FINAL CLOCK: CLOCKWORK SHRINE: THE TIME WALKERS

BOOK THREE:

LEGENDS, MYTH, REALMS, WARS AND TIME

The night was dark, daring and devilish, with it’s silver moon hanging high spitting it’s silver Ray’s down the city of Timbuktu. The year was 1308 B.C.E. during the reign of King Mansa Musa.

Timbuktu was located at the southern edge of Sahara, which is now presently known as Mali. A city popular for it’s Trans Saharan Trading system. And a center for Islamic culture.

Within the night were people who trailed towards the city on camels, on the desert land, most of which wore robes, changed by the color of the desert. Due to the desert wind all those who rode on the camels made sure their robes covered their mouths and faces only revealing their eyes.

Among the long line of people who rode towards the city of Timbuktu was a green eyed lad, whose green eyes peered through the darkness of the desert night, aiming for the city. But who was it???

CLOCKWORK SHRINE

CLOCKWORK PALACE

Kweku Anansi seeks wat against Clockwork Shrine itself. Why? He knows in his attempt to stop Time from moving. Clockwork Shrine will try it’s best to stop him. As at now The Time Ghost Unit has been captured, but however I have a plan.” Berima informed.

” Which means the life of the Time Ghost Unit is at stack.” The Time lord’s said.

” We wished to go save them. But we will only be playing into Anansi’s Many tricks.” Berima said.

” So what do we do now??” Anokye asks expecting an answer from both Berima and The Time Lord.

” We wait.” Berima answers.

” Huh?? We wait for what?? For Anansi to slay them?” Queen Makeda asked with surprise on her beautiful face.

” This is definitely unlike Berima. He’s actually been calm. On a normal note Berima, would act in haste and anger and Chase after the Kingslayers to save his friends. But now it’s completely different. What on Earth did you do to Him, CL. Korkor???” Shango said in thought.

” You suggest, we wait?? For what??” Time Lord Okokroko asked.

” Just wait.” Berima insisted, he was so calm.

LOCATION: TIMBUKTU, SOUTHERN EDGE OF THE SAHARA DESERT.

YEAR: 1308 B.C.E

REIGN: KING MANSA MUSA OF TIMBUKTU.

In an unknown Cell the Time Ghost unit were placed and kept, all of their weapons taken away from them, the walls of the cells were made of mud.

Only five sat, famished and thirsty.

” It seems we failed Clockwork Shrine this time.” Okechuku lamented, his eyes facing the Sandy ground of the cell.

” Do you have any idea where we are??” Abam asked.

” Somewhere in Timbukutu Mali.” Eda answered.

As all four stared at her.

” Oh, we studied about Timbukutu back in Class, The Mysterious city to which many of the European explorers seeked to visit. Ruled by King Mansa Musa.” Abam said.

” Well, this is quite a good hideout I see.” Eda added.

” The fire fairy said it, when. She came to take Anansewaa from us. She’s probably going to meet her long hated father.” Eda continued.

” Hm, which means we will be slain later on, huh??” Aranaa said.

” Yh, Today might be our last. Hmph, we did serve the Shrine well. Didn’t we?” Okechuku said with a faint smile.

” Don’t worry, we will get out here alive.” Aranaa encouraged.

” Mere faith, cannot save us yh- faith without works is dead, and as at now we are helpless.” Senam said.

Her Cold blue eyes grew with hatred, the blood in her was boiling, so hot, Anansewaa stood before her Father, years had passed since that Faithful night. The Mass Genocide caused by her father to her Tribe.

Her blue eyes met his, As he stood calm and quiet, Staring down at his daughter, who was held by Aziza. He raised his hands giving an order to Aziza to release her. All the other Myths were present, in a room with it’s walls made of mud, but it was very spacious and huge.

She charged with anger towards her father, Her blue eyes filled with vengeance, as he hands formed into a fist, she moved with speed, with an attempt to kill her father.

A leaf dagger in her hands, her heart pumping wild and angry, her teeth grinned her legs moved as fast as a cheetah, then when she got a few meters closer to slit the throat of her father she got stuck, unable to move, for The strange golden right eye to which Anansi possessed, caused it.

