with the baby. The monk had been booked in an hotel at the jurisdiction of UltraDope. Sir Herbert walked in to the hotel room.
“Monk Pat. Let’s go. The baby is in the car. He needs immediate attention at the moment.”
“What of the mother?” The mock asked.
Sir Herbert sighed.
“She had been killed. I saw a stretcher being pushed out of the medical department. But I was leading the police after dropping the child at the grave where he was to be buried and I wasn’t chanced to check up on her. I am having the feeling that she had been killed.”
The monk nodded and led the way to the exit. They went into the car immediately and the hotel attendant bills was settled by Sir Herbert. The monk was already at the entrance waiting for him. Forthwith the bill was settled, they paced to the car, the sword pierced a part of the baby’s hand. Sir Herbert had prepared a blood in a plastic container which was placed beside the baby.
When the sword pierced the box. It was the container that was targeted and it hit part of his hand which wasn’t that brutal. The monk was already in the car taking care of it. Sir Herbert drove the monk to his home. He couldn’t sleep throughout the night having the thought of the consequences of what he did.
The monk was to be in his house for the main time until the child was resuscitated. Sir Herbert returned to UltraDope the subsequent day. Hemingway wasn’t at the court because of his emotion. He couldn’t take seeing the new born baby being killed.
Sir Herbert walked into the president’s office. He was surprised seeing Hemingway talking with him. Although, he didn’t meet the secretary en route entering, he thought she was in the president’s office. Humphrey paused when he saw him entered.
“How did yesterday go?” Humphrey asked.
“It went well. The child has been buried and everything taken care of. What of the mother?” Sir Herbert said.
“I don’t know. She should also be in the worm with her child at the moment. I think the minister of health has taken care of that.”
Sir Herbert was never wrong. He nodded and sat down gently. Hemingway didn’t know what was going on. He widened his eyes in awe gazing at the Humphrey and Sir Herbert. He saw the indifferent reaction on their face.
Humphrey was the one who invited the two of them to his office. They discussed the matter of the state and when they were done talking, they bade him. Hemingway was trying to know what the communication between them implied. Sir Herbert wasn’t interested in the conversations, instead he was directed to the minister of health. Hemingway really went their to confirm the death of the mother.
Before the closing hour at UltraDope, Sir Herbert had already left and taken the monk to the airport and he returned to Vatice. Although, it was late in the night that everything was arranged so they wouldn’t be any suspicious mind.
Monk Pat returned home safely at the middle of the night and performed the usual ritual on the child and the care began. Sir Herbert had promised to be paying a ceremonial visit to the child. He knew he was still going to be with Humphrey when the fate would come to pass.
When Sir Herbert returned to UltraDope the subsequent day, he was taken to the burial ground where the mother of the child was buried. En route leaving the burial ground, he received a call from the monk to be present at his temple on Sunday. Sir Herbert didn’t know the reason the monk insisted that he had to be present. The call came to an end and he walked to his office kinda worried and he couldn’t wait for Sunday inorder to honour the invitation.
When Sunday came, Sir Herbert went to Vatice as he promised and he met the monk praying. He used the period to walked around the area. It was his off day so he wasn’t in a haste. He enjoyed the little time he spent walking around. The child was tied in a white cloth and placed opposite the monk. The kinda quietness he had experienced on the few occasions he had visited the area had never been experienced before.
He walked to the monk when he saw him standing up from his usual position. He bowed.
“How have you been?” Sir Herbert asked.
“I have been fine.”
Sir Herbert saw the monk smiled for the first time. The monk also had a white mustache which kinda covered the surface of his mouth and only the hair could be seen moving when talking gently.
“How about the child?” Sir Herbert asked.
Monk tweaked his head to the temple where he was placed with a big smile. Sir Herbert knew there was something special with the kinda disposition he met the monk with the excitement he was oozing while talking.
“That’s him there. He is in the best condition. I want you to witness this moment that’s why you are invited here.”
“Oh really? What moment is that?
“Let’s go!” The monk walked gently to the temple and grabbed the child, “I am naming him today.”
“Huh!” Sir Herbert exclaimed with a smile.
He seemed to have been contaminated by the Monk’s smile. He stood as the monk lifted the child up to the sky and told him to have his eyes closed. Sir Herbert was feeling some unusual moment, the trust he had in the monk was what keep him on his toe.
“This child shall be called, Castro,” Monk Pat said.
“Castro…,” Sir Herbert said looking at his eyes.
