Chapter 3 I smile and Aisha taps me

*I'm a witch* 👹

Chapter three. (Dark Trinity)

My heart raised as my mom pulls over. Earlier that day we've visited the hospital, unfortunately, the doctors were unable to find out what's really going on, Redguard is our next line of action.

My mom holds my hand as soon as she pulls over. "Don't worry, all will be well," she assures. "Yes," I say.

As soon as I sight the redarmies, my eyes widens. My mom holds my hand, then we walk towards the building. With the corner of my eyes, I sight some group of people chained together, I try to look away in order to stop the million thoughts roaming my head.

"Welcome ma, how may I help you," a lady at the front desk asks.

My eyes darts to the pictures on the wall. Pictures of the most wanted magicians, old and young looking deadly. My eyes meets a Redguard rifle and I quickly look away. "This way please," the lady says.

We march into a white room with cameras, I feel uneasy but my mom presence calms me. "The testing will begin soon." the lady says before marching away. I nod and sit. As simple as it sounds, I know it won't come easy. What type of method is the possession test? What if I'm truly possessed? What will they do to me?

Finally, an elderly man in white steps in. His eyes narrows as he sights my mom, he adjust his glasses and walk to her. "Are you Chike Daniel's wife?" he asks. That didn't come as a surprise, everyone knows my dad, he used to be a police officer who uncovered lots of evil magicians activities, he's known to be one of the prominent Redguard. The man's expression changes as he turns to me. "My name is Tunji Dave, nice to meet you." He sits beside me and tap on the table. The glassy table split open and a pot of flame comes out. Rather than the normal type, the flame is red and cool, but far from ordinary. "What is this?" My mom asks. "Possession test," he replies. "Just a drop of blood, if it remains red, you're normal." "What if I'm possessed?" I ask. "It'll turn blue," he replies, slowly, he grips my hand then he pierce my skin with a small needle. I hold my breath and exhale slowly. "What if I'm possessed?" I ask, at the eleventh hour. The man says nothing as he watch my blood drops on the mysterious flame. Luckily, the flame remains the same. "Thank you Jesus." My mom says in relief. Sweat drips from my chin as I withdraw my hand. The man turns to me with his witty smile. "You are Ok." After several questioning, I come to realize that no one saw the tattoo on my chest. It disappeared again, and I guess it's gone.

************

Loads of messages appears on my phone that night but I have no time to reply. I scroll down to view Aisha and Bright's message. Having reply the both of them, I decide to take a bath and look at my tattoo again. I stand naked in front of the mirror, as expected, the tattoo is no more. With a big smile on my face I slump on my bed and drift to sleep.

************

The next morning, the tattoo appears again. But, I take it lightly. If I'm not possessed, nothing is wrong with me. As soon as I step out of my room, I run into my dad. "Good morning," he says. "Good morning dad," I reply with a smile.

Most people find it hard to believe the man in front of me is my dad, that's what you get when you marry early. My dad married at 21, had me at 25, dark skinned, hefty and tall. "I heard about yesterday, how are you doing now?" "Fine," I reply.

My dad accompany me downstairs to the dinning room. Carefully, I place my bag on the table and he sits opposite, facing me. As he watch me eat, I finally decide to ask him what's been bothering me. "Dad, what if I was possessed. What's going to happen to me?" My dad scoffs. "Well, you'll be take into confinement till they sort it out." "What do you mean by sort?" He sighs and place his hands on the table. "People do dangerous things when possessed. A girl once killed her parents and siblings after she was possessed."

He toss his phone to me and I look at the photo on the screen, "Who's that?" I ask. "That is Jamiu. He killed himself days after being possessed." I look away and my dad stands up, he place his hands on my shoulders. "No harm is going to befall you...I promise." I stand up give him a light kiss on the cheek before storming out and head straight to school.

****************

Immediately the maths teacher walks out, Aisha taps me. "How did it go?" "How did what go." Aisha rolls her eyes. "Come on, I saw your mom driving towards the Redguard state branch quarters, you were also in the car. Remember my dad's gym is close to the base and I sleep there most times" she smiles. "I got you," I sigh, knowing that Aisha caught me, I have no choice but to tell the truth. "Nice to see you again," Bright says, interrupting my confession. "Thanks." "I heard you weren't feeling well. Never knew you'll resume early." "Yes, it's just a mild sickness." "Are you ok now?"he asks. "Yes," I nod. The next teacher steps in and Bright whispers to my ear. "See you during closing hours." I smile and Aisha taps me. "I see love in the air," she whispers. I give her a friendly punch as she giggles, then we get back to work.

***********

After school, I head straight to the next place on my mind. There must be something behind the Rosary tattoo and there's only one place I can find out. . As soon as I alight from the bus, my eyes widens. The same church I saw in my dream is standing right in front of me.

Bright and I agree to me after school but I have to sort this first. Something tells me to go back but I resist. I feel there's an answer behind that door. I hold the giant door knob and push it. Slowly, I step in and the door shut behind me. "Oh my God," All the Nuns in the building turns to me, but my eyes are pinned on the statues and designs. Exactly what I saw in my dream. I don't think I can stomach what is coming next.

Quickly, I turn to leave but a voice calls me, "Sister you are at the right place." I pause and turn to the elderly woman in blue walking towards me. She moves closer to me with the innocent look on her face. "What do you seek?" she asks. Slowly, I pull out the paper in my pocket containing the rosary's rough sketch. She looks at it closely as I hand it over. Without saying a word, she keeps mumbling. "Where did you get this from?" she asks. "I saw it in my dream." I reply.

The stares at me with suspicion . "What's your name?" "Amara," "Ok, Amara, follow me."

***************

We arrive at the largest library I've ever seen. Quickly, she rush towards a corner and pull out a dusty book. I sneeze immediately she place it on the table. After wiping the dust off my shirt, I walk to her. The nun place my rough sketch close to the drawing on the book cover. "Why is the rosary cross upside down?" I ask. "Dark trinity," she replies. "What's dark trinity?" The Nun sighs and pulls another chair closer, I sit and look straight at her. "In 1972, JohnCross, a pope, wanted more power. He wants to perform miracle like a god, so he consult the devil. The devil gave him powers, in return, he'll sacrifice a virgin every ten years. "Months later his church grew and his followers worship him like a god until 2012, he was caught in the act. Thanks to the redarmy, JohnCross was captured but days later, he escaped. In my findings, I discovered the dark trinity virgin is chosen weeks before the ritual, she is marked with a rosary tattoo. On the day of the ritual, the virgin is killed and JohnCross becomes powerful again. No one has heard from him since ten years ago and I'm sure he'll be more than careful this time "

I try as much to remain calm but my sweat and breath betrays me. With my heart in my mouth, I ask my most fearful question. "When is the Dark trinity ritual?" The nun sighs, she points to a word written on the rosary. "What's that?" "That's a Hebrew word, its denote time and date for the ritual," she sighs and place her glasses on the table. "That's today's date, Dark Trinity ritual is tonight." At that moment, my heart stops.

. . TO BE CONTINUED