Thriller "D R A C O – Sach Ka Pehredaar Ya Tabahi Ka Naam?"
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UPDATE 9: PART 1
RAKHT SE LIKHA IBAARAT (A Message Written in Blood)
Zehen Ka Khel
SCHOOL CAMPUS - AGLE KUCH DIN
Freshers' Party ke baad, campus ki hawa mein oxygen se zyada tension ghul chuka tha. Arjun Rathore bhale hi sabke liye hero ban gaya tha, par uske apne zehen mein ek jung chhid chuka tha. Ravi Mishra naam ka khauf uske dimaag par haavi ho gaya tha.
Classroom mein, Arjun ne jaan-boojhkar Sia ke bagal mein baithna shuru kar diya. Uska maqsad saaf tha—Sia ko jeetna aur Ravi ko uski aukaat dikhana. Par ab uska har muskaan ke peeche ek darr tha.
Ek din lunch break mein, Arjun apne doston ke saath lawn mein baitha tha. Ravi, Amit aur Kabir unse thodi doori par baithe the. Ravi ne kuch nahi kiya. Woh bas utha, aur paani peene ke liye unke paas se guzra. Guzarte waqt, uska nigahein ek second ke liye Sameer se takraya.
Uss ek second mein, Sameer ka chehra safed pad gaya. Uske haath se sandwich neeche gir gaya aur woh saaf taur par kaanpne laga.
Arjun ne yeh dekh liya. Uski muthiyan bheench gaya. Ravi ne ek lafz nahi kaha tha, par uski khamoshi ne hi Arjun ke camp mein dehshat paida kar diya tha. Yeh ehsaas ki Ravi sab jaanta hai, Arjun ko andar hi andar khaaye jaa raha tha.
ARJUN (Inner Monologue):
"Izzat, power, paisa... sab kuch hai mere paas. Par uss ek sadak-chhaap ladke ka khamosh nigahein... meri saltanat ke deewaron mein darar daal raha hain. Woh lafzon se nahi, saanson se ladata hai. Uske andar aisa kaun sa aag hai jo mera shohrat ke dhoop se bhi nahi bujhta? Manali... Manali uska aakhri manzil hoga. Uss barf mein main uske naam aur uske wajood, dono ko dafan kar dunga."
Doosri taraf, Sia ki kashmakash badhti jaa rahi thi. Ravi usse aise door bhaag raha tha jaise woh koi beemari ho. Jab bhi woh usse baat karne ki koshish karti, woh raasta badal leta. Is beech, Alisha ne mauke ka poora fayda uthaya. Woh aksar Ravi ke paas baithti, usse ajeeb-o-gareeb sawaal poochti.
Ek din, canteen mein Sia ne dekha ki Alisha Ravi ke kaan mein kuch keh rahi hai aur Ravi ke chehre par wahi dard bhara, lekin khatarnak bhaav hai. Sia ka dil toot gaya. Use laga jaise Ravi aur Alisha ke beech koi aisa gehra raaz hai jismein uske liye koi jagah nahi.
Alisha is aag mein ghee ka kaam kar rahi thi. Woh Ravi ke kareeb rehne ka koi mauka nahi chhodti. Unki baatein aam nahi hoti thi.
ALISHA (Library mein, Ravi ke paas baithkar, sargoshi mein):
"Suna hai Kashmir ki kuch haveliyon mein aaj bhi unki cheekhein goonjti hain jinka hisaab adhoora reh gaya. Unhe sukoon kaise milta hoga... jab unka 'Shehzaada' yahan dushmano ke beech chup-chaap baitha hai?"
Ravi kitaab se nazar uthaye bina jawaab deta.
RAVI: "Kuch cheekhein sirf kaano se nahi, waqt aane par rooh se sune jaate hain."
Unki yeh coded baatein Sia ko aur tod rahi thi. Use lag raha tha ki Ravi ki andheri duniya mein uske liye koi jagah nahi, par Alisha uss andhere ka hissa thi. Apne mission ko poora karne ki majboori aur Ravi ko khone ka darr... is kashmakash mein, woh apne mission aur apne dil ke beech phansi Sia, dheere-dheere Arjun ki taraf jhukne lagi—ya kam se kam, duniya ko aisa dikhane lagi
SIA (Apne mann mein, aaine mein khud ko dekhte hue): "Tum ek sipahi ho, Sia. Jazbaaton mein behna tumhara kaam nahi. Par yeh dil... yeh dil har baar ussi anjaan toofan ki taraf kyun khincha chala jaata hai?"
Khel ab har taraf se gehra ho raha tha. Dosti, dushmani aur anjaane rishte... sab ek aise mod par the jahan se aage sirf tabahi ka raasta tha..
Gumnaam Saaye Ki Talaash : LAJPAT NAGAR MARKET, BACK ALLEYS - RAAT
Ravi ke dimaag se uss andheri gali ka manzar nahi nikal raha tha. Woh anjaan ladka... Phoenix. Uska fighting style... uska raftaar... uskabrutal efficiency. Woh koi aam fighter nahi tha. Woh ek trained killer tha.
Inn sawaalon ka jawaab dhoondhne, Ravi ne akele hi un galiyon mein wapas jaane ka faisla kiya. Yeh Ravi, school ka student nahi tha. Yeh ek shikaari tha, jo apne shikaar ke nishaan dhoondh raha tha.
Cyber café se kaam khatam karke, woh usi badnaam gali mein daakhil hua. Street light ab bhi jhilmila raha tha. Zameen par sookhe khoon ke dhabbe ab bhi maujood the. Ravi ne ek expert ki tarah poori jagah ko scan kiya.
Deewar par, jahan Phoenix ne ek gunde ka sir patka tha, Ravi ka nazar ek cheez par pada. Khoon ke nishaan ke theek neeche, concrete ke darar mein ek chota sa, ajeeb sa cheez phansa hua tha.
Usne use bahar nikaala. Woh ek chhota sa, kaale metal ka ansh tha. Ek custom-made shuriken ka toota hua kona. Uska design aam nahi tha. Uske upar ek behad baareek nishaan khuda hua tha—ek pankh (feather) ka.
RAVI (Inner Monologue): "Phoenix... aag se uthne wala panchi. Yeh uska nishaan hai. Yeh koi aam hathiyaar nahi. Yeh kisi khaas clan ya group ka hai."
Usne uss tukde ko apni muthi mein bheench liya. Ab uske paas Phoenix tak pahunchne ka ek raasta tha.
