The Chosen One - S01 E42

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The Chosen One - S01 E42

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 42

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I’ve been many kilometers away from home

before I my brain sent me the signal.

I had to made a u turn and started another

journey towards home.

I stopped abruptly at the door by decreasing

my speed when I was about to get there.

I quickly turned the door knob and entered

the house because I was naked,

I entered and met the sitting room in

disarray, I knew something was wrong at

once.

I quickly ran to my mom’s room and my

greatest fear was confirmed as I met what I

was expecting meet

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a message was left for me on the wall inside

her room, it was written boldly with blood

and the message goes thus

•• WANNA SEE YOUR LITTLE BEAST FRIEND

AND YOUR LITTLE MAMA BEFORE SHE BLEED TO

DEATH, THEN MEET ME AT MARSEILLE

MEMORIAL AT TEN PM, YOU’RE FREE TO COME

WITH YOUR FRIENDS, IT WILL MAKE THE SHOW

MORE INTERESTING ••

I stood their looking at the writing on the

wall as if their is another hidden meaning to

it,

I knew Marseille memorial is my school, but

why will the beast ask for ameeting there,

being unable to deduced the reason was

setting my head on fire. I knew the reason it

fixed the time to 10 pm was for it to be able

to transform.

My mind was troubled, I knew going there

alone is a suicide mission and taking my

friends with me is the same thing as

massacring them.

My leg was becoming weak and it couldn’t

hold my body again, I sat on my mom’s bed

thinking about what I was going to do.

I was scared of facing the beast and I was

also scared of losing my mom.

I remembered she asked me not to trade my

life for hers but that’s impossible for me to

do, but come to think of it, I’ve already spent

much time on earth tho I was oblivious to

those years I spent.

I was extremely hungry as I sat on the bed

thinking, I knew I will need all my strength

in order to face the beast at night tho even

if I eat every food I could lay my hands on, I

don’t stand a chance against the beast.

I tried to wave the feelings of hunger I was

feeling aside and concentrate on the task at

hand but it was impossible.

I felt like it been more than a month since

have eaten.

I head to the kitchen and opened the fridge

to see if their is any beverages inside,

drinking it will help arrest the hunger a bit

and allow me to think of my plan.

But as I opened the fridge, I saw nothing

inside, it was empty.

I became shocked at this because ever since

I’ve been able to decipher my left from right,

our fridge has never been empty, I looked

everywhere inside the kitchen and nothing

edible was found.

I thought of ordering but my condition

couldn’t allow it, it’s not polite to hear that

someone whose world was kidnapped still

has the audacity to

order for food.

Then my eyes shifted to the cutlery space

,and caught glimpse of a knife, ” shit ” I

retorted as I remembered about the dagger

my dad gave me.

But I don’t know if there’s going to be full

moon that night or not,

The hunger vanished at once as I ran into

my room

and wear a cloth to cover my nakedness,

I took another extra one inside my bag and

back it as I head outside. The reason I took

the cloth was to assure myself that am

going to win tho in my heart I knew I’ve

lost.

I locked the door firmly with my own key in

order not to allow Chris and company in, I

knew if they got their way in, they will see

the message the got rider beast left and

they will try to assist me,

which I knew will not end well.

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As I walked slowly heading to the ancient

tomb with my hand firmly on my bag’s

handle, my feet was hard to lift and I

dragged it on the floor, people merely

looking at me will know that my life is a

mess,

” Benjamin ” I heard a feminine voice called

my name, without turning to confirm the

caller, I knew it was Peters.

I turned slowly to answer and I saw her

standing at the balcony of her ancient

structured bungalow house, tho the house

has been renovated to make it have a taste

of the modern world but still, it isn’t hard to

tell that it wasn’t built in this era.

She head inside as I heed her call signifying

that I should follow her.

Mrs Peterson lives alone,no relative, no

children, tho I heard her two sons are in the

state pursuing their career, but have never

seen them come visit her before.

Her sitting room as usual was neat, the

inner structure of the house depicted that it

was built in the 80s, the fireplace has been

restructured but it still has the taste of the

80s ,the brick and the design gaveit out,

Her sitting room was very large ,but

occupied by few things.

Mrs Peterson should be in her early 60s,but

she doesn’t looks much like that, she has the

face of a youth and she’s still agile, she dress

moderately and am sure she spend a hell of

time to make herself look good.

