Chapter 21: Ramika and An Old Friend
Devitto finally guided Ramika to her classroom, a dilapidated chamber at the end of an empty corridor. No one was walking around the corridor and only the dead silence was present.
"Aaah... John? Are you one of the professors?—"
"No, actually... I was a student. And I got my license to take assassin jobs. But your guardian smacked the heck out of me and forced me to rejoin the academy as a guest lecturer to protect you."
Ramika blinked twice, swallowing the information, and slowly stepped into the classroom, where she was met with a bunch of unruly and scary-looking classmates looking towards her.
"Hmph! So, this is the human they were talking about??" a green-skinned boy, wearing the uniform restyled to his wish, with torn patches, said aloud, darting his eyes towards the new girl.
Ramika recalled what Devitto kept saying to her while they were arriving.
"The class that Ramika was about to join, was for a batch of students who were lowest of the lowest in the academy in terms of skill, attitude, focus and bloodline.
Every year these students were mostly disciplined in a harsh way and will be let off to live a peaceful life along with humans while some won't adapt to the harsh disciplinary activities, and will end up as useless goons working for mob bosses, or set up their own small group of thugs and run businesses.
But there were a few, who managed to upskill themselves and earn their Assassination license. Like your guardian, Miss Ramika Ray. Yohan Karvakarn. The infamous assassin who was known for working for only a day."
The voice of Devitto describing this to her, echoed aloud into her consciousness and she braced herself, acting according to it.
"Good Morning, everyone. I'm Ramika Ray. A human, which is a fact that you can see already... And I wish to stay in silence, not wasting my time trying to make friends here. And then do my job, get my freedom and will leave in a year or two... And leave. Thank You. Hope, you get that and cooperate with me by not minding me."
From a mere glance itself, one could say, that these students were probably not the kind to stand up and welcome new classmates, so Ramika decided to not waste strength and make efforts to make any connections. She simply introduced herself and went towards the one empty seat in the bustling classroom.
Though the seat was empty, it was accompanied by a hoodie-clad student whose eyes kept avoiding Ramika. A strange thing because almost all of them were staring at her. And that intrigued Ramika, who also found something feeling odd within her. She found the person familiar.
The frame, the build and the unexplainable feel of familiarity of the student sitting near the seat raised some questions within Ramika. It was like she knew the person already.
"Stay still, Ramika... They're still after you." The hoodie-clad student warned Ramika, as she noticed the students in the hall, sharpening pointy and shiny objects under the desks.
"Are those knives?"
"Daggers. Cheap knockoffs. Won't be as accurate as the real ones. But you'll die for sure—"
"Who are you? And I have someone to protect, so—"
"Teachers are prohibited from interfering with students' affairs. And it's an iron rule that the strongest can dictate the weakest. It's a power cycle, Rami..."
"Rami?? Hey, who are you, really? Only a few call me like that..." Ramika wondered with her eyes looking up at the hoodie girl.
"So, in 1..2...3"
*WOOOSH!*
From different corners, three students jumped up in the air, aiming their daggers at Ramika. Ramika's eyes widened in shock. Though she could see them in mid-air, on the way to pouncing on her and stabbing her, her human limitations handicapped her from reacting to it.
But the hoodie-clad student threw a sharp pencil towards one of the students and forcibly ducked Ramika under the desk.
"Stay there!"
Time moved slower for the hoodie-clad student. She was so sharp and focused that she moved at a speed, faster enough to be invisible to one's naked eyes. Seeing the trajectory of the other two students approaching Ramika, from mid-air, she quickly did her calculations.
Their aim was Ramika. So, obviously, they will land on her together, pouncing on her and assassinating her. Hence, the hoodie girl lifted up the desk under which Ramika was hiding.
"Come on, idiots!" she growled and smashed the approaching students in a single sweep, slamming them away to the corner, letting them crash into the wall and fall down.
Commotion erupted in the class, but seeing the hoodie girl taking down one of the strongest trio in the class, silenced them soon.
Sasha, Robinson and Felicia Clark were the trio notorious for being brash and cocky in the academy, breaking the rules as often as they can. And seeing a golden target walking down into the room, triggered them. Thus promoting them to act.
But it was all part of the plan and was expected to happen. It was just that Ramika didn't know any of it.