Castro had come off age and gotten used to the environment. A lot of Monk Pat’s sojourners did refer to him as a mysterious child. There were some uncommon trait that he did limn that it had restricted the in flow of people into the temple. Sir Herbert had been one of the secret father of the child paying monthly visit to the temple and also consult the monk on some personal issues. Sir Herbert’s life hadn’t remained the same since he knew the monk and a lot of personal problem had been solvable.Monk Pat was done having his morning prayer and he ambled down the steps up to his temple. Castro walked up to him. It was his birthday and there was a long time promise the monk made to him. It was a day he had been looking forward to. The first thing standing up from his bed was to go to the temple because he knew that where the monk would be. There were a lot of things he had heard from people who had come around the forest and was eager to know more.Most of his questions had been turned
A week later after Castro’s birthday, Monk Pat took a lengthy stroll to the forest as usual leaving Castro behind to look over the temple. Castro had had the long time plan of having a look at the city of Carten. He had lived all his life near the forest with the monk who seldom go out of the temple jurisdiction, his farthest visit had always been in the bush. The first time he entered UltraDope was when he was apprehended. When he returned to the temple, he saw everywhere quiet. He was expecting to see Castro running about and throwing stones at the birds of the sky as he always did.He wasn’t that concern when he didn’t see him at first, he thought maybe he went to the bush to pop or get something. Few minutes later, the concern was exacerbating in his psyche. He walked around and asked the forest sojourner if they saw him and none could give an answer. Some even avoided answering the question because Castro was like a plague due to some inhuman trait they had seen in him. “Where
Castro walked around the market square helter-skelter with the hope to also commence stealing since that’s what the jobless guys on the street did to survive. It was really a hard one for him being a novice, he kept having the reminiscent of how the money was removed from his pocket, at the end of the day, he concluded that it couldn’t be done alone. Hence, he made the decision to incorporate himself into those guys. His aim looking for those guys this time was to make friends with them, he was certain that they lived around the market. Amidst looking for them, he saw a store which no one was keeping an eye on. He twirled his eyes around and confirmed that they was no one keeping an eye on it. He ambled to the placement. There were myriad of fruit displayed which were captivating. His major interest was in the Apple which he seldom eat. That was the only fruit that he could hardly see in the forest when he did go with Monk Pat.Most of the times he did eat Apple was when his father’
At the end, one of the guys was convinced and felt like taking him in after the stories they heard from him. Although the story was kinda distorted so he wouldn’t be deported back to the temple. They walked to the apartment where they were staying. It was a single room and they all squat in it together. When they reached the apartment, Castro didn’t believe at first that it was meant for the group of guys.The guys were six in numbers, joining them made it seven. Castro was mostly loved by Emmett who was also an handsome young guys. He had been living on the street if Camyork since he was released from the prison. His life had been around gambling and engaging in illicit activities. Emmett and his colleagues could engage in anything as far as it could fetch them money.He sat Castro down forthwith they touched down in their swell and he went to put some water on the fire.“Hey, guy. The gas in that cylinder isn’t that much. You have to be careful with what you are using it for. This f
Castro was seated at a side as the guys began to gamble. Different kinds of gambling activities were going on. Although, the guys shared themselves. Gambling was also a source of income for them. They were at the gambling spot until it was evening. Castro was already jaded having seated for that lengthy hour at one spot. He had lost interest in whatsoever they were doing, although, he joined the guys as he saw them supporting different people. He threw his own support behind Emmett and he won the highest among his friend. Castro seemed to be a lucky charm he came to the gambling spot with.In the end, he lost interest as his voice was almost gone. There was no water that he could use to quench his thirst. He was jus twirling his eyes around like a headless chicken. Emmett seemed to have concluded playing as he had made enough for the day. That was the highest he would be making in a day. Most of the times he had gained some money from bets, it has always been after he had lost a lot a
“Run! Run!! Run!!!” The guy were shouting.They were being pursued by the state police after the constant complaint of the people towards the guys. They weren’t only the group who did engage in such activities. It was still dawn which they deemed perfect to execute their illicit activities. Castro, as he was running with the guys away from the police, he was thinking of what to do. There was no way they would be caught because some of the police men were on the bike riding through the narrow spaces and some were running after them.Castro ensured he was the last among them, he saw the need to sacrifice himself so the guys could flee. He stopped after grabbing his hand on a long bamboo stick and he held it with his chest high. He whacked the first police man who wanted to hit him with his bike. He laid the stick on the road and eloped. They went after him immediately, although, they had relaxed. It was against the law of the Carten Society for a police to shoot the citizen who they wer