Kamre Mein Toofan (KHOON KI BARISH)
HOSTEL ROOM 214 - SUBAH
Agli subha.Subah aam tha, par aane wala toofan aam nahi tha. Room No. 214 mein, Kabir hamesha ki tarah, music ki tez dhun par push-ups laga raha tha. Uska har push-up Manali mein ladkiyon ko impress karne ki taiyaari ka hissa tha. Doosri taraf, Ravi, ek kone mein, khidki se aati subah ki halki roshni mein ek aisi kitaab padh raha tha jiske panne kaale the aur lafz safed. Uske chehre par ek aisi shaanti tha jo kisi samundar ka satah par hota hai, jabki uski gehraaiyon mein hazaaron jwalamukhi phatne ko taiyaar ho.
Kamre ka darwaza ek dhamake ke saath khula.
Amit.
Woh haanf raha tha, uska chehra safed pada tha jaise usne bhoot dekh liya ho. Uske haath mein newspaper aur, uska phone tha, jiski screen par ek video chal raha tha.
AMIT (Awaaz mein dehshat aur hairat): "Ravi... Kabir... Yeh... yeh dekho! B...Bhai, yeh kya hai?!"
Kabir ne music band kiya. "Kya hai, yaar? Subah-subah Bhootnath ban kar kyun aa gaya?"
Amit ne kaanpte haathon se newspaper aur phone unke aage kar diya. Screen par ek grainy, black-and-white CCTV footage chal raha tha.
Location: Mumbai Port.
Manzar bhayanak tha. Itna bhayanak ki Kabir ke chehre se muskaan gayab ho gaya aur uski jagah khauf ne le liya.
AMIT: "Yeh... yeh kal raat ka hai. Mumbai Port. National news par aag laga hua hai. Kal raat wahan... qayamat aaya tha."
Usne phone ke neeche rakha newspaper uthaya.
Headline aisi tha jaise kaale lahu se likha gaya ho:
MUMBAI PORT PAR KHOONI TAANDAV ! 100 LONGON KE KATE SIR, HATH AUR PER , EK ANZAAN 'RED DRAGON' KA NISHAAN!
Newspaper ke andar ki khabar aur bhi rooh ko kaanpa dene wala tha:
"Kal der raat, Mumbai Port ek shamshaan-ghaat mein tabdeel ho gaya. Ek aisa wehshi ghatna ko anjaam diya gaya hai jise bayaan karne ke liye lafz kam pad rahe hain. Sutron ke anusaar, yahan sheher ke sabse bade drug aur human trafficking syndicates mein se ek ka deal ho raha tha. Isi beech, 6 anjaan hamlavaron ne wahan aisa khooni taandav kiya jise sunkar shaitaan ki rooh bhi kaanp jaaye. CCTV footage ke anusaar, in 6 saayon ne 100 se bhi zyada hathiyaarband logon ko na sirf maara, balki unke jismon ko tukdon mein kaat diya. Har laash ke haath, pair aur sir jism se alag paaye gaye. Hamlavaron ne apne peeche sirf ek nishaan chhoda hai—ek container par spray paint se bana RED DRAGON ka symbol, jiske muh se aag nikal raha hai aur uske niche likha hai THE LORD OF FLAME. Mumbai Police ke commissioner ne ise 'desh ke itihaas ka sabse wehshi aur aatankit karne wala qatl-e-aam' bataya hai. Unka kehna hai ki yeh kaam insaano ka nahi ho sakta. Police ke paas un 6 hamlavaron ke baare mein koi jaankari nahi hai. Woh kaun the? Kahan se aaye? Aur aakar aisi tabaahi macha kar kahan gayab ho gaye? Yeh sawaal poore desh ki suraksha agencies ko pareshan kar raha hai."
Kabir ne newspaper ko ghoora. "Bhai... haath, pair, sir... sab kaat diya? 100 logon ka? 6 logon ne? Yeh... yeh insaan nahi ho sakte. Yeh pret-sena hai."
Amit ne phone par video play kiya. Footage mein saaye the, talwaarein the, aur aisi cheekhein tha jo ab khamosh ho chuka tha.
AMIT:
"Logic kehta hai yeh impossible hai. Yeh qatl-e-aam hai. Ek aisi safaai jaise koi sheher se kachra saaf kar raha ho." 6 log 100 trained guards ko nahi maar sakte. Unka speed... unka technique... yeh normal nahi hai."
Dono ne Ravi ki taraf dekha. Unhe ummeed tha ki Ravi bhi unki tarah hairaan hoga, ya darega.
Par Ravi ke chehre par koi bhaav nahi tha. Bilkul shaant. Jaise woh Mumbai ka nahi, apne hostel ke notice board ki khabar padh raha ho. Usne Amit ke haath se newspaper liya. Uski nigahein uss Red Dragon ke symbol par tika.
Ek pal ke liye... sirf ek pal ke liye... uski aankhon mein ek aisi chamak aaya jaise ek sadiyon purana, soya hua Baadshah jaag utha ho. Ek aisi chamak jismein ghamand, taqat aur tabaahi, sab kuch tha. Par agle hi pal, woh chamak gayab ho gaya. Uska aankhein phir se wahi shaant samundar ban gaya.
Usne newspaper fold kiya, use table par rakha, aur bina ek lafz kahe, kamre se bahar chala gaya.
Amit aur Kabir ek doosre ko dekhte reh gaye. Ravi ka iss tarah shaant rehna... uss bhayanak khabar se bhi zyada darawna tha.
Rakht Sagar (Ocean of Blood)
(FLASHBACK - PICHHLI RAAT)
Saude Baazi
MUMBAI PORT - AADHI RAAT
Mumbai Port... jahan din mein karobaar hota hai, aur raat mein saude. Aaj ki raat, samundar ki lehron se zyada shor container yard ke Area 9 mein tha. Bhari baarish ho raha tha. Aasman kaala tha, jaise usne bhi aane wala tabaahi par apni aankhein band kar liya ho.
Bade-bade containers, jo zang laga hua steel ke kabrein lag rahe the, isi ke beech mein, sheher ka sabse bada human trafficking ka kingpin, RANA , khada tha. Uske chaaron taraf 100 se bhi zyada hathiyaarband guard the.
Ek container ka darwaza khula. Andar darjanon masoom ladkiyan, darr se kaanpti hui, bhedon ki tarah bhari hui thi.
RANA (Apne client se, ek wehshi hansi ke saath):
"Maal fresh hai. Bilkul naya. Jaisa tumne maanga tha."
Deal ho raha tha. Masoom zindagiyon ka sauda ho raha tha. Rana ko laga ki woh is andheri duniya ka Baadshah hai. Par woh bhool gaya tha... har Baadshah ke upar ek aasman hota hai. Aur aaj, woh aasman phatne wala tha.
Aasman Se Utri Qayamat
"BOOOOOOM!"
Ek zabardast dhamaka hua. Ek rocket launcher se nikla aag ka gola Rana se kuch hi doori par rakhe ek khaali container se takraya. Container hawa mein ek khilone ke tarah uchhal gaya aur blast….
