A SciFi adventure taking us through the quest for revenge, betrayal and defense.
A SciFi adventure taking us through the quest for revenge, betrayal and defense.
As I operated my wheelchair back towards my home from
school,I kept ruminating on how to tackle bullying at school
by some older boys who took advantage of my condition to
maltreat me. Sometimes,my lunch box had to be used as a
bribe in order to escape punishments from their unlawful fists
and I dared not make a sound of disagreement or else,the
blows will be redoubled.
I got to my home's doorstep and I violently pressed the door
bell button,making the bell ring at a very violent speed.
Shortly after a while,my mom stepped out and as soon as she
saw me,she hugged me and then helped me into the house.
.
"How was school today,son?" She asked as I operated my
wheelchair towards my room's door.
.
"Always fine,mom" I lied and I fully disappeared through the
door into my room,closing the door behind me alongside. I got
closer to my bed and gently crawled unto it from my
wheelchair. I lay on my back,staring at the ceiling. My mind
was completely dejected and trying to figure out a way out of
the bullying. Reporting the older boys wouldn't help matters at
all...just like adding a flammable liquid into an already blazing
flame and I personally knew that even if I reported them,the
punishment inflicted on the older boys used to be very
negligible,nothing compared to what they had done to me or
some other boys of my caliber. While I was still thinking about
it,my mind flashed back to the accident where I lost my father
and suffered temporary paralysis which could only be
corrected by a bone correction surgery which of course,my
mom couldn't afford for now. The bone fracture I suffered was
very severe that I've been using the wheelchair for three good
years since my dad died in the same accident where I lost my
legs.....I could still picture it in my head how my dad's car ran
into an incoming truck,with me sitting next to him.....Still,I
could picture how my dad's body was being carried away by
four hefty guys and how he was lowered into the grave back
then...
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My Name is Arthur Griffo. Since the death of my father,I had
learnt to live a loving life with my mom who stopped at
nothing to make sure I'm always fine and happy. In return,I
had developed an undying love for her so much,I could say
much more than I loved myself. Speaking about friends,well
due to my condition I had none,except for a girl in school. Her
name's Rae...She isn't a partially paralyzed teenager like I
am,but took me as a friend in school...She virtually helped me
with everything that seems impossible for me due to my
condition. Even though I've endured bullying in college for the
past two years,I made it a clear physical caution and didn't
allow her to know about the bullying by the older,bigger and
stronger boys since we've been together....Maybe I was afraid
they'll hurt her or hold her up in a similar subjection like
mine....but for girls,it wasn't always bullying but physical
assault or even try to attack them outside the college
premises...
.
"Arthur,what's the problem with you? You look somehow
unhappy and pale" My mom said shortly after I noticed her
presence in the doorway. She came closer,observing my
eyeballs in the lower region.
.
"Nothing mom...Am perfectly okay...Just tired due to today's
work back in college" I defended,trying to wave off the
conversation and luckily for me,it worked.
.
"Okay...so tomorrow's weekend....You'll be seeing the doctor
tomorrow,okay?" My mom said. I stole a glance at her and
then nodded my head in agreement....As i watched my mom
left my room,series of thoughts ran through my mind....My
mom was a very young lady in her early thirties...According to
her,she married my dad when she was just 21 and here she is
now,a very young,beautiful,hardworking but helpless young
widow....If my mom didn't have me as her son,there's no
doubt she'll currently be remarried but no,she chose to stay
and work because of me,mainly focused on raising the funds
for my surgery so I could walk again...
.
.
As my mom drove us to the doctor the next day,I kept
mute,staring outside the car's lowered window glass. I was
busy looking at other teenagers like me who could walk with
their two legs. Long before I got involved in the accident that
determined my new lease of life,I used to be a very good
footballer and a fairly good long jumper but ever since I
suffered the temporary paralysis,my dream about those
sporting activities had crashed...But deep in my mind,I had
made it a ticked word about going back to football if am
opportune to walk with my legs again....I was so engrossed
in my thoughts that I didn't know when we arrived at the
hospital.
.
"Come on Arthur....We're here...what are you looking at?" My
mom said,bugging my attention back.
.