"Who the fuck are you?? And why—"
"Yohan sent me, bitch... And don't be too shocked. I owe you for tricking you into drinking that soda as well."
"What? What soda?" Ramika looked perplexed and the hoodie girl shook her head, disappointed.
"So, the fucker didn't say anything to you, huh? Damn!" The girl slowly removed her hoodie and wore back her pink glasses, thus revealing herself to the dumbfounded Ramika, who gasped in shock.
"SANA?"
"YUP."
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Mi_22
Mi_22 I'm mentally going through a minor struggle, so the chapter releases may be uneven and sometimes irrational in their timings. But three chapters will be released every week, for sure.
Chapter 22: It Begins!
A/N - The chapter went through a rewrite. (23/6/2023)
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"Diana... The Head Of the Underworld's Security. Damage Control Department. And manages collateral damages and leakages. Still holds a lot of power because of her efficiency in rooting out possible traitors and preventing the collision of the human world and the Underworld... I hate that!"
Catherine said to herself, sipping a glass of raw wine, sitting in the centre of all the men and women around her, who were passed out from the excessive sex and booze.
Racking her brain hard, Catherine calmly etched out a bigger plot in her mind, to exact her 'revenge'.
"Ronnie! Get me a birth pill and bring me the mobile... I have to make a few calls."
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On her way back to the school again, after attending the opening day party of Catherine's new exotic hotel, Diana sat in the corner of her car and gazed out of the window, pondering her mind full of doubts and suspicions.
Like newborn puppies on their mother's lap, the case files, summary documents, and photo collections of various murders and unauthorized assassinations rested on Diana's lap. Almost all of them were related to Catherine in one way or another. The victims who were assassinated, have met Catherine two or three days prior and either declined her business proposals, received sexual favours, or purchased women from her.
But there was none that solidifies the connection between Catherine and the assassinations. Even if Catherine was arrested and investigated by Diana, she still has no way to lead, and worst she will lose her reputation.
'FUCK!' she internally screamed as her current seat and the power she holds were merely a result of her efficiency in keeping the Underworld in control
Catherine's newfound success, Lance's growing influence, and the constant demand for hunting down Ramika, everything seemed like missing pieces of a larger puzzle, which Diana had no clue about.
*RING RING RING*
Her phone vibrated and Diana saw the name of the caller. It was Catherine. Frowning seeing the name, Diana slowly swiped the icon to the left, attending the call.
"Catherine?"
"Princess... After getting beaten the shit out of me, I suddenly had this one piece of information to share with you." Catherine calmly said, though her snarky chuckles were audible to Diana.
"Instead of digging about me and the rebels and constantly protesting my attempts to keep Yohan away... I wish you had concentrated more on Yohan and the little girl on a personal level..."
Diana's eyes widened and she immediately snapped her fingers towards her secretary who got what was in Diana's mind instinctively.
"What you're talking about?" Diana continued.
"I'll be as direct as possible... If someone can't remove an obstacle by twisting the rules and regulations, how else would they remove it?"
"Huh?"
Diana heard the silent chuckling of Catherine increasing a notch higher and her cautiousness also grew higher. "What did you do?"
"I'm pretty sure that you had heard about the unauthorized assassinations, Princess Diana... Please try to save him. Because, unlike me, you don't hate Yohan completely!"
Immediately Catherine hung up the call and laid along with the other men, cherishing the feel she felt - upping against her 'Master'.
While Diana was in her car sulking. She crushed the phone into pieces, after hearing from Catherine and took a few long breaths, trying to calm herself.
'She dares to talk about Yohan directly to me, huh?' she grunted, but the sudden change of tone and confidence in Catherine's voice puzzled her.
'She deliberately shielded her mind from that information so that I can't read her... When did she grow this intelligent? And now since I am a little farther away from her, she's openly bitching to me??' Diana wondered, but her apprehensiveness regarding the information relayed by Catherine got to her soon.
After all, she promised Yohan that he'll be safe if he comes back to her, but now as how things are running, she might fail the promise.
"Anya!?"
"Yes, ma'am!"
"Tell the idiot driver, to drive faster... We need to relay this to Yohan soon." With an urging tone, Diana ordered her secretary as she grew visibly upset and gulped down her mini capsule of blood supplements.
Though she was miffed, frustrated and apprehensive thinking about the resultant image forming in her head, her battle instincts itched and strategised multiple combinations of tricks and treachery, evoking a sly smirk in the corners of her lips.
