Chapter 64

"Baba, he's not picking his calls." OJ said to Screw who was adjusted on the armless cowhide seat.
"What could be the explanation?" Screw asked in the wake of sitting up, a note of earnestness sounded in his voice.
"Perhaps they are in another gathering. He will hit us up at the earliest opportunity." OJ guaranteed.
"OK, we ought to… " Screw was saying when Little jumped into the spot looking upset. "Little!" Screw restricted his look.
"What's wrong?" OJ asked, giving Little a looking through look.
Little stayed tranquil and continued to gasp until Coded strolled in. He took a look at his telephone which was in OJ's grasp and collapsed his arms.
"Baba!" Coded hailed as he continued towards Screw straightforwardly, OJ gave way for him to pass.
"Coded, what's up? Your face looks major areas of strength for excessively a decent night like this." Screw said tongue in cheek and half serious. Coded halted directly before him and stood like a warrior.
"Baba, there's a little issue o."
"What issue?" Screw inquired.
"The Chief heavenly messengers have terminated back, they took out five of our men today." Coded answered.
"Shi*t!" Screw nibbled his lips and ran his fingers through his hair out of resentment. "How could it work out? I thought OJ has cautioned the young men about their arrangement previously." Screw went to OJ.
"Indeed, I cautioned them and clarified for everybody their technique." OJ voiced out, his face plainly uncovering the shock he got from the news.
"Baba, three of their top individuals struck, I don't think those five young men in the Ghetto Hotel would have had the option to battle them." Coded said.
"Where were you?" Screw went to Little.
"I accept Little was fortunate to get away," Coded was as yet the person who replied, Little was all the while looking confused. "Four of the young men were dozing, while… " Coded attempted to make sense of yet ran out of words, he went to Little who was there to account for himself.
Everyone's eyes went to Little, he figured out how to make a sound as if to speak and started unintelligibly. "Six of us were in the hotel, three of the folks were at that point dozing in the parlor while I was playing the DeathBath game with Friend in need. I took a reason to proceed to get a few virus drinks outside as our fridge turned sour since yesterday. I was at the entryway and was going to enter once again into the compound when I saw the Chief heavenly messengers feathers before the door. I ventured back to glance around on the off chance that I could get a brief look at anybody of them around however I didn't. I reasoned that they had recently come to drop their mark at the front of the entryway to caution us, I thought about it as a vacant danger and needed to go into the compound, I didn't really accept that they could be so strong to come into the house. However, I was saved when I saw one of them remaining outside, he saw me as I as of now contact the door and it squeaked. At a similar second, I saw Slimmy and Rofiat leave the house in certainty. Delicate referenced a few words and they were coming after me right away. Say thanks to God I understood the region better than them, I had the option to conceal in a shrubbery until they left, they personally didn't squander over a moment in looking for me." Little finished up his portrayal.
"So na so five young men go?" Screw whined uproariously, sounding grieved. "We're trifling with this matter as well."
There was quietness for certain minutes as though they had wanted to require a few minutes quiet in regard of the dead, yet they all were thinking about the most ideal method for remaining ahead in the game, the Lead celestial hosts shouldn't outfox them in any capacity.
"What's the subsequent stage now Baba?" OJ ended the quiet yet Screw had gone far in his viewpoints. The occasion that glimmered once more into Screw's brain was his second experience with Host, an experience that uncovered Host's genuine nature and made him love Host significantly.
**2 Years Ago**
Screw had filled in rank in the clique. He was currently one of the senior individuals while his cousin who was had wouldn't move on from school was as yet the Capon. Screw was currently extraordinarily dreaded in his specialty and in the entire school. Nobody really thought about crossing his way, obviously aside from freshers who were new in the framework and adequately strong to need to create problems in their most memorable year. Freshers who showed such a lot of strength were not managed in a flash yet they were first watched by the Tigers to check whether they were at that point in a clique, the people who weren't in religions were baited into joining the Tigers and the people who would not join were squandered.
Screw was presently a dread in his specialization, he generally utilized his impact to disturb those he could have done without in the office. One individual who he couldn't bug was Olarenwaju, his Most outstanding Foe. Olarenwaju who was constantly seen at the front of the class making jokes and dropping rap zingers generally figured out how to get away from after the talks finished. Screw would search for him to stir something up yet could never track down him besides during address periods prodding teachers or making the entire class giggle. Before long, Olarenwaju quit going to classes as often as possible and talk spread that he had joined a religion. A great deal of his colleagues who cherished him for his neighborliness differ and offended the talk mongers. Provided that they realized he didn't simply join however was advanced from a lower rank to a senior part, they would have kept their mouths closed.
Screw was one of the individuals who accepted that he had recently joined a clique. Feeling that Olarenwaju was only a low positioned junior, he turned out to be more frantic as he continued looking for a method for hurting Olarenwaju. He committed to himself that Olarenwaju would be shown something new whenever they met however sadly for him, he was the one shown a thing or two.
They at long last met fourteen days after the Easter break, the then White Tigers Capon had pronounced a Conflict of Matchless quality among them and the Heavenly messengers. A few individuals from the Chief heavenly messengers had been killed and the Tigers were driving with a wide hole in scores.
Scorpion, Screw's Cousin who served as the Tiger's head and a portion of his major young men had gone to one of their joints and safe-houses, an uncompleted structure, to chill. Screw was among the young men who went with Scorpion. As Scorpion chose a block and exposed out a stogie, he saw a message on the floor and a plume with it. He called the consideration of a portion of his young men and they generally read it together.

