Extermination

The IGP and his son watched as Ayaan walked in. He held a gun in one hand and in the other, he held the pitbull of IGP's family by its collar. For a moment, both of them forgot that Ayaan has come to take their lives.

Because this was the first time they have ever seen this dog be this calm. Even if they had to touch it, they had to be gentle and cautious.

But Ayaan held it by its collar and dragged it here and there was not so much as a growl.

He walked in and threw the pitbull to the side. It whimpered as it stood in a corner.

The IGP came back to his senses and pulled his gun out to shoot him.

*BAM*

Ayaan kicked the table and then IGP's son's chair. The table was pushed back, sending IGP straight against his bookshelf behind him. The Gun slipped his hands.

The Son on the other hand was sent flying and crashed against the wall, before he fell on the ground.

Ayaan walked towards IGP, he climbed on to the table sat in a crouching position, looking down on Williams as if he was looking at vermin of the worst kind.

"I don't know if I should be impressed by you or pity you, Williams. You dared to come to my sister's room, tried to be a smartass and dared to say that my actions were based on some misplaced grief.

After all that you did, you should either be too foolish to know what you are up against, but you grew enough guts to think that you can actually fool me forever."

At that moment IGP's right hand twitched slightly.

*BANG*

Ayaan shot it without hesitation.

"ARGHH….mmph"

Williams was about to scream, but Ayaan stuffed a book into his mouth with an irritated expression. He is really irked by this fellow and has half a mind to kill him immediately. But that would just be an easy way out.

Ayaan gave it a minute and only after the scream had passed did he take the book off.

"M…Mistake.. It was a mistake. Ple…please let us go. I…will.. surrender…"

Ayaan looked at him coldly.

"Forgetting to add salt while cooking, that's a mistake. What you did Williams, is more like a sin or even a betrayal in fact.

Not a betrayal to me. You betrayed humanity. Because you aided and saved the vermin that attempted to destroy the one thing that made humans worth living. For what? To ensure that your rodent son gets to corrupt this planet with his existence for a few more days? To preserve this temporary stain that you call your offspring to pollute this world?"

Ayaan looked at Williams dead in the eyes.

Williams wanted to plead. But no words came out. He could hear his own blood pumping, even the pain from the gunshot didn't hurt as much, it became numb along with the rest of his body. His limbs started shivering.

At that moment, as he looked at Ayaan's face that was just a few inches away from him… he didn't see Ayaan. He saw something much more threatening, a much more powerful being that he felt nothing but fear of.

What he saw was the human manifestation of judgment in front of him.

Ayaan's contempt grew as he saw Williams cowering. He jumped off the desk and crouched down on the floor facing Williams' son.

"A few days before the new year. Four animals attacked my sister. Now she is fighting for her life in the hospital.

On top of that, someone desperately tried to erase their sin and tried to cover it up from me. And your father is the key figure in doing so.

Of course, I don't need to tell you this, because you are one of the four animals that attacked my sister. So, before I deal with you, I have just one question that I want you to answer.

I am not going to ask you, why you did it. I am not going to ask what you did. I am only going to ask you for one thing.

Out of four animals, I know the identities of the three. I want to know who the last one is."

"I… I am Sorry. It was… mist…"

*BANG*

"ARRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...…" Ayaan didn't even give him a chance to finish his words. He swiftly pulled the hand of the gun, forcefully put the pinky finger at the tip of the barrel, and shot it.

The bullet destroyed the finger and then lodged into the palm, tearing it to the wrist.

As the young man screamed and cried his eyes out, Ayaan said.

"You seemed to have forgotten what I asked for. Just answer my damn question and not another word."

He said as he put the second finger of the young man at the edge of the barrel.

"P…Please let him go. H..He will surrender. I will make sure he agrees to his crime and does his time. Please, just let him live."

The IGP Williams finally spoke. Seeing his son's pathetic state, he wanted to save him, even in that consuming despair.

Ayaan didn't even give him a look. He just looked at the young man in front of him.

*TICK TOCK* *TICK TOCK*

As the clock ticked away, it was soon two minutes, but for the father and son duo, it felt like an eternity.

*BANG*

Ayaan shot again, but this time he didn't even let him scream. He made him bite into his own shoe.

"I don't want to hear anything out of your mouth. Except for the answer that I need."

IGP Williams was stunned. He didn't expect this level of brutality from Ayaan. He had been in the police force for a long time and with his twisted moral compass and selfish interests, he had done his fair share of tortures and immoral things.

But this is even beyond him.

He would have understood at least if Ayaan was taking some sick pleasure in doing this. But from the looks of it, he was so nonchalant about it. As if doing that is just as common and natural as breathing.

His son is breaking down. He gritted his teeth and said.

"H…He doesn't know. He doesn't know who the fourth person is. Not just him, even I don't know his real identity." IGP Williams screamed, finally attracting Ayaan's attention.

"You don't know him?"

