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NOMALANGA
I know I said that I’m taking a break from watching news, but after learning that there’s also war taking place in Chicago I had to watch them, it’s clear that very soon it would spread across the whole entire world. Everyone will get to experience the war, even us here in Samoa, this is bad. Messed up even. Guess there’s no place to hide because it seems as if like everywhere is not safe, sighs.
“I should’ve just stayed in South Africa and didn’t come here. What’s the difference because right now we are all going to die. It was going to be better if I died in the comfort of my own home, in my own bed with my family. Not to die here in this foreign country!” Mmangwane complains getting up from the couch. “I can’t take this anymore, this is just too much & scary at the same time.”
“It might be scary, but I don’t think it will reach us,” Sabelo says taking a sip of his coffee.
Her: “And how do you know that Sabelo? You can clearly see that this is getting out of hand, very soon they will be attacking us!”
Sabelo: “They won’t. I did my own research and it turns out that the gangs attacking in South Africa are from Chicago the very same Chicago that is under attack currently. The person who orchestrated the whole thing is someone from South Africa, they’re are doing the exact same thing the Chicago gang did, attack without giving a warning. And in this case the South Africans will conquer the battle in Chicago because they’ve sent 98% of their gangs into war. Now, what’s a mere 2% going to do when there’s tons of South Africans attacking them, and beating them at their own game, and to tell you the truth I’m impressed. No one saw it coming, so I’d suggest that you all relax all this will blow over soon and we will go back home.”
Me: “Home? There will be nothing left there when we go home. We will have to start afresh, and build South Africa and of which we won’t succeed in doing so. Anyway, those South Africans attacking Chicago how did they fly out of the country because the sky is raining bullets & all that?”
Him: “I don’t know. But they are there doing some serious invasion.”
Mmathabo: “What if those people attacking Chicago are not South Africans? What if it’s Iraq or Afghanistan attacking? South Africans are held prisoners in their own country my love. There’s no fucking way that it’s them attacking, they will all die!”
Me: “Stop that! What if his source is telling the truth.”
Her: “Truth? What truth? There’s no truth here. His source is misleading him! We all watch news and we see how people die. How many hospitals did they destroy? How many!”
Me: “They’ve destroyed a lot of them that we all know, but why can’t you guys be positive for once? Let’s be positive, and trust that those people attacking Chicago are really South Africans,” just then my phone rings and it’s an international number. I wonder who is it because this is definitely Lindiwe’s numbers and the code is different, I excuse myself and go to a quite place. “Hello.”
“Hey my love.” I let out a scream when I heard her voice I’m so relived, she sounds good, unharmed in fact, she sounds happy. I’m just glad that she’s safe and to think that I was worried sick about her, Lord. “Wuuuh, did you faint or what?” Her question is followed by a giggle.
Me: “I- I’m still here my Nono, I’m still here my angel. I’m so happy to hear your voice Nono. How are you? Where are you? Are you okay? Safe?” She laughs.
Her: “I’m fine Mama, and I’m in Chicago.” I gasp. What the hell is she doing there amidst this war? In fact, how did she get there?
Me: “What? What are you doing there Nono? Ufunani lapho Nono? Abantu bayafa wena uyakhekheleza lapho!”
Her: “I’m here to save our country. I couldn’t just sit, and watch our country perishing right in front of our eyes Mama. These people wanted to ruin South Africa! They wanted to destroy our country and leave us with nothing. Who knows? Maybe they were planning to take over our country. I’m doing the very same thing they’re doing, no one will survive here and I’ll make sure of that!” This is not my sweet Nono. What happened to my sweet respectful Luxolo? This is definitely not my daughter she has changed a lot.
Me: “What? What happened to you Nono? I don’t know you like this. You’ve changed.”
Her: “Life happened. And I’m no longer the old Luxolo you know. I’ve went through a lot, but I will tell you all about it when we meet again. I love you, and don’t worry no one will attack you there in Samoa, I will make sure of it.”
Me: “I’m scared. What if you…?”
Her: She cuts me short. “I will not die Mama, and don’t worry yourself about me, I’m a big girl now I fear nothing, nothing at all. Tell everyone not to panick you will all be home soon.”
Me: “Are you sure that you have all this under control? I fear for you life Nono.”
Her: “I have everything under control wena just pray for me, I love you and see you soon.”
Me: “Love you too Nono. I-” great she hanged up on me. “I will pray for you,” I say retracting the phone from my ear, and a sigh of relief escapes my lips. Thanks God, she’s safe.
My fear of Luxolo turning into someone she is not has finally became a reality. I’m afraid that she’s talking my eldest daughter route, but how? How did she end up being what she is now? What pushed her because I don’t think Tsakani knows about this. I’m shocked to say the least. And once again history is repeating itself.
“Hey, are you okay?” Thembeka asks standing besides me. She loves me lately, wuhhh. I wonder why.
