CRIMSON SKY

CRIMSON SKY

last updateLast Updated : 2021-11-28
By:  Nika Johnson  Completed
Language: English
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When 16 years old TOKE inadvertently saves her favorite teacher from death with her powers, she is confronted by a group of spirit children and yanked from the world she knows into the witching world where she finds she is a white WITCHLORD and one of the five tasked to protect Nigeria from magical threats. Toke soon finds herself in the thick of the war between the Witches and the Cursed Ones (Vampires) who have suddenly appeared all over Africa, and she must choose between love, duty, and betrayal, even as she discovers her boyfriend is one of the enemy, and the battle is brought closer to her homestead and her loved ones in peril.

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Chapter 1

I HELD NO ILLUSIONS about my bravery. But this whimpering, groveling image of a girl that I watched from behind a deeper, obscure part of my mind could not be me, definitely not.My people used to say that when a child sees a thing of fear then that child must surely get scared, and in my sixteen years I have seen things that would have terrified an average adult into becoming a total mental wreck, but it was until this very moment that I truly understood what that saying meant—that I understood what true fear was—staring death in the eyes as I was.And there was no doubting that these four girls were death!“Please, don’t kill me…” I begged, tears and mucus running down my face and nose in tiny rivers as heavy pressure from their magic coiled around me, tight, like a boa constrictor slowly squeezing the life out of its prey before dooming it to its belly.“You stole my kill and you have to pay the price for doin

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49 Chapters

Chapter 1

I HELD NO ILLUSIONS about my bravery. But this whimpering, groveling image of a girl that I watched from behind a deeper, obscure part of my mind could not be me, definitely not.My people used to say that when a child sees a thing of fear then that child must surely get scared, and in my sixteen years I have seen things that would have terrified an average adult into becoming a total mental wreck, but it was until this very moment that I truly understood what that saying meant—that I understood what true fear was—staring death in the eyes as I was.And there was no doubting that these four girls were death!“Please, don’t kill me…” I begged, tears and mucus running down my face and nose in tiny rivers as heavy pressure from their magic coiled around me, tight, like a boa constrictor slowly squeezing the life out of its prey before dooming it to its belly.“You stole my kill and you have to pay the price for doin
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Chapter 2

Chapter Two I WAS DOWN WITH FEVER the next morning, unable to close my eyes a wink as the unseen watcher who had been giving me fitful nights for the past weeks took new faces in my mind. First it was Lara, later it was Ebiye and the three other girls, and then a smattering of the students I saw during the confrontation—the unseen eyes making my skin crawl as I expected its owner to materialize from the shadows at any moment and fall upon me.My whole body hurt like I carried heavy metal weights over the night, with my head banging in an irregular pattern and my body shivering with cold. I was coiled fatally on the bed as any sprightly movement sent spikes of pain arcing through me and increased the staccato beat in my head.The rain was pattering heavily outside, starting since dawn, and I had been too weak to stand up and shut the blinds, making the room as cold as a refrigerator. It was until the others were set and ready for scho
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Chapter 3

 I KILLED MY MOTHER.And I am told she herself said so before she died.I am an ‘Ige,’ Yoruba connotation for a child who came out from the mother’s womb with its legs. My mother lost a lot of blood during the delivery and all the efforts of the doctors to stop the bleeding was to no avail, and when they handed me over to her she gave me the name, Omotoke, ‘a child which should be cared for’, and then her next words were; “Omo yi ti pa mi—this child has killed me,” and she gave up the ghost.Father wasted no time getting a new wife after her death. But luckily for me, Felicia took me just like her own daughter.Aunty Ope always made sure to impress the fact that I am a murderer upon me anytime we happened to be alone and out of earshot of others, blaming me for the death of her only sister. ‘Murderer, mother killer,’ I was so sure Aunty Ope eyes were saying at that moment as they roved over
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Chapter 4

 THE SKY LOOKED SOMETHING LIKE the early hours of dawn—not bright, not dark. Red clouds gathered in clusters over the horizon to the left, and a grey outline of the sun and moon hung up high in the sky side by side with a soft sliver glow. Everywhere as far as my eyes could see looked the same, bare and plain under the soft shadow of light, and the ground where we stood was as dark as night and soft, giving off a feeling of standing afloat on air.My heart pounded hard as I was lost between fear and curiosity, but I was simply winging through it out of trust for mama. She had promised me all would be fine.I fingered the eagle pendant and chain resting on my chest as I thought of my mother, trying to permanently imprint the memory of her face and her voice on my mind. Mama had given me the chain to me when she finished talking, and then I saw the message my mother left for me. “My love I am so sorry I will not be there for you, but I believe I
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Chapter 5

