Mistress OF The Alpha Villain!

Before The Competition

Prakash hesitantly and a bit frightened of their reactions, asked: "Are!... Are there any special days, today..!?"

__ But after asking the question, their faces looked more frustrated than before – through which, he learnt that he again execute the wrong reply.

Muskan: "You're amazing! Exactly the reverse of your parents! We are the most concerned about your Throne than you...!"

Prerna: "Today the competition will be held in the afternoon and look at you – shamelessly keeps sleeping till 10 am, in the morning!

Couldn't you just get up and practiced a bit to save our honour..!?"

Prakash (suddenly recalling): "Oh! Yes...The Competition...Yes! By the way, Is it today?"

__ Listening to this; Both of the two gave up on him, utterly and they left there while leaving him alone.

Around 30 minutes later;

Prakash gets ready and hurriedly reached the competition state – which was built on the left side of the Mansion.

While seeing his siblings engaging in the fighting era, he estimated that probably they were already preparing since morning due to the tension of the competition.

Wherein, now it was the middle of their sword-fighting match, where Muskan was contrary to Rahul!

Where both of them tried their excellent to drain and attack their contestant's blows; in the intensity and clever-ways.

They were getting harsh on each other. He also joined among others and continued to watch their sword fighting.

__ Whereas, Rahul's eyes caught for a second at Prakash while fighting. By which – his foot slightly slipped and his eyes went away from the front to handling himself while falling.

To which; Muskan easily took the preferment of this and turned around, kicking him lightly and forcing him to fall towards the ground and bringing the sword to his left-sided neck and holding it up.

And seeing his blow face; she laughed out loud, made fun of him.

Wherein; It took him some time to know what had happened to him and when he understood the whole stuff in a short time – he kept shirty gazing at her.

__ Seeing whom everyone over there clapped loudly, whistling and favouring the victory of Muskan. Where; she discards the sword from his neck and extended her hand to him – holding whom; he gets up.

After their got normal, then he begins with his complains in the tone of arguing with their approval and gets his rage on them; especially with Muskan.

Rahul: "WHAT? And, Bewiler with your judgment!... I've been deceived on this turn. I slipped on the sand and this dumbo..took advantage of it. Hence, In this way; it's absolutely wrong; also, against the rules.

That's why this match will not be considered! I Object..."

Muskan (irritably): "Amazing, Brother...Really! Means...You make the erroneousness and your competitor will suffer the dooms..!?

By the way; Brother...If you were worried about following the fucking rules..then knew your competitor well for today's competition!

Because....The competitor will make each of their doable moves according to their own rules.

Whether it is correct or wrong...And this is our actual recurring rule of this competition, Dear!"

__ Saying her all of these; the rest fence and mocking on him. Meantime – Prakash just tranquilly sat beside there; On which, nobody gives him that much emphasis.

Wherein; Prakash was as well engrossing in his own thoughts; whom Vansh saw and while taking the swords from them, he came out of them to the competition ground.

He throws a sword towards him and holds another one. Sensing this, he hastily caught and hold the sword without even looking in that direction.

And then, he shockingly looks and questioningly at his action that seems to be Vansh is actually challenging him to play a match.

___ On which sarcastically smirks emerged on both of their faces – Prakash concede his defiance without any grievance and lifted onto the sandy ground, standing precisely inverse as his contestant.

When the rest of the four came to know about this – they left their controversy and started watching their match with taking an interest and preserving the suspense.

Until now; the breeze of parlance had ended there, and now there was complete silence.

With this – the sword fights began. As the match was moving forward, it wasn't got any conclusions.

Sometimes Vansh was getting heavy on Prakash and sometimes he was...In this game, the boundary was made on that sand-filled ground.

If one of them was getting outside of that line; then the competitor will be considered out. But even if someone fell on it, also then the competitor would have to be out. __ On which; both of them are targetted of doing.

Both of them were attacking each other with their swords like this. As if they either bring it out in any way or make falling down.

Now, their attacks went on for about three minutes and looking at their skills; neither of them seemed ready to give up. Looking for Vansh's activeness, Prakash applied his usual tricks.

Where he already ruled the roost of him a lot at this phase; out of a sudden – he pushed Vansh lightly, bending down and turning around in a round, forcedly kicking one of his legs. While doing this; he lay on the sand ground.

__ On which, Prakash had done all this in a moment that Vansh was too delayed in retaliating to his fast ploys.

Prakash drew his sword on his neck and banned.

Seeing whom; Vansh was shocked! But in a few minutes, he was plotting something – he passed him a sarcastic smile. By which; Prakash gets a little wandering.

Likewise – Vansh also made a similar move, he fled his stomach; lightly and as soon as he falls on the ground.

Vansh gets up and promptly bounces towards him, leaning on his chest, repelling the sword from his hand through his sword and putting the sword on his neck and clutching it down.

Everyone being over there with Prakash couldn't catch on; who was about to go to win and who won in the end!

Although – Vansh was still sarcastically smiling. Till now, he already got up over him and extended his hand in front of Prakash.

At which he holding his hand, stood up, staring at him wistfully. Words full of haphazard but impressing came out through his words: "....WOW...."

After which, they all accredited their surrender to him. But realizing their crimine, Vansh was blushing and a bit lame voice said to them.

Vansh: "What happened?... Hasn't Muskan said before that everything isn't fair in war or competition, has it..!?

Yeah....If we had practised this as usual, I would've given up until now. Yet; this isn't a competition, it is something else. So, I also showed a....bit...of...deception!"

Prakash (Impressively) said of this: "Really!... Today I'm thoroughly convinced that the competition is absolutely justified, I've put on."

__ Hearing him; they all get numb with amazement. Where-upon; Muskan flared up her wrap on him.

To Be Continued......