Change Of Events

Ishar furrowed his eyebrows. What was Dev Rathore doing here, so close to the singular spot, and so secretly? As far as he knew, nobody, absolutely nobody, knew that Pralaya-1 was an alien spaceship, or that the dimanium was here, scattered somewhere in the Arabian Sea. 

He floated below the edge of the cliff to hide from the submarine's glare, and softly spoke into his microphone, "I have spotted something suspicious over here. I'm following it. If I don't return in two hours, then look for me."

Naren's voice and Tanik's voice clashed with each other, 

"It?! What do you mean by 'it'?"

"Where are you even going?"

"If you die, can I have your rifle set?"

 Ishar rolled his eyes and said, "I'm going now. You guys continue the search. And no, you can not have my rifle set."

He slowly looked above the underwater cliff. The submarine had turned around and was heading towards some unknown place. There was one more submarine beside it. 

Ishar started swimming silently behind it, always staying alert for an incoming water attack, along with admiring the marine beauty. After many turns, crevasses, near rock misses, and even a terrifying hide from a shark, Ishar noticed that the water was slowly starting to become shallow. 

After reaching the lightest part of the water, where the sunlight easily radiated off the waves, the submarines stopped and some people got out of it. 

Ishar warily got as close as he could to the edge of the water, hiding effortlessly behind a patch of fresh grass, and lifted himself a bit to see what the 'submarine people' were doing. 

His eyes were met with a sight of a campus, filled with many scientific tools, technological devices, papers, plans, and blueprints of- weapons? Ishar squinted his eyes towards a piece of paper hung up on a string inside the camp. 

It looked like a rock, more like a piece of metal that was white and lustrous. White and lustrous? Ishar's eyes went wide, and little red sirens started blaring in his mind. 

Dev Rathore was searching for dimanium! 

Why? And how did he know about it, if the warriors of Aramal had been protecting the secret for ages? 

Were they really spies working under Rathore?

A scientist suddenly started walking towards the patch of grass Ishar was behind. He hastily hurried back into the water, and whispered into his microphone. 

"Listen. I'm sending you some important coordinates. As it turns out, Rathore is doing something terribly suspicious here. Returning back to our base immediately." 

Ishar started swimming as fast as he could back to Tanik's base, but not before taking one last look at the secret campus. 

After straining his body for about twenty minutes, he saw the familiar sight of Tanik's submarine, with Naren and Tanik floating at either side. 

Upon seeing him, they opened the hatch of the submarine and hurried inside. Ishar followed them, and they were sitting comfortably inside in a moment. 

As soon as Ishar entered inside, Naren asked, "Rathore- the CEO of WeaponsR industry, is here, at the banks of the Arabian Sea?"

Ishar nodded, breathing in the savory smell of fresh oxygen. 

Then, looking at Naren's and Tanik's shocked faces, he said "That's not all. What's even more shocking is that he knows, actually knows about dimanium, and he has intentions to find it…and make weapons from it."

"Weapons?!" Tanik said, in a worried tone. 

"We have to reach out to Anjani and Gargi as quickly as we can, and tell them to hurry up. Speaking of which, me and Naren also found something interesting in the submerged kingdom. You remember that big lump of rocks in the middle of the floor, over which was the laser beam-alien thingy? 

So, we decided to move it, and guess what we found. It was a long pole, like the satellite dishes we use to detect signals and messages, and there was a black screen beside it. Its borders were covered with gold, but the weirdest, most fascinating thing was that there were some kind of scripts flashing over it."