Abel Magia & The Two Apprentices

Chapter 3 - A Rebellious Rogue

16 years later in Letterkenny.

It had been a glorious summer and today was no different. the sun is out glowing and radiating its warmth all around, and there is not a cloud in the sky, truly a magnificent day to be alive. It is a busy Saturday afternoon, in the market centre. In the midst of all this multifarious activity, traders and customers have come from all over the county, to buy or to sell or what most did simply exchange goods. There are many market stall canopies, each with a different striped colour, white being prominent amidst red, green and blue. Vendors were selling all sorts, whatever you hoped to find, you would probably find it here. 

The noise was deafening, with various vendors yelling out, "buy this, buy that, special offer here, going in a bit." All this commotion would leave one with a headache.

"Ge ba here ya thief" yelled a rough travellers voice, in among the crowd. A member of the travelling community renowned in the city he is big John McDonagh. Big John is in his mid-thirties with a boxers nose, all squished in against his face obviously he has had it busted several times before. Again he called out in a husky voice "Ge ba here". He was kind of big, big being an understatement, when you saw his huge hairy belly, hanging over his tattered trousers. If there ever was a crime for killing fashion Big John was very much culprit.

He was just after being mugged, by a young scoundrel who goes by the street name Skhulz, he ladies and gentleman is our main protagonist. Skhulz is in his late teens, he is tall and for his age surprisingly broad-shouldered, with a mop of shaggy dark hair and solemn brows that were offset by a boyish, cheeky grin. His eyes are his most intense feature, green like precious emeralds, he is the perfect man to meet.  He wears his green combat pants, which had more pockets in them, then he knew what to fill them with. He was running as fast as he could with a brown wallet in hand.

The traveller was in hot pursuit of Skhulz. Again he bellowed "Ge ba here." Skhulz was running as fast as he could. He hustled and bustled through the packed market. He was Knocking into various folk, all of whom were annoyed by this rapscallion of a lad, as well as this hefty beach whale coming from behind him. Skhulz ran out the entrance straight past two guards.

"Oi" one of the guards called out. Skhulz paid him a quick glance but did not stop running. He ran straight out of the market looking over his shoulder to see if he had evaded the angry traveller but big John was sticking to him like glue all be it a few feet away. When this big guy wanted to move swiftly he could and for such a hefty fellow he was rather nimble on his feet. Skhulz darted across the road dodging oncoming traffic, the hoot of a horn being an angry driver who had to break speedily as Skhulz slid across the bonnet. 

"Watch it" he called out.

Again Skhulz looked behind him and still big John was on his trail. Skhulz then turned right and ran up, a very steep hill. Now Skhulz could hear the faint cry of "get ba here". Skhulz was hoping this steep hill would halt big John. Skhulz kept on running his plan to evade big John had worked for the traveller could not run any-more.

When Skhuilz reached the top of the hill, he looked back and saw big John had given up his pursuit and was walking back in the direction of the market. Lost him Skhulz thought Thank fuck. Skhulz was now on the main street, this was the longest street in Ireland and it was a pedestrian only zone. 

Skhulz then walked on and blended into the crowd. As he walked he heard the sound of a man singing and a guitar being strung this got louder and louder the closer he got to the square. Skhulz had just reached the Square where he met a group of friends the boys and girls were in the same year as him at school. They were sitting on the steps of the square listening to the man play guitar. Skhulz looked at his guitar case and noticed he had accumulated quite a lot of money These teens/young adults age varied from 15 to 21, they all wore loose clothing, che Guevara shirts, leather or denim jackets and the sort the girls wore short skirts and tights and tank tops. They were labelled "freakers" by others, mostly by the shams. Freakers were into their rock music and smoked dope all day every day. 

The most popular topic of discussion being why the world was so messed up? Why indeed thought Skhulz. America and Russia are on the brink of a fourth world war. 

"Skhulz" the freakers said in unison.

"Sup" Skhulz, Jay said. Smoking a roll up. Jay was in many of the same classes as Skhulz when they were at school. Both had decided to take a year out instead of going to college or get a job.

"Hi guys," Skhulz said. "So what's new?"

"Ah not much, we were just talking about whether there is going to be a fourth world war or not. Both the Russian and American presidents are still disputing the middle east after the fall of Islamic State. I mean, why don't they just give power back to the people instead of splitting up the lands."

"It's a conundrum all right," one of the girls said.. 

"Fuck America and fuck Russia" Skhulz said aggressively. 

"Don't let them hear you say that, one of the blokes said.

"Ya, they probably have you bugged or something and have sent a bomber to blow you up." the girls began laughing and again they cursed America and Russia. 

"I tell ya, Europe will be the next continent to fall and be split up between America and Russia. wait until you see." One of the men said

"It seems to be going that way." The guy playing guitar said

"I'm more worried about the Eastern alliance Russia and China" 

"Not to mention North Korea, with there in human treatment of it populous and still testing the H-bomb it's sick"

"That fucking kamikaze state" one of the chicks said

  "Well what can we do," Skhulz said who looked at the time on his phone "I got to head. You going to Clints later?"

"Yea you might see us there." the guy playing guitar said

"Great ill see ya there then," Skhulz said goodbye to his freaker friends and they said goodbye to him. Not far from the square was a local tavern called McGinlys. This was where Skhulz was heading, for some light refreshment after being chased.That was the rebelios rogue  

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