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My name is Alex Rolland. When I was a toddler, I watched my parents get murdered by a man in a hood. I was then kidnapped and smuggled to the USSR, where I was made into someone else … into something else. Now I am back to Nigeria to avenge all those who have suffered, like me, at the hands of cruel, corrupt politicians. I am … The Nivenger!
Breaking News: The Nivenger is dead. More news after the break…
The man stopped halfway from the Nivenger and said, “Yes, Alex Rolland. Yes, I killed them.”
Blind rage exploded in Alex’s mind. He roared and pulled hard on the chain. But the chain held. He kicked into the air, hoping to catch the killer of his parents in the face, but he was just a few inches away, looking at Alex with a sardonic and annoying smile. Alex thrashed against the chains, stretching to get nearer to the Colonel, but to no avail. And so his anger ate at him, turning him mad with each second.
The Colonel said, “It wasn’t easy to do what I did. They were, after all, my friends. Plus, they were powerful members of the Cabal. But they were going to do something that would cost the Cabal greatly, and I had to step in.”
“My parents were not members of the Cabal!” Alex roared. Adrenaline was now pumping through his blood, washing over him, and strengthening him with a strength he didn’t think he had. If not for the chains that held him captive and bound, he would have ripped the man apart.
“How dare you soil their good name after killing them!” the Nivenger boomed. He struggled against the chain once more, and to no avail.
The Colonel only sniggered. He had a look of scorn on his face when he said, “You think you know so much. I tell you… You know so little. Your parents were knee deep in this Cabal you’re fighting so furiously. They were the ones who ordered my involvement in the joint task force that created the legend of “The Colonel.” Heck, they were the ones who funded the Cabal’s penetration into every major government agency and major corporations in the country. The Cabal was their brain child….” The Colonel paused to suck in breath before continuing, “Sadly, they were victims of their own policies….”
Alex lost all his spunk in a split second. His parents criminals? It was so hard to believe, but he had no reason not to. Why would the Colonel lie to him, when he was going to kill him anyway? Was he trying to taunt him more? Or did he speak the truth?
The Colonel said, “Some minutes ago, when you were lying bleeding and unconscious on the floor, I took a picture of your face and sent to the COAS, who sent it to the Cabal as per their instruction. They told me who you were and told me to give you a message.”
Alex Rolland only stared back at the Colonel, brimming with extreme hatred and rage.
“Personally, I would just kill you here and now,” the Colonel said, spitting on the floor as a sign of dishonor. “But they want to give you a choice. Live and swear allegiance to the Cabal as your parents did before you. Or die at my hands. What will it be?”
The Nivenger didn’t think twice about his decision. He spat on the floor himself and said, “I’d rather die than swear allegiance to a shadowy, corrupt Cabal.”
The Colonel smiled as though he was expecting this response. “Thanks. That made my day.” And he approached.
Hardly had he taken the first step that a door on the far left, which Alex hadn’t seen before, opened and an average height man walked into the room.
The Colonel swirled on his heels to face the disturbance, saying, “I said I didn’t want to be disturbed…”
The Nivenger moved fast. He brought his legs up and slammed them into the Colonel’s form. The Colonel yelped, the force of impact tearing the iron rod from his hands. The Nivenger caught the iron rod in between his two feet, aimed for the air above his head, and swung his legs upward with his remaining might. This all happened in less than a second, the white hot portion of the iron rod cutting the iron chains binding him much in the same way knife would cut butter.
The Nivenger fell with a crouch, now free. He retreated a few feet to grab the iron rod. The Colonel regained his bearing and lurched at him. There was a mighty explosion and the Colonel froze mid-step, his eyes widening. The Nivenger saw the blood pool out on his body, where the bullet had hit him, and then thrust the iron rod into his heart, the white hot part leading. The Colonel roared in pain and went slack in the Nivenger’s hands.
Alex thought of all the things he would like to say and realized there was nothing he could say in the little time the man had to live that would satisfy his burning need for revenge. He only said, “Go to hell.” And then twisted the rod in the man’s body, eliciting a satisfying scream of terror. Seconds later, the Colonel breathed his last and was dead. The Nivenger pushed him away to the ground with the iron rod still sticking out of his body, and he looked up to see the man who had shot the Colonel.
It was Lexie Whitehall. And he still had the gun aimed at the air, where the Colonel had once occupied.
“What took you so long?” Alex asked him, a little amused at Lexie.
Lexie recovered from his shock at killing a man and said, “I couldn’t get in here until the security operatives had left. How are you holding up?”
Alex shrugged. “I’ll live.”
Lexie said, “I have our van parked nearby. C’mon. It won’t be long before someone realizes something has happened.” And Lexie led the Nivenger out of the underground cavern.
The Nivenger will return in the next update.
Beware, O ye corrupt leaders, for the Nivenger is coming for you!