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Hunters of Africa

🇳🇬Aboje_Twilight
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From darkness came a pair of red eyes, like they were forged from the fires of hell, gigantic was the beast that terrified all. He was a lone wolf raised by witches to kill the Alpha of the pack-Haunter. Story that was told under the full moon by my father, and the story told to him by his father's father. A story of terror that existed when my tribe was young.
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Chapter 1 - Chapter I

Out of darkness shaded by the forest, stood a pair of red shiny eyes surrounded by pairs of yellow ones. My father told me this story as it was told by his father's father when he was just a boy.

King Adesugh has been corrupted with the greed for power, in all forms. Black, tall and huge muscular figure befitting the description of a giant. He wore amour that was embroided with gold and carried a mighty sword with a golden end as the handle. Only the call of his name spreads terror in the heart of men, he was a living horror that kills for pleasure. Swords of twenty kings decorates his palace treasury.

"I will give you power like no other, one power that will foster your conquest. Your power will come from within you and tear apart all that stands against you, fear shall spread through all clans when you are miles away. The fear of you shall make kings surrender their thrones without a single battle. Just leave my clan, and you will taste such a supernatural power that is meant for deities". The most powerful witch of Hutseh stood on the mountain on a full moon night as she begs king Adesugh.

King Adesugh having unquenchable hunger for power accepted Toshins offer. It was accepted by the king after consulting his commanding officers who all agreed to Toshins words. Toshin's maid handed over a calabash to her, in it was some leaves that has been mixed with wolf blood filling the calabash half way. She stretched out her staff with her right hand and moving the calabash in circles, Toshin began to render incantations. After sometime, king Adesugh and his seven commanders poured out some of their blood into the calabash in turns, starting with Adesugh. "if your enchantment doesn't work fine, I will have your head', Adesugh threatened Toshin. "Your conquest shall continue and you will reign through the earth in all generations to come. Your children shall sit on your throne till the time our great seers cannot see through. I will give the power of shapeshifting to you and thy children's children will inherit." Toshin said these words under a bright full moon, with the calabash that was decorated with cowries still on her hand.

Shortly after the witch had finished her ritual and disappeared with her maid, the king and his comrades felt a rush of energy into them, it felt like it came from the underworld and too strong for their bodies to contain. The pain was excruciating like it was separating their bodies from their souls. Their bones broke into different fractions, with tremendous amount of sounds, both from their cries and their bodies. Ears of the seven soldiers elongated, they grew fur and tail, their faces changed shape and they grew long canines. The beast that they turned into was a wolf, but they were bigger than any normal wolf Africa can ever have. The pains of shapeshifitng for the first time was unbearable for them, it is said that it was the greatest pain a werewolf can ever feel. The king has grown a tail, a pair of red eyes and fur that was darker than his own completion. King Adesugh was bigger in size than any of the other wolves.

That night, the first set of wolves were created under the full moon. These man-turned-wolves looked terrific and were filled with the hunger for blood. At the foot of the mountain where Toshin had performed the ritual, lies a small village of cattle rearers and other livestock. The village was erased out of the map that night as king Adesugh ran down hill with his blood thirsty commanders looking for whom to destroy. They killed livestock and humans alike. Such horror was one that can only be committed by thousands of soldiers, but it was done by less than a dozen men or rather werewolves. The natives ran as fast as their human legs could carry, they were just too slow for the alpha and his pack. These devilish creatures howled in demonic harmonies as they leveled the village to the ground, it was a massacre on innocent people who had barely weapons or chance to defend themselves.

"I feel the true nature of power. With this I can do and undo. The whole world will be under my command". "We mustn't be so sure your highness, the witch made us the power, she must have a way to remove it". "you are right Ishaku, I don't even have any plan to let Hutseh be, afterall it is the most beautiful of all the lands". Turning to his commanders with a fetish smile that shows pleasure in what he has done, he continued; "Let's go for a hunt, I need Toshins head".

You can never trust a witch, this saying has always been true. The strongest witch ever known in the village of Hutseh-Toshin, at twenty-five years of age, she had already mastered most spells and curses. Toshin was an average size woman with bright eyes as a newly layed egg, rumors has it that they turned completely white anytime she cast strong spells. She looked tough in appearance and she carries charms all over her body in form of necklace, anklet or any other item of fashion. Her long hair was also decorated with cowries in different patterns, Toshin was a beauty, but too tough to be praised of her beauty. The strong witch had carried the calabash of blood to her coven, there other witches casted spells on it against the vicious Adesugh for they knew so well that their village-Hutseh will not be spared by the king as he had promised earlier. The blood of the king and his seven comrades was the only weapon the witches had against king Adesugh and it will be enough, but no spell can work on them till another full moon. Spells has rules, if the witches go against the rules by casting spells on the king before full moon, the spell might not work and if it works, it will cost the life of Toshin-who casted the previous spell on King Adesugh. The witches only had the option of waiting till the next full moon. One thing is for sure, King Adesugh must die else they all die by the power they had given to him.

Death was spreading like wide-fire in an harmattan, tears flowed down the cheeks of farmers and shepherds as blood flows along streams, dead bodies littered the grounds of raided villages as King Adesugh tried to show dominance. The king and his bloody army has unleashed hell on earth. With this new power, him and his seven commanders-his pack; Ishaku, Akini, Sarachi, Asewah, Ratashi, Huseni, and Aboje, now lead the front line of every battle and most at times leave nothing for the soldiers to fight.

Their raid and conquest was coming closer to Hutseh, and it looked like it was approaching faster than the full moon. King Adesugh marched with his mighty and confident army towards Hutseh. It has been like a month after they met the famous witch who gave them this mysterious power. "We camp here tonight and attack tomorrow before the first cock crow", The alpha ordered. If only he knew the witches plan, he wouldn't had waited for daybreak, it was a full moon night-the night the witches had been waiting so desperately for. But Adesugh not knowing, camped there that night and it was indeed his last night.

"Scandelebosh sedeabatala! Ayeeeh!" Everybody in the camp where shouting the next morning. "What has happened? How has it come to be?" The soldiers asked one another in random fashion. The werewolves met in the kings tenth and surrounded the dead body of their alpha lying down in humility. King Adesugh strong and vicious, a man who has never known defeat is dead. He was a man that conquered kings without a fight, and now he has been killed without a fight. King Adesugh has died having a pregnant wife. "Will she give birth to a boy or a girl?" The Otete-wolf pack asked themselves in confusion of what to do. Soon the attack on Hutseh was called off and they returned back to Oduduwah-their clan. The haunter that has been hunting for years, has been haunted in one night. When the king was asleep, the witches were at work, and their work did pay off.