” You are still Soo, weak my child. Didn’t I tell you to seek for strength as if you seeked for gold?? Hmph, and yet you still seem weak child.” Anansi said and kicked her violently in the gut. As she fell on the clay earth ground rolling, and groaning in pain.

He walked towards her on the floor.

” Am disappointed in your skill” he said calmly and passed by. As the other Kingslayers followed.

” Let’s go witness the Masquerader forge the Mask. We have no time to waste. After which we will send the heads of the Time Ghost unit back to the Shrine.” Anansi said, with his hands folded behind him, leaving his daughter weak on the floor.

She rode into the rumored great city of gold on her camel. Her green eyes peering through the faces of passing men, and women and Children. The Architectural style of all buildings in Timbukutu were of Sudano-Sahelian architecture, for the buildings were Forged out of Mudbricks and Adobe plaster with large wooden log support beams that just out from the faces of the walls.

” Exactly like the Larabanga mosque In Ghana” the green eyes said as she scanned the entire city, riding on the back of the camel. Her aura felt familiar. The city famed for it’s abundance in the trade of gold.

As she mounted from her camel, she joined the crowd who walked around during the night, finding a safer place to hide. This city was always a busy one, for it was a center of trade for many a people. The city known for the trade of gold and slaves.

Timbukutu was a city of Mudbricks and Adobe plasters, and trading centers and mosques and palaces. It was a city in which merchants from all the world walked to and fro, on camel backs and caravans. A city to which the rich and the awkwardly new jostled each other not uncomfortably, but without respect. A grand city of Islamic Scholars, and schools in mosques. A city rich in gold and slaves, and women, beautiful women who danced along with snakes to please Merchants who wanted to relax and have some fun.

She climbed up to one of the Mudbricked houses, then she unraveled her hood.

It was Aranaa. She took a strange leaf out, and left it on the floor, immediately the leaf landed she stepped on it, and closed her evergreen eyes.

Strange glowing veins from the leaf seeped through the ground moving as if searching for something, the green glowing veins travelled through the Entire Timbukutu.

Then it came about that as the captured Time Walkers sat in hopelessness, Eda’s eye fell upon the green Glowing veins which Travelled through the earth.

” Yes! Have found them!” Aranaa said with a smile.

The green veins projected a hologram of Aranaa before the five as all jumped in shock.

” Yh, the Aranaa here is my replica. She’s made of Odum, that’s why she’s been able to stay extremely long. I sent her so I could find the current hideout of the Kingslayers, and it seems have found them.” The holographic Aranaa said calming them down.

” Which part of Timbukutu are we?” Okechuku asked.

” Well, from what I see, from up here with the help of the leaf veins, you guys are in an underground basement of the great Djenne Mosque.” Aranaa informed.

” The Djenne Mosque??” Abam said in shock.

” According to history, this place is also known as the University of Timbukutu, a Haven for Muslim scholars.” Aranaa continued.

” Anansewaa has been taken huh??” Aranaa asked as all nodded with sad faces.

” The fact is non of us, stands a chance against the Kingslayers, and these mud prison walls have been created to nullify Ashe. Berima came to me personally to ask for my help for this mission, and he has planned Everything perfectly so we can escape without a fight, or without any of us loosing our lives.” Aranaa told.

” Berima???” Okechuku said as if he’d remembered something.

” The boy who possess the Seventh Eye?? I’ve heard rumors of him, The Captain of the Eight Order, The Reverser of Time, The Child of the Mind, and other Interesting Nickies. He has grown famous in all of Clockwork Shrine.” Okechuku said.

” Yh, I heard he defeated the Head of the Cls in battle, The Saviour of the Shimbra Kura war. This and many other Rumors. I hear he is stronger in the mind than in the body. And the great Ancient legends are under his command.” Senam added.

” It is rumored that you three recruited him.” Senam added as Aranaa, Eda and Abam nodded with some grace.

” So what’s the plan??” Eda asked.

In a strange apartment the Kingslayers gathered as the Masquerader spoke very strange words, strange glowing Nsibidi appearing all over his body. His eyes glowed, and he crossed his legs on the floor, before him was the broken mask of gold suspending, the long, old cracks slowly healing according to every strange word he spoke.

