Pov: Rajeev
My life could be the best if not for the corruption that came along with power. They say with great power comes great responsibility, but in reality, "Great power comes with greater corruption."
That's what happened next; this luck may have some kind of strange effect on the people surrounding me. First, my mother died a few years after my birth. I don't remember much about her, but the thing that hurt me most was my grandmother; she was the one who raised me and the one who loved me most, believed in me. She is a mother to me, but something changed after I grew up. I still remember that I was 16 at that time, and my grandfather decided to step down from his position as the chief minister of the state.
My father his only son will be next to content for his position so he also filed his name for election again I was the one who filled his election form, but this time he did not win losing election this was the first time my luck betrayed me I was happy as I had a hope that some day this luck will stop, but my grandmother didn't think the same.
She suggest a theory in which my luck is still there the problem is my father who did not what it takes to be a leader like my grandfather, she said luck can only help to a limit, after that it is the person who decide the outcome, to confirm this my father again take part in election but this time only as an MP not wanting to be higher, and he won, confirming my grandmother's theory.
But my father was not satisfied, so he consulted my grandmother, his mother. He wanted to be higher. His grandmother suggested that there is a way for that, she explained that my luck is still not fully manifested, and by a ritual, so she tried to do that, and it cost her life. I still don't know what happened at that time, but she tried to do something with my luck or the source of it, and it made me so mad that she jumped from the roof, dying as a result.
Since then, our family is only in name; my father went completely corrupt using his position and luck for his own need, committing crimes and corruption using his political power, and there is my grandfather who blamed me for my grandmother's death, and lastly, me, who still wants to cling to this family or what remains of it.
This made me a coward who ignored everything to keep his family together, but not anymore. Today, something changed. This time, I will not let my father's crimes go unpunished, because due to his corruption, a canal project stopped, and due to that, a whole village got flooded, killing many and separating many families.
So I prepared a pen drive containing all of my father's crimes, I went upstairs to collect it, and then without telling anyone, I took my car out of the house straight towards the governor's office, I this time I will not be coward, only thing in mind is a question will grandfather feel proud that his grandson finally did something courageous.
So finally I did it, getting inside the governor's office, I submitted all the evidence, and just to be safer, I also submitted a copy to major media houses. This is going to be big news. Just as I was back in my car, I got a call, it was from my father. I think the police should have reached his office.
Picking up the call, I said, "Father, I am sorry, but this is what I have to do. I know you are angry, and you deserve to be, but I am just sorry I can't stand this wrong anymore. I hope you forgive me, you will always be my father, and I love you."
I expected an angry voice to come from his end, but he calmly said, "Rajeev you know I am also sorry for you, I never treated you as good father but now it is too late I have tried to keep you as a good son but know you did this and now I can not stop him, I hope you forgive your father."
He ended the call as there were several sounds of sirens in the background, but I was confused as to why he was apologizing and who was talking about, who is not going to stop now. Just as I was thinking this, a large truck hit my car from the corner of the road, and due to the impact, I went unconscious.
Soon, I woke up due to water being splashed on my face. Waking up, I saw that I was in some kind of abandoned factory, and in front of me was a man, a familiar face whom I had only seen in a photo. "Johnny," I said with questions in my head, and he looked at me with anger and said, "Rajeev, you should not have done that to father. Now you are going to face consequences, you will die, and while we are at it, I am going to take your luck."
He said while preparing something, out of a table placed on the side, I finally saw around me I am bound to a chair, while there are things like candles and strange occult diagrams drawn all over me, rather than some occult diagrams, these diagrams looked more like constellations drawn on the ground. I finally recognized them; these were the same diagrams my grandmother used to calculate my fate and other things.
Confused I looked at Johnny who seeing my stare looked at me and said, "Oh come on Rajeev, you must be thing why are these things drawn on ground, this is not some diagrams you think these are our family knowledge, inheritance of our grandmother while you think these things are false, I believe in them someone had to continue family traditions."
He kept saying these things as he is my half-brother, he is another son my father had outside of our family, the one I got to know recently and told my grandfather, but to my surprise, he knew many things about our family, even astrological knowledge of my grandmother.
Without waiting for me to say anything he completed his work and said, "Brother you know from grandmother's records I get to now about this ritual, I didn't understand it but through use of AI, I deciphered it, this is used to transfer things that are intangible, and through this I can transfer your luck to its rightful place to me, father always against this because in this you have to die but now that you have betrayed him no one is going to save you.
Saying this he took out a sickle from table and moved towards, for the first time in my life I had fear for me life, but I kept praying for help as my watch had an SOS system which is on since I got in accident so police or my grandfather should be in there way, and soon I heard sound of sirens but rather than getting sacred by the sound of it Johnny ran towards me with sickle in hand and with swift strike he attacked my neck, my blood flowing down in those diagrams along with that extreme pain and losing consciousness I felt many things before everything went black.
After killing Rajeev Johnny laughed as he believe that with his sacrifice he will become invincible, and then police entered with guns in hand and along with was an old man his and Rajeev's grandfather, he immediately saw his grandson's dead body and Johnny standing with sickle in hand, and without hearing anything ordered police to kill Johnny, as an ex-chief minister he had that much power, so several bullets fired in succession that hit Johnny killing him in seconds, he did not even had time to register anything the luck he thought he had after killing Rajeev never helped him.
After killing Johnny which will show up as an encounter in news, Rajeev's grandfather came to his dead grandsons' body, and saw many diagrams around it, then he remembered these were what his wife called a ritual in which intangible things go to their right place, but that intangible thing his wife talked about is soul, this was an exorcism ritual to sent soul and spirits to their rightful place, but he did not think much about as his heart cried due to death of his grandson.