A Police Story

ACP Manjitha Vanzara

In India, it’s a culture to condemn police. Though, when we are faced with emergency we dial “100” with all confidence assuming that the police will come and save us.  But when relaxed, we speak all things shit about the Police force and their practices. It is believed that Police are more dangerous than criminals. Good governance and time has definitely improved the police practices resulting to healthier perception of policing. There are still many areas where we have “Gundaraj”. People with power can shoot anyone on road, between hundreds of eyes and still relax at home without even any court trial. Not even FIR is filled against such gangsters.

Today while attending Josh Talks I happen to hear ACP, Manjitha Vanjara of Ahmedabad. When she was announced to come I thought “Ahh! Another man boasting of his valour to lower the crime rates and make city clean is here.” I was not very much interested.

Proving my eeriest imagination and perception of the ugly, poorly dresses police officers wrong, stepped a beautiful lady, very beautifully dressed on the stage. Shocked, bewildered, I thought, “Blimey! It’s a girl.”

Background (my last expression)

I live in a country where people ask, “when will she get married?”, “when will she have a baby?”, “Why is she having only one baby?”, “Why is so fat?” – everything about “why she” and nothing about “why him?”

Here if the boys are on weed, parents would say, “He is young, of course he will have some addiction!” but for girls, “Eeow! She does not know sewing, how will she find a groom?” Talking of Gender Equality will surely give everyone a migraine.

Yet standing in front of me, is a beautiful lady in the occupation of Cop, and a good daring cop who has improved lives. This gave me all the inspiration that is necessary to pump the adrenaline to dare and pursue my dream of being author. The adrenaline was at its peak when she started her dare-story.

The Dare Story

There is an area called Chhara community in the old Ahmedabad city. Here the chief source of income is selling “Desi Daru” and pick pocketing. Most ladies were widow as they make their own liquor and the husbands get drunk so much that they die very early by consuming innumerable amounts of home-made liquor. Police arrests them; they get bail; they come out and start the same business again. Very rarely, if a woman tries to have a better life and start something legal, she remains workless and penniless. She has been tagged with the Chhara woman and no one will give her work of any kind. It’s a vicious circle, you have to stay and do the same thing everyone’s doing to earn your lively hood.

The Challenge

Ms. Manjitha took the challenge to improve this community and offer them some healthy and legal source of income. Mostly when government takes up such Human Development projects they book tutorials for sewing clothes and beauty parlour and ask them to start earning from those newly learned skill set. The hard core reality is why would one go to Chhara community to get a haircut or stitch their dress? The impression the Chhara People held, the good people would definitely want to stay away from them. Ms. Manjitha was proficient to understand that these courses are not going to improve a single life. It’s good and glittering only on papers.

What She Did?

She commissioned an NGO to take the project further. The first step was to contact them and establish trust. The NGO buddies were scared to go to Chhara community alone and hence Ms. Manjitha accompanied them. They found that Chhara women earned Rs. 500 per day. So the first deal is if one wants them to practice legal occupation, than that good occupation should give them atleast Rs. 500 per day. Initially only 6 ladies could trust Ms. Manjitha and the NGO. Determined she was, she booked tutorials for sewing and beauty parlour. She asked her friends and family who are into fashion industry to give minor sewing work to these ladies. And they agreed? Of course not. They were tensed what if those bunch of ladies theft their machines, clothes and other stuff. She coaxed, convinced and those ladies had the work of sewing clothes. If the details were to be given, she gathered crowd of 100 women on the first day, out of which only 6 came back to take the tutorials, while only 1 got into the profession of sewing. The ratio is miserable, but that one improved life, a sustained practice of good legal job, can boost the rest of the pack for sure.

The project ended and she was a star. Nope. Wrong again. She asked those ladies to go and convince other women in their, to come and join them and do some legal stuff. Today there are more women who have improved their lives and living a respectful life.

She is actually policing rightly. She said she feels better when instead of arresting-lodging FIR-trials-Punishment-Bail-theft circle, she is actually improving lives. She is helping people get respect. Is not that simply amazing? I have never met a beautiful lady who is filled with beauty inside out with sheer virtuosity and valour.

The Weird Man

The Wierd Man – Shanu Shah

Viato shuddered as he heard loud banging on his front door. As he neared the door he could hear people screaming too.

He latched the chain and opened the door very slowly.

“Open the door fast” Keritesi screamed. He did, she rushed in and closed it quickly panting.

“What is happening? Do you want something to drink” Viato brought a cup and she swallowed in a single swig.

