Dark Revelations

As Abhishek and Johnny made their way halfway to the classroom, they scanned the area, their eyes sharp and alert. In the distance, they spotted eight leaders approaching, each accompanied by their vice-leader.

Abhishek, the formidable leader of the Thunder God group, stood tall with Johnny by his side, the two of them exuding an aura of authority and determination. Abhishek's gaze narrowed as he took in the approaching figures, assessing the potential threat they posed.

Sarthak Gupta, leader of the Black Knights Group, appeared unassuming in his school uniform, his demeanor giving off an air of simplicity. His vice-leaders, a boy and a girl, stood by his side, their expressions unreadable behind their jackets.

Akanksha Rawat, leader of the Beauty Queen Group, stood confidently alongside her vice-leader, a boy whose demeanor hinted at hidden strength beneath his casual attire.

Jatin Sharma, leader of Plus Ultra, and his friend, the vice-leader, exuded an aura of camaraderie as they approached, their school jackets hinting at their allegiance to their group.

Aakash Singh, leader of the Shadow Warriors Group, and his vice-leader, a determined-looking boy, held themselves with an air of quiet confidence, their jackets serving as a symbol of their unity.

Dhruv Yadav, leader of the Eternal Flames Group, and his vice-leader, a boy whose eyes burned with determination, stood ready for whatever lay ahead, their jackets emblazoned with the insignia of their group.

Rohan Kapoor, leader of the Storm Riders Group, arrived with his two vice-leaders, both boys radiating a sense of camaraderie and loyalty, their jackets adorned with the emblem of their group.

Kunal Kumar, leader of the Reborn Group, and his vice-leader, a boy with a steely gaze, stood poised for action, their jackets marking them as members of their group.

Utkarsh Jain, leader of the Phantom Group, and his vice-leader, a boy with an air of mystery, appeared ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, their jackets serving as a testament to their allegiance.

As the leaders and their vice-leaders gathered, Abhishek's keen eyes swept over the assembled groups, noting the absence of the 10th group's leader. Instead, only the vice-leader stood in their place, a curious omission that did not escape Abhishek's notice.

Abhishek's voice cut through the tense silence, addressing the assembled leaders and their vice-leaders with authority. "We have nine leaders present here today, along with their vice-leaders," he declared, his gaze sweeping over the group. "But where is the leader of the tenth group and their vice-leader?"

All eyes turned to Sarthak Gupta, who appeared oblivious to the attention directed his way. Lost in his book, he adjusted his glasses absentmindedly, seemingly unfazed by the scrutiny.

His two friends, however, registered the incredulity of the situation, their expressions a mix of disbelief and embarrassment. They exchanged a glance, realizing the absurdity of their friend being in a leadership position.

Rohan, unable to contain his amusement, approached Sarthak with a mocking grin. "What's this, Sarthak? Are you playing leader now?" he taunted, but Sarthak remained engrossed in his book, ignoring Rohan's jibes.

Abhishek's patience wore thin as he directed his frustration towards Rohan. "This is all your doing, Rohan. Your inability to control your group led to the accident months ago," he accused, his tone laced with reproach.

Rohan's response was dismissive, his attention elsewhere as he begrudgingly fulfilled his duty to quell the impending conflict. Despite Abhishek's admonishment, Rohan remained aloof, unwilling to fully engage in the situation at hand.

As Abhishek's frustration mounted, he leveled a final warning at Rohan, his voice tinged with authority and exasperation. "Listen to me, Rohan. This is the last time I'll say it. Stop abusing your supposed power and bullying your classmates needlessly."

But Rohan remained indifferent, his attention elsewhere as he continued to mock Abhishek, drawing the gaze of the onlookers who watched the exchange with a mixture of curiosity and concern.

Before either Abhishek or Rohan could comprehend the gravity of the situation, a piercing scream shattered the tense atmosphere, drawing their attention towards its source.

Shock rippled through the crowd as they witnessed a member of Rohan's group staggering towards them, his body bearing the brutal marks of a savage beating. Rohan's amusement turned to horror as he realized the extent of the violence that had transpired.

And amidst the chaos, Karan emerged, his disheveled appearance and terrified expression a stark contrast to his usual demeanor. His voice trembled with fear as he pleaded with Rohan for salvation, his desperation palpable.

"I... he'll kill me... please, Rohan... save me..."

Karan's words hung in the air, a haunting reminder of the dangers lurking within the walls of their school, and the fragile nature of their alliances.

As the chilling scene unfolded before them, Abhishek, Akanksha, Kunal, Jatin, Utkarsh, Rohan, Aakash, Dhruv, and all the vice-leaders stood frozen in disbelief. The air crackled with tension as they struggled to comprehend the horror unfolding before their eyes.

Amidst the chaos, all eyes turned to Karan, whose terror was palpable, his fear mirroring the unease gripping the entire group. They sensed something sinister lurking within the shadows, a feeling of impending doom that sent shivers down their spines.

Their attention was drawn to a figure emerging from the darkness, dragging two boys by the collars of their shirts with a menacing grip. The sight of the battered boys sent a wave of horror rippling through the crowd, their hearts sinking at the brutality of the scene unfolding before them.

The boy's sinister smile sent chills down their spines, his own condition betraying the depths of darkness lurking within him. As he approached, the air grew heavy with dread, each step he took sending tremors of fear reverberating through the group.

In that moment, they realized that they were facing a force beyond their comprehension, a darkness that threatened to consume them all. And as they stood paralyzed by fear, they knew that their lives would never be the same again.

As the boy with his head down continued to drag the two battered boys, Karan's heart sank at the sight of his friends' condition. Siddharth and Abhay looked worse for wear, their injuries a testament to the brutality they had endured.

Confusion and fear gripped the assembled leaders and vice-leaders, their minds reeling with the incomprehensible sight before them. They had come to intervene in a fight, but nothing could have prepared them for the horror they now faced.

In a burst of desperate anger, Karan shouted at the boy, his voice trembling with rage. "You bastard! Just hand them over to Arjun, you lunatic! I'll make you pay!"

And in the midst of the chaos, Arjun remained oblivious to the commotion around him, his head filled with a single, relentless thought:

"Revenge..."

Arjun's voice echoed in his mind, a chilling reminder of the darkness that consumed him, driving him forward with a singular purpose.

End of the chapter