The Legend Of Dayo…
THE LEGEND OF DAYO
SEASON 4: THE FATHER
Nneka herself was barely recognizable as a human being because she was covered with so much blood and flesh tissue that she looked like some red alien.
And that was how a group of about thirty enraged Judges of Aradise found her when they rode into her yard. They were dressed in their uniform armours and armed to the teeth, and evidently enraged by the murder of the two young judges in Aisha’s eatery.
The Commander, Olawale Timilehin, was a tall, lean dangerous-faced elderly man with a shock of silver hair under his helmet. He dismounted and stood to look around him with horror, stunned by the bodies of the hardened criminals and the blood-soaked woman sitting on the ground with the sword in her hands.
“Nneka Okez!” he whispered with horror. “What happened here?”
Nneka looked at him without speaking as her tears coursed down her cheeks, but when one of the Judges tried to enter the room she spoke in a fierce whisper.
“Keep out of the room!”
The Judge, holding his sword, looked questioningly at his Commander, and Olawale Timilehin gestured to him to stay out of the room.
“Men, gather the bodies and clean up the compound!” he said gravely.
He then knelt and slowly pulled the bloodied sword from Nneka’s hand, and then pulled her up and led her to a bench under one of the trees.
“What happened here, Nneka?” Olawale Timilehin asked again. “Surely, you didn’t kill all these criminals! Chinua Joshua and his men are terrible marauding murderers, and everyone fears them! They’ve murdered more people than can be counted, and they are known as extremely skilful fighters! That’s why I brought thirty of my most skilful warriors.
Chinua and his men killed two of my men in town. We met one of them fleeing from this place, and he was muttering some nonsense about King Demi being back again, but my men killed him before we could question him. Chinua Joshua also killed a poor hunter, Abdul, who came to show them this place because he wanted to avoid bloodshed in the eatery. Who killed Chinua and his men, Nneka?”
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“I had help,” she said softly. “One man, actually. He’s inside my room, and he protected me. But please, don’t ask who he is, and don’t try to see him. It will not be good for your health, sir.”
Olawale looked at her for a long time, and his face was bleak.
“This man, Nneka, is he a good man?” he asked carefully. “Or is he going to make trouble for us in Aradise?”
She looked at him sadly.
“He’s more than a good man, sir,” she said dully. “And he is going to be good for the whole of Dayo, I guess.”
The Commander hesitated a while longer, and then he nodded and stood up.
“I can’t take your word for it, Nneka, because I need proof to report to the Governing Council of Aradise,” he said calmly. “I have to see him, and question him.”
Nneka looked at him with horror.
“Please, I beg of you, heed to my plea,” she said desperately. “I don’t know what will happen if you force your way in.”
“If indeed, he rid us of the threat of Chinua Joshua, then he is no enemy,” the Commander said and began to walk away toward the house.
Some of his men came to meet him, and Nneka saw the Commander speaking to them. She looked on, sick to her stomach, as one of the Judges approached the door, opened it, and tried to enter.
“Temi,” she whispered faintly with worry.
But the Judge tried and tried, but he could not enter the room. It was as if there was an invisible barrier blocking the door. The Judge stepped back, angry, and drew his sword.
“Oh, no, don’t do that!” Nneka shouted, but she was too late.
The Judge slashed at the space of the doorway with his sword, and immediately the doorway sizzled and turned blue with spurting and crackling electrical energy that threw the Judge into the air and slammed him down on the ground with such force that traces of blood spurted from his nostrils.
The other Judges drew their swords immediately, and then a most horrifying thing happened…
The weather changed immediately into a horrible orange glow! A numbing wind filled with cold swirled around the warriors, making their teeth chatter, and then a hissing fierce whisper was heard by them all.
“Enter not the room!”
And then the weather cleared once more, and the cold wind stopped. The Judges looked at their Commander with confusion and palpable fear in their eyes.
“Stay clear,” said a shaken-up Commander Olawale Timilehin. “That is a messenger of the Creator. We all heard it.”
He sheathed his sword slowly and returned to where Nneka was sitting.
“So, it is like that,” he said, his voice unsteady. “A wind of change just blew. My goodness! Never thought I’ll live to see this. Is this the beginning of the great Dayan Liberation we’ve heard so much about?”
Nneka nodded and smiled sadly.
“I don’t really know for certain, sir,” she said softly. “But I really do believe so.”
“That is not unpleasant news,” the Commander said, still trembling, and looked wonderingly at the doorway. “I’ll tell you what though, I’ll give everything to lay my eyes on him, whoever he is.”
