© Written by Victor Olusa
Episode 4
'At times I'm a mystery to myself'
Abel breathes out, the lights of the mansion came on. Kim was nowhere to be found. A knife stuck in the forehead of Jack, with blood dripping down the knife handle and down his face.
"Another clue gone" Abel mumbled.
Abel swiftly turned back, stopping an arrow with his bare hand shot at him.
"Meet our only female member" Kim Voice boomed out, but he was nowhere to be seen. "Katarina, Precise Archer"
Katarina, a brunette lady with killer curves, clad in a tight black overall waved from where she stood upstairs, with an evil grin, armed with a Black bow, and a bag containing arrows strapped at her back.
A muscular bare chested guy came from behind, stood beside Katarina. In his right hand was a double edge axe. His lower waist clad in a blue jean short.
”Brute. As his name implies he has brute Force. Strength of ten men combined. The Samson of our generation" Kim voice echoed through out the house. Like he was speaking into a microphone.
"Aargh" Abel groaned in pain, from a sword cut at his back. He dodged the next sword attack from the assaulter.
The latter made a double flip backwards and landed on the ground in a Spider-Man pose, with the sword placed at his back.
"Kiba. One badass martial art swordsman"
"And lastly...oops that's all for now" Kim chuckled. "This is our three best assassin in the Venom Tract cult group. Katarina has 50 kills with 2 fails. Brute is a human Abbatoir. He tears human limb for limb for the fun. He has 60 kills and just 1 fail. Kiba a very good hand to hand combat expert. Knows 4 different fighting techniques, and to top it up he is an expert in sword fighting."
"I didn't sign a death wish" Abel said, taking of his shirt. Exposing the blood dripping sword cut at his back from Kiba. "Did the price on my head go up. Or you all just want me dead quickly."
"My advise for you pal. Die now, the price on your head is 3 million dollars. The longer you stay alive, the more the price increases, and the stronger the opponent gets." Kim elucidated.
"I bet I will survive this" Abel laughed. "So you all want to fight me without a gun. Just a bunch of bows, axes and swords right?"
"If you see the daylight of tomorrow. You won't see the sunset." Kim replied. "My Trump card arrives tomorrow morning."
"Have fun killing or getting killed pals" Kim added. And his voice was no longer heard.
"So you all kill for money right?" Abel asked, maintaining a fighting stance with the Glock 19 gun still in his hand.
Brute jumped from upstairs, and landed on his feets, causing cracks beneath his feet, his axe resting on his shoulder.
Police sirens were heard outside the mansion doors.
"The cops are here already. Late as usual." Abel said irritated by their incompetence. "Let's make this quick, before they break through those massive doors".
"Let's dance."
Katarina stepped on the railings and leapt up firing two arrows at Abel. Abel dodged both with ease. He stepped back escaping the axe aimed for his head by Brute. Brute didn't stop there, he raised his big palms smacking Abel by the right cheek. Abel staggered backwards from the surprising destructive force of Brute's slap. He bled from his mouth. Brute grabbed Abel by the neck, gave him a knee kick at his lower abdomen. In another nano second, a jaw breaking punch landed on Abel nose, cracking his nasal bone as a result. From the consecutive blows delivered by Brute at Abel, The latter already got disarmed of his gun, which fell far away from him to the ground.
Abel fell on his knees, already dizzy from the blows, blood dripping from both nostrils and mouth. He was a mess.
"Tough guy you are!" Brute commended. "Any other guy would be dead by now"
"I'm not just any other guy" Abel slowly replied, groaning in pains. "I'm Abel."
"I haven't even landed a blow." Kiba spoke. "Kim overhyped this dude."
"Finish him Katarina" Brute instructed.
Katarina stood 20 metres from where Abel knelt, stretched her bow and placed two arrows in it. She aimed for his head.
"Pop!"She said, releasing both arrows..
Abel grabbed and stopped both arrows few inches to his head.
'Like I said earlier, I'm sometimes a mystery to myself'
Abel instantly threw both arrows at Katarina with great amount of speed and force. One pierced her forehead and the other her throat. Katarina dropped dead to the ground.
Brute and Kiba failed to hide their shock at what just happened in front of their eyes.
What just happened was beyond their comprehension.
