Thursday, July 10, 2008

The Dark Star - The End....

Continued from Part 1....
Read the post below before you continue with this...
Else you won't get thus story at all....

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The Dark Star (The End)
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It was sad really the way things had shaped up. He cared for them both, in his own way. For one he would lay down his life in an instant, while the other was his life. Funny thing though, but that was what they both wanted. His life. Quite literally him. It wasn't possible to remain split like this any longer.....

In the beginning he had managed. He quite literally led two separate lives as much as possible. He tried giving his time to both, but it couldn't work. He tried to reconcile one with the other. He was split in two. His job and his love. The two things in his life could never live together. And he couldn't live without them.

It had all upto this point led to this confrontation. He had to make a choice ultimately. That he knew. It had come to this point, and he made his choice. And now, it was time to let them know of his choice. Lucky, he thought, it was this night, his lucky night. The star was literally on his side....

As he walked up the path, to the mansion, he remembered another walk he had taken on another night like this. A walk that had changed his life. The walk that led him to her......

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Life was good, he thought as he walked home. He was moving up in the world and people were starting to take notice. It was risky though, for at any moment, he was afraid he would slip back down to earth from the pedestal he had reached. But he knew, with his benefactor behind him, there was no stopping him. He was the best at what he did....

He walked in almost total darkness. The only light was from the lone star in the sky. It hadn't shown this brightly in a long while. He could have driven home, but he enjoyed the walk. He liked the feeling of power and belonging he got, as he walked through what was considered the most prestigious part of the town. People said this was the area where the destiny of the world was decided. And he, at only 28, was now part of it....

Which is what made the sound of scuffling at this time even more surprising. In the darkness he couldn't make out what was happening ahead, But it sounded like there was struggle going on up ahead. Most probably some drunkard beggar getting kicked out of some rich man's bungalows. Still he must be careful he thought. Yet, when he heard the scream pierce the night he ran ahead without any caution....

He could see two dim shapes. A man was trying to force himself on a woman. He couldn't get a good look at either of their faces. Yet he couldn't allow this to continue. He ran ahead and broke them apart, standing in between them, protecting the lady.

"What is going on here? Stop this at once!"

" What the fuck you want?? This doesn't involve ya!!', shouted the drunk. The stench of alcohol was clear in his breath. The man wasn't in his senses. "Get outta here if you know what's good for you! This lady is mine aight! I saw her first! Get your own if you want!!"

"Look. I'm telling you nicely. I don't want any trouble. Please just leave the lady alone and clear off. Or else I will have to - "

" Have to what?? Call the police? I tell you what son of a bitch... I am the police! Here's your stinking police right here!!"
The drunk drew out his gun as he spoke.

He was taken aback. He had a gun! He hadn't expected this before getting involved. Surprised, he hardly heard the woman as she then spoke :
" Just leave me... I'll handle him... He..He.. He seems dangerous. Please. Just go. Or else... You'll be death of us both!"

Surprised he was, but not scared. As the drunk warily watched, he told her to get away. Run to the nearest house for help, he said. Don't worry, I'll handle him. Something about what he said seemed to strike a cord within. She obeyed immediately and ran away telling him to be careful. He didn't need to be, he said as he turned towards the gun pointing at him. It was his night he thought, as the star twinkled in the corner of his eye....

She ran to quickly rushing to get help. That silly man could get killed trying to save her. She had been downtrodden all her life. Then this man had to step in and act like a hero. If something happened to him she would never forgive herself. She ran quicker, as the loud shouts of the drunkard reached her ears.....

There- ... Ahead... A gate... She ran towards it...
"Here...Listen... Please... You've got to help m-..."
The rest of her words remained unsaid as a gunshot rang in the air.

Everything else was a blur. She remembered running back to the spot. She wasn't alone as the gunshot had woken up the area. It was out of place in this little heaven, and it's occupants rushed to see who dared to trouble their dreams. She reached the scene and found him there, waiting. The drunkard was lying dead in a pool of blood. Next to his lifeless body lay two guns.

