Malunga at War E-Book

Nissih Agishi Olabe

• Herausgeber: COMMUNE WRITERS INT'L
• Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022

Beschreibung

Malunga at War is a fictional story set in present-day East Africa. It’s a land of peace and beauty, a land where nature sits on its throne and beauty sprouts like the morning dew where the sun rises over the horizon of the hills and splashed its beauty across wildlife and into the hearts of men. The soil was rich and succulent and so it gave birth to bountiful harvest and created joyous seasons of celebrations. King Nyambe sits on the throne, but was not left without opposition as Buwana the three-horn and three-eyed demon and his two sons tried to invade the peace of Malunga, to defy the purity of the heart of men and restore the agony of evil.

Nyambe and the guardian of peace ‘Ruhu’ fought Buwana and his sons breaking one of Buwana’s horns before holding them captives in large bottles for centuries.

But tragedy struck again leaving Ruhu the guardian, saddled with the responsibility of training Atama the princess to fight and restore Malunga’s lost glory, but with her identity lost, will Atama ever remember who she is and her innate powers? or perhaps Zuchi her maid has hidden agenda.

Leseprobe

MALUNGA

AT WAR

NISSIH AGISHI OLABE

PHAYO

MALUNGA AT WAR

WRITTEN BY

NISSIH AGISHI OLABE

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COPYRIGHT (C) 2022

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Digital ISBN: 9791222034461

Published by:

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Published in the Federal Republic of Nigeria

PROLOGUE

Long before time and seasons began, humans with great strength like the gods dwelled in a realm that looked just like the universe. They were powerful and did all kinds of evil. Babies were being slaughtered and their blood drunk like wine. Men lived like savages; a neighbour in the morning could be the next meal for dinner. The lawlessness was consuming and tiring.

Then arose Nyambe; a king who had witnessed enormous evil but now sought-after peace and tranquility. He was dissatisfied with how men lived and wanted rest, joy and peace. With his powers, he created the land of Malunga; a place in present-day East Africa, where no evil existed. It was a land of peace, a land where nature sat on its throne and beauty sprouted like the morning dew.

Malunga was a land where the sun rose over the horizon and splashed its beauty across the wildlife into the hearts of men. The soil was rich and succulent, giving birth to bountiful harvests and joyous celebration seasons.

Nyambe was not left without opposition, as Buwana, the three-horned and three-eyed demon, along with his two sons, tried to defy the purity of the heart of men by disrupting the peace of Malunga and instilling the agony of evil.

Nyambe and the guardian of peace, Ruhu, fought Buwana and his sons, breaking one of Buwana’s horns before holding him captive in a large bottle for centuries in the Stone Wall of Secrets. This was where history was stored, in scrolls made from animal skin. Ruhu had been the guardian of all truth and was in charge of the prisoners until the unavoidable happened.

As the saying goes, evil always has a way of invading the land of humans, and Nyambe was not ignorant of this truth, just as Ruhu the guardian. However, who could have known the day evil would rise? Perhaps sooner than expected; or perhaps Buwana’s one-eyed horn buried in the north of the Stone Wall of Secrets would have the answer to the coming contentions for the land of Malunga.

1

That night, the moon spread out like a blanket over the horizon of Malunga. There laid Princess Atama in the upper chambers next to her father, Nyambe. Though asleep, she remained restless. She woke up, took off her zebra bed cover and stood by the window. From there, she could see the woods, the fountain of peace, and the tower of the Stone Wall of Secrets at the north wing of the palace.

“The shadow…. I see shadows mingling in the dark. What could that be?”

She strained to see the creatures.

“Oh no!” That’s Makundu, her brother, the prince and his boy servant, Masisi.

“Not again. What could they be up to at this time of the night? Aren’t they ever tired of their adventures and experimentations? But they seem to be having fun. I wish I could join them, or maybe I should.”

She looked over at Zuchi, her girl servant who was sleeping in a corner of the room. Noiselessly, she took her snake-skin cape and tiptoed out of the room, heading towards where she saw Makundu and Masisi.

“Masisi, look at what I found.”

With pleasure, Makundu handed over the marble stone to his friend and servant. Masisi took the marble stone and admired it for a moment before tucking it into the hunter’s bag of collections he carried, which housed all sorts of items they’d picked on different occasions.

