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Asafo Kuo: Chapter 2
Asafo Kuo: Chapter 2
by safohen
That morning, before classes could begin, Besiwa spoke to the others about the malicious prescence she felt.
'It must be able to erase its prescence for short periods of time'
'Even from you?' Dufie asked. Besiwa's sense of perception was the sharpest among the girls.
'Yes, the worst case scenario would be that it was studying us. Which means that for now we should stay together for us long as possible.'
An old woman suddenly walked into the room, startling them. They relaxed when they recognised their headmistress, Mrs Naana Nortey.
'Dufie Ametefe,' she called, our substitute counsellor wants to see you girls, starting with your leader'
'Substitute?'
'Yes, apparently, our regular school counsellor is tied up at the moment'.
The other students got up to follow her. 'One at a time' Naana insisted. 'One at a time'
Dufie took her seat in the office and studied the substitute. 'Your name is Mr O. Nini?' she asked.
'Yes' he replied with a strange wide grin.
'As in Onini (snake).'
The man stood up, and without warning, shoved the desk at her. Dufie dove over the desk and rolled to the right side of the room. Too late she realised that the desk had jammed the door shut and the windows were already barred.
Instinctively she reached for her akofena but remembered that she wasn't allowed to bring in akodze or wear her battle dress during counselling. The very counselling that was supposed to ensure that the Asafo Kuo did not use their martial prowess on their colleagues and teachers.
She cursed her lack of weaponry and seized two fallen pens from the ground as his pupils became slits and a forked tongue slithered out of his mouth. Each time he darted forward to attack, she stabbed his arms with the pens. He hissed loudly and smacked the pens aside with one sweep of his left arm.
Suddenly an axe head tore through the door and ripped through the desk. With a loud roar, Nyamekye burst into the room, her ekumapraban swinging, as it slashed the onini's back. It leapt away from Dufie. The others followed suit, armed to the teeth.
'We got here as soon as the headmistress mentioned his name to us' panted Nyamekye. Fazia tossed Dufie her akodze.
Nyamekye swung at the onini again but he caught the axe head and punched her backwards into Awo. Dufie stabbed it with her spear and drove it to the wall.
'What have you done to Counsellor Rabiu?' Dufie demanded.
'I tied him up. So he will have a few seconds longer to live until my 150 sisters get here?"
'Your sisters?'
'Yes, they're twice as fast and strong as I am. I told them that only five girls stand between us and the delicious morsels that are the citizens of this city. They'll be here by 3pm for the feast and the first course will be this school.' it laughed.
Dufie swung her akofena once, slashing off its head. 'Fazia, check on Rabiu at his home and tell him to leave town for a while' she ordered.
The headmistress was dragged from her office and told about the imminent threat. At 12:00 pm the school was empty.
'The asafo companies will not be able to make it in time' revealed Dufie. 'We all joined the asafo for different reasons. I wanted to role play an asafo, brave and powerful just like the stories my mother used to tell me. '
'I just wanted to look powerful in a battledress' revealed Fazia.
'I joined the club to hide my anti-social tendencies' sighed Besiwa.
'I wanted an excuse to beat thugs up' confessed Awo
'I wanted to fulfil my destiny' Nyamekye said sloemnly. 'To live up to my name as Nyamekye (God's gift).
'Whatever our reasons, concluded Dufie, this is the time to justify our inclusion, to truly be asafo, those willing to war with others for the sake of peace. This school will be the graveyard of our enemies, all 100 of them.'
The Asafo Kuo emptied the posuban (Asafo armoury) of all its akodze and got to work. The lower floors were rigged with thin razor wires, each sharp enough to cut through the thickest of hides. The middle floors had pits with sharpened stakes at the bottom, covered by large raffia mats.
They took up position on the top floors, sharpened their arrow and spear heads, checked their bows and waited.
At 3:00 pm, the school was filled with loud hissing as waves of onini kakaamobi rushed at the school building from the forest. 25 of them rushed across the lower floors and were cut to pieces by the wires.
The others rushed over their fallen sisters and stomped across the middle floors. 25 of them fell through the mats and were impaled. Yet the others rushed on, right into a volley of arrows and spears that struck them the moment they reached the top floors.
