"Imole Mo" He flashed his Imole Mo up to parry.

His left hand hit against a spear , unbalancing it and causing it to clumsily ram into the spear beside it, both dissipating into nothingness whilst he threw a front flip evading most of the Spears. Except for one that was aimed at his chest which travelled faster than the rest.

As soon as Sunday flipped, it's trajectory changed. This time, it flew on straight, instead of his chest, it went for his overturning jaw as he flipped.

Noting this , Sunday Smiled. 'Lord Cla.s.sed'.

It reached for his jaw, inches from piercing, faster than he could overturn in the air. But not faster than his handm Sunday's left Imols Mo reached out , blurring to cover up the distance.

Still, it only reached the tip of the spear. But that was enough for him. He touched the bottom of the spear, tipping it slightly.

And changing it trajectory completely. The spear hurtled across his jaw, gliding smoothly over it as Sunday flipped. Leaving his attacker's mouth, slightly ajar.

"Uh.. sir, it's going to be alot better if you close your mouth. Don't let a fly buzz in." Sunday smirked as he landed. Kneeling on left leg whilst supporting himself with the left hand on the ground and his right leg bent with his right arm drawn backwards.

The typical Super Hero Pose.

'see, stupid wolf, I really don't need you. ' he bragged , hearing the wolf snort away in his mind

"Heh... Hahahahahaha... Oh my Lord... Hahahahahahahahahahaha... " The man bent double, laughing, tears mistening his eyes as he did.

"Ooh oh, oh.. how could I have expected less from the son of Ilu Obatala's First Prime. Hahahahahaha hahaha..." He laughed, slapping at the counter.

Sunday stood up, looking like an idiot, unable to fathom the sudden transformation. Shock s

Now spread across his face as he discovered that the man truly knew who he was.

"Forgive my manners, sir, I am Obedi, a Lord Cla.s.sed Artefact dealer." Obedi curtseyed lightly. Then in an almost practiced motion, his hand slid through the counter pressing a b.u.t.ton before sliding out.

"Did you just call... For ... For more people? " Sunday gasped as a shrill Serene feeling shot out across the room. A summoning type energy signature.

One that he was familiar with. One that had pulled him to the p.r.i.c.kled Bane Winged Wolf. He felt sickened on the inside.

'Wolfie, remember what I said about not needing your help. I take it back. And I'll set you free after this, if you help me.just this once.' Sunday muttered as armed figures began to drop down from the ceiling. The menacing villains of The Irunmole Society armed to teeth with dangerous weapons and artefacts.

"Now, boys... Look what we stumbled on. A soulbond!" Obedi said heartily pointing at Sunday.

"Then the next instant, his face darkened."Get Him!"

*** ***

She sat cross-legged in the extreme end of the room, eyes closed while she breathed steadily with the rhythm of her chest following. An aura of peace began spreading from her, enveloping the entire room. An aura so soothing and yet so aged.

For once or twice, her lips quivered and her compusure shook. But it only lasted seconds as she regained herself quickly.

She donned a brown sleeveless gown that started a little far from her rising and falling cleaveages. From that point, a black leather armor started, strapped across her back, down to her waist, protecting her vitals, accompanied by a blue cape that fluttered noiselessly about, arm and waist guard complimenting the look.

She looked all dressed for battle, whilst her aura denied that. For she seemed so much at peace.

She continued ,meditating, only being interrupted by her own occasional quivering of lips and eyelids.

She continued...

But then her eyes whipped open with a gasp for air.As she gasped, her aura rushed out, transforming from peaceful to aged and dangerous. The Aura clashed against yhe wall and rushed back to the source. A signification that she was obviously trying to control her aura.

"Rara... O ti ooo...(1)" She countered in Yoruba.

"Eleyi ko she shey ooh(2). " With that she closed her eyes, trying to return to whatever had made her gasp out. The air in there suddenly conflicted with each other, becoming incredibly tense.

Immediately, her eyes fluttered open. She blinked trying to adjust to the various cras.h.i.+ng aura that seemed to condense on her.

Footsteps began to patter down, moving hurriedly to her location. The owners made no effort to contain their auras as they busted in view.

Two men rushed into view, dressed similar, except that theirs was with longsleeved armor encased in Boots and gloves with no cape. Their aura seemed to affect reality, twisting and bending it into various forms as they closed in.

"Orunmila Shope , we thought you were being attacked!" The first man spoke, hand on the hilt of his blade while the second man who was with less hair turned his head left to right, searching for whatever intruder.