I heard from my mom that her husband

died when she was at age 42,and since then

she refused to marry, taking up the mantle

of widowhood at that age was kinda

confusing to me, with her look now, I knew

surely that she will still be hot then with

many suitors filing to get her for themselves.

She lives a simple life, and tried everyday to

hid the fact that she’s lonely

But there’s no doubt that she isn’t lonely.

Her home was not a stranger to me tho it’s

been long since I came to pass time with

her.

She loves having my company tho I don’t

know the reason.

I play with her alot like we’re of the same

age, she takes me as a friend and not as a

child.

We discussed many things and I ranging to

her romantic life.

But all stopped when I got enrolled in high

school,

Everyday is a life of the party for me, I gat

less free time to chitchat with an old lonely

woman who is not boring.

” sit down ” her voice pulled me out of my

thought as I sat on one of her chair

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MRS PETERSON : you look tired, should I get

you water

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ME : I’m okay peters

••

MRS PETERSON : you know you can’t lie to

me, merely looking at you, I know you’re

hungry

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ME : ( yeah, she’s right, she knew me well

almost up to my mama level ,we’ve stayed

together for long and that made her knew

my silent ) I’ve changed great deals through

this year, it ain’t like my before, the language

my mood spoke then is now different from

now ( I elucidated trying to convince her

that am not hungry but my stomach gave

me away as it made a grumbling sound )

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MRS PETERSON : ( smiled mockingly ) I think

your mouth and stomach aren’t in

correlation ( she retorted as she stood up

and head to her kitchen without allowing to

raise up any defence for myself )

•••

As she head to the kitchen, I started viewing

her sitting room, tho it been long since I’ve

visited her but it isn’t much different from

then,

On the wall close to where her reading table

was place near her dining spot was some

portraits with names clearly written under it,

the portraits according to Mrs Peterson

depict the image of her ancestors ,some

were painting while others depict the era

when flashbox (camera) was introduced,

tho that wasn’t my first time of seeing the

portraits but it hasn’t caught my

attention before, I only view it then as

normal

pictures, but looking at it now caught my

attention,.

The portraits were arranged after one

another depicting the imtroduction of

modernization, from the start it was

painting then black and white pictures

followed, then gradually a bit of color was

introduced, following the lane till full color

was visible.

What caught my attention with the portrait

was in the painting aspect, the first portrait

there has the pictures of two people, there

arms across their shoulder,

and under it was PETERSON COOPER &

MARSEILLAISE PATRICK

The two name rang a bell in my head, I

knew have heard it somewhere, then I

remembered that my surname was

Marseillaise ( my full name is Marseillaise

Benjamin ) then I remembered the history

I’ve been hearing ever since have turned to

a beast, the name of our family hero, the

conqueror of Gevaudan was Patrick

Marseillaise, and that aid me to remember

the name Peterson Cooper, it was the last

name my mom mentioned when she was

informing me about

the founding families, I remembered that I

asked her about

the last name but she was unable to tell me

who it was or the family that it is due to the

other topic about why she wasn’t the mayor

that we were engrossed in.

” so Mrs Patrick is the last in the founding

families of Marseille ) I retorted in my mind.

But something seemed strange about the

picture,

Captain Patrick looked so much like

someone I knew but I couldn’t remember

the person.

I was deeply engrossed with the portrait

that I didn’t noticed when Peters entered

with a tray filled with baguette and a cup of

fruit juice.

She dropped It on the table and came closer

to where I was standing, I was startled

when I noticed her present and she laughed

” looks like you’ve started to develop

feelings for this portraits now ” she said still

smiling.

” are you also part of the founding families ”

I asked her not complementing her sense of

humor.

She replied yes

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ME : I see, but why aren’t you in any high

position in the administration of Marseille

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MRS PETERSON : ( smirked ) just like your

mom, I prefer to just offer the council my

knowledge ( she replied boastfully )

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ME : alright, but why is captain Patrick in

your family’s portrait

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MRS PETERSON : ( I expected her to be

surprised that I knew about captain and ask

me how I knew him but she wasn’t

surprised and she didn’t ask me anything )

they were close friend and we couldn’t find

any portrait which consist of him alone,

every of his portrait we have, captain Patrick

was present in all of them. I think he would

have got himself a personal one if not that

he didn’t live long, oh I meant they all didn’t

live long.

