-truly magical- maaneet ff THREAD 17 - Page 56

-truly magical-
part 150

They hung her back dangling in air. Few minutes, she felt her head was spinning, now light, then like floating.. they slashed cold chill water on her face. She shook her head, lifting her brows trying to look straight. Where is Maan Singh Khunrana.. the screamed. She remained silent.
They shook her couple of time trying to pursue her to speak.. they charged her with random questions.
Guy - jise tu bachene ki kashish kar rahi hain, woh tujhe yanha marne chot ke chala gaya
she began to laugh ..laugh crazily now. They slapped her .. she continued to laugh hysterically, neurotically.. teasingly. Provoking them they slapped her punched her continuously.. she laughed even more now.. she was reminded of Maan's temper just seeing a scratch on her wrist & wat Maan did to Arjun for that after 4months of the incident.. she laughed - u all r so dead...her laugh was kind of intimidating, setting in an unknown fear.

now the series of events flashed in his head . The sudden guys blocking his way in outside khurana mansion, breaking his car window & then some thing pierced his neck. He pushed his hair back  to gain faster control over the situation. He looked around the emotionless dark space which looked like a cellar, he saw the rope around his hand & leg were just cut .. seemed like with some sharp object..knife may be.  He pushed them away ..he walked warily around..his head still felt spinning & slight pain.

He walked slowly to steps that let to a sealing door. Before he surfaced himself, he had to know where exactly he was & wat was happening. he came down withour making any noice towards the window, he peeped out of the window that opened ground level. It was dark out side.. trees.. nothing else. He dipped down when he heard the foot steps move away from the center of the room towards the exit. He could make out there was no one in the room above now.

He dipped really low when he heard those guys walk back.. ek aur dose ..
they smiled evilly at her .. why are u making us do this.. seeda seeda bol where is Maan Singh Khurana... they punched her yet again at her stomach. His fist was probably inside her.. bleeding wound. She was still quiet.

the guy lifted his hand to punch her again.. dare u touch her Maan roared surfacing out. They immediately pointed the gun at him. She swiped her legs upwards & get their shot away from Maan. Giving them no time to react Maan swing the rod in air knocking  the gap between the head & the shoulder. Two of them collapsed instantly with the violent thrust he blow it with... it was his Geet they dared to touch!! awaking the demon in him, awakening the side no one ever seen in him..

Maan turned at the sound of running feet. A body ran into him as he stood there. He hit the wall behind with a thundering crash. Maan hit his head really hard on his. The guy could hear only the thundering sound that followed down his spine. Maan caught a glimpse of a 5th guy moving stealthily behind him, and chose that moment to strike first. He feinted forward, then dropped into a crouch and swept one outstretched leg around behind him. His foot caught the guy's ankles and yanked his feet from beneath him. The man pitched backward, arms flailing, and smacked his head on the floor. In the same motion, Maan pounced onto the fallen man, ramming a fist into his neck, to insure that he was down for good. Maan heard the guys calling for help. Rushing towards the exist. & suddenly couple of more people rushing in towards them.

they both remained silent as her hand now rested on his chest. Breathing hard to ..maan scanned her face..dipped in pool of blood so was her body. What the hell were u playing at? Her response came not with words but as tremors..that set her body quaking in his arms. He looked down at her flustered face at the almond eyes that looked up at him eyes wounded & he looked at the open mouth as she dragged in air at those lips so close to him now that their proximity he could think..but possession!!. His mouth crashed down upon hers in a barbarous kiss. A kiss that he tore from her. A kiss that spoke of dread, fear, loss of agony & relief as his mouth plundered hers. His hands sliding her slim back to bury themselves. Remorseless & ruthless. Avenging himself for the wrongs of the past. Like a man dying of thirst, he drank deeply  from the first water stream. Unable to stop even when sense dictated he should, even when he knew it was probably not right.  There was no restraint here. Instead all the things he felt all the things he wanted to say to her in the past years all the strain of seeing her in pain..everything spilled out into that kiss .