"I'm just similar to John Cena. Get beaten up at first, just for the fun. And then I fu¢k you up" Abel chuckled. "I'm a maniac"
Abel ran towards Kiba first, bent low dodging the sword swiped at him. He used the heel of his shoes to knock off the sword from Kiba's hand. Then slammed both feet at Kiba's chest. Kiba did a quick Chinese get up, raised up his right hand blocking the left hook punch from Abel. Kiba swirled his hand round Abel's arm, and intended to give a fatal punch at the Abel's left chest side. The latter read his attack, slapping away Kiba's hand and elbowed him in his guts. Abel pulled him back, turned his body around, gave him a kick at both knees, causing Kiba to fall on his knees to the ground. Then Abel finally snapped his neck.
"So much for being a martial arts expert!" Abel said, watching Kiba's body drop to the ground, with his head twisted and eyes opened lifelessly.
"It remains you big guy!" Abel smiled.
Abel knew he couldn't take on this monster. He had double his strength, and his endurance was already low after all the earlier blows delivered at him.
Abel saw his Glock 19 gun laying behind where Brute stood.
Brute charged at him, his axe coming for his head. Abel swiftly dodged and rolled beneath Brute to his behind.
Abel picked up his gun and pointed it at Brute who froze at the sight of the gun.
"Any last words buddy?"
Brute went dumb. He threw his axe at Abel who caught it with ease by the handle.
"You like tearing human limb by limb right?" Abel asked mockingly.
Abel shot Brute at both legs, the latter screamed in agonizing pain as he fell to the ground.
Abel dragged the axe on the ground as he approached Brute where he laid groaning.
He raised the axe and butchered Brute limb for limb, blood splashing on his face and all over his body as he did so. Soon he stopped satisfied with the gory sight of Brute's death.
Abel dropped the axe on the ground.
'I haven't felt this way in years. This blood lust...' Abel mumbled as he stared at what he just did.
"I need a bath"
"Gbam! Gbam! Gbam!" The FBI slammed the door with a heavy metal to break it open.
"Incompetent f00ls" Abel disgustedly said.
The door finally broke opened, numerous FBI officials flooded in with various assault rifles aimed at him, as the last man standing.
"Put your hands where we can see them! Now!"
Abel walked towards them fearlessly with both his hands in the air.
An agent ran towards him, brought Abel's hands down and handcuffed them....
🎵Lord, Have mercy on me🎵
🎵Have Mercy on my soul🎵
🎵Don't let my heart turn cold🎵
🎵Have Mercy on many men🎵
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The Following Morning
"Senator Jack Daniels and his Only son Sekani Daniels were both assassinated in their home of residence by A group of unknown assassins. It was a blood bath tho, as Abel Oliz , ex CIA top agent arrived and did what he is best at. Murdering the criminals, though that doesn't bring back the dead, Justice was dished out. According to Abel, the death of The Mayor and The Senator are interlinked."....
Kim watched the low cut hair Female newscaster speak.
His phone rang. He checked the caller ID and a smile crept up on his face. He picked the call.
"I have arrived"
"Welcome to America...Vladimir"...
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"I'm gonna be his next target." Victor said the obvious, staring at John who was on his knees trembling, with a guard pointing a pistol at his head. "Luckily the press doesn't yet know I'm behind the assassination."
"Pls sir. Just one more day. You gave me till tomorrow" John pleaded.
"Is it not obvious I will die before tomorrow?" Victor replied.
"You won't.." John's phone ringtone interrupted him.
"Pick it" Victor instructed.
John brought out his phone and answered the call. He put it on speaker.
"Vladmir has arrived. Abel's head shall roll by sunset" Kim spoke up first.
"Kim Lee" Victor said
Kim recognized the voice.
"Boss. Abel's death is sure tonight sir" Kim hastily spoke.
"Send Vladmir here. Abel will surely come for me, let him meet Vladmir with me. Let Vladmir protect me"
"Your wish is my command"
The line went dead.
"Stand up" Victor instructed John.
The latter obeying quickly.
"Gather your family and belongings. We moving to the greenhouse tonight." Victor said. "The biochemical weapon shall be launched tomorrow morning."
John nodded thankfully and scurried away...
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🎵 I'm good. I'm good, I'm great🎵
🎵 I spray nigg@s cause I hate nigg@s🎵
🎵Fu¢k nigg@s I ain't playing with them. I ain't got nothing to say to them💨🎵
🎵If I run down it's a drum round. All you gonna hear it's gun sounds🎵
Jenny handled the steering wheel of her black Chevrolet sport car expertly as she stepped hard on the accelerator, and swerved nearly between other vehicles plying the road.
She sighted the Cross on the top of the building from a distance and she knew she was already close to her destination. Soon enough she stepped hard on the brake, parking the car in front of the large Catholic Church.
She wined down the glass and glanced around for Abel.