The young teenage boys could navigate their way through the woods because of the full moon. So, they didn’t worry about getting lost.

“What is that?” Masisi asked, pointing to a shiny blue object half buried in the soil.

“Let’s dig it out and see,” suggested Makundu.

They began to dig, using the tools from Masisi’s bag. They dug and dug and soon pulled out a 10-inch horn with an eye.

“Wow, it’s beautiful!”

Masisi peeped inside the horn and a strange smell consumed him. Taken aback, he shook his head to clear his vision before tucking the horn into the collection bag.

“We will examine it better tomorrow; let’s go to the Stone Wall of Secrets,” Masisi suggested.

“I’m not sure about that. It’s late and Ruhu might be asleep by now. I’m sure he wouldn’t like us roaming in there without his permission,” Makundu noted.

“Let go now, I said!” Masisi commanded in an authoritative voice.

Taken aback by Masisi’s tone, Makundu asked,

“Are you okay?”

Taking a hold of himself, he responded,

“Yeah, I’m okay. Sorry about my tone; I’m just having so much fun that I feel like we can have a little adventure without the watchful eye of Ruhu. You never can tell, it might be so much fun, please master.”

“Okay, you only know how to cajole me into doing your will, especially when you call me master. You are my best friend, Masisi, and you know I will do anything for you. More so, you don’t have to call me master, okay?” Makundu said.

“Yes, master,” replied Masisi, playfully punching Makundu in the ribs before taking off towards the Stone Wall of Secrets. Makundu took off after him, with playful determination to catch up and teach him a good lesson.

Atama got to the spot she last saw those two, but found them laughing and running towards the Stone Wall of Secrets.

“What are they up to again, and why are they so excited?” she wondered. These boys are so adventurous!

“Oh! I wish I was a boy, then they would allow me to join them. Boys have so much fun. I dislike the long hours I have to sit for my thick afro hair to be braided, but I’d rather endure the braids than sit for hours making waist beads. I wish I was a boy, at least, I would be allowed to chase the buffalos, dive into the fountain of peace, climb trees, or go on adventures like Makundu and Masisi,” Atama lamented.

Flinging her thoughts aside, she noiselessly ran after them.

Some minutes later, Zuchi woke up and couldn’t find Princess Atama. She looked towards the window and saw Atama running towards the Stone Wall of secrets.

“Oh, Princess Atama! What are you doing by this time of the night? Surely the king will not be pleased if he finds out we are not in bed.”

She chided herself as she planned to go after her.

She took her cape and tiptoed out of the palace.

“Look, there’s a glow in the bag! The eye of the horn, let’s take a look!” cried Makundu.

They brought out the horn and the glow reflected towards a particular direction. Quietly, they followed the lead of the glow down to a dungeon they never knew existed. Soon, they reached the source of the glow, it emanated from a giant bottle that housed a human creature. The strange creature had two horns with eyes on each, just like the one they held.

Gripped with fear and uncertainty, Makundu suggested, “Let’s leave this place. It feels strange and I’m terrified.”

Alas, it was too late as powers emanated from the bottle into the horn in Masisi’s hands. The room was glowing and smoky. Makundu ran towards the stone entrance but couldn’t find his way because the smoke blurred his vision.

***

“Who’s there?” called out Ruhu, the guardian of the Stone Wall of Secret. Using his lamp, he checked the left-wing stairways.

“I know I heard footsteps,” he thought.

“Zuchi! What are you doing here by this time of the night?”

“Forgive me, Ruhu; I only came after my mistress, the princess. I saw her heading this way a few minutes ago from the palace window. I have no intention of being here of my own accord. If you would allow me, I would fetch her and we would be on our way back to our chambers,” Zuchi pleaded.

“Buwana!” Ruhu retorted, quickly running towards the dungeon where the bottled prisoners were kept. Zuchi ran after him confused.

“Is Princess Atama in danger?” She asked as they ran towards the dungeon.

***

“What have you done?” screamed Atama who had just walked in to witness the unbelievable.

Makundu lay on the floor in the pool of his blood; while Masisi held the one-eyed horn with fresh blood dripping from its tip.

“Hahaha!” laughed Masisi in the voice of Buwana. “Here comes another royal blood to feed on and to free one of you, sons. Victory has finally come to us.”

He turned to one of his sons in the bottle and said, “I shall free you first.”

