The tribes have declared a miniature war with the world of the Supremes not knowing the consequences, with their actions. It is time they visited back their caves and look for a traitor among themselves, for he is the one who led the team of monsters into the tribe and killed everyone there in the shelters. The tribe tried to save the their believer - The Regan according to the legacy. The Regan was meant to save lives of the future, while many died now, thinking of the unseen future they believed in. It was not superstition for them. It was all belief! Just the hope they had on a soul that they have never ever seen in their life before, all they know was the legacy and the prime belief was upon the scrolls they trusted. They all prayed Ukumba while saving me, and paid for their lives saving me. I killed most of the savage souls who attacked the tribe, but this blood shed was never meant to happen here. I must be the dark soul who never meant to have any emotions or feelings, but all this blood caused me much pain, which led me to kill many other souls till date. All I thought staying here was how to get out of this dreadful shred of grumpy people initially, but upon realising that I was their only hope, something seriously led me into moving forward, taking beliefs as they were and standing tall beneath them just to make their belief mine and now, they are my people. The true spirit of the warrior lies not in believing himself alone, but also believing in the belief that people had on him, the tribe had on him and finally, he is what he feels inside. I now feel that I am made for this. If I am the Regan who is the saviour of the people here, then I believe, there resides a soul in me, which has to stand alone apart from the coming threat to face it, kill it and move forward with a spirit of dreadfulness that doesn't restrict me to killing people who came along my way, instead I must start believing in the greater good that comes after this terrible war. He is sending the warriors to kill me, but I believe I am here fighting all of them not hiding like a coward. He must have a different vision of the whole story, but I am the Regan and People look the world from my eyes now. To me, he is not a great warrior but a coward trying to destroy the faith of people on me, by sending his army to kill me. I shall destroy every hurdle that comes my way, to make these people keep up their belief. I am their belief and I shall continue being it, I though to myself and started moving on.

It was that night I have realised how many innocent lives have been taken for a tyrannical ruler, who poses a self threat to his nation and the people living around it. I prayed the Ukumba, the God who the tribe believed in, not knowing how he looks. But I just glazed over the night sky, filled with pure darkness, looking upon people with a shining moon like belief on the Regan. That night I realized something strange was happening at the place, there were people surrounding an object, that looked like a flower, but moved places near the shore. The flower was called the Niaga - The one that cures the pain of sorrow, and will only appear to the one needed in time. I then looked around myself and was shocked, there were around 20 Niaga's that were around me, protruding their light into me. It was then I realised the number of wounds I had on my body. I then thought, for each wound they caused me, there would be a replicated number of twice that would effect the one responsible for it. I intend to kill the beast not the predators that come here and live like scavengers along the way. I just lied down in silence looking at the sky and the moon, thinking about Riya, who came into my life and led me into this world, not that I am complaining but I was sad that I couldn't say a goodbye to her. If at all ever, I come across a small sign of her being here and meeting her, I would definitely take a chance to stop by and wish her a Thank you and a Goodbye!

The Era of the tribes protecting me, always ended in a proud state of eternal glory as said by the old man, but I believe that I will take revenge for each soul upon the final beast that I am yet to meet and kill listening to each and every soulful revenge upon his death

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As the bastard who shot me and Riya came to senses, I punched him in the tummy. My punch is very hard, and the pain must be excruciating as he is hanged upside down, and also I hit him seriously few hours ago.
"Now tell me! Who the hell is your boss? Why are you following her everyday and troubling her?"
"Who the fuck are you to ask me?"
I immediately took out the gun and shot him in his leg. He was trembling with pain, then I asked him again
"Who the hell is your boss? I won't give you a second chance! Now tell me...."
"Ahhhhh.... Ok ok I'll tell you! But please do not mention him that I am the one who revealed it to you!"
"Why the hell would I do that?"
"Because, he wants you on his side. You are the most wanted in the team."
"Why the hell me?"
"Because, you stand alone in the ring. Take hits and you are the only one to win over consecutive champions every year!"
"Why the hell is he taking everyone of us down?"
"That... I don't know!"
I aimed at his head and then he spoke "Plea... Please......!"
"Don't beg for your life you bastard. You have been hitting and troubling woman every damn day! Now you beg when it comes to your life! Tell me now... or else... talk to the bullet that pierced your brain."
