Jayantika: The Yarn of Victory|Part 4|29/5

Mutilated bodies lay strewn across the ground wet with blood. Gasps of pain, struggle for life and the dance of death made the winter breeze chiller than ever. Helplessness was one thing and hopelessness was another and the men patrolling the grounds for any survivors of the attack seemed to have lost every bit of the hope they had held onto.

The ground was covered with a blanket of dead bodies covering it from the chilly winds. A tall man with a battle scar adorning his forehead looked into a tiny slate-like thing. His eyes waltzed over the text the electronic device was showing him, before they turned into saucers and he let out a disappointed sigh.

" They have kidnapped some women. Yet again. And they are at the base now. Being tortured and assaulted. "

The other pale man grimaced in pain. " Don't we really have a way out, Anirudh? It is really depressing that we are the ones who are supposed to save these lives and here we are looking at these dead bodies, preparing for a proper funeral for them."

Anirudh shook his head as he exhaled the air he was holding. Rehaan looked at the composed man beside him, knowing that his exterior bore no signs of similarity to his interior. " I believe we do, Rehaan. We have been waiting for the right time since too long. Maybe the right time had arrived long back and we are still waiting to put the plan into action."

Rehaan looked at his friend of years quizzically as he walked faster to catch up to Anirudh who started walking at a faster pace, as he always did when he was thoughtful. He had no idea what plan his friend was speaking about. Was he missing something?

" Which plan are we talking about,again?"

Anirudh took in a deep breath to ease the storm brewing in him as he paused to look at the ground for a final time. " It is the time to bring her into the battle."

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" Jayantika, someone is at the door. The sensors don't sense any danger so let them in."

A girl clad in light, summery clothes rose from her seat to follow her mother's instructions. She opened the main door to face two men, whose features were dark and susceptible. Jayantika ran an anti-robotic scan over them herself to assure herself that she was not facing a pair of cyborgs and she was convinced. They were 100% humans and except for general defense machinery, they had nothing with them to panic about.

Jayantika finally smiled to show her courtesy to her guests. " How may I help you?"

The taller of the two took a step forward and looked into the house. " We wish to speak to your parents. Could you call them for us?"

Jayantika appeared surprised. If they had recognized her then certainly they were someone who knew them well since she hardly had any public appearance since a long time but she chose to dismiss the thought. " Mumma, Papa, you are wanted."

Kushal, Jayantika's father, walked out of his room while Manasi followed him and she stopped mid-track when her eyes found the face of the taller man.

" What do you think you are doing here," she yelled while Jayantika was taken by surprise.

The men looked at each other and nodded. " We are here to talk," said the shorter one.

Manasi turned red due to rage. She was not going to let them succeed in their motives which had brought them to her house."Get OUT of here or else you will not be pleased by the consequences!"

The men took in a deep breath while Jayantika tried to focus on her inner controls, just in case she has take an action against them and tried to remember the defensive commands she could use in that situation. " Sorry, but we have to do this," the shorter one said while pausing for a second before the two men yelled in unison, " Shaschlaf!"

It was mere seconds before Kushal's and Manasi's central nervous system obliged to the command of the strangers and they passed out. "Mumma! Papa!" screamed Jayantika, but she knew better than letting go off her own defense and leaving no hope for her parents.

Jayantika set her target and screamed at the men taken by shock. "Nibanden!"

Their limbs were attached to each other as the room resonated with her command. "Free my parents or you will surely regret it."

Her determined and fearless voice made shivers run across the spines of the people of opposite gender in front of her. Their mission was not to get hurt in the hands of Jayantika but to convey an important message to her.

The shorter one clad in brown had not collapsed on the floor unlike his partner and he seemed to be engrossed in thought. He was in quandary if they could reveal their plan in front of her parents or bear some torture, which he wouldn't mind if it was worth it but he knew that the situation he was in didn't require his blood but his partner's words.

" I think we should reveal ourselves and reason of our visit, Pranav."

Jayantika looked stupefied. Pranav? The man with whom Mausi eloped?" she questioned as her eyes twinkled with hope to meet her aunt after years.

Pranav sighed deeply as he reminisced of the young and beautiful girl mentioned by a reflection of her, who stood in front of him. "No. Pranav, the head of Praudyogischtuz."

The hazel-eyed girl who had let down her defenses for a second had brought them back. She cannot trust them blindly, that's not what she had learned through 25 years of her life. And why do you think that I am going to buy this? What on earth is Praudyogischtuz?"

The shorter one with grey eyes waited for Pranav to answer her question. "You do know how to run polygraph tests and Manlesen, don't you?"

Jayantika stood astonished by Pranav's question but she nodded in approval, to know what he wanted her to know. "I will let down my anti-brain-to-brain-interface mechanism and you will be able to run polygraph tests and Manlesen. Will you trust us then, Jayantika?"

The way he took her name had startled her. A stranger was calling out her name with compassion? Who could it be? Jayantika ran her Manlesen program to see the sight she craved to see since years and involuntarily a whisper left her lips,

" Mausi..."

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Manlesen - Mind-reading in a German and Sanskrit.

Mausi- Mother's sister

Praudyogischutz - Protector of the technology

Nibanden - Limb-binding program

Shashclaf - Unconsciousness