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AUTHOR'S POV

The horizon trembled, as if the very heavens were aflame. The sun, a burning ember, slowly rose over the Blood bathed earth. As sunrise painted the sky with hues of crimson and gold, the attacks became more brutal.

Mubariz hugged his uncle who was none other than Sultan of ARAB, Muzaffar Shah. "I visited the royal home and get to know that Mongols attacked so I could not stop myself from joining you in this battle."

"Why are you being tensed chacha jaan, I can handle these tiny riots on my own, and welcome to the kingdom, you have covered a long distance so take rest." Mubariz said with steady voice.

"Thank you, but I think I should rest after making them rest in peace, don't you think?" Muzaffar said with a smirk and Mubariz nodded his head. 

Soon both of them choose their direction to march on. The air filled with dust and explosive while the sand flooded with the warm blood signalling the cruelty. Not for once any ounce of pity striked in Mubariz's head.

He was beheading two opponents in one go while Muzaffar was no less than him. His skill exceptional. Despite of being in his 50s his demeanour not depicting his age, his strength was beyond comparison and his attacks were deadly.

The morning changed to afternoon but the battle was nowhere to be stopped. Almost Mongol kings were dead, some killed by Shahbaaz, few by Muzzafar and some by Mubariz.

Remaining four were taken under arrest till night and the battle halted. It was the shortest battle led by Mubariz, its only him who ever attacked on other kingdoms to snatch them. So they always give time to them to think about the treaty and then take wise decision. If every fight begin then it was mandatory to stop in the evening but here these Mongols backstabbed and initiated in the mid night. 

So in no case this war is going to stop before Mubariz won it. And he won it in span of one day and one night. Fought along with his army with full enthusiasm and the result is fruitful.

Mubriz ordered to arrest the remaining opponents and put them behind the bars while ordered to send Mongolian kings to his tent. 

They have reached far from outskirts of the Mughal sultanate while fighting so decided to stay a night here in the tents only. With the first ray of sun tomorrow they will depart to their palace.

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The same night when Mongol's attacked.

I sent shahenshah on the war. Now I am feeling the inner turmoil of maasa when ever babasa went to war. She used to sit in temple and not come out till we get the news of win. She used to  sleep there, eat there and continue to pray till his eyes did not shut automatically due to exhaustion.

I had always been so exited about the war thing but now sending him to war make me realize how tough the departures are; when we don't know how long will it take to meet again, days, months or years. The war can last till any time period, no one can predict. And the fear of not even get to see your loved ones ever again grip our heart so tightly that their hug only can sooth the ache.

I was sitting in my Kahna's temple along with maasa, sleep was nowhere near me, ammi jaan was reciting the holy Quran Shareef sitting beside me. 

I was engrossed in Bhagwat geeta when I heard slight noise from inside of my chamber, firstly I thought it must be any attendee but then again I heard the voice increasing.

"I will be back shortly" I said to them and  stood up from the place and went inside the chamber, I followed the voice and found it coming from the bathing room. 

I hurriedly went to pick my sword and my dagger. I held sword tightly in my hand with dagger in my waist band and one in my bun. I proceed toward the bathing room where I witnessed the whole trope of soldiers.

The same black cloths with mouth covered just like my wedding day and they were emerging out of the pool where they had displaced a bigger section, it appeared to be a tunnel. 

OH MY GOD!

A tunnel inside the pool.

They were coming out of it and presently there were not more than 20 of them. As they saw me, they all marched toward me in heavy fast steps, I trembled a little, afraid to be precise.

I held my sword tightly while chanting," You can do it, you can fight, you are warrior, you are ISHWASA!!"

"HAR HAR MAHADEV" With a loud scream I lashed out on them with my eyes red in rage and my body trembling in fury. I was feeling an unknown power in me which is leading me to fight. I feel my each pore more opened than ever and air around me charged like never before.

Everything seemed to give me power.

My sword clashed with two of them, their power dominating but my confidence unwavering. I rotated the swords with my full strength and attacked them with swiftness. I did not give them time to adjust themselves and my sword pierced their flesh moment by moment. 

They surrounded me from all sides but I was feeling much more angry. The sword in my hand matching my heartbeats and clashing with steel around, cutting through the armours and then chopping their body parts.

The water in the pool turned blood red soon and then I witnessed my nightmare standing in front of me in black cloths with several marks on his face.

ANWAR

He looked at me and laughed," How are you my little slut, you were saved that day but who will save you now? Your dear shahenshah is not around to protect you. Who will save you now? Ha Ha Ha" His voice echoed the bathing room which strike my that dark corner of memories which I never wanted to unlock. His voice resonated in my head like a repetitive announcement and I went numb all of sudden.

"It seems like I have that effect on you till now, no?" He again spoke while coming closer to me to touch me and my trans broke.

 I came out of the haunted memories in an instant when one more voice resonated in my mind," You are my begam" " I will not let anything happen to you" "Look at your people admiring new queen not because she can handle household well but can fight in war if needed." "You are a warrior with exceptional skill, I am proud of you mahroo"

"Ahhhhhh" I screamed loudly when he was about to touch me and with a sudden attack I left a deep cut on his arm with which he was about to touch me. 