A gust of wind blew around the room, as the slayers only watched with keen eyes. The Strange mask, was completely mended now. And Anansi walked towards it on the Ground after the Masquerader had Forged it once more with his Divine Ashe.

The Mask Appeared to have horns, long bendy horns, and Crystal gems engraved on it. Turquoise energy walked through it, giving the mask a sudden beauty.

Anansi picked it up and on his face he wore the mask as turquoise energy crawled from the mask, onto his very being, glowing symbols of Nsibidi written all over his body, then he beheld, the Seven shards of Time. He saw where each had been hidden. All seven he saw, then he began to laugh happily within the mask, laughing Soo loud, the Kingslayers thought he had gone mad.

“ORO!! YOU ARE TO HEAD FOR GREAT ZIMBABWE, YOU ARE TO HEAD FOR THE YEAR 1400 FOR THE GREAT STATUE OF THE ZIMBABWE BIRD. I LEAVE THE TASK INTO YOUR HANDS

AZIZA YOU ARE TO HEAD FOR GABON FOR THE FANG NGIL MASK OF THE YEAR 1900.

ADZE YOU ARE TO HEAD FOR BENIN 1897 FOR THE AHIANWEN- ORO

STATUE.

URAEUS YOU ARE TO GO TO THE YEAR 1799 FOR THE ROSETTA STONE TABLET OF EGYPT.

TEPE YOU ARE TO GO TO THE YEAR 1890, CAMEROON FOR THE BANGWA QUEEN STATUE.

BEENU YOU ARE TO GO TO THE YEAR OF 1600, GOLD COAST FOR THE GOLDEN STOOL.

TOKOLOSHE YOU WILL HAVE TO GO TO ETHIOPIA THE YEAR 1974, FOR LUCY THE WORLD’S OLDEST HUMAN BONE.

AFTER EACH OF YOU HAVE SUCCEDED YOU SHALL MEET ME IN 2045, GHANA FOR THE RITUAL TO TAKE PLACE, I WILL HEAD FOR 2045, TO MAKE THE PREPARATIONS. THE ORDER OF EIGHT AND CLOCKWORK SHRINE PROVE TO BE A THREAT TO OUR PLANS I MYSELF WILL SLAUGHTER THE SPIES, AND WAGE WAR.” Anansi said with a strange spiritlike voice, then he took of the mask and walked to the cells of the Time Ghost unit.

To his surprise the Prison bars had been smash opened, and the Five waited on him there. In their hands they wielded their water swords, and they sprinted towards Anansi all five of them.

Swinging with skill their water swords left, right, up and down constantly with a pace so fast, the water swords cut through the walls as Anansi kept dodging simply all concurrent attacks. He activated his eye as they all froze at once, non could move. Then he Forged a sword out of His golden Ashe and thrust it through each of them, only realising they were all fake. They were made of Odum.

His heart raged for this was the first time he had been tricked.

All Time Ghost Unit stood from afar as they drew the Nyame Dua symbol activating the huge flower which took them home. But how did they manage to escape from the underground basement.

For out of shock the Mask Forger went along with them, few minutes passed until Aziza discovered that immediately after the Masquerader Forged the mask, he was saved, and his Replica was left behind.

Anansi was raged, his blue eyes shaking, as he assembled his Slayers once more.

” They have escaped.” He said.

” But we still have the locations of the Time Shards. And we shall get our hands on them One by one. Oro is to go first. He will handle the first mission, Time Travel to The Great Zimbabwe for the Elite Zimbabwe mask. The tales have just began Slayers, Your Kingdoms shall reign after the Kente Ritual, may each of you play your parts wisely.” He said, for he had calmed down.

CLOCKWORK PALACE

Aranaa arrived with the Masquerader her great great great great grand father. She brought him before the palace and he looked around as he beheld the numerous number of Clocks on the walls each giving a tick tock sound.

” So you planned to save the Ghost with the help of Aranaa, I see. That was why you were so relaxed, when we told you the Unit was captured.” Ankoye said as all stared at Berima who had his hands fixed into his pockets and his eyes staring at the crystal pool of water in the midst of them.

