He had just released a million of them, exposing them to the battle zone, arming them to the teeth and she had left them with just the prize! What prize? The golden egg! Anyone who wins the battle takes the egg. Why in the world would millions fight for an egg? Well, it was also called the egg of life! They believe they had existed only for the egg, once any of them gets to the egg, the fight is over and gone are they into the world of no return.
Zaggar had to win he thought to himself, this wasn’t just a race, and it was a battle, battle of life and death! He had waited for such a day and as he was leaving the tunnel where they had been locked for so many years, he had emptied his entire arsenal which he developed with time. He had faithful allies too, they must help him win and they had decided to sacrifice their own lives for him as he had sworn to dedicate his victory to them wherever they are.
First it started as a race, a race to reach the golden egg first but as expected it was going to turn bloody because none would want another to win. Zaggar had left on a speed of light but the location of the egg wasn’t something he would reach like that! He had to deal with his running mates; he had to make sure he kick them out of the race or even get their vehicles down. He had a special bullet proof powered vehicles endowed with machine guns both in front and at the back. He must make sure he aim well before shooting in front so as to ensure he don’t miss the target and hit the egg (he thought so) but at the back he would shoot carelessly and get anyone on sight down… That was the plan even if it was his men that go down they were willing to do it for their boss!
The roads weren’t smooth like the ones we find in Gameloft’s Ashphalt. It had serious bumps and their world isn’t anything like where we live in. Zaggar had drove through the sharp bend, he didn’t see it coming on time but he managed to hold on strong to the steering, his body was almost touching the ground and it would be a disaster if it happens! He might just die, and if that happens, his years of practice and dreams of getting to the golden egg are gone.
Why the rush for the egg? Growing up, Zaggar and the entire beings in their world would always visit the national field for readings from the Book of Purpose; this book was the most treasured material in the Zoa Nation, therein contained the only reason for their existence! They exist only for the egg, none of them had seen the egg and the description of the magical egg is what gets them excited and ready for the race. So, anyone who gets to the egg is considered one who has fulfilled purpose.
The golden eggs are located in a different planet that could only be accessed through the tunnel and they too had lived their lives waiting for their savior to come. They are many but only the matured ones could be won in each race. Sometimes, some would shrink, die and melt away into nothingness, sometimes they would see warriors coming and they all die on the way. This time, the news of the race had reached them and the matured ones had gotten ready for the show off! They are golden eggs indeed, dressed in their most attractive regalia like royalties sitting in wait for the warrior to come. The sound was getting closer, to them it isn’t scary, it is a sound of victory and the befitting warrior could even have as much egg as his strength would carry. Now, that is the part unkown to Zaggar, his men and his rivals… The Book of Purpose has deliberately hidden the secret from them!
Zaggar had successfully outrun the entire racers except for Haddam who was closely behind him. Haddam had a very sophisticated vehicle which he developed himself over the years. Zaggar didn’t feel threatened by Haddam’s trail behind him because Haddam is one of his men. Haddam had promised to always maintain his speed behind him and try distracting their opponents. But right now, Haddam had one fear. They had almost win, he would watch Zaggar break forth into the egg zone restricted only to one person who gets there before others and he would watch Zaggar have the golden egg, then his own strengths will leave him and he fade away into a world of no return.
“Was I made to serve Zaggar? Is that my purpose?” He thought hard as he maintained his speed. Zaggar was beginning to feel uncomfortable too, he was having his own fears and he doesn’t know why that fear keeps coming. There is no one in sight anymore and he doesn’t know why he feels that Haddam would betray him. Haddam joined his team very late, Haddam had being self dependent for years, he was self made and had his own factory where he produced his vehicle and weapons. Zaggar wasn’t the only one who had team, there were various other teams and these teams all wanted Haddam to be part of them. When Haddam reached out to Zaggar who had the most advanced and well trained crew, Zaggar felt blessed, he was wowed that Haddam had to come himself and because he wouldn’t want to scare Haddam away, he gave Haddam the highest position, to be his closest knight. Unlike Zaggar, he didn’t subject Haddam to training, inspect his own lab and see if Haddam had conformed to his own rules. Unknown to him, Haddam was the ‘baddest’ engineer Zoa Nation had ever produced in their own generation and Haddam had some formulas nobody had ever dreamed of having. That was more reason Haddam didn’t want to form a team, he wouldn’t want his secret formula to be decoded.
The road sign read “one minute to the egg zone”, Zaggar was thinking fast but Haddam seemed to have had his plans before hand. Zaggar had pressed the missile button and before the missile shield would open, Haddam had activated flying mode. It was the most beautiful sight Zaggar had seen in his life as Haddam’s vehicle soared into the sky, missing the missile and surpassing Zaggar’s vehicle. In a twinkle, Haddam had broken into the egg zone. He was super excited, it was a beautiful sight, more beautiful than Book of Purpose had ever described. Zaggar’s vehicle had halted to a stop right in front of the egg zone, he couldn’t drive further. “Haddam betrayed me” he sighed “but I have seen just enough… Maybe, I am fulfilled. A flying vehicle and a glimpse of the egg zone”
Haddam could see more than one golden egg; the book never said that too! He was supposed to kiss the egg! Yes, that is what the entire battle was for, to kiss the egg and not to take the egg back to Zoa Nation. No one has ever left the Zoa nation and returned. With utmost excitement, Haddam kissed one, kissed another, kissed another and kissed yet another! Four! Four egg! It was a super win!

“Mr. and Mrs. Clarence… Follow me to the office I’ve got amazing news for you” Dr. Peters announced to the couples. He maintained the smile on his face, holding strong to a brown envelope and maintaining an ordered step to the office. Mrs. Clarence held her husband’s hand as they followed the doctor, for some moment Mr. Clarence was just observing the walking steps of Dr. Peters
“Do they also teach walking steps in medical school?” He joked and laughter rented the air. At least, Mrs. Clarence needed that comic relief, she wasn’t feeling very strong.
They had gotten to the office; the Doctor went to the windows and drew them open “let’s have some fresh air, it is healthy. Many wouldn’t agree with me though” he smiled turning to look at the already seated couples. They were used to what Nigerians call “initial gragra” of the doctor. Mrs. Clarence is a Nigerian who had left for the States some years back to study Public Administration under scholarship and finally fell in love with a white man. Dr. Peters had been their family doctor for some years now since they got married.
“The Peters… What if the good news is that after years of wanting to have a child she finally got pregnant of a baby girl?” Dr. Peter announced
“Are you saying my wife is pregnant?” He asked in excitement, tears were already rolling down his wife’s cheeks “I don’t care if it is a girl… She is my baby after all!”
“Hold on… that is not the news” Dr Peters smiled “the news is… Your wife is having four babies right there in her womb, two ladies, two gentlemen”
That was when the African-ness of Mrs. Clarence got activated! She got up and started dancing to the tune of a song only her ears were hearing. Both males watched her dance; their faces were beaming with smile and Mr. Clarence boasted “that is the queen I married… My African Queen. It has been a tough fight!”
“Congratulations Mr. Peters… Make sure she is exposed to adequate health care. Four babies… That was a big fight and big victory! Congratulations once again”
They kept watching her dance with designs of joyful tears running down her beautiful cheeks.



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