Rise of the Originals
Werewolves do not exist in Africa.
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The witches led by the council of thirteen who holds supreme power in the land hunts and kill any and all werewolves that enter into the borders of Africa.
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Eighteen years old Tara who is set to become the Matron and leader of the witch's council has her whole life upended with the death of her Grandmother, the former Matron. An accident occurs while she was hunting a werewolf who sneaked into the country, turning her into one of the most powerful werewolf in existence; an ORIGINAL. Friend turns to foe for Tara as everyone now aims to see her dead starting from the Adonis shaped lady-killer Boma who was her former intended, the witches, Chosens, battlemages, and werewolves from outside the shores.
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Pain has been Scar's companion as far back as he could remember. His whole family was dead and betrayed by the ones they trusted the most, His Wolf has been shackled with strange magic and unable to manifest, and he was no more than a punching bag and slave in Alpha Toni's pack, making him live every single moment of his life in intense agony. But one way or the other, Scar was going to have his revenge on all those who brought him pain, even if it meant getting lost to the dark side and selling his soul to the devil!
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Chapter: Chapter 14: Into The AbyssIt was totally dark. Everyone apart from the guards on watch and patrol had probably gone to sleep when Scar picked his body slowly, standing to his feet. He groaned, staggering for a moment before he got a feel of his feet.Scar could not think coherently at the moment. Reno was gone!He had called for him, felt for him all through the torture with Alpha Toni, but nothing came forth. There was only darkness where Reno should have been, and then the agony from the torture felt ten times what it usually was.Scar slowly made his way home. Simi would have been worried sick about him.Despite that it was night, everywhere was dimly lit with yellow electric bulbs, making nothing hidden to the guards who sniggered as he stepped out of the warriors training building and trudged home. The lights began to get dim as he headed towards the outskirt, to the area where the servants and Omegas lived. Most of the light bulbs had spoilt hence the near darkness in these
Last Updated: 2021-09-30
Chapter: Chapter 13: Dark CloudsScar jerked up from the bed, sweating heavily. “Father!” he screamed, rushing to find his father… to save him… or anything.A hand held Scar firmly, and he struggled hard against his assailant.“Darell.”It was like cold water poured upon him, jolting him to full wakefulness. Scar ceased his struggles and allowed his eyes to be accustomed to his surroundings. Simi was sitting on the bed beside him, and a middle-aged Omega servant, Moses.Scar groaned at the splitting headache that hit him, raising a hand to his head.“Young master, are you all right?” Moses held him by the sides and asked.“Don’t call me that…” Scar hissed, pushing Moses’s hands off him as he struggled to his feet.“Darell…” Simi tried to stop him from standing, but seeing he would not accept, she supported him to his feet. “You need to rest Darell,&rd
Last Updated: 2021-09-30
Chapter: Chapter 12: Fever Dream 2Peru groaned hard as he came to.A splitting headache hit him, making his head bang like there was a blacksmith hitting iron against an anvil within his head. Some people were shouting, he thought, as he struggled to open his eyes.Peru finally opened his eye, only to be lost for long seconds. He was in the middle of a raging battle.“Awake boy?” A voice asked and a face looked down at him. It was Uncle Kunle.The whole event in the corridor slammed back at him.“You’re just right on time,” Uncle Kunle was saying. He grabbed him heavily and turned Peru’s gaze towards the battlefield.Peru’s eyes widened as he watched, tongue-tied for long minutes.They were still on their estate grounds, in the forest around the borders where his father had earlier sent his brother to battle the shadow wolves who were said to have infiltrated their lands.His brother and
Last Updated: 2021-09-30
Chapter: Chapter 11: Fever Dream 1He didn’t know who or what he was, floating in the clouds from one clump of snow-white cloud to a darker cluster which rained hail, flashed lightning, and struck loud booming thunder that wanted to destroy him.It started with the boy. He was not sure who or what the boy was, but as he followed the boy around, laughed with him, cried with him, and now he was tired. He wanted to just let go, to rest. But they would not let him be. The darkness would not leave him.Time and time again he wanted to surrender to the darkness, but even the darkness would not take him. And it would not leave him.The boy was calling as the dark clouds rushed fast to swallow him.He screamed out loud as the darkness sank him, biting seep to his soul. And then the reels started over again.*The boy was a young lad with a lanky frame, innocent, curious eyes, and a trusting heart. His name was Peru Ronald, the second son
Last Updated: 2021-09-30
Chapter: Chapter 10: Ascending SunThe heavy door opened for Tara and she stepped into the hall. The fire lamps hanging on the pillars and wall of the hall all lit up as one, burning in different multicolored fires that cast the whole surroundings in a soft ethereal atmosphere.She walked steadily on the smooth cobbled floor of the hall with the feeling that someone was beside her, giving her moral support, but she knew it was not really so. Two rows of tall, wide chairs lined both sides of the hall, and she passed through them till she arrived before the raised platform up front where a wooden throne-like chair sat.Tara stood before the chair for long moments, picturing her grandmother seated regally on the seat and giving out commands. The tears trailed slowly down her cheek, and deep sorrow encompassed her. For long moments she stood there, crying until her heart felt empty.“I must be strong,” she affirmed to herself and wiped her tears, taking the last step to the chair. She tur
Last Updated: 2021-09-24
Chapter: Chapter 9: Rising WindTara arrived five hours early with Ella at Orun Isu for the meeting. She left a note in her room for Boma and Alake who she had lied to that she was going to sleep, and instructed to wake her in three hours, before getting Ella to bring her here.“Are you sure this is okay? You promised that they could come with you,” Ella said as soon as they appeared before the path into Orun Isu. They were seemingly standing on air, and the gateway was merely a transparent green shield that reached as far and wide as the eyes could see.Tara scoffed. “I already left a note for them to meet me here. I just want to walk around a bit and think before the meeting begins. You can go back now; I’ll see you after the meeting.” Tara moved to continue down the path into Orun Isu but stopped as Ella held her hand.“Why did you need me to teleport you here again? You could have just done so by yourself without my help,” Ella asked with a look of
Last Updated: 2021-09-23
Chapter: Chapter 49I was yanked out of Kudaisi’s body as he came to. He was still in the dungeons, and the red matron stood before him with two of her apprentices.“He is not going to make it” the red matron says, looking him over wistfully. My heart skips a beat hearing her. “Someone has tampered with him or something,” she looks around, frowning.“What do we do no?” one of the apprentices asked.The red matron frowned. “Get me blood. We can’t allow him die like this. We will feed him blood to make him heal and continue.”“Okay,” the girl turned around and left the dungeon.I came awake slowly, taking a moment to get my eyes used to the dim lightning of the room. The thick pungent smell of drug and pills hit me hard, and as I tried to move my right hand a strong warm hand gently, but firmly, stopped me.“Finally you're awake.” It was Mama. She was seated on the bed by my side.