I felt myself in sweat and trembling like a leaf but the sudden rush of energy made me attack him once again who was screaming because of pain.

I attacked once again and this time he defended himself, he cried in pain but he again came forward with his half cut arm and raged eyes to attack but I was swift with my moves and his another hand left his body, his screams intensified but I was feeling myself unbothered, possessed. His screams were providing me pleasure.

With another flash of sword I sliced his chest, blood ooze out of it splashing on my face but I attacked him till my satisfaction. His screams once loud were now only painful groans. He fall down on the ground before me.

"Agar aurat sarswati hai, annapurna hai, prem ki khan hai, Vatsalya ki moorat hai, saundarya ki pratima hai to ye mat bhuliye ki wo chandi bhi hai, mat majboor kariye hame sheetalta se raudra roop dharan karne ke liye. Jab jab bhi ek aurat chandi ka roop dharan karti hai papiyo ka vinash nishchit hai. JAI MAA KAALI!!!!"

"If a woman is Saraswati (goddess of knowledge), Annapurna(Goddess of nourishment), A mine of love, idol of affection and epitome of beauty then do not forget she is a chandi (destroyer of evil ) too. Don't compel her to switch from softness to ruthlessness. When ever one woman will take Chandi's form, she will destroy every evil residing on the earth. JAI MAA KAALI!!!"

 I held my sword more tightly with both hands as if its tip in his direction and with swift motion, I inserted in his chest.

With a loud scream he died.

I looked around myself and found my soldiers fighting with remaining enemies guarding me to handle this bastard on my own. Soon enough the enemies were killed mercilessly and the area evacuated by clearing the dead bodies from sight. 

When few of the soldiers were trying to take Anwar's body I stopped them. I checked his every pocket keenly and I was correct, I found one map along with few more pages drenched in blood. I make soldiers check him through and through and all soldiers.

We found so many pages with maps and some were written in urdu. I collected all and went outside. Ammi jaan hugged me tightly. Maasa caressed my hairs.

"Are you okay bacha?" She asked me kissing my forehead and I just nodded showing her the pile of papers in my hand. Their brows knitted and soon enough we heard another commotion from balcony of my chamber.

It seems like they have many tunnels built. 

My mind was about to explode when I saw another intruder marching towards me and I once again swirl my sword to cut him into pieces. They were increasing but I need to go through these maps before they could enter from any other places as well.

I went inside the personal library of shahenshah along with ammi jaan and maasa and we sat in a far dark corner. The only source of light was small holes in the designer wall. It was enough for us to see clearly.

I sat between ammi jaan and maasa ; opened all the pages. It seems to be map of something but we were unable to put the pieces right. Then after few tries it clicked in my mind that it is half. I tried to aligned all the piece and it was crystal clear now. 

I looked wide eyed towards ammi jaan and she looked at me shocked.

We can hear the clashing of swords and loud screams from outside but this map was making us more feared and tensed.

"This is very old map, this area was Harem when Your abba huzur was alive. Now it has splitted into the harem and  delegates compound with proper construction and changes. It is a map from that era." Ammi jaan whispered and I questioned,

" But how this map get in the enemy's hands?" 

"This is friend disguised in foe, your abba huzur's death is still a mystery which I could not be able to solve and then death of your bade abbu. It is all linked." She stated.

"But who can be the traitor?" I asked and she thought for a while before saying, "Mongol".

"They were invited in the function,no?" I asked not able to digest the new fact.

"Yes, but we have a worst history with them and other than them no one can be our sworn enemy." She declared and I opened the few pages I have with me and try to read them.

There was a locket made on the paper and many instructions were written on it along with directions and symbols. I have not seen anything like that in our chamber or library ever. What is this written?

The locket is with you......................................Once you get the real map, report to sultanate, till then Mubariz would be dead." I read the last line and earth swept through my feet. 

The whole strategy was written in different pages in short lines like they have assigned particular work to particular person along with placement of enemy soldiers. We both looked at each other and Ammi jaan stood up abruptly. 

"Before they reach the map we need to either safe it or destroy it. If they got the whole map, we will not be able to win them for sure. This is on us now" Ammi jaan said in trembling voice.

"But we don't have that locket! They have it." Maasa said in worried tone

"But how this is possible. It was only one that too Jahanpanah gave to Ariz before leaving the world." Ammi jaan said worriedly.

"This is not the matter of concern now ammi jaan, the main thing is we do not have the locket. And I am damn sure the person having it will come here soon to steal the rest part of map. Just wait near that shelf from where the door to locker is going to be opened." I said and ammi jaan nodded.

We all went to decided place and waited for a while.

Soon enough we heard the loud sound of anklet bells along with thumping of many shoes, I peaked through the books and found a person holding the locket who was none other than, Badi Ammi! She was accompanied by many soldiers. I counted and they were 56 in total. 