"Sorry i must have...trailed off" I muttered. My mom alighted
from the car and opened the other door on the left
side,bringing out my wheelchair first. After that,she helped me
unto it and together,we advanced towards the hospital's
entrance. As we got to the entrance,a red haired boy emerged
from the door and stood,staring at me....I recognized him as
one of the students in college but couldn't understand the
reason why he was constantly staring at me like he's never
seen me before....Trying not to be inquisitive,I took my gaze
away from him as myself and my mom disappeared into the
hospital through the door....As we sat waiting for the doctor,I
grabbed a nearby newspaper and began flipping the pages
open. I then got to a page that caught me and I dedicated my
rapt attention to it....It was carrying a headline saying 'Five
people found dead near New York central park with their
brains missing' . I yucked at this and dropped the
papers,wondering if that's really possible...The thoughts didn't
last for long as it was overtaken by the arrival of the doctor.
We stayed in the hospital for about an hour and half. I was
properly checked and given some medications and then
afterwards,we left for home again. We arrived back home
twenty minutes later. I had already taken breakfast earlier
before we left for the hospital so I settled to watch television. I
switched on the television to a news station and what I saw
there made me more engrossed..
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NEWSCASTER : Bringing this to you from the United States
news television. Earlier last week,a group of scientists who
had gone for some researches in a distant part of the
countryside stumbled upon a cave,leading to an island,a
strange island...Researchers and experts were sent for and
after much viewing,it was discovered that a 70 million years
old meteor had landed there and all the plants and animals
around the environment had been living under the influence of
this mysterious and energy generating mountain of
meteor...Further researches stated that a ball filled with
mutant genetic fluid is set to rupture and get spread by a
mysterious rainfall which had been forecasted few days ago.
The united states government has ordered a full month
lockdown all over the U.S for the safety of all the united
states citizen. Everyone is advised to......" I was still listening
to these when suddenly,my mom turned off the television .
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"What do you think you're doing Arthur? Have you taken your
medications before settling for the television?" My mom said
with a slight smile. She has the trait of smiling at everything.
Infact,I could say that I've have seen my mom in a violent or
angry state,not even when dad was alive. If they're having a
quarrel,I used to figure that out very easily and this implies
that they'll both be in the house but wouldn't say a word to
each other...Usually during those time,I never knew what next
used to happen if they both retired to their room at night but
in my presence,they'll never exchange a single word during
their quarrel....and I used to love them like that,not until my
dad was snatched from us by the cold hands of death.
.
"But mom,I can do that anytime from now" I replied,not
looking at her but gazing at the blank dead television. My
mom came and sat beside me,giving no space at all. She
placed an arm around my neck and smiled.
.
"No Arthur..You have to take them now for immediate effect"
she insisted and gave me a peck on my cheeks. After that,I
glanced at her and smiled,leaving me no choice than to do
what she asked of me. My mom has a special way of getting
my dad to do something back then but since his death,she
had been using the same tactics to get me do something she
really wants me doing...
.
Two days later,the whole country got to know about the
news,throwing the country into a severe lockdown. The order
had already stayed for good three weeks then one night, I fell
seriously ill and the medications administered to me before the
lockdown had been exhausted. Hospitals were still operating
but it was kinda far from our home. Not able to bear the sight
of her slowly dying son,my mom grabbed the phone and
dialed an emergency number but unfortunately,the line seem
not to be connecting. She then turned at me
.
"Arthur,please you have to stay inside...I'll rush down to the
hospital and get some drugs...The emergency digit isn't
connecting" My mom said. Even with my condition,I managed
to sit up on my bed.
.
"What??? No mom....You're breaking the government order if
you do that....I'll be okay,mom" I said,trying to get her off the
decision track but if it's anything about my well being,my
mom would stop at nothing to get it done. She placed her two
hands on my shoulder.
.
"Arthur,do me a favour....No matter what happens,don't leave
this house...okay?" My mom said...I nodded the positive and
without wasting further time,my mom stormed out of the
house and started the car,driving towards the hospital
direction....As she left,series of negative thoughts began
running through my mind and unfortunately enough for me,the
worst set in after my mom left. Approximately five minutes
after my mom left the house,rain clouds gathered,with loud
and heavy thunder claps. At first,I thought it was a normal
and regular rainfall but i was proved wrong after I saw the
clouds slowly begin to change,taking a red coloured form all
over the sky.......