He was safe! Thank God!

"You fool!! Are you ok??", she screamed as she ran and embraced her saviour. "Don't ever do this again... Or else someday you will be death of me!!"

Everything else was a blur....

From then on, they started seeing a lot of each other. Beginning in the police station where they explained there was a struggle and he killed in self defense. After that for coffee. And after that many more times. For once in her life, finally she was happy. She was loved. She ran away from a broken home and now she had a new one. With him. With her loving angel....

It was only two years later, after their marriage that she found out the truth. Her angel was a proffesional killer!

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"Oh my God...What have I done...?"

Breathing hard he stared at his handiwork ahead of him. His mentor lay dead in front of him. His father.....
His guide...
To whom he owed everything....
And he killed him with his own two hands!

It wasn't his fault. He hadn't come here to this. He came here to end this. He couldn't go on like this. He wanted to quit. He didn't want to be a Hitman anymore!!!

I tried explaining. I made my choice, I wanted out. I wanted love. It was as He was reaching into his pocket finally, that I snapped. He denied me my freedom, and now he wanted to end me too, I thought. But he forget. He trained me. My reflex kicked in, and the next thing I was standing there in a pool of blood.

I must get out of here. I must take her and run away. Some place safe. Get far away from any whiplash that would follow me!!

As he began to turn, something caught his eye. Some papers lay clutched in the Don's death grip. He stepped foward, opening his grip and getting them into his grasp. These were what he was cluthching...What he had thought was a gun. And in front of his eyes were two plane tickets and some bank account numbers....

He had forgotten one thing....
His Benefactor had made him family....
He was his father first and Boss later...
He had forseen this and was willing to send him away!!
He put his son ahead of his bussiness...

He was now dead...

Sobbing....Clutching the blood stained papers...He walked out into the pitch darkness....

His star had abandoned him...

That was the last straw. Fate had turned against him. He knew what it meant. The star was missing. Maybe this wasn't his time after all. He had come to rely on it. And now it had disappeared. It meant something bad, he was sure of it!

As he walked down the path in pitch darkness he was alert. He had told the gaurds to leave as he wanted to be alone when he went up. But he wasn't sure if there was anyone else out there. He would be a wanted man now.And he wasn't sure he was alone.

Ahead... There... There was a silhouette against the night... Someone creeping up the path slowly... Whoever it was, was taking pains to make sure they remained unheard...Someone who didn't want to be heard...

But he was not done yet. He had just come through a bapatism of fire. His new life would be a happy one with his love, without anymore killing or tears. And for that...He was willing to do anything!

With a shout he drew his gun and shot at the shadow! He ran forward emptying his gun on the shadow. He was a professional. He didn't miss....

And as he reached the body with the gun empty....

The dark clouds in sky moved and his star was shining again...

And by it's light he saw the woman he loved, lying there dying by his hand!!!

"I followe-....to make sure-... U were ok..."

As she laid there dying in his arms...He remembered her words...
"Someday....You will be the death of me!!"

He killed the only two people that mattered..
He was no more...
She was gone forever....
And he was left alone...
And he had nothing...

And he looked up and screamed....
Cursing his Dark Star....

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-Aiman
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Ya...
So that was that...
Too bad you know...
I've come to realise im terrible with dialogue...
Will have to work on that...

But ya...
I liked this..
Though i feel that mayb i would be able to make the second part much better...
Mayb i will learn wit time..
or else i jus suck...

Lemme know wat u think!!!

The Dark Star - The Beginning of the End....

A short story...
In two parts though...
I could have finished it now..
But it was getting too big to type...
And i want a break...
Conclusion tomorrow i guess.....

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The Dark Star (The Beginning)
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It was a dark night. They mostly were always dark on nights like this. Almost like the heavens could sense the turmoil brewing at ground. And the stars were all switched off to make the darkness complete. Except one....