Can I fight with them all?

YES!!

As they neared the door I whispered to ammi jaan and maasa" Do not come out till I finish all of them."

I held my sword tightly and emerged out of shelf with loud shout of," HAR HAR MAHADEV" I marched towards them and they all stilled looking at my surprise entry. I took advantage of their shocked state and flashed my sword which pierced a couple of them. 

I glared at badi ammi deadly and she instructed," Kill her" 

I smirked saying," Pretty delusional of you to think like that"

They attacked me from all sides, few of them still accompany badi ammi to the shelf where that book was placed. She picked up the book and the door appeared. My sword being desperate for blood attracted to their body like a magnet to iron and soon enough all of them found laying on the floor dead.

On the other side I found maasa holding the sword and fighting with full dedication and ruthlessness. I witnessed the best skill and the fierceness along with swiftness that she holds is commendable. I was mesmerized by her fighting skills.

"Gudiya, your back!!" She shouted and I defended myself hurriedly.

I saw badi ammi rotating the handle of first lock and I held my dagger, aimed her hand, shoot toward her. In no time a loud scream heard and her hand was hanging half joined half chopped. 

Her soldiers attacked me once again, those who were around her and before they could reach me I shoot one more dagger which got installed in her second arm. She was injured badly now. In no case she could open the door before me and maasa finish all of them.

We both, in no time killed all of them barbarously. 

With hurried steps I went to badi ammi and put my sword on her neck while asking," For whom are you working?"

"I am working for myself, this is my empire, your this lovely ammi jaan tricked me years ago and snatched everything from me." She screamed at me while blood was flowing from her palm and arm.

"This is ours, its protection is our responsibility, how did you get this locket when this only one piece that too with shahenshah." Ammi jaan came forward saying.

"Ours? really begam sahiba ours?" she chuckled dryly while saying," It was just you always, you said to my husband and he agree to give throne to your husband, without even consulting. I was just mourning the death of my husband and my children were fighting for nation when you again tricked me, you house arrested me and made your son take the oath as a king. Tell me, did you not do injustice?"

"I have not said anything to bhaijaan related to throne ever, it was totally his decision baaji and the thing of throne, then you too know your kids well. They were not suitable in any condition and I did what the time demanded. I have no regrets about it" Ammi jaan stated with emotionless face.

"If you have no regrets than I too have no regrets for doing this now. You will get the news of your son's death tomorrow and then you will feel how hard it is to depart your piece of heart." She laughed evilly saying and my heart sank in pits of my stomach. Ammi jaan stumbled a little and Maasa came forward and slapped badi ammi.

"Tell me for whom are you working." Maasa asked her in threatful voice and she just smiled. Maasa held the dagger that was still stuck in her arm and rotated it, she cried in pain and I closed my eyes. 

"Tell me the name." Maasa asked again and when she did not told she pulled out the dagger and again shoved into her arm. A loud scream followed.

She held the sword from my hand and pushed it in her neck, blood ooze out but she pushed more and when it was time the one push more and badi ammi will die, she spoke out fearfully," Promise to leave me alive and I will tell you"

"Promise", maasa said and I looked at her in disbelief. How could we let this traitor alive, its not less than domesticating a snake.

"Sultan of Mongol is the person I was working for" She said and voice of Shourya bhaisa echoed in the library," So for your information, your owner is dead as well"

We all looked at him and I asked," What do you mean?"

"The sultan of Arab along with a big force entered the outskirts where we were fighting and he asked me about the war so I told him the known things and then only one soldier informed us that Mongol sultan is dead so listening to this Arab sultan  left for the borders the same moment saying he will enter the kingdom with winner army. " He explained.

"Its totally fine but you can not stop Anwar from being shahenshah now, we know all the secrets of this palace. Even we will kill Ariz now. We have so many plans, he will not be alive after this war. He have to die." Badi ammi laughed out loud.

"Whom you are making shahenshah? The one who is no more?" I said and her expression changed from laugh to horror.

"You killed him?" She could utter only this when I slit her head in swift motion saying," I killed you too."

"Ishwasa" All of them shouted in unison.

I faced them while saying," No more traitors will be excused" 

They all looked disturbed but nodded.

"We don't have much time to discuss about useless people, bhaisa reach shahenshah as soon as you can and tell him about all this. I am sure this planning is not only limited to this extent. I will handle these attacks by myself." I said to him when he was about to object maasa said," We are here, don't worry. Go and alert shahenshah, they have known all the secret tunnels of palace, even have the locket too. They know much more than needed."

These Mongols have always done such things. From your phupi to jahanpana's death, they accepted nothing and always lied. They are not trustable even in the war. Ariz is in danger my heart can sense." Ammi jaan whispered and I held her tightly while saying,

" Shaheshah will handle everything, nothing will happen to him ammijaan, he will return safe." I said hugging her.

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How is the chapter, do tell me please!!!

And I started a new story; HASRAT: A wish to live. I will be happy if you give that a chance. A very new concept I have tried to portray and I hope you will love it.

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