50 of them hit the ground and rose no more. When every last projectile had been used, 50 of them still charged at them. The asafo drew their bladed akodze and charged at them as well, each asafo taking on 10 of them.
'It must be able to erase its prescence for short periods of time'
'Even from you?' Dufie asked. Besiwa's sense of perception was the sharpest among the girls.
'Yes, the worst case scenario would be that it was studying us. Which means that for now we should stay together for us long as possible.'
An old woman suddenly walked into the room, startling them. They relaxed when they recognised their headmistress, Mrs Naana Nortey.
'Dufie Ametefe,' she called, our substitute counsellor wants to see you girls, starting with your leader'
'Substitute?'
'Yes, apparently, our regular school counsellor is tied up at the moment'.
The other students got up to follow her. 'One at a time' Naana insisted. 'One at a time'
Dufie took her seat in the office and studied the substitute. 'Your name is Mr O. Nini?' she asked.
'Yes' he replied with a strange wide grin.
'As in Onini (snake).'
The man stood up, and without warning, shoved the desk at her. Dufie dove over the desk and rolled to the right side of the room. Too late she realised that the desk had jammed the door shut and the windows were already barred.
Instinctively she reached for her akofena but remembered that she wasn't allowed to bring in akodze or wear her battle dress during counselling. The very counselling that was supposed to ensure that the Asafo Kuo did not use their martial prowess on their colleagues and teachers.
She cursed her lack of weaponry and seized two fallen pens from the ground as his pupils became slits and a forked tongue slithered out of his mouth. Each time he darted forward to attack, she stabbed his arms with the pens. He hissed loudly and smacked the pens aside with one sweep of his left arm.
Suddenly an axe head tore through the door and ripped through the desk. With a loud roar, Nyamekye burst into the room, her ekumapraban swinging, as it slashed the onini's back. It leapt away from Dufie. The others followed suit, armed to the teeth.
'We got here as soon as the headmistress mentioned his name to us' panted Nyamekye. Fazia tossed Dufie her akodze.
Nyamekye swung at the onini again but he caught the axe head and punched her backwards into Awo. Dufie stabbed it with her spear and drove it to the wall.
'What have you done to Counsellor Rabiu?' Dufie demanded.
'I tied him up. So he will have a few seconds longer to live until my 150 sisters get here?"
'Your sisters?'
'Yes, they're twice as fast and strong as I am. I told them that only five girls stand between us and the delicious morsels that are the citizens of this city. They'll be here by 3pm for the feast and the first course will be this school.' it laughed.
Dufie swung her akofena once, slashing off its head. 'Fazia, check on Rabiu at his home and tell him to leave town for a while' she ordered.
The headmistress was dragged from her office and told about the imminent threat. At 12:00 pm the school was empty.
'The asafo companies will not be able to make it in time' revealed Dufie. 'We all joined the asafo for different reasons. I wanted to role play an asafo, brave and powerful just like the stories my mother used to tell me. '
'I just wanted to look powerful in a battledress' revealed Fazia.
'I joined the club to hide my anti-social tendencies' sighed Besiwa.
'I wanted an excuse to beat thugs up' confessed Awo
'I wanted to fulfil my destiny' Nyamekye said sloemnly. 'To live up to my name as Nyamekye (God's gift).
'Whatever our reasons, concluded Dufie, this is the time to justify our inclusion, to truly be asafo, those willing to war with others for the sake of peace. This school will be the graveyard of our enemies, all 100 of them.'
The Asafo Kuo emptied the posuban (Asafo armoury) of all its akodze and got to work. The lower floors were rigged with thin razor wires, each sharp enough to cut through the thickest of hides. The middle floors had pits with sharpened stakes at the bottom, covered by large raffia mats.
They took up position on the top floors, sharpened their arrow and spear heads, checked their bows and waited.
At 3:00 pm, the school was filled with loud hissing as waves of onini kakaamobi rushed at the school building from the forest. 25 of them rushed across the lower floors and were cut to pieces by the wires.
The others rushed over their fallen sisters and stomped across the middle floors. 25 of them fell through the mats and were impaled. Yet the others rushed on, right into a volley of arrows and spears that struck them the moment they reached the top floors.
50 of them hit the ground and rose no more. When every last projectile had been used, 50 of them still charged at them. The asafo drew their bladed akodze and charged at them as well, each asafo taking on 10 of them.
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