《The Children of thunder》Chapter Twenty-five
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‘’I am going to kill Mugabe,’’ Orchid growled as she struggled to clamber out, Obiora moved forward to assist his twin, lifting her bodily from the pod.
“Get in line,’’ they all answered her in unison.
“Sorry to interrupt the reunion guys but we have the whole Askari guards approaching on our floor.’’ Binta cried, her eyes colour back to their normal hue.
"Then we have to get out of here fast, Omotola said urgently "Amaka, time to redeem yourself, lead us out of the institute, you know what will happen to us, and Babybaby if we’re taken again.
“That could have been possible before the alarm systems went off,’’ Amaka replied wringing her hands in fright; “the whole building automatically shuts down on itself, no one goes up or down.’’
“What do you mean up, we want to go out, not up,’’ Omotola snapped,
“You don’t understand’’ she cried; the institute is miles under the earth surface.’’
They all gaped at her, stunned.
“Wonderful; well we’re toast, only thing left is some ketchup and we’re ready for eating.’’ Obiora muttered.
“There is another way’’ Logan said, ‘’you will have to free this deity Amaka told me about.’’
“Shango; he’ll rip this place apart’’ Amaka gasped.
“That’s the idea’’ he grimaced. “Go now, I’ll hold this part of the institute to buy you guys enough time."
“What about you, you can’t take on them all by yourself,’’ Shettima protested.
“You seem to have forgotten who you’re talking to kid bro; it’s the Askaris you should be worried for cos healing is not the only trick up my sleeve," Logan smirked but his face was stern as he continued. “I will not see another of my siblings killed to quench Doctor Mugabe’s insatiable thirst, now get the hell out of here before I kick the feathers out of your wings."
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Babybaby ran forward, hugging him tearfully, they all followed suit with Obiora brought up the rear, comically lifting them all from the floor.
“Don't worry about me," he smiled, his almond eyes glistering with unshed tears, "I will meet you guys up top now go free our old man and rock this place thunder style, now go, live, be free."
Logan had always been the soothing calm to his siblings restlessness, always with a smile on his face, they’d rarely seen him use his other deadly power.
Turning back to as they raced out of the lab, Omotola saw him wielding it with deadly efficiency as he vaporized Askaris and combat drones.
They met little opposition as they sprint through the institute corridors; frightened staff, workers and doctors fled from their path as Obiora rammed impressions of himself through locked doors, pounding holes in the institute floor, all the while with Amaka tucked snuggly under his arm as she couldn't match their speed.
He soon led them to the chamber.
A new massive door replaced the old one. The doctors must have been seriously peeved by how Shettima had gained access so easily because they heard an automated female voice asking them to present themselves for identification.
"Identify this!!"
Obiora growled as he reared back a massive fist to punch the steel door, the pitched sound of harassed steel rang through the corridor as chutes above the door vomited automatic guns that opened fire immediately. the children leapt back to the corridor to find cover while he shrugged off the rapid fire of the security laser guns as if it was nothing as he tore through the door like cardboard paper. He then stirred up a ball of fire in each hand, hurled each at the guns, putting them out of commission.
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“What? He shrugged, unconcerned at the others appalled look, "I was dating a hot super model actress, don’t blame me for letting out some steam.’’
“You should have known it was too good to be true brother dear,’’ Orchid smirked, "and who would want to date your ugly ass anyway."
“Look who’s talking!’’ Obiora snapped, “Hoping to win miss world with those feathers sticking out of your legs.’’
They hurried past the twins as they bickered back and forth picking their way gingerly around the rubble as they filed in through the wreaked door into the strange room once again but the room security wasn't done by a mile.
Warning! Intruders detected.... scanning identity.... identification failed.... proceed to incapacitate!!
"Oh crap." Binta exclaimed as two stationary giant robots booted up, their visors gleamed red.
"These weren't here the last time," Shetimma announced as the robots and children stood sizing one another.
"Is incapacitate a bad thing?" Babybaby chirped in.
"One way to find out," Binta shrugged as she took a step forward, the sentinels reacted so fast, blasting the spot where she stood she was barely able to speed out of harm's way back into Orchid's arms. "Well there's our answer," she shivered.
"Okay tincans," Obiora cracked his neck and knuckles as the rest of the children drew up behind him in formation. "I'm hoping you both cost a few pennies cos am about to introduce you to my two fists."
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