Vimana (21 page)

The next morning, Aaditya got up early and ate sparingly at the breakfast buffet. Narada seemed cheerful to the point that it began to get on Aaditya's nerves.

'What's got you in such a great mood?'

Narada looked at Aaditya between bites of his croissant.

'At times like this, I always trust Shiva's advice. Believe me, he's been through more battles than most of the other Devas put together.'

'And what does he say?'

Narada wolfed down another bite and responded. 'He says that when you go into battle, go smiling thinking of all the people and things you love, and go with a full stomach having eaten all the things you love most and indulged in all the things you like.'

'Why's that?'

'So you go into battle reminding yourself of all those you are fighting for and want to return to, and in case you don't make it back, at least you won't regret not having indulged in the things you love one last time.'

Aaditya smiled as he understood the simplicity and wisdom behind the idea, and his mood lightened considerably. 'I know who I'll be thinking of, and as for any last minute indulgences, I think I know what I would like.'

So at ten in the morning, Aaditya logged in for one last sortie by
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He realized that even though he had logged in hundreds of hours of real flying and combat, he was very rusty when it came to the virtual version. Also, with his mind elsewhere, he really couldn't bring himself to concentrate. He returned to Narada and asked him if he could contact Tanya. Narada looked hesitant.

'Normally, before we establish any connections, we get Ganesha to sweep the area to ensure nobody's listening in.'

He looked at Aaditya again and then waved his hand.

'Go on.'

Aaditya had to wait no more than a second before he heard Tanya's voice over his earpiece.

'Hi, Aadi.'

She was trying to sound cheerful, but he knew what kind of strain she would be under. Part of him felt guilty for having put her through this.

'Tanya, just wanted to say that I love you and we will be together when this is all over.'

They talked for a few more seconds before he said goodbye. He turned to see that Narada had a serious look on his face.

'What's wrong?'

'Ganesha just sent a message. The satellites picked up twenty Asura vimanas taking off this morning and they are all hovering off the Mumbai coast. Kalki probably suspects a set-up and doesn't want to take any chances.'

Aaditya wasn't sure what that meant for their plan, so Narada spelt it out.

'That means Shiva or any of the other Devas cannot be seen flying near Mumbai, and I can't risk following you either, if we want to ensure that the plan is successful. Still want to go through with it?'

'Of course,' Aaditya said with much more conviction that he felt inside.

Back in their room, Narada asked Aaditya to hand over the earpiece and the hand-held vajra.

'No point in them suspecting anything. Plus, they'll confiscate them anyway.'

Then, when Aaditya had turned for a second, Narada chopped him in the back of his neck, sending Aaditya slumping unconscious to the ground. He was awakened by Narada splashing a bottle of cold water on his face. He sprang up, his head throbbing with pain.

'What the hell was that all about?'

Narada held a cold towel to Aaditya's head.

'Sorry, I had to do that. I've implanted a beacon in your body. Listen to this carefully- you can use it only once, and we will know where you are and try to get you. But you can use it only once, so you must get out of Kalki's base somehow if we are to rescue you.'

Aaditya rubbed his head.

'You could have just told me.'

Narada grinned.

'You can't reveal to them what you don't know. It's voice controlled, and it's programmed with a very specific code.'

'What do I need to say to activate it?'

'You need to sing the opening lines of "Leaving on a Jet Plane" at the top of your voice.'

'You've got to be kidding me.'

Narada shrugged.

'Hey, I'm the messenger. Ganesha thought it up. Take it up with him when you get back. Now get going, and good luck.'

And so, at about eleven in the morning, Aaditya set out for the mall in a hotel car, leaving behind any remaining shred of security and certainty that had remained in his life.

***

'Check if the money's there. It should be in the overseas account you had specified.'

Aaditya had no need to check. Just before he had left, Ganesha had given him confirmation that the money had indeed been transferred to the account.

'So, Maya, what now? It would seem that I am now at your disposal.'

Maya grinned, revealing sharp-edged teeth. 'If you were truly at my disposal, I would have made an interesting spectacle of you. But my master desires that I get you to him in one piece. Follow me.'

