"Yada yada hi dharmasya glaanirbhavati bhaarat
Abhyutthaanam adharmasya tadaatmaanam srijaamyaham
Paritranaay saadhunaam vinaashaay cha dushkritaam
Dharm sansthaapanaarthaay sambhavaami yuge yuge"
I learned the meaning of this shloka when I was a kid, it's meaning is "Whenever there is a decline of righteousness (dharma) and a rise of unrighteousness, I manifest Myself. To protect the pious and to annihilate the wicked, for the reestablishment of righteousness, I come into being age after age." These are the words of Lord Vishnu and like a true Sanatani, I live by the principle of it.
Vikram was planning something big, I figured that part along with Abhiraj, but what exactly and where exactly was eating up my head.
My gut feeling says it's going to be the upcoming gig during the Christmas eve, featuring a stripped-down set by the Christian rock/metal band Nailed to the Cross.
But whether he was planning a bombing or chemical attack was what confusing me. But when all options are unsure you need to dig into the rabbit hole for yourselves and so I replayed the recording we had received previously.
"Jackpot!" I shouted, "He is going to poison an entire crowd with VIPER venom, that explains project viper." I figured it all out.
"Then we must make haste." Abhiraj suggested.
"This could be risky and dangerous, be careful." Trisha showed her concerns.
"Looks like we're saving the city like Avengers huh?" Zayne with his wittiness.
"Let's fucking go! Let's save Guwahati from that psycho." Lohit, full of enthusiasm.
[AT SARUSAJAI STADIUM]
Over 10000+ people's crowd and I didn't know how to control this; I can't save them all. The first artist to take stage was Iris. It didn't happen, Vikram was waiting for the main event, he was waiting for Us. It wasn't some random attack. It was a pure personal Vendetta, against me.
"And with that the stage got set on fire, Carrion is unstoppable. Up next is EMBER SCARS, so make some fucking noise." Announcer with full enthusiasm.
"mmhmmmhahaha, Now it begins..... click!" Vikram detonated the cannisters.
Panic and suffocation ensued, people were fainting and having a seizure. And then I saw him, standing in the crowd with a mask. He intended to slaughter 1000 innocents only to prove his fucking point that chaos wins over everything.
"Vikram? Why?" I squirmed.
"For they can't be saved and they are lost, don't worry, they will be at a far better place now. Judgement day is today and you shall be cleansed too." Vikram with full on delusion.
"You are psycho." I hissed
"No, I am necessary evil." Vikram, sounding eviler.
"I am putting an end to this. RRRRGGGHHHHHHH." I charged at him.
Even Lord Vishnu had to take multiple avatars to end adharma and today I see myself fighting another battle between dharma and adharma. And this Adharmi can Vikram had to go down.
"Give up boy, you are weak." Vikram, taunting me.
"I'd rather die fighting asshole." I hissed.
"So, be it." Vikram, still taunting.
His fighting skills got stronger withing the years but he was still rusty, I however was running on fumes.
SFX: -THUD….. KICK….. KICK... PUNCH.
"Surrender boy, do no resist." Vikram, still taunting.
"I don't even listen to my own self when I am in the trance so why would I listen to you?" I, being stubborn as fuck.
And than He slammed my fugly ass out in the air, I was flying towards the wall.
"cough…. Cough….. rusty yet strong huh? Fine my turn." I was still sounding unbroken.
"Uh uh, don't…. [takes out his gun.]" Vikram pointed a fucking gun at me.
"You think you can scare me? DO IT. DO IT!!!!!!!!!!!!" I demanded.
SFX: -BANG!!!!!!!
"NOOOOOOOOO... DAVID, OH MY GOD!" Trisha screamed.
And I was looking at it with an unexpected horror. David taking a fucking bullet to save me? Was he atoning for his sins? was he redeeming for past mistakes?
"[sobbing] DAVID, WAKE UP, STAY WITH ME, PLEASE!" Trisha with a trembling voice.
"AAA…. AARON KASHYAP..... UGH!" David collapsed.
"What? No way?" Trisha thought that I and David had an altercation until she saw Vikram with the gun.
"Trish, get out of her, save your brother, go, I will handle this punk!" I was worried and concerned.
"It's over Vikram, the curtains have been raised, you are exposed." I taunted him.
"It ain't over until I say it's over….. See you in hell. [Blam.]" Vikram committed suicide out of failure.
And suddenly there was a beep beep sound, I knew that sound he triggered a "PLAN B." The bastard is always ahead of time.
"Abhiraj?" I yelled over the earpiece.
"On it…. Bombs diffused!" Abhi over his end of the bargain.
"[Sigh] Thank God, Jesus, what a day?" I whispered.
7 MONTHS LATER.
"IN A MASS TERROR ATTACK, WE LOST LIVES COUNTING MORE THAN A THOUSAND AND FEW ARE STILL IN A CRITICAL CONDITION, IN A TRAUMA OR ARE HEALING. THE PERPETRATOR VIKRAM RAE KENNEDY WAS FOUND DEAD WITH A BULLET ON HIS TEMPORAL LOBE HINTING A SUICIDE. THE SITUATION WAS CONTROLLED BY THE LOCAL HERO AARON KASHYAP ALONG WITH THE DARING COP ABHIRAJ SINGH." New reporter.
"So, a hero huh?" Trisha was mocking me.
"Stop it!" I was blushing.
"You are clear. Vikram is dead as confirmed but we are still unable to foil the location of the cult, we are still digging." Abhiraj, with his assurance. He still had his bandage on.
"Thanks sir." I thanked him.
[Elsewhere]
"So, he killed himself huh?" a cult member.
"That he did." Another cult member.
"So, who will lead us!" the first cult member.
"No one, the establishment shall go into hibernation for a long period, we wanted control and he wanted chaos, we wanted control and he wanted terror. He broke the code and had paid the price." The high priest.
THE END? OR JUST THE BEGINNING?