"Wait wait! There is a rumor that... that... wherever they are taking down the champions, they are keeping them alive in a pertained environment somewhere, and that place is only accessible to the boss!"
"Who the hell is your boss?"
"He is.... he...." as he was speaking, he was shot and a bullet hit me from behind into my chest. I was badly hit in the right side of my chest, as the bullet that pierced, came right through my back and got stuck at the chest. I could feel the searing pain. I immediately sprung from the place and jumped to the side and hid myself. The firing continued and I killed four of them by hitting them right from the place, where they were standing. I couldn't fight the other guys, who had huge ammunitions and I was running like hell from there and got to the place where Riya was, the previous night. There was no one at the spot and I hid there, as the guys approached. They drove away as they seemed lost and in the meanwhile, I went to the nearest hospital and tried getting the bullets out. They got one out and by the time I was talking about the second, the doctor asked me to sign a document and I signed on it. As I woke up, I was seeing only the light upon me. I was operated with passive sedatives, which didn't work on me. As they cut the ribs and took the pierced bullet, the sensation that hit my body was killing me. An instant death could have been better, this is very hard to bear. I was then stitched and as they took me from the operation theatre, I feel the lights dazing upon my forehead, and my eyes were struggling to stay awake. The pain is tormenting, but this time, the previously given sedative seems to be acting against my will. I felt like the doctors didn't care, but as I was falling asleep, they must have thought I was going into a shock or some kind of cardiac arrest. I was taken into the CPR room and was given shock thrice to make me get back into the senses. I am taking the worst hits of electric shocks of all the time, just in 5 minutes, which are killing me but are making me live. I was then feeling the air, through my lungs as I inhale and exhale. I was then taken into the ICU at least I hope, the room seemed so! I am not ready to face anything, but I wanted to talk to someone who can at least intimate Gowtham and Riya, that I am here, and need to make sure they are okay! Then I don't know what happened, I fell asleep.
As I woke up, I saw Gowtham, Michael and Doug in the room. Gowtham was shouting at the doctor. I could listen the rage of anger that he was having on the doc. I was not sure, might be some kind of misunderstanding I thought to myself and tried to sit. As Doug noticed me and helped me sit up, Gowtham came to me, and started talking.
"Are you okay?"
"I am a bit terrified with your voice and the doctor seems to be frightened!"
"Do you atleast care why I have been shouting out there?"
"Why?"
"You've been operated without a sedative! Fucking bastards!"
"I know that but.... Why didn't they give me one!"
"Because, by the time you were here, you were in a shock which they have misunderstood to be what a coma is!"
"Aren't they qualified enough to do this surgery?"
"They are fucking dentist you idiot!"
"Hell man! I've been operated by dentists. That's crazy.... But still they managed?"
"Yes. And there was a trainee who is working with a doctor who lived nearby. He helped them get you to life!"
"I was terrified while I was being operated. But this seems more terrifying now! Get me a better medic or just make sure these medicines are working!" I winked at them for which all of them were laughing. As we were all laughing, I asked Gowtham about Riya.
"Fucking bastards. The guys who followed you and Riya weren't actually the ones following us. They were just decoys. They were in charge of something in the department that took care of some ammunitions and stuff!"
"But Gowtham, the guy who spoke to me, told me something about the fighters being taken somewhere and were hid for some reason!"
Michael stood up and stared at the window and came back and asked me "Are you sure of what you have heard?"
"Yes I do. Why are you asking me?"
"Because, if you are pretty sure about the information, then I need to kill the fucking idiots who are coming now to the hospital to see if you are alive or not!"
"Yes. I hanged the bastard who followed us and shot him in the leg to get the information. He was hanged and was swinging between his life and me killing him to death. In that situation, everyone would speak truth!"
"Not these guys" quoted Doug. "These men are typically trained to hide the information that exists in their mind. Just so you think that you heard what you needed, doesn't assure us that what he told was the truth!"
"Now what do we do?" I asked.
"Let me hit those men and gather one head of the bloody team and then get the information that we want!" said Michael loading his gun.
"But where is Riya?" I asked again.
"You'll soon know. She is not here now. But from what I heard, she will be back soon!" said Gowtham and went along with Michael to fight them. Doug planned to stay with me here and shoot them from the room with the sniper rifle he bought and assembled it while we were having the conversation.
