Lovers – My Hooligan – Episode 32

Chapter 3 ⃣2 ⃣

 

 

…..In this world, a mother is the greatest warrior…..

 

Continuation From the Last Episode:

 

 

Authoress Pov

 

The last truck drove inside the fortress and the gate was closed.

 

 

The large trucks drove non-stop for 30 minutes before they all stopped at once, the trucks were opened and one of the guards amongst the twenty guards which had escorted the trucks ordered them with his loud voice to step out of their various trucks and stand in line.

 

Some of the trucks were filled with children ranging from 6 years upwards and some adults.

 

Zoya steps out with the rest and stands in line. It was an open place.

 

Lady Deepa and Raja Rajasthan stood in front of them. At the very far end, behind them, stood a large castle painted in white.

 

The pleas of the captives filled the air.

 

“Silence!!!” Lady Deepa thundered, and everyone shut up. She smiled at their obedience. “Are you sure no one is inside one of those trucks?” Lady Deepa asked the guard with them.

 

“No one is in the trucks, ma’am.” The guard answered.

 

Lady Deepa was about to say something when they heard the neigh of an approaching horse.

 

Everyone turned to see who was coming, it was Krishna.

 

She stopped next to get mother. “She is not here.” Krishna told Lady Deepa, kick her horse which started running towards the direction of the castle.

 

“Take her to the fortress and kill the one there.” Lady Deepa ordered the guard who spoke pointing at a little girl barely 11.

 

The guard carried the girl who started struggling in his tight hold and began to walk towards the castle.

 

“Which one are you buying Raja?”

 

 

“Not today Lady Deepa. I will be coming in a week’s time to demand my usual.” Raja Rajasthan answered.

 

“Take them to the slaves quarters and strip them of their attires and give them the clothes they will all be wearing till their miserable life ends.” Lady Deepa commanded the remaining nineteen guards left.

 

As they led them away, Zoya couldn’t help but wonder why they couldn’t sense her? A demon could have perceived the presence of another demon, so why didn’t they notice her?

 

Or would it be the bottle the Sage has given to her that is preventing them from noticing her scent?

 

She was brought out of her thoughts when she was pushed down forcefully on a rock, she was just in time to prevent her stomach from hitting the rock when she felt a hot iron being pressed on her left shoulder blade.

 

On her shoulder blade were written ‘Slave’

 

She calmed herself down and just stared at the man who had pressed the hot iron in her. No fight for now. She straightened up and followed the man in front of her, he also has received his own.

 

Once everyone has the word ‘Slave’ on their shoulders, the guards took them to meet the other slaves.

 

They came to an old gate made with woods which are now weak

 

A man named Mehal welcomed them, he was wearing a dirty white long cloth that looked like a long gown.

 

“These are the new arrivals, give them the clothes and burn the ones they are wearing afterwards.” One of the guards told Mehal and the nineteen guards turned and left them.

 

“Come with me my friends.” Mehal said turning and led them further.

 

 

Zoya saw little children, all boys who are barely 10, carrying wooden guns.

 

It looks like a small village.

 

A very small village, all huts were made by woods which had so many holes in them, the zinc was made by clothes including the doors.

 

The place looked deserted. Half of it were graves.

 

“Everyone’s gone to his or her place of work.” Mehal told them. “Once you are here, there is no going back.”

 

“You mean we can’t leave here? What if we all join our heads and plan on how to escape.” A lady said.

 

“I have been here for thirty years, some more than that, there is no escape.” Mehal told the lady.

 

He gave them a replica of what he was wearing and told them to choose any hut of their choice, that in each of the little huts, more than 20 people stay in one.

 

Zoya chose one of the huts and quickly changed into the slave cloth. She removed her shoes, and in her left shoe was a small knife, bringing it out, she touched the edge of the knife and it became a long sharp sword. Smiling to herself, she touched the same place and it shrinkle to it’s smaller size. She dug a hole and buried the short knife. She then tore a long piece of cloth from hers and used it to tie the bottle around her waist before coming out of the hut, giving Mehal her clothes.

