21-06-2025, 08:12 PM
(CHAPTER CONTD)
SAME TIME IN YOD HQ
Hemant was working with the defense personnals of the Indian Army developing something that has never concieved in the country before. With the use of the Alignment Knot , Hemant worked with few Vehicle Designers of the Defense Sector to design the very first Weaponized All Terrain Vehicle (ATV). It was designed in two types , one being a single seater with a mounted m90. The other was a dual seater with the side seater able to use an M134 Mounted Minigun. One prototype each was being built at the highly reinforced and strictly guarded section of the factory.
Hemant even named that section "THE DEFENSE WING" and cordinated with the Indian Army to fortify and make it accessible only to himself and the army personnal. No other workers who worked in the factory , even the security guards had access to that section. The whole place was co-guarded by Hemant's private security guards and guards of the armed forces. Hemant was satisfied with this arrangement as the involvement of army gave him many concessions in securing the place. The workers and the armed forces personnals had a good rapport with each other. Hemant even arranged a wonderfully designed common uniform for Army Personnnal and The Workers to make them feel part of a single entity. The uniform had the arm forces colors but it Hemant's company's logo of YOD Industries.
Past his lunch break he was working on with army workers on the stage one hardware assembly when he got the call on the intercom that he has a guest waiting for him in his office room. Hemant freshened himself and ditched the suit jacket and showcased the black shirt and pants instead. There was a lot of regard among the workers and armed personnals regarding Hemant. Because from their experience , manjority of the factory owners only do site visits and often sit in their AC rooms doing paperwork. But Hemant was different , he would often be involved even in hand held works leading like a commander in their process showing them the right way to do it. This earned him big respect and regard among them.
As Hemant fixed himself and arrived at his office room. He got the second surprise of the day when he saw the guest was Sandeep. Hemant calmly walked towards his chair.
"Hey man , you know I have to say , I am really impressed by your tranformation. You went from a fat loser to a stylish businessman in months"
Hemant was already disliking his presence. Now his talk only made that dislike gain traction.
"What brings you here today Sandy?"
"Nothing man , I was just here to meet an old friend"
"Surprised that you consider me a friend. By my experience it was something else"
"Might be some miscommunication , always considered you a friend"
"Maybe , what are you doing here?"
"Just here to see how my old friend is doing here , I mean pretty good it seems like. I was surprised you built an industry at an isolated place like this. But I have to admit , your HQ looks ten times better than the QUADRON office"
"Thanks , a lot of planning and care went in its design"
"I can see that , the layout truly is state of the art"
"Lets cut the bullshit Sandy. What do you want?"
Sandeep looked annoyed that he is being dragged to his real intention.
"Okay fine , I am here to talk about Tamanna"
Hemant sighed clarifying his prediction in his mind. Sandeep continued.
"I think you probably know , these past few days , I've been trying to approach her and it has worked flawlessly. But she is still not willing to be fully involved"
"Give it time , she will. Things like this shouldn't be rushed"
"I know , but I am growing impatient. I need her Hemant , I need her on my bed"
The last wording , that awakened something in Hemant. It also gave the telltale sign that Sandeep hasn't changed , he was in his usual antics"
"In your bed?"
"Yeah obviously , why do you think I've been chasing her all these days. I want her for one night , I want to enjoy that sweet sexy milky body of hers and bury her with my essence. But she is refusing on my every proposal for a date. I want her for a night Hemant , and I want your help in setting it up"
A wave of anger was passing through Hemant. And this time the scenario was different , he was no longer holding himself back. And this new outreach only made Hemant feel there is only one way that is best in reacting to this. But still he repressed , not because of Sandeep. But because of his father.
"I am not your pimp Sandeep. If you want something like that , recommend going to the red light in the city. Pretty sure you will find the place to discharge your essense there"
"Oh come on Hemant. You know damn well about me , once I've set my eyes on something , I never give up on it. One way or the other , I must have her , I want her. For just once , I wanna squeeze that sweet flower and consume its nectar. I want to show her heaven!"
"SANDEEP!" Hemant's reaction was a bit loud. He once again calmed himself.
"Look Sandy , she is not that type of a woman. She has went through a lot , you have the potential to be a good man. Your father , I admire him a lot. Can't you be a bit more like him? Stop this madness and see the bigger picture. I am requesting you to stop doing that to her , treat her like a partner. She can be the best choice of your life , a wonderful teammate for life. Don't do this to her"
Sandeep started to laugh and Hemant knew he was mocking him. Soon Sandeep spoke in a condescending tone.
