“I am contesting with Hannah David”.Helen repeated with a voice that could melt the most hardened rock, a voice that can cure insanity, a Voice that can make the whole world to seat idle for a millennium just to hear her sing. She stood close to the Head Teacher who was later drifted into reality by Helen's voice as Hannah could be seen in a surprised expression wondering what Hannah could be up to with a countenance filled with undiluted fear. “OK, challenged accepted let the contest begin”.the head-Teacher finally said and Helen walked down heading for the pool followed steadily by Hannah. The bell jingled instantly the moment they got to the pool and they dived swiftly into the water. I was praying in my mind for Helen not to lose, even though I knew she will lose I still had a little faith. I open my eyes widely staring at the pool when the unimaginable happened Helen is seen moving at the speed of lightning in the Water without any splash signifying anyone swimming unlike Hannah whose water is splashing out signifying someone in rush in the water, nothing could be seen which could signify a swim except the presence of Helen skin which could be seen emanating brightly from the blue water. In a twinkle of an eye when Hannah was still seen close to the starting line, Helen raised her head from the finished line, and an outburst of cheering amazingly sounded everywhere including I, Prisca, Victor, and Nina who were shouting on the top of our voices and the final bell was sounded which signify a winner and also drifted Hannah head from the Water wondering why the bell was sounded but became extremely shocked drifting for air as she saw Helen seating on the final line.

In the middle of a jungle never heard of being inhabited by a man stood a tall building, not just a tall building but environs of buildings. Trees could be seen harboring animals like snakes of different species, Monkeys could also be seen jumping from tree to tree happily so also squirrels. On one of the buildings was a Zone, call it the Zone of the Fittest. In a room located at the extreme top of one of the large buildings, stood a multitude of skilled fighters all dressed in a black jacket and trousers. In front of the crowd is a man putting on a suit and beside him stood another young man who was dressed like the other fighters but not standing with them. Fittest is an institute specialized in the training of secret spies and Crimefighters, it is located in the isolated part of Downhill City, somewhere that can be best referred to as a Jungle. Zone of the Fittest is filled with different kinds of buildings, each building serves a purpose and is different units from the others. In the middle of the environs stood a sculptured Mark, it is the same mark on most of the buildings in The Fittest, The mark of the Fittest. ” You are not to be seen here again, from now onward, you seize to be part of us,” The man in the suit said to the young man standing beside him, his voice reverberated in the hall. The young man gradually pulled his uniform, he was wearing another piece of clothing underneath. Some guards came forward and seized him by the hand, he turned back to look at the man in a suit as tears fell down his eyes, he was carried out of the hall building and taken outside where his bags and baggage had been neatly arranged, he carried them sorrowfully and left the jungle. ” This should serve as a warning to you all, anyone of you caught in the act of stealing, will share the same fate as he,” The man in suit said and walked away from the hall leaving the fighters, he is Sir Christopher, the king of justice.

After approximately an hour of aimless walking, I arrived at our residence. Recently, strolling has become my second interest, and you would be hard pressed to find me at home at 5 p.m. My heart raced as I walked into the home, my head seemed larger than usual, and I felt dizzy. I thought to myself, "Something is certainly wrong someplace." I'd only felt that way twice before, and those are the occasions I'd rather forget. I went into my room and saw nothing unusual, so I instantly headed to my father's room, where I received the shock of my life. For a few seconds, I stood there, frozen to the ground, mouth agape, starring at the man I recognized as my father. I couldn't understand why, out of all the pot-bellied men on the planet, I was destined to answer this man's surname. The reason I still refer to him as "dad" is a mystery to me. I dashed out of his room and was already crying when I entered the sitting room. The b—-h came running out a few minutes later, afraid I'd do something, but I wasn't after her. Memories of recent events flooded my head, and I had to rapidly quench them. I heard my father's footsteps approaching and hurriedly dried my eyes, not wanting him to see my tears. As he marched into the sitting room, he asked, "Who gave you the authority to come into my bedroom without knocking?" I took a step forward and faced him. 'I knew you didn't love my mother because you made it clear, but bringing someone else to her bedside only two weeks after she died...' 'You definitely deserve a trophy,' I said coldly.