Sanjeev never died and Rajeev was never arrested, so Ramesh was never kidnapped. All this was clear to Peter. He had come back to London to live with the brothers.
Ramesh's sacrifices in his previous life were all paid-off and his invention of replicating the satellite cells was praised all around the globe and deep within, Ramesh was acknowledged with the fact that the reason for his success lied in the hands of Peter. He always owed but never again got a chance to meet Peter to thank him. Sapna and Sanjay were both happy because of Ramesh's success.
The days were passing and the brothers were quite brilliantly fulfilling their challenge. Harry, as usual, was leading and it was Ralph's and Peter's plan that whatever happens, Harry would be made the king after 24 years. Rogers will be made Harry's assistant and if Oliver behaves as he did earlier, he would be directly sent off to dungeons keeping his last wish in mind. Anyone who kills him will die consequently.
Well, years were passing quite rapidly and Peter had again attached himself to the brothers. Oliver was behaving eccentrically different but he had changed. Peter's lessons of life had affected his core and he had changed. Oliver never felt to be jealous of anyone or didn't develop the feelings of vengeance and revenge. His challenging behaviour, though, remained the same but that, too, was moulded to look over the bright side and not on the darker one. He challenged to win for his satisfaction and not another's devastation as he did earlier.
With the momentary events of everyday life, Peter lived on happily and years went by. The school of the brothers got finished and they, too, had started working temporarily in internships. This made them realise what common people would have to go through, so because when they become the king, they know what decision they would take in different circumstances.
The end of 2012 was coming and among the auguries that the world will face its demise, Peter as the best astrologer of the world stood against it and lighted a ray of hope in many people who had considered this to be true.
CYGNUS
Among all this, David was on Cygnus working as a translator in the office on Cygnus with his family. His daughter was born and his life was just simple without any complications.
Ralph, till this time, had become very old and was passing his last days. He had grown whiskers on his face and wrinkled had developed gradually on his face. But at this time, he knew what he had to do before he left the mortal world. He had to finish what Peter had started. One day, as a benevolent king, he went intending to travel along his planet to look at how ordinary people are living. He went to make sure that everyone had a minimum level of subsistence. With this masquerade, he went to David's residence. In his circumnavigating vehicle, he went through the narrow roads of Cygnus. When he stepped out of the vehicle and as everyone saw him, they bowed willingly without any excuse.
David was enjoying a holiday when Ralph had entered his house. The door was slightly open which was pushed by Ralph to enter. David didn't realise the creaking sound of the opening door. He and his daughter were playing with their newborn daughter. Ralph took a sigh of a boon and was well satisfied that David was already preoccupied with happiness in his life. He didn't pass through many struggles because Oliver wasn't in power and David's family would not be lost. Therefore, David's life would pass felicitously and Ralph didn't want to interfere so much.
He just went and coughed to show his presence and started with the most gentle voice, "David Earl Frederick Gerald Hubert Irvin John Kenneth Lloyd Martin Nero Oliver Paul?"
David moved his eyeballs to see who remembered his full name which was quite big. He was astonished to see who was it... It was their king. David and his wife bowed, "Your highness, sir!"
"Don't be formal! Just came on a tour and saw your nameplate on the house.", Ralph continued.
"Any works, your highness.", David didn't see him eye to eye and was a bit startled, "Did we do something wrong? You took harm to come to see us... We must have presented ourselves in the court or in the Royal Palace"
Ralph went near David. Held his arms with his palms and made him talk between eye to eye, "That's where your loyalty lies... There are not very loyal people like you. I've seen your work in your field that is translation department and I should add that I am quite impressed by your performance. It's quite extraordinary. No more than a fortnight holiday in a year and you work overtime with no greed for extra zimons (Cygnian Money). "
"Yes, sir", David felt to be proud.
"Therefore, I appoint you as my main assistant", David proclaimed, "I need people like you!"
David just stood with his open mouth thinking to keep up with what was happening. Not a moment ago, he was an ordinary man but now, his life had changed drastically.
"Sire! I mean I don't know if I am eligible for this?"
"Oh!", Ralph took a sigh, "That's too polite of you I should say. But I am sure that you'd work brilliantly."
Ralph started to leave the house while he turned again, "I, also, will teach you my area of expertise"
"Sir?", David asked.
"Concentration", Ralph was the one who made David learn all the basics of concentration the last time and this time too, he gave David a chance to leave all the trivial matters and focus on what he was good on.
David stood astonished and Ralph just left without saying a word again. Next day, David was called to work and he, then, forever swore to work for Cygnus and his allegiance belonged in the development of Cygnus and its people.
Ralph taught him meditating techniques and he executed them all brilliantly and then, David and his family remained in the palace forever.
EARTH
David's life was also settled and now only, Valencia was left. Peter knew how to settle her too. She had faced only pettifogging family problems.
