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▸ DAUGHTERS OF WAR GRAPHIC NOVEL FULL

Courage Against Bullets

In 1955 Dahomey, an elderly woman named Sika recounts her life story to her grandchildren, revealing her past as one of the famed Agojie warriors. The narrative flashes back to the late 19th century, following a young Sika and her friends, Kemi and Afi, as they are conscripted and forged into elite soldiers. They are plunged into the brutal reality of the Franco-Dahomean wars, facing a technologically superior French army that includes the formidable Foreign Legion. Through devastating battles and profound personal loss, Sika witnesses the fall of her kingdom but survives to carry its true history, finally passing the story to a new generation and reclaiming their heritage from the colonial narrative.

From the ambush at the supply column to the final stand at Cana, Sika, Kemi, and Afi fight alongside Sena and Nawi through a series of devastating battles against the disciplined French Legion, their modern rifles cutting down Dahomean warriors in wave after wave of futile charges. At Dogba, the Agojie watch helplessly as their fallen sisters burn on French pyres, their names spoken into the night to deny the enemy the power to erase them. Through Poguessa, Adégon, and Akpa, the three friends learn that courage cannot pierce bullets, that thirst yields to rain, and that every tactical answer they find, the French already possess another. At Cana, the final earthworks crumble under artillery fire and relentless volleys, and as the surviving Agojie retreat into the jungle toward the narrow path that leads to Abomey, Afi turns to face the advancing Legion alone—her sword raised, her defiance absolute—buying precious seconds for Sika and Kemi to escape as French rifles turn toward her solitary figure emerging from the smoke.

Historical FictionAmerican ComicsEnglish16 pages
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CHARACTERS

Legionnaire

protagonist

Nema

supporting

A young Dahomean woman in her late teens to early twenties, serving as an Agojie warrior. She has dark brown skin, short natural hair, and sharp, alert eyes reflecting focus and determination. Nema wears the distinctive uniform of the Agojie: a wrapped cloth skirt in indigo and earth tones secured at the waist, a fitted sleeveless tunic or chest wrap in natural linen, and leather arm cuffs. She carries a musket and wears a leather belt with a sheathed machete. Her build is lean and athletic, honed by rigorous warrior training. She bears minor scars on her forearms from past combat. During the retreat sequence, she moves with urgency and purpose, her posture commanding as she directs other warriors toward safety, showing both physical strength and natural leadership despite her youth.

Fatu

protagonist

Mother of te Children, elegant , educated slim and motherly

French marine

protagonist

Sika

protagonist

As a young West African woman in the 1890s, Sika is tall and long-legged with a lean, developing warrior's build, dark skin, and tightly coiled black hair. She wears the simple cotton wrapper or tunic of an Agojie recruit, often armed with a musket and a short sword. As 'Nana Sika' in 1955, she is an elderly, tall woman, slightly stooped by age, with short, silver-threaded hair, dark, clear eyes, and fine ceremonial marks on her lined cheeks. She wears a faded indigo wrapper and has a distinctive pale scar circling her left wrist.

Dòkpè

supporting

A Dahomean woman in her forties during the 1890s. She is a veteran Agojie officer, lean and hard-muscled. Her face is defined by multiple scars, including one deep scar from her left ear to her jaw that pulls her mouth into a perpetual, grim smile. She wears faded, practical training clothes and carries herself with an air of absolute authority.

Sena

supporting

A senior Agojie officer in the 1890s, older than Dòkpè. She is a West African woman with a narrow, sinewy face and greying hair cut close to her head. A veteran scout, she is alert and moves with quiet purpose, armed with a short musket and a long knife.

King Béhanzin

supporting

The last king of Dahomey in the 1890s. A tall, powerfully built West African man with a broad face and a carefully shaped beard. He is depicted in royal attire: a white cloth draped over one shoulder, leaving the other bare, with heavy necklaces of coral and polished beads on his chest.

Sister Adeline

supporting

A French nun in 1955 Dahomey. She has a long, pale European face, often pink from the heat. She wears a spotless, traditional white Catholic nun's habit and a starched wimple that frames her face.

Houéfa

supporting

A 12-year-old West African girl in 1955. She has dark skin and her hair is in tight braids. She wears a simple blue cotton school dress. Her expression is often grave and watchful.

Dossi

supporting

A 10-year-old West African girl in 1955. She is fine-boned with bright eyes and a round, expressive face. She wears simple clothing appropriate for a schoolgirl in her village.

Gbodja

supporting

An 8-year-old West African boy in 1955. He is thin and reedy, with dusty knees and a closely cropped head. He wears simple shorts and a shirt, often untucked, reflecting his restless energy.

Kemi

supporting

A young West African woman of the 1890s, Kemi is of average height with a compact, controlled, and athletic build. She has dark skin and hair tied firmly away from her face. She is practical and efficient in her movements, wearing the simple uniform of an Agojie warrior and carrying a musket and blade.