“Tell me what happened?” Viato asked he shivered as he could hear more screams coming from outside.

Keritesi said, “When I came out of the office structure I heard something.”

“What did you heard??” Viato turned to face Keritesi

“Screams. Lots and lots of screams”

“What?”

“Everyone was running  and screaming.And then I saw something very horrible.”

“What did you see?” He beckoned the curtains only little, to see at the streets, he has a knot in his throat to see everyone running around in confusion. Every face wore fear and anxiety.

“Someone or something very horrible”

“Ahh..!”

 “It was in plain white… clothes, shouting strange things in strange language.”

“Oh..!! ” Vaito was now sweating red with nervousness.

“He started running behind me, so I too started running faster.”

“Everyone on the streets where scared as he was bawled absurdly in incongruous language”

“Incongruous language??” Viato was now more scared.

“Yes” Keritesi replied. “I understood only little of his shouting though”

“What did you understand?”

“He was saying something very strange. Something really really strange”

“But what?”

“He said he is from Planet Earth!”

“What?” Viato almost shouted with horror

“Yes. He did mention Planet Earth”

“But what is that weird man in white clothes from Planet Earth doing here in Yarossango?”

Dark Heavens – Chapter 4

Never Ending

Bones creaked under his feet as he traipses deeper into the cave in the moonless night. The muffle wails have stopped, he mostly cherishes screams though. Vlad is precarious, he can smell intrusion and something more sinister along with blood.

‘Dead’s Blood’ he whispers.

Crunching more bones he reaches the end of the cave. It’s empty. A chill seeps through him. He roars loudly, his voice screeching through the thick walls of the cave, reaching far away, making wild animals shiver and hide. The birds are quiet, the movements sparse.

“It’s a trap” Vlad fumes. His fangs protruding, ready for the pray, his sharp long nails piercing his own hands as he clenches his fists. The wounds from his nails heals itself before he starts marching towards the exit.

Boom. The bomb goes off splashing the silver on his body drilling holes everyplace it touches.

“Silver can only make me immobile, you dunderhead” Vlad’s gasping fails to match his words.

“This is not just any silver, its silver from Unicorn. It will kill you Vlad. Slowly. Very very slowly” Santiago smirks.

“Why?” Vlad bleats. He squirms and gnashes his teeth, his eyes now vivid crimson.

“I am forever. And so are my rules. Traitors are always punished to death.”

“I thought I will never get rid of my husband” Jasmine chortles and starts snogging in front of direly fluttering Vlad.

“Let’s go” fingers entwined they saunter out of the cave.

Soon there is wedding of Jasmine and Santiago. Santiago is now the Prince of Vampires and Head of the newly formed Human-Vampire Association along with Mr Valcheva who will represent Humans.

Santiago and Jasmine were madly in love since the time they saw each other, but when she knew he is Vampire she changed her course of life. But Vlad mesmerised her and she was indeed in love with him until she met Santiago again in the Mansion with Vlad. She was unnerved, confused for days about her own feelings. Vlad was good, caring and everything that a woman wants from her lover, but he kept busy. It was when she was about die, Santiago reached there and saved her life. It was impossible for her to live as human as her body was very much destroyed. Hence he made her vampire by pouring his blood into her mouth, till she recovered completely. He have saved her life.

They want to tell this to Vlad and be open about it; but the war broke out. It was in the war they saw the most devilish side of Vlad. Vlad has become so obsessed with power that she detested him. Vlad killed every vampire who failed to follow his order brutally, captured Darth and kept him into the dungeon for weeks. Tormenting him, torturing him, taking his blood for days and filling cans for making more lethal weapons with the most lethal combination of science and magic. Vlad have grown into monster. A monster that kills for pleasure. Vampires kill only traitor in the new world. But Vlad killed for pleasure. After the war, he started eating humans alive. He loved there screams and beating heart. He loves to see the beating stop.

Vlad is now dangerous to his own people. He tried to be brutal with Jasmine, but Jasmine is a witch difficult to trap. She apparates immediately out of the mansion, out of Vlad’s life. She never want to be with Vlad again. She regrets that she married him in time of war under the pressure of her own emotions to prove him her loyalty. She know very well, have she denied him marriage he would have just hold her hands known the reason and killed both her and Santiago.

Santiago never tried to locate Jasmine. He knew if she wants she can come to him. One night when Santiago was pacing in his room, worried about Jasmine, Jasmine appears just before him. He hugs her and immediately they both were in bed kissing each other and making love. Santiago loves Jasmine. There is no truth bigger than this. He decides to stop the tyranny of Vlad and marry Jasmine.

