55 years later.
XYZ crematorium,
Rajasthan, India
Amidst the solemn atmosphere, a profound sense of grief hung heavy in the air. A group of family and friends, enveloped in sorrow, gathered near the site where the last rites of a beloved soul were taking place. Ali Baig, an 81-year-old man, stood broken, his tears flowing freely as he mourned the passing of his wife, Col. Pooja Ali Baig, his companion of half a century. The pain etched on his face mirrored the depth of his loss.
Rajveer, their eldest son, held his father tightly, sharing his grief as tears streamed down his own cheeks. Huda and Yudi, close friends of the family, stood nearby, their expressions heavy with sorrow, offering silent support. The rest of Ali and Pooja's children huddled together, their shared sorrow uniting them in this moment of profound loss. In another corner, their grandchildren stood, their young faces marked by sadness as they grappled with the reality of their grandmother's departure.
Yudi, in the midst of wiping his tears, caught sight of three individuals amidst the bustling crowd. Despite the passing of over fifty years since their last encounter, his heart recognized these faces instantly. Urgently, Yudi nudged Huda, who shot him an annoyed glance.
"What's bothering you?" Huda inquired, his brow furrowed in confusion.
"Dude, just look over there," Yudi discreetly pointed toward the trio he had noticed, "Those three... don't they resemble our Rajveer sir, Naina, and Alekh?" he asked, his voice laced with disbelief.
At Yudi's words, Huda turned his gaze in the indicated direction and gasped. "My God! The resemblance is uncanny," he breathed out, his eyes widening in astonishment.
Ali, still in a daze from the funeral, found himself face to face with a very familiar figure – Naina.
"N-Naina ji?" Ali gasped in disbelief.
"Hello, Dada ji. I'm Nidhi Chauhan, your granddaughter, Richa's colleague," Naina introduced herself with a polite smile.
"Yes, Grandpa. She's my colleague and one of my best friends," Richa added. She had come home from Goa for Diwali when Pooja passed away. "And this is her husband, Mr. Aditya Chauhan. And that's his younger brother and Nidhi's brother-in-law, Daksh Chauhan," she introduced the others.
Ali stared in disbelief at the young girl before him. He couldn't shake off the uncanny resemblance she bore to his sister, Naina. Nidhi's face mirrored Naina's, with flawless skin, high cheekbones, and full lips. Her eyes were framed by long lashes, giving her a doe-eyed appearance. Dark waves of hair cascaded down her back, falling in soft curls around her face, just like Naina's used to. It baffled him how two individuals could look so incredibly alike. Absentmindedly, he wondered if Naina had reincarnated.
"Hello, sir. I'm truly sorry for your loss," Rajveer said with a warm and compassionate smile, offering his condolences.
Ali blinked in astonishment. Aditya bore an uncanny resemblance to their Rajveer sir. His features mirrored Rajveer's - the same handsome face with a chiseled jawline and piercing light brown eyes that demanded attention. Even his dark brown hair was styled in a familiar way. Ali couldn't help but wonder if the concept of seven lifetimes was indeed true. Perhaps Rajveer and Naina were destined to be together in every lifetime. The thought brought him a slight sense of peace.
"Please don't be upset. I'm sure Panjaban... I mean, your wife must be in a better place now," Alekh stated, faking a slip of the tongue.
Ali, Huda, and Yudi stared at Alekh, speechless. After exchanging a few words with other family members, Nidhi, Aditya, and Daksh (Naina, Rajveer, and Alekh) left. Ali turned to his two friends, the silent question clearly visible in their eyes.
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Leaving the crematorium, the three of them headed to the parking lot where they had parked their cars. "Alekh, why did you call Pooja by her nickname? What if those three become suspicious?" Rajveer chided gently as he opened the passenger side door of his black Lamborghini for Naina.
"Come on, Raj bhai! I wanted those three idiots to recognize us. We've protected and supported them and their families for the last five decades. I think we deserve a little acknowledgment. Besides, those three drama queens have gotten so old that nobody would believe them even if they spill the beans," Alekh replied playfully as he got inside his own red Lamborghini.
"Alekh has become quite mischievous. Why didn't you say anything to him?" Rajveer asked his wife after getting inside the car.
"You were the one who spoiled him. Now you deal with him," Naina replied with a smirk.
Rajveer shook his head and chuckled. "Naughty girl!" he said, pinching her cheek, making her giggle. Then he let out a sigh, leaning his head against the seat. "One by one, they will all be gone, won't they?" he asked.
"Hmm... everything will change and fade away. Only we will remain the same," Naina stated.
Rajveer and Alekh underwent their transformation shortly after the Campbell Family had relocated to Canada. They spent a decade in Canada, ensuring the safety and security of their family. Meanwhile, Natasha and William returned to India to safeguard Ali, Pooja, Huda, and Yudi. They were well aware of Rajveer and Naina's concerns for their safety. Once the ten years had passed, the entire Campbell family reunited in India. Together, they continued their service to their country by defending it against both internal and external threats. While Alekh, Naina, and Rajveer handled the internal enemies, the rest of the family focused on countering external threats.
Rajveer, Naina, and Alekh had assisted their friends in numerous missions from behind the scene, ensuring they could live long, content, and prosperous lives. As they all grew older, the trio experienced deep sorrow. This profound grief led them to make the decision to meet their friends one last time.
In their long, immortal lives, Rajveer and Naina continued their journey together, facing challenges, celebrating victories, and creating countless beautiful memories. Their love story remained an enduring legend, inspiring generations to come. Alekh, after a long wait of 80 years, found his soulmate, Ria, whose arrival brought new joy to the Campbell family.
With the passing centuries, the world around them changed, but the love and bond within the Campbell family remained unbreakable. They continued to protect their loved ones, finding solace in the enduring strength of their unity. As the years rolled on, the Campbell legacy lived on, leaving a mark on the world, reminding everyone in their world of the power of love, family, and friendship. And so, their story became a timeless tale, whispered through the ages by vampires around the world, of a family bound not just by blood, but by an unbreakable thread of love that transcended time and mortality.
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