Previous epdisode : Tamil told Shyam to bring everyone to discuss about this tragedy event
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As the first rays of the sun pierced through the window, Shyam sprang out of his bed and headed straight to his basement. There, he had set up his own makeshift gym, with a boxing bag hanging from the ceiling.
He wrapped his hands with tape and put on his gloves, then unleashed a flurry of punches on the bag. He felt a surge of energy coursing through his veins, as if he was ready to take on the world.
He hit the bag harder and faster, until he heard a loud rip. He looked up and saw the bag split open, spilling sand and cotton all over the floor. He cursed under his breath and grabbed another bag from the corner.
He hung it up and resumed his punching, determined to finish his workout. He didn't care about the mess he had made, or the time he had wasted. All he cared about was the feeling of power and satisfaction he got from hitting the bag.
A mysterious voice haunted him relentlessly. "I will kill every single person that truly loves you." It rang in his ears, louder and louder, until he could not bear it anymore. He unleashed his fury on the bag, punching it with all his strength. He felt a surge of satisfaction as he ripped through the sixth bag of the day. He staggered to the desk, his hand dripping with blood.
After a refreshing shower, Shyam set off for Tamil's house. He was eager to find out who had attacked Ajay. On the way, he bumped into David, who joined him.
They chatted about various things, but their minds kept returning to the mystery of Ajay's assailant. As they approached Tamil's place, they saw the rest of their gang waiting for them. Together, they reached the place , hoping for some answers.Shyam and David made their way to Tamil's house. They were about to knock on the door when they heard a loud voice from inside.
It was Tamil's mom, Sakura, and she was furious. She was scolding Tamil for not helping her with the chores. She called him a worthless failure, a disgrace to the family.
Shyam and David exchanged a look of sympathy. They knew how hard Tamil's life was.
The door swung open, and Sakura appeared. She was still fuming, but when she saw the boys, she quickly changed her expression.
She smiled and greeted them warmly. She looked puzzled when she saw David, whom she had never met before. Shyam wasted no time in introducing him as his friend. Sakura nodded and welcomed him too. She said she had to go to the market to buy some groceries, and left them alone.Shyam searched for Tamil.
He found him in his room, putting on his shoes. He looked up and saw his friends. He smiled weakly and said, "My mom doesn't know what happened to Ajay." Shyam nodded.
He knew Tamil didn't want to worry her. They all went downstairs, where the rest of the gang was waiting. Tamil glanced at them and said, "Let's go." They headed to their hideout which was the abandoned playground
Emi the neighbour of Tamil had always been fascinated by her mysterious neighbour, Tamil.
She often wondered what he did in his spare time, what secrets he hid behind his dark eyes, what made him smile or frown. She had spoken to him very rare , but she felt a strange attraction that drew her to him.
Today, she had dressed up for a lunch date with her friends. She wore a red silk dress that hugged her curves, a pair of black heels that added to her height, and a matching clutch that held her essentials. She applied some makeup to enhance her natural beauty, highlighting her almond-shaped eyes and full lips. She let her long black hair cascade over her shoulders, framing her oval face. She looked stunning, and she knew it.
As she stepped out of her home, she saw Tamil and his friends walking across the street. Tamil was wearing a casual outfit of jeans and a red shirt, but he still looked handsome and confident. They seemed to be heading towards the old playground at the end of the street.
The playground had been abandoned for years, and no one ever went there. Emi felt a surge of curiosity and decided to follow him. She wanted to know what he was up to, and maybe get a chance to know about him. She crossed the street and trailed behind him, keeping a safe distance. She hoped he wouldn't notice her, but she also hoped he would.
The abandoned ground was silent and desolate, except for the sound of footsteps and whispers. Tamil and his gang had arrived, looking for answers and revenge. Tamil climbed up a concrete wall, towering over his friends.
He raised his voice, commanding their attention. "Who did this to us? Who dared to attack our brothers last night? Who beat up Ajay so badly that he's still in the hospital? Does anyone know?" He scanned their faces, hoping for a clue.
Jack stepped forward, his face pale and bruised. "We have no idea who did this to us, Tamil. I was at home with my parents, relaxing after a long day. Then I heard a knock on the door. I opened it and saw a delivery guy holding a huge parcel. He said it was for me and asked me to open it. I was curious, so I went closer to the parcel. But before I could touch it, I felt a sharp pain in my back. Someone had hit me with a metal bat from behind. I fell to the ground, and they stomped me continuously I became unconscious ."
Tamil gasped, his eyes wide with horror. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Jack continued, "I think they were the same ones who beat up Ajay. They must have been watching us, waiting for the right moment to strike."
Axel was the next one to speak. He said he was walking home alone, when suddenly the street lamps went out. He felt someone trip him from behind, and he crashed to the pavement. A heavy boot stomped on his head, making him bleed profusely. He managed to get up, but he couldn't see anyone in the dark. He heard stones whizzing past his ears, and he covered his face with his arms. He ran for his life, but a fit guy caught up with him and punched him hard in the face. That was the last thing he remembered.
Tamil asked him what time it was when it happened. Axel said it was around 8:40. Tamil shook his head in silence. He had a bad feeling that someone was after them.
Tamil's voice trembled with anger as he spoke."This was no accident. This was a deliberate and coordinated strike. They knew who we were, where we lived, what we did. They hunted us down, one by one. Did anyone survive their onslaught?" He looked around at the faces of his remaining comrades, hoping for a glimmer of hope.