I have been hearing the gun shots and after 20 minutes, Doug was alarmed and handed a gun to me and said "Take care son. I think Michael has also been shot. Let me check on him. Be safe" he said and rushed. I was not able to hold the gun due to the weight of it, but I tried hard. As I was loosing the grip on it, I saw the door bashed on the wall and there came a guy aiming the gun at me. As I thought I was done with him getting a shot at me, I heard the gun shot and I was ready for it. As I opened my eyes, the guy fell on the ground and the shot was on his head. Riya stood there, aiming the gun at the guy who tried shooting me, from behind.
"I won't let you die that easily!" she said taking the gun from the floor as it fell. She then sat beside me and asked "Why were you trying to protect me?"
"I wanted to return the favor of you saving my ass twice!"
"Well! That didn't work out. Did it?"
"I can say yes!"
"No! You don't even know who I am. You just must have fell for my guts. Am I right Mister?"
"No. I never fall for the girls. Girls fall for me!"
"That attitude is what makes a man weak!"
"What makes you think so?"
"Because, all men speak the same way!"
"I am not like all the men. Am I?"
"Yes you are! Purely... when u flirt with me especially!"
"I am not flirting with you. And I seriously doubt it, as for the situation I am in right now!"
"Well! You're not dying soon. I thought that you would take the best shot at this point, which seems like the right move!"
"Shut up and check if the guys down there are okay?"
"Now you're diverting the topic!"
"No. This is the right topic for now!"
"Yes. Michael is shot and they are coming here. Why don't you call them and say that you're being kidnapped by someone who wants to give them an offer!"
"What the hell are you talking?"
"Yes sweetheart. I am being sold out for the Boss whom you think is after me. Actually he is after you, and I am just a mere diversion for the trap you're being led into!"
"But... But you said... Doug...!"
"Yeah yeah I know. But everyone needs to choose a side. I picked mine like you picked yours. No hard feelings darling. Just pure business."
"What the hell did he offer?"
"That's none of your business!"
"Yes it is right now, because the gun that you're holding is empty and I am holding the bullets in it with me."
"But I have my gun, which can kill you instantly darling. I am not a routine girl whom you expect to stay behind your moves....! Instead know that I am the clever one... who stays at least one move ahead of yours....!"
"But the gun you are holding is not yours.... check it!"
"Clever bastard. How the hell did you?"
"Did you think that you're the only one who tried to kidnap me? The so called boss, who is trying to kidnap me, made fucking decoys multiple times and believe me, not even the strongest sedative works on me, even if you try to employ doctors of your choice to make me dizzy." She was in a shock as I spoke those words. "I know, this shocks you. You were there, when I was operated in the theatre and the sedative didn't work on me. I heard you talking you bitch. I know and I can recognize a voice that broke my heart for the first time. I loved you to the core when you saw me for the first time. But as they say.... Anything that doesn't kill me... Makes me stronger. I've now outgrown to be the best of myself! Get a good shot at me now and kill me if you want to... go ahead.... I know there is someone at the door waiting for me to be killed as I kick you out of the room. What did he offer, I don't wanna repeat it again!"
"Freedom of my place and the women!"
"Haha..! and you believed that! You crazy woman. You're not as intelligent I thought you were!"
"How can you say that?"
"What if he comes back after what he gets from me?"
"I never thought of it yet! But all I can do for now is at least get the girls to safety before he tries to act upon us!"
"Well, well. You've decided then!"
"Yes. Now get your ass on the ground and surrender to the master of disguise mister!"
"I will do! But before that you need to know something....!"
"What?"
"There is no master for a disguise that happens often....!" I said and kicked her and jumped from the window behind me to fall in a pit that closed and pushed me inside a hole that had dark walls as I see them, falling deeper.

As days passed by the places we shift to are becoming far from the city. We are almost at the nearest border to other states. I hate hiding, but that seemed very essential at this point of time, at least for Doug. He is a very strong fighter, but not to ignore his age, he is 60. He can fight equally standing at a place and in a ring, but he cannot run as we go. We also saw a game plan that is getting shaped as Gowtham and Michael started planning for it from the time we started shifting places.