Sab kuch achanak hua. Rana ke guards isse pehle ki apni position le paate...
Baarish aur andhere ko cheerta hua, do kaale, military-grade stealth helicopter bina kisi awaaz ke unke theek upar aa khade hue. Unke rotors ki awaaz baarish ke shor mein daba hua tha.
Helicopters se 6 rassee neeche aaye. Aur un par se 6 saaye, maut ke farishton ke tarah, neeche koode.
Woh zameen par aise utre jaise unke jism mein wazan hi na ho. Un sabne ek jaisa, red aur black rang ka, lightweight armor suit pehna tha. Unke chehre kaale, tactical helmets ke peeche chhipe the. Aur un sabke seene par... ek hi nishaan tha. Ek Red Dragon, jiske muh se aag ka laptein nikal raha tha.
Unke naam itihaas mein likhe jaane wale the:
Pret KA Awaaz
Rana aur uske aadmi unhe dekh kar jam se gaye. 100 se zyada log... aur unke saamne sirf 6.
Un 6 mein se ek, jiske suit par dragon ka design baakiyon se thoda alag tha, aage badha. Uska naam REVENANT (Saaya) tha.
Rana apne darr par gusse ka naqaab pehen kar hass pada.
RANA (Cheekhte hue):
"tum log ho kaun be , lagta hai kisi circus ke bandar aa gaye! Tum 6... mere 100 aadmiyon se ladoge? Maut ka shauk hai kya?"
REVENANT ruka. Uske helmet ke andar se ek electronically distorted, bilkul be-jazbaat awaaz aaya.
REVENANT:
"Hum insaaf karne nahi aaye, Rana. Insaaf karna uparwale ka kaam hai. Hum bas appointment fix karne aaye hain. Tumne masoomon ki saanson ka sauda kiya... ab tumhare har saans ki keemat tumhare rooh se chukaya jaayega."
"Tum jaise keedon ke liye insaaf nahi hota, Rana. Sirf safaaya hota hai."
RANA (Paaglon ki tarah haste hue):
"Dragon aasman mein udte hain! Zameen pe nahi!Aur Main yahan ka Baadshah hoon!"
REVENANT (Uska aawaz mein pehli baar ek halka sa, kaatilana mithas aaya):
"Aur hum... wohi aasman hain jo tum jaise Baadshahon par qayamat ban kar barasta hai."
Yeh aakhri lafz the jo uss shaanti mein bole gaye.
REVENANT ne ek ishara kiya. Aur phir shuru hua... Qatl-e-aam.
Maut Ka Nritya (The Dance of Death)
Yeh ladai nahi tha. Yeh safaai tha. Ek art form , Brutality ka, tabaahi ka, jise dekh kar shaitaan ka rooh bhi kaanp jaaye.
Rana ke 10 aadmi ek saath unpar toot pade. 6 Dragon ne ek second mein ek circular formation bana liya. Un sabke haathon mein ab ek-ek chamakta hua katana tha, jinpar baarish ki boondein motiyon ki tarah fisal raha tha.
Pehla Vaar - Khamoshi Ka Shor:
Pehli line ke 10 gunde un tak pahunche hi the ki 6 talwaarein ek saath hawa mein naache. Koi awaaz nahi hua. Bas ek 'swish'. Ek pal... sirf ek pal... aur un 10 gundo ke sir unke jism se alag hokar hawa mein udd rahe the. Unki cheekhein unke gale se nikalne se pehle hi, unke be-sir jism zameen par 'thap-thap' karke gir chuke the.
Yeh Dragon ka niyam tha. Jo insaan galat kaam karta hai, uska wajood hi dharti par bojh hai.
Ab manzar saaf tha. 6 Dragon, 90 gundo ke beech mein.
Brutal Action Ka Manzar:
PEHLA VAAR - REVENANT KA INSAAF :
10 gunde ek saath aage badhe. Revenant apni jagah se hila nahi. Usne apni katana ko ek pal ke liye bhi nahi nikaala. Jaise hi pehla gunda uske paas pahuncha, Revenant ka haath ek bijli ke tarah utha aur usne sirf apni do ungliyon se gunde ke gale par vaar kiya. Gunde ki aankhein phail gaya, uske muh se awaaz nahi nikla, aur woh ek bejaan putle ke tarah gir gaya. Heart attack. Doosre par usne ek aisa wrist strike maara ki banda bas gir gaya, jaise uska body off switch ho gaya ho. Baaki 8 yeh dekh kar jam se gaye.
REVENANT: "Tumhara maut itna aasaan nahi hoga." Yeh keh kar usne apni katana ek smooth motion mein nikaala.
Ek gunda jaisa hi paas aaya, usne sirf ek horizontal slash mara – uska sir hawa mein ghoomta hua gaya aur body zameen par khoon ka fountain chhodti gir gaya.
Ek aur gunde ne rifle uthaya, par Revenant ki talwar neeche se uthi aur ek diagonal cut ke saath uske dono pair ghutno se alag ho gaye. Woh chilata hua zameen par gira, par agla vaar uske sir ko dhad se juda kar gaya.
Baaki 6 ek pal ke liye ruk gaye. Revenant ne unhe dekha aur muskaan ke bina, bas ek swish kiya. Ek hi circular arc mein 3 gundo ke haath kandhe se alag ho gaye, khoon ki dhara hawa mein jaise laal dhoondh ban gayi.
REVENANT lad nahi raha tha, woh khel raha tha. Aur 10 gunde uske peeche bhaage. Woh saayon mein gayab ho gaya. Ek gunde ko laga usne . REVENANT ko corner kar liya, par usne apni parchhayi par goli chalaya. Asli REVENANT uske theek peeche khada tha. Usne gunde ka gardan par apna talwaar nahi, uska nok rakha. Revenant chaos ke beech mein ek shaant toofan tha.
REVENANT (Sargoshi mein): "Boo." Gunda darr se hi heart attack se mar gaya. Aur agle hi pal.....
Woh chala, dauda nahi. Ek gunda uspar chillaate hue dauda. Revenant ne sidestep kiya, uski katana ek chandi ki lakeer ki tarah ghooma aur gunde ka talwaar wala haath kandhe se alag ho gaya. Gunda apne kate hue haath ko dekhta hi reh gaya ki agle pal ek aur 'swish' ke saath uska doosra haath bhi hawa mein tha. Isse pehle ki woh dard se cheekh paata, Revenant ka talwaar uske gardan ke aar-paar ho chuka tha. Woh bina kisi emotion ke aage badha. Do gundo ne use gher liya. Revenant ne apni jagah par ek spin liya, uski katana ek yat yat level par ghooma. Ek hi vaar mein dono gundo ke pair ghutno ke neeche se kat gaye. Jab woh cheekhte hue neeche gir rahe the, Revenant ne unhe dekha bhi nahi aur unke sir unke jism se alag kar diye. Uska har harkat ek sadiyon purane, kaatilana sangeet ke tarah tha.
