July 1, 2015
Nicole’s Bar.
There was terror on Swapna’s face already. She wanted to take her steps back, but the downfall was inevitable.
Swapna was already on the terrace hall of Nicole Bar. Bill’s close associates were invited. Well, Bill didn’t have any close friends. But there were some termites he needed to use in order to achieve this short term success. Once the eggs have been lay, and food is been collected for the hard times, what’s the use of poor worker ants?
It’s preferable to crush them, because now that the intense power was coming into hands these termites were useless luggage he needed to get rid. Indeed yes, this ceremony was more kind of a slaughter party.
Bill entered the hall in late evening. He was in his gentleman dress with that wicked smile on his face. He was more confident now. Invited people were already waiting and curious about what’s gonna happen to the city. They were promised to get the antidote as was Vivek sir. He was invited too. But he was lucky enough to decline it.
Behind Bill came D, macho man, solid hunk. D wasn’t his birth name. But something what profession gave him. D for Determination, D for Dynamic, D for Dedication. He never shared his real identity that was the rule of him.
D was following Bill to the centre of the room. Swapna interrupted his walk and pulled him out. Bill turned and found D was missing, he asked a nearby guard who said he went in the direction of restroom.
Swap dragged D into Women’s restroom and closed the door. D shook off his hands.
“WTF Swapna!” D exclaimed
“We were wrong to trust Bill..” Swapna cried
“What are you saying?”
“Bill is about to kill all the men invited to this party. All the men he promised antidote and immortality are gonna be killed” Swapna sobbed.
“Are you insane?” D turned around rubbing his forehead. “Shit… That’s why he has ordered to bring so much guns… Shit..”
“I’m worried he might kill us too..” said Swapna.
“I doubt that though, he needs us for many things. Won’t kill us so easily.” Replied D
“Yeah… that’s right… but then too… he is dangerous… we cant keep open revolver on our scalp.”
“So what do you say we should do?” asked D
“I have a plan. There is only one anti-dote which I’m supposed to inject into Bill tonight. While I will be doing that I would remove some part of it. He would never know. Half amount of it is enough to achieve that power. There is no way Bill can come to know about this.I want you to find a man explain him about this and inject the remaining liquid into him.” explained Swapna.
“If it’s that so why I can’t take the other part of the liquid? Am I inadequate?” demanded D
“Sorry D, But I don’t want to lose you…” said Swapna in low voice.
“How would you lose me if that anti-dote makes me immortal?” buzzed D.
“That serum would drive away you insane, great power diminishes the sanity” said Swapna.
D’s phone rang, “Hey Bill is calling, I gotta go. I’m in with your plan.”
D stepped closer to Swapna wanting to kiss, but she just drove herself aside.
D walked out of the room and answered the call. Bill called to recheck all the arrangement.
D was anxious after he heard the truth about Bill. He as well was expecting such devilish thing from disastrous mind of Bill. But the reality seemed to be more painful.
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FRICKENs
FantasyBattle between survivors and blood hungry zombies and their leader Bill Richards.