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   Lanes of luxurious black cars were speeding up behind each other underneath dark clouded sky. Roads surrounded by rough and dry mountain of Balochistan. They were on their way to Kala pani (Black water) Mach jail. One of most dreaded prison in the country located in deserted area and victim of harsh weather 24/7, it's mostly known for its extreme cruel heat, mercury rising menacingly and in winters coldest place with frequent chilly and blustery winds

    One can only imagine the psychological plight of prisoners in that location. Living there would be like living in hell

   Boy in black leather jacket and helmet over his head tear his heavy bike through wind, going on unbelievable speed leaving all cars behind one by one until he slowed down in front of G-wagon at front leading crew. He glanced in car's way while keeping up with it. Young man who was clad in black suit. White shirt underneath and black blazer over. His hair perfectly sleeked back with one strands out, he roll down window of G-wagon he was driving with one hand and other one holding cigarette which he rested by window

   He wave his hand for guy on bike to lead the way and within seconds bike was gone after making loud noises. Shaking his head he roll up window with lips curving in smirk they all are eager to meet him

    Reaching their destination, which was Mach jail. They parked their cars in perfect line before getting out of cars to stand in front of them. Police wasn't surprised by this all. They know who was locked inside for 5 years. They know very well and it did terrify them. Biker guy was already there with smirk on his face which was visible as he has taken off his helmet which was now under his arm. Leather gloves still on as he throws helmet at one of bodyguard and makes his way beside his brother

"Can't wait for day when you will finally die because of that bike of yours." His brother said sarcastically putting on his sunglasses

"Can't wait for day when you will die of aids because of that tharki habit of yours." He replied back savagely

"Ever heard of condoms."

"Kash baba use krlete apke waqt." Burn man beside them couldn't control his laugh anymore and burst into laughter. His brother clenched his jaw resisting urge to make this brat's have taste of good punch and kicks and before he could say anything further gates of prison were let open

   Man elder than them walked outside dressed in perfectly pressed three piece Italian suit. His hair styled perfectly with gel with not even single strand out of place, freshly shaved face making his Greek god like features define more. Sharp jawline, dead eyes and perfect nose. Sun kissed skin. He looks like devil with dark yet menace aura surrounding him like his other shadow. His cold eyes held hint of dangerous glint in them before he set them on people behind interesting his lips curved in unknown smirk. Interesting and has change of expressions. He takes Pride in being feared and he can smell new fear in air of Kala pani

    He turn around to gave jail warden look of have a nice day before nodded in his brothers away and waved his hand which made everyone to gets inside their cars. Warden sighed of relief finally, he had this burden of his chest for these past 5 years when this man was inside. He couldn't breath, he was surprisingly calm one yet most dangerous man known in history of this prison. Man who killed his own father brutally for throne can kill anyone and everyone Sidharth chaudhary

His legacy will be death and madness.

    He didn't only killed his father. He slaughtered whole of his father's supporters with his grand grandfather's antic sword that hung on wall of their lounge and waited for police while smoking cigarettes and being drenched in blood. He had 4 hours. He could have run away to any other country or island but little did they know he would rather rot in prison than runway

   He was sentenced to lifetime imprisonment but because of various connections and tons of money he has. He only got 5 years of prison which is nothing compared to what he has done. But warden won't question anymore after seeing current ruling party's leader and politicians who has came to show him their support as new leader of his gang. If they hadn't been here today. He would have had them killed in some way, because he helps people who wants to leave him by making them leave world and have peace forever

"Tareen got away?" His deep voice sends chill down his brother's body. Zain chaudhary seems visibly tensed by his brother's question but he kept driving normally

"Track nahi kar pa rahe hum use. Like he vanished in thin air." He replied, Rahuf Tareen is last supporter of his father that he couldn't kill because he didn't show up at that secret meeting his father held among his mates. Rahuf didn't show up because of his daughter's birthday which he was celebrating in Islamabad later they couldn't track him down

"Hmm."

  He hummed keeping slim black cigarette between his lips and eyes on road ahead. Zain glance in his way for mere second

"Let's send words to him that I want to have meeting with no violence or killing involved." Sidharth said making Zain little surprise

"Lekin he knows way to take you down. He is last one of them we can't let him go." Zain argued

"I have something in mind."

"What?"

"You will know." Sidharth's lips curved in smirk as he winked his brother. He's dangerous when he's angry and he's super dangerous when he's being mischievous and Zain's in for both

"What about our remaining people? Hume nahi pata kuch baba ke followers bhi hain inside you know I can't do anything without your command." Zain shared stopping car as they reached runway where private jet was waiting for them. Sidharth smirked getting off car while buttoning his coat. Guards surrounding him for protection. He messes his younger brother Aryaan's hair who walked beside him making younger boy blush

   Getting inside jet he was greeted by co-pilots and crew members with genuine smile on their faces. He nodded taking seat in one of chair in front of Agha, who visible sweated passing him nervous nod. He use to be quite close to that Tareen. Sidharth tilted his head with smirk before forwarding hand which man didn't get until jet black colour slim small yet dangerously poisonous snake that push the curves of its body against as it slither, propelling it forward out of his sleeve into his palm making agha's face colour drained Sidharth loves snakes smirk appear on his face

"You fancy them?" He can smell man's fear that made him chuckle "Relax he doesn't bite unless you are an asshole."

    Announcement of take off was made by air hostess. Agha immediately sprung out of seat to make fun but Aryaan pushed him back and tie his both hands behind air. Sidharth leaned forward lowering his hand to let snake go from his palms to man's thigh

"S-sidharth m-mujhe nahi pata wo kaha hai!"

"Mujhe wo janan bhi nahi hai."

"T-toh Kya chahiye!" Agha eyes snake that slithered up his inner thigh making him gulp loudly with fear and continuously trying to free his hands which was looking impossible to do. Sidharth's expressions harden and he looked dead in eyes of man

"His weakness."

"M-mujhe nahi pata!"

"Very well" Sidharth snapped his fingers which created sound that made snake's moment faster making agha's eyes widen

"Batata hoon b-batata hoon!"

"Batao."

"His daughter."  Ahan

Karachi

   People who were close to Sidharth were invited and sitting in one huge luxury hall of his warehouse, he sits in armchair in relax manner. Manspreading like king he is, he looked at everyone with hawk like gaze making some of them nervous under his gaze. He holds black metal gun in one hand and other one hang on arm of sofa

   He got all Mubarak and how happy these all are to see him back. They have had their dinner as well and now were waiting for him to say something, he's new leader so he needs to give positions accordingly. Even in room full of people they are afraid of him not because of his guards holding riffles but because of him alone. He alone can kill them all that's what makes them scared and when he signal at zain they all looked at younger boy who nodded opening double door of room

    Sidharth leaned forward. Aryaan handed him matchbox which he opened while having eye-contact with some of them. Tension was filled in room as they looked at each other, he lighten matchstick and toss it on ground far away. Gasoline mopped floor immediately caught fire causing hall to turn into chaos and yells. Sidharth closed his eyes and relaxed in chair. He counted still 10 in his heart

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    He opened his eyes in hall surrounded by blazing flames. Room was still filled with people seated just 3 seats empty. They didn't move an inch which impress him he wants people who can die with him and for him and he thinks he got them. One wave of hand fire brigade came in. Now his ruling time started he can hear tick tick of clock

"Kill people who left."