Chess is a game of the intellects, it teaches you to think before you act and as long as you follow that rule you will surely overcome. Chess was Augustine's favorite board game of all the distinct board games in the world. He had excelled in chess to the extent that it sent him over seas which opened a door for him to be adopted by American parents. He was only 15 when he won in the world chess championships and this caught the eye of a billionaire childless couple who then offered to take him in since he was coming from an orphanage in Ethiopia. Augustine had had a difficult life before he had become an orphan, his father was a drunk and he always beat up his mother every time he was drunk which was everyday. So when Augustine turned 12 his father beat his mother to death and lied to the police that she had been mugged and beaten up by the thugs. All the years he had grown up watching his mother being abused and was not able to anything about it haunted him everyday of his life and after his mother was murdered something changed inside him, something he knew would never be normal again. A few months after his mother's death that which had changed in him manifested itself. It was on the 26th of December 1986 when it all began.
"Augustine you stupid boy andina kukuudza kuti uchere mvura here iwewe" Coneleus Sala said yelling at him
"I fetched the water papa but you used it all up" he replied shaking standing by the door of their small shack in the high density areas of Budaz
"Nhasi ndokumamisa urimbwa yemunhu" the father said standing up and advancing for Augustine
Augustine fled from him and was chased but the father could not manage to catch up to him. He hid under a bridge which led from their area to another high density area too. Then as he sat there under the bridge his rage began to build up slowly and by the time he started feeling sleepy he had reached a conclusion. He slept under the bridge and woke up somewhere around 1 am in the morning. He got up and went back home, knowing at these hours his father would be sleeping with a prostitute or somebody's wife in their shack. When he got home he found them in the exact position he he wanted. Augustine got in and tied them to the bed as they were asleep, they could not feel any of this because they were extremely drunk and stoned. He had brought with him a herb which when burnt and a drunk person inhales the smoke they become sober. He lit it up and began walking around the bed so that the smoke spreads in the shack. After a while they began twisting and turning and finally opened their eyes. His father first could not see clearly then as the drunkenness faded he began seeing clearly, when he saw Augustine standing at the edge of the bed he tried to pounce on him and thats when he realized he was tied to the bed. He tried to free himself but it was hopeless. The prostitute next to him seeing the knife Augustine held she could do nothing but weep.
"Augustine what is the meaning of this" the father said struggling trying to free himself while the prostitute just weeped
"Good morning Coneleas" he replied sharpening a silver kitchen knife he was holding in his right hand
"Untie me right now" the father demanded
"No no no papa you have inflicted pain upon me all my life now its my turn you know what they say one bad turn deserves another" he said smiling
"Oh please i have done no wrong to you please let me go i will not tell anyone" the prostitute managed to let out some words as an endless fountain of tears trickled down her cheeks
"If you kill us the police will find out" his father said in an attempt to scare him
"Don't worry the state i am going to leave you in you won't even be recognizable" replied Augustine
as he walked to the side of the bed where the prostitute lay then began to softly squeeze her light round fine breast.He then held it by the nipple, pulled it then cut it off. The prostitute screamed in agony and the father watched in horror. No one could hear them because it was Pasa Pasa a special party night, so people were partying and you how it is in low density areas there is so much noise you cant even hear yourself think. She cried as her right breast slowly bled.
"Please i have done no wrong to you, ndokumbiro usandiuraye" she said shaking
Augustine then cut off the other nipple completely ignoring her , he smiled showing how much he enjoyed what he was doing.She screamed so loud it began to irritate him then he slapped her hard it startled his father. Augustine stuffed a cloth in her mouth and slightly smiled as a sign of relief.
"Augustine my son what are you doing" the father said in a trembling voice "i never raised you in this manner" he added
"Wise choice of words, you never raised me papa" he responded "What i am doing to her will never amount to the amount of pain you inflicted on my mother just because of her" he added
He opened her legs leaving her vagina exposed, he tied her left foot against his father's then the right against the the leg of the bed in order to open the legs further.She tried to close her legs but could not and she gave up and weeped so badly for a moment Augustine felt sorry for her. He then began caressing her vagina and inserting his finger into it then pointed the knife at it. She opened her eyes widely and Coneleus begged him to let her go but he ignored
"Right so i believe that, that thing i am pointing at is the reason you beat my mother day in and day out isn't it papa" he said looking at his father with an emotionless expression
"Augustine my son please i am your father" he said trying to negotiate
"I highly doubt were you not the one who beat my mother calling her a prostitute saying i was a bastard, oh yes it was you Coneleas now hush and let me finish what i started" he said then looked at the woman who lay legs open next to his father
" And as for you you destroyed my family because you wanted something inserted inside this cave you call a vagina right?" he said and she shook her head sideways and managed to spit the cloth
"No no please i am sorry" she said crying so badly
"Well do not worry i have got just the thing for you after i insert this trust me you will never want anything inside you ever again ohw wait thats if you make it out alive of which you won't ha ha ha" he said
then began to advance the knife towards her open vagina. She struggled to free herself and tried to close her legs but it was all in vain. Augustine slowly inserted the knife and it cut its way through her genitals causing blood to gush out like it was coming from a tap. She cried in so much agony, the pain was unbearable, she could no longer feel her legs since there was so much concentration of pain in one place. Augustine's father trembled where he lay and in his mind he knew that justice had finally caught up with him. Augustine removed and inserted the knife several times until she stopped crying but just groaned in pain. She began shaking, urinated then died. Augustine smiled then looked at his father who was so scared he could not stop shaking.
"Papa its just you and me now" he said walking to the side his father lay
"Augustine please forgive me i am still your father" he pleaded with tears in his eyes
"My father is in Heaven" he replied then held his father's penis which startled his father and more tears came out of his eyes.
"Augustine please my son please i beg of you spare me please please" he cried pleading for his life
"That which causes you to sin must be cut off so i am not doing you any wrong i am actually helping you papa" he replied then began to slowly cut off his father's penis.
The man yelled for help but no one could hear him, he cried in agony never in his life had he ever felt this amount of pain. When the whole penis was cut off blood splashed from it like it was coming from a fountain then Augustine went out for a few minutes and came back with a red iron bar which was from the fire. His father watched him come but was too weak to even struggle. He lay the bar on the spot where the penis was and it roasted the fresh flesh until the blood stopped coming out. His father groaned in agony, tears trickling down his cheeks
"God will pu puni punish you for th this" his father struggled to speak
"He already punished me when he gave me a father like you" he replied
then went out again and came back with a container with diesel then began pouring it the floor and on the curtains then around the bed. His father just lay there helpless
"Yes papa you see how helpless you feel right now that is exactly what i felt when you beat my mother up everyday in front of my eyes" he said then went to the door and stood looking straight into his father's wet eyes then lit a matchstick he was holding
"Please pass my greetings to my stepmother there next to you i did not get much time with her in this life maybe we shall be together in the next, goodbye papa mufambe zvakanaka" he said then threw the matchstick down and left.
The whole house burst into flames and the flames consumed the curtains first then zinc walls caught heat and the whole room became one big oven. Coneleas was cooked alive in his own home. By the time the flames devoured him he had already died a very painful death.The flames were so vigorous they consumed everything consumable and not an identifiable trace was left except their bones. The local authorities then wrote it down as a fire caused by leaving the candle on at night and sent Augustine to an orphanage where he was taken care of until he was adopted three years later.
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