"I knew it. You're just like my father , old fashioned , weak and down right boring. I am surprised you have all this Hemant. Because no matter how much you achieve , a loser will forever be a loser. I know you have some soft spot for her , considering your history , your good friend from college. But since you're not gonna help , I will promise one thing Hemant"
Sandeep walked up close to Hemant who was now standing near the glass shaded wall of his office room.
"I am going to fuck her Hemant. And I am going to fuck her real good. I will turn your once sweet college friend into my own personal slut. She will obey to me and enjoy all the things I will do with her. Don't care that bitch of a child she has , I am going to make you take care of that worthless daughter of her while I am gonna fuck her mother and put a new sibling in her in the future. You can continue to be her WIMP!"
When Sandeep insulted Shraddha was already the moment of overboard. Hemant was no longer a silent working man anymore. Before Sandeep could realize his mistake , Hemant erupted!
He grabbed Sandeep by the neck and planted him to the glass wall. In an instant , Hemant picked out his .44 smith wesson revolver he now keeps in his back and straight up penetrated it into Sandeep's throat.
"GGGGGGGGGGLAAAAAAAAA"
Sandeep could only respond in a gutural groan and scream that was muffled by a revolver shoved down his throat.
His eyes were wide , terrified from the recent development in the situation. He looked at Hemant's face and he could not see that same repressed working man anymore. In the deep dark pupils of his eyes , all Sandeep could see was a dark void. It was like he wasn't standing in front of a simple family man anymore , hell not even a man in tha matter. At that moment , Sandeep felt Hemant was something else , something dark , sinister and all the more TERRIFYING!
Sandeep trembled being planted on that glass wall as Hemant came near his face and said in a low tone.
"I can save Tamanna and end all this stupidity right now with the push on the trigger Sandy"
Sandeep shivered as his forehead was sweating profusely. Hemant kept giving that dark stare to him after which he again said in a low tone.
"Next time you talk to your dad......atleast ask once.....how he and I met.....and who I really am!"
Saying that Hemant slowly removed the revolver from his mouth after which Sandeep kept looking at him terrified. Sandeep soon bolted and walked away quick.
"Sandeep!"
Hemant shouted his name which made Sandeep stop dead in his tracks. Sandeep looked back at Hemant , as Hemant warned.
"If anyone else learns about what happened here , I will pay a personal visit to your place , and this time I will be bringing a different weapon"
Hearing that , Sandeep left quickly not bothering to look back. Hemant stood there looking to the outdoors waiting. He soon saw Sandeep get in his car and drive off fast. Hemant calmed himself as he felt that raging inferno in him for few seconds in that confrontation with Sandeep. It was a revelation that the darker destructive part of him is still buried beneath. But Hemant remembered Harper's words and Anjali's divine gift for his well being. To be something new , molded from the past and present. He picked out the ring of the Archangel from his pocket , still refusing to wear it. But Hemant also looked at the ring Anjali gave him , the insignia of Lord Garuda shining in the sunlight.
Hemant could not help but see the similarity. The archangel ring also had the imagery of the angel wings and Lord Garuda also had wings. Both sharing a similar theme , a force of reckoning against the incarnations of evil. While Archangel represented a calm but precise and effective strike of evil. Garuda represented might and raw power , a force that cannot be rivaled and who can shake the known universe with his rampage. It was a metaphor which Hemant believed seeing those rings. That this was the path set for him , to be the best of both worlds. Somehow converge this two folkore and build something robust , draw out the best parts of Michael the Archangel and Garuda the Mighty and create a force within him like never before.
After tasting the flames of his past , Hemant had a surreal out of body experience. The sense of will and strength increased tenfold , Hemant wandered to his personal storage space and picked up a massive wide bag. He picked it and placed it on his office room table. It was like a bag for a long item of some sorts , something that was long and not wide. Hemant unzipped it and as he touched the fabric , he was bombarded with the visions of his nightmare , it overwhelmed him with emotions as he removed his hand and stepped away. Somewhere deep inside , there was still something in him that was stopping him to touch that thing in the bag.
With overwhelming emotions and deep pain Hemant walked away from his office leaving the mysterious hidden item in that table.
