Sun was shining in the kingdom of Hastinapur while the birds chirped and children played outside their homes with everything perfect when the scream of soldiers was heard.
"Adharmi how dare you!" he choked the fragile little body from neck.
"Ahhh...haa..ha" he tried breathing but couldn't due to armed mans power,he was nothing in front of him.
"Don't you know suta can't recite the vedas and you brat with your filthy mouth for this you should be ashamed" he held him in air as all the children shivered in fear looking at the scene.
Changed scene.
"Radha maa i am going to ganga shore for some water" he said to his mother who was washing the utensils.
"Thik hai aur ha Radheya bring shon with you mahadeva know where that brat is" she sighed.
Vasusena chuckled at his mother's words it was a daily entertainment for him now all day his brother getting heck like taunts and scolding through the youngest.
Karna changed the way being youngest and being the most loved is not a cup of tea for him it was more like.
Mai-bada-hu-bada jyada-pyaar.
He took the water filling vessels going out of there looking here and there for taking a trace of shon as he neared the village turning he looked at the crowd confused.
he looked but couldn't see carefully though he was a small boy but still had a tall figure still can't fight those tall 8'2 figures.
"Bhrata Vasusen...shon he is.." he then spotted the huffing kid in front nearly 5'1 looking tensed with sweat beads on forehead.
"What happened why are you so tensed" he asked with a confused and tense tone at the mention of shon a pang shot in his mind and his sixth sense told him something is not right.
"Shon...he is there being held by the soldiers" Vasusen's eyes widened at the statement he quickly ran past the crowd looking at the scene in front of him before his eyes turned red.
"Ha bol sut! Will you ever recite those holy mentions with this mouth of yours" he threatened the small boy as he shivered the crowd stood still no one had the courage to do anything feeling just guilt for not able to save the boy and some just looked normal as it if it was normal.
"Huh...mhhh...ha" Shon tried to answer when an arrow landed right on the hand of the soldier making him shout.
"Ahhh!" He whimpered in pain leaving Shon who coughed holding his neck with the red marks of the hands which held him.
"Who dares to act such an insolent act!" Another Soldier shouted while all of the crowd had their eyes fixed at a particular place the soldiers looked at each other before the face came in view.
A surya tilak on forehead with golden shining kundal on his 'Karn'(ears)and a confident gaze of elegance was the word which should be engraved for him with his jewels and ang-vastra flowing from his body with his hands clutched around the dhanush of wood which looked more than a royal or celestial one with its design.
"You mere sutputra! Don't you know it is adharm for suta to raise weapons" he shouted at him.
"You should have said that before you touched my brother" his eyes were red with venom clearly visible.
"Oh fruits of same trees i get it" the soldier who was shot,spoke of an indecisive look at him.
"Then we should teach a lesson to this brat too" he picked up his axe before throwing it towards karn when his kavach appeared shining.
The soldiers and the people all around gasped at it.
"You only talk big" he mocked a glare at the soldier while he gritted his teeth.
"Vasusen what are you doing!" A voice shouted as a man in his late 40s came into view and looked towards the source of it.
"Pitashree" surya-nanadan whispered to himself.
He looked at the rath of Hastinapur with mahamantri bhism on with his charioteer Adhirathā.
He was composed not caring about the surroundings at all.
Vasusena was enraged but acknowledging his pitashree bowed down to his feet.
Adhirathā kept his hand on his head but without any words karna stood up.
Adhirath turned towards bhism and lowered his head.
"Mahamahim please forgive my sons for such insolent acts,it must be my upbringings that they have done such adharmā i failed as a father" he said with closed eyes.
Vasusen stared at his father's wide eyes.
"Adhirathā hame pata hai ki isme tumhari bhul nahi hai you should know that for such things the punishment is...".
"Death.." he said Radheya's heart thumped hard not about himself but he was worried for his 6 year old brother.
"But as per this i will redeem the punishment but it is up to his luck whether he can do it or not vidhatā will look if the fates are with him but if not you know everything" he said with no emotions insensitive was the word perfect for him.
Vasusena knew there was definitely something wrong with his father's sweat bead and told him he just bowed down due to his father otherwise he wouldn't hesitate to wage a war against Hastinapur even if fighting the whole army was a thing.
It was not much time before shon was dragged away crying for help
He tried to approach but his father held his hand giving a sharp glare.
"Don't mess anything Radheya" he said his voice firm with no emotions sharp like venom were those words.
He couldn't do anything,just pray to Mahadevā.
But all his fears were true when he felt his hand getting chained he looked back his father was doing it he never felt uncomfortable otherwise if someone else he would have killed the person before he was even near him.
He chained his feet too.
"Pita.." adhirath showed his palm indicating him to shut up.
His eyes widened at the scene,he tried breaking free but he was a mere 9 year old before those he couldn't gather himself when those people no monsters took the hot lava near his brother who shivered and tears flowed from his brown orbs.
Let him live he is a mere child but no sound came he became shocked but looked at his hands pins attached blocking his voice that venomous pain was nothing as compared to that of enduring his own brother's pain in front of him.
He looked when they opened his mouth forcefully how he wished to unleash the whole earth for this for bhagwan brahma creating suta from his feet why didn't he create it with his hands then what can he do he was just a mere child with a wooden bow and some arrows not a warrior or anything.
They dipped the molten lava in his mouth as his whole body burned he looked at his father who had no emotions on his face how he could- he cried not a sound now he left the lifeless body of him on ground as the mere child heart-beat stopped.
"Shon!!!!" The young lad of 16 panted as he got up from his horrifying dream that is haunting him from 7 years he can't forget anything his father said to his mother that is Vidhatā's wish and we are just dolls he just wanted to bury everyone but he couldn't he wiped the sweat of his forehead after the dream and going out of the hut while looking at the opposite hut it belonged to his teacher Parshuramā he wanted to avenge everyone so he went to many gurus but all of them rejected him saying he is a mere suta.
He felt guilty too lying to his gurudev that he was a brahmin he never wanted to but he couldn't adjust anything now the vishnu avatar hated Kshatriyas as he unleashed it 21 times.
He looked at his hands before taking control and summoning his bow
Archery was the thing which calmed him.
He aimed at the aiming places one by one.
As the god of love sighed.
"Oh Vasusen you really do need someone for you" he chuckled at his own statement before looking at the sleeping figure of the soft delicate girl.
"Karn priye vrushali" he chuckled again before disappearing.
To be continued...
Okay i don't want anything more but the molding of the story is really complicated many of you know shon karna brother who died because he repeated the shlok of ved but as only brahman and Kshatriyas are allowed and he was caught.
Bhism gave him the punishment so he could never say anything but molten lava resulted in his death Of course I don't have much knowledge and still tried to get into it.
Till then take care.
Krishna ji ki neera ❤️✨.
Writer signing out....