This serial was written by "Money Soldier"[08160490040 & 08163738237] based on a true experience, featuring on this blog every Monday, Thursday and Saturday nights. It contains foul language, explicit wordings and loads of razzness *READERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED*. If you missed the last episode Click Here
When i heard Chuk's voice, i felt a huge relieve down my spine, (so Raphael understood the sign i gave him, i said to myself), i owe him one big time, Dude just saved a Nigga from getting really badly wounded.
Cynthia was already in panic when she heard the gun Shot, before i heard Chuk's voice i thought maybe it was one of the weird guys people, cos my head was down, when they were dishing out beating to me, trying to make me go down.
The sound of the gun shot made them pause, when i looked up, Chuks was with like 12 guys, that included the men of men, i call them my own Justice League, Solo, Flames, Hefty, Perry, Samba, Mountain D and others, every one had a bag around their shoulders, i was certain when Raphael called he must have told them i was been beaten up by 6 guys, so they came fully prepared,
When Chuks saw my face, he shouted in slangs, and was like
''wetin be this?'' pointing a gun to the weird guy's head from where he stood,
''make una collect that axe from dis guy'' he thundered,
Everyone had brought out their weapons, Solo, Mountain D, Hefty and Flames, had their guns in their hands, Mountain D and Hefty walked up to the weird guy and collected his axe, with both a gun pointing to his head and naval,
''all of una make una go down, before i release groundnut(bullet) for person body,
As them see gun, they all went down, una neva see anything, the crowd had disappeared, they watched from a very very far distance, i even hadnt recuperated from Sly's Slap, now this beaten, my confidence came back, Cynthia was still crying,
''guy you wan kill me ontop my own babe wey i carry come, you burst my head, because she no gree tell you her name, you hold am tight for hand, turn am to your hostage, sotey like gentleman i even dey beg you make you leave am, just like that you and your men dem don mend me anyhow, pray say dis market wey u just buy, say you go fit carry, guy you do me anyhow, i swear you go see anyhow'' i narrated,
I told Raphael to take Cynthia away, cos i didnt want her to see what was next, i didnt plan it like this for her to know who i was, who knows, with a Girl of her Calibre it might be over, but she wouldnt go, good thing she had started crying.
The manager and workers of the place close, trying to plead for us to take it elsewhere, but when they saw guns they backed down, it started there, it was going to end there,
''Bros no repeat that thing again, where una dey when dis guyz dey mend my Boy'', Chuks yelled at the manager with his eyes red,
''am not going anywhere, i was right here when they started beating you up for no reason, Raphael leave me alone dont you touch me, look at my hand'' she shouted, as Raphael was trying to drag her away from the Scene, she stretched out her hand showing off where the weird guy held and squeezed her, it was so red, different from the rest of her Skin.
''Raphael free am'' Chuks ordered, so he left her,
She sounded like she wanted to see the weird guy pay for his sins, i was cool with that.
I took part of the broken Chair that was used in flogging me, everyone was watching, wondering what the f¡kk i was doing, i drew a very big circle, went to where the weird guy knelt,
''guy shey you been dey ask who i be, make i tell you''
''Rugged you, tell am make em know'' Solo Shouted,
''Nah me be Rugged Ken, Desert Tormentor, full Rugged B_a_k A_e'' i shouted, i dragged him into the circle in his own slang,
''Jazz up, make we run am one on one, oburu onu cho cho cho(meaning, no be to make mouth),
Everyone watched, it was just my way, if i knew i could take an offender one on one, i ll do it, and the guys really loved me for that, all they needed do was watch my back, no weapons, no broken bottles, just fist for fist, it was what i even wanted.
He was finding it relunctant to fight me but who gives a f!¡ck, after my injured head and bruised face, i wanted pay back and i wanted it my own way, i went very very close to him, my face right in front of his face
''guy you dey fear to fight me?, nobody go touch you" i said, and immediately i landed a headbutt in between his nose and lips, with all the force my head could gather, and his top lip tore open just i was taking my head off,
The sound of it made everyone shout, he held his mouth, but who cares?, i rushed him with punches immediately, i love the first attack in a fight, infact it wins my fight for me, he was already bleeding profusely, i didnt bother about the other guys that joined in beating me, the theory of the whole drama thing was propounded by the weird guy,(who even dash am timber?, mtcheew), we got the fight on the way, i rushed and punched as hard as i could, while he threw his too in defence, this fight has got to be from start to finish, one person has got to quit, and i was sure, it wouldnt be me.