One day, I saw someone staring at us and the signals and indications that they were trying to communicate, seemed a bit strange to me. I asked everyone of us to hide and as I stared at the window, I saw the people disappearing from the place. I went down and tried searching for them, but none at the plain sight were visible. I stared at a distance and I saw a dozen vehicles approaching me from a distance. It must be those people who followed us at the hospital. I know I can't fight all of them, but I was ready to kill as many as possible. I loved single punch knockouts from the moment I saw Bruce lee doing that. I wanted to implement it at this moment. All the cars surrounded me, and I know it was not my perfect time to make a move. There came in a man in the French beard lighting his cigar and asking me who I was? I turned around and sounded like I was dumb, I know I was weak at acting but that seemed to workout any way. As they turned around, they saw someone signalling them of the house we hide in. They immediately started moving there. I know I can act immediately but I stopped somehow as I was surrounded by people, whom I can beat easily but by the time I acted, they would have already been in the house. I didn't know what to do, so I tried my best by kicking the guy next to me and took his gun and shot at the French bearded man. His hand was hurt and I was pretty sure, by the next moment I would also have been shot, but luckily, I wasn't. I was pushed aside by a girl who was tall, slim and she was riding a bike. She went straight to the man and talked "There are girls in the room who are getting dressed. I know you're bad bastards who are trying to peep in and force them to fuck you. But this isn't going to work out because, we are rebels in the town and we already surrounded you people with our big guns", she sighed pointing out the big gun she was carrying on the bike. I couldn't believe my eyes. She looked so daring and dashing, I wanted to talk to her the immediate moment she put the gun around his crotch, but I waited till these idiots moved.
"We are here for the babes who absconded yesterday night while our boss was having fun with....!"
"That's not called having fun! It is called harassing and your fucking boss frightened the girl. She wasn't accustomed to BDSM, so ask him to either change his ways of having sex or ask him to fuck off!"
"How dare you comment our Boss!" he took out his gun. She shot his hand and kicked him in his stomach and said,"Your ways won't work here! We are the Boss and you are in need here! So, be nicer to us and we will repay you with rewards you can't even imagine!"
They went off cursing the girl and when I was holding the gun in my hand, she came in and pulled it off my hand and threw it at a distance and said," Are you outta your goddamn mind? They could have killed you instantly! I tried you once, don't expect me to save you again!"
"But who are you?"
"Are you deaf?"
"I knew about you while you spoke! But I don't know your name!"
"I don't care what you don't know! All I know is, I tried to save Doug's family now. I owe him one! Go and tell him that someone saved your ass as she owes you one!"
"Hey!" by the time I finished calling her, she flew away on her desert storm bike. As I came in and spoke, Doug mentioned that her name was Riya. She was a local rebel in the town and was also a saviour of many girls who were tortured for the profession they were in. Most of the girls of this part of the town were into prostitution, and unfortunately the bastards who were following us and their boss also came to this part of the town. I was not sure if they came here unfortunately, because there must be someone who has been giving constant information as we moved to places. Every damn secret places we tried to hide, were being followed and these men are huge in number and are in places wherever and whenever they could follow! I was ready today, but it was a bad move of going in there alone. Riya saved my ass today, as she spoke. I owed her one. She must have owed one for Doug, as she was saved once, when a car accident was about to happen, he put in his life for risk and saved her, but I owed her as she saved me!
To be frank, I wanted to meet the girl and thank her for saving me. I decided and went in checking for her, but I never met her. She was found at a local bar, drinking with someone. I went to the boy and asked her where she lived. He has shown me the way, as she was drunk heavily and was almost swinging to fall. I took her to her home. The way was not familiar to me, but the way she talked seemed so. She was giving instructions as I was taking her. She knew that she was carried by someone to home, but she didn't know it was me. She must have been concentrating only on the way, I thought. As we approached the place, she kicked me and fell on the steps. I sprung upon pissed off, as I didn't like to be kicked like that. But, it was her, so I took a little patience to control myself. She kicked me again, this time I was enraged. So, I slapped her accidentally, which was a purely involuntary response. This made her furious, we fought like hell there, and as the fight was about to be finishing off, the French bearded guy came in kicking her. While she raised on him, he shot me in the arm. I tried to recover and bashed him on the floor. He was seriously hurt, and while he rose on his feet, I bet her and she fell on the ground. I know it was a fatal blow, but she wasn't unconscious. The guy got bashed on the floor again, while he fell he shot again and this time, she came in hurting herself, saving me. She never meant to take the shot, but took it for me. She saved my ass again.