His first problem is that Jasmine is already married to Vlad, and Vampiric marriage vows are unbreakable. The only way to end the marriage is death of either of them. The second problem is that Vlad has definitely found some elixir that is making him stronger and powerful, toxic and disastrous are more suitable to describe Vlad’s actions.

Santiago decides to know the elixir first and then make a simple antidote that could pierce through that outer layer. In his quest to find the antidote, he meets many vampires who have lived for thousands of years on this earth and gaining knowledge about the Dark Heavens. He meets one such Vampire, Shannakay Jacobs. She walks in her lustrucious body and sits calmly opposite Santiago. She has most voluptuous figure that would spawn desire to have her in any man. Her silky hairs lay on her back, her eyes mesmerises Santiago for few seconds.

He stammers in the beginning, gears himself in self-control and says again, “There are ways of killing Vampires who have gained super powers, blended with magic. I want to know that”

“Aren’t you tired of killing half the race already?” Belladonna pierces right into his eyes shutting his thoughts for few minutes. Santiago realises his mouth is open and drooping, as he regains his self-control again. He decides not to look into her eyes. A glass of water stands in front of him. He has his own suspicion about it. A water may have its own ways to conquer his senses. Belladonna is a noble woman she has helped many vampires and solved many Vampire –Human issues during her time. Now she has become very reclusive and does not like to disturb for trivial affairs. Only one thing is very ugly about her. She loves men. She wants them. A new men every fortnight. Hence men are scared, she traps them, makes them fall in love with her and when she is tired, throws them out of the house. None of them ever was able to overcome the loss. Her love was so deep into their hearts that they keep wandering around her castle, killing each other and fighting for her.

It was Vlad who has stopped this by a warning, he said he does not mind her being promiscuous, but she will have to free the vampires from her trap of magic and control. She should not affect their mental health. She was acquiesce and had never trapped any men’s senses since then.

She falls in love with Santiago when he steps out from his car outside. The water of course has the love potion that is least required when her eyes can do magic. It made her flinch a bit, twice when Santiago averted his eyes and regained his self-conscious. She shakes her hair as a sign of her getting ready, her big breasts dances a little, and then she looks with a lot more love in her heart at Santiago. Santiago looks back. She, in her mind, thinks of ways of kissing him on his body and everywhere. He was pleased and satisfied after an hour long love. Santiago was now on her bed with her. Though for a moment it feels strange, but Belladonna was quick. Santiago was difficult but she now had him for more than ten days. Every time when realisation is about to venture its way into him, Santiago would twist his face a bit and loss in his reverie, Belladonna would immediately sit astride him and start talking about their love, making him forget about anything and everything. After five more days, Belladonna was done with him. She went to her little room, behind her vast bedroom and gets a bottle of Unicorn blood. She dresses herself and waits for Santiago in the dining room, sipping red wine to come in his clear state of mind.

“How long have I been here?” Santiago fumes, not looking into her eyes neither her huge breasts nor down her soft lean legs, he simply have to close his eyes.

“I won’t enchant you again, don’t worry.” Belladonna smiles, her lips like petals looks more tempting them ever. Even without power of enchantment, she is mesmerising.

Santiago dares to look into her eyes, and then he starts to leave the castle. “Here take this” Belladonna says, still sitting in her chair, “This is Unicorn Blood, broil it with obsidian stone, human femur, vampire skull and three hearts of three lions for five days. Let it rest and cool for ten more days, you will get semifluid, high-viscous silver liquid above and a violet solid residue underneath. The silver form this way will kill any Vampire, the residue shall be kept in scorching Sun. It will turn into a stone so powerful that it will give you power to give life to dead and enchant anyone by will. Two uses two different ways, find out on your own.” Saying this Belladonna rises and disappears into her castle leaving a bewildered and bewuthered Santiago behind.

Bones creaked under his feet as he traipses deeper into the cave in the moonless night. The muffle wails have stopped, he mostly cherishes screams though. Vlad is precarious, he can smell intrusion and something more sinister along with blood.

‘Dead’s Blood’ he whispers.

Crunching more bones he reaches the end of the cave. It’s empty. A chill seeps through him. He roars loudly, his voice screeching through the thick walls of the cave, reaching far away, making wild animals shiver and hide. The birds are quiet, the movements sparse.

“It’s a trap” Vlad fumes. His fangs protruding, ready for the pray, his sharp long nails piercing his own hands as he clenches his fists. The wounds from his nails heals itself before he starts marching towards the exit.

