16+FF: The Kiss of Venom [Ch2 - Pg 11, 20/7]

The Kiss of Venom

They were officers. So many of them. So many. Of all backgrounds. Military, Police force and commandos. And some private officers also.

So many of them, gathered for one, just one mission. Just one.

It should have been exciting, so see so many of our brothers and sisters together. Normally, I would have loved to be rooted at my place and watch this entire people moving and handling all the deathly equipments they brought. It seemed like a movie. If only I could have my favourite cheese pop-corn.

But unfortunately everything was, except the way I wished for it to be.

I couldn't stay still, I had to move. Fast. I had been ordered to move. So I had to.

Rathod sir had ordered me to take in-charge of the commando group. Oh can please someone explain him that I CAN'T. I simply can't. Ask me to do it any other day. I would. I promise I would. But not today. I m not able to think clear. Something was bugging me.

I want to get out of here. To somewhere else. But the scenario we were in forced me to.

Those commandos, having their flat emotionless face, that they were trained for were waiting for me. Their eyes hungry to act and kill those enemies of motherland. I remembered my own promise I made to Mother India.

Clenching my eyes, I barked them the orders. Whatever came in my mind. Hoping strongly at the back of my mind that it would not go into vain.

We had to act. And Act FAST!

The future of our nation, our children were at stake. Those innocent little children. Disgusting! How can any criminal stoop so low?

That very thought brought out an angry laugh. He wasn't "Any" criminal. He was THE criminal.

As much as his act boiled my blood, his name froze my heart. I should be ashamed of myself, but I couldn't deny the truth. I was AFRAID of him.

I don't think it is an unacceptable crime to be scared of him. Everyone was. I could bet on it. And everyone like me, were just NOT showing it.

I think even Rathod sir would be a very little afraid of him. No scratch on this brave police officer's bravery records, but a normal man who is waiting to get back home to his family was DEFINITELY scared.

The only people who were NOT AT ALL afraid of that Criminal, who didn't give a damn to their own lives, were with him, at present. Under his mercy. That made me jump back into action.

I was in the car, heading to the direction of the blast we heard a few minutes ago, along with the other team-members minus Ayesha, thank god to her pregnancy. I may tease her later about the action she missed, but at this moment I couldn't help but feel a bit jealous of her. Of the safe and protected environment she was at present. She was safe there and I was here to face the wrath of the most dangerous species of God's creations.

The only question was whose Wrath I would witness. Hopefully the one, whose safety I desperately prayed for at this moment.

"Shit!" Shree cried. I glanced at the direction of his interest and then I saw, black smoke, rising up. A vehicle, turned upside down and burning. Sending tremors through I spine, I registered in my mind 'This was the thing that was blasted. The same vehicle where THEY were traveling.'

A few yards before it was an ETF SUV. A relief. Yet not.

I had a gut feeling. A feeling that something bad has happened. Something very bad. And people say gut feeling always tells the truth. That scared me.

We rushed to that spot and began an frantic search for them.

I knew I was running hard as I could now feel my heart at my mouth. But the memories that flowed never stopped me. I was dizzy by now, under the scorching sun, my clothes drenched with my sweat.

I stopped to take a breath, and then I had another gut feeling. This feeling was urging me to turn around.

Hey Deva! Why is this Gut feeling always so creepy?

But, thinking it to be as an "Ishara" of Lord Ganesha, I turned.

What I saw next didn't scare me. I'frowned.

No, this wasn't right.

There were three angels infront of him. Three most beautiful creatures of the human race I had ever witnessed. Even though they were covered with blood, they were beautiful. But they were lying down. The place was not good. These angels don't deserve to be lying on this dirty land.

No. No, no! This is not right.

Wait! What is that? That strange expression on their face.

Was that PEACE?

NO! That's not true. 'Chotu, I think you are gone crazy.' I scolded myself.

Yet another look at them, I was right. THEY WERE AT PEACE.

This cannot happen. Peace is not something meant for them. They can NEVER be in peace. They were extremists, restless, agonists. Anything but Peaceful.

"Bloody idiots!" I cursed them. How can they be at peace when all others were frantic? For them!

My loud curse turned a few heads towards me. And I guess they saw what I saw.

"ARJUN!" I heard a frightening scream. It was Rathod sir's voice. I felt him rush past me to where those angels lay.

I glanced at those angels. Two of them together and the third one at a distance. He pitied the third one for the distance.

Rathod sir disturbed the composition of the two angels together. I wanted to ask him to stop. But voice never came out. They looked good together. Doesn't he understand?

The angry lion was shouting orders. Crying! Woah! Rathod sir was crying holding an Angel in his arms, whom he called Arjun.

Arjun' The name sounds so familiar.

I saw Shree also. He knelt near the other angel. He was also crying.

It was frustrating. Why were they crying? And why did they disturb the peaceful sleep the angel's were in.

It was making me mad. Very Mad. I was mad with confusion.

And mainly because I had a feeling again. Bad one again. It said something was over. Something special.

Very special.

Something very special was over.

Just Gone!

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Note: - This part is from Chotu's POV. But the rest of the story wouldn't be.

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