DOOSRA VAAR - TEMPEST (THE STROM):
Woh ek toofan tha. 15 guards ne ek saath uspar goliyan chalaye. Tempest ek spinning blur ban gaya. Uska do talwaarein hawa mein ek bhayanak chakravyuh bana raha tha. Woh goliyon ke beech se ek bijli ki tarah guzra. Ek goli usne apna talwaar ke flat edge se deflect karke uske hi saathi ki aankh ke aar-paar utaar di. Phir woh unke beech mein ek aandhi ki tarah ghusa. Uski talwaarein hawa mein ek X-pattern bana raha tha. Ek pal mein ek aadmi ke dono pair kat te, toh agle pal doosre ki gardan.
Ek guard par usne neeche se upar vaar kiya, talwaar uske jism ko beech se do hisson mein cheerta hua nikal gaya. Agle hi pal, usne spin kiya aur uski doosri talwaar ne ek saath do gundo ke sir kaat diye. Baarish ka paani uske aas-paas laal ho chuka tha. Woh unke beech se aise nikla jaise ek bhookha sher bhedon ke jhund se nikalta hai—peeche sirf kate hue jism ke tukde chhodkar.
Woh mar nahi raha tha, unke jism ke tukde hawa mein bikhar rahe the.
TEESRA VAAR - JUGGERNAUT KA PRAHAAR (The Demon):
Woh taqat tha. Ek hatta-katta gunda shotgun lekar Juggernaut ke taraf dauda. Juggernaut ne uska shotgun ki barrel ko apne ek haath se pakda aur lohe ko mohm ki tarah mod diya. Gunda hairat se dekhta reh gaya. Agle pal, Juggernaut ne wahi shotgun uske haath se chheen kar uske sir par de maara. "DHADAAM!"... sir tarbooz ki tarah phat gaya. Ek aur gunde ko usne ek haath se uthaya aur zameen par aise patka ki concrete mein darar aa gaya.
Agle pal, Juggernaut ne apni bhaari katana nikaala. Yeh talwaar nahi, ek tabaahi ka auzaar tha. Gunde ne doosri taraf bhaagna chaha, par Juggernaut ne talwaar ko ek haath se aise ghumaya jaise woh koi lakdi ka danda ho. 'SWOOSH' ki awaaz ke saath, talwaar gunde ke kamar se takraya aur use do hisson mein kaat diya. Uska upar ka dhad container se jaa takraya aur neeche ludhak gaya. Do aur gundo ne himmat karke uspar hamla kiya. Juggernaut ne ek hi, zabardast vaar mein dono ke sir, kandhe aur chhati ko ek saath cheerta hua talwaar zameen mein gaad diya.
Uske liye yeh gunde insaan nahi, kaanch ke khilone the.
CHAUTHA VAAR - PHANTOM KA JAAL: Rooh Kaanpane Wala Khel:
Woh dhokha thi. Woh saayon mein ghul mil gayi. Ek gunda apne saathi ko pukaar raha tha, jab uske peeche se Phantom nikli. Usne gunde ke muh par haath rakha, uski cheekh ko daba diya, aur apni patli, tez talwaar uske dil mein utaar di. Phir usne uski laash ko ek container ke peeche aise gira diya jaise kuch hua hi na ho. Doosre gunde use dhoondh rahe the. Phantom unke upar ek container par baithi thi. Woh neeche koodi. Ek gunde ke kandhe par land karte hue, usne hawa mein hi uski gardan kaat di. Jab tak doosra gunda palat paata, Phantom ki talwaar uske dono pairon ko kaat chuki thi. Jab woh zameen par gira, Phantom uske upar khadi hui aur talwaar uske sir ke aar-paar utaar di.
Uske baad Usne port par pada lohe ka chain uthayi. Usne 5 zinda bache gundo ko ek saath uss chain se jakad liya. Phir usne unhe ek crane ke hook se aise latka diya jaise woh maans ke putle ho. Zameen se 20 feet upar latke, unke cheekhein aasman mein goonj raha tha. Tab PHAMTOM ne apni talwaar se un paancho ke sir ek hi vaar mein aise kaate jaise koi phalon ki ladi kaat raha ho. Unke be-sir jism crane se latke jhoote rahe.
PAANCHVA VAAR - HAVOC & VORTEX KA BHANWAR:
Judwa ek aise maut the jiska koi tod nahi tha. Woh taal-mel the. Unhone ek 'vortex of steel' banaya. Dono ek dusre ki peeth se peeth jod kar ek toofan ke raftaar se ghoomne lage. Unki talwaarein hawa mein ek chakri ki tarah naach raha tha. Gunde uss chakri mein kheenche chale aa rahe the... aur doosri taraf se unke jism ke tukde nikal rahe the.
Uske baad Ek gunde ne Havoc par hamla kiya. Havoc ne jhuk kar uske dono pair kaat diye. Jab woh cheekhta hua neeche gir raha tha, toh Vortex ne hawa mein hi uska sir kaat diya. Ek aur gunde ko unhone beech mein phansaya. Havoc ne uske saamne block banaya, aur Vortex ne peeche se uska reedh ka haddi apni talwaar se alag kar di. Unka sabse khatarnak move tab aaya jab 5 gunde unpar ek saath toote. Havoc ne zameen par slide karte hue 3 ke pair kaate, jabki Vortex ne hawa mein uchhal kar 2 ke sir kaat diye. Jab tak neeche gire gunde kuch samajh paate, Havoc aur Vortex unke upar the aur unke jism ke tukde kar rahe the.
Jo bhi unke saamne aata, woh do hisson mein bant jaata.
Manzar bhayanak tha. Har taraf khoon, kate hue jism ke tukde aur baarish mein behte lahu ki nadiyaan the. Par Dragon... woh bilkul khamosh the.
10 minute. Sirf 10 minute mein, 99 jism zameen par tukdon mein pade the. Port ek shamshaan-ghaat ban chuka tha. Sirf Rana zinda tha.
Ab sirf Rana bacha tha. Woh darr se kaanpta hua, apne ghutnon par gir chuka tha.
Revenant dheere-dheere uske paas aaya. Usne Rana ke dono pair kaate. Phir uske dono haath. Rana ek be-bas, cheekhta hua jism ban kar reh gaya.
REVENANT: "Aakhri Baadshah."
Usne apni talwaar uthaya. Ek 'swish' ki awaaz aaya... aur Rana ka sir uske jism se alag hokar, uski aankhein khula hua, zameen par ludhak gaya.