“You wicked spirit, I rebuke you and forbid you from touching the royal blood,” cried Ruhu whose eyes had turned blue. Fire proceeded out of his mouth.

“Not today, Ruhu. You know the rules. Back in the days when we ruled, no one could take lawful captives; it’s forbidden! These are now my prey,” Buwana declared.

Ruhu replied, “You can’t have them. We do not operate by the rules from the dark world; our rules here say even the lawful captives shall be delivered.”

Within seconds, fire came out of Ruhu’s mouth and snatched Atama from Buwana’s firm grip. It shielded Zuchi and he took the corpse of prince Makundu.

Buwana raged with a loud voice and the entire kingdom of Malunga heard it, for the battle line had been drawn.

“Buwana is back!” gasped Nyambe from the chambers of his palace.

“Where are Makundu and Atama? Where is Ruhu, the guardian of the Stone Wall of Secrets?”

Before he could use his powers to seek the truth, Ruhu sent a magical signal through his signet ring, revealing the scenario to him. Nyambe was heartbroken as he visualized his son being murdered in cold blood by the powers of Buwana. He knew that the day of evil would surely come, but to think that Buwana would kill his son without thinking twice meant that the battle line had indeed been drawn. He was relieved that Ruhu was at the outer court and knew what to do. First, he must proceed to safeguard the palace and Princess Atama. His bloodline must fight and defeat the evil Buwana, and restore Malunga from the fist of evil, thus restoring peace to the kingdom.

Nyambe communicated with Ruhu saying;

“The destiny of purity and peace is now saddled on her shoulders, else, humanity will be doomed under the powers of evil and Buwana will reign forever. You know how to find me when the time comes, but for now, you must take the lead and show her the way. I will be waiting on the other side.”

With that, Nyambe vanished together with the palace into the unknown, along with the corpse of Prince Makundu. The servants and everyone residing in the palace at the time also vanished with him. The Stone Wall of Secrets became invisible as well.

They all hid in the big ancient oak tree for days. Ruhu tried to explain to Atama the seriousness of the war at hand and the implications of losing it, but Atama was in so much grief for losing everything; first her brother, then her father. From living in the palace to hiding in a big oak tree, the whole thing was scary.

“We must get to the other side of the river before sunset. When we cross the river, we leave Malunga. I must prepare you for the battle and we must send arrows from without. That way, we are sure of subduing evil and restoring the good of Malunga,” Ruhu assured Atama.

2

T

he night was setting and unfolding the morning clouds. At cockcrow, Ruhu woke the ladies.

“Atama, wake up; Zuchi, it’s time we started moving.”

The horizon smelt of doom and the clouds seemed guilty of holding a secret. They started the journey but Atama was slow and dragged her feet unenthusiastically, mostly from deep grief and lack of interest to survive the day.

“Hasten up, Atama; we need to find the river before the demon-possessed Masisi finds us,” cried Ruhu.

Atama made no effort to speed up, nor did she respond. Her lack of interest and indifference were frustrating but no one complained because a girl of her age had no business harbouring grief after such great losses in a day. What she didn’t realize were the supernatural powers that lay within her soul.

“If only she could reach her inner self; even her sorrows could become bearable,” Ruhu thought quietly.

Ruhu possessed the ability to read minds, amongst other superpowers. He had laid fallow his powers for long, having no use for them except as the guardian of the Stone Wall of Secrets. Now he must resurrect his powers for the battle ahead and must reveal the true nature of Atama to her in due time.

“Hush!” Ruhu made a fist to halt the girls, “I hear a sound. It’s coming our way with a speed of 3km per second. I perceive we won’t be able to cross the river before they get here.”

Taking Zuchi’s shoes off her feet, Ruhu exchanged them with Atama’s. He touched them at the same time and an incredible thing happened; their attires were switched, making Atama the maid and Zuchi the princess. Before Atama could open her mouth to complain, Ruhu had touched her forehead and her memory was wiped, just before the net of Masisi caught them all in a web.

“You think I will let you slip off my hands with the princess who is the access to regaining what was stolen from me? Ruhu, you have cost me much and I shall repay you handsomely,” came the enemy’s voice.

They were taken away with Atama who was already perplexed. She became more confused about the turn of events as they rode back as captives.

“Zuchi, you will play your part as the princess in the open, but in secret, you must attend to Atama as your mistress,” Ruhu instructed.