Unsung Heroes - Meanwhile in Rome...


The last time we saw Maja, she was sitting having coffee with everyone in a cafe in Rome. This is what happens to Maja after that...


Maja silently follows the conversation happening at the table. The last thing she hears is: "Hold that thought, Mike,…" Then something strange occurs. Everything begins to spin. The surroundings twist and turn out of control and yet the table remains in place.

"I think I have a headache. That is causing this. Impaired vision..." Maja thinks to herself.

She decides to solve the problem by shutting her eyes tightly. Surely everything will be back to normal when she opens them up again...

She opens her eyes.

Everything still looks pretty much the same.

Same table.

Same cafe.

Same cappuccino.

However, she is alone at the table. Where did everybody go?

She glances around the area puzzled but decides that it does not matter. She didn't know what she was getting herself into by accepting the invitation.

Maja looks up. "Invitation? Really? I didn't agree to anything. I was just placed here. I was merely summoned and then rejected. It serves me right for making friends with strange characters from Hubpages." Maja thinks out aloud to herself and sighs; "What now?"

There is a shriek coming from the surrounding tables. Three black ninjas appear in front of Maja. One of them tosses the table out of the way, sending Maja's beloved cappucino flying.

"We've come to get you!" One of the ninja's declares.

"Get me? Get me to go where?" Maja is very perplexed by all of this.

"Come with us or we'll have to fight you."

"I guess that's what we'll do then because surrendering to randomly appearing ninjas in Rome doesn't quite seem like a safe plan to me."

Maja stands up and forms her Karate stance. "Let's hope those lessons will pay off."


The fight ensues...

Kicks and punches are thrown everywhere. She holds her position with strengh but the odds appear to be against Maja. The ninjas have her surrounded, as the startled Italians and tourist crowds gasp.

"I'm not giving up"; she says, exasperated.

"Then you'll face the consequences. Ninjutsu is faster than your Karate anyway."

"Oh please..."

Maja is distracted by the insult to her Karate ego caused by the previous comment from the ninja in front of her. She fails to see him signal to one of the others. The other ninja strikes Maja with a blow to the head with one swift kick. In a motion that seems too slow to be likely in reality, she falls head first to the ground.

The kicking ninja asks: "Do you think I got her soft spot?"


One of the spectators, a middle-aged man wearing a red bowling hat, nudges to his less-suspicious looking friend; "Soft spot?"

"Yes. I don't know for sure but I've heard people talking... This Maja chick was bitten by a vampire when she was seventeen. She was only partially cured from the bite. Although she never became one, word has it that she's immortal. She's doomed to look seventeen forever. Nobody knows how old she really is. That and she was also growing at a slow rate when she was an ordinary human. The soft spot of her scull never fully closed."

"That must be nice. I mean, being able to act like a kid forever."

"Oh. I don't think she is acting..."


To everybody's surprise, Maja opens her eyes. It takes her only a second to realise what just happened. She jumps to her feet.

"Alright then. My Karate may not be able to beat you. In fact, I may not be able to defeat you. But... You are no match for... Bogie woman!"

"Maja slips off the leather jacket she arrived in and rips off her clothes, revealing a red and blue spandex suit with the letter "B" imprinted on the chest.


The man in the red bowler hat turns to his friend again. "Bogie woman? That's a little lame, isn't it? What's it even supposed to mean?"

Suddenly, it becomes very cloudy and misty. A voice comes from the clouds. It is a familiar voice...

Bogie woman glances up in astonishment. "Mike? Is that you?"

The voice doesn't answer her. It just starts explaining...

"Bogie woman... Our heroine's birth name is Kelebogile. It means "thank you". Where I come from, they would have shortened it to Bogie. Bogie... Boogie... Bogie woman!"


A collective "aaaahhhh" is sounded by the crowd.

"That's right", says Bogie woman. "Now it's time I used my secret weapon on you!"

"No.... Not the secret weapon. Stop her!" The ninjas shriek in unison. They attempt to run and stop Bogie woman but they don't make it in time.

Bogie woman reaches for her belt and pushes a big yellow button. The music starts playing...


The ninjas freeze in position when the button is pressed. As the music starts, they begin to dance. The crowd follows them and soon the entire street is filled with people dancing as if their feet were hypnotized.


The crowd boogies on down in a merry fashion. Everybody is dancing. Nobody is immune to Bogie woman's spell.

Soon they're all chanting. "Got to keep on dancing... Keep on dancing..."

The clouds are also moving. One can make out a figure bobbing it's head to the music.

Everybody is lost in the ongoing euphoria... The ninjas become the centre of attention as they break dance to the music.


The song begins to fade with the ongoing chanting. Bogie woman has disappeared from the scene. As the music gets softer and softer, so does the roar of a motorcycle that can be heard descending into the horizon...


© Maja Dezulovic 2011

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kallini2010 5 years ago from Toronto, Canada

"Patience, Iago!" (A line from the animated film "Aladdin")

I guess I am the first one to read the next chapter (while working on the next chapter (growling, rrrrrrrr!!!)).

You have surprised me, Mademoiselle Ninja, oops, Maja!