Me: “I’m fine. Juat got off the phone with my daughter,” her eyes lit up.
Her: “Are they safe?”
Me: “Yes, she’s safe. I don’t know about Tsakani and the rest of the gang because my daughter is in Chicago, and she’s not with them.”
Her: “Oh,” the disappointment in her voice is not to be missed.
Me: “Why are you so worried? I mean, yes we all are worried but you’re more worried. What’s going on? Oh, wait. The father of your unborn baby is back in South Africa, and you are worried that he might die leaving you behind, and not meet your unborn baby. In fact, ubani igama lakhe vele lomfana because I’m quite sure that he’s friends with Tsakani.”
Her: “No. He ain’t part of the gang, pshhh.”
Me: “Liar. You are lying straight in my face, but I will not force to tell me. Excuse me, I need to go and let that others know to relax, and enjoy themselves because they will not be bringing the war here.” I turn on my heels, and walk away leaving her standing alone. I don’t have time to entertain her, some uplifting news finally. Now we will relax, but not entirely because there war is still going on in South Africa. Praying is what we will keep on doing.
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LUXOLO
So, after talking to my mother I felt a sense of relief, and remembered how much I love her, and how I missed hearing her sweet voice. Now that I’ve heard it, I’m good to go. We did some serious damage here, the buildings are in rubbles. Cars, house, in fact, almot everything have burnt beyond recognition and the streets are already cleaned up. No sign of a living being or animal on sight. They really did not see it coming, and now I’m heading straight to the main masterminds, the fuckers behind the attack in South Africa. The sapphire tribe, the roof that shelters its babies, the very same babies who are destroyed. Word is out that they’re looking for the culprit, the destroyer that came uninvited and destroyed everything that breaths.
I find it ironic that they say they’re looking for the culprit, but have locked themselves in that secured house hiding themselves like owls during the day. What they don’t know that though is that I’m coming for them, and they will feel my wrath.
“Well, we’ve done a pretty good job didn’t we?” Maxine says standing besides me. I’m standing on top of the destroyed hall looking at the mess we’ve created, it’s all gone and there’s no way to that they will revive this part maybe the other parts they’ll be able to revive them because we didn’t do enough damage, solely because the tribes were situated in one location just different hoods.
“Yeah, we sure did. You girls really did some pretty good job here, I’m impressed.”
Her: “Thank you. But can I ask you something? Not that I’m being noisy or anything. I just want to know that’s it.”
Me: “Shoot.”
Her: “How well do you trust your new recruits excluding Milan. That one is very loyal to you, and she has proven it a thousand times, her loyalty to you is real. I’m asking about Xia, and the rest.” I chuckle.
Me: “I don’t trust any of them. Why?”
Her: “I was just asking out of curiously.”
Me: “No. You weren’t. What is it? What did you hear? And don’t even think about lying to me because I will blow your fucking brains out right now.”
Her: “I just have bad vibes about those girls, especially Lian & Xia. They’ve been meeting up a lot for the past day, I can’t help it, but feel is if like they were sent to kill you or something. They are dodgy, and their eyes are always wandering around.” She’s right. There’s something off about those girls, Milan did say that she’s catching some bad vibes with them. And it explains their sudden volunteer to join us, they are girls on a mission, and that mission is to eliminate me for good.
Me: “I know what you mean. And I’m quite certain that Jaguar or Nikolai sent them.”
Her: “Thought you weren’t noticing. Anyway, what are you going to do with them?” I give her a side smile it’s a good that she asked this question.
Me: “Do you enjoy working with me?”
Her: “Hell yes, I do. I can even do anything to be part of your gang, anything. I really love working with you, and you are a great leader,” she sounds so excited.
Me: “Hmmm. Now
Her: “I will prove my loyalty to you, and make you proud Tammy. Hail to you,” she bows her head, and turn on her heels walking away. I take in the view one last time, and look at the mansion standing alone meters away from me. I fix my jacket, and jump to the ground grazing my hand in the process, fuck it man.
To tell you the truth I’m exhausted. All of this is draining me, but since I’m a girl on mission I just need to wear my boots like a big girl that I am, and soldier on. And besides I have scores to settle, and people to kill, sighs. I take out my half hands glove and put them on then head straight to the tank M67 Zippo flame thrower, I throw in my helmet, and glasses then get inside and bring the engine to life, the manual is really helping guys. A lot even.
The gates are shut closed, and no sign of movement not even the guards are here roaming around. Nc nc nc. I press the fire button, and the gate shoots open. I don’t understand as to why must I feel the impact of it whilst inside, even if u it releases you can feel the pressure. Wuhhh, this tank bathong. I drive in, and the guards are out already firing shots with their pumps gun, and shit. They are in full protective gear, including helmets and all. What a sick joke is this. I press the fire button again, and off it goes burning a few in the process, and the left wing of the mansion have already caught fire. Very soon it will spread like wildfire.