Nishaan, Azaadi Aur Raakh (The Symbol, Freedom and Ash)
MUMBAI PORT - QATL-E-AAM KE BAAD
Baarish ab dheemi ho chuka tha. 6 Dragon uss shamshaan-ghaat ke beech mein khade the. Unke suit par laga khoon baarish ke paani ke saath milkar zameen par laal nadiyaan baha raha tha. Mahaul mein sirf baarish ki boondon aur door samundar ki lehron ki awaaz thi.
Phantom uss container ki taraf badhi jismein ladkiyan qaid thi. Container par ek bhaari, zang laga hua tala tha. Phantom ne apni katana uthayi. Ek pal ke liye uski talwaar baarish ki boondon mein nahayi, aur phir ek 'ziiing' ki awaaz ke saath, usne ek hi vaar mein uss mote taale ko makhan ki tarah kaat diya.
Usne darwaza khola.
Andar, darjanon ladkiyan, ek doosre se lipti, darr se kaanp rahi thi. Unhone saamne ek kaatil ko dekha, jiske suit se khoon tapak raha tha, aur unki saansein ruk gayi.
Phantom ne kuch nahi kaha. Usne apni khoon se sani katana ko dheere se zameen par rakh di. Ek ishara... ki woh unhe nuksaan pahunchane nahi aayi. Phir woh apne ghutnon par baithi aur ek choti si, sabse dari hui ladki ki taraf apna haath badhaya. Uska ishara saaf tha. "Tum ab azaad ho."
Ussi waqt, Juggernaut doosre container ki taraf gaya, jismein drugs ke crate bhare the. Usne darwaze ko pakda aur apni bepanah taqat se use uske kabzon se ukhad kar door phenk diya. Andar, croreon ka nasha rakha tha. Juggernaut ne apne suit se ek chota sa, high-tech incendiary grenade nikaala, uska timer set kiya, aur use crates ke beech mein rakh diya.
Tempest ne ek spray paint ka can nikaala aur ek container par wahi RED DRAGON ka symbol bana diya. Aur uske neeche likha: THE LORD OF FLAME…
Helicopters se doosre rassee neeche aa chuke the. Ek helicopter khaas taur par un ladkiyon ko wahan se surakshit nikaalne ke liye tha. Jaise hi ladkiyon ko uss helicopter mein bithaya gaya, 6 Dragon ne apne rasse pakde aur aasman ki taraf uthne lage.
Jaate-jaate Revenant ne neeche uss shamshaan-ghaat ko dekha.
Tabhi...
"BOOOOOOOOM!"
Drugs wala container ek aag ke vishaal gole mein tabdeel ho gaya. Aag ki laptein aasman mein itni unchi uthi ki ek pal ke liye port par din nikal aaya. Uss roshni mein, neeche ka manzar aur bhi bhayanak lag raha tha—100 laashein, tukdon mein bikhra hua, aur deewar par chamakta woh Red Dragon ka nishaan.
6 Dragon uss aag ki roshni ke saamne, aasman mein uthte hue, qayamat ke farishte lag rahe the.
Maalik Ka Raaz (The Master's Secret)
MUMBAI SKYSCRAPER - KHUFIYA KAMRA
Hazaaron feet upar, Mumbai ke ek bade se skyscraper ke sabse upari manzil par, ek khufiya kamra tha. Kamre ki deewar kaanch ki thi, jahan se baarish mein bheegta sheher dikh raha tha. Wahi sheher jahan neeche abhi-abhi qayamat barsa tha.
Andhere mein, ek shakhs uss kaanch ki deewar ke saamne khada tha. Uska chehra nahi dikh raha tha, sirf ek silhouette.
Uske paas rakha ek secure satellite phone baja.
Doosri taraf se Revenant ki awaaz aaya, ab bina distortion ke. Ek aisi awaaz jo jawaan tha, par jismein sadiyon ka thandak tha.
REVENANT: "Mission complete, Boss."
Uss shakhs ne kuch nahi kaha. Bas call kaat diya.
Usne apni nigahein saamne desk par rakhe ek silver photo frame par tikaya. Frame ka rukh uski taraf tha, isliye photo mein kaun tha, yeh ek raaz tha. Usne apni ungliyan uss frame par phera, jaise kisi bahut anmol cheez ko sehla raha ho.
Uski khamoshi toota, aur uske dimaag mein ek awaaz goonja. Ek aisi awaaz jismein nafrat, intezaar, aur bepanah dard tha.
"Kab... kab aayega woh waqt... jab main aapse milunga?"
Anjaan Dastak (An Unknown Knock)
HOSTEL ROOM 214 - RAVI KA KAMRA
Amit aur Kabir abhi tak uss khabar ke sadme mein the. Unke zehen mein baar-baar wahi CCTV footage ghoom raha tha.
Ravi apne kamre mein wapas aaya. Woh chup-chaap apni desk par baith gaya. Usne ek saade kagaz ka tukda liya. Uske haath mein ek pen tha.
Amit aur Kabir use hairat se dekh rahe the.
Ravi ne pen se uss kagaz par kuch banana shuru kiya. Uski haath bilkul sthir the. Dheere-dheere, usne newspaper mein dekhe uss symbol ko, uss Red Dragon ko, kagaz par utaar diya. Bilkul waisa hi... jaise usne use pehle bhi kayi baar banaya ho.
Usne drawing poori ki. Phir woh uss kagaz par bane Dragon ko ghoorta raha. Uska chehra bilkul shaant tha, par uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb sa toofan tha. Jaise woh uss Dragon se koi anjaani, purani bhasha mein baat kar raha ho.
RAVI (Inner Monologue, uski awaaz uske dimaag mein goonj raha tha):
"Chhe log... 100 laashein. Yeh qaatil nahi, ek sena hai. Ek naya khiladi is bisaat par utar chuka hai. Aur inka nishaan... Dragon."
Uske honthon par ek halka, na ke barabar, muskaan aaya.
"Yeh sheher ab aur bhi khatarnak hone wala hai. Sawaal yeh nahi ki yeh kaun hain. Sawaal yeh hai... ki yeh mere taraf hain, ya mere khilaaf."
Usne uss kagaz ko fold kiya aur apni kitaab ke andar rakh liya. Jaise ek Baadshah ne ek naye, anjaan, par taqatwar mohre ko apni bisaat par jagah de di ho.
Woh utha aur apne agle kaam ke liye taiyaar hone laga, jaise kuch hua hi na ho. Par Amit aur Kabir jaante the... kuch bahut bada ho chuka tha. Ek naye, anjaane toofan ne dastak de diya tha. Aur unka dost, Ravi... woh uss toofan se dar nahi raha tha.
