TARASHA
EPISODE34B
number, young but had all lost their virginities
to men who were old enough to be their
fathers. All dressed in the same way, most
were shivering in the cold while the others who
were adapting quickly to the treatment stood
still as they watched.
They all looked pale waiting for their colleague
to go through her test, some of them had
already gone and passed through the test while
a lot were still waiting in line but one thing was
sure they could not escape it.
She stared at the dagger for a couple of
seconds before making her way into the
fighting cage. She could see her reflection on
the shining metal, it was so sharp that it could
cut through the body of any animal just by
falling on it. That was the same dagger that she
had been asked to use on a man who she had
grown to love over the years.
Loving was a crime in the clan; that’s what she
had just been taught in her last lecture. The
hardened Roy had spoken to the girls in her
class that loving or having affection for
someone was wrong. Affection and love were
only for the weak minded people. He also
informed them that the topic he taught that day
had practicals. The day was Tarasha’s practical
day, she had to kill Stanley who had been like a
father to her and other girls who stayed in their
block.
Stanley Bob was a citizen of America, aged fifty
eight. He was brought to the Nefary Clan ten
years ago. He was kidnapped during one of his
political campaigns when he vied for the post
of the Senate President n his nation. Being
known for good in the country, he was sure to
win the election. His enemies had then
contacted the Nefary clan to get rid of him. He
was lucky not to have being killed but brought
to their headquarters in Russia to work as one
of the cooks for the assassins trainee and
trainers.
He didn’t know where in the world he was but
he still nurtured the hope of getting out some
day and returning to help his country but it
seemed he has team out of luck already as the
inevitable death stared at him in the face.
The cage was locked from outside immediately
Tarasha got in. She looked at him from afar, he
bent his neck and stared at her like the zombie
that he had made, gnashing his teeth as saliva
dripped down his lips. The man had already
been injected with substances that made him
lost his will; all he could see Tarasha whom he
used to love as was an animal to devour.
Tears flowed out in drops from Tarasha’s eyes,
she remembered how the man had cared for
her at a time she was sick, ignoring the death
punishment he would get if caught. He had
taken her to his room secretly and made a
mixture that healed her and saved her room the
child hands of death.
The zombie approached her violently with a rod
in his hands. He struck the rod against her but
she dodged, swerving to the right as the rod
landed on the floor. She moved farther away
from him but he surged forward against her
with the rod, she kept moving backwards until
her back touched the wall of the cage. He
struck the rod once again, this time she bent
down and it missed her head. She escaped by
passing below his arm and ran to the other side
of the cage.
The monster was relentless in his quest to
devour the girl, he picked up his rod and
charged towards her again.
‘Kill him Tarasha, what the hell is wrong with
you?’ She heard Vlasdismir shout. She looked
backwards to look at the angry man, she looked
at the faces of her colleagues too as if to
receive permission to kill Stanley. She couldn’t
make out what they wanted from the look in
their faces, they all stared at her like mourners.
The rod hit her face as she turned neck back to
focus on her attacker, she fell down on the floor
heavily, blood gushed out of her nose as the
dagger fell off her hands. The zombie raised up
the rod again to land it on her head the second
time but she had quickly recovered. She opened
her eyes just in time and rolled away quickly.
She touched her bleeding nose as she got up,
her head was banging already. It was then she gave up and decided to end the man's life, he was going to kill her if she didn't kill him first.
The man charged towards her again, she bent and gave him a kick behind his knee to take him down. The man only staggered as the kick from her tiny leg could not have much effect on him.
He turned back and watched as she picked up her dagger. He widened his eyes and let out a loud growl as he ran towards her again. She slid and passed besides his legs, he almost fell as he missed his hit, before he could turn back to her, she had pierced the dagger into his side.
'Don't just kill him, I want his neck' somebody shouted from outside the cage.
Blood rushed down the left side of the zombies stomach as he fell on one knee, his rod fell off his hands.
tbc...
previously on Tarasha Season1 Episode34a
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