A few weeks later, Sir Herbert paid a courtesy visit to Monk Pat after visiting the new Mayor of Vatice. This time, it was only him. He could have come with the national police but he didn’t want it known to Humphrey that he was still in touch with the monk so he wouldn’t raise any suspiciousness.Monk Pat was seated under one of the shed around his temple taking fresh air with his eyes glued to a direction. Monk Pat was already aware of Sir Herbert’s presence but he didn’t know. He kept walking gently thinking he was having a medication with the gods. He stood beside the chair he was seated on and the monk tweaked his head.“Sir Herbert. You can have your seat,” Monk Pat said.He was surprised, he thought he was carried away by the meditation. Sir Herbert sat down gently. Monk Pat adjusted and faced him with a smile.“How have you been?” Sir Herbert asked.“I have been doing marvellously well. How about you?”“I am good.”Sir Herbert was twirling his eyes around. He had never came vi
Emmett listened to his cries and later allowed him to go with them to UltraDope despite his colleagues against it. It was a lengthy hour of journey. It was stressful and sickening due to some environment encounter they had journeying through the land for such long distance.The apartment which had been rented for them, they were directed to the apartment and they would be meeting the person who sponsored them to UltraDope soon. They hadn’t known the particular occupation they had come to do. Castro thought, it was just a change of environment. The young man walked in with his two hands in his pocket. They assembled themselves and kept quiet because they were arguing before he entered. He was looking at the ground and his face didn’t seem friendly.“How are y’all?” asked Tyson.They were all shaking their head. Castro was awed by the trepidation that hit them that they couldn’t speak louder.“We are fine,” Castel responded loud and clear.“I was told that you guys are five. But I am
Ryker nodded. Sir Herbert was saddened. He had no idea what they came to him for because there was no solution.“Do you know priestess Inanna?” Sir Herbert asked.“Priestess Inanna?” Ryker turned to Wilder.Wilder knew her. Although he had never went to his temple since she succeeded priestess Ramona. A few years before Priestess Romano died, an aggrieved Wilder visited him demanding for superpower to use and kill the president for killing his father because he won the election against him.Wilder was lost in thought for a few seconds until Ryker patted him.“I am sorry. I know her. What does she has to do with this?” Wilder asked.“He will give a clear path to this. Priestess Inanna was a top goddess whom I am very familiar with, she was well known and respected across Carter. Before Monk Pat’s prophecy, no one could come near her in terms of divinity. When I met Monk Pat, that was when I knew that she had a match.”Wilder nodded and agreed to visit her if that’s the case. They went
Blade was seated enjoying with some babes when he learnt about President Humphrey’s death. He never saw it coming that fast. Unsurprising, he saw the images online alongside Detective Axel shot in his head. Thoughts were trotting through his psyche. He also learnt that the military had taken over the government. He thought of capitalising on it.Blade never knew that there was a war coming forth from the Vampires. He went on his toe immediately to meet with the his men. Among them were Lurking, Kot and Stein. It was a lengthy hour of discussion. Blade had so much believe in his men that no one except the Vampires could match their strength.They swoop into action immediately to take over UltraDope. The subsequent morning, it was dawn and they swoop into action. They were battling at when information reached him that the Vampires had attacked his base. He was heartbroken and had to ordered the retreat of his men. It was a loss for them as the Carten military men capitalise on their ret
Detective Axel was prepared and the car they would be going with. Their flight had also been made ready and would leave immediately they touched down at the airport. President Humphrey was seated in the parkour lost in thought. He kept having the reminiscent of the priestess statement that the child he was after wasn’t the dark fated child.He was trying to know where he had gone wrong. Maybe those guys that were locked in the prison lied to him or it was the monk; forthwith he had the reminiscent that it was the monk as reiterated by the priestess. He whacked his hand on the couch and Detective Axel entered.“President. Everything is ready,” Detective Axel said.Humphrey’s hope of survival was to leave everything in the hand of Detective Axel and he had left a note that would be announced later the day to disclose his absence and the transfer of power to Detective Axel for the main time. President Humphrey vice died some years back and he had failed to chose a successor due to lack o