"Bloody bitch! You are hurt", I said.
She smiled and said "You are truly a wounded heart. Why are you so worried for a girl whom you are calling a bitch?"
"I am because, it's all because of me!"
"No, it isn't because of you. He comes here regularly for me. I fight him to save the girls who live in the town. But one day, he may kill me. So, please be there here for me, when he comes!" she said smiling at me.
"Fuck! You're bleeding heavily"
"Don't you worry gentleman! I might have drunk.... But my heart is so numb that I am not even feeling the pain!"
"Shut up and sit here silently" I said and took out the knife I carry to shave my beard. I pierced the place where she took the hit and took out the bullet and kept it aside. I then went to the nearest hospital and took the medicine not knowing the quantity and put a very little amount into the needle and gave her a shot of it, I hope that could relieve her pain for now, but by the time I came in, the girls in the town took her and gave her what she needed as the first aid. She must at least have got two stitches as the knife I use is pretty sharp and must have cut deep to take the bullet out. I waited there, till she got recovered and woke up, but the girls asked me to leave as it is not safe for me to stay there. So, I decided to listen to them and took the bastard who shot her and hanged him upside down at the nearby town. By the time he wakes up, I thought I will ask him, where his boss is and then shoot him getting the details.

The incident shattered all of us. We expected to rescue the hunted, but unexpectedly, we were betrayed to be portrayed as the Hunters. Gowtham had been talking with Michael and I was silently staring at the window, not being sure of what we have done!
"Confessions huh?" said Doug
"No sir! We weren't actually sure of it!"
"Sure of what?"
"How were we traced by the Gang who took over the Club?"
"Did you see the guy who took over the place?"
"No sir! But all we know was that, this guy was the master of disguise! We saw many people being tortured. As we approached one of them, discreetly, we noticed that the men torturing them were completely dressed in Black! All of them were in professional suits."
"Uh-huh!"
"Any deducing's from the explanation?"
"Do I look like Sherlock Holmes huh?" asked Doug, punching my arm.
"We don't know his name. But we need to know their attack patterns and he must definitely have a weakness to be knocked off!"
"Do you think Gangsters are ready to fight with the fighters?"
"But....."
"Nah! You're not sure of your facts son. Get your things right! These gangsters have people who are paid in thousands and lakhs to take care of that bastard who pays them. They stay loyal until they're being overpaid than their boss! Money... Just Money speaks!"
"We tend to live normal lives, but with bigger dreams" interrupted a voice from behind. It was Michael. "Life will never be easy. It always tries to put forth bigger challenges, which unleashes the best of us!" added Gowtham.
"Did you guys expect us before we attacked you?" asked Gowtham.
"We heard that there were two rebels who pushed their boundaries and they have pissed off their boss! We didn't knew that it was you people. Hence, we tried testing if you were really those Fighters, because till date there was no one who came searching for us here in Ricket! We created that fight and saw your fighting pattern, it was then that we realized, that your were fighters. Then came my Dad to divert your attention and then while you were talking to him, I attacked from behind. I never saw that Deathblow coming!" spoke Michael.
"It was a nice move though. We never did that kinda fighting. We were all solo!" said Doug.
"This guy fought solo always. But your son was rock solid. We had to give him a blow that would piss you off both. But that was so hard, he was unconscious and you were pissed off! we didn't see that coming!" said Gowtham punching me and talking to them.
"What shall we do now?" I asked.
"Let's not take any hasty moves or unnecessary decisions. Let's wait and hide here in the safe house for sometime!" said Michael.
"Hiding? There are people like us out there." said Gowtham.
"They are fighters remember!" quoted Doug.
All we wanted was a safe place for now. Let's get undercover until, the crazy maniacs who followed us at the hospital are driven away. As days passed by we were shifting places, and finally shifted to a place at the end of the city. This place is quite simple, subtle and what all we needed were a bit farther than we expected but that's fine as we can fetch them with a little help from the neighbours. Doug had friends all over the place that we lived by, and that helped us a lot really. Michael, and Gowtham became very good friends as we travelled and it was a good thing. We didn't sense any danger until we stay this way, but this isn't what we aimed for! As I hear a quote, the ship is great at the shore but that isn't what it is made for!