It was survival of the fitest, Battle of the strong, a taste of strength and endurance, the two men were slugging it out, one was fighting for Survival and the other was fighting for Vengeance, at the end of it all whoever wins was going to gain alot of respect from both either fighters as well as the spectators watching.
I was still burning with rage, as the fight went on, the flashes of getting slapped so hard with an axe to the chick, getting flogged with chairs, getting bullied and intimidated, getting slapped and punched at, the blood that rolled slowly from my head down and the most annoying part of it all watch a girl i took out cry loudly in public for no justifiable reason rang in my head like a bell, yes!, it was me fighting for vengeance, fighting to pay back everything i went through that day, knowing i wasnt fighting for just myself alone, but for Cynthia and the brotherhood that stood and watched, i dare not disappoint them, even if its going to take the last drop of my blood, if i couldnt win, i knew i would die trying, but deep down with the rage i had inside i knew i would live up to expection.
The weird guy was bleeding from the mouth profusely, the headbutt had really devastated him, loosing lots of blood was already getting him dazed and that gave a nigga an upperhand, but i didnt stop, my well of pity or sympathy had gotten dry, there wasnt a single drop of water left in it, i was still focused, 'its vengeance or nothing more'
''Ken show am say you rugged, say we no be dem say, dem say, or by mouth'' Flames thundered,
''let dem know say your own no be water, you enter bush'' Chuks thundered his,
And before i knew it everyone was dropping a line after the other, it was like an additional strength to me, just like in a football match when you have the whole supporters shouting praises at you,
I added more force, watched his hands very well, gave myself good timing before i threw punches with both hands at intervals, with all the force my hand could gather, tried at different times to reach the already injured mouth with punches, that made him bleed even more.
To my surprise, i heard an outburst of tears,
''Kenny please its enough, its enough please'' a familiar voice cried out from the spectators watching,
It was Cynthia, girls and their soft heart, not too long she was crying for me, now shes crying for the weird guy, (isnt that awkward, so i thought), but my heart was as hard as steel, i was even acting like someone was talking to me, this was one of the reasons i didnt want her to be there, i continued,
I had beaten the weird guy to my satisfaction, with my hands stained with is blood, but men would always be men, they didnt want to stop the fight, they wanted a situation were he would voice out he had had enough. for me i went into a fight where the brotherhood were spectators and i ended up quiting, giving up or surrendering to my opponent, i was as good as dead, there was a huge consequence for that, i ll rather die in that fight or pray it comes to an end somehow than quit with my mouth, maybe it was desame thing he didnt want to do cos i suspected he was better ranked than his friends who were kneeling down and watching, so we kept the fight going on but i had already done justice.
''wetin dey happen here?'' a loud voice came from behind,
He pushed his way to the middle with like six to seven guys with him. I had seen that face before, how bad news flies, i wonder how he got the news, he was a Capon of another Brotherhood which the wierd guy belonged to, we had had a war between eachother before, were both Brother hood had to meet for Peace talk with both Capons coming together to shake hands while others watched, that was how i became familiar with the face.
I stopped when i saw him, not because i was scared, but for respect, to be number one for anywhere no be beans, normally to even carry first for class no be beans. They came fully prepared incase it balls down to something big, but i was sure with the information they got, it was obvious they didnt come for war either.
He walked to were Chuks Stood while the rest stood in the middle were we ve been doing battle, they talked like matured men and Chuks called myself, the weird guy and Cynthia close, as everyone gathered around, asked Cynthia to narrate what happened, she did(crying), i narrated mine too, the weird guy's Capon(dnt wnt to say the name of the frat for security reasons) asked him if it was true, but he couldnt answer, he slapped him so hard even while he bled and was like they ll tidy em later, he apologised but Chuks said they had to pay for damages, so he agreed and was like we should all go to a bar at campus 4, Chuks agreed.
Cynthia and I went to where our bags where, and she was like,
''Ken take me home'',
''with my bruised face?'' i asked,
''Ken if you care about me take me home'' she said,
Did i just hear her say ''if you care?'', sounds to me someone is in love....