KaSh Heaven:Ka Part Is Incomplete Without Sh - KSG

He sat on his huge throne with blue flames circling around him, giving the dark room some dim light. His empty eyes were lost in deep thought. More than puzzling thoughts, there was the need in them that was being reflected by the flames.

His hand reached out and crushed the flame that was dancing the closest to him, a smirk slowly forming on his lips. Getting up, he took a huge breath; the smirk turning in to a humorless laughter which echoed in the large, dark hall.

"My hands are itching," he looked at his pale, long hands and said out aloud. His loyal flames looked at each other but they didn't move. Their Master had been behaving very strangely, so strange that they were scared of him. He seemed to be completely distracted from the Underworld. He had made no new plans to get few more subjects to join his hidden and dreadful world. He would sit alone and stare at a distant point, his emotionless eyes glinting with the thoughts that ran in his mind. This much his loyal sub-ordinates knew that he was up to something big. Something that no one had ever done before'

"My dear, just a few days more'" He mumbled and broke into a maniacal laugh that echoed in whole of the Underworld. Something seemed to rush inside of his hollow body and it was exiting him.

A tiny blue flame dared to come near him and shed his weak light on his pale face. He looked at it from the corner of his eyes, smiling as he understood its unasked question.

"Don't worry. I always get what I want. In this case, if she won't come here then I'll drag her here. Simple as that." His smirk was deep when he said that but the look in his eyes was deeper.

With one swish of his arm, a screen appeared in front of him. A field full of beautiful flowers was shown on it. The wind was blowing gently, tickling the flowers as it touched them. It was a scene which was an epitome of peacefulness.

"Not for more'" He smirked as a girl appeared in the scene. She was laughing and was accompanied by a companion of hers. He folded his arms at her appearance and cocked his head slightly, the smirk still plastered on his face.

The girl was running in the field and moving from flower to flower. The smile never left her face. Her companion called out to her but she didn't pay any attention to her and continued to run wherever she pleased. She was free, like a bird in the morning sky. She was carefree, like a young child.

"Such carelessness never did work in one's favor Princess'"He laughed as a thought clicked in his mind and looked at the looming flames behind him which were now looking at something else.

"Rahul!" Karan called out in surprise to see his loyal companion stare at the screen seriously. He hadn't noticed Rahul's entrance and now seeing him with a cold, serious expression, Karan's attention diverted from the girl.

"Are you sure about this?" Rahul sighed and looked at Karan, his eyes enquiring. Karan almost shook his head and with long strides walked back to his throne and sat on it, his hands clutching a skull which rested on the arm of the throne.

"As sure as sure can be." Leaning back his head, he rested it comfortably on the back of the stone throne comfortably.

"You're the boss'" Rahul shrugged his shoulders and looked back at the screen where the girls were playing.

"What's your plan then?"

"This Princess is very carefree. That's her biggest weakness and it'll be our greatest strength." Karan said, with his eyes still closed. A few flames giving his pale face some pale warmth. His face with his calculative, scheming expression in that blue light looked haunting. Not that you expected something else from the god of Underworld. Somewhere in his heartless chest, Rahul felt a pang of pity for the princess.

"It's just a moment's game anyway. She'd be busy playing, you'd distract her friend. I'll take the Princess. It'll be over before even the wind can notice it." Just the thought of his plan made him smirk in delight. He couldn't wait to attack on his dear brother's biggest weakness.

"What if the God of Heaven finds about it?" The question had been pricking Rahul ever since Karan had made the plan to abduct the princess.

"Isn't that the whole point of it? You worry too much Rahul; everything is going to be fine. Just go and prepare for it. I want it to be over soon." Karan flicked his hand lazily at Rahul, signaling that he should leave now. Rahul obliged and walked out.

A few moments passed on and he sat on his throne, his face blank of any expressions. Sighing, he opened his eyes and looked at the high ceiling of the room then at the gloomy surroundings. With one look, he made the flames disappear voiding the room of any light. Now, the darkness ruled the room like it ruled his entire existence.

Slowly and gently, a flickering light started to spread in the room. He looked sharply at the screen where the scene was still being shown. The princess was laying on the ground, surrounded by the flowers looking up at the sky, a dreamy expression on her face. Involuntarily, Karan got up and walked towards the screen.

So close'she was so close. He could reach out and touch her. And he did'his hand was stretched out before he could stop it. But it hung in the air as it touched the screen. The magical screen had begun to flicker the moment he made to touch it. At the exact moment, she had begun to laugh. Raged, he destroyed the screen with one swish of his arm.

The soundless echo of her laughter rung in his head in the empty room. He closed his eyes to make it go away but it seemed to have found a place in his head, refusing to let it go. And closing his eyes made it worse.

Cha ja zehen o dil per cha ja re'

Her skin, so pale'so milky. So pure, so spotless. It seemed to glow even in broad daylight. Like one could know from miles away where she was. She was so small compared to him. He could crush her very existence if he touched her with force. She seemed so weak, so breakable. One wrong move with her could make her vanish.

Her body, it made the bloomed flowers shy away. Well proportioned body with its beautiful curves clad in a dress which magnified her beauty. Her hair which danced when even the slightest of wind touched them. Her lips, so rosy and shiny. And her eyes'

The orbs of her eyes were like stars in the night sky. What a complete reversal! And not just any stars, the distant and the most brilliant stars they were. The white of her eyes'it was so deep. One could drown in them before even knowing about it.

