Sometimes I wish I could unsee, what I have seen. That's only the human in me." Chioma Onwudiwe
The beast’s eyes turned to slits of fury, as he observed the girl. He looked on fiercely, with mounting disdain. Billows of smoke rose in periodical puffs, behind his high chair. A seat that had been crafted to replicate, ‘The Throne’, yet it hopelessly fell short. In fact, he always did miss the mark of his intended purpose. But he still managed, to build a kingdom out of doomed failure. Even his fall, garnered him a third of The King’s soldiers. With a failing streak like that, who needed success? He still did. He still needed to thwart and turn the plans, of The Glorious One. He still needed to puncture His Heart, howbeit metaphorically.
A small wince caused him, to angrily raise his lowered brow. He had subtly and systematically lowered his eyes, to avoid the light emanating from his unwanted and uninvited guest. She was a serial bother, to his existence. A seemingly insignificant and simple girl, should have been so easily eliminated a long time ago. However, he knew exactly who she was and Whose she was. What he did not know, was what she knew and for how long she had known it. Furthermore, what she intended to do with the knowledge, was becoming an added worry to him.
The sharp wince came again, subsequently followed by a pain filled lament. He lifted the long string of heavy chains, lying all around his feet and tugged vehemently. That action immediately elicited a cry of terror, from behind the high chair. It was a space, that posed as a hidden and torturous coven. It temporarily housed, his bound and bondage minions. Infuriated at the interrupting sob, the heavily and overly adorned monster, pulled even harder. Then he maliciously, waited for the inevitable. There was a whimper and then silence. Save for the echoes of doom and cries of torment.
“Which one did you take out now?” The girl’s voice was steady and unafraid. The intensity of her gaze, matched the animosity that flowed from the elevated chair towards her and vice-versa. “Don’t let the elimination, tickle you,” warned the beast coolly. “I have another one, to replace.” “I am sure you do,” the girl remarked in disgust. “I am just curious, as to which of your cronies met their fate so unceremoniously now. Considering their diligence in doing your bidding, a 'thank you' from their master would have been fitting.” She finished.
The accelerated and shooting mass of smoldering soot. Stopped short, right in front of her. Having been obstructed by an invisible film. The Defensive and Forthright flame, began to consume the attacking filthy ball of fire. The beast grunted, at the obvious miss again and waited. “As I was saying,” the girl continued. Seemingly ignoring the dirty flames, being licked away from before her. “Whose end of the road in your harem, came today? Was it the childhood witch and subsequent accomplices? Was it the vile generals, stationed along the way? The ‘ministers of bombardment’, assigned to relationships, economics and finances. Obsessed with the mandate, to provoke and to disparage credibility.”
“Or wait. Was it the false clergies (she grimaced, as ‘sly saul’ and ‘porky pete’ came to mind), inserted behind the real ones? Or could it be, the political players ('false folly' came to mind), that pulled the strings in destination industries. To kill an already battered dream. No, maybe it was the ‘illegal seers’, that ran to recreate the vision of things to come and attempt to steal the glory. Or it might be the spineless and stupid spectators, with their untaught judgement and highly uninformed opinions! Oblivious to the potency of the fight, they wish to engage”
The high chair began to vibrate. “For what and why have you come?!” The cornered beast yelped, as the most hideous of creatures began to creep towards and around the chair. “I owe you no explanations nor must I indulge you in a higher plan and purpose.” The girl stated. “I simply regret, that I gave you too much credit in the years past. The Almighty One always had a plan. Of which you will be a ridicule for my sake, when He is done.” The beast roared sardonically, before speaking.
“You mean you are not afraid, of what I can do to you?” He asked intimidatingly. The girl smiled, before answering. “Let’s see, you have been very active, from the moment I was conceived. Your onslaught has been massive, strategic and consistent. Your recruits on all levels of ‘the pyramid’, have been committed and relentless. All these happened, while I sat naïve, clueless, speechless and harmless. And yet you expect to scare me now, in a trained, strengthened, wizened, awakened and authoritative state?”
Her laughter was mirthful, clear and crescendo. Bursting, through the deep, dark and dense atmosphere of meeting. She was still laughing, when the 'Consuming Fire' from the inside of her. Proceeded to gulp the corrupted and carbonic flames, which the beast had aggresively released towards her.
To be continued as a book.
