Introduction

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The stroy plot is from Saaho. The thought what would have I done if I got the plot and asked to do a movie made me land inthis. This part is an introduction. Staytuned for more.

Play the bgm when mention it. 😀

Happy reading guys....

The city of Waji , is the place of powerful gangsters. And the most powerful among them were the Roy Group.
The Roy Group- founded by two extra brilliant people, Mr.Roy Kumar Nandhan and Mr.Prithviraj Khurana.
They started their illegal businesses together in a partnership. It was their strong friendship, even now, made them the rulers of most powerful empire . Since more share was of Roy's , they named it after him. Within very less time they emerged as a multinational company , which has an overall capital of more than three-lakh crores.
There kingdom established all over the world except India. Even though both Roy and Prithviraj were native Indians , they couldn't do their businesses here. So their next target was India. Since they were infamous, the Indian government restricted their establishment here so many times. But the Roy was not a person who accepted defeat that easily. Even it's through blackmail, he succeeded in getting licence from the central ministry atlast.
Ibrahim and Kalki were two people who always stood along with Roy and Prithviraj.

The official building of Roy Group is the highest secured building all over the world. And it had a reason too- The locker. The locker that contains the entire wealth of the company is in the same building. And the key to the locker- the black box. Only Roy, Prithviraj and Ibrahim knew where the Black Box is hidden.

That day, Roy and Prithviraj landed on India as the first step to start their project. They were going to their mansion they bought together 5 years back.
It was dark, about 1 am in the morning. The moon lit up the sky.
Roy and Prithviraj were having a phone conversation, with someone close to probably. While the car was crossing a T-junction, a truck hit the car, making it roll down a multiple times.

At the same time....
A goods ship, that was a little far away from Indian backwaters blasted into ashes.

"The Roy Group founders , Mr.Roy Kumar Nandhan and Mr. Prithviraj Khurana died in an accident held today morning in Hyderabad" ,the morning newspapers announced.
It didn't bothered for anyone in India. It was just a normal accident news.
But the problem arose there,... At Waji.
The whole empire, is left without the ruler.

Almost 30 investors from all over the world sat around the table , in the conference hall of the Waji palace.
Two thrones ,are left vacant , which belonged to the emperors of the Roy Group. Now the company is facing two major issues. One is about, as you all can guess, "who is the next emperor /emperors for this kingdom"

But the other seemed big to the investors.
"We want to get back back our money at any cost.."

Yes...the goods ship which blasted along with the death of Roy and Prithviraj , was the money the invested for the project in India. Now it's gone....blasted into ashes...

Kalki: "Ibrahim...what will we do now. The investors are getting pissed off. We should give them the money back.."

Ibrahim: "It can be done only when he comes... The major problem is not about the money. It's all about the new emperor of Roy Group. "

Kalki:"About whom are you speaking... Prithviraj's son... Devaraj..?"

Ibrahim: "No... I am talking about the heir of Roy Group, the only heir, Roy's son. "

Kalki:"Wh...what.... Roy's son..? Roy had a son..? But..but... I have heard his family died in an accident years back.."

Ibrahim:"You heard right, Roy's family died in an accident about 10 years back, except his son., Viswank.."

Kalki stoop with a wide open eyes and mouth. She never knew about the hidden son of Roy.

"Don't worry about your money..
Roy's son, will come and give back your money . Please wait for a while, he is on his way...", Ibrahim announced with pride. A slight relief was clearly written on the investors' face.

Kalki excused herself , and went out of the hall. She dialed a number ,
"Devaraj, our plan has failed. Roy had a son, Viswank. He is coming...."

**The above bgm plays**


Kalki heard the alarm ringing. She recoganised it as the helipad's alarm. She turned back and saw Ibrahim walking towards the lift. She joined him.
Soon they reached the open terrace of the Waji palace.
A black royal styled helicopter flew down and landed on the helipad. A smile creeped on Ibrahim's face. The strong wind, generated by the copter made Kalki's heart skip a beat. She suddenly took her inhaler and inhaled a stroke. The door of the copter opened .
A young man probably of mid twenties stepped down from the copter.
He wore a complete black suit with furry jacket . He romoved his glasses, revealing his face. He gave an assuring look to Ibrahim and walked down .












Viswank entered into the conference hall , followed by Ibrahim and Kalki , along with some other men. The investors who were present there looked at him in awe. His style, and attitude was something special. He walked slowly towards the center and stood at the middle of the two thrones, keeping both hands over the table..
He looked at each ones face. He sensed their surprise and a light smirk came on his face..


"Viswank , Roy's only son, the legal heir of the Roy Group. " He exclaimed making everyone surprised.

"Why would we believe you are the son of Roy. To much of our knowledge we didn't knew about a son's existence till now. We only know Devaraj, son of Prithviraj. We want him to be the heir."
One of the investors spit out his opinion, to be frank , the whole investor's opinion.

"You can believe me for one reason. The only one person who know where the two-lakh crores, which you all believe to be blasted, actually vanished. I will return your money back within 3 weeks... Only after that I will sit on this throne. "

The investors sounded good with the deal. They agreed to it.
The one person who seemed to be tensed hearing about the vanished money was Kalki. Sweat beads flowed down her face.

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