And he was drowing'.

"NO!" He shouted enraged by the way his emotions were going out of control. She was just a pawn, just a pawn that he was using to get revenge from the King. The way his emotions were getting out of control would be of no use to him. Who was she? Nothing! So why was he thinking about her? Why was she wrapping around his mind like a web?

"That worthless half-goddess'! I would never allow her to control me! Never!" He cried out decisively and walked back to his throne. Sitting on it, he took deep breaths to calm himself down. Calm and careful thinking were necessary for his plan to work. Setting his mind entirely on his plan, he sat alone in the dark room.

Not knowing that a glow was still flickering near him'

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"All praise to the Lord of Heavens!"

An unfamiliar voice rang in the court, making God Shashank look questioningly at the entrance. Padma, who was sitting on his right, mimicked her husband.

An old man in rages who looked like a hermit was walking through the court, his arms raised to the sky. Walking near the King and his Queen, he bowed a little.

"My Lord! This unworthy hermit has come to warn you!" Before asking any permission, he started. His rudeness made Shashank stand up and look at him with rage in his eyes.

"How dare you! You come to my court in such an insolent manner and talk without asking my permission!" His rage made the white clouds around his court turn to black. Lightening started to fall. Padma stood up with the thought of calming her husband's anger but she stood frozen at the hermit's words.

"It's about your daughter'" The hermit had whispered and Shashank had immediately frozen. His rage forgotten.

"What do you mean?!" He bellowed. "Speak! Before I punish you in ways you can never fathom!"

"My Lord. As I was passing through the lands, my minds on the stars of the day'I saw. Oh, it was horrible! The formation, very existence of those unlucky stars. And they were shining on your very daughter who right now is playing gleefully in the flower fields'"

"Fields?" Shashank whispered, shocked and looked at Padma who flinched.

"She's in danger, grave danger. And the danger comes from someone very close to you. Fear and act, before it's too late! She'd be gone'away'to the distances you can't cover. To the depths you can't dig out. Act my Lord, act! She'd be gone'and you won't be able to do anything. Gone!"

The hermit continued chanting and walked out of the court. The Lord of Heavens stood there, shaken by this news. He wanted to shrug it off as rubbish but he couldn't. The hermit hadn't seemed fake and there seemed to be truth in his words, no matter how dreadful.

"My Lord'" Padma whispered, the color drained off from her face. Shashank looked at his loving wife who seemed to be on the verge of fainting.

"My daughter'" She looked at him pleadingly. He couldn't stand seeing his loving wife that helpless. He made her sit down and ordered his guards to bring Shilpa in front of them.

After a few moments, Shilpa entered the court with Muskaan. She was confused at the sudden orders of her father.

"Papa," She could only say this much before her father cut her off.

"Shilpa! You are to stay in the tower and not step out of it without my permission!"

"What? But why?!" Shilpa was shocked at such an order from her own loving father. Didn't he know that she couldn't stay locked up? She had to be free to survive!

"I shall not tolerate anyone questioning my commands! Not even my own daughter!" He said coldly. His words seemed to suck out every strand of warmth out of her.

"If this is an order from the Lord of Heavens, then it shall be fulfilled." She said, with the tone of a dignified princess and walked out with sparing her parents another glance. Shashank clenched his fists in frustration. First time in his life, he had hurt his dear daughter. Lord of Heavens or not, he was a father. And he didn't like seeing his children sad'specially Shilpa.

But it was all for her own good. If being locked up meant that she was safe, he would hurt her a thousand times like that. He sat down beside his wife who seemed to be crying. Patting her hand soothingly, Shashank thought about the hermit's words.

'And the danger comes from someone very close to you''

Who would want to hurt Shilpa? She was just a harmless girl with no enemies. But someone close to him wanted to hurt her. Who'?

But he couldn't exactly point it out.

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"Karan!" Rahul's worried voice pulled him out of his deep thoughts. He opened his eyes and looked at Rahul questioningly who seemed out of breathe.

"Bad news!"

"What? That Lord of Heavens wants to interfere in my business again. When will he learn that I am the Lord of Underworld?" Karan sneered but Rahul shook his head exasperately.

"Well he is interfering but not in Underworld rather in your plan. He has locked up his daughter in the tower under very high security."

Rahul's news made Karan get up and stare at him wildly as if daring him to say that it was a joke but Rahul stood there firmly. Boiling rage erupted inside Karan and he threw the nearest thing to him at the wall, destroying it into tiny pieces.

"How DARE he?!" Rage seemed to erupt from his very words. Rahul was used to seeing Karan enraged like this so he didn't react much.

"Who does he think he is, trying to interfere in my plans?! Well, he's wrong. WRONG!!" Karan cried out maniacally, destroying the things around him.

"Well, he just instigated me." Karan said darkly and looked at Rahul.

"Get ready. This time I am taking leads. I myself will go there and snatch the dear Princess from that tower and her fool of a father would just sit there and not be able to do anything."

The Underworld seemed to tremble at its Master's wrath. Not just the Underworld but the skies were also shaking. The wheels were in motion, the destiny was set, the players in position.

The game had begun.