Maya and Aaditya sat in the back seat of the Honda City that the two daityas had been driving, and soon they set off on what seemed to be a meandering drive through the city.

'Where are we going? Or are you just lost?'

Maya snapped in reply, 'Shut up and sit back. We can't be flying you out in broad daylight, so we'll wait till it gets darker and then get to the take-off point.'

For the next three hours, Aaditya did little but fret, with Maya obviously enjoying his discomfiture. Finally, at 5 p.m., the car took the highway, and picked up speed. They drove for another hour before they came to a stop on the side of the road. Both daityas got out, holding hand-held devices.

'No vehicles within two kilometres.'

'Now,' barked Maya.

Suddenly, it seemed as if the clouds had parted and the sun arisen again in the fading light. A bright light shone down over the highway. Aaditya saw a familiar shape descend and land next to the car. It was Maya's vimana.

'Get out quickly and follow me,' Maya barked at Aaditya.

Aaditya got into the cockpit, which had side by side seating like the vimana he had flown. However, as Maya took off, he quickly realized just why the Asuras seemed to have fared so badly in their aerial engagements with the Devas. While the Deva vimanas had seemed like something out of science fiction novels, with their thought controls and holographic displays, the cockpit of this vimana was not entirely unlike those of modern jet fighters. There was a glass heads up display and digital readings and screens of the sort that Aaditya had seen in magazine articles about the next generation of fighters. There was also a more conventional looking control stick. However, Maya seemed to be controlling the vimana with his voice commands, speaking in hushed tones into an earpiece. A voice controlled craft meant that at least his vimana would have an important reaction and speed advantage versus the other conventionally controlled vimanas the Asuras were supposed to have.

'I thought you only had kritika vimanas. Clearly you seem to have a mantric one. Still, if this is the best you have, no wonder you get wiped out every time you fight the Devas.'

Maya had taken off his sunglasses. He glared at Aaditya with his snake eyes, but said nothing. The vimana climbed to more than 20,000 feet and accelerated. The radar display was full of contacts, and Aaditya guessed that whatever their other shortcomings, the Asura vimanas were as stealthy as those of the Devas for Maya to be able to fly around with such impunity and no apparent fear of detection.

As the trip progressed, Aaditya found his curiousity and excitement gradually replaced by a growing sense of dread. Maya had said absolutely nothing to him since they had got inside the vimana, and it appeared that he had chosen to ignore Aaditya's initial insults simply because it was apparent who held the cards now. For all his planning, Aaditya was now at the mercy of the Asuras, and as he looked at the wide expanse of the ocean below him, he began to wonder if his plan had been doomed from the start.

Maya must have sensed what was on his mind, and whispered to Aaditya with a gentleness that he would have put beyond the Asura. 'You need not worry. Kalki has said that you are to be treated very well.'

But any relief Aaditya felt dissipated as Maya followed through, bellowing in laughter. 'Of course, when he's through with you, he may decide to feed you to the daityas.'

Maya kept cackling as the vimana continued on its path. Aaditya saw on the display that they were now quite close to the area known as the Bermuda Triangle, and the vimana entered a gradual descent. He began to breathe deeply, trying to still his mind and not panic. The vimana descended below five hundred feet and then continued in level flight, seemingly barely skimming the waves below. Just when Aaditya began to wonder what Maya was planning to do, the vimana came to an abrupt halt, hovering in position. Then Aaditya gasped as a giant black sphere began to rise out of the water in front of him. Even though only its tip was out of the water, it totally dwarfed the vimana, and its surface was polished smooth and gleaming.

A panel slid open on the side of the sphere, and Maya guided the vimana into the dark tunnel it revealed. As they entered the tunnel, the panel closed behind them. The light from outside gradually disappeared, and the vimana continued down the tunnel in complete darkness. Aaditya had entered Kalki's lair.

***

TWELVE

A sudden explosion of light nearly blinded Aaditya. They had been traveling in absolute darkness for what seemed to be an eternity when the darkness suddenly gave way to bright light.