That was his star. Or so he liked to believe. His mother always told him the story of how he was born out in the fields, on a dark night like this, with only the star to welcome him. His mother took it as a sign. "The star will lead you to your destiny." Those were her words. If only she knew how prophetic her words would turn out to be....

He took it as a good sign. He had always had good fortune on nights like this. In fact whatever he was today he somehow owed to the star. And today, on the night of his new decision it shown. It was a good sign. He was sure....

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He was running.....

Today he was careless. They were chasing him through the fields. Ever since he was old enough to walk this was how he made his living. Stealing. He didn't call it stealing. In his mind, he was more of a Robin Hood. His only mission to feed his family, his old mother and hungry brother. Quite a big mission for a child who had just turned 10...

He ran. It was a dark night and the fields were thick. He could hear the sounds of the villagers at his back. He wasn't fast enough to lose them. His only option was to find someplace safe to hide. Maybe he shouldn't have stolen the chieftain's gold. But he had to! He had hungry mouths to feed. They were waiting. He had no choice....

The only source of light was from a lone star in the sky. He followed it, running towards it. He felt safe thinking it was his star. It would lead him to safety. It was lucky for him he didn't know where he was going. For if he had known, he would have stopped right there...

The sound of the mob was receding. Thank God, he thought. He would have fainted from exhaustion in another minute if they had kept the chase up. Tired, he continued to run, until he broke out from the oppressing crops into a clearing. He collapsed on the dirt, unable to breathe or even crawl. Only then did he look up....

He had reached what people called the Dead Man's Zone. Not because it was haunted or any other old folk tail. But quite literally, a place where killers stayed. No one who went in there ever came out alive. No one even knew who occupied this massive land. No wonder they turned back, he thought. They were more concerned for their lives. Shit!

He could hear dogs barking , and the sounds were getting closer. As he slipped into unconsciousness, for the first and last time he cursed his star...

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It had been almost 20 years before but he could remember that night like it was yesterday. He had thought it was his last night for sure. Out of the frying pan and straight into the fire. But instead, it was the night he met his benefactor. Everything he was, he owed to him.

He had found him out there lying on the ground. Yet, he did not want to kill him. Instead, he took him in. He gave him a chance, a future. He promised to look after his family for him if he was willing to join him. The next day, was his first day working for him.

At first, there was the training. Finally, something he excelled at. People said he was a natural. He had grace and speed, heightened reflexes and a sharp mind. It was as if he was made for this. It pleased his benefactor even more when he excelled. Before, he was just an opportunity. Now, he saw potential, a future. He took him in and made him family.

Soon, he started putting what he had learnt into his work. He started on a night like this. And soon, he grew in position until he was at his Benefactor's right hand at all times.He was a man now, someone in society. He had a name and respect. Lots of it. And where there is respect in today's world, there also lies lots of wealth.

As he walked up the tarmac from the gate, towards the mansion ahead, his thoughts shifted from his benefactor to the only other person who mattered in his life....

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To be continued....

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Hmmm...Long time i know...

but really i dont have much to say for myself...
Been busy...
Exams and shit finally over!!!

So its kool...
Plannin to hit Banglore...
but that seems like not happenin now that Suraj has pulled out as usual...
Sigh...

Life is good...
Pretty damn good...

Watched Jaane Tu Ya Janne Na....
I have watched it like 3 times in 24 hours...
No i'm not obsessed...
And no im not gay...
It jus happened to work out that way!!!

Hmmm...Presently not reading anythin...
But plannin on changin that soon...
Reread Sidney Sheldon this week..."Best Laid Plans"....
Good book...But of course...
U knew that...

Thats about it for now...
Cya tomorrow...
For the second part and conclusion to this story...
And also some more organised thoughts that are spinning in this old head of mine...

-Aiman Out!!

Wednesday, July 2, 2008