Leo, the strongest and most muscular of Tamil's gang, pushed his way through the crowd and reached his Tamil. "Me!" he said with his bold voice. Tamil nodded and gestured for him to continue. "Tell me about them," he said, curious about the enemies they were facing.
Leo took a deep breath and began. "I was doing my usual workout at the gym, and when I finished, I went to the basement parking lot to get my motorbike . As I was walking, a woman approached me and begged for my help. She said her husband had collapsed and was bleeding, and she didn't know what to do.
I felt sorry for her, so I followed her to where her husband was lying. But as I got closer, I heard someone running behind me, faster than me. I trusted my instincts and turned around, just in time to dodge a knife that was aimed at my chest. It was a guy, a short one, . He had a wicked grin mask on his face, and I realized it was a trap.
I looked around and saw that I was surrounded by a bunch of gang members, all armed and ready to attack me.
I didn't have time to think. I grabbed the knife from the short guy's hand and tried stabbed him in the throat. He dodged and moved far away from me quickly . The woman who had lured me screamed and ran away. The other gang members charged at me, swinging their weapons. I fought back with all my strength, using the knife and my fists.
I managed to take down a few of them, but there were too many. They overwhelmed me and pinned me to the floor. One of them kicked me in the ribs, another punched me in the face. I felt pain all over my body, but I didn't give up.
I tried to break free, but they held me down. They were laughing and taunting me, saying that I was going to die. They said they were members of a rival gang, and that they had been working a lot to kill all of us.
They said they had been watching us for a long time, and that they knew everything about us. They said they were going to make us pay for what we had done to them.
Tamil asked how did you encounter their attack? leo replied, I snapped. I threw off the men who were holding me down and punched them hard with my huge fist. They dropped like flies, one by one. I was a raging beast, unstoppable and furious.
I saw the short guy who is their leader ,he was trying to escape on a bike with someone else. I lunged at him, but he was too fast. He zoomed away, leaving me behind. I grabbed one of his cronies by the collar and lifted him up with one arm. I glared at him and demanded, "Who sent you?" He shook his head and whimpered, "I don't know, I swear. The masked guy hired me, but I never saw his face. Please, let me go." I tossed him aside and left the scene.
Tamil looked around at his gang, his eyes burning with anger and determination. "The short guy is the mastermind behind this. We have to find him and make him pay," he said. Oliver, one of his trusted friends, spoke up. "There's something else, Tamil.
Shyam was the one who took Ajay to the hospital, right? But Shyam lives far away from the park where the attack happened. What was he doing there that night? He must be hiding something from us!" Oliver accused, pointing at Shyam.
Shyam flinched and tried to avoid eye contact. Tamil's voice thundered. "Shyam, answer him. ." Shyam reluctantly walked to the front, facing Tamil. He looked anxious . "Yes, Tamil?" he asked, hoping to sound calm . Tamil glared at him and demanded, "Tell us the truth, Shyam. What were you doing at the park that night?"
Shyam's voice trembled as he pleaded with his friends. "I can't do it, guys. If I do, things will get worse. I swear, I had nothing to do with what happened to Ajay. Please, just trust me. I had some personal issues to deal with."
Asif was not convinced. He stepped closer to Shyam, his eyes blazing with anger. "Personal issues? What the hell do you mean by personal issues? Answer us, damn it!" He shouted, raising his fist to strike Shyam.
But before he could land the blow, David intervened. He grabbed Asif's arm and blocked his punch. He smiled at Asif, trying to defuse the tension. "Is it necessary to fight among ourselves in this situation?" He asked, pushing Asif's arm away.
Asif turned his attention to Tamil, who was sitting on a concrete wall, silent and aloof. "Why are you just sitting there, Tamil? What do you have to say?" He demanded.
Tamil did not reply. He remained quiet, staring at Asif. Asif stomped his foot in frustration and crossed his arms. He was about to say something else, when Tamil's phone rang.
Tamil picked up the call and listened. His expression changed from indifference to shock. His mouth opened wide and his eyes bulged. He jumped off the wall and ran away from the place, without saying a word to his friends.
Shyam seized the opportunity to move away as well. "I have urgent business to attend to. I have to go too." He said, heading towards the exit.
Axel grabbed Shyam's arm and tried to stop him. "Tell us what's going on. Where is Tamil going?" He asked, worried and confused.
Shyam pushed Axel away with a furious face. "Why the hell do you ask me like I know? I don't have anything to do with this." He said, and left the ground as he said those words.
David helped Axel up and looked around. He had a bad feeling about this. "I think something is about to happen." He said, in a low voice.
Emi, who had been hiding behind a bush and spying on the group, had fallen asleep without realizing the situation. She was oblivious to the danger that was approaching.
David told the rest of the people to leave the place and said he would follow Tamil and find out what was going on. But the others refused. They wanted to stay and figure out the truth.There was silence reminded within them for a few minutes
Jack challenged David's authority. "You are just new to our group and yet you act like you are in charge. Who gave you the right to order us around?" He asked, defiantly.
David slapped his forehead in exasperation. He was about to reply, when they heard the sound of engines roaring. They all turned their heads towards the entrance of the ground. They saw a group of about sixty bikers, armed with knives, bats, chains and glass bottles. They looked menacing and ready for a fight.
One of them stood out from the crowd. He was tall and muscular, wearing a red biker's jersey and black pants and gloves. He had long black hair that flowed behind him. He was holding Emi by her hair, dragging her along with him. He reached the front of the group and threw Emi on the ground. He clenched his fist and asked, in a mocking tone, "Shall we start it babies?"
To be continued