CHAPTER FOUR- THE FENCE

He wanted to be the best at all cost among his equals, to be a force to be reckoned with and he felt his own ideas should be considered above everyone else. Even though Frotos was an intelligent physician, it was not enough for him; his greed and quest for power knew no limits....

Frotos was the second best physician in his colony but as the nature of man is known to be, his desire and ambition knew no bounds.

Not only did he wanted to be the best, he wanted to be the best that ever lived, so he began pursuing power through dark arts at the early age of twenty and he got engrossed in sorcery, not only did he treated humans of their ailments and prescribed medicines;he also discovered new medicines and ways of them getting better

Despite being deep into dark arts, he was still not the best for a while as there were many more popular physicians, so he took the drastic actions of killing other physicians with dark arts. For the next fifteen years, a lot of physicians would die, lose their sanity or vanish mysteriously never to be heard from again which left so many around the world worried as no one could understand nor could they discover the truth.

When a man is deeply obsessed with being the one and only even at the expense of everything that is worthy and upright, when he is ready to sacrifice the things most dear to him at the expense of his twisted ambition, when he has gotten to the peak of his self obsession and delusional state; the worst perhaps is yet to come...

Over the years Frotos became a wild animal ready to devour the carcass of ambition before him till there is nothing left, he sold himself into the study of dark arts and met with the most gruesome sorcerers of black magic and that still was not enough. He sacrificed his ability to give birth in the process of these many sacrifices as well as himself when he eventually came before the evil lord Vlada who demanded for his soul.

He wanted to be able to raise the dead, make people sick and heal them, bring upon the land all forms of afflictions and when they call upon him who as the years go bye and most of the world greatest physicians passed away suddenly or went missing, he became only one left that they can call unto and this made him very rich.

Frotos was the first to ever live on the house on the hills and since he had sold his soul, he was promoted and made equal among the minions of lord Vlada thus making him have equal powers and see things meant to be unseen and concealed from the mortals, and this made him a force to be reckoned with; a predator....

As the mortals would get to know with time, nothing comes free from the evil one, there is always a price to always be paid. Frotos wanted more power and to be elevated and made an ally of Vlada, an ambition Vlada scoffed at when he discussed with Cake one of his closest allies and even he began to see the over ambitiousness of a mortal for the first time.

Now knowing he can no longer give birth and his soul signed down to lord Vlada, he has nothing to lose and hence to further fuel his ambition to be an ally of the exiled evil lord he began sacrificing babies to increase his power, as part of the agreement of his contract, now being able to see and foretell any perceived threat to his greatness; he began to kill potential babies with great potentials as he had become so powerful he could see the future and destiny of any child brought to him.

Frotos was so despicable he sacrificed all destined babies in the areas of science, art and even sorcery as he wanted to be the best of everything asides from being a world class physician. He wanted it all, the money fame and supreme power almost as much as that of the immortals .....

Vlada made sure he got his wish, he made him a mortal ally, and set him up in his house on the hills as the first and only mortal occupant among his many minions and him being an ally made him a superior to the minions now with more power and you can as well guess the minions were not happy with this, neither was Vlada or any one in his inner camp.

Like snakes the pangs of power stings deeply and like fire the flames increase, at the height of his power he wanted to become an immortal like the other allies; at this point he had lost all source of his identity as a mortal and had become a supreme ruler and dictator in his land and even began to terrorize other lands.

He set up a meeting with Vlada and his allies in the inner camp and put up his proposal before them, as he had done all that is needed from him and has carried out every order to details in the past, the panel really did not have a reason not to make him an immortal but what he did not understand was more than what he understood .

Only the rulers of the colony who resides in the Avalon are made immortals, the guardians of the spirit of whispers and the laws of the realm binds them from making human immortals, even though they can but obviously Vlada did not tell him this, he accepted and gave him one last assignment

However, when the door of time and karma opens, the vindictive hands become strengthened and filled with blood of vengeance and the die is cast. The day Frotos met his end was a day he did not see coming.

Orion keeps learning all that he can as he prepares for his journey to the house on the hills, his confidence smoulders with every lesson and every step; his strength increasing with every discipline and willingness . He has yielded all the words of his guardian monster and the advice of the spirit of whispers and he knows what will befall mankind if he should fail.

There is no coincidence in the journey of life and the paths of time, a man makes fate himself before he meets it, Frotos sealed his fate a long time before his fall from the power, before the begining of his doom began. Drunk in the liquor of power and ambition he had to strike another deal a final one

To unveil the books of reveal that has been kept in the avalon for ages and to go to the past, the oasis of the balance between the light and dark, the books of the know of which no mortal is even allowed to see or touch to avoid severe consequences to the forces of order and balance.

Like coins time flew and one morning Orion woke up and his special egg had hatched, he gets marvelled at the beautiful little creature before him. A fine and ebullient little bird similar to an heron with its bright shade of red and yellow, Its feathers brilliant and golden like the sun, a young phoenix with bright eyes that burned when the sun shone. He had also come to realize his gift of speaking to animals was not just the wolves but in order to unlock his gift full potential and become the wingman of the realm there are things to be done.

After Frotos met his end, continued the monster while Orion listens. He became an irritant soul wondering and tormenting other souls as he had been damned and like Vlada could not ascend to the Avalon and neither can he go to the human world

He became doomed to wonder the sands of the netherworld , a real place Vlada the exiled lord actually dwells, as a soul given to the evil lord before his death, he had duties to do even after death.

Vlada made Frotos his prisoner for decades in his home the nether world and tormented him with illusions of his death, making him die constantly and experience his own pain over and over again. This is a punishment for a violation of the code that Frotos did before his death, while being imprisoned Frotos began to gather his own army of minions from amongst other damned mortal souls. By the time he was released he had an army of human souls already licking his feet, most of whom also gave their souls to Vlada before their death while some others because they were exiled due to the violation of the realm code . Frotos took his army into the house on the hills and it has been mayhem ever since, no mortal has been said to go inside and return alive.

Orion has to go to the hill house to face Frotos and send his soul back to nether world for good, as he actually broke out of the prison Vlada put him in with the help of his fellow souls who were able to trick the minions while he stole away their key and released himself and the followers he had gathered ....

It is going to be a long journey, the monster said to him, be prepared fully and stay vigilant;do not believe all that you see child. Orion sets upon his journey and. begins to move from mountains to deserts and from one forest to another, It is going to be a long ride after all...

From the roads of doom he comes across the forces of the universe disguised as mortals with the appearance of human beings, the first he was to meet is called time.

Time came in the form of a young lady, beautiful and petite with dimples on her smooth black skinned round face and a long black hair cascaded over her shoulders in tumbles ,curly and fringe. Her skin was a star shadow black and her eyes a beautiful shade of the galaxy blue, her teeth dazzling accompanied by a star radiant smile.

What do you seek traveller, she asked him in a voice so sweet and mellifluous almost like she is singing, Orion had been warned severely about the distractions on the way to his journey as the hills is not far from the land of doom which is the nether land in a realm beyond the mortal world. I cannot follow you on this journey, the monster had said to him making him realize this is a path only he can work as the mortal weapon of the spirit of whispers. So all alone on this journey he walks with his young phoenix which guides him as he sees further into the distant doom through his eyes....