Unveiled Intentions

"Lilith bent over in front of the President, staring him in the eye. "Could you bring up the Head of the Army?" The president laughed. "Well, yes, I can, but you may not be able to control him as easily as me." Lilith frowned, for she hated being looked down upon by the human race. "It was a request, remember your family is still in this house," the President started to sweat as he sent out a message to him and an unknown number. Lilith noticed this and asked, "who's the other person?" The president, shivering inside, replied, "oh, just the network services." Lilith, who hadn't come to the human world for some time, believed without thinking much of it.

A few moments passed, and a man staggering at 7ft, built from top to bottom with a scar going from his nose through his right eye, while wearing a green army uniform with the Egyptian flag on his shoulder came in. "President, you called for me, make it snappy. I was enjoying a match between the elephant and a pack of lions I caught and put in a cage to fight to death." This made Lilith wonder if this man was normal, but she didn't care; she was confident in herself if not her, then Alfred would do the honors.

"I called for you because I will need your Army to wage war on the Nigerians," the man made a face. "President, are you high again? Even if we multiplied our Army by ten times, we would lose. But the president wasn't backing down from his first statement; after all, his kids were on the line. 'Abdul, as the President, you have no right to question my authority. It is I who say, and you who do.'"

Abdul was the name of the giant, and Abdul didn't seem to be smiling at the moment because Abdul would never send his men to a hopeless war; he saw his men as his brothers. "Mr. President, it's either you kill me here, or I die because I can see that the two things have something to do with this." Lilith smiled when she heard this, but it wasn't a smile of joy; it was a smile of anger and hatred because why would a lowly human call her the first woman to exist throughout the earth, hell, and heaven a thing? She proceeded to walk towards Abdul, looking up to him as her eyes glowed pink, releasing a fog of pink gas, but Abdul's instinct took over as he quickly stopped breathing. "Lady with the bushes, or should I say slut? Such sad abilities won't work on me, for I have been trained to break the limits of the human body, meaning I could hold my breath for seven hours straight," Lilith smiled. "Alfred, baby, take care of him." She proceeded to sit down on the president's lap. "Enjoy the show because Mr. Abdul will become my minion today."

Alfred stood up from the dining chair while keeping a distance away from him, speaking with a deep British accent, "Dear good sir, madam here said I should beat you to a pulp so you worship and do madam's bidding." Abdul laughed. "Mr. President, you let a colonizer control you in the 21st century; that's sad. Well, I guess I'll save you as usual." Mr. Abdul summoned gauntlets that covered his hands as he rushed towards Alfred and sent a punch that sent sound waves, shattering all the glasses in the mansion. But Alfred, with a straight face, jumped over Abdul elegantly while dusting the dust off his shoulder. "Please, black monkey, don't dirty my suit; it's handmade." Alfred brought a black walking stick as he murmured, "Chaos Magic Inverse." After Alfred said this, he walked straight to Abdul. "Give it your best shot, sir." Abdul was pissed off as he murmured, "Sun God Fist, Shining Blow." His fists shined so bright that those in the room couldn't see, but this made the president happy since the last time he saw this ability, an army of twenty thousand ability users died.

As the punch connected to the unfazed Alfred, Mr. President smiled until he heard Lilith laughing, "Did you really think this overgrown monkey, who possibly inhales steroids daily, could touch my Alfred?" All of a sudden, Abdul was on the floor with blood dripping from his mouth while his eyes were white since his consciousness was gone at the moment. Alfred went back to his seat at the dining table while dusting his suit and crossing his legs. The president was confused, so Lilith smiled while explaining what occurred. "You, my lovely president, what you just witnessed was Alfred's most basic but most powerful magic, an ability that inverts any damage given to him back to the sender, as long as certain criteria are fulfilled."

This is when it dawned on the president that the only person saving him is the unknown number he sent a message to; he just prays the person gets the message. Lilith rubbed his head. "Don't worry; we won't kill you yet until we have used you enough. Now the plan is to unite at least three out of the big four in Africa to attack Nigeria at once; this will make it easier to get our targets, Alfred, by distracting them with war, and then catching the two awakened."

Back in Nigeria, Lagos, Towlex College, Ozordikwe was searching for something in his drawer with urgency until he came across a small Nokia 3510. "Found it," he said as he went to messages and saw a message from an unknown number. "Angel Michael, Lilith, EGYPT, coming to war Nigeria, help." Ozordikwe already knew who sent the message since only a few people on earth knew his true name, but his main concern was Lilith. He didn't know who that was, but he was sure it was bad news, and the bad news would cause war between Egypt and Nigeria possibly; he will have to investigate more. "Michael, my nephew, it seems they may already be looking for you, be safe. As for you, my Egyptian brother, I'm coming."