Last Updated: 2021-11-28
Chapter: Chapter 48The sound of hooting precedes Iya Agba’s arrival as she enters as a bird before morphing back into human.“I am sorry for keeping you waiting,” Iya Agba says, etching a low bow. “Let’s get this done quickly, I have somewhere else I must be.” Busari stands to his feet. “Where are the goat and the pigeons?”“They are out at the backyard, let me get them.” Yeye Omo stands to her feet and totters wildly. She is saved by the wall behind her which she leans heavily on. Giving her witch’s bead to Busari for the sacrifice had weakened her a lot.“Yeye Omo!” Iya Agba hurries to her side.“I’m okay.” Yeye Omo wards Iya Agba away with her hand.Busari sighs and points his staff to the floor before him. A midnight black goat and seven pigeons appear out of thin air. “No need, I’ve gotten them.”Kudaisi gawked at Busari, surpris
Last Updated: 2021-11-27
Chapter: Chapter 47Our wait continued until late into the night when Iya Agba came back. Yeye omo collected the materials and began to the sacrifice and invocation immediately, chanting incantations. “Why have you called me?” strong pressure descends suddenly in the room as a thick baritone voice asks gruffly, jolting them with its unexpectedness.Yeye Omo quickly comes to her feet, followed by Iya Agba who first founders on the stool nearly falling on the floor before standing.“Welcome my lord.” Yeye Omo etches a bow as a man materializes before them.Iya Agba echoes Yeye Omo’s greetings, also bowing, while Kudaisi stand there and study him.Busari Egiri, the man who has lived centuries. He wears a white top, buba, and short, Sokoto, and he looks middle aged despite the full white hairs on his head and beards. A heavy white shawl lay on his left shoulder, with a small white sack by his hip with its strap across his body
Last Updated: 2021-11-26
Chapter: Chapter 46Kudaisi growled, fighting against the invisible shackles that bound him to no avail.Yeye Omo chortled softly as she eased herself away from him and stood to her feet, using her left hand to wipe the blood trailing down her lips.Kudaisi continued his struggles against the invisible shackle to no effect.“To say I had to use this before I could stop you. You should be proud.” There was a horn in Yeye Omo’s right hand which she raised us. The horn was long with spirals like a bull’s horn. It was wrapped in black and red cloth with cowries and dry leaves around it, and it shined dimly even under the soft yellow glow of the lamps, oozing smoke from its top.“Do you know what I had to do to get this five hundred years Áse?” Yeye Omo inquired, looking grim. “It took years and years of service to get something this powerful. Long years of service, and I doubt there are many charms of its caliber around.&
Last Updated: 2021-11-25
Chapter: Chapter 45SHE IS AN OLD HAG—Yeye Omo, Iya Agba called her.She was so old, withered, and bent that Kudaisi feared she would drop dead anytime soon. The faded brown and red flower patterned blouse and wrapper she wore did nothing to hide her skeleton frame. She tottered on a worn-out wooden cane held tight in her right hand, leading Kudaisi and Iya Agba into her decrepit mud hut with lots of wide yawning cracks in its walls. A lantern hung on the left side of the door casting an iridescent glow about, with its wick fluttering under the soft night breeze.Kudaisi nearly found himself rushing to assist Yeye Omo as she weaves hard by the door, taking a moment to steady herself and enter into the hut.“Go in,” Iya Agba commanded as he paused by the entrance.Kudaisi eyed the walls for a moment, praying it holds still and doesn’t collapse and seal them to their deaths.“Sit.” Yeye Omo waved a hand t
Last Updated: 2021-11-24
Chapter: Chapter 44In Kudaisi's headIT’S TWO DAYS since he got back home with Iya Agba. The police come around to take statements the very day they return. He forces himself to look blank all through the meeting as if lost, but it is only to suppress the restlessness from the hunger and scalding thirst ravaging me—no easy feat that.Iya Agba attends to them, simply telling them I lost his memory and cannot remember much, and that a Good Samaritan found him by the roadside with his wallet which contained her number, helping him find his way back home.The policemen only direct looks of pity his way before leaving, promising to come again for more information. THey know they wouldn’t be back and only said they would for effect. The bus he boarded at the park in Lagos has still not been found, and according to the police I might just be the only survivor of a ritualist kidnapping which is not so unusual in this part of the world, and
Last Updated: 2021-11-23
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