Mr bala was known as the wealthiest man in all of Kanjo town, but rather than bless and empower his community with his wealth, he was more of a tyrant, taking slaves from the poor families to work on his several acres of land, some of the lands were also forcefully taken from the poor, paying them peanuts in return, he was also fond of marrying girls at their tender age, worst still, their families couldn't say no to him, while some were out of greed, the others were out of fear, speaking or going against Mr Bala meant you were ready to disappear as others who did in the past.
The authorities were under his command as he had them on a steady pay, even more than what they earned from the government. The community had no choice but to endure his oppression for years; most have even given up on the hope that their town would once again enjoy the freedom and equality it once had.
Aisha, a young and beautiful maiden with a fiery spirit had also been a victim of Mr Bala's attrocities, she had been only two when Mr Bala made his intentions known to her parents, he was going to get married to her as soon as she clocks 12, this made her eldest brother furious that he angrily cussed and threw Mr Bala and his men out of his father house, against the treble plea from his parent, an action he had to pay dearly for.
They had gone to the farm as usual the next day, he and his parents, but never returned. There were hushed rumors of what had happened to them. Bala men took them to the underground; their eyes and actions said it all, but no one dared say anything
And Aisha was forced to grow up at her uncle's house, missing the love and care she once received from her parents and brothers. Her uncle was the greedy type and couldn't wait for her to clock 12 years so he could give her away to Mr Bala, and also receive a few plots of land and gifts in return.
As her 12th birthday closed in, her uncle's behavior became even more annoying than he was before. He would often glance at her with a mixture of greed and excitement, which made her disgusted and angry. She knew that she was running out of time.
One night, she slipped quietly out into the dark. Her uncle had gotten himself drunk in excitement, hoping to come by wealth soon through his niece.
As soon as she made her way through the main entrance, she ran as fast as her feet could carry her, into the dark and away from the town she had known all her life. she had once eavesdropped on a conversation between some women in the market, about some women warrior/rebels, who stayed in the mountains outskirt and far away from her city. They were not only strong, they were gifted with superpowers too, which is why no other town dared to mess with them.
She had wished for no other thing than to become a part of them, ever since she came by the information, and someday get her parents and brother released and back home; she hoped they were still alive.
Indeed, she found them in the mountains after weeks of walking and hardly stopping for any rest; their appearance was fearful, but Aisha's heart was fiercer. After listening to her heartbreaking story, they welcomed her to join them, and she quickly became an integral part of their team. Her knowledge of the city and its inner workings proved ved valuable, as they had already heard rumours of the ongoing tyranny.
The head of the women warrior was Amira, was an intelligent and powerful skilled fighter, and Abida, her second in command, was also a charismatic leader with a vision for a better future for all women. There was also Aliyah, quiet but deadly maiden, as she also had a score to settle against Mr. Bala; her family had also disappeared mysteriously after a fallout with him.
Amina trained for years with them; her pain and determination to bring justice to her town saw that she completed each stage swiftly.
"You are ready," Amira said behind her firmly, as she placed her palm on Amina's shoulder, "And so are we."
Those were the words she had been waiting to hear since the day she set foot here. She looked back and nodded in agreement.
The day for judgment came, and the warrior women poured into the streets, echoing chants of freedom. Mr. Bala's men were caught off guard, and the rebels quickly gained the upper hand. Aisha, with Amira and Aliyah by her side, took over Mr. Bala's mansion, determined to bring him to justice.
The men tried to use their powers on them, but the women were stronger and brought every one of them down, and now they were face to face with Mr. Bala. He sneered at Aisha, but she could see through him, the fear in his eyes.
"You think you're a hero?" he taunted. "You're just a foolish little girl." Aisha smiled, her eyes flashing with determination. "I'm not a hero," she said. "I'm just the beginning. And you, Mr. Bala, are the end of an era".
The underground prison was found, and the imprisoned were set free. Many families reunited with their loved ones. Amina saw her father and brother again.
"Where is mum?" she asked, but the lost look on their faces gave her the answer she didn't hope for. They all cried as they embraced each other.
Mr. Bala's tyranny was brought to an end, the women warrior took over the authority system, restoring peace and order, taking out the corrupt ones, and once again the people were set free and lived without fear.
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