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Kolkata
The sun had just begun to set over the bustling port of the city, casting a golden glow over the crowded alleys.there was a different kind of battle was going on. V and K, two young men with a mission, stood tall, their eyes scanning the surroundings with a fierce determination.
Their group, a motley crew of young men, stood behind them, armed to the teeth with guns and knives. They were on a mission to save the girls who were being trafficked to other countries, and they would stop at nothing to achieve their goal.
They moved through the crowded streets, their eyes locked onto their targets. The traffickers, a group of ruthless men who cared little for human life, were gathered in a nearby warehouse. V and K exchanged a nod, and with a fierce cry, they charged into battle.
The sound of gunfire echoed through the streets, as V and K took down the traffickers one by one. They moved with a fluid grace, their movements choreographed to perfection. It was as if they were dancing, their guns and knives mere extensions of their bodies.
The traffickers, taken aback by the sudden attack, stumbled and fell. V and K moved through them with ease, their eyes locked onto their targets. They were like two machines, unstoppable and unrelenting.
The battle raged on, the sound of gunfire grew louder. V and K moved through the warehouse, taking down the traffickers with ease.
At one point, V leapt onto a stack of crates, his gun firing wildly as he took down three traffickers at once. K, meanwhile, took down a group of men with his knife, his movements swift and deadly.
The dust settled, V and K stood victorious, their guns still smoking. The traffickers lay at their feet, defeated and humiliated. The girls, freed from their captors, looked on with gratitude and admiration.
V and K exchanged a nod, their faces set in determined lines. They knew that their mission was far from over. There were still many more battles to be fought, many more girls to be saved.
After sometime,They were making their way out of the warehouse, V's eyes scanned the area one last time, making sure that no one was left behind. That's when he saw her - a young girl, no more than 20 years old, lying on the ground, unconscious.
V's heart skipped a beat as he rushed towards her, K close behind. They reached her side and gently turned her over, checking for any signs of injury.
"Is she okay?" K asked, his voice low and concerned.
V shook his head. "I don't know. We need to get her to the hospital, now."
Without hesitation, they carefully lifted the girl and made their way to their car. They gently placed her in the backseat, making sure she was comfortable and secure.
They drove to the hospital, V couldn't help but think about the girl's fate. Who was she? How did she end up in this situation? And would she be okay?
K's voice broke through his thoughts. "We should call the others, They should know that we were successful in the mission."
V nodded, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. "Yeah, do it. And see if you can find out anything about this girl. Who she is, how she ended up here..."
K nodded and quickly pulled out his phone, dialing a number as they sped towards the hospital.
Sometimes passed
V sat beside the girl, his eyes fixed on her pale face but V's mind was elsewhere. He was lost in thought, his eyes vacant, his expression unreadable.
Just then, K walked into the room, a look of determination etched on his face. "V, I've got them," he said, his voice low and even. "The ones responsible for the human trafficking ring. They're not going to get away with it."
V's eyes snapped into focus, his gaze locking onto K's face. For a moment, there was no reaction, no emotion. But then, like a slow-burning fire, V's anger began to simmer. His eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched, and his face darkened.
V's face twisted into a snarl, his lips curling back in a fierce grimace. "Is she...?" he growled, his voice low and menacing.
K nodded, his expression grim. "Yes, She is in our possession"
V's eyes flashed with anger, his face burning with a fierce intensity. He turned back to the girl, his eyes locking onto her face.
Then,V stood up, his eyes never leaving the girl's face. He turned to K, his expression cold, hard. "Let's go," he said, his voice dripping with menace.
Without another word, V turned and walked out of the room, K following close behind. As they walked out of the hospital, V's facial expression was a mask of fury, his eyes blazing with a fierce intensity.
The air around him seemed to vibrate with tension, as if he was a coiled spring waiting to unleash his wrath.
They approached the fortress, its imposing structure loomed before them, casting a long and ominous shadow on the ground.
The walls were high and foreboding, with jagged rocks and twisted metal reinforcing its defenses. It was a place where only the bravest and most determined souls dared to tread.
V and K stepped out of the car, they were immediately surrounded by their men, who greeted them with a mixture of nods and handshakes. But V's eyes were already fixed on the girl, the one responsible for the human trafficking ring.
She was sitting a short distance away, her face a mess of bruises and cuts. Her clothes were stained with blood, and her eyes seemed to hold a mixture of fear and defiance.
But as V approached her, his eyes blazing with anger, she seemed to shrink away, her eyes darting wildly around the scene.