Woh uss toofan ka swagat karne ke liye taiyaar tha.
DEHSHAT KE SAAYE (Shadows of Terror)
Sheher Mein Khauf (Fear in the City)
Mumbai Port par hui wehshi qatl-e-aam ki khabar ek aag nahi, ek aisi mahamaari ban kar phaila jisne desh ki rooh ko beemar kar diya. Yeh khabar ab sirf TV screens par nahi, har insaan ke dimaag mein ek zinda manzar ban kar chal rahi thi. 100 kate sir, haath aur pair... aur woh ek nishaan... RED DRAGON.
Desh ka poora underworld ek anjaane khauf ke saaye mein aa gaya. Bade se bade gangster apne bil mein chhip gaye. Raaton ki saude-baazi band ho gaya. Har phone call ab record kiya jaane laga. Har saaye mein ab maut dikhne laga. Ek naya Baadshah aa chuka tha, jiska chehra kisi ne nahi dekha tha, par jiske kaam ne shaitaan ko bhi sharminda kar diya tha.
Khabar (The News)
MUMBAI – SUBAH KE NEWSROOM
TV screens blink karte hain.
Breaking news har channel pe chal raha hai.
Anchor (gabhraahat bhari awaaz mein):
“Kal raat Mumbai port par hui qatl-e-aam ne poori duniya ko hila diya hai. Sources ke mutabiq, laasho ki taadaad 100 se zyada hai… aur sab ki maut ek hi naam ke saaye mein hui hai…
RED DRAGON – THE LORD OF FLAME.”
container ki deewar par woh laal symbol dikh raha hai.
Aag se jalta hua dragon, aankhon se tapakti laali, neeche khoon se likha:
“The Lord of Flame.”
Delhi Ki Darbar Mein Dehshat
PRIME MINISTER'S OFFICE, DELHI - SHAAM
Delhi. Desh ki takht. Jahan se poore mulk ka niyati likha jaata hai. Aaj Prime Minister ke office ka mahaul behad gambhir tha. Lambi mahogany table par desh ke sabse bade neta aur suraksha agency ke pramukh baithe the. Sabke chehre par chinta ki gehri lakeerein the.
Saamne lagi ek bade LED screen par Mumbai Port ke qatl-e-aam ki tasveerein flash ho raha tha. Khoon se lathpath containers, kate hue jism ke tukde, aur har jagah chamakta woh RED DRAGON ka nishaan.
Prime Minister apne chair par baithe the, unki aankhon mein gussa aur bechaini saaf dikh raha tha. Unke theek bagal mein, Cabinet Minister Vikramaditya Rathore baithe the, unka chehra peela pada hua tha. Unki saansein tez chal raha tha, jaise woh andar hi andar kisi gehri uljhan se guzar rahe ho.
DEFENSE MINISTER (Aawaz mein ghabrahat):
"Sir, yeh maamla sirf underworld ya drug cartel tak seemit nahi hai. 100 log, itni brutal tareeke se maare gaye... aur hamare paas koi lead nahi. Yeh kaam insaano ka ho hi nahi sakta."
HOME MINISTER (Gusse mein table thapthapate hue):
"Yeh seedhe-seedhe hamari suraksha par hamla hai! Yeh log kaun hain? Kahan se aaye? Aur inka maqsad kya hai? Kya yeh koi aatankwadi sangathan hai? Koi naya, anjaan khatra?"
Prime Minister ne ek gehri saans liye, unke nigahein seedhe Vikramaditya Rathore par tike.
PRIME MINISTER:
"Vikramaditya ji, aapke ilaaqe mein, aapki naak ke neeche yeh sab hua hai. Mumbai Port aapki ministry ke under aata hai. Kya aapke paas koi information hai jo humse chhipayi jaa rahi hai?"
Vikramaditya Rathore ka gala sookh gaya. Woh paseene-paseene ho rahe the. ek p
VIKRAMADITYA RATHORE (Kaanpti awaaz mein):
"Sir... Prime Minister... Hum... hum jaanch kar rahe hain. Har angle se... Par yeh... yeh bilkul naya tareeka hai. Aisa pehle kabhi nahi dekha gaya. Hamare paas filhaal koi thos saboot nahi hai. ye gang naya hai ,Par... (unhone ek pal ke liye ruka, jaise koi gehra raaz chhipa rahe ho) ...kuch purani kahanio mein aise nishaano ka zikr milta hai. Kuch aise log... jo sirf mitaane mein vishwas rakhte the."
Unke chehre par sirf darr nahi, ek aisi dehshat tha jo unke andar ke gehre raazon se juda tha. Prime Minister ne unki taraf sandeh bhari nazar se dekha.
PRIME MINISTER:
"Hum is masle ko halke mein nahi le sakte. Poore desh mein High Alert jaari kiya jaaye. Aur Vikramaditya ji, main chahta hoon ki aap personally is jaanch ki nigrani karein. Agar iske peeche koi purani dushmani hai, toh uska pata lagaya jaaye. Koi bhi raaz, koi bhi connection... chhipa nahi rehna chahiye."
Vikramaditya ne bas sir jhuka diya. Unhe pata tha, ab unki neend haram hone wala the. Red Dragon ki aag unke darwaze tak pahunch chuke the.
Baap-Bete Ki Baazi
ARJUN'S ROOM - PHONE CALL
Arjun ke phone par uske pita, Cabinet Minister Vikramaditya Rathore ka call aaya. Unki awaaz mein ab ghamand nahi, ek anjaani bechaini aur gussa saaf tha jo Prime Minister ke office se mila tha.
VIKRAMADITYA (Phone par, awaaz mein gussa aur darr):
"Yeh kya ho raha hai Mumbai mein?! Poori government hila hua hai! Prime Minister khud mujhse sawaal kar rahe hain! Arjun, main aakhri baar keh raha hoon... apne aap ko har tarah ke jhanjhat se door rakhna. Yeh waqt naazuk hai. Ek anjaani taqat ubhar raha hai... aur main nahi chahta ki uski aag hamare mehal tak pahunche. Yeh koi aam gunde nahi hain, beta... inke peeche koi bahut purana hisaab hai... ek aisa hisaab jiske liye kayi log dafna diye gaye the."
ARJUN:
"Aap chinta mat kijiye, Dad. Main sab sambhal lunga. Yahan school mein sab aam hai."
Arjun ne jhooth bola. Woh jaanta tha ki school mein kuch bhi aam nahi hai. Ek taraf Ravi ka khauf... aur ab is Red Dragon ki dehshat. Use pehli baar ehsaas ho raha tha ki power aur paisa... har toofan ko nahi rok sakte. Uska puri duniya, uske dad ke banaye hue surakshit duniya, ab dararon se bhar raha tha.
