His Golden Bird

1| 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚

𝗔𝗨𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗥'𝗦 𝗣𝗢𝗩

Rajasthan a place that screamed royalty in its each being the place famous for its forts, wide variety of dishes , sights and much more the place which is a pure bliss to eye looks nothing less than a heaven it is said that angels resides  in heaven right ?

But what if I say devils stay here too?

You wonder how ?

Let me tell you Angles are made by God who are pure and innocent creatures who cannot hurt anyone even after enduring the pain given by others and what are devils ..?

Well it's hard to define them they seek revenge when they are wronged but isn't it right ? Maybe it is wrong too ... They are said to be the most ruthless and dangerous creatures but there is one creation which is far more  dangerous then them ....

Humans  yes humans are the most dangerous than any other being .

Humans are manipulative they can trap anyone in their web of lies they will twist , turn and mould your words according to their comfort and profit .

Their destiny is written by them they can either be the the hero or turn out to be your villain in the story .

The one who forgives everyone despite getting hurt once is an angel living in the form of a human .

And...

The one who avenges their pain is the devil....

But guess what no one here is a saint everyone have their secret little lies .

(Like you guys hiding Wattpad from your family)

Okay enough of the gyan for today let's dive back into the story .

This is a stormy weather with black clouds engulfing the bright blue sky with its cruelness the harsh winds blow indicating a storm.... This is a kind of weather loved by mosts it's just some think of this as bad omen while others see it's beauty ....

Some thinks that they will have to face the traffic damp roads and landslides while some of them finally realise a breath of peace that they will get rid of the hot summer ....

Too selfish for own reasons ....

In this harsh weather there is a line of black cars that ruled the road with  driving in their full speed as if in a hurry to reach a place after about good forty-five minutes they reached a fort .

The place that once was an epitome of power now dead the once authorative corridors with gold work on the walls now looked dead with thick layer of dust and the weak bricks which seemed will collapse any moment.

In the deadly silence a figure was standing wearing a white shirt whose sleeves were rolled till his elbows displaying his veiny hands his black pants cluched to him like a second skin his hairs messy and slightly demp with sweat the white silk shirt which had drops of a liquid colore in red staining the beautiful cloth .

It was blood , Blood of his prey .

He was the hunter here in his forest he never lets betrayers escape .

Holding the gun in his large palms the metal weapon looked like a toy in his hand as his grip steady on the thing he took his position his eyes fixed on a particular figure which was running deep in the forest being on the terrace of the fort it was quite easy for him to spot his prey .

But there was another reason as well he has the best eyesight being counted in one of the most rare people of the world  his green orbs which can hypnotize anyone remained fix . Then .... Then what ?