Seasons Greetings once again, I know most of you must be busy stuffing your faces with Christmas gifts and goodies by now and having a blast with friends and family. Today I would be posting more of the short story that I had previously started titled Godfall, which can be found in my old posts. Here is a link to the first part https://hybridbooks.wordpress.com/2015/12/06/godfall/
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Jenna looked up and saw the men, immediately understanding the situation, she bolted across the field towards the house. Jonas’ mom had also realized what was going on, she ran towards Jenna and whisked her into the house, bolting the door, telling Jenna not to unlock the door and stay put. The bandits were now standing in front of the house, surrounding it. One of them, supposedly the leader stepped forward to speak.
“Hello ladies and gentleman, my name is Oshi and my demand is simple, we want your farm”, he said with an evil grin “Comply with our demands and there shall be no bloodshed”.
“We shall do no such thing, this is our life”, Jonas’ mother replied “We’ve got some cowries, you can have them and take some of our crops but please leave the farm to us”.
“I’m afraid we can’t do that, you see the corrupt wealthy men of this nation have made it increasingly difficult to raid , so unfortunately we have to settle for smaller farms like yours, simple rules of the survival of the fittest”, Oshi stated.
Jonas stared at both his mum and Oshi as they bickered back and forth, his mother continuously tried to reason with Oshi, who remained adamant and eventually got enraged and slapped his mom across the face.
“NOOO!!! Leave her alone, just take as much crops but please leave us alone”, Jonas yelled.
“Ahh, seeing as you are the only male here, I guess it’s safe to assume that daddy isn’t around” Oshi smirked, maintaining his vicious grin “So why don’t you run along before you harm yourself”.
This infuriated Jonas as he pounced on Oshi, knocking him off his feet to the ground. The other bandits run towards their fallen leader, they carried Jonas off him, and proceeded to beat him senseless.
“I tried to reason with you, I tried to go easy but now you have ignored my gesture”, Oshi bellowed with rage in his eyes.
“You are a maniac, there is no reason for you to do this”, Jonas retorted.
During the whole commotion, Jonas’ mom still laid sprawled on the ground watching the bandits beat her son, she couldn’t bare to watch any more, her maternal instincts kicked in as she pulled out one of her knitting pins that she had been concealing and lunged at Oshi, plunging the pin deep into his left shoulder.
“YEOW!!!”, Oshi yelped in pain “You stupid fool, what have you done?”
He said as he grabbed Jonas’ mother by the throat.
“This is on you!!!”, Oshi barked at her as he jabbed his cutlass into her abdomen and flung her to the ground.
“MOTHER!!!”, Jonas shrieked, ignoring the punches and kicks from the other bandits.
“Leave him be, let him have some final moments with his mother”, Oshi stated, ordering his lackeys to let Jonas be with his mom. He ran over to his mother, who was bleeding profusely, frantically clutching her open wound.
“It’s OK mother, just breathe, I will call for a doctor and you will be healed”, Jonas said with tears welling in his eyes. He turned to the bandits and screamed.
“You didn’t have to hurt her, just take whatever you want and leave us alone”.
“Oh we intend on doing that”, Oshi replied “Boys take as many crops as you can and torch the rest of the farm”.
“No, you can’t do that you sick bastards, the farm is all that we have” Jonas protested.
“Well you people had your chance to surrender without having us to resort to any form of violence”
“You shall all pay for this act one day, I promise you”, Jonas said with so much disdain in his voice.
Oshi and his bandits proceeded to uproot most of the essential plants that they fancied. They had gallons of fuel with them which they doused the farm in before setting it ablaze. Oshi and his gang walked off with their newly acquired loot. Jonas carried his injured mother and ran back into the house where his younger sister had been hiding from the bandits. He ran to and fro, combing every nook and cranny of the house in search of any medicine to mitigate his mother’s bleeding wound. The flames outside had began to engulf the entire landscape and smoke was beginning to sip into the house.
“It’s OK Jonas, it’s not your fault”, his mother said weakly “Grab your sister and run now before the flames kill you both”.
“No!! I won’t abandon you mother”, Jonas stated defiantly “I’m bringing you along and we are going to find a doctor”.
Jonas beckoned to his sister Jenna to carry some of the medical supplies as he carried his mother and they both bolted out of the smoke filling house. They ran through the back door, away from the blazing field and over a hill side where Jonas watched with a fallen heart at the raging inferno devouring their life’s work and home. Jenna began to weep as she grabbed his mother’s arm.
“Don’t you cry Jenna, your big brother will look after you when I’m gone”.
Jenna cried more as she heard this but continued on, creating more distance from the fiery fields.
They were far from the nearest clinic or any source of help, Jonas watched in horror as he noticed the life ebb away slowly from his mother due to her massive blood loss. Yet she managed a weak smile and said.
“Be strong son, great things are in store for both you and your sister”.
With that said, her breath paused and her heart ceased beating, her eyes stared blankly at the sky, recording no images. Jonas burst into tears uncontrollably, his mother had died and now he felt entirely empty and responsible, she did not deserve such cruel fate. He couldn’t just stand by and let her life end so abruptly. His muscles tensed as he clenched his fists.
“No, this can’t be, I will not let this happen”.
He looked at Jenna, his eyes completely filled with sorrow and hate. He wrapped up his mother’s corpse with some blankets he had taken from the house earlier. He hoisted her corpse on his shoulder, stared towards the east of their current direction. He gestured towards Jenna to follow him. She looked at her brother, also crestfallen from the loss of their mother, she could see the hate seething through Jonas’ eyes and could guess what he was planning on doing.
“Brother you can’t, there will be very cruel consequences if you… “.
“I’m sorry Jenna I can’t see any other way, mother did not deserve this”, Jonas said, interrupting his sister with his face turned away from her gaze “I am going to bring her back”, he paused, drawing his breath “even if it kills me”.
TO BE CONTINUED