” Hm! Welcome Mr Mask man ” Berima said with a smile, he had tricked Anansi, And had saved The Mask Forger all thanks to CL. Korkor’s Nature technology.

As Aranaa approached the legends and the Time lord. She bowed before Time Lord Okokroko, gave Berima a stare and took her leave.

” Farewell, Great Grandfather.” She said before leaving.

” We believe you Forged the Masquerader’s edge Mr. Elewe of the Elewe mask Tribe of Yoruba.” Berima said, and the nodded.

” All legends and the Time Elder himself Watched and listened.

” Why did you forget the mask?? For what reason??”

” To find the Time Shards, so I could destroy them. The first time I heard of the Time Shards was from Grandma’s mouth, when I was but a boy. Grandma could vanish from home for days, weeks even years, At first I believed she a witch for I beheld her reforge from the ground one evening as a huge glowing clock symbol appeared in the Middle of our compound.

As I grew, she found out my Masquerader abilities, my ability to access the Ancestral plain and convince a Spirit to help me in battle. She then introduced me to her strange secret life as a Time Walker who travelled through the future and the past.

Grandma never aged, she always looked young and this was what made more men deem her as a witch.

A day came when Grandma Vanished not for days, not for months, but for years, So I seeked the power of the All seeing Spirit to forge a Mask to find her. Through time and space.

And I found her, after I Forged that mask, anytime I activated it, it gave me visions of the Time Shards Forged by the Relic Forgers.” He said.

” Relic Forgers???” Berima said as if he’d come across such a word before.

” Men who possess the hands of the gods at a certain era, these forge and create things with the hands of the gods during the Gold moon.” Anokyr said.

” You are a Relic Forger I see.” Mr.Elewe said as his eyes fell on Anokye.

” You are a Forger??” Shango asked with surprise, the other legends were, except for Berima.

” Yh, he is he Forged the Golden stool.” Berima said.

” So is there any way you can help us, track these relics the Kingslayers are after??” Berima asked.

Mr.Elewe stood for a moment, his eyes fell on the glassy floor as his eyes peeled through the glass down the strange forest under them.

The place was silent, but the clocks still spoke.

” The date of the Timeline depends on you now, Mr.Elewe. those relics have Divine power of the other gods. They need to be kept safe from harms way.”

Berima advised.

” But they are safe. The Senbaria protect them.” He said.

” The Kingslayers see the Senbaria as only raging beasts. Tell us the locations of the relics, and I and my team will Time travel to retrieve them. Time is not on our side Mr.Elewa.” Berima added.

He sat on the glass floor closed his eyes as if meditating right before the legends.

Strange gold glowing tattoos Appeared all over his skin, a gush of wind began to blow all around. Then a strange mask like that of the gold mask Appeared on his face. But this Strange mask only had one horn of diamond, and it’s surface Forged out of Rosewood. With glowing markings all over it.

“I AM ENI, THE SPIRIT OF THE ALL SEEING EYE. YOU ARE THE ONE EVERYONE IS TALKING ABOUT IN THE ANCESTRAL PLAIN I SEE, BERIMA OF THE PRESENT. I HEAR YOU SEEK GUIDANCE TO THE LOCATIONS OF THE TIME SHARDS BOY.

I SHALL HELP. COME CLOSER” The strange spiritlike voice beckoned and Berima did same, he ordered Berima to stretch his arm, and Berima did. That was where he gripped Berima’s Arm and reveal to him the locations of the Time Shards for Berima’s Eye kept the vision of the shards in his eye.

Berima and his legends stood on the crystal clear water. After writing on the water, then suddenly thousands of water hands pulled the legends into it.

They were going to face the Kingslayers once more, this Time for good. A war for the Time Shards begins.

” It has began.” Berima said.

” It has began” Anokye said.

” It has began.” Yaa Asantewaa said.

” It has began.” Tohazie said.

” It has began.” Togbe Tsali said.

“It has began.” Shango said.

“It has began.” Queen Amina said.

“It has began.” Queen Makeda said. And after these words they were pulled into to water of Time.


THE END OF THE TIME WALKERS BOOK SERIES


WRITTEN BY DARIUS KWABENA PARTEY.

Copyright © 2019 by Darius Kwabena Partey

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