"The Host of Heavenly messengers is coming to sting the scorpion by 5.45pm." They read the message resoundingly. Scorpion investigated his wristwatch, it was 5.43pm as of now.
"Damn it!" Scorpion said as he flung his stogie away. How in the world would they say they were ready to find and acquire passage into this safe-house? He asked himself.
"Check around, kill the bas***d mofos you see," he yapped at the five of his young men who were there. They took out their weapons and bobbed out of the spot, spreading themselves strategically to fill the compound. Before long, there was a shootout and just Scorpion and his cousin were left alive. The two of them got away from through the window into a timberland close by however the Heavenly messengers who were bigger in number sought after them.

Both Scorpion and Screw were astonished when they met with one more gathering of Heavenly messengers on the way. There was no place else to hurry to, they were in the foes. The ones seeking after them found them and met Scorpion and Screw bowing down, they were instructed to overcome and not lift up their heads.
After they had gotten a few slaps and punches from even the more youthful ones of the Heavenly messengers. A person wearing a green piece of clothing at last descended from a tree.

"Hi," he said with a warped grin. "I'm Host, ideal to meet you." Host expanded his hand towards Scorpion's face and landed him a hot slap. "You try to proclaim a conflict against the Heavenly messengers?" Host added one more hot hit with his left hand.

Screw heard Host talking, no one in oposition realized what host's identity was nevertheless they realized he was the new Heavenly messengers' Significant Hired gunman. They never thought that the horrible Host could be a 300 level understudy, they thought he was another person in 500 level. Screw was enticed to turn upward and he did. He was unable to keep down his shock when he saw Olarenwaju's face.
"You?" He voiced out indiscernible.
"Indeed," Host answered him with an underhanded grin and handled a weighty smack all over which got him moving on the floor. Have took out his gun and confronted Scorpion.
"My Capon didn't consider you commendable enough for him to kill you himself, he sent me to you. Simply a segment drove by me, Host, a lesser Heavenly messenger can sting the Scorpion himself, the noisemaker of the Tigers." Host added a contemptuous chuckling. "Capon says you ought to welcome your dads in damnation when you arrive." With that Host conveyed a projectile into Scorpion's temple and started to leave. He unexpectedly stopped and went to Screw who was still on the floor.
"Strip him exposed, flagellate him blue dark and leave him alive so he can convey the message of how the Holy messengers have treated the Tigers to the School and to the entire world." Host added one more derisive chuckling prior to leaving, various young men left with him while some others stay to convey the judgment on Screw
**Present**
Screw jerked in distress as he reviewed the torments of the wood and links on his body. After that day's embarrassment and enduring, he had promised to get his payback. He self-isolated for some time, when he returned, he began gathering the lost Tigers and turned into their head, with the support of their different segments in other College grounds, the Tigers developed further again yet not generally so solid as the Holy messengers.
Screw was frantic to have his vengeance and that was his fundamental go for the gold of incomparability in spite of the fact that he concealed it from his young men. However, he didn't know whether this was the perfect opportunity as Host who had turned into the new Heavenly messenger's Capon and his group were still areas of strength for as could be expected. However, there wasn't an ideal opportunity to squander likewise, they had under two semesters to leave the school, it was either now or never. For Screw, it was more an incomprehensibly important issue, Host and his different foes should be killed, he would definitely do tha