As the Jet soared high leaving behind the continent of North America and heading in the direction of the European continent, it left a city that was gripped in total chaos and panic and yet all that was due to humans and not a single incident was reported of an animal attacking anyone.
All the police officers, all the FBI agents, and all the other law enforcement men watched in total fascination as the animals slowly got up and headed back the way they had come and back to their enclosures in their respective zoos.
NYPD chief Kathleen Walsh looked at Special agent Kelly " John, have you tried making sense of what just happened?"
Special agent Kelly shook his head " No Kathy. Nothing makes sense and yet my mind tells me that all this began with the killings of those Latin American thugs in Central Park three days ago."
NYPD chief Kathleen Walsh " My thoughts too and my mind tells me that it is over and that whatever or whoever was behind this has gone into hiding and we will never hear from them again."
Her earphone crackled " chief Walsh here" and heard a reply " Ma'am, this is patrolman Thomas Kilpatrick from the Brighton beach area."
" what is it officer, more animals on the road or returning back to their zoos. What is it now?"
" No ma'am, no animals but just a lot of dead bodies and I think i recognize one of them from the station."
NYPD chief Kathleen Walsh sighed tiredly " Who is it Thomas?" and the patrol officer replied, " I think it is that Russian mafia man called Boris Vanya."
" Boris Vanya, is he huge like a giant" and patrol officer Thomas replied, " yes ma'am and somebody has killed him and hung him from a tree and ma'am the body is still warm and that means he died just a little time ago."
Kathleen Walsh looked at Agent Kelly " John, can you get a chopper to go to Brighton beach" and then spoke on her phone " Thomas, secure the scene and wait for us to arrive. Please do not contaminate the crime scene."
Nearly Twenty minutes later, they walked the crime scene that had once been the place where the Russian mafia had stowed away their art gotten by blood money and all of them looked at each other.
FBI's HRT team leader Nathaniel Dawes along with NYPD SWAT team leader Darrel holmes reported to their bosses Kelly and Kathleen and Nat aka Nathaniel Dawes looked up at the sky and shook his head " Same gunshot wounds like the ones in the Manhattan escort place and the same as the ones that killed all those black hoodlums in Harlem."
He looked at NYPD SWAT team leader Darrel Holmes who looked at his chief Kathleen Walsh " Yes boss, same man if that is even possible and yet it looks like the work of one man and I confess here that I would rather shit in my pants than even go against whoever this person is or was here in all these places."
FBI Special agent John Kelly threw his hands in the air and screamed his frustration out " Who the f**k are you, man or woman? Are you an angel or the devil himself?" What did you come here for and where have you gone off to now?"
The angel, the devil and the person they were talking about was over the Atlantic ocean and snoring gently in a much-deserved sleep and was heading back towards London.
Further north in the capital, Paul Miki Nakasone, Director of NSA stood looking at Malcolm and the other autistic savants and listened as Malcolm chambers spoke, " They are gone and there is no more signals coming from New York sir."
Paul Miki Nakasone, Director of NSA " What is going on Malcolm and what just happened in New York? and more importantly, what am I going to tell the President later today when I am face to face with him?"
" Sir, I think it is better if I do the explaining in this matter. Sir, we are all tired and need some sleep for it has been a tough few days for all of us and we cannot do this anymore without resting for a while."
Paul Miki Nakasone dejectedly " Okay, I guess we all need the rest. I will send a car for all of you and we will be meeting in the Oval room at sharp 8.00 am."
Looking at his watch " That means five hours from now."
Many hours later, all of them assembled in the Oval room and then a door opened and President Donald Trump walked in with a bunch of papers in his hand and he looked at all of them and then asked Malcolm " What is going on young man? What were animals doing out on the streets of New York?"
Malcolm Chambers stepped a bit closer to the president " sir, it was them, of that we have no doubt. It was them that helped the animals escape from the zoos."
President Donald Trump folded his hands across his chest and with a sarcastic smile " Them, you mean the aliens Malcolm. Okay, but could you please tell me what or why they did that? For god's sake explain and make me understand as to why aliens would mess around with zoos and animals and cause traffic jams in our city of New York."
He picked up a paper that screamed its headlines " Trump cannot keep his animals or his mouth under lock and key. We wish him the best in his efforts to build a wall to keep the Mexicans out of Texas."
" I am the joker here and I am the one who is taking the flak from everyone here."
Slamming the paper down, he screamed, " So you better have a proper answer that explains what the F..k is going in my country."
Malcolm Chambers remained unmoved and replied in a calm voice " They came and they came for him sir and I think they came to help him do something or achieve some secret goal."