Boom. The bomb goes off splashing the silver on his body drilling holes everyplace it touches.

“Silver can only make me immobile, you dunderhead” Vlad’s gasping fails to match his words.

“This is not just any silver, its silver from Unicorn. It will kill you Vlad. Slowly. Very very slowly” Santiago smirks.

“Why?” Vlad bleats. He squirms and gnashes his teeth, his eyes now vivid crimson.

“I am forever. And so are my rules. Traitors are always punished to death.”

“I thought I will never get rid of my husband” Jasmine chortles and starts snogging in front of direly fluttering Vlad.

“Let’s go” fingers entwined they saunter out of the cave.

Soon there is wedding of Jasmine and Santiago. Santiago is now the Prince of Vampires and Head of the newly formed Human-Vampire Association along with Mr Valcheva who will represent Humans.

Santiago and Jasmine were madly in love since the time they saw each other, but when she knew he is Vampire she changed her course of life. But Vlad mesmerised her and she was indeed in love with him until she met Santiago again in the Mansion with Vlad. She was unnerved, confused for days about her own feelings. Vlad was good, caring and everything that a woman wants from her lover, but he kept busy. It was when she was about die, Santiago reached there and saved her life. It was impossible for her to live as human as her body was very much destroyed. Hence he made her vampire by pouring his blood into her mouth, till she recovered completely. He have saved her life.

They want to tell this to Vlad and be open about it; but the war broke out. It was in the war they saw the most devilish side of Vlad. Vlad has become so obsessed with power that she detested him. Vlad killed every vampire who failed to follow his order brutally, captured Darth and kept him into the dungeon for weeks. Tormenting him, torturing him, taking his blood for days and filling cans for making more lethal weapons with the most lethal combination of science and magic. Vlad have grown into monster. A monster that kills for pleasure. Vampires kill only traitor in the new world. But Vlad killed for pleasure. After the war, he started eating humans alive. He loved there screams and beating heart. He loves to see the beating stop.

Vlad is now dangerous to his own people. He tried to be brutal with Jasmine, but Jasmine is a witch difficult to trap. She apparates immediately out of the mansion, out of Vlad’s life. She never want to be with Vlad again. She regrets that she married him in time of war under the pressure of her own emotions to prove him her loyalty. She know very well, have she denied him marriage he would have just hold her hands known the reason and killed both her and Santiago.

Santiago never tried to locate Jasmine. He knew if she wants she can come to him. One night when Santiago was pacing in his room, worried about Jasmine, Jasmine appears just before him. He hugs her and immediately they both were in bed kissing each other and making love. Santiago loves Jasmine. There is no truth bigger than this. He decides to stop the tyranny of Vlad and marry Jasmine.

His first problem is that Jasmine is already married to Vlad, and Vampiric marriage vows are unbreakable. The only way to end the marriage is death of either of them. The second problem is that Vlad has definitely found some elixir that is making him stronger and powerful, toxic and disastrous are more suitable to describe Vlad’s actions.

Santiago decides to know the elixir first and then make a simple antidote that could pierce through that outer layer. In his quest to find the antidote, he meets many vampires who have lived for thousands of years on this earth and gaining knowledge about the Dark Heavens. He meets one such Vampire, Shannakay Jacobs. She walks in her lustrucious body and sits calmly opposite Santiago. She has most voluptuous figure that would spawn desire to have her in any man. Her silky hairs lay on her back, her eyes mesmerises Santiago for few seconds.

He stammers in the beginning, gears himself in self-control and says again, “There are ways of killing Vampires who have gained super powers, blended with magic. I want to know that”

“Aren’t you tired of killing half the race already?” Belladonna pierces right into his eyes shutting his thoughts for few minutes. Santiago realises his mouth is open and drooping, as he regains his self-control again. He decides not to look into her eyes. A glass of water stands in front of him. He has his own suspicion about it. A water may have its own ways to conquer his senses. Belladonna is a noble woman she has helped many vampires and solved many Vampire –Human issues during her time. Now she has become very reclusive and does not like to disturb for trivial affairs. Only one thing is very ugly about her. She loves men. She wants them. A new men every fortnight. Hence men are scared, she traps them, makes them fall in love with her and when she is tired, throws them out of the house. None of them ever was able to overcome the loss. Her love was so deep into their hearts that they keep wandering around her castle, killing each other and fighting for her.

It was Vlad who has stopped this by a warning, he said he does not mind her being promiscuous, but she will have to free the vampires from her trap of magic and control. She should not affect their mental health. She was acquiesce and had never trapped any men’s senses since then.