VIKRAMADITYA (Awaaz ab ek zehreelee sargoshi mein badal gaya):
"Aam? Kuch bhi aam nahi hai, bewakoof! Aur sabse bada chinta... Arjun... woh log. Woh container. Police keh raha hai ki un ladkiyon ko wahan se nikaal liya gaya. Woh... woh hamara maal tha, Arjun!"
Arjun ke haath se phone chhoot-te chhoot-te bacha. Uske kaano mein jaise garam sheesha pighla kar daal diya gaya ho. Uska dimaag sunn ho gaya.
ARJUN (Hklate hue): "H-hamara...?"
VIKRAMADITYA (Dahaadte hue, par dheemi awaaz mein):
"Haan, hamara! Unmein se ek bhi zinda hum tak nahi pahunchni chahiye. Police, agencies... kisi ke haath lagne se pehle unhe khamosh kar do. I don't care how. Dhoondo unhe jitne admi chahiye sab lagao chahe assmaan mein dhundo yah patal mein khadedo , unko hamesha ke liye khamosh kar do. Hamesha ke liye! Samjhe tum?!"
Call cut gaya. Arjun wahin pathar ka but bana khada raha. Uska school ka khel, Ravi se uska dushmani... sab kuch ab bachkaana lag raha tha. Ab yeh izzat ka nahi, wajood ka ladai tha. Agar woh ladkiyan mil gaye, toh Rathore samrajya... raaton-raat mitti mein mil jaayega.
THE HANDLER'S OFFICE (UNKNOWN LOCATION)
Ek behad modern, kaanch ke bane office mein, jahan se poora sheher dikhta tha, The Handler khada tha. Uska chehra hamesha ki tarah shaant tha, par uska ungliyan, jo ek mehenge pen ko ghuma raha tha, unke raftaar thoda tez tha.
Screen par Alisha ka chehra tha.
ALISHA:
"Report. Mumbai Port... yeh hamare plan ka hissa nahi tha. Rana hamare liye ek zaroori mohra tha Mumbai mein. Uske zariye hum Rathore parivaar par pressure banane wale the."
THE HANDLER (Aawaz patthar jaisa thanda) :
"Mohre ab zinda kahan bachte hain, Alisha. Jab bisaat(power) par ek naya khiladi aa jaaye... jo khelne nahi, sirf bisaat ko hi jala dene mein vishwas rakhta ho. Red Dragon... yeh naam maine pehle kabhi nahi suna. Yeh aam log nahi hain. Inke training, inke hathiyaar, inka style... sab kuch ek alag hi level ka hai. Yeh hamare khel ko bigaad sakte hain."
ALISHA:
"Toh ab kya hukm hai? Kya Manali ka plan ab bhi waisa hi hai?"
THE HANDLER:
"Ab Manali ka plan aur bhi zaroori ho gaya hai. Is Red Dragon ki wajah se desh mein saare sehron par har taraf agencies ke nazar hai. Ravi ko Dilli mein haath lagana ab bewakoofi hogi. Manali... wahan ki barf har nishaan, har laash ko chhipa lega. Par ab tumhara kaam double hai. Ravi ko uske ateet ka aaina dikhao... aur is Red Dragon ki parchhayi tak pahunchne ki koshish karo. Pata lagao... yeh aag kahan se laga hai.
Raaz Ki Talaash (The Search for a Secret)
Andhere Mein Ek Roshni
Ravi ne agle do din ek saaye ki tarah guzare. Uska dimaag ek supercomputer ki tarah Mumbai ki har khabar, har footage, har detail ko process kar raha tha. Woh jaanta tha ki yeh Red Dragon aam nahi hain. Unki brutal kaaryavahi ke peeche ek sateek, calculated plan tha. Woh sirf maar nahi rahe the, woh ek paigaam de rahe the.
Cyber café mein, raat ke andhere mein, jab poora sheher so jaata, Ravi ka asli kaam shuru hota.
Usne apne encrypted laptop par uss grainy CCTV footage ko hazaaron baar dekha. Usne har frame ko enhance kiya. Woh unke kaatilana moves ko nahi, unke wajood ke saboot ko dhoondh raha tha.
Aur aakhirkaar... use woh mila.
Ek frame, jo sirf 0.5 second ke liye tha. Jismein Tempest (Raiden) ek gunde ke gardan kaatne ke liye hawa mein uchhla tha. Uske armor suit ke ghutne ke aage ka hissa, jo zameen se takraya tha, uss par baarish ke paani aur khoon ke beech, ek aur cheez laga tha—ek behad baareek, kaale rang ka resha. Ek aisa material jo aam kapdon ya military gear mein istemaal nahi hota.
RAVI (Inner Monologue, uss reshe par zoom karte hue):
"Carbon-fiber composite... infused with liquid crystal polymer. Yeh tech aam nahi hai. Yeh prototype hai... jo duniya ki sirf 2-3 private defense corporations bana rahe hain. Yeh log sirf yoddha nahi... yeh kisi bahut taqatwar shakhs ke niji sena hain."
Ab uske paas ek lead tha. Ek aisi lead jo use aag ke uss dariya tak le jaa sakta tha.
Par woh nahi jaanta tha ke jab woh andhere mein roshni dhoondh raha tha, toh ek aur saaya uss roshni par nazar rakhe hue tha.
Hostel ke saamne wali building ki chhat par, Aarav (Phoenix) binoculars se Ravi ke kamre ke khidki ko dekh raha tha. Usne Ravi ko laptop par kaam karte dekha.
Phoenix (Inner Monologue):
"Tum uss raaste par jaa rahe ho, Shehzaade, jahan sirf maut hai. Mujhe tumhein unse bachana hoga... aur shayad, unhe tumse."
Dhokhe Ka Jaal (The Web of Deceit)
Naya Hukm, Naya Mohra
Red Dragon ki dehshat ne har taraf saazishon ke naye jaal bun diye the.
Sia ke phone par Dada Sahab ka call aaya. Unki awaaz mein bhi ek anjaani chinta tha.
DADA SAHAB:
"Sia beti, Mumbai mein jo hua... woh hamare khel ke liye khatra ban sakta hai. Ek anjaani taqat ne bisaat par kadam rakha hai. Humein jaanna hoga ki Rathore parivaar iske baare mein kya jaanta hai. Tumhara naya mission... Arjun ke zariye, Vikramaditya Rathore ke raazon tak pahunchna hai. Pata lagao, yeh Red Dragon kaun hain."
Sia ka dil kaanp gaya. Uska mission ab aur bhi khatarnak ho chuka tha.
Agle din, Sia ne himmat karke Arjun se baat ki.