So, you have left on a that motorcycle of yours, but you left your jacket. And your shadow. I was planning to call your shadow "Bogie Woman", but now I have to come up with something else.

I am very pleased that my humble story has an offspring. It is just like a little seed that grows to be a beautiful tree (you can decide what tree). I like to think that it is a maple (even though, to me, a maple is male. That is Russian way of thinking, objects are half-animated by their gender. I like sorb as well, it is a she).

She has beautiful red berries and birds eat them all winter. They are bittersweet. Or maybe "kalina" - guelder-rose. What can be more becoming?

Guelder-rose, Donna Rosa, Kalina, kallini... I am going somewhere else, like Bogie woman on a motorcycle.

Yes, Maja, I apologize, it takes me too long to write and the second part of the 3rd chapter was written, only to be re-written again. (I was going to adjust the summary for the 3rd chapter as well, but my story..., but it fits my theories perfectly well).

I am working on it. If your imagination takes flight - go fly!

Just let me know the next time, so we can co-ordinate. Now it is a joint effort. How nice.


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Majadez 5 years ago from Johannesburg, South Africa Author

Svetlana... Sorry but when my imagination is left dormant for too long, it starts to create things. I guess waiting and the ideas in my head just put together a story. Then I just had to write it. The writing process is usually very fast for me. It is the thinking that preceeds it that takes some time.

So, I left behind my jacket and shadow. The devil is in the details, after all. Let's wait and see what you do with them. Boogie Woman? Bogie woman? Or something else...? It's up to you.

I will wait this time. Now that my mind has spat this out, it is working on other projects. More than enough time for you to take your time...

Can it be a jitterbug tree? See, I'm thinking in music now...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TUQSLyGlw7U

I should sleep now... I'm exhausted... From fighting ninjas and what not, you know. ;)


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kallini2010 5 years ago from Toronto, Canada

Maja, what you have done was very interesting. You see yourself, your reflection in my story, I see my reflection in your story and so they become two mirrors in front of each other. The story lives for as long as it is read or remembered.

I did not have a chance to explain all my theories - even why the series are called "Unsung Heroes" in the first place.

But such is life, you cannot wait forever. Besides, as I said, last week could have been my last week. So,...

However, knowing that my characters might run away... I would like to know... But let me finish the next part - we will navigate from there.

Yes, I have seen that you published a lot - but I apologize I did not have a chance to read.

I arrived to read "Your Flying Hub" with a glass of wine (the suggestive command, Mike put it in my head) ready... and I was abducted by aliens. Ninjas. In my own story.


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Majadez 5 years ago from Johannesburg, South Africa Author

Uf! I cannot sleep! I don't know why...

I promise to let you know next time I decide to play around with your characters. This time it was very impulsive and unplanned. It just flowed out of me.

At least it worked well in surprising you. It was a good surprise, I hope...

The characters may die,run away, whatever... But they are merciless to our will. I'll wait and see what you do to me and Bogie woman before I intervene again. I'll await your go ahead. ;)

As for my hubs... I know you will read then when the time is right. Something was not right when you tried to read "Flying" for the first time. When the time comes, you'll be driven back to it.

Back to trying to fall asleep...


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kallini2010 5 years ago from Toronto, Canada

Maja, I am in between other things. So I will give a better response later. There are too many coincidences with my "Trip to Italy".

Yesterday as I was re-writing the next chapter the last part was:

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- Dolores: Oh, would you stop! Who cares what I write or what I wear? Madame Butterfly there is doing what he wants (she wants), you are supposed to do what I write you to do, but you are sitting here pontificating, moralizing and refusing making any sense.

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She was making the point that even though she might be the author, but her characters hijack the story and she is only a typist.

Ask, Mike, it was what we discussed yesterday.

Of course, I liked it that at least one person was inspired enough to write, to take the story further. I am not about "THIS IS MINE". No, it is all about the life of the story. And you captured the essence and you kept the spirit and I have a feeling that I have one follower. I have someone who listened, took it to heart to take it further.

My request to let me know in the future is simply a practical concern. You see how many times I tend to re-write "ready to go" articles.

I hope you can sleep and fly in that sky.


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mckbirdbks 5 years ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

Hello Majadez. A Roman Interlude. High octane cappuccino. And Bogie woman. A star is born! "A voice comes from the clouds. It is a familiar voice...", that's rich. I am pleased that I was able to make the slightest of contributions. Even the previous comments add richness to your Hub. Thanks for the smile.


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Majadez 5 years ago from Johannesburg, South Africa Author

Svetlana... We're running 2-3 conversations at the same time again...

I'm pleased you feel I captured the essence, especially since I didn't think about it. It just flowed...

We can write one together in future. That should be interesting. I miss exchanging creative energy with other people on a project. Although I do it on other projects, not so much in writing...

Anyway, good luck to you! I can't wait to read the next installment. ;)


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Majadez 5 years ago from Johannesburg, South Africa Author

MCK? Is that you? I can't seem to tell these days... ;)

No contribution is big or small. It is simply a contribution. The shortest and slighest influence can have the biggest impact. At least, that has been one of my lessons.

Thank you to you for naming our heroine. You created the monster (Bogie Woman) and I just brought her to life. We'll see what happens now... (dramatic pause)

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