Nina (11)

The conversation.
“We need to talk.”
“What?” he asked, not looking down.
Chuks the stronger held me by the hand as he flew effortlessly
back towards what I could only fathom would be my head.
When he said “Let’s go”, I had thought I would suddenly wake
up sane,but apparently things weren’t going to work out that
way. He had simply held me by the hand and with a mighty
jump, we were headed back the way I had fallen. I watched
him and marveled at his confidence, even though he looked
like a six year old I knew that spirit wise he was probably
much older and more skilled than I was. He was me in my
simplest, purest form,undiluted,unspoilt by the logic that was
the world. It was exhilarating to see this my other self, so full
of confidence,so sure of himself. But watching him, watching
the way he headed back to consciousness with glee, I
suddenly felt worried.
“Who will I be?”
“Eh?” Chuks said, still not looking down, the force of his
upward acceleration seemed to be making it difficult for him to
hear me, like trying to strike a conversation with someone
riding a bike swiftly against the wind.
“Wait, STOP!” I shouted. And he did. Chuks the stronger put on
the brakes mid air and stood standing on nothing,
looking at me. I still hung from his hand and struggled about.
“Why don’t you stand?” said chuks the stronger.
“Where?!” I gasped, looking round.
“Anywhere!!” Said chuks. “It’s your mind, after all.”
I still struggled about a bit, not understanding how chuks was
standing mid air. “I don’t get it!” I said, “how do you stand
“Just stand!” chuks said.
And I did. I looked into his eyes and became calm. I imagined
my feet on solid ground and hey presto! I was standing. I
didn’t look down though.
Chuks the younger was looking up at me with scorn, if such a
thing was possible. I ignored him and looked around me for a
while. “So this is inside my body,huh?” I asked.
“Its just your imagination” Chuks replied.”if I were to pinpoint
our exact location it would most likely be our brain. We’ll be at
our consciousness very soon.
“Yeah…I wanted to talk to you about that.” I said. “Who will I
“I don’t understand…” Chuks said
“Will I be me or you?” I asked. “When we regain
consciousness, who will be in charge?”
Chuks grinned again. “I will.” He said, and laughed when he
saw the look on my face.”I am you! A lost part of you. I’m
definitely not going to take over. We are one, you and I. it will
be like waking up from a dream and remembering something
you had long forgotten, although…” and here he eyed me
pointedly, “ it seems as if you have forgotten a lot. What
happened to you?”
“Nothing!” I said defensively. “I remember most of my
childhood, I do. Okay, maybe I stopped using my gift a lot
during the time I was growing up and I lost a lot of, er… skills
in the process, but I did it so we…so I…could appear normal.
You don’t understand the way they looked at me the first time I
came to school, how I was constantly bullied for being weird
or put at the back of the class for saying things that weren’t
there! I had to…adjust. And besides father says the reason I
couldn’t remember you or rather your gift is because I did
something, removed something from him and mum and-”
“I extracted a lust creature, yes I know. I was there remember?
I was too young physically at the time and the energy I
expended was too much for my little body, but now I am a
man! Think of the things I could do! I can really rock and roll
when I get back!”
“Rock and roll? Who says… never mind. What I want to know
is how did I remove that demon and how do I handle this one?
Chuks sighed. For a young boy, he exhibited a lot of adult
mannerisms. And I noticed that somehow he was getting
older. The more we talked the more he seemed to age; right
now he looked more like a teenager. I wasn’t sure if he was
aware of this but decided to keep mute about it. He grabbed
me by the hand suddenly and we were off again.
“You see creatures not of this realm right?” he said. “do you
talk to them?”
“only the people.” I replied trying to hold on.
“Well, have you tried talking to a creature before?”
“I try not to.” I said, “I don’t want to get involved in too much
stuff. Trying to stay n….”
“Normal, yeah, I get it.” He said. “Well you have five senses
don’t you? You see, smell, taste, hear and feel. Have you ever
considered doing that in the spiritual realm as well?”
I hadn’t thought of it. Of course I had made contact with one or
two manifestations, my previous landlady, a small greed
demon I had chased out of my bosses room so I could submit
an assignment in peace, Pachios himself…but I had never
really delved into interacting so much.
“Well, not really, it makes me uncomfortable.” I said.