She earlier received a call when she was at work from an unsaved number (Abel) to come pick him up at the Church.
Soon enough Abel walked out of the Church, clad in a grey hoodie and a black joggers. Both hands in the pockets of the hoodie..
He walked towards the Chevrolet car and knocked on the glass. Jenny wined that one down also.
"Hop in" She said.
Abel opened the door and entered. She wined the glass up back, stepping gently on the accelerator, leaving the church behind as they hit the road.
"Didn't know you go to church" Jenny joked.
"Just confessed some of my sins to the priest" Abel replied.
"What! I'm sure the old man nearly died of fear" Jenny laughed hard.
"Not really, though he no longer responded to my confessions when I reached the part of how I butchered a man alive yesterday night." Abel chuckled. " He Probably ran out of the cubicle...or maybe an heart attack."
"You are crazy" Jenny responded.
"So have you decided to join us?" She asked.
Abel didn't respond immediately, looking through the side Glass of the car.
"Yes. I realized this is more than I can handle. And I don't want to be that selfish guy, trying to be a one man army, and in the end putting innocent lives on the line" Abel replied saddened a bit.
"You made the right choice" Jenny smiled, taking a glance at him then her eyes fixed back on the road.
"We heading straight to the base. I believe you have nothing to pick at home" Jenny added..
"The home already blown up by me. Hope your organization have good medics, this ones back at the police station did a real bad job stitching up my wounds. And the drugs they gave me will weaken me if I take them. I need painkillers, I mean a lot" Abel elucidated.
"Wow..A whole Abel is this vulnerable " Jenny mocked.
"Of course. I'm human just like every one out there. I ain't no supernatural" Abel laughed.
"Alright then." Jenny responded.
"And lastly, I don't care who calls the shot in your organization. I ain't taking orders from no one. I'm done with that sh!t since five years ago" Abel said with a serious expression.
"You will adapt"
"The Mayor will surely be expecting me tonight. And I'm sure he will be prepared for me. So I don't know what to expect."
"You are Abel. You will pull this one through." Jenny assured.
"There is going to be a bigger blood bath tonight than last night's own. I have that guy feeling" Abel said.
"We have agents ready to die for this good cause." Jenny replied. "I, myself is among."
"Lastly, remind me to check my email on your computer once we arrive at your base."
"Why?" Jenny asked curiously.
"Intel is there. Hacked one."...
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🎵 Fast cars. I gat toys 🎵
🎵 If Abel pops at you🎵
🎵 You pray for Hades not to welcome you 🎵
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To be continued
©2021
© Written by Victor OlusaEpisode 5The Black Chevrolet sport car stopped in front of a small boutique. Abel and Jenny got down from the car and walked towards the boutique."Are we going shopping?" Abel asked jokingly."This is the base" Jenny replied."Undercover... typical of a non governmental organization." Abel chuckled..They both entered the boutique, the security guard at duty opening the glass door for them to enter.They went straight to the cashier."Good morning sir and ma." The female cashier greeted. "How may I be of help to you?""Asian phoenix." Jenny replied. "Both of us."The cashier nodded, putting her hand under the counter, bringing out a card.Jenny collected the card and led the way pass the counter into the inner Chambers of the boutique."Nice name Agent." Abel said. "Asian phoenix.""Wait till you see me in action tonight" Jenny responded with a smir
©Written by Victor OlusaEpisode 6'Sometimes it feels like I can't die, cause I never was alive.'..Two bullets pierced Abel's chest. Abel's life flashed before his very eyes.Vladmir walked back to the truck and got in, with Victor already seated at the passenger seat."Is he dead?" Victor asked."He can't survive two bullets to the left side of his chest. His heart should have stopped beating by now." Vladmir replied, igniting the engine of the truck.Vladmir stepped on the accelerator, only to quickly step on the brake. He sighted 7 Horizon Zero Vans coming his way."What are we going to do?" Victor asked."Run!" Vladmir replied, reversed the truck and handled the steering wheel expertly, the car drifting at 180 degree, before coming to a sudden halt.He changed the gear instantly to gear 5, and stepped hard on the accelerator, the truck gaining speed with the Horizon zero Vans cha
