GUN POINT
...PLAY...
Martha couldn't stand the sight of
the nozzles of assault rifles pointed at her, and the MP4 pointed at her 6
months old baby. She was the only one with a lesser gun, a 34" automatic
she pointed at her dad.
Her mum had been shot in the head
when the Insurgents invaded their house. She was now standing between two dilemmas,
to either shoot her dad or allow her 6months old baby sliced with the knife of
the invaders.
Killing her dad was a taboo she
wouldn't have considered even in an insane state, she would prefer to die
before she put a bullet in her father's skull, but her life was not an option.
The leader of the gang had taken interest in her beauty, and was ready to spare
her. Her baby would die if she doesn't kill her dad.
Clad in a black silk dress, Martha
stood before her father with a strong grip on the automatic, her veins were
visible, and goose pimples were all over her body. Her eyes were now red from
the tears she had been crying. Her mind was blank; she tried to remember the
number of bullets an automatic could carry, 6 or 8. She couldn't remember she
had never seen one before; her only picture of an automatic was from the novels
she had read. She thought of taken on the terrorists, but how many of them
would she take down before her cartridge becomes empty, she had no experience
of how to fight, she had thought it to be useless each time her dad taught her
in their farm. She was a girl and had no intention of joining the army, though
her dad had such plans for her.
The shrill cry of mercy from her
baby got her mingling in tears, faced with this option, Ozoani was ready to
die, but he pleaded with the monsters to take his life themselves, knowing the
trauma they were putting his daughter through. When he saw that the invaders
wouldn't heed to his cry, he pleaded with the daughter to take his life, so as
to save the baby.
"Take my life dear" he
said between tears "it's the only option we have to keep the baby safe"
"I can't take your life dad, I
will rather die than..."
She was cut short by her dad, who
became stern and serious in order to make his daughter do his wish
"Listen, Listen to me, I am
old, and that baby needs you more than she needs me. Pull the trigger child, we
have no time"
The leader of the gang, a dark
athletic built male of over 6ft with a deep scar across his left cheek was
already growing impatient of the drama, he let out a warning shot in the air,
and in the commotion of the fright caused by the shot, another shot was heard,
and Ozoani was dead, a bullet drilling a hole into his skull.
Martha froze in shock, her hands trembling;
the automatic was already lying on the floor. Her eyes were wide open, and
looked like they were going to pop out of their sockets, her mouth was wide
open in disbelief, had she pulled the trigger in confusion? Her strength was
gone, she slumped on her knee, and like a rehearsed script, she began wailing,
rolling on her Dad who was already soaked in blood.
"No, No No. Dad you can't
go..."
The leader of the gang made an
attempt to drag her up from the corpse, but Martha stuck to her dad, even the
cry from her baby was not enough to drag her up. It took the extra efforts of 2
other terrorists to get her up and steady her to her feet, while the leader
handed the baby to her, he had seen what happened, Ozoani had pulled the
trigger of the automatic when the warning shot was fired. He had probably done
so to save his family after realizing his daughter might not do so.
It didn't occur to Ahmed, the
leader of the gang, that he had just prompted the killing of his father, while
watching his twin sister quake in shock.
Ahmed was born as...
...PAUSE...
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