"Let's get married," Mia declares, her voice trembling despite her defiant gaze into Stefan's guarded brown eyes. She needs this, even if he seems untouchable. Stefan raises a skeptical brow. "And why would I do that?" His voice was low, like a warning, and it made her shiver even though she tried not to show it. "We both have one thing in common," Mia continues, her gaze unwavering. "Shitty fathers. They want to take what's ours and give it to who they think deserves it." A pointed pause hangs in the air. "The only difference between us is that you're an illegitimate child, and I'm not." Stefan studies her, the heiress in her designer armor, the fire in her eyes that matches the burn of his own rage. "That's your solution? A wedding band as a weapon?" He said ignoring the part where she just referred to him as an illegitimate child. "The only weapon they won't see coming." She steps closer, close enough for him to catch the scent of her perfume, gunpowder and jasmine. "Our fathers stole our birthrights. The sole reason they betrayed us. We join forces, create our own empire that'll bring down theirs." A beat of silence. Then, Stefan's mouth curves into something sharp. "One condition," he murmurs, closing the distance. "No divorces. No surrenders. If we're doing this, it's for life" "Deal" Mia said without missing a beat. Her father wants to destroy her life. She wouldn't give him the pleasure, she would destroy her life as she seems fit. ................ Two shattered heirs. One deadly vow. A marriage built on revenge. Mia Meyers was born to rule her father's empire (so she thought), until he named his bastard son heir instead. Stefan Sterling knows the sting of betrayal too. His father discarded him like trash. Now the rivals' disgraced children have a poisonous proposal: Marry for vengeance. Crush their fathers' legacies. Never speak of divorce. Whoever cracks first loses everything. Can these two rivals, united by their vengeful hearts, pull off a marriage of convenience to reclaim what they believe is rightfully theirs? Or will their fathers' animosity, and their own complicated pasts tear their fragile alliance apart?
A year into the marriage, Thea rushed home with radiant happiness-she was pregnant. Jerred barely glanced up. "She's back." The woman he'd never let go had returned, and he forgot he was a husband, spending every night at her hospital bed. Thea forced a smile. "Let's divorce." He snapped, "You're jealous of someone who's dying?" Because the woman was terminal, he excused every jab and made Thea endure. When love went cold, she left the papers and stormed off. He locked down the city and caught her at the airport, eyes red, dropping to his knees. "Honey, where are you going with our child?"
I watched my husband sign the papers that would end our marriage while he was busy texting the woman he actually loved. He didn't even glance at the header. He just scribbled the sharp, jagged signature that had signed death warrants for half of New York, tossed the file onto the passenger seat, and tapped his screen again. "Done," he said, his voice devoid of emotion. That was Dante Moretti. The Underboss. A man who could smell a lie from a mile away but couldn't see that his wife had just handed him an annulment decree disguised beneath a stack of mundane logistics reports. For three years, I scrubbed his blood out of his shirts. I saved his family's alliance when his ex, Sofia, ran off with a civilian. In return, he treated me like furniture. He left me in the rain to save Sofia from a broken nail. He left me alone on my birthday to drink champagne on a yacht with her. He even handed me a glass of whiskey—her favorite drink—forgetting that I despised the taste. I was merely a placeholder. A ghost in my own home. So, I stopped waiting. I burned our wedding portrait in the fireplace, left my platinum ring in the ashes, and boarded a one-way flight to San Francisco. I thought I was finally free. I thought I had escaped the cage. But I underestimated Dante. When he finally opened that file weeks later and realized he had signed away his wife without looking, the Reaper didn't accept defeat. He burned down the world to find me, obsessed with reclaiming the woman he had already thrown away.
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
After five years of playing the perfect daughter, Rylie was exposed as a stand-in. Her fiancé bolted, friends scattered, and her adoptive brothers shoved her out, telling her to grovel back to her real family. Done with humiliation, she swore to claw back what was hers. Shock followed: her birth family ruled the town's wealth. Overnight, she became their precious girl. The boardroom brother canceled meetings, the genius brother ditched his lab, the musician brother postponed a tour. As those who spurned her begged forgiveness, Admiral Brad Morgan calmly declared, "She's already taken."
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town's richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. "Way to go, honey!"
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