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ME : they didn’t live long as how? ( i asked

surprised )

••

MRS PETERSON : I believe you know about

the first founding family

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ME : yes

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MRS PETERSON : according to history, when

they claimed Gevaudan ,they lived for

sometime before they started dying, captain

Patrick died last in a fire outbreak which

occur in his house and that was the end of

the five friends

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ME : okay ( I replied her still looking at the

painting of captain Patrick trying to

remember who I knew that resembled him

so much )

••

MRS PETERSON : I know about you and I also

know about what happened to your mom

( she said drifting me away from what I was

trying to remember )

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ME : ( I was surprised that she knew about

me since all this days but I wasn’t ready to

ask her how, the information I needed then

was everything pertaining to my mom’s

abduction ) you mean you saw my mom

been kidnapped by the beast ( I asked her

trying to be sure if I heard her right

••

MRS PETERSON : let talk while you’re eating

because I know you still have somewhere

important that you’ve to be ( she said taking

pleasure in sitting down on one of the

chairs inside the sitting room while she left

me standing pondering if I should eat the

food or not. I was already salivating to eat

the food because of the hunger tumor

developing inside my stomach, after short

deliberation, I sat down and started

munching on the baguette sipping the juice

down my throat to compliment it as she

continued her discussion )

I found it difficult to sleep, so I came outside

in the midnight to watch the waxing

gibbous moon of this month before I saw

something like fire entered your house and

ran outside like it didn’t happen

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ME : you know I hate geography, will you

please explain the meaning of waxing

gibbous moon to me ( I muffled through the

bread in my mouth )

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MRS PETERSON : ( she laughed before

answering me ) that is semi circle shape of

the moon, the phase of the moon before full

moon appears

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ME : (cut in abruptly ) you mean there’s

going to be full moon tonight

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MRS PETERSON : yeah, but don’t you want to

hear the remaining part of my story

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ME : no, I already heard what I needed to

hear ( I replied her laughing ) but to keep

me busy till I finish this( I pointed to the

food I was eating ) you can tell me some of

the history of the five friends that you’ve

read.

She obliged to my request as she started

telling me stories that were breathtaking

about the five friends, my eating became

slow and Ifelt my eye became heavy, her

word started fading away in my my ear and

I slept off.

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I woke up and I found myself on a couch, I

rubbed my eye surprised that I was

sleeping, i viewed the room I was in and it

looked similar to Mrs Peterson house, “Mrs

Peterson house ” I exclaimed as I jumped

out of the couch and ran outside, it was

already past dusk, I ran back inside to check

the time on her old looking wall clock and

the time was 8:20, I couldn’t believe that I

slept more than 8 hours, I thought it was

because of exhaustion.

Without bading peters bye, I ran out of the

house.

I first thought of beast speeding to the

ancient tomb but I shut against, I don’t

want to waste my energy because I’ll need

more of it when I face the ghost rider beast.

I stopped a taxi, and as I was about to hop

in, I remembered that I didn’t have any cash

on me.

I begged the taxi man that my mom is in an

emergency situation and I have to get to her

soon and I don’t have anymoney on me.

The taxi being a gentle man helped me.

I thanked him as I alighted a kilometers to

the ancient tomb thanking him.

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I ran inside the ancient when the taxi man

had left, I unlocked it with my palm and I

entered switching on my beast eye.

I remembered the spot where I saw the

underground lock, I quickly located it and

use my palm as the key to unlock it.

I ran down the stairs when it opened.

Getting to where I was going now was easy

unlike the first time when I knew nothing

about the place.

I took only the dagger as I head out of the

underground building.

As I got out of the tomb and locked it with

my palm, I heard a beast roared at my back.

Even without turning I knew it was Jovacik,

there was different between Jovacik roaring

and the ghost rider beast roaring, Jovacik’s

own was like a cat mewing compared to the

ghost rider beast roaring which I will like to

qualify as a lion roaring.

I knew that Jovacik couldn’t beat me again,

I’m now stronger compared to when we

always fight before.

I transformed quickly as I turned to face him

with the dagger in my hand.

The dagger didn’t change or seemed special

even when it was a full moon night, I

dropped the dagger and set to face Jovacik.

When I turned, I didn’t see him but I was

prepared as I kept on snarling.

He suddenly jumped out of nowhere

heading towards with a big punch, I quickly

bent down and rolled to the front in order

to dodge the blow.

I quickly stood up and turned to face him,

he was snarling at me and I snarled back .