She falls in love with Santiago when he steps out from his car outside. The water of course has the love potion that is least required when her eyes can do magic. It made her flinch a bit, twice when Santiago averted his eyes and regained his self-conscious. She shakes her hair as a sign of her getting ready, her big breasts dances a little, and then she looks with a lot more love in her heart at Santiago. Santiago looks back. She, in her mind, thinks of ways of kissing him on his body and everywhere. He was pleased and satisfied after an hour long love. Santiago was now on her bed with her. Though for a moment it feels strange, but Belladonna was quick. Santiago was difficult but she now had him for more than ten days. Every time when realisation is about to venture its way into him, Santiago would twist his face a bit and loss in his reverie, Belladonna would immediately sit astride him and start talking about their love, making him forget about anything and everything. After five more days, Belladonna was done with him. She went to her little room, behind her vast bedroom and gets a bottle of Unicorn blood. She dresses herself and waits for Santiago in the dining room, sipping red wine to come in his clear state of mind.

“How long have I been here?” Santiago fumes, not looking into her eyes neither her huge breasts nor down her soft lean legs, he simply have to close his eyes.

“I won’t enchant you again, don’t worry.” Belladonna smiles, her lips like petals looks more tempting them ever. Even without power of enchantment, she is mesmerising.

Santiago dares to look into her eyes, and then he starts to leave the castle. “Here take this” Belladonna says, still sitting in her chair, “This is Unicorn Blood, broil it with obsidian stone, human femur, vampire skull and three hearts of three lions for five days. Let it rest and cool for ten more days, you will get semifluid, high-viscous silver liquid above and a violet solid residue underneath. The silver form this way will kill any Vampire, the residue shall be kept in scorching Sun. It will turn into a stone so powerful that it will give you power to give life to dead and enchant anyone by will. Two uses two different ways, find out on your own.” Saying this Belladonna rises and disappears into her castle leaving a bewildered and bewuthered Santiago behind.

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Dark Heavens – Chapter 3

Brutal War

The army gathers outside the mansion into the moonless night on Neil Island. Every vampire is first offered with the obsidian pendant. This will protect them from silver coming their way. Once one thousand vampires adores the obsidian pendant, they drink the blood, a colloid made from human blood and Vampires’ blood that died happily and willingly. The infamous stories of the dark magic generating from the vampire that has died happily was very prevalent among the society and it turns out to be more than powerful when Vlad experiments it on himself. A single swig and Vlad could feel stronger. He asks the guard to shoot him with silver, it deviates. He asks Santiago to stab the Silver sword, it enters and exits him smoothly, healing him faster than his own blood. He hits the pillar next to him, it turns to ashes. A look out of the window, into the darkness, on the ground that is thirty feet down, he sees ants stuttering to their home.

He turns abruptly for a distance buzz, waits, calculates twenty second there will be a knock on the door. And indeed. A knock is heard. Jasmine enters looking around, shudders, fear seeps through her. She looks un-trustfully at Vlad. Her love has been long replaced by vengeance. She likes what she sees. Longer fangs and sharper teeth on Vlad made him more Vampiric than ever. His leonine face and broad-muscular shoulders will make his pray shudder with fear.

Diluted form of Colloid was given to the army. Santiago was sceptical about few being traitors. A translucent layer around the wearer was formed slowly and strongly. Vlad shoots one of them with silver bullet, the whole army shivers for such an act, but it bounced back. They relax and praise the Obsidian pendant. The protection was strong. Vlad din’t bother to explain anything about the blood colloid they had few moments earlier.

“The obsidian that you are wearing is connected with your emotions. Stronger rage and hatred for those vile vampires who had defamed us and are on the verge of exterminating the entire race the stronger will be your cover. And yet you have to be careful. It will wear off with multiple hits and if we have obsidian protection they will have something to break it” Vlad said gruffly.

The army immediately boards the fighter jets. Ten fighter jets takes off to Madison. The jet’s back door opens and the vampires flew to the streets holding their guns tightly. They start shooting right from the air. The river now has the silver mixed with red of blood. Many lifeless vampires lay their cursing.

In the laboratories of Vlad, when they were trying to form a protective cover for all the vampires that were under their league which they made with colloid of human and vampire blood, and few other things that Vlad kept it from both Santiago and Jasmine. The colloid left a purple residue in the bottom of the vessel. The residue however proved quiet lethal. Mere touch burnt the whole body of the scientist, who was making it. The scientist was vampire.

