Never Lost

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 9

Scripture is equally clear that we are not to pray to Satan. There is nothing he would do for us but evil, and it is to God alone that we bring our many requests. The Bible says that there is an enemy, who is bent on destruction and will do whatever it takes to leave us discouraged, doubting and defeated Christians. In our scientific society where nothing you can’t see, feel, touch, taste or smell seems real, some scoff at the mention of a spiritual battle,

Sam was hurt when his younger sister died, he knew very well that it wasn’t a natural death but her husband had done something with her spirit. Sam believed in God, he believed that he was there; he was everywhere and in Spirit. The person that he was highly worried about was his nephew, Shane whom he hadn’t seen for months now. What Sam saw in his dream was something that made him have sleepless nights. He knew what he needed to do; he knew that it was high time he prayed like he had never prayed before. Sam had been reading his bible and praying but that fateful night when Shane met Nyasha at the party, Sam might have felt defeated when Shane killed another woman but he told himself that never was that going to happen again. He wasn’t going to let the devil woman to take his nephew along with her.

Shane saw her eyes turning red and that made his heart beat at a rapidly increase rate. Sam had run at the church to pray with the others. When he got there, the place was fully packed and they knew what they needed to do to save Shane from being attacked. Shane on the other side had his eyes closed when Fadzai had raised her hand to him. It’s as if though he was being choked by someone,

‘Lord God, caption of my heart, Satan knows if we follow your greatest commandment-to love you will all of our hearts, soul and mind he is powerless over us. Save my nephew from this devil dear God. Guard his heart, Lord Jesus so that it beats for you alone. Remove the evil spirit that has been installed upon him. Almighty God, cover his mind with the helmet of your salvation, reminding him constantly that he is your child and the enemy can’t mess with him. Fix his thought, Lord Jesus on what is true, honorable, right, pure, lovely and admirable,’ prayed Sam.

‘Nooooo,’ screamed Fadzai and she started chanting some words with hands on her head.

Shane was now lying on the floor shaking vigorously and Fadzai kept on screaming. The Pastor was encouraging everyone to pray harder.

‘Your peace will guard his mind. Don’t let him copy the behavior and customs of this world, but transform him into a new person by changing the way he thinks saturate his mind with your truth so that he will be convinced that the answers are found in your world, not out in the world. Lord I give his body to you. Let it be a living and holy sacrifice, the kind you will find acceptable. I know from your word that Satan cannot soft him like wheat or even lay a hand on him without your permission. So place your hedge around him so that his body, your temple can be preserved pure, holy and healthy for yo….’

By the time they said Amen, they had been sweating and trying to catch a breath. Shane was down on the floor and some black substances had come out of his mouth. He tried getting up but he couldn’t and remained in that state. On the other side Fadzai had been brought in by the other members. Diablo was pacing up and down waiting for his sister to be brought in the room. He felt of what had happened to her and the right side of her face had been burnt badly. She was screaming out loud in pain.

‘My sister,’ said Diablo when she took her sister and placed her on the bed in the room.

It was already midnight and Diablo was very much angry at them. Fadzai had never felt such kind of pain before. It was as if though her whole body had been badly burnt. The pain was unbearable and she couldn’t stop the tears from failing. They had never experienced such a thing before and Diablo didn’t know what to do. He hadn’t wanted to call the elders but right now he needed them the most. He needed them to save his sister form the agonizing pain, from what’s she was going through right now.

‘I am dying Farai,’ she shouted loudly.

‘Don’t say that, you will not die Fadzai, you will not die.’

‘It’s painful,’ she screamed again.

‘Bloody call someone to come in here and save her,’ shouted Diablo with a hint of anger in his voice.

Fadzai kept on screaming up until she was quiet and couldn’t scream anymore. Her eyes were widely opened and Diablo didn’t know what to do when he realized that she wasn’t wearing her bracelet.

‘Fadzai,’ he called her out while shaking her but Fadzai didn’t respond.

