Authored by OGAGA
DISCLAIMER: This story is a strict work of fiction that emanated from the imagination of the author. Any real life names, institutions, city or personalities used is not a direct or indirect effort to paint an express image of such person and any resemblance is a fictional coincidence.
Note: All cult names and proceeds used are also imaginary and does not point to any cult or cult groups.
IN THE LAND OF RUGGED MEN
Steady gyrations were on as they danced round the fire that had a calabash of concoction boiling hot and oozing out smokes while peacock feathers pointed out at different ends of the pot.
who no com no go know. Who no come no go know waitin I see…
The singing and shouting continued as they gyrated round the fire that Blazon was standing before pointing a sharp matchete over the boiling concoction,. He raised his the matchete up signaling everyone to a halt and subsequently silence.
“What are we?” Blazon, the Capone shouted
“We are White!” They chorused
“Whom are we?” He barked again.
“We are Rebels!” The replied again.
“We rebel for revolution!” they continued before giving room to the goddess of silence to buy the air.
“Capone Waiti be the bragadabra wen carry us come here?” The Hitman of the White Rebels Confraternity asked.
“Kpakam!.” A guy responded. It is the constitutional duty of the Hitman to demand for the agenda of the gathering from the 2IC. The 2IC speaks the agenda as said by the Capone. The 2IC was about stepping out to dish out the agendum on the agenda when the Capone stepped in.
“Pikin wen dem cari for back no de know if journey far. Na wetin done cari us chop shiit for this campus.” He paused and allowed those words to siink as deep as it could last before continuing.
“Somebody give me basket carry my bucket say make I fetch water put.” He spoke bitterly.
” For this contract. Somebody body done jonse our commandment done go fire opekus by force.”
“Chai!… Kasala done burst… Konji na bastard!” Commented.
“It is for this single reason we’ve gather here for renewal of oath. We once seore on this altar. By the virtue of that we know he penalty of been find guilty by the White goddess of the Rebels.
“Capone… That bastard gat leggo… Who give I’m mama belle?”
Without wasting of time the last supper was being served after the all dropped some drops of their blood on the calabash. Thereafter they all tasted from it one after the other in accordance with their hierarchy. After the last man took it was evident that two people were not in the meeting.
“Capone! I throw way. The most rugged and sbt salute. Capone two rugged men done fall out from this place. Or them no surface before,” Hitman announced.
“Abomination!… Ah old maleh done vex use headtie tie waist.” Someone lamented.
“Our White done stain with mensuration… Chai..”
Different men lamented on as they knew what followed. The Capone was bittered as the two boys involved are very dear ones. Efe was his personal errand boy while the other boy Klev is a special one also. But lo! They have faulted and to forgive is a sin, coupled with the White Rebels and Stainless Sisters. They would have been strikes dead if found guilty by the spirit that guides the Rebels that was why they’ve absented themselves from the gathering for the last supper.
“I am the Capone!” Blazon shouted bitterly.
“And your words are law!” They all chorused.
“These are my words. Efe and Klev by the provisions of article 7 are no longer members of the White Rebels Confraternity. And by the virtue of their oath you cease to be a member when you die.” “The sun must not rise with them alive. I am the Capone!” He shouted
“And your words are law,” to ey all chorused.
Blazon stuck the matchete in his hands in the fireplace that held the calabash and the skull that stood above it.
That night after the dismissal of the meeting the Hitman of the White Rebels Confraternity and three other boys. They had divided in a team of two men and they strucked. The Hitman and Jahson visited Efe while the 2IC and Luci striked Klev.
When the windows of Efe was detached he was seen sleeping with the duvet properly coverings his body except his head. With the aid of a pillow two bullets were sent into his chest. At the other side Klev was not at home, but following the order from the Capone that the sun must not rise with them alive the Hitman called and joined the other men and the search continued. First to his house then his girlfriend’s he wasn’t there either. The whole search was futile.
In the early hours of the Friday the day that succeeded the execution of Klev and Efe. It was announced that Klev had died of a motorcycle accident the night before. And also Efe was announced to have died of assassination by unknown gun men.
At the other end Mrs. Orua has been on the look out for his son that has become a fully initiated member of the Red Dragon Confraternity. He had taken to smoking and drinking all day. He only take out the early hours of everyday to go about with either a hood or a face cap with goggles. He went round campus studying the White Rebels with precision and concise detail recording. But something had always surprised him, he made his intentions clear that he needed revenge but the Capone was not saying anything regarding it not in meetings not even personally.
What could be wrong… Please predict…
What Happened next? Find out