Hey Guys!!!!

The ninth chapter.

I don't own Mahabharat.

Chapter dedicated to my lovely @AparnaShree9

Because she has a project to do and we can't keep her waiting.
Any ways jokes apart, I love you all.

Happy Reading!!

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Third POV

"Plus, Gandhar Raj. Anga doesn't come under your power. How can you gift it to someone?"

The question came from a girl. She was weird to say the least. She walked to the new, maybe now old, man and offered him something off her hand.
Picking one of whatever was there she had, it was roasted Mung- Phali (Ground nut).

"You should have soaked almonds, they sharpen brains." The girl suggested, looking at Shakuni as she munched on her snack.

Following, the girl, the man has some of the Mung- Phali calmly looking at the people in front of them.

The girl was wearing a blue colored thing that reached below her ankle. And had full sleeves. It was a simple plane one, just that it had designs from lace on the chest and the hands, while net on the lower parts of the dress.

Her hair was tied behind in a bun, that looked like it was made in hurry. She had no visible jewelry except the ear- rings and two rings shining on her hand. She looked like a commoner, except that her dress was not common.

"You can't disrespect my Mama Shree, Devi. And why are you even here?" Duryodhana asks.

The girl looks at the prince for some moments before dusting her hand off and take two steps in front of Duryodhana.

"I will do what I wish. And I want to see you stop me." The girl gives him a 'I- am- very- serious' look.

Angry that a girl could challenge him, Duryodhana hands form a wrist and he raises the fist to punch the girl, but a chain, formed by arrows stopped his wrist from hitting the girl.

"Don't even try to do that." the man says in a calm tone, that chilled everyone's heart. They were surprised he did that, first he defends him and then fights him?

"Hey!" The girl cried in outrage. "Why did you do that?"

"I will do as I wish." He says, in a teasing tone.

"Whatever"

"I accept your challenge" Arjun spoke up in the silence.

The girl pursed her lips looking entertained while the man was observing Arjun.

"You know, what I have an idea. Why don't you get the four best of your prince, Acharya. If the two of us are able to defeat them. We tell you about us completely. If we win, we do as we wish and walk away." The girl says.

The man looks at Guru Drona, unblinking at the girls' proposal.

"The Arjun, Nakul, Bheema and Duryodhana are going to fight you." Guru Drona declares.
His ego had been hit.

The two new comers stand back- to- back as the four prince's form a square around the two of them. They looked unsure of what was happening, except Duryodhana who was simply angry.

The fight began with Karn and Arjun fighting the arrows at one another. Duryodhana went straight to the girl, who caught his fist with her left hand flipped him in one go. A complete 180- degree flip was made, by Duryodhana's body. And he was knocked out by few kicks and punches that were exchanged.

Arjun and the man were firing arrows after arrow at one another trying to knock the other out. It was insane. They were using various kind of arrows, but both of them knew ways to destroy each other's weapon.

Bheema was surprised seeing it and headed towards the girl, cautious.
While Nakul went to distract the man. The man's head snapped in her direction as Nakul walked to him and turned back to Arjun. Firing the arrows without stopping.

Nakul was suddenly kicked in the back of his knees as his sword was snatched away, rendering him weapon less and in little pain. An arrow hit him, tying him.

Bheema looked at his brother and cousin, she was a tricky girl. It would be fun fighting her. Bheema advanced towards her his hands spread as if to catch her and crush her in a hug.

The girl threw the sword in Arjun's direction knocking the bow out of his hands and Karn's arrow bounded him. While Bheema got a somewhat similar treatment like Duryodhana. He was thrown across like a toy to the man, who simply opened his arms as if inviting him.
Bheema crashed with the man's chest and a loud bang was heard. Bheema's head had hit a magical armor that had appeared. 

People were surprised at it. Kunti calmed herself down, willed herself to not lose her consciousness. As she recognized him. But she couldn't control her tears. Her desperation to touch him, pull him in a hug.

While Bishma had gasped out loud in surprise and Kripacharya standing near him was also in a similar predicament. After all, only they were the one's aware of Karn, and him being Bishma's son.

The young man looked at the teen at his feet, and smirked at him. Before turning to the girl, they shared a bizarre hand- shake, shaking hands and then hitting each other's shoulder, using their own.

"You lose." Both the girl and boy say together.

Everybody's mouth had dropped open at the occurrence. The young man and women were such fabulous fighters. How and why?

"Wake him up." The man, tells the girl, who pouts but walks to Duryodhana and twists his ear.
With a high girly shriek, Duryodhana wakes up rubbing his ears.

"You, how did you do that? I will destroy you." Duryodhana bellows.

"You had a chance, but I think you enjoy sleeping much more." The girl, shrugs as if it was the most obvious thing, and Duryodhana was at fault.

"How can you dis- respect me like this?" Duryodhana shrieks.

"Using my mouth." the girl says in a 'duh' tone.

"Don't try to act smart with us, Devi" Bheema speaks up, he had just been released by the man. Who was enjoying the show very much.

"Act smart, no way. I was born smart." The girl says incredulously.

The elders were watching them interact closely, the girl wasn't very proud, she just had confidence in herself. She knew that she could do what she did. Plus, she was not only sharp by her tongue but also by her moves.
All the fighters in the room could easily see the precision in her moves, it was all calculated and looked like she had been doing them since some time.

"Then why haven't you told us who you are?" Bheema questions.

"Did you ask?" She fires back.

"Now, we are." Duryodhana joins in.

"But we won, and the condition was that we can do whatever we want after we win." The girl folds her hands on her chest and looks at the two big princes in front of her.

The two fall into silence, after all, they did have the condition and they lost.

"Who are you?" Nakul asks, in the silence. The question was directed to the man, ignoring the girl. The man looked like he would share, but the same couldn't be said for the girl.

"In relationship, I am your uncle." The man declares, after sharing a look with the girl, who had shrugged.

"Uncle?" Bheema asks, confused. "But we only have two uncles, Maharaj and Maha Mantri."

"What is your name?" Arjun narrows his eyes at the man who just beat him.

Before anybody could say anything there was a shriek.

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How was the fight?

Rishte mein toh hum tumhare baap lagtein hain, wait hum tumhare Chacha hain. 
Ignore the previous mistake please. 

(1345 words.)

--Sxxxxx