Hundred litre of colloid was made that gives five hundred kilogram of purple residue. The purple residue was then carefully processed to form small pin balls that are now shot from the Vlad’s army, blasting the vampires turning the red blood river into black. With most lethal weapons and strongest protection, the war will be won, Santiago thinks.

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Dark Heavens – Chapter 2

Ready To Fight

“Jasmine” Vlad mutters. “Did you see Jasmine’s body?”

“Well no, I thought you…”

“Who told you Jasmine’s Dead?” Vlad cuts in

Santiago was now pondering into his own mind. The macabre, the outbreak at the Berspark, death of his own sister, so much was happening at the moment that he didn’t even put a thought that Vlad might still look through.

“There is more than you think” Vlad says gravely. “We can have Marlin’s funeral tomorrow morning” says Vlad with sympathy. Marlin was his friend and it was Marlin who have saved his life before. Yet he could not save her back. He does not even know she needs saving. Though Vlad is always in control on his emotions his insecurities are growing like termites eating his insides. Weakening him. Making him vulnerable. His fragile aura giving away to slightest anomaly. He waits for night. For darkness to engulf him and make him stronger than the strongest vampire.

He begins his research for the time being to make powers now one has heard. But that need more sinister ingredients. Available, but was he ready for that.

He gets up walks through the corridor, the single door on that floor is closed, yet voices made their way to Vlad.

“You will not be spared” says a voice

“Vlad will know” says Santiago

“Not if you don’t tell him” says the girl

“No more traitors here” Vlad roars, rattling the doors. He glares at the door, his vision x-raying through and seeing too vampires standing there. Santiago and Jasmine. His heart broke with his vision too.

He knows she is vampire, obviously he can tell. He remembers him asking Jasmine to become vampire and her denying it. She was scared she had said.

A third vampire in the forbidden area enters, looks at Vlad and freezes.

“What are you doing here?” Vlad asks, his eyes green.

“I… I … Sanitago” was all he could say.

“SANTIAGO!” Vlad roars.

Both of them comes out. Vlad could sense the emotions of Jasmine. She was scared, bewildered and her thoughts were more questions than the excuses.

He steps towards her, holds her hands. Jasmine shudders. She knew her life is over now. She knew Vlad well.

Vlad closes his eyes trying to see her past. He could see Santiago carrying her on her shoulders and bringing her here. He fed her vampire blood that healed her and hence he sired her. She just woke few minutes back bewildered and fighting with Santiago first, and then begging her not to inform Vlad.

“What is it that you want to hide from me?” Vlad fumes

“That I am here I should go.” Jasmine quivers.

“Let her go” says Vlad, his face going from red to bright crimson and walks away. He does not have time for histrionics of humans. Or recently turned vampires rather. He has a war to fight. He goes to dungeon. The lower floor of the dungeon has traitors. They are caught and tied with silver. The humans are simply kept in prison. He walks till the far end of the dungeon with biggest prison room where a man lay on the comfortable bed, awake.

He stands there as two guards open the doors. The man does not budge. Vlad sits on the chair, guards pushes the man up. He lays down again and immediately. Vlad waves the guards out.

“Dad” Vlad says without any emotion. The man looks at Vlad with despise, he gets up nevertheless.

“It’s your time to die” Vlad says hollowly “I would like to know your last wish. I don’t ask this to everyone that I kill. Only you. So be sane with what you wish.” Vlad says staring at his father

“I am your father. I nourished you. Made sacrifices for you. And today when you are strong you want to kill me. And oh… look at the audacity… you heartless daft, you come to your father and tell him this” Dad looks away. His face twitches. Vlad averts his eyes, he sees all the fitness equipment lying, an empty diner plate, and assorted fruits in a basket nearby. The prison room was well decorated with his dad’s pictures. He holidaying with his numerous girlfriends. Vlad hates those pictures, he detest the fact that there isn’t a single one that has him or his mom. He also know that’s on purpose. His father has always hated him and his mother. He would come home drunk, beat his mom and if he tried to save her he would beat him up more violently.

During a night in November, his dad has come home with another woman. His mother did not let them in. It was then he, his father has lost his temper and started beating her up. He didn’t stop until he realise that she is no longer screaming, she is no longer moving. The woman who came with him disappeared before he could notice. Vlad had cried for hours then. Later he left his house and started wondering the streets at night to steal food. It was then he met a vampire, and turned into one. After few years of his wealth and fortune he turned his father into vampire and imprisoned him forever. It has been four hundred years since his father has seen the outside world. Initially he had been violent asking for woman and freedom. Vampires can be intensely verile. But none of his wish were granted. And today Vlad knows very well his father would ask for woman and freedom. He simply waits for the desires to surface. He wants his father to be happy when he kills him.