 

“Tomorrow, you will be given what to do.” Mehal told her sadly, collecting the clothes from her before walking to the next hut.

 

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When it was afternoon, Zoya was seen helping the women, especially the heavily pregnant ones, with their working tools, hoes, shovels etc.

 

 

At night, the whole slaves all seated on the ground around a man whose appearance screams insane. He has disheveled hair that looks so dirty and one of his eyes were gone, he has only four teeths and spit was coming out of his mouth when he spoke.

 

“Tell us a different story today, Satya.” One of the children said.

 

“I will tell you the story of a hero.”

 

Zoya who had decided to join the crowd partly listened, she was feeling sleepy.

 

“In a joyful land, lived a king and his pregnant wife who was happy. One day, strong demons raiders came and overpowered his kingdom, taking everyone and bringing them to their own kingdom and king. They became slaves. The Half of the kingdom, became a graveyard for innocent lives. Wretched demons who suck the hot blood of the poor slaves. Cruel devil’s who cut the body and devour the flesh before giving out the bones of their victims, kill the slaves without pity.

 

Dreams of those innocent mute people. Imprisoned in a flooded place.

 

Themselves mocked their eyes.

 

 

The slaves couldn’t escape their cruelty and that made them lose faith in the Creator. Made them lose their very faith.” Satya pauses as everyone around him bends their heads in shame. “But, cutting the Creator’s chain, boarding the chest with pride, the belief of those oppressed and depressed was born by a great mother. This is the story of such a hero who will come to save us all.” Satya concluded.

 

Zoya stood up from the quietly side she was seated to leave since she was half asleep when the mad man was telling his story when she met Mehal.

 

“Going to sleep?”

 

“Yes.” Zoya replied.

 

“Okay, goodnight.”

 

 

“Goodnight.” Zoya said and went back to the hut, going to where she had buried the knife, without no clothes, she lay on the bare ground, her hand touching her stomach and slept off on an empty stomach.

 

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Early the next morning, another set of guards came and gave the newly slaves their own jobs.

 

Some are to break large stones. Zoya was among those who were chosen to dig out gold underground, she followed Mehal and some others and entered the lift that would take them underground.

 

Once the lift stopped, they came out of it and started walking the shallow passage.

 

Little bulb lights that were placed in the passage brighten up their path.

 

“Don’t they give us food to eat after the day’s work?” Zoya asked Mehal.

 

“They do, but….” He got interrupted when they arrived at another life that will take

 

them down.

 

“How deep is this?” Zoya asked.

 

“This is more than 500ft (five hundred feet).” Mehal responded.

 

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Few hours later, Zoya and the rest came out of the underground.

 

Zoya noticed other slaves were also returning from their various work. Zoya could see they were tired and hungry.

 

“You surprised me with your ability to dig out gold even though today was your first time.” Mehal said and Zoya smiled at his words.

 

Some of the Demon’s guards were seen standing some distance away from them.

 

“Hey!!! Go and take your food!!” A demon yelled.

 

Everyone rushed towards the large cart filled with fruits and rice tied in nylons.

 

One demon pointed his guns at running slaves going to the cart and he released the trigger.

 

Every slave ran back making all the Demon’s laugh.

 

Their laughter seized when they saw one slave who didn’t run away as the others did.

 

“Shoot her if she makes one step.” The Demon who had yelled said and as if Zoya heard him.

 

She started walking towards the food cart.

 

 

The Creator who does not see me has seen you

 

 

They raised their guns, aiming at her and Zoya, stopped and turned to face them, staring at each of their eyes.

 

The Demon’s couldn’t shoot her, her eyes sent them warnings.

 

Zoya reached the cart and pushed it towards the slaves.

 

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On top of a goon and a don … there is a king