Angisho they’ve failed to look for me, now I’m presenting myself to them in style. What I like about this unexpected attacks is the fact that they won’t do shit once you attack first. Another fire sent to the guards, I laugh as they run around the yard screaming trying to put of the fire but they’re failing dismally. I drive straight inside the house knocking down the wall, and all the men jump from their seats. Hau, they were relaxing thinking that I won’t come inside the house? Mxm they thought wrong. I send another fire and it catches few men, these men with big bellies can’t even run to save their lives. This is what I hate about leaders, they are always sending those poor people to do their dirty job for them while they sitting behind their desks, or laughing with their friends over glasses of whiskey, cigars and bitches entertaining them. They don’t care whether their men die or what. I mean, after all why would they worry about whereas they know very well that they will find another men to take the deceased positions. Basically, they have nothing to loose. They don’t give a flying fuck about these people, nxa.
The house is crumbling down judging by the cracking wall. I stop the tank, and climb out of it. I take my lighter, and throw it inside the tank, and run out of that house I don’t even know where these fuckers are hiding, but I do know that they will not escape the fire. The house explodes, and I find myself flying out of the yard and into the street lying face down, I swear to God I broke my bones. But this ain’t no time to be a smelting butter, I need to go home, I can’t waste any more time. I force myself to get up, and I eventually do. Sighs. Luckily for me the helicopter is still intact, and very much safe where it is parked. Now I need to wait for Milan & Maxine to get back then we take off, guess I will just have to do with the two of them for now. Or not, that old man said that if I need an army, I must tell him, they are there on standby for me. All is not lost after all.
Anyway, I don’t even know where other girls we came with are, I don’t know where they disappeared too, but they are gone. Or maybe they just went home to their families, back to where they belong… I would too if I was them, besides they really helped a lot I’m sure they will be better people once they get to their homes. Now it explains it, as to why they wanted to go according to where they come from. They thought it well, bravo.
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TSAKANI
We’ve been at it for days, and to tell you the truth we are getting tired, it just doesn’t want to end. But there was something different about this war last night especially the gangs that are attacking, they’ve somehow managed to slow down with the attack it was as if like something distracted them. They looked out of it, if not shocked. Whatever it was- was clearly big. Anyway, that distraction of theirs gave us an upper hand, and we attacked them like never before. We were elemenating as much people as we can, and we were very impressed thinking that we will defeat them. Haike, this very morning they rose up, and came back guns blazing and it was back to square one. There’s no break here. Talon groaning is what brings me back to reality. He got shot on the leg, and his left side of the rib.
“I’m here man, I’m still here. Be strong njayami. I’m with you.” I assure him. The bleeding have stopped, but not entirely and he’s very weak. The doctor cleaned him up, and gave him painkillers to make him sleep. He didn’t want to be left alone, or with the doctor, he doesn’t trust him. Poor doctor though, argh. This is Talon after all, the man with many issues.
“Hhayi. Zing’khawathile lezinja skhoskho. Zikhawathe mina wonke lo. Mina Talon mfethu. Banesibindi yeva, hhayi zine liver lezinja mara zizogcwala ngiyazwakala mus.” (Those dogs did me bad man. They’ve hurt all of me. Me, Talon. They have audicity, those dogs have audacity, but I’m coming back. They will know me) I laugh.
Me: “Sho. Bazokwazi skhoskho.”
Him: “Ngapha yile yama wires fida ing’hlohla amapilisi. Angiguli mus mina. Ujwayezwa yini? Uyang’nyela yazi lo, zom’dubula afe mina sies maarn!” (On the other side, this doctor with stethoscope is busy feeding me pills. I’m not sick. I wonder what makes him to be familiar with me. He is shitting on me, I will kill him) he keeps dozing off, guess the pills are already kicking in. Finally, he will sleep hhayi phela he is stubborn this man.
Me: “Sizom’nyisa ndoda ungafi.” (We will deal with him don’t worry)
Him: “Yizo,” and he shuts his eyes close. The new sound of a helicopter that I’m not familar with passes by, I step out of the bus and I see the biggest helicopter ever heading straight to the gangs firing shots, and dropping bombs. I don’t know who they are, but as long as they are fighting the enemy, and not us then I’m all good. Another one passes by also heading straight to the gang firing shots, and throwing. What a turn of events, I think God, has finally answered our prayers. I look at the direction of where they are coming from, and more are coming.
“What’s going on?” Lindiwe asks appearing from the bushes with some of the girls. “Who called this flying squad to our rescue? Tell you what? I don’t even want to know, I’m just glad that we are finally getting help, that’s all that matters.”
Me: “Exactly. Hopefully, they will deal away with the gang I need to go to Italy, and fetch my woman.”
Her: “I will accompany you. I miss that bitch too.”
Me: “Language.” She chuckles.
Her: “Right.”