  THE MOUNTAIN WAS LONG and spindling, an interconnection of more than one mountains making it seem like one really big one, with huge mammoth trees having wide canopies about. There were hundreds of people of different ages separated into small groups training with different range of weapons, both male and female.  “Welcome to the training grounds.” Iditan looked down at me condescendingly as I lay on the ground, awestruck. “Follow me,” She commanded, making her way forward. I rose quickly to my feet, taking a moment to dust and compose myself. A soft pressure pushed gently against me as I tried to move forward, making me exert a little effort for every step I took. Evil witch, I thought heatedly at Iditan as she soon left me behind with her long fast strides, breezing forward before I could ask about the pressure and how to deal with it. So these were the Nighthawks? I stared at those training on the top of the mountain who barely
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Chapter 6

                                                             THE FOLLOWING WEEKS WERE my hardest and also my happiest. I was free, more at peace, and relaxed. Every other night found me at Olofi on the ancient training grounds, pushed hard by my taskmaster, Oniko, in weapons and magic training, while the days at school became more fun with Kudaisi to spice things up. The watcher who made my nights sleepless had turned out to be a witch sentry posted to keep watch and protect me at nights, since the cursed ones could only move at night. And with the help of Lara, I finally dealt with Ebiye and her group, giving them the scare of their lives when they learnt I was a witchlord—a position far above even the matrons they feared—while Stephen and his group did their best to avoid Kudaisi and I after the incident which pu
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Chapter 7

TIRED. DRAINED. My entire muscles quivered from the hard work-out as I held my practice weapons—two long thin swords—firmly before me, taking deep heaving breaths. “Again,” Oniko commanded.  I bit back a groan of frustration, staring evilly at the devil, Iditan, who had been my only spar partner ever since I arrived on these mountains. Anytime she was not around for training Oniko took the time to make me practice magic, making me wonder why he didn’t allow me to spar against Ramatu and Chike. I look my body over again, surprised at how quickly the cuts that marred it a moment ago have healed. Even my cloth which was torn had reverted back to its former form. Iditan stood leisurely before me, using one of the two long knives which was her own choice of weapons to pick her nails while I thought of my options. The spars were more of her beating me than me learning how to fight. Many times she would taunt me till I got angry and lost myself
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Chapter 8

Iditan scoffed, staring death at me before shifting her gaze away. Succeeded in what? Making a fool of me? I passed a glance at the two of them. “That’s more like it. I knew you could do it.” Oniko came towards me.  “You planned this?” I asked. He smiled warmly. “We are hard pressed for time and it will have taken us months to get you to where you just got to a few weeks.” I frowned, angry at being played around. The cuts on my body slowly began to heal, itching as my torn clothes also come together. “Now, all you need to do is try to replicate what you felt when you sparred with Iditan until you fully ignite your fighting spirit, and that can only come with more practice,” Oniko continued. “Everyone come together.” Oniko waved us towards the shade under the trees. “Wow! You should have seen yourself. You were so awesome.” Chike came up to my side, smiling wide. “I’m now scared at the thoughts of having a spar with
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Chapter 9

                                    “HEY TOKE, ARE YOU OKAY?” Oniko’s voice brought me back to the present. I don’t know how long I zoned out from shock, and his voice caught me unawares. I groaned, nearly falling down as a painful spasm racked through me, but for Oniko who quickly caught me in his strong grasp. “It’s all good now,” Oniko muttered comfortingly. “I saw you move back there and you did really good.” More like you saw me run away from a battle more, a tiny voice retorted in my mind. Oniko brought me away from the scene of the carnage as the nighthawks led by the red matron cleared the area and burnt the bodies of the cursed ones and dead humans. “Wha— what’s going on?” I asked softly, raising my head as I sensed a wild surge of magic, a joint effort o
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Chapter 10

I stood against Ramatu, studying her stance. Rage filled every ounce of my body—rage against Kudaisi who had taken to ignoring me—surprisingly giving me a kind of clarity and strength as I focused it in my spars against others. Chike who I had beaten some minutes ago sat by the sides, laughing and gisting with the four nighthawks who recently joined us, Bashir, Kola, Irene, and Biola, Oniko’s son. “Start already,” Damola who had taken up our training since Oniko and Iditan had not been around for the past two nights declared. The duo had been leading the battle against the cursed ones which I heard was more intense recently. “Fight!” Irene added in her shrill voice. Ramatu would make no move if I didn’t make the first, that was her way of fighting, to hold her defense tight while others attacked and wait for her opportunity when she would strike a quick killing blow. Let’s get this done with. I threw everything to the wind and rushed her fast, letting my rage
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