The Rising Phoenix // Vani Fanfiction

#28. Raj and Simran Vs Raj

They all heard whistling. Daksh, Sam, and Bani knew that whistling.

"Kon hai?" Balwant asked angrily.

"Markaat" Bani answered. Her own heart beating a bit faster.

"Tch tch tch..." A familiar voice was heard. A cold shiver up her spine. Her hands shook. She could never mistake that voice. The sound of boots rang. It was her Veer's voice.

Veer showed up. Or rather Markaat in Veer's body. He was in his cheel's human form. Black-clad. The handsome face marred with malicious intent.

"Veer bhai??..." Ponky whispered.

"Chote, tu darta bohot hai. Cheel hai, koi chuha nahi. Seena taan ke khada hona seekh le." He put his arm around Ponky. He went around the place. The same madness in the eyes but a malicious kind of madness. He opened his arms and stood up on the coffee table. He breathed loudly.

"Azaadi...." He exclaimed like a mad man. His eyes fixed on Bani.

"Nageshwari...  Dekh ke accha laga tumhe." He said and laughed. It couldn't be Veer. He never called her Nageshwari. He knew to call her Bani. "Arreey nahi woh kya accha lagta hai tumhe..... sweetheart..." He tasted the word on his tongue.

"Sweetheart..." He circled her like a typical eagle gliding around above its prey. A mad man's grin on his face. It was Bani's nightmare coming true. " Bohot accha lagta hai tumhe yeh sunna. Specially Veer ki awaaz mein?" 

"Bhabhi se dur raho." Daksh, Sam, and Ponky defended Bani. Balwant and Pawan were surprised. Markaat's eyes fell on Balwant and Shukla. He strutted over to Balwant. Actually holding Balwant's arm and then looking at his own hands. A large grin on his face. The feeling of finally feeling something physically. He had almost lost the ability to feel from touch after such long captivity.

"Balwant. Waah. Dekh ke accha laga tumhe. Pata hai? Aise bina kisi bediyon ke chalne mein kitna sukoon hai?"

"Tum Veer ko kabhi control nahi kar sakte." Bani claimed. He turned around. "Veeranshu, please... mujhe pata hai ki tum ho waha, please yeh mat hone do."

Violence flared in his eyes and he grabbed her by her throat. In a moment, she was free. Violence danced in his eyes and he moved his head like it was ticking. He looked at his hand that instantly set her free the moment he grabbed her throat. Veer wasn't letting him injured or hurt Bani at all. Veer's own temper flared when Markaat tried to go for Bani.

"Maun rahogi toh jeevit rahogi, Nageshwari. Warna tumhe mujhse koi nahi bacha sakta. Tumhare Shiv bhi mujhe nahi maar sakte."

"Yeh tumhari galat fehmi hai. Unse toh tum ladne ki socho bhi mat."

He laughed.

"Mujhe lagta hai, Nageshwari, tumne mujhe Chandrakala samjha hai. Main. Chandrakala ki tarah bewakoof nahi hoon. Mujhe pata hai ki Shiv or Narayan kya kar sakte hai. Aisi nasamjhi nahi karta main. Maine isiliye kaha ki Shiv bhi mujhe nahi maar sakte kyuki Shiv ne khud yeh vachan diya hai Narayan ko ki woh mujhe nahi maarenge."

Bani was shocked at the revelation. He laughed at her expression. It was slow revelations of things she's never heard of. She's never heard of the Gods requesting not to kill anyone. They generally trust each other with judgment.

"Kya lagta hai tumhe? Main naagon ko maarun aur Shiv ko gussa nahi aayega? Aaya tha na. Par mere Narayan ne unhe roka. Apne pyaare bhakt ko bachane aate hi. Mujhe bachane woh gaye the Shiv ke paas. Unke kehne par mujhe shraap deke chod diya." Markaat answered.

"Please, Bani ko kuch mat karna." Meera requested. He turned to look at Meera. Tapish quickly pulled her behind him. Markaat laughed.

"Yeh kaise ho raha hai, Balwant? Tumhare dono bete hi apne vansh se alag vyakti ke saath dil laga baithe hai." He laughed. He turned to Shukla. "Shukla, Kul guru ban ke kya kar rahe ho? Samjha nahi paaye inko ki hum cheel kabhi apne vansh se alag logo ke saath dil nahi lagate?"