© Written by Victor OlusaEpisode 7CNN"Business Mogul, Victor Olusa has been arrested for the murder of Late Mayor and also Late Jack and Sekani Daniels. He was also linked to the several murders of the Former CIA detectives that investigated the The Cooler project." Gerard Osborn elucidated, a male journalist, clad in a black suit, a white shirt underneath and a blue tie designed with white spots. "Speaking of The Cooler project. Talia Jones has more on that. Over to you Talia"And the screen changed, displaying Talia Jones clad in a red coloured short sleeve shirt, lower waist clad in a grey skirt, with a mic in her grasp, standing near the busy streets."Thanks Gerald. According to the investigations made by Horizon Zero, a non governmental organization, but soon to be a governmental one, if they accept the proposal of the government merging them up with the SWAT team, The Cooler project was meant to be launched today as we speak. The coo
© Written by Victor OlusaEpisode 8"This is aimless" Abel exhaled, laying his back on the chair. "The only clue we had which was Victor, he died in the CIA prison.""How are we even sure these inevitable 5 actually exist!" Jenny replied sitting on Abel's laps. "I mean, take a look...we have been on this for a month now. We even had to go All the way to Africa, took down a bunch of terrorists, only to realize we took down some scumbags sponsored by a politician.""What if...what if this Inevitable 5 are not actually a group of people or some kind of organization we all assumed them to be" Cory spoke up, adjusting the way his eye glasses sat on the bridge of his nose. "What if it's just one person.""What do you mean?" Lionel asked with a confused face."This inevitable 5 might just be like the 7 deadly sins." Cory replied.The whole team looked at him like he was a psycho."Too much of anime is affecting your thinking patt
© Written by Victor OlusaEpisode 9CHICAGO At the early hours of 5am, three black Range Rover Jeeps plied the non busy road of Adeola Elolad road, the trio arranged in a sequential order moved at an average speed of a hundred miles per hour. The glasses of the three cars were tinted, thereby not allowing the occupants of the cars to be known when viewed sideways by other motorists. Three black Mercedes sport car were spotted by each of the drivers of the Range Rover Jeeps coming from behind at full speed."I think we got company boss". The Driver of the Range Rover Jeep in the middle spoke up glancing at the rearview mirror.Alexander Tesfaye, seated at the right side of the backseat squinted his eyes, focusing his eye lens on the rearview mirror."Stay calm but drive faster" The 69 year old Crime lord replied.The Driver nodded in response, stepping harder on the accelerator, accompanied wi
© Written by Victor OlusaEpisode 10CHICAGOPuma laid his back against the side of the Black Bentley car, parked at the front of The police station, awaiting someone's arrival.Soon enough, Theresa came out of the police station, wearing her black jacket simultaneously. She got to where Puma was, and stared at him then the car, trying to see through the wined up tinted glasses of the car."Is brother inside?" She asked."Yes, and he is angry at you!" Puma replied. "You missed your father's funeral.""It wasn't my fault!" She countered."Tell that to Eric!" Puma opened the door of the backseat of the car. Theresa hesitated before she entered."Hello brother!" Theresa greeted."Tess!" Eric smiled, not looking at her, his eyes at the other side looking through the window."I'm sorry for missing father's funeral.""That has passed." Eric replied, shocking Theresa a bit. She
© Written by Victor OlusaEpisode 11HORIZON ZEROEric sat still on the long metal bench attached to the cemented ground of the cell he was placed in. He rested his head on his palms, with both his eyes closed. The cell he was placed in was well lit, with no source of ventilation, but just a rolling fan attached to the ceiling. A CCTV camera attached to the upper right side of the wall monitored his movements, and at the back side was a clean and flushable toilet.The sound of the iron barred door opening, jerked Eric up and his facial expression changed instantly from a somber one to a furious one, once he saw Theresa being pushed into the same cell he was."What happened?" Eric stood up, rushing towards her side."I don't really know...but it seems like I got arrested by this new security organization of a sort." Theresa replied. "Were you also arrested?""Yes.""How? Didn't you resist?"
© Written by Victor OlusaEpisode 12NIGERIAOnly the sound of moving cutleries could be heard in the large and exquisite dining room of Dave Arowona, the latter hosting his guests, Harry Morgan and George Five to a good meal."I must say, this Jollof Rice tastes better than I thought it would be." Harry commended, taking in another full spoon of the orange colored rice served in his plate, with assorted seasonings and two big fried chicken placed ontop.Dave laughed meekly. "This is one of the favorite meal of Nigerians. One of the most delicious infact."Harry nodded his head affirmatively, sparing a glance at Five, who also seemed to be enjoying the food.Two bodyguards stood behind where Dave sat and ate, while another two stood at the entrance to the dining room."How is Mr Jay Gwuapo doing?" Dave asked, pushing the empty plate forward and after, he cleaned the edges of his lips with a clean napkin.&