The Legend Of Dayo…

AARON ANSAH-AGYEMAN

THE LEGEND OF DAYO

FINAL SEASON:

THE REDEMPTION

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CHAPTER 21

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Igwe stood still, and his face was filled with sudden wonder and indescribable excitement.

“Dearest ancestors, he has the eye for details as spoken by the Oracles…he’s the one, The One…yes, the one the Oracles spoke of, The Catalyst for The Great Purge! Dear ancestors…it has started! He’s the One, the Greatest of All Dayan Kings!”

Awed, inspired and absolutely knocked over, Peter Igwe Pedro stumbled after the Heir Apparent.

But most importantly, he did not want to make the prince frantic with what was contained in the Oracles, which stated, among other things, that the Catalyst would be travelling with a descendant of the sirens, and a royal blood companion who would help him through The Mists…but only the Catalyst and one other would make it through!

So, this was it!

Igwe knew they would come to a place called The Mists, and although Temi would survive, he would depend on Rose and Igwe to make it through.

But one of them, Rose or Igwe, would die inside The Mists whilst helping the prince!

Igwe wished it would be himself.

He would use death in The Mists as atonement for the horrible things he had done when he was controlled by Leke Olugbade Bally. He did not want the girl to die because he liked her so much. She was a good, brave girl, courageous and protective of the Heir Apparent like a mother hen.

Temi needed someone like Rose beside him when he reigned as king, and so Igwe did not want her to die!

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But the Oracles never mentioned who would die, just that one of them would. Igwe could not mention this to Temi now because he knew Temi would definitely turn back from the quest if he knew one of his companions would die inside The Mists.

Igwe sighed, deeply worried, and followed the two young ones, but he kept his eyes peeled because he knew they were now walking through the yawing jaws of death.

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Igwe kept glancing at Temi as they walked along rapidly, debating with himself how to approach the burning questions on his mind and how best to prepare his young nephew for the challenging moments he knew would spring up soon.

They were moving through a beautiful landscape. On both sides were very tall Fold Mountains, and the valley they were walking through had a lovely gigantic blue lake on the right as they passed through what seemed to be an exotic garden.

“Son, do you know The Purge?” Igwe asked finally.

Temi looked at his uncle with frank interest and a puzzled look on his handsome face.

“The Purge?” he repeated. “Don’t believe I do. What is it?”

Igwe knew this young man – still only a boy, actually – was under great responsibility already, and maybe it would be too much for him to be burdened with news of The Purge now. If indeed it was – as Igwe suspected it to be – the boy would adapt, as he had shown all along.

“The Purge is in our Oracles, the Ancient Scrolls,” Igwe said carefully. “It says, among other things, that a time will come when no evil entity, spirit and principality, would be able to creep into Dayo or any part of the universe and affect the people badly. I am beginning to think that after getting the Dead Olive, this great event will happen.”

Temi nodded slowly.

“That wouldn’t be an unpleasant incident,” he said. “I’m tired of spirits like Leke Olugbade Bally meddling in our affairs.”

YAW BOAT

THE SECOND SIGHT 3:

THE SPAWN

COMING SOON ON PREMIUM

They continued walking rapidly, and now Rose could see that the great blue lake was becoming less visible because a blue mist was rapidly covering it, and spilling over to the portion they were walking. Ahead of them was a kind of forest which still bordered the great lake.

She was still holding Temi’s hand, and felt a sudden moisture in her palm. She glanced down and saw that Temi’s hand was clammy and sweaty, and when she looked up at him, she realized his face was sweaty.

The great blue mist had now covered the blue lake completely, and was now swarming over them, heady and filled with unseen menace.

Rose knew this could not be any ordinary mist, and she looked up suddenly at Temi just as they entered the trees.

“My love, are you alright?” she whispered, and found him grinning down foolishly at her with a lecherous look on his face.

“I want to impale you, Rose,” Temi groaned as he licked his lips lecherously. “I’m going to impale that otu with this amudikpe!”

“Baba!” she called out to Igwe. “There’s something wrong! Temi is not feeling well!”

“Oh, I feel so horny!” Igwe said in a husky voice.

Rose turned sharply and saw with horror that Igwe was also sweating profusely, and there was that same silly grin on his face.

The mist was now swirling all around them, and to her horror Rose could see some strange figures floating through the mist, strange blue women with feline eyes!

“Oh, Roselyn, you’re so beautiful!” Temi said in a voice slurred with passion. “You make me feel so horny! Ahhh, to feel myself sinking into your sweet, sweet depths is the height of my craving for you! Spread those silky legs, Rosie…let me mount you and impale you hard!”

“Temi, pull yourself together!” Rose said sharply as her fear began to mount.