'Home sweet home.' Aaditya heard Maya mutter. He lowered his hands to see that they had had emerged from what appeared to be a tunnel into the light. What he saw beneath took his breath away. As far as the eye could see, the surface was covered in rolling, green fields. He could see corn, wheat, rice and other crops arrayed in neatly arranged farms. Even though they must have been more than a hundred feet above the surface, he could see unmistakably human figures tending to some of the crops. Maya must have guessed what was going through his mind.

'You didn't really buy the cock and bull story about us being servants of the devil condemned to a hell of fire and brimstone, did you?'

'Who are those people?'

Maya smiled as he looked at Aaditya. 'Humans who know their place.'

Looming over the horizon was a gigantic pyramid, covered entirely in what seemed to be gold, gleaming from the reflection of countless lights that were on the roof of whatever base they were inside. Maya continued his guided tour.

'Down here, night or day doesn't really matter, but we all spent so much time up there, that we like to pretend it is daylight. Plus, one day we will return.'

If this was hell, it certainly didn't look anything like what Aaditya had imagined. As they came closer to the pyramid, a panel slid open near the middle and Maya guided his vimana into it. The inside of the pyramid was a stark contrast of the outside. If the land outside resembled some bizarre underwater rural idyll, inside it resembled the fortress of an army. Heavily armed daityas milled around the vimana, as if they expected Aaditya to single-handedly destroy their base. Arrayed around the hangar were several other Asura vimanas and countless drones shaped like Su-30s, F-22s and other top-of-the-line fighter aircraft.

When Aaditya stepped out of the vimana, two daityas pushed him roughly to the ground, while another frisked him, a bit too roughly, as if on purpose. Another ran some scanner over his body. When Aaditya got up, he saw Maya smiling broadly, as if enjoying his discomfort.

'Now strip.'

Aaditya stared at Maya.

'You heard me. Strip. We can't be sure what you're carrying. Then put these on.'

He handed Aaditya some plain loose-fitting white clothes of the sort he had seen the people working on the farms outside wearing. He slipped them on, feeling the coarse cloth bite into his bare skin.

Before he could say or do anything, a daitya slipped handcuffs around his hands. He was asked to walk into one of the corridors leading out of the hangar, and at all times, he had two armed daityas ringing him, while Maya stayed a few feet behind. As menacing as they looked, he thought he saw nervousness in the daityas' eyes. They walked for what seemed to be several minutes and finally, unable to contain his curiosity, Aaditya turned around to talk to Maya.

'Look, I'm alone, unarmed and now your prisoner. Do you really need all this security and for me to be handcuffed like this?'

Maya leaned close, his rancid breath on Aaditya's face. 'My puny little cripple, we are not afraid of you, but we are all afraid of Kalki. Terrified, in fact. He has commanded that you be delivered to him without a scratch, and if you try something stupid and get hurt, all of us will get roasted alive. Get it?'

Aaditya just nodded and continued, now even more nervous about what lay in store for him. The corridor ended when it intersected another, this one lined with doors. Maya swiped a card in front of one of the doors and it slid open.

'Rest here till I come to get you.'

Maya unlocked Aaditya's handcuffs and as he entered the room, lights on the ceiling turned on. He tried opening the door but could see no way of doing it. He was truly a prisoner now. As he turned to look around the room, he saw that it was not too uncomfortable. The room itself was quite large, perhaps almost as large as his apartment back home in Delhi, with a thin wall partitioning the living and sleeping areas. There was a large bed in a corner of the sleeping area, with a comfortable looking mattress and pillows and a sofa set against the wall. There was an attached bathroom and a writing desk in the sleeping area with a lamp. Not having anything else to do, Aaditya sat down on the bed, wondering what he had got himself into. Now there was no going back at all- for all his planning and thinking, he realized that now he was going to be entirely at Kalki's mercy. He only hoped that he could bluff Kalki into thinking that he did indeed have something to bargain with, at least long enough to learn how the Asura base worked. As for getting away, Narada had installed the beacon, but first Aaditya would need to get back to the surface, or at least out of the base. It struck him that being sent on such a mission, which even he could see had gaping holes, told him just how desperate the Devas really were. If he had been asked to volunteer for such a mission in any other circumstances, he doubted he would have had the suicidal courage to go through with it.