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Posted: 10 December 2012 at 4:37am | IP Logged
Originally posted by Aanchal15

Thanks Avi...gives me a reason to perform a jig...I am already loving the Title..True lies...it is intriguing and, it being a brain child of you and your lovely sibling...no doubts absolutely that it will be effervescent , refulgent and coruscating ...

And,AIE, going to bid adieu anon..am heart-broken...but, am,glad that you thought about your readers and decided to pen down one more FF..About your wonderful buddies..may you all be blessed with lots of love for each other...

Thank you so much! I really hope you enjoy this story too :) 

Awwie! Yes, those brats and I will always be together <3

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**12 | 10 | 12


True Lies


Prologue
 
 
Nothing sounded in the chilly, mechanical area.
 
Nothing but the shallow breaths of a figure decked from head to toe in deep black. The person's slender stance was ramrod straight; almost as if waiting for something. Almost as if waiting for someone.
 
And there he was, ambling lazily towards the corner shop in the dingy grounds of Paalika Bazaar. A potbelly stretched his visibly expensive shirt, and the trousers brushed his ankles in that typically IAS officer way.
 
The person observing the obese man stalked towards the tripod in the corner, soundlessly walking across the moving slats ahead of her.  They shifted, and the frosty area plunged into a darkness that was most comforting to her. Even though she lay shrouded by the heavy cloud of black, her nimble fingers drew out of the rifle from the inconspicuous seeming backpack.
 
A few clicks here, a few clicks there and the rifle was mounted successfully atop the small support structure. With hazel eyes narrowed like a hawk, and fingers so slender; she zeroed in with lethal weapon. A gentle touch to the silky body ensured that it was indeed steady, and very much in position.
 
It was time.
 
The slats shifted once again, filling the room with lighting meager to a normal human being, but sufficient for the woman leveling the crosshair for the last time.  The stand stayed in place, not displaced from its position as she bent down and looked through the lens.
 
Her target was in view.
 
The sickly purple shirt still lay stretched over the man's gifted stomach, and his stout legs were walking a quick path from his position. He held a phone to his ear, and through the lens she discerned that he'd been told of his oncoming death.
 
A particularly offensive obscenity resounded in her mind as she realized the fact that her mission had just toughened. No more was the man in one place, he was moving, and he was moving far too fast.
 
A clock tolled somewhere nearby, signaling the time by its incessant sounding chimes. For a few moments, the slats came together and blocked her hawk-eye view, disrupting the assessment of the bustling market she saw from her vantage point.
 
Impatience crowded her strategic mind, and she pushed the feeling away with her iron will. This was no time to be distracted. One wrong shot and her entire career would shatter like the pieces of delicate crystal decorating the tables of Diplomatic officials.
 
The four inch metal boards disjointed, allowing the much needed light to filter in and set the dust motes in the air aflame. A throng of people escaped onto the landscape ahead, and her honed orbs stayed glued to the man she was hunting.
 
Any minute now.
 
He was detaching from the crowd, those stout legs almost running to escape the scene of his pre-planned death. But the assassin observing his every move wouldn't let that happen.

The target neared an old banyan tree, and whipped out his phone for the second time this sunny afternoon. The high powered lens she gazed through allowed her to detect the tremble of his fingers, the perspiring of his balding head.
 
The unmistakable fear of Death.
 
It was time.
 
Her dexterous fingers inched towards the trigger, while her eyes lay trained on the profusely sweating man in full view due to the shifted slats. He had made an error, for he had trusted in the wrong instinct. She saw him stagger backwards and fall onto the makeshift bench surrounding the ancient Banyan tree.
 
It was time.
 
A silenced shot whizzed through the almost shut slats, and raced towards the man seated distrustfully atop the concrete slab. Five seconds was all it took for the man to slump onto the cold, hard ground. It took another five for the blood to start pouring out in rivulets from the bullets aimed solidly at his ample chest.
 
It took two for the crowd to erupt into absolute chaos.
 
Whereas the swarm of people screamed and motioned to the now-dead man lying upon the ground, the sniper dismantled her sleek weapon and placed it neatly inside the backpack. The indiscreet, but odd looking dark clothing came off to reveal an ordinary looking churidaar, and an ivory dupatta made its appearance as well.
 
The inconspicuous piece of luggage was swung casually over her shoulder, and hazel orbs dimmed in order to blend into the crowd. Waist length mahogany hair skimmed sleek shoulder blades, and a pair of jootis permitted her to abide by the look of a young woman out on a stroll.
 
Appearances ruled the World.
 
With a subtle tutoring to her impeccably groomed features, Khushi Kumari Gupta made her way out of the Assassin's Lair.


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Different? Liked it? Bombard me people! Im ready Big smile

*This work is my own. Do not reproduce.


Edited by dreamyshadows - 10 December 2012 at 12:55pm

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Posted: 10 December 2012 at 4:51am | IP Logged
awesome update loved it khushi an assassin love a woman with a gun can't wait to read more awesome start thanks for the pm


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Posted: 10 December 2012 at 4:57am | IP Logged
I am just speechlees . To be frank I did not expect this and it was mind blowing !!!!!!!!!!!. Oh my khushi's intro was fantastic . Ekdum hatke . Me like it like it . Pls do continue soon . Now I am eager to see Arnav's intro . Oh Boy !!!!!!!!!!! Fab Job Avi Clap

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Posted: 10 December 2012 at 4:58am | IP Logged
Something different.. would love to read more..

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Posted: 10 December 2012 at 4:59am | IP Logged
woah shocking ..
interesting...
khush is killing ah gr8 LOL means she is bad galLOL...
where is our hero now Confused
thnx 4 pm Big smile

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dat was surely different
khushi as a killer
interesting idea

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