Afi

supporting

A young West African woman of the 1890s, Afi is shorter than her friends but powerfully built, with thick shoulders, hips, and muscular legs. She has dark skin and an intense, often defiant expression. She wears the Agojie uniform and carries her weapons with an aggressive readiness, preferring her sword.

Nawi

supporting

The high commander of the Agojie in the 1890s, a woman approaching fifty. Shorter than Dòkpè but with a body thickened by age and battle, not soft. Her West African face bears fine ritual marks and a broad scar from her temple to her nose. Two fingers on her left hand are permanently damaged. She wears a clean indigo tunic decorated with cowrie shells and a short blade at her waist.

Nana Sika

protagonist

PAGE 1

Panel 1:Dense jungle at night. Moonlight falls in pale strips through the canopy onto a muddy trail. Sika, Kemi, and Afi crouch behind the roots of a massive fallen tree. Sika's cheek is pressed against the earth, her finger tight on her musket trigger. A French soldier in colonial uniform stands one pace away, his rifle pointed toward the tree. A porter calls from farther down the trail, and the soldier half-turns toward the sound.

Panel 2:A whistle sounds — Sena, visible at the jungle edge, raises two fingers to her lips. Her narrow face is painted black, her eyes sharp. Around her, silhouettes of Agojie warriors rise from the undergrowth on both sides of the trail.

Panel 3:Sika rises from behind the fallen tree and fires. Her musket kicks hard against her shoulder, smoke billowing from the barrel. Kemi is already on her feet beside her, sword raised, shouting. Afi charges through the smoke on the far side, driving her rifle stock into a soldier's face.

“Kemi: FORWARD!”

Panel 4:Kemi's sword finds a French soldier before he can recover from Sika knocking his rifle aside. Afi fires point-blank at a second soldier, then turns and drives forward without waiting for the smoke to clear. Boxes split beneath blades; powder scatters into the mud; water containers overturn across the trail.

“Kemi: Keep moving!”

Panel 5:Sena's whistle cuts through the chaos. The Agojie break away instantly, vanishing into the undergrowth. Rifle fire follows them into the trees — a ball clips leaves beside Sika's face as she runs. Two Agojie warriors drag a wounded sister between them through the dark jungle. Then the canopy closes and the trail disappears behind them.

PAGE 2

Panel 1:Wide establishing shot: the main Dahomean army surges through the darkness beyond the jungle. Thousands of warriors beat weapons against shields; drums pound a deep, rolling rhythm that carries through the trees. Torchlight and moonlight catch spear points and musket barrels across a vast, moving mass of men.

Narrator:“Beyond the jungle, the main Dahomean army moved against the French camp at Dogba.”

Panel 2:Sika and Kemi crouch at the jungle edge, faces barely lit by distant muzzle-flash. Sika looks toward Kemi, one word on her lips. Kemi gives a single slow nod. The sound of battle rolls toward them like thunder — irregular shots, then silence, then a single coordinated volley that shakes the air.

“Sika: Dogba? Kemi: Yes.”

Panel 3:A wide panel showing the battle at Dogba from a distance, filtered through jungle leaves. Dahomean warriors charge across a firelit clearing toward French rifle lines. Volley after volley tears into the charging mass. Men and women fall in rows. The French line does not break — one rank fires while another reloads, the blue sashes of the Legion visible through the smoke.

Narrator:“The Legion. One rank fired. Another prepared. Their rifles answered every command faster than a musket could reload.”

Panel 4:Kemi stares toward the distant battle, her face tight. Sika holds Fala's ammunition pouch against her side, knuckles pale against the leather. Neither woman moves. The sound of screaming and volleys fills the air around them.

“Kemi: At what cost?”

PAGE 3

Panel 1:Grey pre-dawn light filters through smoke above the jungle. Sena leads a small group of Agojie through dense vegetation toward a thicket overlooking the French camp. Smoke drifts in long dark bands above the trees. Occasional rifle shots echo in the distance.

Narrator:“As the first grey light entered the sky, Sena led them toward the battlefield.”

Panel 2:The Agojie reach a thicket. Nawi stands at its edge, facing the battlefield. She does not turn when Sena approaches. Her face is blackened by powder smoke, dried blood darkening one side of her head. Through the leaves beyond her, bodies cover the open ground — Dahomean warriors and Agojie, scattered across the field, some only paces from the Legion's position.

Panel 3:Sika stares through the leaves at the battlefield. Below, a wounded Agojie drags herself toward the jungle using only her arms. Another tries to stand, collapses, and does not rise. On the far side of the field, Legionnaires stand in ordered groups among the smoke, formations intact, officers reorganizing the ranks.

Panel 4:Sika steps forward toward the field. Kemi's hand closes around her wrist, stopping her. Their faces are close — Sika's expression urgent, Kemi's face hard and pained.

“Sika: We have to help them. They are alive. Kemi: We cannot. The French are still there.”

Panel 5:Nawi stands at the thicket edge, tears filling her eyes but not falling. She does not turn. Her voice comes out quiet and flat. Around her, Agojie survivors stand still, watching the field.

“Nawi: Their rifles. We could not reach them.”

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