(Book 4) Hayden Mackay and The Fest of Vrindahina

23.2 Ex-Prisoner's Payback

Pruthvi batted his eyes twice to see clearly what in the world was going on. 

The few wingless bats stayed put but the bodies of remaining creatures were getting disoriented. Pruthvi and Leena stepped closer and watched the bats slowly changing their forms. They were growing taller, limbs extending out, the colour of their bodies turning lighter and wardrobe forming magically draping them from the waist down. Pruthvi and Leena shared a glance and nodded at each other. They finally understood what the situation was.

Sighing heavily, Pruthvi released his focus on his stone. He scoffed and shook his head in a terrible boredom. Was he going to deal with these people again? He must be having some serious bonding with them!

He slowly walked towards the one he immediately recognized, and stood against the man lying down, groaning in pain.

"Deva, isn't it?" Pruthvi asked with a slightly loud voice, indicating the man to look up at him. "You were one of those three who kidnapped me that day, right?"

Saying that Pruthvi involuntarily averted his eyes to look at the person caged behind Deva. He smiled smugly when the third person, in that group of three, caught his eye. 

Leena, who was being attentive to the rest of the caged bats-turned-humans, leaned back to check on the person Pruthvi was talking to. He was tall and bulkier than her boyfriend was. His well-built body looked in contrast with his elfin features that perfectly suited for the face of a bat.

The man, shaking slightly looked up. His face blotched with all sorts of the wounds that Pruthvi's stone attacks had given.

Reading his blank expression Pruthvi understood that his guess was right. All those tensed hours he had spent in total in distress reeled in his mind, how he was brutally knocked out, his stone snatched away, making him worthless and how violently he was thrashed by this very person lying down with his hands placed on his knees. Without brooding too much over the past, he tried to feel a little contented about the situation, that he and Deva were now in a vice-versa condition.

He tapped the ground beneath his feet. Pieces of rocks eerily rose in the air and swiftly propelled towards the man, hitting his forehead that gave him terrible additional wounds with blood leaking out.

"Hmm," Pruthvi said dramatically, folding his hands, and feeling too gutsy, "You know if this was a situation in a chapter of a story it would have been named-Ex-Prisoner's Payback!"

Leena burst out laughing.

"Stop it," pleaded Deva, watching dreadfully at those rocks rising up ready to hit, "Not anymore."

Pruthvi stared at the man, his heart feeling a little a pity for him. A realization came washing over him, slow, but clear. If he was never kidnapped, probably he would have never come to know about a living family at all and save the real Doctor. Feeling a little obligated, he made the rocks stop hurting the man anymore.

"Bats, seriously?" he asked, "Aren't you supposed to be a hound?"

Deva kept mum. He was breathing heavily, wiping the droplets of blood falling down his forehead but having his eyes affixed on Pruthvi.

"Talk," Pruthvi demanded, as the stones rose in the air once again, "Believe me, I don't want to hurt you. But if you don't open your mouth, I might just have to change that thought."

"We...we are not the one with Thereokenisis," he said, "But Psykenokinesis. Tanvir was our leader before Shourya took over."

Pruthvi frowned upon the nameTanvir. He looked up at Leena for some help reminding him. She was having the same confused look on her face, but she still gave him the clue. "The one Hayden and Tyrell killed? Doctor's imposter?"