“Maybe you will, sir, someday soon, but not today.”
The Commander nodded shakily.
“Not today, aye, not today,” he whispered, his voice awed.
Nneka smiled wanly and watched the Judges cleaning the compound of blood and gore. They fetched water from the well to wash the walls, and she noticed how they were very careful not to go near the open door.
They draped the corpses on horses, and then the Commander spoke to Nneka again.
“I believe you’re safe, my dear?” he asked calmly.
Nneka began to cry softly.
“I’m now very safe, sir.”
He looked at her for a few seconds longer.
“Look, Nneka, dear, I know how you suffered at the hands of this beast, Chinua,” he said gravely. “Your husband, Moshood, was like a son to me, and he loved you to bits. Chinua is dead now. I think it is time to leave this forest and come back home, dear, and be among people. You’re still young, and the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. You can start life again, daughter.”
Nneka barely looked at him.
“This is home, sir,” she said listlessly. “But thank you for your concern.”
He nodded and turned from her.
Soon they rode out of the yard, and Nneka was left alone.
She stood up shakily and stepped out of her bloodied clothes, and then she fetched water from the well and went to the bathroom. She spent a long time there bathing over and over, but still, she could smell the blood of that beast on her.
Finally, she covered herself with the towel and entered the room; she was not afraid of the strange energy blast that had prevented the Judges from entering, and indeed nothing happened to her as she entered safely.
Prince Temidayo was standing at the window gazing out. He had tied a bit of cloth around his waist to hide his nakedness. He turned his head once and looked at her as she approached him.
“Temi,” she whispered, reaching out for him, but he moved away from her hand as if she were holding a venomous snake, and suddenly pure pain flashed across her face, bringing tears to her eyes. “Temi, don’t do this to me, please!”
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“I saw you, Nneka,” he said softly with a slight scowl. “That man…he was helpless! He could not harm you, but you…you killed him like…like…oh, it was terrible to behold! I didn’t think you capable of such evil, Nneka!”
Her lips trembled, and she clamped them between her teeth as she looked down, and then sighed tremulously and sat down gingerly on the bed. Her voice was filled with sadness when she spoke.
“His name was Chinua Joshua,” she said softly. “He was a criminal. I lived in a town called Kugua, not far from Aradise, with my parents and my little brother. Chinua and his men, fleeing from the warriors of Dayo, came to our home. Chinua killed my father, and then he watched as his cohorts raped my mother over and over again, and finally beheaded her. He forced me to watch it all, and then finally he threw my ten-year-old brother into the well and drowned him.”
“Goodness me!” Prince Temi whispered, aghast, his expression shattered and mortified. “Oh, he was indeed a beast and deserved not a second’s breath! Sorry about that, Nek.”
“He raped me that day, Temi,” she continued slowly. “I was just sixteen and so innocent. He raped me and took me along when he fled. I spent two horrible weeks with him and his outfit, and he raped me repeatedly. Finally, Moshood Okez, my husband, who was leading a group of warriors in search of some hostages, came across Chinua and his gang.
There was a fierce battle, and they fled, leaving me behind. Moshood brought me home. I was much traumatized. Later, we heard Chinua was looking for me, and so Moshood and I fled to Aradise. Chinua came to the village and killed many people, including Moshood’s father!”
“He was evil,” Temi whispered softly.
“We were a little safe in Aradise, where Moshood joined the Judges. But we knew that Chinua would come back eventually, and so Moshood married me and we agreed to hide in the forest so that he wouldn’t find us. This house was given to us by the Council of Aradise, and we were supposed to be so happy together.
We spent about a week here, but one night, there was a great storm, and our cat was stranded outside. I begged Moshood to leave it alone, but he said he would just fetch the cat and come back because we hadn’t seen any Kombas around. He stepped out into the storm, but the crafty White Kombas were waiting, and killed him.”
She lifted a tear-streaked face toward Temi.
“You see, Moshood rescued me from Chinua, but he lost everything, including his own life! And for what? He didn’t even get the joy of being with his wife, because each time he came near me, I became so afraid because of the trauma Chinua gave me! I was afraid of men! I couldn’t be a wife to him, Temi!
Maybe, if I had allowed him even once to make love to me I would’ve become pregnant and given birth to a child to remember him by, but I couldn’t! He was kind and patient, waiting for me to grow used to him gradually! I didn’t know he would die! Oh, dear me! I would’ve forced myself to make love to him over and over for that one week of married life! But he died without touching me…and for that I will forever remain with him here!”
Her face was shattered as she fell down on the bed sideways and sobs racked her body.
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