Taima

 

Michael returned home from a long journey. He was in Africa and Australia for a month- in African jungles and in stony deserts of Australia to be precise. And all that he brought back was a tiny vial which contained the venoms of a Black Mamba and an Inland Taipan-  the most poisonous snakes of Africa and Australia. 

He was exhausted from his travels but excited and eager. He opened his journey-bag and  took out the vial and placed it on his desk. The vial had passed through the securities at the airports undetected because of its small size. He opened the vial. It had no smell. Perfect. He removed a small bottle from his desk. The bottle contained a small gas-like chemical which he had developed himself in his lab. This chemical was developed for the longevity of the venoms Michael had explored and brought back with him from Africa and Australia. He put a drop of it in the vial and closed it.  The mixture turned purple, red, green, yellow and finally with a hush- white. This was the most toxic and poisonous chemical ever created. If stung, it would bring down the biggest of dinosaurs , if they were still around, in a second. He watched the solution for a minute or so, thought, and named it Taima - Taipan plus Mamba. Oh! My creative raja!

From another drawer he took out a small purple box.  He opened it. On a dark blue velvet cloth was a pin - the flying pin, again created by Michael. It had all the ingredients of a super computer chip in the shape of a pin.  It could fly at the speed of light. And, would be controlled by Michael. Michael smiled. It was his brain-pin. The evil smile finally spread over his face. 

There was this tiniest latch on the pin unseen by a naked eye. Michael switched on his laptop. A few clicks and punches, and the latch opened with a hiss. He opened the vial. Slowly and steadily he poured Taima inside the pin. He punched in a few numbers on his laptop. The pin numbers.  The pin closed firmly tight with a hiss. The final product- The pin Taima was ready. 

Now comes the best part. Taima would fly anywhere in the world even to the remotest place not in the map-  at Michael’s command. And when any human or even an animal gets stung by it, it will first suck out all the memory from that person’s brain cell and store it in a fraction of a second before killing him or her. The sting will melt the body of a person instantly as if some lava was poured over him or her, but there would be no trace left of it. No marks. No ashes. Nothing. Zilch. As if that person did not exist. The memories recorded and stored in Taima would be everything that person had witnessed and stored in his brain from the time that person was born and was capable of remembering things. His or her childhood, ideas, things seen,  thoughts, vision, ideals - everything would be stored, and which could be viewed whenever as if someone was watching a film. Even the subconscious mind, the person’s dreams and whatever the person was capable of memorising.  Michael could tap into the brain as if the person was alive and view it on his screen with complete clarity. 

The launch pad was ready. Taima was restless and eager to go. 

Michael waited for his phone to ring.  A client would assign him a target. The client was not aware how Taima operated or would not get to know anything other than that that the target was eliminated.  The client would not even know how the target was eliminated. The data stored in Taima would be Michael’s only.  And he would then use it as he deemed fit….