(TO BE CONTD)
SAME TIME IN YOD HQ
Hemant was working with the defense personnals of the Indian Army developing something that has never concieved in the country before. With the use of the Alignment Knot , Hemant worked with few Vehicle Designers of the Defense Sector to design the very first Weaponized All Terrain Vehicle (ATV). It was designed in two types , one being a single seater with a mounted m90. The other was a dual seater with the side seater able to use an M134 Mounted Minigun. One prototype each was being built at the highly reinforced and strictly guarded section of the factory.
Hemant even named that section "THE DEFENSE WING" and cordinated with the Indian Army to fortify and make it accessible only to himself and the army personnal. No other workers who worked in the factory , even the security guards had access to that section. The whole place was co-guarded by Hemant's private security guards and guards of the armed forces. Hemant was satisfied with this arrangement as the involvement of army gave him many concessions in securing the place. The workers and the armed forces personnals had a good rapport with each other. Hemant even arranged a wonderfully designed common uniform for Army Personnnal and The Workers to make them feel part of a single entity. The uniform had the arm forces colors but it Hemant's company's logo of YOD Industries.
Past his lunch break he was working on with army workers on the stage one hardware assembly when he got the call on the intercom that he has a guest waiting for him in his office room. Hemant freshened himself and ditched the suit jacket and showcased the black shirt and pants instead. There was a lot of regard among the workers and armed personnals regarding Hemant. Because from their experience , manjority of the factory owners only do site visits and often sit in their AC rooms doing paperwork. But Hemant was different , he would often be involved even in hand held works leading like a commander in their process showing them the right way to do it. This earned him big respect and regard among them.
As Hemant fixed himself and arrived at his office room. He got the second surprise of the day when he saw the guest was Sandeep. Hemant calmly walked towards his chair.
"Hey man , you know I have to say , I am really impressed by your tranformation. You went from a fat loser to a stylish businessman in months"
Hemant was already disliking his presence. Now his talk only made that dislike gain traction.
"What brings you here today Sandy?"
"Nothing man , I was just here to meet an old friend"
"Surprised that you consider me a friend. By my experience it was something else"
"Might be some miscommunication , always considered you a friend"
"Maybe , what are you doing here?"
"Just here to see how my old friend is doing here , I mean pretty good it seems like. I was surprised you built an industry at an isolated place like this. But I have to admit , your HQ looks ten times better than the QUADRON office"
"Thanks , a lot of planning and care went in its design"
"I can see that , the layout truly is state of the art"
"Lets cut the bullshit Sandy. What do you want?"
Sandeep looked annoyed that he is being dragged to his real intention.
"Okay fine , I am here to talk about Tamanna"
Hemant sighed clarifying his prediction in his mind. Sandeep continued.
"I think you probably know , these past few days , I've been trying to approach her and it has worked flawlessly. But she is still not willing to be fully involved"
"Give it time , she will. Things like this shouldn't be rushed"
"I know , but I am growing impatient. I need her Hemant , I need her on my bed"
The last wording , that awakened something in Hemant. It also gave the telltale sign that Sandeep hasn't changed , he was in his usual antics"
"In your bed?"
"Yeah obviously , why do you think I've been chasing her all these days. I want her for one night , I want to enjoy that sweet sexy milky body of hers and bury her with my essence. But she is refusing on my every proposal for a date. I want her for a night Hemant , and I want your help in setting it up"
A wave of anger was passing through Hemant. And this time the scenario was different , he was no longer holding himself back. And this new outreach only made Hemant feel there is only one way that is best in reacting to this. But still he repressed , not because of Sandeep. But because of his father.
"I am not your pimp Sandeep. If you want something like that , recommend going to the red light in the city. Pretty sure you will find the place to discharge your essense there"
"Oh come on Hemant. You know damn well about me , once I've set my eyes on something , I never give up on it. One way or the other , I must have her , I want her. For just once , I wanna squeeze that sweet flower and consume its nectar. I want to show her heaven!"
"SANDEEP!" Hemant's reaction was a bit loud. He once again calmed himself.
"Look Sandy , she is not that type of a woman. She has went through a lot , you have the potential to be a good man. Your father , I admire him a lot. Can't you be a bit more like him? Stop this madness and see the bigger picture. I am requesting you to stop doing that to her , treat her like a partner. She can be the best choice of your life , a wonderful teammate for life. Don't do this to her"
Sandeep started to laugh and Hemant knew he was mocking him. Soon Sandeep spoke in a condescending tone.
