IN THE WAVES OF VEAGENCE
Episode 1
“Shhhhh, If you want to live you will cooperate if you want to die you will protest the ball is in your court,” I bluntly said as I coldly unpeeled the Binding tape from the mouth of my captive.
Blood oozed from his mouth all thanks to my unlimited number of blows that he had received from my fists. I adjusted the heat of the Iron box that was connected to power socket to its maximum.
“Please let me go,,, please I beg,,”
I gave him a resounding kick on his chin making him spit another front tooth.
“Did I not instruct you fool to keep quiet?”
I took the binding tape and slid it back to his mouth. I drew out my knife and chopped off his little toe. He writhled in pain as I took my Ironbox in my hands and used its heat to dry the blood that was coming from the his foot after I had chopped his toe off.
“Oh I forgot to feed you yeterday.” I said snapping my fingers
I collected the cut toe with my pair of tongs and roasted it with my lighter. I later on stuffed the into his mouth and I forced him to chew it. I drew my drawer chest and took out a multivitamin injection and stuck it right inside the veins of his neck. I wanted him to have the strength to feel the pain.
“Please just let me die please I beg,” he mummbled halfly crying
I felt angered annoyed with veagence wits pumping harder through my veins.
“Seems you never have the ears to listen. When we were young,we were taught that you should never speak at the council of elders lest you are given permission to.”
I pulled the red hot ironbox to his shirtles stomach and stamped it hard against his skin. He wailed in agony as real tears cascaded down his bruised face.
“Shhhhhh silence in court please,” I mimmicked a judge.
He mummbled in cries trying not to open his mouth. I pulled the Ironbox from him taking with it a huge piece of skin.
“I have once been to a hospital and seen doctors sterilise their needles with heat.” I said as I again took my knife which was already stained in blood and burnt it till it was red hot.
“I also once had dreams of being a tattoo artist,” I told him as I moved closer to him.
I dug the knife right to his right foot thigh and drew a big cut of the letter S. He groaned and shook in pain as smoke from the burnt skin danced high up in the air.
“After Tatoos one has to remain calm for the piece of art to have enough time to dry,but I am sorry you are too weak to be calm buddy,however don’t worry, am a proffesional, and its my place to execute my duties fully,” I said as I took a hammer and hit the knife right through his knee with the bones cracking to every hit The knife came out through the other end and it pinned itslef on the wooden chair.

inthewavesofveagence

Daveline Okwayo

Am so wicked right? Yeah I would have thought so too,I read somewhere that a hungry man is an angry man. My hunger was for vegeance. I felt the pain of being left lonely with all the units of the Police agencies searching East,west, central,North and South for me for something that I never did,or better still was done against me. My lifehood tracks hit me in a painful flashback as all the incidences hit through my head like a terrible movie that I needed to stop watching

FLASHBACK

According to reports, I was born and left in the hospital by a run away Mother not even to mention a father that I never heard of or even dreamt about. Obviously as we all would have expected I was to land in an orphanage. Life in that over crowded place was some sort of hell, I hated it,I hated waking up in the morning and toilling hard on the hard grounds of the orphanage doing farming,I hated being taught by perhaps an unqualified teacher whose lessons majorly consisted of strokes of the cane.
At one time,things got so terrible for me and tried to kill myself by mixing all the ‘posisonus’ labelled fluids in the orphanage,death too became an enemy,it refused to pick me and instead a series of diarrhea found its way to me. Nobody ever understood what was happening until when perhaps my body had somehow flushed all of the unwanted contents from it. Food was scarce in the orphanage and most meal times would end in fights I grew up and learnt all the survival tactics. We had been restricted from stepping out of the orphanage’s premises in what they termed to as a restrictive measure which we were all okey with it. We had been told that the world outside the orphanage premises was full of kidnappers and serial killers who easily kill anyonebwho doesn’t belong to them. We were made to beleive that we were the outcasts of the world.
This teachings seemed to only have effect of others,through my curiosity,I had managed to drill a small hole in the orphanage’s steel walls and saw a group of children about the same age as I was playing and having fun in the neighbourhood. I wished to join them as I felt like that was a place that I belonged.
Like a small tree,my curiosity grew in me and the urge to go out became more and more irresistible. I was known for my quiet nature, I had learnt to keep what entailed me to my ownself. One night during the strangle for food I managed to sneak through the back door and headed straight to the gate.

inthewavesofveagence

Daveline Okwayo

A badly timed move is equals to poor decisions,I only was seeing the getting out of the house but not the compound, I was met with a mean looking man with some extra kilos of meat on his body,I wondered how could one be getting too fat in such a world.
“Where are you going you imp?” He asked coming my direction.
“Er,,umm,,, ave been sent to purchess airtime for nana,” I mummbled shaking.
“You are lying'” he lifted me up by my collar and raised me high,with a single arm,I felt the loins choke me as a sudden wave of weakness began hitting me I folded my fist and hit him hard in his eye with the last grasp of energy that I had in me. He groaned in pain as his grip on me losened and I fell down with a thud.
He fell the opposite direction and was groaning in pain. My hand was filled with blood and I grabbed the keys hanging by his side pocket and chuckeled the gates open and took to my heels. It was dark I barely saw where I was going neither did I even know where I was running to, I had the pattering of footsteps behind me hell had broken lose. In a twinkle of an eye an arrow slid past my right arm taking a piece of clothing and leaving a deap cut as it deeply knocked the back of a tree. I felt immeasurable pain but I was death sure that stopping would guarantee me a trip to hade.
I quickly pulled out the arrow from the tree and threw it behind me. I had someone again cry in pain,woops! It must have hit the target I kept on running with my mind battling as to either go back to the orphanage and apologise or to continue running to nowhere
A bright beam of light hit my face and all went black.

inthewavesofveagence

Daveline Okwayo

After what seemed as an eternity of darkness or perhaps sleep, I woke up on the most comfortable bed ever a soft tuffy piece of clothing had been used to cover me and I felt some sweet warmness the room was more cleaner than our bedrooms in the orphanage. The walls were painted pink with a dazzling elm of white finishings the lights were pale blue and there was some soft music that somehow gave me peace. I tried to turn and felt a stinging pain in my arm which had been now tied in some whitish clothing,I recalled that I had been shot with an arrow.
“Hey take it easy don’t move its okey,”My eyes were met with a darling look from a lady with long hair and a sweet choclate complexion that had been suplemented by dazzling dancing eyes not to mention her curly lips, She looked like an angel,for the first time someone had spoken smoothly to me.
“How are you feeling?” She asked.
“Where am I?” I replied to her question with mine.
“I am sorry we havent Introduced yet,am Shona you are in my house,I almost knocked you off yesterday at night before you passed out.”
” Damn it!” I cursed I remembered I was being followed,I knew that any time they would be here,I had to get away before they get me. I jumped out of the bed and headed to the door which automatically slammed itself before I could get to it.
“Its of no use running dear you are still un healed. My parents would be very mad at me if I let you go, In this state.”
“Allow me to go please they will kill us all,” I begged,,,,TBC