AJASHAKTI ANUGAMINI : An HHS Spinoff

CHAPTER 48

Diti and Danu paced frantically, their faces contorted with fear and despair. They were trapped in a nightmare, a reality they couldn't escape. The thought of Ajashakti's wrath, the consequences of their actions, was a crushing burden to bear.

Danu collapsed to her knees, her sobs echoing through the ashram. "I can't bear it," she wailed, her voice filled with a mixture of grief and despair. "I can't lose another son."

Diti, her eyes filled with a mixture of anger and fear, paced back and forth. She had to do something, she had to find a way to stop Ajashakti. But what could she do? The future, once uncertain, was now filled with a sense of impending doom.

The weight of their choices, the consequences of their actions, hung heavy in the air. The future, once uncertain, was now filled with a sense of despair. The choices they had made, the alliances they had forged, had led them to this precipice.

Diti and Danu, their minds racing with a myriad of thoughts, were consumed by a sense of impending doom.

Diti, her voice filled with a mixture of anger and despair, cursed the day she had asked Srinav to become Ajashakti. "I should have never meddled with the divine plan," she cried.

Her eyes, filled with tears, reflected her anguish. She had played a part in this tragedy, her actions leading to the destruction of her people. Danu, her heart heavy with grief, watched her sister in silence. She knew Diti's pain, the weight of her guilt. But there was nothing they could do to change the past, to undo the mistakes they had made.

Diti, her mind racing with a myriad of thoughts, desperately searched for a solution. Was there a way to reverse the curse, to undo the damage she had caused ? The thought of her son's death, the destruction of her people, was scaring her unlike any other.

Suddenly the grand chariot, pulled by a team of powerful horses, arrived at the ashram. Ajashakti, his face etched with a mixture of sorrow, stood up from the seat. He saw Diti and Danu, his heart ached with guilt. He had failed them, his actions leading to the destruction of their loved ones and ambition.

However Danu, her eyes filled with a mixture of fear and hope, ran towards him, her heart pounding with anticipation, "Ajashakti !" 

As he stepped down from the chariot, she fell at his feet, her tears a silent plea for forgiveness.

"Aunt ?" Ajashakti knelt beside her, taken aback a little, he hadn't expected such a reaction from her. He reached out to comfort her, his words stuck in his throat. He wanted to apologize, to seek her forgiveness.

"It should be me at your feet, I seek forg-" "Vakrang seeks to kill Anugamini," But before he could speak, Danu cut him off, her voice filled with a mixture of fear and urgency.

Ajashakti's eyes widened, as the chilling revelation, sent a shiver down his spine. His face contorted with fury, his jaw clenched, his eyes filled with rage.

The land of the ashram seemed to tremble, the very earth beneath their feet shaking uncontrollably. The birds, startled by the sudden surge of energy, took flight, seeking refuge in the safety of the trees.

Sage Kashyap, his face etched with concern, emerged from his hut as his meditation broke, his eyes fixed on Ajashakti. His other wives, sensing the disturbance, followed suit. The moment they saw Ajashakti, their faces turned pale with fear, for they recognised him to be Shreeshaktiswar, in his full fury.

Ajashakti, his anger a consuming fire, stood up and mounted the chariot. He pushed the charioteer aside, taking the reins into his own hands. The horses, sensing his rage, neighed thunderously, their hooves pounding against the ground.

Diti, her mind numb with shock, watched him go. She sat motionless on the ground, her eyes filled with a mixture of fear and despair.

Aditi, her heart pounding with a mixture of urgency and fear, rushed to Diti's side, shaking her gently.

"Sister ! You must release Srinav," she pleaded, her voice filled with a mixture of desperation and hope. "The wrath of Durga's son has been tempted. If not restrained, we will all perish."

Diti, her eyes filled with a mixture of determination and fear, turned and ran towards the departing chariot. She had to stop Ajashakti, to prevent him from erasing the race of Asuras from the face of the world.
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Vakrang, his anger a consuming fire, dragged Anugamini towards the dried tree. Her body, caught off guard, resisted his forceful pull, but his grip was iron-clad. With a sudden, violent jerk, he threw her against the trunk of a dried tree.

Anugamini grunted, her body absorbing the impact. But her smile, a knowing glint in her eyes, remained unwavering. The Daityas, their anger fueled by their recent losses, cheered for Vakrang. Their cries of victory echoed through the air, a testament to their relief.

Vakrang, his eyes filled with a mixture of satisfaction and triumph, turned to the crowd. "She manipulated Ajashakti," he declared, his voice dripping with venom. "She laid waste to our plans."

Vakrang's voice, filled with a mixture of anger and determination, echoed through the air. "What more can be expected from the daughter of that Vishnu !" he spat.

The Daityas, hearing that she was the daughter of the one whom they believed to be their eternal enemy, roared in fury. They picked up rocks, their hands trembling with rage, preparing to hurl them at Anugamini.

But as they threw them, the rocks, suspended in mid-air, defied gravity. Their momentum, halted by an unseen force, defied logic.

Anugamini, her eyes filled with a mixture of power and contempt, met their gaze. Her eyes, a chilling intensity, sent shivers down their spines.

"Don't be so audacious." She warned, as the rocks turned into dust and fell on the ground.

"You have no right to speak," Vakrang declared, his eyes flashing with a fierce intensity, "Your plan was good. But you made one tiny mistake."

Vakrang held up the ruby-studded lotus necklace. "You dropped this," he said, his voice dripping with venom.

"Purposefully," she replied, her words a calculated provocation.

Vakrang frowned, "What ?"

"You never wondered why the investigators couldn't find it ?" Anugamini said, a smug smile playing on her lips, "It's because I wanted you to."

Vakrang stared at her, his confusion evident. Her words, a revelation that had caught him off guard, left him reeling.

"You always thought you were three steps ahead of everyone, which you are. But you're ten steps behind me, son." She continued. "Ketunemi, Pralayant – I orchestrated everything. And you caught me. Amazing. But there was one thing you couldn't deduce. This very moment is also a part of my plan."

"What do you mean ?!" Vakrang spat, his anger palpable.

Anugamini chuckled. "Think, Vakrang. Think."

Vakrang's mind raced, trying to decipher Anugamini's cryptic words. Her smile, her knowing gaze, sent a shiver down his spine. His mind, a whirlwind of confusion and frustration, struggled to comprehend Anugamini's plan.

"VAKRANG !" A thunderous voice echoed through the air, startling everyone.

He turned, his eyes wide with fear, to see Ajashakti standing on the grand chariot, his face contorted with a mixture of anger and fury, radiated an aura of power that seemed to shake the very foundations of the earth.

The realization, a chilling truth that struck him like a bolt of lightning, washed over Vakrang. Anugamini's plan, her deception, was finally revealed. The pieces of the puzzle, scattered and scattered, had finally fallen into place.

Vakrang's face paled, his eyes wide with fear. He had been outwitted, his intelligence, his cunning, rendered useless.

"Happy belated realization," Anugamini said, her voice carrying a note of amusement.

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A/N

Vakrang if she could turn rocks thrown at her into sand, she could've burnt you into ashes the moment you touched her but she didn't..... That should've been enough to tell you she's onto something 🌝