Ryker and Wilder were the one who led the attack on UltraDope. The tactic was masterminded by Wilder when he learnt of Harley’s death. It was painful to have lost one of his prominent men. Their next offensive attack would be when the president would be in the office. They had been keeping track of the president movement, that had been assigned to Ryker.Ryker was in the intelligence department when he learnt of the president movement. He noticed something clumsy about the whole movement. He met with Wilder immediately and they had a discussion. Ryker left to begin mobilisation.Ryker also chose to check up on Sir Herbert and the ladies Castro kept at the yard. Sir Herbert had been feeling kinda unease with the excuses he had been receiving from Ryker on his constant visits. Sir Herbert hadn’t disclosed some of the disturbing news he had been receiving recently to him but had the feeling that something had gone wrong with Castro. Ryker kept telling him that Castro was in the hospital
The priestess continued, “the child whom you thought was the nefarious fated child wasn’t. Anyway, he is a Vampire and the fate would be fulfilled in the next couple of days. A new rising sun will come upon the land of Carten and the old thing shall pass away.”President Humphrey became heartbroken immediately and was seen shaking his head. Detective Axel was short of words. There was a few minutes of silence. Blade on the other hand had been thinking of the better way to part with him.“Priestess, is there no solution?”“No… there isn’t. I did advice President Humphrey to correct all his wrong and ask his creator for forgiveness. He should also ask for the forgiveness of the father, grand father and the great grandfather to his ancestors. Maybe then, he can seen the good eyes of the gods.”Detective Axel sighed. President Humphrey went on his toe and walked out of the priestess presence. Detective Axel followed suite but he bade the priestess bowing his head. The convoy were ready to
Louis also made it out of UltraDope. They suffered the most devastating loss of their lives. Wilder had even gone to bed. When Ryker made it back to the fortress. He lingered at car park where he treated himself on the injuries he sustained. He was at the parking lot when another car zoomed in. He didn’t pay that much attention to it. Louis on the other hand put a call through to the medical department and they rushed down tk the parking lot.Ryker also used the opportunity to call on their attention. And they were treated. Before dawn, they were already healed. Wilder woke up with the hope of seeing any of them. The first person that came to his psyche to check up on was Ryker who led them. He paced to the medical department when he learnt that he was around.Ryker was already seated and twirling his eyes around. None of those he went with was there except Louis. It was a devastating loss.“Where are others?” Ryker asked when Wilder entered.Wilder was looking sideways thinking of wh
Detective Axel disclosed what he meant to Humphrey and Blade. They saw so much sense in it. Perhaps, that was a means to set them up against the unimaginable creature of a Vampire that Castro had turned into. Humphrey had already agreed to it being the fact that they couldn’t fight against it and it continuous presence in the UltraDope would set them up for death.The information was communicated to the national media department immediately and they began to disseminate that Vampire had been attacking from the underground cell. Had it been there was a CCTV footage for it, it would have been released it would look more convincing. However, they would be attacking Wilder’s men once they fell for it and launch their attack on the underground prison.They began formation immediately and Blade left for the predicted attack on the underground cell. Blade was to mobilise his men together with the Carten military men as they would be making a formation to put down the Vampires once they succe
“Where is the guy?” Detective Axel asked.“I think he had returned to the underground cell. I don’t know what he would be up to this time,” Blade said looking as they helped the president back to his office, “what’s wrong with the president?”“I am not certain those guys care about the two guys in our custody. Despite the threatening message that we sent. They respond dictating that either the president surrendered himself or have all his daughters killed.”Blade exhaled with a smirk on his face. It sounded kinda funny to him because he deemed it not possible. He reflected a bit.“Are you sure those ladies are still alive?”“That’s true. We haven’t heard from your men who were in the captive either. Either ways, what’s the solution. What if they are still held captive in the fortress?”Blade went quiet and he led the way to the president office as the medical team were on the run to his office either.At the fortress was Wilder and Ryker who had been working all day to sort the issue
Castro seemed to have given up the ghost in the clandestine cell where he was locked in UltraDope. The Cell was an underground one which was meant for deadly criminals. The the Vampires had been deceived into believing that Castro was in the custody of the Vipers. There were more than on hundred military men guarding the cell from the underground to the top. Bernard was also captured in another cell. Castro hadn’t been killed as a result of the daughters of the president who were in the custody of the Vampires but he had been heavily chained from the head to the toe. Detective Axel was certain he couldn’t loose that.Two of the military men ran out of the cell after what they had seen. They ran to the conference hall where President Humphrey, Blade, Detective Axel were discussing the security issues that had inundate the country. Detective Axel had talked to the president and he had chosen to carry every other ministers along including the security chiefs.“Castro is dead!” One of the