“I going to impale and carve you like devil tree!” Temi whispered as he looked lecherously at Rose’s breasts and licked his lips as he grabbed his groin which had become suddenly engorged with desire. “Aaaaaash, Rose! Open those thighs and let me impale you! I’m going to impale and shatter your virginity!”

Temi suddenly grabbed her and pushed her against a tree, and his lips fell on hers. His kiss was deep, sweet and tender! For a moment Rose was lost as she revelled in the sweetness of the moment.

She parted her lips and accepted his kiss, moaning softly as his hands moved on her breasts gently and exciting her nipple. Rose could feel his brute of an erection prodding against her belly, and she shuddered with passion. His hands run feverishly over her and cradled her left thigh as his lips blazed along her throat. Rose moaned and responded urgently, linking her arm around his neck and kissing him desperately.

“I will impale and clear you, Rose!” he grunted lustfully. “I’ll impale you!”

But then, suddenly, Temi was ripped from her arms and a vicious slap from an invisible hand across her cheeks sent her crashing to the ground!

Rose looked up, dazed, and saw to her horror that the mist was swirling thickly through the trees, and now there were a lot of naked blue sirens gliding fiercely through the trees, whispering words of lust as they floated around them.

These were amazingly beautiful young women with figures that belonged to the most erotic fantasies! They changed shapes to suit the inner cravings of the male mind!

Already, they were swarming all over the two men!

Rose noticed that they had stripped Igwe naked as they swarmed over him. He was lying on the ground as five of them worked on him! Whilst four were touching various parts of his body, another had straddled him, and was riding him. Igwe was screaming with sheer delight, but his body was lifted into the air as the siren moved off his body.

Rose turned her face away from the old man’s shiny erection, and then she moaned with horror when Igwe was pushed against a tree, and then the branches of the tree embraced him like a form of macabre lovers’ embrace!

Rope-like tendrils shot from the tree and tied Igwe to the tree very hard.

As the sirens still touched and caressed him, his face filled with ultimate pleasure, Rose noticed that some of the sirens were now holding swords and were advancing rapidly on the hapless man.

“No!” Rose screamed and got to her feet, drawing her sword as she rushed toward Igwe.

She leapt high and spun round, her sword moving viciously, cutting through the sirens! But they were spiritual beings, spirits that could play with the mind, and so her sword went through them without harming them!

With a roar she attacked the tree Igwe was attached to, swinging ruthlessly and cutting the branches until Igwe was free!

“Leave me alone you witch!” Igwe screamed with horror. “Let me slide in! Oh, please let me slide in!”

The sirens moved around him, whispering their deadly lustful words. They picked him up again and threw him against another tree.

Rose was now desperate!

She could see that they had also stripped Temi naked, and one with a particularly curvy buttocks was holding a tree and bending severely down, proffering her core to his excited member.

“For you, my sweet prince!” the siren wailed lustfully.

“Oh, yessssss!” Temi whispered as he thrust his waist forward anxiously. “Blue otu, green otu, rainbow otu…let me impale you! I’m going to impale that otu and shatter it!

“Yes, sweeeeet Priiiiince!” the sirens whispered. “Go on…impale, carve, shatter her!”

They were moving him forward relentlessly, and the arms of the trees were reaching out dangerously to tie him up.

“Oh, no, no!” Rose whispered with horror.

With desperation she suddenly bent and scooped a lot of wet mud from the ground with both hands. She screamed and leapt toward Igwe, and then she plastered his ears with the wet mud, blocking out the sounds of the deadly sirens!

Igwe fell to the ground, dazed.

Rose scooped more mud and slapped it on his ears again, and he looked up, his eyes clearing as he saw the horror all around him.

“Get control of yourself!” Rose screamed. “Cover your ears, please! And protect yourself! Temi needs me!”

Rose rushed toward Temi as Igwe got to his feet, and realized for the first time that he was naked.

“You vile demons!” he screamed and looked around desperately for his clothes and sword. “What the fucking fuck have you done to me? I’m a bloody respectable old man…fools!”

The sirens had pushed Temi against the tree now, and he was bound with the branches. A siren who seemed to glitter in a beautiful golden sort of way was now moving toward Temi with a sword in her hand, and with her back to Rose. This one was not naked, but dressed in that amazing glittering golden cover.

Rose rushed at her desperately and cut through her, slashing viciously with her sword.

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“Oh, Rosie, my darling!” the golden siren said in a gentle, beautiful voice. “You will slash at your own mother?”

She turned to face Rose, and the young woman gasped with sudden horror and took trembling steps backward, her eyes almost bulging out of their sockets!

Rose lost her footing and fell on the ground, her face exploding with a rude shock so complete that she could barely breathe.

“M-ma-ma-Mama?” she whispered as her body trembled fiercely with the realization and sight of the impossible.