He head towards me with speed and I also

did the same, when I got close to him, I

quickly swerve to my right and slash him on

his rib.

I turned at once and gave it a superman

punch on his head and he fell down due to

the impact of the punch.

I moved closer to him, and tried to raise him

up, he quickly locked my head umder his

armpit, he held it tight and it became hard

for me to breath.

I was trying my all to free myself from him

but he was keen on strangling me to death.

When I was frustrated, I started shaking

with anger and the fire emanating from my

body changed, it was more furious than me

normal fire and it was darkishly red.

I thought the heat hit at him as he quickly

released me.

I stood up with blood shot eye.

I wasn’t in control of myself again.

He tried to launch an attack towards me but

I stopped it with a single hand, I hijacked

him up with one hand, and used the other

one to punch him on his face.

After much trashing from me, he became

weak, I drop him on the ground and deep

my claws into his chest.

He growled in pain, I felt my hand touched

his heart and round it against it.

I pulled it with force and he roared in pain

but I was unable to remove it.

Then I heard a wolf howl,

I looked towards the sky and saw that the

moon was already displaying it elegancy in

full.

The full moon was out, I head towards

where I dropped the dagger and picked it.

As I picked it, I watched as the fire

emanating from my body, goes down my

hand towards the dagger, the dagger lit up

in fury and I became scared a bit.

I smirked when I understood the situation,

As I turned to head to Jovacik and finish my

incomplete task, he was already gone.

I stood there mesmerized, I couldn’t

decipher where he could be, then out of

nowhere he appeared and hit me hard on

my head with a mighty punch.

The fire emanating from my body changed

at once and I got hold of myself.

I quickly charged at him with the dagger in

my hand, I made to stab him on his chest

but he held my hand midway to it.

He kicked me on my leg we fell down

together, we were trying to take charge, he

will flip me and come on top me punching

me and I also did the same.

The dagger was already off my hand.

Then it got to a time When he flipped me

and I didn’t have strength to do the same.

He was on top of me landing me deadly

punch.

After he saw that I couldn’t do anything

again.

He deepened his claw into my chest and I

felt it round my heart.

Ge smirked wildly when he felthis claws

around my heart and he tried to pull it.

This time it wasn’t easy for him to pull it out

as I wrenched in pain.

I almost gave up hope of surviving not until

I looked at my side and saw that the dagger

was just a few distance to my hand reach.

I stretched my hand towards it but was

unable to get it, I felt some of the muscles

holding my heart cut as Jovacik kept on

pulling it.

I jerked furiously when this occurred and I

was able to get closer to the dagger, I

stretched a bit and I was able to take it.

The dagger lit at oonce as I held, I channeled

more of my strength into it and it started

blazing much fire.

Jovacik stopped pulling me heart on seeing

this, and I cut him on his face with the

dagger.

His face lit up at once and he left me as he

screeched in pain out of sight.

I stood up and checked where he injured

me on my chest.

It was already healing.

I knew Jovacik will be back soon and a wild

idea scraped my mind.

I focused my attention and ear to

everywhere to discover when Jovacik will be

coming.

When I heard him coming, I held my ground

and when I saw him in sight, I started

running and he followed me.

I was running towards my school with the

thought of using Jovacik towards my own

use.

I knew the ghost rider beast would have

been waiting for me in school, they were

both after the same thing i.e my heart.

I knew it will lead to a battle between them

and the ghost rider beast will surely win

Jovacik but I will still have a chance to defeat

the G.R.B with Jovacik fighting at my side.

Jovacik was keened on catching me as I also

was keened on getting to school.

Thanks to the improvement in my speed, he

was at my back not able to get hold of me

until I got to school.

I stopped abruptly as I entered the school

and saw some people dead on the floor.

I checked to confirm who they were and

was shocked to see the mayor, our Dean

and Mrs Peterson in their own pool of blood.

Jovacik also made a stop at my back and

was snarling loudly with rage.

Then all of a sudden, the halogen bulb on

the field on and I saw my mom with Becky

tied together .

” I’m sorry ” I heard Becky mumbled under

her breath,she looked like she has sustained

fatal injury but my mom looked okay.

Then I saw someone walking towards them

holding a long chain whose figure of the

person in the chain I recognised to be

Dandy.

When the person came into view, I was

shocked to my marrow

” Mr wisdom ” I spoke inaudibly and from

my back I heard someone pronounced

PATRICK with surprise