V's voice was low and menacing as he reached out and grabbed her hair, pulling her close to him. "You're going to pay for what you've done," he hissed, his breath hot against her ear. "You're going to pay for every life you've ruined, every girl you've sold into slavery."
The girl's eyes were wide with terror as V dragged her to the edge of the cliff, her feet scrambling wildly against the ground. "Please," she begged, her voice barely audible. "Please don't do this. You love me,how can you kill me"
"yes I love you that's why I am killing you otherwise I will thirst for you till the last drop of blood is left in your body", he bark, and After holding her hair he started to pull her till the end, at that time his eyes were filled with only hatred and anger.
V's face was a mask of fury, his eyes blazing with a fierce intensity. He lifted the girl up, holding her suspended in mid-air as he gazed out at the scene below.
For a moment, he seemed to hesitate, his eyes flicking to K, who was watching the scene with a mixture of horror and fascination.
Then, with a sudden movement, V dropped the girl, watching as she fell through the air, her body twisting and turning in a desperate bid to right herself. And as she fell, V raised his gun, taking aim at the girl's falling form.
The sound of the gunshot was loud and clear, echoing off the walls of the cliff as the girl's body jerked violently in mid-air. And as she fell to the ground, V turned away, his face still twisted in a mask of fury, his eyes blazing with a fierce intensity.
2 years later
The city was abuzz with the whispers of a single name: VK. It was a moniker that commanded both fear and fascination, a byword for the dark underbelly of Kolkata's streets.
News channels crackled with urgency, their anchors' voices weaving a narrative of intrigue and terror as they struggled to unravel the enigma that was VK.
Rumors swirled like a maelstrom, drawing in the city's inhabitants with a morbid allure. Some said VK was a psycho, a specter that haunted the city's shadows. Others claimed he was a flesh-and-blood man, driven by ambition and a lust for power.
But one thing was certain: VK's influence had insinuated itself into every stratum of Kolkata's society. From the rarefied enclaves of the wealthy to the cramped, fetid alleys of the slums, the name VK was whispered in awe and trepidation.
And yet, despite the trail of fear and intimidation that followed in his wake, VK remained a mystery, a shadowy figure who seemed to defy the attempts of even the most dogged investigators to pin him down.
It was as if he had woven a spell of invisibility around himself, a cloak of secrecy that only added to his allure.
Somewhere in Kolkata
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A person was being tortured brutally in a room There were many people there but instead of helping him they were laughing seeing him getting tortured while a man was torturing him,
"tell me who those people were; he was repeating only this sentence every five min.
"sir,i really don't know about them...i was just helping them; he gave the same answer which was increasing his anger further He threw acid on his face and that man was not even in a condition to survive the painful death.
"stop it kaal; Yes who was torching that man is kaal 'the demon' , the 'k' of VK . after his boss ordered he left him and came outside of that room and sat on the sofa beside the devil,
"he is giving the same answer again and again; Kaal said to him while he was typing something on his phone and smirked,
he looked towards the door, following his gaze all looked towards the door from where a woman and a girl were entering with some mans,
"why have you brought me here; That woman asked, after seeing that woman that man started crying louder but because of the glass and sound proof room the woman was not able to see anything or hear,
V went inside the room and spoke to that man"what will happen if I hand over your daughter to the man with whom you deal; he said to that man with a devilish smile
"no.. you can't do this; that man says but his voice was low because of unbearable pain,
"try me; V says and starts moving outside"Khanna,he did this,he killed your man; he said while crying knowing well that he could do what he said,
"Now it's over, let me free you from this pain and see your family for the last time; saying this he is on the switch Due to which he got a strong electric shock and death on the spot,
He came out from the room and kaal approached him before he could say something "sir,his wife said about Khanna's name that these days he was coming to his home mostly; kaal informed him
"Khanna is the main culprit, he confessed; devil said and started going"sir,did i kill his wife and daughter too",kaal asked in robotics tone,
"What do you think, why did his wife tell me about Khanna, because she loves her life and her daughter too", he said and moved out,
"send them out of the country and let's go to Khanna; he said and sat inside the car and moved toward his next target,
Here Khanna was sleeping peacefully unaware of the storm who was in his way He opened his eyes to drink water but his eyes widened with fear and shock because the devil was right in front of him holding the gun acting like he was checking the gun for him.
