The Dark Passenger

I ran into some problems during the third term of my SS 1, the SS 3 students were writing their final exams and didn't have enough influence as before so the SS 2 students with their new found influence started flexing and for someone like me who didn't pay homage to them bad things were bound to happen. Before the SS 2 boys took over I was assigned to a new room at the corner of the block, this room was surrounded with trees giving it a dark gloomy look. This room had no occupants so I was free to do what I wanted with the room before other students were assigned.

I created various hidden stashes in the room to hide contrabands. One Friday afternoon one of the juniors Nick who was one of my couriers was stopped by two SS 2 boys who frisked him and collected the ten thousand naira he was to bring to me(naira is my country's currency). The also beat him up seriously that he had to go to the sick bay and obviously he couldn't snitch to the school authorities but when he told me the people that did that to him I saw red. Since I started my little organisation all I did was to move weed and foodstuffs in school, I had never been violent but I already knew that time would come when I had to step up so I reached out to thee of my classmates who worked with me . This guy's were strong and had pent up anger against the SS 2 boys because they couldn't fight back in public . So at midnight we moved to the room of the two SS 2 boys Jay and Chiji, one of my boys, a junior was a their roommate so getting into the room was easy . The two guys we came to meet were just sleeping peacefully when we Yanked them out of bed and put a bag over their heads before stomping the shit out of them . During the whole encounter they couldn't see the face of their assailants. So after beating them to satisfaction we made them show us where the money was and it turned out that they would usually steal from junior students and use the money to buy their girlfriends gifts . After our escapade that night it was as if something woke up inside of me , the violence of that night was exhilarating and I wanted more . My craving was satisfied when one evening while I was strolling someone pushed me into an empty room and as you have guessed there were five SS 2 guys in that room waiting I already knew what time it was and I knew that begging them would be pointless so I braced for impact. When these guys stated hitting me I realised that maybe just maybe I could put the fear of God in them so I grabbed one of them and started hitting him as hard as I could even as the others were hitting and kicking me I did not relent I kept pummeling the fools face . At first they thought that I would pass out from the beating but when they saw that I was still bashing their friends face with my fists , they panicked and tried prying me off of the guy who's face was already swollen but no it was like I was a deranged mad man laughing as I kept striking my first down . By the time I was done there was just silence in the room, I was standing over a boys bloodied body while his friends stood in the corner frozen in fear and I loved I haven't taken drugs before but I felt high on the fear in their eyes.

They knew that they couldn't report me afterall I was defending myself and they couldn't jump me again because they were afraid that I would just pick out one person again so they let me be . Sure I was bruised it even felt like I broke a rib but I was happy,it was my first step in commanding fear. Sure I was respected by my juniors and my classmates but I enjoyed the look of fear I wanted to feel the thrill once again.