"I knew it. You're just like my father , old fashioned , weak and down right boring. I am surprised you have all this Hemant. Because no matter how much you achieve , a loser will forever be a loser. I know you have some soft spot for her , considering your history , your good friend from college. But since you're not gonna help , I will promise one thing Hemant"
Sandeep walked up close to Hemant who was now standing near the glass shaded wall of his office room.
"I am going to fuck her Hemant. And I am going to fuck her real good. I will turn your once sweet college friend into my own personal slut. She will obey to me and enjoy all the things I will do with her. Don't care that bitch of a child she has , I am going to make you take care of that worthless daughter of her while I am gonna fuck her mother and put a new sibling in her in the future. You can continue to be her WIMP!"
When Sandeep insulted Shraddha was already the moment of overboard. Hemant was no longer a silent working man anymore. Before Sandeep could realize his mistake , Hemant erupted!
He grabbed Sandeep by the neck and planted him to the glass wall. In an instant , Hemant picked out his .44 smith wesson revolver he now keeps in his back and straight up penetrated it into Sandeep's throat.
"GGGGGGGGGGLAAAAAAAAA"
Sandeep could only respond in a gutural groan and scream that was muffled by a revolver shoved down his throat.
His eyes were wide , terrified from the recent development in the situation. He looked at Hemant's face and he could not see that same repressed working man anymore. In the deep dark pupils of his eyes , all Sandeep could see was a dark void. It was like he wasn't standing in front of a simple family man anymore , hell not even a man in tha matter. At that moment , Sandeep felt Hemant was something else , something dark , sinister and all the more TERRIFYING!
Sandeep trembled being planted on that glass wall as Hemant came near his face and said in a low tone.
"I can save Tamanna and end all this stupidity right now with the push on the trigger Sandy"
Sandeep shivered as his forehead was sweating profusely. Hemant kept giving that dark stare to him after which he again said in a low tone.
"Next time you talk to your dad......atleast ask once.....how he and I met.....and who I really am!"
Saying that Hemant slowly removed the revolver from his mouth after which Sandeep kept looking at him terrified. Sandeep soon bolted and walked away quick.
"Sandeep!"
Hemant shouted his name which made Sandeep stop dead in his tracks. Sandeep looked back at Hemant , as Hemant warned.
"If anyone else learns about what happened here , I will pay a personal visit to your place , and this time I will be bringing a different weapon"
Hearing that , Sandeep left quickly not bothering to look back. Hemant stood there looking to the outdoors waiting. He soon saw Sandeep get in his car and drive off fast. Hemant calmed himself as he felt that raging inferno in him for few seconds in that confrontation with Sandeep. It was a revelation that the darker destructive part of him is still buried beneath. But Hemant remembered Harper's words and Anjali's divine gift for his well being. To be something new , molded from the past and present. He picked out the ring of the Archangel from his pocket , still refusing to wear it. But Hemant also looked at the ring Anjali gave him , the insignia of Lord Garuda shining in the sunlight.
Hemant could not help but see the similarity. The archangel ring also had the imagery of the angel wings and Lord Garuda also had wings. Both sharing a similar theme , a force of reckoning against the incarnations of evil. While Archangel represented a calm but precise and effective strike of evil. Garuda represented might and raw power , a force that cannot be rivaled and who can shake the known universe with his rampage. It was a metaphor which Hemant believed seeing those rings. That this was the path set for him , to be the best of both worlds. Somehow converge this two folkore and build something robust , draw out the best parts of Michael the Archangel and Garuda the Mighty and create a force within him like never before.
After tasting the flames of his past , Hemant had a surreal out of body experience. The sense of will and strength increased tenfold , Hemant wandered to his personal storage space and picked up a massive wide bag. He picked it and placed it on his office room table. It was like a bag for a long item of some sorts , something that was long and not wide. Hemant unzipped it and as he touched the fabric , he was bombarded with the visions of his nightmare , it overwhelmed him with emotions as he removed his hand and stepped away. Somewhere deep inside , there was still something in him that was stopping him to touch that thing in the bag.
With overwhelming emotions and deep pain Hemant walked away from his office leaving the mysterious hidden item in that table.
(TO BE CONTD)
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