2013 passed and then 2015, too. Ramesh was gaining popularity and Peter was happy to see this. By the end of 2015, he left London once again. He headed off to Australia. He, too, pretended that he wanted to stay in public to look at people's problems. This is what Ralph did on Cygnus.
Peter landed in Sydney to settle Valencia, now, on her path. He, still, had the same popular name of an astrologer. He travelled through the narrowest roads and even roamed around in Sydney. He enjoyed the place for a day or two and then left to carry out the deed. He knew Valencia's address. He left for that place. She, though, lived in a developed country but her society was much more conservative about girls and she became a victim of this.
She lived alone over a very vast stretch of land with no one living near her. That increased her feeling of alienation.
Her gate, too, was open a bit. Peter overheard the talks that were going on the telephone.
Valencia was screaming among all the silence, "That's not the way, Mom. If I marry, I would limit myself to one family and then, of course, I don't want to become a housewife."
She remained silent for a moment while the other on the telephone was speaking. Peter wasn't able to hear that. He just overheard Valencia.
Valencia started again, "Mom, I don't blame your profession. You are a housewife. That doesn't mean you haven't done anything in your life. Being a housewife is also a profession that one carries out willingly. 'I don't want to become a housewife' doesn't mean I am making that profession small. It's just as big as any other. The thing I have no personal interest to become one"
Again, there was a momentary silence and then again Valencia started, "End this Mom. Come on! I don't wanna talk more."
Valencia just ended the call and then whanged down the receiver.
Peter, then, trod in the house through the front door. Valencia was astonished to see him. She, of course, knew Peter as an astrologer.
"Sir? Are you really Peter Parker? Or I am seeing a dream?", Valencia asked in astonishment.
"No, it isn't a dream!", Peter replied.
"Sir, I knew you were coming on a tour to Australia but didn't know you'll show up yourself so suddenly. Quite astonishing!"
"Yeah! You know, I detected pain here and therefore, came to help you!"
"Yes, sir. Nothing can be hidden from you. You know family problems.", Valencia said with a disheartening voice.
"Yes! They are forcing to marry you, aren't they?", Peter knew all this because Valencia told them when they were sitting in the woods which later caught fire.
"Yes, they are!"
"Then, I have a solution! I think you want to work, don't you! That's your ambition", Peter asked.
"Yeah it is"
"Then sit down calmly. Phone your mother! And tell her what you feel. Your intentions were never wrong."
"Will it work?"
"Yes, surely it will."
Valencia sat on the edge of a sofa and then with a look at Peter, she called her mother. She was so much dissolved in her problems that she even didn't get much time to react to Peter's sudden arrival. She only needed a solution to her problems and Peter was here to help her. Perhaps, his arrival was the most opportune. Valencia called her mother and just said, "Mom, I am the only one in the home who will earn at home. Tell me if you believe that my husband will allow me to work. Tell me! I do not. We might be living in Australia but our society's overscrupulous and pedantic. I have been selected in the Australian Security Intelligence Organisation. Hardly any of us would have been able to work there. Still, you don't want me to go and fight for what is in the front or just stand at a back watching the new, being judgemental and commenting outside the area of my expertise. I do not wish this but if you allow me to work willfully, I surely will but that does not mean you pressurize me to do anything. This can't be done and that's what I have to say. The decision lies with you now!"
The phone was on speaker mode and Valencia had done so Peter would also be able to listen to what was going on. Her mother with a deep voice stated, "It's not the way you think. You've smelled our family's taste. They don't want a girl to work. We never thought bad for you but I think your points aren't wrong. Thinking from the core, I smell the fragrance of your kindness and dedication towards work. I've always known this from your childhood. I know what you in your life. You're free to decide for yourself. Your life will always remain yours and never mine. I shouldn't interfere. As for your father, he'll be my responsibility. I'll tell him and one day, he'll understand what your intentions were."
Valencia looked at Peter and she thought that Peter's idea worked.
She, immediately, responded, "Thanks--Thanks, Mom"
The phone call ended and Valencia's looks at Peter were outlining Valencia's emotions. She took a look at Peter and then just said, "How can I thank you? I have no words to describe. It's just like a dream"
"Valencia", Peter with a calm voice, said, "I have too much of experience in my life. I am getting old day by day but my self-esteem to predict future never dies.", Peter lied.
"Always remember, Self control is Strength. Right thought is mastery and calmness is power. Also, Basics are the base of big brain-teasing brain-twisters."
Peter said two thoughts and the second one delineated Harry's thought. He, then, just left without saying a word. He worked as an angel for all the heroes and members of the team. The next day, he again came back to London. Started living with the brothers again. The brothers had to leave the Earth by the start of 2019.
Peter, these days, used to tell them the stories of Leader London and The Spirits but only as a fiction. He never mentioned these to be true.
The brothers had grown up and telling them bedtimes was an inferior task. So, Peter used to tell them poems he wrote and the stories. He never mentioned Leader London as Harry and Oliver. He just the protagonist and the antagonist respectively. He didn't want to demoralize the kids on their former past. They were spending the best life they and Peter didn't want to destroy that peace.