"Right... That's why You two could not wait for me to finish my mediation before barging in." Orunmila Shope spoke, as she rose slowly from the waist, dusting her gown whilst she summoned for her staff.

"Orunmila Shope, please don't blame us. Your aura essence was troubled. E maa binu pelu wa.(3)" The second man spoke. He had no visible weapon on him but still, a tinge of danger hung around him.

The staff suddenly rose from the corner of the room, das.h.i.+ng into her hands as she took a step forward.

"Mii o binu, (4) But I must commend you. Your sensation of the Aspectual Law has increased. That's why you were quite able to detect my troubled aura."

She walked forward, leaving the two behind with confused expressions. Letting out a small sigh, her body trembled.

"Come along, will you?" She asked , stopping some distance away.

At that, the two quickly shuffled their feets, covering up the distance in few strides. They soon areived beside her, puzzled.

"Orunmila Shope, Would you mind telling us what happened? I mean, we are merely Alpha Cla.s.sed and what you saw should be Prime level stuff. That meant we shouldn't be in the know. But never..." The one on her left with a weapon by his waist was interrupted by Orunmila Shope.

"Have you seen me as troubled as this. Mo mo. Mo mo nnkan tii e Fe sa(5)" She smiled lightly.

"Heh... Just tell us. We both are worried, Orunmila. I mean, we are your immediate juniors, the ones in charge of this Ilu. And what if..."

"That's enough, Silas. And take your hands off the hilt of the blade. It's doesn't depict one as full of peace and wisdom. And for what is coming, only wisdom will prevail."

Orunmila Shope led them on, through the winding pa.s.sage, filled with doors at each sides and candles to show the way. They soon arrived at a large circular room with a huge gla.s.s...o...b..in the center.

She walked on, resting her hands on the orb whilst her staff stood on it's own in the air. Shope sighed again, her shoulders trembling visibly.

Shaking her head, she let her hand move about the surface of the orb as if she was communicating with it.

The orb responded, a beam of whitish energy flooding the entire room before condescending into the orb again.

Shope heaved.

"I would show you. A vision. A vision of what is to come. I am unclear of the details but this is all I could get before Orisha Ifa stopped communicating with me."

Wisps of energy curled from her hands, enveloping the orb for a brief second. Sighing again, she took a step backwards, motioning ti the two Alphas who had stood only at the entrance to come closer.

Within the orb, mist gathered before clearing away to reveal a shadowy forms of several Irunmoles clothed differently in accordance to their Aspectual Law rus.h.i.+ng at with war fever at a man that stood on a hill.

Seated upon a large quadrupedal beast. The Irunmole had spirals of dark energy rus.h.i.+ng all about him as dimensional gateways opened bringing out various demons. Their vile presence corrupting Orun Rere.

They watched, as A celestial being in red and black, with chains and a dreaded hair and twisted beards screamed into view. His eyes contained madness, his being exuding a force of violence and war that seemed to vibrate out of the large orb.

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His visage the same as Ogun, the Orisha of War.

The next second, energy blasted forward, vaporizing The G.o.d of War into nothingness. The focus of the orb turned downwards, revealing a dying Orisha red wrapper with a necklace of beads and cowries, the signature attire of Ifa, Orisha of divination, fate and wisdom. Beside him, and in tears was Orunmila Shope, herself not any better with tattered gown and darkened face.

The scene was gory, Orishas felled, Irunmole vapourized, their energy being absorbed into the being that sat on the huge beast.

And a portal opened revealing a cage with brittling metal. Inside was a presence greater than that of the Orishas put together. The embodiment of darkness.

A roar could be heard across the battle field as a wave of darkness shot across the arena, Orishas and Irunmoles falling alike.

Suddenly, a persona appeared before the cage containing the darkness embodiment, her likenesssas not to be mistaken.

Youthfulness radiated from her face. As well as stubbornness. The mist cleared, revealing more and more of her facial features.

It was Niniola.

The audience sighed collectively at this.

Then, the orb blurred again, before clearing out. In it's surface was the face of a young human, wielding a sword with a red cape behind him. His face was tatooed with a curse mark by the left. Behind him was a presence of a once alive human -A Ghost.

The image continued for quite awhile before blurring out. The mist took over slowly as the or sent dormant.

Itsent forth another wave of energy as it s.h.i.+vered, a single crack line appearing on the orb.

"Aaahh..." Orunmila Shope fell forward.

But she was caught quickly by her two aides. Leaning forward, weakly she sighed once more.

