The Journey

Flashback Arc - Chapter 1

"The Journey to Dibrugarh"

Majuli – The Final Day

The sun was setting over Majuli, casting long shadows across the quiet town. The soft whispers of the Brahmaputra River could be heard in the distance. It was their last evening here.

Mri, Ishu, and Kai sat by the riverbank, watching the water flow.

> Ishu sighed. "So, this is it. Our last night in Jengraimukh."

Kai smirked, tossing a stone into the river. "We always knew we'd leave one day."

Mri remained silent, staring at the sky. He wasn't looking forward to leaving. This town had been their home since childhood. St. Paul High School, the endless mischief, the fights, the laughter— it was all here.

But some things in life are more important than home.

Ishu glanced at Mri. "You sure about this?"

Mri finally looked at them. His red eyes, sharp and unreadable, held only one thing—determination.

> "That bastard is still out there. And Aamon…" He exhaled. "He's waiting for us."

Kai chuckled. "I still can't believe we're actually doing this."

Ishu gave him a side glance. "What, are you scared?"

Kai grinned. "No. I just feel bad for the people who will get in our way."

A gust of wind blew past them. They sat in silence for a moment, letting the weight of the journey ahead settle in.

Finally, Mri stood up.

> "It's time."

The Train to Dibrugarh

As the train rattled forward, the three of them sat in an empty compartment.

Ishu leaned back, arms crossed. "We should talk about our plan again."

Mri nodded. "Once we reach Dibrugarh, we'll meet Aamon first. He has been gathering information."

Kai tapped his fingers on the table. "And after that?"

> "We get into Dibrugarh Academy," Mri said. "It's the best way to stay close to the city and operate without raising suspicion."

Ishu raised an eyebrow. "I still can't believe we're going back to school."

Kai smirked. "Ironic, isn't it? We're there to study… how to kill a man."

Mri didn't smile.

> "This isn't a joke. This isn't about us."

His voice was low, serious.

Ishu and Kai exchanged a glance. They knew Mri had taken this mission personally, but the fire in his eyes was different.

> "That man took everything from Aamon. If we don't end him, no one will."

Silence.

Finally, Ishu nodded. "Then we end him."

Kai stretched his arms. "Whatever happens, we stick together."

Mri closed his eyes.

> "No matter what."

The train rushed through the night, carrying them toward a city of blood, battles, and betrayal.

Arrival

Flashback Arc - Chapter 2

"The Arrival at Dibrugarh"

Dibrugarh Railway Station – 5:30 AM

The train screeched to a halt, metal grinding against metal, as the morning mist clung to the air. Dibrugarh.

Mri stepped off first, his red eyes scanning the area. This city had a different air—heavier, thicker, charged with something unspoken. The towering buildings, the chaotic streets, the distant honking of rickshaws and bikes—it was a far cry from the peaceful riversides of Majuli.

Ishu and Kai followed, stretching as they adjusted to their new surroundings.

> "Feels different," Kai muttered, pulling his backpack higher on his shoulder.

Ishu smirked. "Welcome to hell."

> "Not hell yet," Mri corrected, his voice low. "That comes later."

Aamon was supposed to meet them at the station, but there was no sign of him. Mri checked his phone. No messages.

Ishu frowned. "Where the hell is Aamon?"

Kai pulled out his own phone, but before he could dial, a sharp whistle caught their attention.

> "Over here."

They turned.

A young man with wild black hair, sharp eyes, and a half-smirk stood near a tea stall, sipping from a small cup. Aamon.

His clothes were wrinkled like he had been up all night. The last two years had changed him. He looked older, tougher—like someone who had seen things he didn't want to talk about.

> "Took you long enough." Aamon's voice was calm, but there was a weight behind it.

Mri walked up to him. No words were needed.

They gripped each other's hands—a silent acknowledgment of what lay ahead.

Kai grinned. "Did you even sleep?"

Aamon exhaled through his nose. "Do I look like I sleep?"

Ishu crossed his arms. "So? What's the situation?"

Aamon's smirk faded. His expression turned serious.

> "Not here. Let's go somewhere quiet."

Aamon's Hideout – 6:15 AM

Aamon led them through the narrow alleyways of Dibrugarh, past early morning vendors setting up their stalls. The air smelled of chai, fried samosas, and damp earth.

They arrived at an abandoned warehouse near the river, hidden between two old buildings. Inside, a single mattress, a chair, and a desk cluttered with papers and maps filled the space.

Ishu raised an eyebrow. "This is your hideout?"

Aamon threw his bag down. "It's not much, but no one bothers me here."

Mri walked over to the desk, eyes narrowing at a photo pinned to the wall.

A man in his late 30s, wearing a dark coat, stood in the middle of a street, his face partially turned away.

Mri clenched his fists. "Him?"

Aamon nodded. "Diroj Sen. That bastard."

Ishu's expression darkened. "So he's the one who…"

Aamon's jaw tightened. "Yeah. He killed my family. And I finally found him."

Kai sat down on the desk, arms crossed. "Where is he now?"

Aamon exhaled. "He's deep inside the city, protected. He's not just some random murderer. He's connected."

Mri's eyes flickered. "Connected to what?"

Aamon's voice dropped lower. "The underground."

Silence.

Kai let out a slow breath. "Well, that complicates things."

Ishu shook his head. "Then we'll just tear through them."

Aamon smirked. "That's the plan."

Mri leaned forward, his voice steady.

> "How do we get close to him?"

Aamon tapped the map. "Dibrugarh Academy."

Kai frowned. "What's the connection?"

Aamon's eyes gleamed. "Diroj's nephew is a student there. And Diroj himself visits often."

Mri nodded. "Then that's our way in."

Ishu leaned against the wall. "And once we're inside?"

Aamon's smile was cold. "We hunt."

Dibrugarh Academy – 8:00 AM

The massive iron gates of Dibrugarh Academy loomed ahead. It was nothing like their old school in Majuli. The campus was huge, with towering buildings, well-dressed students, and a heavy security presence.

As they walked through the gates, Mri, Ishu, Kai, and Aamon knew one thing—

> This wasn't just a school. It was a battlefield.