'Maybe... I can turn this into a beneficial one for me. Maybe Yohan can... THIS IS IT!'
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[A FEW HOURS LATER]
[ASSASSINATION SCHOOL - EVENING]
After the other students were dispersed and got back to their dorms, Diana, Sana and Devitto, all alone, waited for their 'taskmaster' to arrive.
Sipping another cup of tea, Yohan slowly opened the door and entered the class, facing the hateful glares from all three.
"You didn't tell her that I am an assassin?"
"You forced me to work as a petty teacher here, and you didn't even think of conveying that to her?"
"Same as the other two... WHY?"
The three of them bombed Yohan with question after question, while Yohan nervously shrugged them off with a smile and an irritating reply.
"I... actually. I forgot."
An air of silence danced around as the staring contest grew intense. Knowing all three are angry at him, Yohan gulped down the tea and sat on one of the empty desks.
"So, I think I placed the events nice and well for you all... And I hope you follow the flow and not get yourself in any danger. Got it?"
The silence and staring grew intense. Though Yohan could understand Sana and Ramika being angry, he couldn't stand Devitto being angry at the same level; he didn't deserve to be miffed at all.
"Devitto... Are you angry?" With a piercing glare, Yohan asked, to which Devitto shook his head and left the room altogether.
The flashes of what Yohan had told and threatened him with, hit him like a brick. And with that thought in mind, he simply walked away to the dorm he was allocated by the School Management.
"You said that you'll let me know the real reason behind my brother's death, didn't you?"
"If you serve under me and protect Ramika 24/7—"
"Hope you keep the promise!"
"I will."
Both Sana and Yohan exchanged understanding nods, which baffled Ramika, who had no clue at all. Before she got her doubts and confusions cleared, Yohan's mobile phone rang at full volume, interrupting their little talk.
It was Diana who was calling him from outside the gates of the School. Yohan swiped down, declining to attend the call. He gestured at Sana through his eyes, and nodded towards Ramika, intimating to her to follow him.
And together the three walked down from the classroom to the ground and strolled towards the car with its headlights brightly lit. While the rightful owner of the car, Diana was standing next to the car, puffing out her cigar.
Though she stood like she didn't care, Diana felt something uncomfortable on seeing Yohan nearing her, while she was having a cigar.
She hurriedly stomped the cigar under her heel and clear the air of smoke, with her hand waving against it. Being used to seeing Diana all high and mighty, Yohan felt something wrong seeing Diana being apprehensive and nervous, which was tightly concealed under her majestic looks but was naked to Yohan's eyes.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, being cautious and defensive in his tone; to which Diana sighed, rolling her eyes; she came rushing for his well-being after all.
"We have a situation, Yon..."
"Of what kind?"
"A little bad... I guess—"
"To whom? Ramika, You, Me... Who?"
"Us."
An air of silence gripped the space between the two and Yohan let a sigh, taking the magnitude of the little words spoken by Diana, in.
"What do you suggest?" he asked, tightly shutting his eyelids behind those sunglasses, disappointed.
"It will be fine... If we are on our own. Let's face this together, shall we? I'll order my men to ready the guesthouse. Ramika can stay with me. I mean, my men... She'll be watched, protected 24/7, and she can attend the school too... I've arranged normal human studies to be taught for her, so she can get an equivalent of a degree for finding jobs in the outer world—"
"Add Sana too. Let them stay together. And..." Yohan paused while anxiously hesitating to continue.
"What?" Diana asked, seeing that. To which Yohan with a heavy sigh, replied,
"Just... Just don't touch the girls. Okay?"
A raw nerve snapped and Diana's eyes flared up quickly on hearing it and gritted her teeth, looking furiously at Yohan.
"I'm not a fucking rapist! All the girls I slept with consensually agreed!"
"Yeah, yeah... then don't seduce them—"
"I left your childhood crush even though she practically threw herself on me not so long ago... I declined to indulge in it just for your sake!"
"Catherine?"
"YEAH, CATHERINE!"
"Eww!"
"Exactly!"
"Seems like her taste has been dipped a lot..."
"YEAH!... Wait what?"
The ever-lasting awkward silence between them grew intense, as they kept staring at each other.
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By the way, thanks for the power stones everyone
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