Peter had also got old. He was nearly sixty. He had patches of white beard on his face and looked like a man who had a lot of experience in his life and had gone through many phases. And this was not wrong. Peter had surely gone through many phases of life.
Years and years went by and 2018 had come. The whole year was spent in telling stories. Oliver, Harry and Rogers found it interesting and followed the story until the end. It was 31st December 2018 today and Peter remembered last time Harry was sacked and they had to flee by midnight but Peter's one wish had changed all this. Today, Peter had decided to end the story of THE SPIRITS.
Everyone sat on the chair with some tears in their eyes. Tears of leaving Peter. They had been living with the same man for 24 years and leaving him on Earth was emotional for them.
"Leader London, Mystery Solver, Nerve Tacker, Mendator and Egaliator, after killing the antagonist, lived happily forever as a family. A family with a beautiful name- THE SPIRITS", Peter ended the story.
The three brothers started clapping. They had been following this story from years and now Peter had ended it. Their claps didn't stop with their tears falling from the eyes.
"Why don't you write it?", Harry exclaimed with excitement.
"Hmmm-mmm", Peter spoke while he interrupted.
"Yeah, he is right!", Oliver continued Harry's talks.
"You should write it. Tomorrow, we'll leave", Rogers said with the most depressing voice, "You'll be getting bored. You may start writing. Authors have a great share in Earth's economy. You can add yourself"
"Yes", Harry started again, "You've got a great name as an astrologer and you won't face much difficulty, too, to establish yourself in this field."
"I'll think about it. Now off to bed. Pip-pip"
Peter ended the topic and every one wnt to sleep. Though no one wanted to sleep that night, they did. Everyone wanted to live their last moments with Peter. Peter, too, was so much demoralized that he was not able to control his tears and sobs.
Still, the night passed and the children dressed to leave for Cygnus once and for all.
They stood in a row and Peter came to each one by one. He started with Rogers.
"You're a great man, Rogers and you've worked very well. You're going to be a great man."
He then moved to Oliver, "You've changed Oliver and I am happy with that. Be good and don't change again in my absence"
He, at last, moved to Harry, "You can do anything, Harry. Be careful. There might be enemies."
With these last talks, the brothers opened a portal and walked through. None of them wanted to look back again. Peter saw their backs and screamed, "Good BYE! And use your demeanours well"
The brother had left and Peter burst into tears. He felt too much alone. That home stood still with no other voice. All together highlighted the quietude. Nothing was there to satisfy his grief. Peter's wish was fulfilled and after all this time, he came back where everything ended. In fact, it ended once more but not with a massacre. This was a quite beautiful end and Peter decided to do what Harry said. Write these stories in a book as fiction. He decided to write these.
Meanwhile, Harry was made the king with Oliver and Rogers as his assistants. David, forever, worked in the Royal Palace. Ramesh enjoyed his fame and Valencia did what she desired. All was well.
It took Peter a year to jot his experiences. It took him three books and he named them as- Leader London And The Dimension Mystery, Nerve Tacker And The Chalice Of Demeanours and in the end- THE SPIRITS: The Ultimate Showdown!
He wrote these by hand and went to publication companies to publish these fictions and consequently, the books were in the market being sold by the name of an astrologer. Selling millions of copies around the globe as one of the most favourite young-adult children storybooks.
In the end, Peter was quite satisfied with what he had done in life. In his 48 years, he had completed only. The first rotation from 1995 to 2019 and then again from 1995 to 2019. Peter spent 48 years but for the world, these were just half.
A poem that Peter was writing in the first rotation and which was praised by Harry was left untouched for years. Now, Peter decided to complete this poem too. A poem that portrays his life and gives a lesson to everyone. He did it. He completed it and for satisfaction, he used to read it every night before going to sleep...
These 48 years of my life
Gave me time to reflect upon
This complex time we're all going through
This desolate path we walk upon
The path of jealousy, hatred and vengeance we cognizeAnd the rampant we fear
Makes me recollect a story
The story which I personally adhere
The anecdote of three brothersMakes me realise nothing is fiction
People say it is a legend
But for me, it is some sorts of addiction
With no place to start fromI travelled along the darkest roads in the darkest times
That made me realise in the end
One always has to focus on sunshines
When I am mostly ending upThis disparaged path of death and life
I realise something odd
Something that one has to strive and thrive
These all are parts of the vicious circleTo which all of us engage
And as everyone does
We all remain in rage
Now I should terminate what I started sayingThat the world is not ours and we're living on rent
And in end should I say
Let's Do Something Different
This poem unconventionally satisfied Peter.
His books and his creations always remained close to his hearts. His creations were much better and the explanations of his experiences, even, passed the expectations and convictions of what one would expect. Perhaps, he explained much better than I did!
An amazing end to such a beautiful series! So proud of you.
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