The other members only managed to come with 2 elders and when they got inside the room, Diablo was sitting on the bed holding his sister’s hand. She was cold and this meant 1 thing. He looked at the door and there stood the 2 elders.

‘You are late,’ he said to them.

They walked to the bed and by checking her pulse, Fadzai had died. Diablo screamed out loud in pain. His sister wasn’t supposed to die that soon, she wasn’t supposed to die and he knew very well that it was impossible to bring her back to life if she had lost her bracelet.

‘They killed her and I will make them pay. I will kill one of their own,’ shouted Diablo.

He was about to storm out of the room when one of the elders got hold of his hand and managed to stop him from leaving the room. Right now they needed to gather with the others and look for the way forward. They needed to have Fadzai’s body burnt. She had to be burnt so that her body will be received by the dead elders.

‘You know what we need to do Farai.’

‘I will not have my sister burnt. I will bring her back to life.’

‘You know that’s impossible and if she does wake up; she will never be the same again. You should let this go Farai.’

‘I will not let this go, Fadzai will be resurrected and I shall make them all pay for hurting her. I will start by killing Shane’s father. He was irresponsible.’

‘Farai.’

‘She is my d–n sister and she will wake up from the dead,’ with that said he walked out of the room leaving them all in awe.

The next following day Shane woke up on the bed and he couldn’t remember how he got there. His body was hurting and he felt as if something had happened to him last night but he couldn’t remember anything. He got out of the bed and went to take a bath. He felt very different and all he could think about at that time was to pray. He finished bathing and something kept telling him to pray. He hadn’t felt that way ever since his mother died but now he wanted to pray. He wore his clothes and got down on his knees. He started praying and prayed so loudly that he ended up crying. He stopped when all the things he had done started coming back to him, the women he had killed. It’s as if though he was having flashbacks of what had happened way back. He could see his eyes turning red and he still remembered Fadzai. He still remembered his father giving him something to drink for his headache.

‘Oh my God!’ he shouted so loudly that it hurt him a lot to know that he had become a murder and his father was responsible for it.

He got up minutes later just after gathering his strength. He grabbed his car keys and walked out of the house to his car parked outside the house. He got inside the car and drove off to his father’s house. When he got there, his father was inside the house packing his clothes in his big suitcase. Shane walked in calling him out and he went staright to his room. He opened the door and there was his father packing his clothes. He had heard of what happened to Fadzai and one of his infromants at the league had told him that Diablo was coming after him.

‘Dad, what are you doing?’ asked Shane with a hint of confusion in his voice.

‘I have to leave, he is coming for me.’

‘Who is?’

He ignored his son and continued packing his clothes in a rush.

‘Dad!’ Shane shouted holding his hand, ‘what the hell is going on?’

He didn’t know if this was the right time to tell his son that he had joined a league that killed innocent people. He was also the main reason why his mother was dead. When Shane’s father woke up at midnight, he had lost his powers and could feel something different about himself. The prayer had changed him too and now he just wanted to run away from Diablo.

‘Listen we have got to leave the country.’

‘Why?’

‘Because there is a powerful organization that is killing people. It’s like a Satanist group and I had joined it.’

‘What?’

‘I needed the money Shane. I needed the money and so I sacrificed your mother’s life so that you and I can be this rich but now things have turned south, Diablo’s sister passed away….,’ he started getting choked and blood coming out of his mouth.

‘Dad!’ Shane held his father’s hand as he fell down on the floor.

‘He is coming for me and I need you to listen to me,’ he said in a shiver and holding his son’s hand so tightly with his head on his lap, ‘you need to take care of yourself because these people are dangerous and they will do anything to make sure that you vanish in this world. No one can ever defeat them and I am sorry that I had given you something that made you kill those women.’

‘Dad,’ he called out again with teary eyes.

‘I am sorry. Go to your uncle and he shall help you. Please take good care of yourself for me and I am sorry. All the things you need to know about this organization is in my study room and the password to the safe is your birth date. I love you and I am…, he started coughing out more blood and that was it.

‘Dad!’ he screamed out in pain while holding him in his arms.