"My vision that I projected to you didn't go quite long but based on my cla.s.s ranking, I know so much. However I probed fate, pus.h.i.+ng against the limits placed on us, so that the two of you can understand what is to come. "

"You must rest, Orunmila. You are tired." The Irunmole who hadn't spoke a word spoke now.

"Don't mistake my trembling for weakness, Ajibade. Staff!" The Orunmila summoned her staff.

She caught it midair, with a quick move of hand, she raised the staff and slammed it down, an aura of peace and understood spreading forth across.

With that, she shook her head briefly, her confidence and presence becoming enforced.

"Then, we must raise this at the High Council Summit, Orunmila. Or what is your view?" Ajibade chipped in, his hands knotting themselves behind him.

The trio began progressing away from the orb, leaving it encircled in the mists that swirled around it.

They walked through a door now and soon arrived at the entrance of the bustling Council house. As soon as they were sighted, all movement stopped as Irunmoles did little bowing of their heads to them before continuing with their whatnot.

"By now, I suppose the messenger should be back, right?" The Orunmila asked.

"Of course,he should. "

Just then, the neighing of a horse rent the air, drawing eyes over. On the back of the horse was a man clad in white robes that covered just one shoulder down - A loin Cloth.

He had a spouch -Spatial pouch, no doubt as he urged the horse to a stop. The horse snorted, however, as the trails of whirlwind on it's hooves gradually vanished, bringing it to an abrupt stop.

Immediately, Some warrior Irunmole gathered around him, helping him halt down before pointing to The Irunmole and her aides.

"That must be Walintus, right?" She asked no one in particular.

The Messenger Cla.s.sed Irunmoles races over quickly, slightly bowing to The Orunmila as he dipped his hands into his pouch.

He fumbled with something, before deciding his mind and drawing out a scroll bigger than the pouch.

"Here, is the report on Ilu Obatala, My Orunmila." He said, pointing the scroll at her.

Walintus was a Messenger Cla.s.sed Irunmole who had been a.s.signed with spying bon the happenings in Ilu Obatala.

Although, each Ilu Orun was containing Irunmoles who served tbe interest of their patron G.o.d's and in turn served Eledumare. That did not also mean that friendly rivalries was not to be expected as each of them had spies that reported back on the progress of the other Ilu.

In so doing, each Ilu was putting itself one step ahead of The Other Ilu. Walintus was not supposed to leave his spy post but based on how irgent the news was, he had hired a horse from Ilu Eshu, boarding it to journey across to Ilu Ifa quickly. As horses from Ilu Eshu was known to very fast. Due to Eshu, the patron Orisha, being an Orisha od travellers , opportunity and chance.

"Mi o ni emi to mo fe ka scroll yii.(6) What is in it?" She asked as Silas made to take it.

"O. In summary, The Elder's Son now has a soulbound. A p.r.i.c.kled Bane Winged Wolf, one he soulbonded with today after it attacked the ilu. It is Rare Cla.s.sed. "

"A quadrupedaled beast..." The Orunmila whispered as her form s.h.i.+vered.

"Excuse us, Walinton. I need to speak to my aides." She said as she took a step back, accomy by her aides.

At that, she snapped her fingers and a whisper of wind whirled about, block vking sounds from entering or going out.

"It has begun." Silas said

"The vision. Sunday is the one." Ajibade added, shaking slightly.

"We would stop it. As our sacred duty. We have to get Sunday..." Shope spoke.

"But what are we to do with Sunday when we don't even know where he is. The last, the scroll mentioned was his presence at the battlefield." Silas put in.

"I could search his soul through out fate. But with his soulbound fate beast. That would be very hard as we know he could mask his presence through fate. Thanks to the Rare Cla.s.sed Beast in him." Ajibade heaved.

Silence reigned for quite awhile as Prime and Alphas thought deeply.

"I'm setting a bounty. We get her and we find Sunday. They seemed to be destined for each other, My Alphas." She spoke, determination flooding her eyes.

"B-but why a bounty... I could mobilise our forces and..." Silas stammered.

"No, She raised her hands, we don't want to offend the Most Blessed of the G.o.ds. The Elder clearly doesn't want us involved that is why he has not made this public. Hence, we must proceed with caution. Exert our action with seemingly flawless hands. "

"We'll play fate against itself." Orunmila Shope Smiled, the sound barrier collapsing completely.

(T/N)

1) No, It's a lie

2) This cannot be done!

3) Don't be angry at us

4) I am not angry

5) I know. I know what you both want to say.

6) I don't have the spirit to read the scroll.

(A/N)

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