2. tealmoshai actually has friends

Pho woke up hungover. The bed felt cold and hard. It took him 20 minutes to realize he was not home, another 20 minutes to realize he was on some sort of a bench on a public park, opposite side of town. Another 20 to realize phelisa was missing. 60 minutes is a lot of time in a mosquito’s life. While searching for some coffee, with humans gone, coffee was hard to find. Finally, he realized he was to be somewhere. Second cup of coffee to remind him it was important. Halfway home, he realized why he was in the park at the other end. He wanted to be on time for the bank robbery. Hungover and super late, he made an unstable effort to head back again. But he did have the sensibility to take an update before planning the next move. He was not the chief strategist for no reason. When he tried to contact his comrades, he didn’t get through. The last update were they cursing him for not being on time at the rendezvous point. He called tealmoshai, who was their resource guy. He was a great help to arrange the equipment. Vampire fortifications are no joke. He assumed him not being there. The team would probably not go ahead and return the equipment and regroup.

“Hello boi I have been waiting for your call. The champagne has been on Ice for too long.”

“Don’t you already know that we didn’t go through? I had errm a dentist appointment.”

“What?? Where are the others ?”

“That’s what I had called to ask.”

“The day ends. I haven’t hear from them. I don’t have a good feeling about this. Where ever you are come here.”

“But I am on the way home.”

“Don’t care.”

He again made a hungover Uturn to the other other part of town. He didn’t know that the day was about to get worse.

….

 He got to tealmoshai.

Tealmoshai had placed a tracking beacon on all of them. He discovered they are at different places.

The manager also informed that the free flow of pure blood was another ploy of vampires. It was to help in the low-key transition of powers and strengthen their information network to overcome any rebellion whatsoever. And it seems it was effective for pho might have blurted something to trigger someone to have his glass never empty. The last he remembers was a bat taking away phelisa. Him waiting for her return while going on getting drunk and blabbering something to someone. Pho remembers being sensible again and asking the said stranger to drop him off to an important location as he was to drunk to fly. Apparently, he did. He informed the manager, who looked at him flabbergasted.

Pho defended, “I have done worse.”

You need to understand power dynamics have changed.”

“We have seen so many regime changes. What do we have to be afraid of ?”

“You haven’t. Your forefathers have. You won’t be loving more than two days. So better shut up and stop using your brain. You are here because of your father and uncle. Now is the time your live upto to their name. Your mates are in deep deep trouble. Not the kind you leave them in. Especially if you are the reasons for it.”

“Fine. What do you need.”

“More people, whom you will not compromise. We need real vampire haters. Either we manage to get our friends alive or not, a revolution is about to happen, and it’s better to lead it. 

TO BE CONTINUED…

Published by Magaj-Beej the First

Magajbeej-the first is the teller of all tales. The patron deity of narrations. He chooses various mediums to express his stories, some happy, some trippy, some dark, some dodgy. His stories are infinite as he is. His multiverse is replete with galaxies of stories which converge and separate and converge again. He speaks through his proteges Dassani& Dasgupta, the first of the Magjus, the entrusted carrier of his tales, the overseer of his multiverse.

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