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Nebuchadnezzar Has Returned  – Season 1 Episode 3

Nebuchadnezzar and Nnamani were shackled, and forced to sit on the

bare floor, and watch. This they did in utmost silence.

The shelter was brought down in seconds. Obele rushed to the space

shouting Adaku’s name repeatedly. The stench that emanated within caused him to

turn back.

There were

corpses all over the place, and a large pot on fire, cooking blood.

“O! My God!” Sir Thomas exclaimed.

“In the name of Her Majesty, The Queen of England… Queen

Elizabeth 1… and The Great King of Umuchue… Igwe Okpunobi 1… you’re both

sentenced to death by hanging tonight… at the newly constructed gallows at

the age-wife/”>village square,” Sir Bradley announced to the hearing of all present

at the invaded site.

He turned his back to go into his mechanical carriage, but was stopped

by the loud cry of one of the excavators. “There’s a survivor!”

Out of the rubbles, a lady was pulled up. [email protected], bloodied, and

terribly shaking.

“Nkoli!” Obele shouted.

One of the officers removed his jacket and used it to cover her. The

white men began to rejoice at the prospect of a survivor.

“How did this happen?… When were you taken?… Did you see

Adaku?” Obele asked all these questions without a pause, shaking her as he


Nkoli writhe in forged pain.

“That’s enough!’ Sir Bradley commanded. He threatened Obele, that

his help in locating the murderers didn’t suddenly make him The Queen’s

official interrogator.

The photographer was done taking pictures of most piece of evidence

found; and the things not needed as physical evidence were gathered to be

burnt. The bodies were also gathered separately to be burnt, but the action

stopped when The King’s envoy arrived with instruction to bring the bodies back

for their loved ones to bury.

Soon, everyone dispersed; most into the mechanical carriages brought

by the white-men, and the others left on foot. They left behind a large flame

in their wake as they drove away for the village.


It was the dusk of the day, and the villagers were already gathered at

the age-wife/”>village square to witness the death of the two men who vowed to hold the

town at ransom. They were also there to catch a glimpse of Nkoli, the survivor

and critically acclaimed heroine of the gods, to have being then only survivor

of a series of random killings.

All through the merriments, Obele sat coldly on the floor, a little

behind Nkoli’s position on the hightable; he could see her exposed lower back,

even though he didn’t care for it. Thoughts of never seeing Adaku again caused

anger to circulate faster round his body; they fueled his recurring belief that

Nkoli had something to do with her death, and possibly the death of all the

/> unrecognizable corpses found at the site.

“May the Lord help your souls…,” Sir Bradley was about to

give the final command that they be hanged. But The King halted him. His

interruption caused a little commotion and struggle for power between the both

of them, which ended with Igwe Okpunobi reminding Sir Gregory that he was king,

and this was still his territory, so any further altercation to his command

will be met by a fate worse than the gallows his friends were about to face.

Igwe Okpunobi wanted to understand why the people he once called

brothers would do these many evil things. He walked up to the gallows, and

asked with concern, “Where did I go wrong?” As he awaited a reply

tear drops fell down his eyes.

Nebuchadnezzar remained silent.

Nnamani let out an evil laugh, before he spoke.

“This is not about you; this is not about me; this is not even

fully about Umuchue… This is about the battle of the gods, and they are

angry,” he said, and laughed some more.

“Which of the gods?” The King asked; his tears seized.

“All of them… They are all angry at you, Okpunobi, and have

promised to bring your reign to a miserable end for allowing these strange

people into our land… You cannot stop what is about to come,” Nnamani

kept talking, and laughing.

Nebuchadnezzar turned to Nnamani. “What have you done?” He

asked with a bewildered look.

Nnamani smirked. He was about to reply when the space beneath their

feet opened, and they began to suffocate, till life quickly left them. The King

opened the gallows himself.

The crowd began to murmur loudly; and soon, violence broke out. For no

particular reason people began to destroy things and after a while themselves.

A little fire started somewhere, and just like the fight without an origin it

turned into a wild fire, burning everything and everyone in its path. The white

men tried without success to tame the escalating beasts in everyone, even their

guns had no way to sway the suddenly possessed people of Umuchue.

Nkoli immediately rose. To better blend with the mad crowd as a

commoner she took off the special cape the white men had given her for the

occasion. Obele, whose eyes had been on her all the while, immediately saw it

again – the same symbol he saw at Nnanna’s hut, painted on the wall with Nnanna

mother’s blood – it rested comfortably on Nkoli’s back as a brand of identity.

He followed her in silence; the grief he felt fueled his anger the more. Nkoli

suddenly turned to face him, and he wasted no time in stabbing her. He did so

three times, and she fell.

Obele hurried away; he disappeared into the raging crowd before the

officers initially assigned to protect Nkoli could catch him.

Nkoli faced the sky; she looked at the moon, and it looked back at

her. The officers tried to stop the profuse bleeding without success, and

resolved to carry her away from the mad crowd because their ammunition for

protection had almost finished. She dangled without strength in their arms, and

as life fleeted from her, she could see it; the strange shooting-star that

Nnamani promised she’d see if she stayed true to the faith of the gods. It was

the wrath of the gods, and it was already here to consume everyone.


THE END. (Please comment)

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