Paul Miki Nakasone, Director of NSA " Malcolm, who are you talking about? These aliens came for who and why?"
" They came for this Indian called Rudran and it is they who protected his private jet from a missile attack and it was they who caused this mayhem in New York."
He looked at the President " But I have no idea as to what those reasons are sir?"
President Donald trump deep in thought slowly walked around the large table and seating himself in his chair looked at Paul Miki Nakasone, Director of NSA " Paul, I want you to get this person, Rudran and I want you to get this done as quickly as possible. I don't know what or how you are going to do it, but you are going to do it and in a week's time."
Malcolm Chambers boldly raised his voice and spoke " That would be really a very stupid move on our part sir and a huge blunder. If this person Rudran is somehow connected to these Aliens, then won't they come to his rescue if they feel he is in danger."
President Donald trump drowned his face in his palms and mumbled, " I guess so."
Then lifting his face, he looked at Malcolm and his team members " Well, that means this meeting is over. I thank all you young men for stepping up to do your duty for your nation. I will see to it that you are all properly rewarded and given the jobs that you deserve. Bye for now."
After they had all left, The President of The United States of America looked at his NSA Director " Find him and bring him here for I want to look at this man who is supposedly friends with these Aliens."
Nearly 3,500 miles away, the door opened and Renuka who was standing near the window turned slowly and saw Rudran entering the room.
He slowly walked up to her and she came to him and into his arms and they hugged each other and then she looked up at him and he bent his face and their lips came together and they kissed and stayed kissing for a long time.
Inside her womb, Nikhil kicked, raved, danced in joy sensing his father and his aura filled the room and their air.
Rudran placed his mighty hand on Renu's womb and whispered lovingly " Hello Nikhil, dad is here and soon you too will be here among us."
Renuka smiled and sighing happily " Baby, can we go back home now for it will soon be time for our son."
Rudran nodded " Yes, home and home is where our son will be born."
Hearing a noise, both turned and saw Queen Malar enter with her children Arul and Jyothi and fall to their knees and with respect and unison say loudly " Pakalon, Maasilan, Kathiravan, Meykandan, Koman, Nikaran. We bow to our Lord and king Kavin."
Rudran smiled " Rise, my friends, rise and stand by my side."
He looked at Malar " My brave queen, call home and inform them to await our arrival and our prince's arrival."
Five days later, the village Perumalpuram, once called Perumalvaram wore an air of celebration as the Pongal festival cheer filled the air.
All the villagers stood around the small mandapam and waited silently. Only the gurgles of the small stream Sivatheertham could be heard and it gurgled the same way that it had done 800 years back when Avini had given birth to Azhagan.
Then the quiet was broken as the loud yells of protest of the new prince Nikhil was heard and a few minutes later, Rudran came out with his newborn son wrapped in a soft cloth and presented him to the world.
All the villagers assembled there and Dhanashekara Pandyan fell to their knees and loudly roared " Nikhil, Nikhil, Engal Mamannan Nikhil Vazhgha."
Rudran raised his son and proudly showed off his son to everyone and all present there saw the mark of The Ancients marked beautifully on his chest and knew that the blood of Azhagan had once again been born and that their future king was now truly among them.
Rudran came to his mother and gently placed Nikhil in her arms and she took her grandson and kissing him said, " May your life be full of peace and happiness and may you bring this world more love with your arrival."
Babu took Nikhil and kissed his feet and tears of happiness flowed from his eyes and he whispered, " My little master, grant me a few more years so that I can look after you and serve you as I have done for your father and grandmother."
He passed Nikhil to Dhanashekara Pandyan who gave him his blessings and promised to protect him forever.
Queen Malar and her children then took turns kissing and fondling Nikhil who kept squealing and smiling happily and then Prime minister Jagannath Mishra took the newborn son and kissed and blessed him " Beta, I hope you have a wise and just life, like that of your father and mother."
Azhagan lay on the leaves with his head on Avini's lap and he stared intently at the night sky. The stars were like pearls on a dark maidens skin and they beckoned to him. He smiled to himself and tenderly touched his mother's cheek and said ' mother, what are those white dots in the sky and why do they twinkle so '?
Avini running her fingers through her son's curly hair ' they are stars my beautiful one and there is one for each of us. They twinkle for it is their way of telling us that they see everything and will watch over you and me '.
I am Azhagan. I am the son of Avini. I am fire and I am water. I am Hell and I am heaven and I will bring peace to you.
The boy who went into the dark and came back with light.
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