“No chuks” chuks replied. “it makes you afraid. Fear is a
barrier to so many things beyond the veil. It makes you
second guess yourself, it makes you have friends you don’t
need and enemies you can’t afford. Our FATHER from before
the veil made us Dominators, Conquerors. But as soon as we
pass through the veil we are distracted by the noise of this
little earth and by the shiny things man has made for his
pleasure, and we forget it all. I came through with my
memories of the other side as a baby. I didn’t come through
with only my sight. And yet even I that have been in slumber
for so many years, even I have forgotten so much. But I am
still a child, and a child does not think of fear or
impossibilities. Things only become impossible when you stop
to think about them. “
I was quiet. I felt him now more than ever, like I was the one
talking and holding him by the hand instead of the other way
“We are nearly there.” He said and looked down at me. He
was smiling. I smiled back and suddenly we were in another
room. Just like that, no door, no entrance, nothing. But this
room didn’t feel peaceful like the one I had found him sleeping
in. it felt tumultuous, frenzied, and I heard whispers, whispers
which grew into babbling, incoherent, continuous babbling. I
looked for the source and when I couldn’t see it I asked chuks
the stronger “Where is it?”
“Where do you want it to be?” he replied and he looked ahead.
I did too and sure enough I saw it. Seated on a golden stool,
making a terrible mess of the place with oozing green liquid
and screeching horribly was the cross-eyed, monkey-bat like
creature I had seen earlier in the cave. It bared its fangs and
gave off a fearful howl. I took a step back.
Chuks the stronger looked at me, puzzled. “No,” he said, “You
did not just step back did you? Are you afraid? Look at what
you did.”
I looked and right there and then the creature grew bigger. It
expanded its wings which had nasty looking talons and it
became twice its size. It shrieked again even louder and I took
another step back. Chuks the stronger slapped me at the back
of my head, hard.
“OW!” I said. “Hey, that hurt!”
“Better you feel pain than to feel fear,” he said. “What’s wrong
with you? This fella is sitting in your head like it owns the
place and you are here doing a backslide? Show it whose
I stared at the creature again. It had grown to four times its
size and was now massive. It flapped its wings, spewing green
stuff everywhere and screeched loud-
“AWWWW SHUT IT!!!” Chukwudi the stronger yelled loudly and
the creature closed its mouth immediately. He gazed at it with
fire in his eyes and it shrank back to twice its normal size. He
walked a few feet then turned, backing the creature and facing
“Fear is like a spiders web. The more you struggle in it, the
more it will hold you down. Ignore the fear! That thing is
seating on your seat!”
I looked at the creature again and indeed it seemed out of
place on that golden stool. In fact, it seemed very out of place
in this clean room, messing up everywhere, making a nasty
ruckus. And I got mad. I got really angry. And I walked past
Chukwudi the stronger and approached the creature
confidently. It watched me coming with apprehension in its
eyes, and then I saw, it was afraid!
“Get the hell outta here!” I shouted getting closer now and
noticing the creature shrink even more until it was almost its
original size. “I own this place, this is my domain!Get out!”
I was close to it now. It raised one disgusting wing and made
to swipe at me and I grabbed that wing midair with my right
hand. With my left hand and with a loud yell I pounded the
creature on the head with a mighty blow. It wasn’t as strong
as I had imagined and I felt its skull crack and it collapsed, still
on the stool. It tried rising again and I went all out for it,
shouting, yelling and tearing; I broke its wings and snapped its
neck, then I hurled the carcass off the golden stool and unto
the floor where it remained still for a while and then
disappeared. I could feel my hands and face covered in gooey
smelly stuff but I felt great! I shouted in exhilaration! I had
done it! I picked up the golden stool, cleaned it as much as I
could and sat down on it proudly. Then I saw the look of shock
on Chukwudi the stronger’s face.
“What?!” I said.
“That was very violent and messy,” he said shaking his head.
“I mean, you could have just commanded it off when it had
shrunk back to its normal size then chased it out or used the
sword to finish it off. That’s what I would have done…”
I looked beside me and saw a sword on the floor.
“Wait,”I said trembling, “there was a sword there the whole
time? The whole time?!
Chukwudi the stronger laughed and came up and shook my
shoulder. “The point is, you got the job done! Congratulations!
You see, you could have done that by yourself all along! Now
we can regain consciousness with our sanity intact. But first,
abeg, let’s find a way to clean you up.

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