"No, my son was attending the minister's son's party. The fourth person is a friend of the Minister's son. When we were covering it up, we tried to get more details, but that was all we could uncover.

Everything related to that guy was handled through the mediator. In fact, the whole cover-up was his idea, from planning to bribing. I only got involved in the final stage.

"Mediator? Who was it?"

"Arhan. Arhan Malik. He is pretty known in the political circles. He usually brokers deals official and unofficial for politicians, celebrities, and other powerful people.

He was the one who handled all these. If anyone knew about that fourth guy, then it would be the minister and his son, or the mediator Arhan."

Ayaan nodded and didn't speak for a moment. He took off the shoe from the young man's mouth and stood up. He pulled out a folded piece of paper from his jacket pocket.

"What are you doi…" The IGP was about to speak…*BANG*

Only to eat the bullet on his other hand that he was about to use as support to get up. He collapsed back into the chair.

"I am not done yet."

Ayaan opened up the sheet of paper and looked at the son in front of him.

"This is the original medical report of my sister. This is the list of all the things that you and the other three vermin put her through.

She endured it and survived. I want to see if you can do the same. If you can, I can leave you alone. I will let you live.

But if you can't... I don't have to say it anyway."

Ayaan paused and turned to look at the IGP.

"As for you.. you will be the witness. You will see what happens when you don't breed your vermin in the right way and let it pollute the sacred entities of this world. That will be the last lesson before you die."

Ayaan looked at the paper and said.

"Let's start with the Blunt trauma."

He dropped shoved the gun in the holster and looked around. After some thought, he picked up the chair and easily snapped its leg as if he were snapping a toothpick.

'Control your strength. Strike weakly.'

He instructed himself as he swung away.

*BAM*

"Ar…*BAM*

Ayaan didn't even give him a chance to scream in pain. The chair's leg moved like a flash as he beat the guy. Most of the focus was on the head, at least until he lost four teeth. Then he moved to the chest, breaking the ribs, then moved on to the back as the other party tried to crawl away, fracturing the spine, and making it difficult for him to move.

Only after five minutes, did he move to the next form of punishment.

"Bite Injuries."

Ayaan grabbed the pitbull by its collar and dragged it near the young man. He took out a combat knife and tore open a small wound on the young man's body. He then took that blood knife at its nose and led it to the young man's wound.

"Bite"

His tone went a tad bit colder. The dog as if understanding that it's in the presence of a bigger predator, bit down.

"ARGG….*BAM*"

Once again, Ayaan didn't let him scream. He slammed the wooden leg into his mouth, making him stop.

Then he made the dog move to different spots. IGP watched as his beloved dog bit and tore into his beloved son's body. He couldn't take it and got up with the gun in his hand.

*BANG*

Ayaan shot him in the leg from under the table, making him fall back down.

"Wait your turn. Vermin."

After around ten minutes, the Pitbull that had a feast on its own master's blood and flesh seemed to have grown out of its docile pet nature and brought out its true feral nature. Ayaan had to drag it by its collar to calm it down.

"Forced Penetration."

Ayaan muttered, with his tone akin to the arctics. He held the leg of the chair in his hands, on both sides. He forcefully twisted it.

*CRACK*

The leg twisted with splinters and shards of it sticking out. When he achieved the desired effect, he cut open that guy's pants and shoved it through his rear end.

"ARGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH......."

This time, Ayaan didn't even bother stopping him from screaming. The young man bled profusely from his colon. He didn't have any strength and lost consciousness.

IGP tried to stand up, but the bullet hit him exactly on the kneecap, making it impossible for him to put any strength. His eyes are clouded in despair, so much tso hat he couldn't even let out a word.

He tried and tried until he fell on the table. Ayaan sat beside him on the table, held him by his collar ,and threw him at his son.

And for the next ten minutes, all he heard was whimpering and weeping.

[Exp+10]

The notification finally confirmed the death of the young man.

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15 minutes later.

Ayaan stood outside of the study, as flames raged and burned the IGP along with his dead son.

[Exp +10]

He only left after he got the notification. He went to the hospital directly where Raj was waiting for him.

"Are the remaining two targets alerted?" Ayaan asked.

"There were no obvious hints, sir. But it wouldn't be long before they knew. Did you get any names, sir?"

"Arhan Malik. A mediator."

Raj frowned.

"He is indeed very popular in the political circuit. He handles all kinds of scandals and deals. He is also close with the minister in question. So, the money would have moved from the minister's account. But they moved from Black Dog.

But the Black Dog members clearly said that Shivan was the one who handled the transaction."

"We need to find a connection between the two. Can you find Arhan?"

"I will see what I can do, sir."

"Alright, the remaining two targets… are they in the city?"

"No, sir. They are not native to Vashora. Both of them are from Vayrath. It seemed like they were well connected. They quickly tried to escape after the Black Star order had been issued.

But I moved our team.

They will be here by tomorrow this time."

"Good. For tonight, go home. I will be here."