“Vlad” A mellifluous voice strikes Vlad’s ears, rising the desires that he does not welcome today. Though he does not looks back he very well know who has followed him here. Dad gets on his feet.

“I want to say something before I leave” Jasmine says standing behind Vlad.

“I have business here” Vlad is intrigued. Yet he makes it sounds un-important and un-necessary. Dad scans Jasmine.

“I will wait. In the ROOM” Jasmine sings pressing the word room and exits. Vlad gets up after he hears the bang of the door.

“Quick Dad” Vlad suddenly wants to finish this quickly.

“I want to kill you first” Dad squeaks. He leers at the spot where Jasmine was standing few moments ago.

“Alright” Vlad gets on his feet. Dad averts finally. His face twisted.

“I will get you a woman. Behave. Only sex. The cameras are still on” Vlad warns pointing at the little CCTV camera that dangles from ceiling.

“I want what I ask.” Dad revolts.

“A Woman or nothing?” Vlad says placidly, making a final offer. He simply wants his Dad to be happy before he dies. It wasn’t difficult at all.

“Woman” Dad mutters. He agrees to one thing that he has been wanting for years. He does not even know since how long he has been in that little room. There were no clocks, no calendars nothing that will tell you time of the day, or day of the year, year of his life. He had been wondering about death since long. He know it has been long, and he will die any day now. Though his vampiric blood kept him alive and energetic, he was sure to die soon. And the day has come. But why will Vlad want him die happily. Dad was not ready to fulfil his wishes. He does not know anything about the outside world. But he can sense fear and insecurities in Vlad, a magic installed by Vampiric blood. He will die painfully. No matter what. Once the woman leaves, Dad plans to escape and obviously the guards will come with silver swords that he will grab and kill himself. He grins, a most devilish grin that can scare the strongest devil.

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Dark Heavens – Chapter 1

A Story of Treachery and Obsession

“Vlad!” Santiago quakes “Leave her. She is empty.”

Vlad looks back, blood dripping from his mouth, rage in his eyes. He stares at Santiago for a minute as if trying to recognize him. His face is dead, his eyes red. He glares again at the exsiccate body of the girl.

“Let’s go! Hurry.” Santiago gulps. He charges towards the exit.

Vladimir Balsbora was full in rage. His vengeance masquerade his hunger. Hunger for human blood. Not just any humans though. Vampires and Humans aren’t friendly acquaintances, nevertheless, trying to co-exist with little betrayal. Yet few mortal devils chose their path of death without pondering much on repercussions of challenging the immortal Vampires. Yes Vlad is immortal. Silver could not kill him. He had achieved that through several years of research. So is his closely knit group. The five humans that betrayed him has to die. Brutally. And what better way to suck their blood, alive till they die themselves!

Vlad flies to the top window and with lightning speed disappearing before the human police enters the room.

His helicopter is waiting for him at the helipad on top of the hundred storey building ready to take him and Santiago to his mansion. As Helicopter reaches Berspark Island, it thunders with the blast razing his mansion, fabricating a never ending war between humans and vampires. He roars with disgust, his eyes turning green from red and his fangs shooting up.

Santiago immediately gives another address, his own little house located at the Neil Island in the Indian Ocean. Neil Island is in absolute different time zone. The Sun shines at five in the morning, sets at two at noon and the whole islands is wrapped in sheaths of darkness by five o’clock. This is best suitable for new vampires who will have more time awake. Vlad has constructed dungeons that can accommodate thousand vampires to train them here. Long nights make it possible for them to learn magic of being vampire. Santiago was in charge of the whole Vampire Training Mansion and he has constructed his own little home spread into twelve hundred acres as he loved the island’s serenity and vast variety of marine creatures.

The Vampire Training Centre has five floors, maximum the government has allowed. The basement is for humans who are ready to donate blood in exchange of protection and money. The top floor inaccessible to anyone but Vlad and Santiago has special suits for both of them. In between lives one thousand vampires, new and old all-together.

Vlad goes to his room, shutting for rest of the day. His room has special communication system installed. He talks to most of the vampires to employ them in his army. The Human – Vampire Association has been dissolved as Darth has killed many humans for his hunger of power. Darth is self-proclaimed prince of the Vampiric World and wanted to establish a central authority that every vampire will follow. Few tagged along for the fear while many ignored him considering him a joker. But Darth is definitely a grotesque.  He sucks blood from living humans in broad day light proclaiming his power and intentions to rule the dark world. When the Human Vampire Association breaks and the humans now want every vampire dead. Human’s blind vengeance killed many fellow humans, as usual by nature. In fact more humans are killed, only a couple of vampires are terminated by Humans. Among the human macabre lay Vlad’s love. The girl he admired the most and loved so deeply that the news broke him and made him vulnerable again. He is now in r3evenging every Human or Vampire responsible for the macabre.