"O, you wake up!, did i disturb your sleep?; Khanna started sweating profusely and he started looking for his gun,"You won't get any gun in the whole house," he informed Khanna as his man already searched his house for the things he wants
"I thought I would let you sleep peacefully for the last time, but now you have got up on your own, so let's send you to sleep forever", saying this he pointed a gun towards him,"one min If I hit you with a gun then I won't be able to see you being thrashed;
"you can't kill me because if you kill me then how you get your thing which you have been searching for since last week; Khanna said in fear and he laughed dangerously,
"Really khann when I'm in your house still it seems to you that I will not be able to find my thing; he says smirking which scared Khanna more,
"tide his hand and legs and throw him in his swimming pool; he ordered his man and they dragged Khanna out while He was just trying to save himself but who can save anyone from the devil.
Their man did as the devil said and threw him in the pool while the devil was sitting outside of the pool on a chair enjoying him beginning yearning for breath,
After sometime he stopped moving and his body went inside the floor of the swimming pool,"set fire to his house", the devil ordered and went from there without any emotions,
He sat inside his car while kaal in the driving seat"All the things are already in the warehouse; he nodded on it and kaal started driving "at home", the devil said and rest his head on the car set,,
"what did you think, can anyone control him", a man asked another but he denied "But who knows till now he has not come across that person who can control him; he says and they start their work per devil ordered
He's the devil of gangster world VEER SINGH OBEROI, the 'V' of VK, It is foolish to expect any emotion from him, he never shows any mercy on anyone except his friend.
Next morning,
As the first light of dawn crept into the sky, a figure emerged from the shadows. Veer, the enigmatic and feared individual, began his morning routine with precision. He rose from his slumber, his eyes snapping open like a well-oiled machine.
With a fluid motion, he swung his legs over the side of the bed and planted his feet firmly on the ground. His gaze swept across the room, taking in the sleek lines of his high-tech abode. His eyes lingered on the bank of screens that lined one wall, their soft glow illuminating the space.
"Siri what is the time?" He asked Al, there was a morning intoxication in his voice,
"It's 6:30 am sir", the AI answered in his tone.
Veer's AI, an omnipresent entity that managed his daily life, chimed in with a melodic tone. "sir. Shall I brief you on the day's news?"
Veer nodded, his voice low and even. "Yes, update me."
The AI obliged, its voice weaving a narrative that sent a shiver down VK's spine. "The news is abuzz with a single story, sir. Reports are emerging of a high-profile murder. Mr. Khanna, a prominent businessman, was found dead in his residence. The police are still investigating, but sources suggest that the killer was none other than...VK."
Veer's expression remained impassive, but a flicker of interest danced in his eyes. He rose from the bed and padded towards the washroom, his movements economical and precise. As he began his morning ablutions, his mind turned to the events of the previous night.
The AI continued to brief him on the news, its voice a steady stream of information that Veer absorbed with interest.
He listened intently, his thoughts racing with the implications of the murder. The police would be scrambling to find leads, but Veer was confident that he had covered his tracks.
With his morning routine well underway, veer moved on to his gym session, his body a finely honed machine that demanded regular maintenance. As he worked out, his mind turned to the day ahead, his thoughts focused on the next move in his intricate game of cat and mouse..
The news of the murder would send shockwaves through the city, but VK remained unfazed. He was a master of his domain, a puppeteer who pulled the strings from behind the scenes.
And as he worked out, his muscles rippling beneath his skin, he knew that he would continue to operate with impunity, always one step ahead of his adversaries.
Bihar, Purniya
A girl was running on the road while police were following her to catch her because she was running after coughing fire a man's car in front of the police.
The police sirens wailed in the distance, a young girl with a mischievous glint in her eye darted through the streets, her brown hair flying behind her like a banner. She had just set fire to a man's car, and now she was reveling in the thrill of the chase.
Her laughter echoed through the air as she ran, her light pink lips curled up in a playful smile. She was a vision of loveliness, her delicate features and slender frame belied by the fiery spirit that burned within her.
she leapt from rooftop to rooftop, her feet barely touching the ground as she bounded across the rooftops with the agility of a gazelle. Her eyes sparkled with mischief, and her smile seemed to dare the police to catch her.
Despite the danger that lurked behind her, the girl seemed to be enjoying the game of cat and mouse, her laughter and smiles indicating that she was savoring every moment of her wild adventure. She was a rebel, a free spirit who refused to be caught, and her joy was infectious, drawing the eye of everyone who saw her.
