Ancil“I will never be as corrupt as the Midnight Robber.”
“You saying that now but there will come a time when you will have to make a choice. A choice between doing the right thing and doing the wrong thing. That’s where the war does start. Inside of you. If you could win that internal battle then you can take back control of your body and the Midnight Robber as well. Chose good often enough times, you can suppress the evil. But if you give in to your evil desires then the Midnight Robber inside you will slowly take over until you become corrupt and once you become corrupt it have no turning back Jed. All hope will be lost. You will end up like Jeremy Duncan; gone forever and lost in the darkness.”
“Well, I guess we have to make sure that that doesn’t happen then,” I said.
“Yes we do. The fate of the Twin Republic depends on it.”
There was some silence for a while as I became lost deep in thought. “You know what I don’t understand.” I asked finally breaking the silence once more. “Why the other nations falling for the lies when they all saw what happened to the Twin Republic when the ACT Programme was let loose. Thousands of people died. I think that should weigh in on their decision to buy the rights.”
“I don’t think I’s the most qualified to answer this question. It have somebody I want you to meet. You might already know him. He say that he save your life?”
Save my life? Who could it possibly be? I wasn’t sure who Anansi was talking about and I probably would have figured it out if there weren’t so many voices in my head distracting me.
“Who?” I asked.
“You’ll meet him when we get there,” Anansi said. “He all the way in Nariva and we all the way in the Northern Range so it’s a long distance.” Anansi stopped, turned to me and asked, “You ready for that run?”
“I was always ready.”
“Good, I hope you could keep up.” As Anansi spoke a thick white web shot out of his abdomen and spun through the forest into a distance so far that not even my superhuman vision could spot where it had disappeared into the distance. Within the next second Anansi was whisked away by the newly created web at a speed so fast it caused every leaf around him to hover and rise back up into the trees from whence they came, leaving the forest floor momentarily bare.
“I hope you could keep up,” I scoffed to myself. “This man don’t know who I am or what?” I started running after Anansi and what started off a slow jog in the woods turned into a quick dart through the forest.
It took Anansi and me about twenty minutes to get to Nariva and by the end of it I was so winded that when we stopped I instantly fell to the ground, panting, unable to catch my breath. My lungs felt as though they had shrunk to the size of tennis balls and my leg muscles felt as if they were being attacked by a swarm of red ants. No matter how much I tried to get up I couldn’t.
Without looking back, Anansi threw a bottle of water on the ground where I pathetically lay trying to recover, then strutted into a wooden hut in the middle of a large wide open clearing surrounded by trees on the far end of the exterior. Right before entering into the hut he said, “Look who need a breather.”
I was too tired to take offense. I just crawled up to the bottle gathering as much strength that I could and quickly drank it down. After about a minute I was finally able to catch my breath and stand up. I followed Anansi and also walked through the door of the hut he had entered earlier. My legs were wobbly and the first thing I noticed was a man in a wheelchair wearing a pink shirt. He had platinum blonde hair and orange freckles all over his face. He looked familiar but I couldn’t put my finger on it.
“I’m glad to see that you’re still alive bloke,” the man said.
“Who are you?” I asked.
