After the funeral the guest said their last regards and went home. Back at the Cagem resident, the kids went to their respective rooms leaving Celina and Synthia in the kitchen having tea. The moment the kids were out of sight, the atmosphere changed. Celina went from a grieving weak woman to an apathetic cold machine that could turn a lake to Ice by a single glance. Synthia's back quickly turned straight on attention as if she just saw a predator and a single move might upset it. " At ease Synthia, you know we see you as part of the family now. You might be our bodyguard but before our family, you are a trusted relative" Celina said with a monotone voice devoid of any emotion.
"Thank you Mam, whenever you switch up like this all of a sudden, I can't think of your current demeanor being the same as the weak helpless woman from before. Your personality change always amazes me mam" Synthia quickly loosened and quickly something got in her mind. " Mam why did you pull such a character of a weeping mother to the point that you denied yourself substance for so long?" listening to the question posed by Synthia, Celina walked to the window facing the front yard, the sky showed some rays from the sun signaling the end of the gloomy clouds. "Well you see my dear, when the audience have come to the show, give them a performance of a life time. You think after taking my son they wouldn't do any follow ups and see how we react to the news?".
Celina tuned at just the perfect moment when the sun light hit the window and the radiance perfectly outline her silhouette. If you looked much closer, you'd also see outlines of a hue of seven colors forming am oval shape like an egg around Celina. " You see, my Son might be the first awaken from our bloodline but what they didn't know is that as the mother who has my son's DNA in me during pregnancy, the moment the bus hit him and he awoken, what would be considered a motherly connection of knowing something happening her child has been strengthened 10 times" Synthia was taken aback from what she is witnessing. "You see my dear, I have pseudo-awakened thanks to my connection with him. and I understand his situation all too well. Unfortunately there is nothing I can do right now"
Synthia recalled when the Cagems left the Adamu clan, she was the only person they left with. She had gained Celina's trust since their time at the clan. Leaving a secret clan came with hush conditions though. The moment they left, they couldn't use the clan name to make a living for themselves, the future generations of the family can't hope to come back in the future and the umbrella of protection also gets cut off. But what about now, with Sora becoming the first awakened surely they'll want him back.
"I know what you thinking, and I still don't want the clan mixed up into this, Sora thought he was sleek trying to hide his new abilities but his father and I saw it long ago, it then when we decided to leave. There's something you must understand Synthia, becoming the first awakened is totally different from the ordinary awakened. You see, Sora's fate is no longer in my hands or even the people who took him. Yes, I am mad for what is happening to my baby but as a mother of an awakened I have duties of my own. Why do do you think mother Gaya chose me to be the mother of thee Adamu"
Realization hit Synthia like a brick. with her eyes wide open" You don't mean..." "Yes" Celina cut her off." But don't think the Adamu bloodline ends just at the name, They are given a certain providence you could call it privilage, and with it they can mess up with my Son's destiny because of greed for power and control, that's why we left, but I'm sure it won't be long before they find out, so you may think his captures of my son not only being his jailors, but saviors as well. But I'm worried, for what they plan will end the world as we know it. And when that happens, tragedy will befall this world as we know it." Celina's revelation left Synthia weak on the knees. "Mam if what you are saying is true then what is going to happen to humanity, what will become of reality as we know it?"
Celina walked back to the kitchen island, took a sip of tea, and for the first time since this conversation started, Synthia saw pain, hurt but most importantly, compassion. " Well dear, a large number of humanity will parish as we know it, only a few select shall survive and what you see today as fantasy will become tomorrow's reality. Think of it as lucid dreaming but in reality. You see Synthia my Husband's death has been cause by this hidden cult of an organization. Do you really think someone who was raised in one of the prestigious families could be killed by something as mundane as a bullet. Since then I have been doing my research also and followed their trail, that's how I got to know what I know."
"Mam how did you get all this information without being found out?" Synthia was curious. "Well my dear, give a woman enough reason and grief ,she can do anything. Enough of this, I'm sure the hidden clans know as much as I do if not more. We have to prepare for what is to become and make sure this little family of our is ready to meet the end of the world head on." Celina said with fiery determination in her eyes.
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"So that branch of that family is the one with the first awakened" Eyes with white glowing hue can be seen in a dark cave behind what could be seen as a vail of running natural water, with only candles as a source of light. "Yes First Lord , It had been confirmed over a week ago, but head of the twelve Fore Fathers have already gotten their hands on him" A man who seem to be in his mid-twenties in grey tunic was kneeling with his head bowed facing the man behind the waterfall.
"Twelve Fore Fathers huh, those kids gains a bit of knowledge and figure themselves the studious of the way of the world, well, no matter. What I'm really interested in is the boy. I wonder how they got under our nose and how did a branch family get the first Adamu while the main branch which is known to have purer bloodline of the first Adamu. Ow well such is destiny. We have to get him before his destiny kicks in or even with our bloodline mother Gaya might not be happy if we try to interfere in anyway." the lord commanded. " About that First Lord, It would seem whatever the boy's father did to him has blocked off our artifact to lock on to him. I'm sure even his mother does not sense him." The man replied.
"Ow that's interesting, Ok You are dismissed and also please inform my wife to initiate the plans to prepare for mother Gaya's long awaited evolution. I'm sure that's what those kids want to do and perhaps the reason mother Gaya even let them have the boy in the first place". First lord said with an amused look on his face. "Ok first lord" as soon as the man left, the First lord stood up walked foward to the pond created by the vail of water and submedged inside. Within that large pond the figure of the man glowed for a moment before calm followed. 'I'll just rest up a bit till a new chspter of this world is opened, I didn't live this long inside this pond of vitality spring just to miss out on the most eventful part of this plan of existence.' First Lord though before he went into deep slumber'
As if on a que, the hidden forces on the entire planet also started to prepare. They had already felt the fractures in the fabric of reality, spiritual essence has been found leaking in. Many phenomena has taken place and with the news of the first awakened starting to make rounds in the dark information brokers, the hidden forces have no choice but to prepare for the coming storm.
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Currently at a disclosed location something inhuman was taking place, weeks has passed each week, proved to be harder than the last for Sora. He has be amputated, mutilated, drowned, electrocuted and it appeared as though the doctor was just getting started. All this is being done to him while awake and without pain killers. He could feel every bone break, tooth picked, heart stabbed and even blood drained to the last drop. It came to a point that Sora understood his own body than surgeon. He understood the language of pain, and misery became his friend.