"stop running you can't escape from us", one of the police said while she ignored and changed her way and now she was running on the roof of the house while jumping one to the other,
"If you have the courage then catch me; she said while running but stop as police catch her from front "now where will you run; policemen say because she was caught in every direction,
she bent down her head with a pout and forwarded her hand for arrests but they denied by saying "sat in jip like this; after saying this they sat in jip and came to the polish Station and went inside where was that man was already present in anger whose car she destroyed.
"we brought her with us, now write your report; the policeman said while sitting on a chair while she stood there with a pout
"This girl set blast my car and ran away ; that man said in anger and all the policemen looked at her with a done look but she wiggled her eyebrows
'kysa laga mera nya kand'(how's my new work)
"You don't have to say anything; the police asked her.
"No, I don't have to say anything but I also have to file a case against him; she says in her most innocent voice and ladies police like 'awwww',
"what? In which case; that man asked in confusion and the policeman sat comfortably and realised that she will handle it now herself
"You destroy his stole by your car and go away;she said in robotics tone pointing towards a man who was standing at the door
"but I was driving my car and that stole came in the middle so what should I do; He says causally and all polishes look at him with a smile shaking their head'tu to gya bete'(you gone),
"I was also playing with crocin bottle, when your car came what should I do;she answered back tasting him his own medicine. that man stood on his seat angrily,
"for some money you sat my car in fire which is worth lakhs,; he said glaring at her but there was no fear in her eyes
But she was getting angry at him"for him that was his whole life; she said angrily, her palm clutch into a fist and the vein of her neck popped out a little bit with a warning to all.
"sir called DCP sir,she was getting angry; constable said to inspector he nodded and called DCP
"If you had not bought them a new stole then I would have filed a case against you and you cannot file a case against me because you have no proof against me; she said and held her phone and opened a video
"Look,here is proof against him", she said showing a video to the police and he smiled,"I would have believed you even if you had not brought the proof; That inceptor says calmly as he knows at this time going against her you will have to put yourself in trouble.
"what are you saying inspector how can you support her, I'll complain about you to your superiors....... "His father is DCP; the inspector cut his sentence in the middle shocking him
"So what happened, I will still file a case against him and will get the case fought by the best lawyer in the district; he says with a smile and the inspector inhaled sharply
"Her uncle is the best lawyer in the country; he says while a little laugh slips from the constable mouth
"You are new in this city, stay for a few months, even if she sets your house on fire, you will not come here; inspector say while patting his shoulder
"So what do you think, will you give him a new stole or will yoor will you go to jail yourself?;she said with a smile that the man huffed and went out saying he would buy a new stole,
"You could have come and told me that we would have caught him,; inspector asked her
"he was going out of the city today and I wanted to teach him a lesson too,; she said and started going out but stopped at the inspector's voice
"I had called DCP sir", His voice came like a wishper,she turned toward him angrily,"so what should I do, you know, this is your matter",she said and went outside
"sir what do you think can anyone control her",constable say near his ear
"One day someone will definitely come to control her",The inspector answers looking at the door but then looks at their other officers who shook their head in negative
"I also feel the same way, nobody will control her",A deep voice approached them as they salute as DCP entered inside,
She is Agni Morya, a girl with a pure heart but a very bad angry issue.she can do everything for anyone exceptional sharing her things which she likes or loves.
she emerged from the police station, a sense of relief washed over her, tempered by the knowledge that justice was still a distant dream. That man whose shop was damaged, approached her with a nod of gratitude.
"Thank you, beta," he said, his voice a little softer than before. "if you had not helped me then maybe this last hope of mine would have also gone away from me,I applaud your bravery."
She smiled wryly, her eyes flashing with a hint of bitterness. "Don't thank me, baba," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I've learned that in this country, the law only listens to the powerful. If you want justice, you have to take it yourself."
That man's expression turned somber, his eyes clouding over with a mixture of understanding and frustration. "I'm afraid you're right," he said, his voice heavy with resignation. "The system is flawed and often the rich and influential get away with crimes."
She nodded, her jaw set in determination. "That's why I'm not counting on the law to deliver justice. I'll have to take matters into my own hands if I want to see the perpetrator punished."
"Be careful, beta. Taking the law into your own hands can be dangerous. You could end up hurting yourself or others." That man said,a hint of warning and worried in his voice
She smiled again, a fierce glint in her eye. "I'm willing to take that risk, baba. I'd rather die fighting for justice than live in a world where the powerful can do as they please and get away with it."
"And you already know it, it's my habit to break the rules and i love it", she winked at him and moved from there. That man smiled and he also disappeared.
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