Vlad finally places a call to Mr Bilroy, who was the head of Human – Vampire Association, he is a human. Though the association has been dissolved, Mr Bilroy’s decision are welcomed by Vampires and Humans equally. He is still influential. The moment the line connects, Mr Bilroy shows him the video of doings of his community.

Several vampires claims free reign siring many humans to vampires and eating others’ flesh. Screams did not stop from any street. Every face of every man is filled with fear. A river of blood ran through streets, few younger vampires were seen drinking it cheerfully.

“If I find you, which I will, you will face worst death than this” Mr Bilroy yells

“We are not the part of this macabre. We don’t do this to humans. And I am here to fight this brutal killings and stop it”

“I salute your audacity and optimism, but you are better DEAD” with this the line goes dead.

Vlad glares at the screen. He has seen a shadow. A shadow of someone he knows. This is trap. The Human – Vampire association has been captured by another entity and he knows what that means well.

He calls Santiago. He wants his army ready. Sire more vampires if they agree and coax those who does not, I want a huge army. Vlad informs him. His anger can cast away his aura, an aura that makes him immortal, in this time of betrayal all his thoughts were nurturing more anger. A single thought of Jasmine made his aura stronger than ever. She was human and loved Vlad very much. She left her home to be with him and that was the reason for her death. He should not have loved her back and risk her life unless she becomes immortal. Yet the guilt wraps him stronger, he could sense similar emotions and he turns around to see Santiago standing.

“What is it?” Vlad glares back at the screen still standing in same position, not wanting to look again at Santiago who might sense his emotions.

“It isn’t your fault, its mine. Jasmine was killed because I was lenient to her. I was responsible for her security” Santiago waits for a response. There is lot he want to say. His feelings and information both fails to form words and he stands there with his guilt. It’s a bad day. Worse. Worse than worse probably. The Dark Heaven has fallen.

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Introvert Kiara Turns To The Vamp

Kiara - A Ballad

She was ambitious

Ambitious.

Not Avaricious

Her peer saw her as ingenious

Meticulous and fabulous

Yet she waddles and flounders

On the corporate ladder

For there was one thing she lacked completely

That’s sycophancy

When her affliction

Wins on determination

Kiara was anomalous

Yet not treacherous

Her pauchy, reeky, harpy Boss

Threw her out, a bacteria on floss

Her parents think they know the solution

They got her groom to overcome depression

The in-laws were her new challenge

After all, she was worst at work-home balance

It was difficult to voice her opinion

She agreed equally to the King and the Minion

No! Kiara isn’t a pervert

Just an introvert

Meditation did gave her some sanity

No one could fill that vanity

During a night of November

Her heart was hotter than ember

The introvert was not ready to accept failure

For her life she is the sailor

She ruffles some books

Changes few hooks

Meetings at the nook

Finally getting, what she looks

Sneezed at some chemicals she brew in laboratory

Drinks the elixir and waits in the lavatory

And then

She feels it

Rising into her

Some super power

She tweaks and twists in delight

For sure, her future is bright

Her life took desired toss

Kiara is now the Boss

Her eyes twinkled as she gets the jack

And a chance to retort and payback

Tormented her manager

Taunted her in-law

Shopped

Till her husband dropped

Laughing at the colossal gains

She had everything except pain

When sun scorched in June

She lost her tune

The chemicals din’t mix correctly

A slight pink was now crimson vividly

She drinks it, strong will make me champ

Nevertheless, her nose crooked

Her teeth sharpened

Her eyes crimson

And she is literally the Vamp

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The Radical Notion of Accepting Her as Human Being. It is read across the globe.

This apocryphal story is set in the rural India where misogyny prevails with acceptance in every household. When few has better lives, there are still women fighting not for the riches but for her being accepted as human.
Ananya Das will definitely snatch your cribbing about misogyny as it will be nothing as compared to hers.
Read to find out the truth.

Retributioner has been read across the globe and received five-star rating by all its reader. It is read in India, United States of America, United Kingdom, Italy, Germany and France. A short story that gripped so many people is the real achievement of me as a writer and motivates me to create more fascinating people and more mesmerizing world.

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