SIA (Chehre par masoom chinta laate hue):
"Arjun, yeh... yeh jo Mumbai mein hua... kitna darawna hai. Tumhare dad toh minister hain... kya unhe kuch pata hai, yeh kaun log hain?"
Arjun, Sia ki parwah dekh kar, apni authority saabit karne ka mauka nahi chhodna chahta tha.
ARJUN (Ek jhoothi, jaankari bhari awaaz mein):
"Official reports mein kuch nahi hai. Par... (woh thoda jhuka)... aisi afwah hai ki yeh log koi aam syndicate nahi hain. Inke peeche... koi bahut purani, khooni dushmani hai. Aur inka target sirf criminal nahi... kuch aur bhi hai."
Yeh chhoti si jaankari... par Sia ke liye bahut badi thi. Usne Dada Sahab ko report karne ka soch liya. Par woh nahi jaanti thi ki unki is 'private' baat-cheet ko kayi nigahein dekh rahi thi.
Ravi ne unhe door se dekha. Alisha ne unhe dekha. class mein aur bhi nigahein dekhe. Aur sabne ek hi matlab nikaala... Sia aur Arjun kareeb aa rahe hain.
Anjaam Se Pehle (Before the End)
Aakhri Taiyaari
Ravi ab samajh chuka tha. Khel ab kayi hisson mein bant chuka tha. Ek taraf Red Dragon... ek anjaani, brutal sena. Doosri taraf The Handler... jo use uske ateet ke jaal mein phansana chahta hai. Teesri taraf Arjun... jo use school mein tabah karna chahta hai. Chauthi taraf Phoenix... ek anjaan pehredaar jiska maqsad ek raaz hai. Aur in sabke beech... Sia, jo anjaane mein har aag ke kareeb jaa rahi thi.
Manali trip ab sirf kuch hi din door tha.
RAAT KE WAQT
Ravi apne kamre mein baitha tha. Ek taraf uske haath mein woh kaale reshe ka sample tha jo usne footage se nikaala tha. Doosri taraf uske haath mein woh aadhi jali hui, lakdi ki chidiya tha jo Phoenix ne use diya tha.
RAVI (Inner Monologue): "Ek taraf woh... jo sheher ko jala rahe hain. Doosri taraf woh... jo mujhe jalana chahte hain. Aur beech mein main."
Usne ek gehri saans liya.
"Yeh sheher ab ek shamshaan hai. Shayad Manali ki barf... is aag ko thanda kar sake."
Uske honthon par ek ajeeb si, khatarnak muskaan aaya.
"Ya shayad... wahan ek nayi aag lagega. Ek aisa aag... jismein is baar sirf dushman nahi... har raaz, har dhokha, har saazish... sab kuch jal kar raakh ho jaayega."
[PART 2 Ke Liye Intezaar Karein...]
RAKHT SE LIKHA IBAARAT (A Message Written in Blood)
Zehen Ka Khel
SCHOOL CAMPUS - AGLE KUCH DIN
Freshers' Party ke baad, campus ki hawa mein oxygen se zyada tension ghul chuka tha. Arjun Rathore bhale hi sabke liye hero ban gaya tha, par uske apne zehen mein ek jung chhid chuka tha. Ravi Mishra naam ka khauf uske dimaag par haavi ho gaya tha.
Classroom mein, Arjun ne jaan-boojhkar Sia ke bagal mein baithna shuru kar diya. Uska maqsad saaf tha—Sia ko jeetna aur Ravi ko uski aukaat dikhana. Par ab uska har muskaan ke peeche ek darr tha.
Ek din lunch break mein, Arjun apne doston ke saath lawn mein baitha tha. Ravi, Amit aur Kabir unse thodi doori par baithe the. Ravi ne kuch nahi kiya. Woh bas utha, aur paani peene ke liye unke paas se guzra. Guzarte waqt, uska nigahein ek second ke liye Sameer se takraya.
Uss ek second mein, Sameer ka chehra safed pad gaya. Uske haath se sandwich neeche gir gaya aur woh saaf taur par kaanpne laga.
Arjun ne yeh dekh liya. Uski muthiyan bheench gaya. Ravi ne ek lafz nahi kaha tha, par uski khamoshi ne hi Arjun ke camp mein dehshat paida kar diya tha. Yeh ehsaas ki Ravi sab jaanta hai, Arjun ko andar hi andar khaaye jaa raha tha.
ARJUN (Inner Monologue):
"Izzat, power, paisa... sab kuch hai mere paas. Par uss ek sadak-chhaap ladke ka khamosh nigahein... meri saltanat ke deewaron mein darar daal raha hain. Woh lafzon se nahi, saanson se ladata hai. Uske andar aisa kaun sa aag hai jo mera shohrat ke dhoop se bhi nahi bujhta? Manali... Manali uska aakhri manzil hoga. Uss barf mein main uske naam aur uske wajood, dono ko dafan kar dunga."
Doosri taraf, Sia ki kashmakash badhti jaa rahi thi. Ravi usse aise door bhaag raha tha jaise woh koi beemari ho. Jab bhi woh usse baat karne ki koshish karti, woh raasta badal leta. Is beech, Alisha ne mauke ka poora fayda uthaya. Woh aksar Ravi ke paas baithti, usse ajeeb-o-gareeb sawaal poochti.
Ek din, canteen mein Sia ne dekha ki Alisha Ravi ke kaan mein kuch keh rahi hai aur Ravi ke chehre par wahi dard bhara, lekin khatarnak bhaav hai. Sia ka dil toot gaya. Use laga jaise Ravi aur Alisha ke beech koi aisa gehra raaz hai jismein uske liye koi jagah nahi.
Alisha is aag mein ghee ka kaam kar rahi thi. Woh Ravi ke kareeb rehne ka koi mauka nahi chhodti. Unki baatein aam nahi hoti thi.
ALISHA (Library mein, Ravi ke paas baithkar, sargoshi mein):
"Suna hai Kashmir ki kuch haveliyon mein aaj bhi unki cheekhein goonjti hain jinka hisaab adhoora reh gaya. Unhe sukoon kaise milta hoga... jab unka 'Shehzaada' yahan dushmano ke beech chup-chaap baitha hai?"
Ravi kitaab se nazar uthaye bina jawaab deta.
RAVI: "Kuch cheekhein sirf kaano se nahi, waqt aane par rooh se sune jaate hain."
Unki yeh coded baatein Sia ko aur tod rahi thi. Use lag raha tha ki Ravi ki andheri duniya mein uske liye koi jagah nahi, par Alisha uss andhere ka hissa thi. Apne mission ko poora karne ki majboori aur Ravi ko khone ka darr... is kashmakash mein, woh apne mission aur apne dil ke beech phansi Sia, dheere-dheere Arjun ki taraf jhukne lagi—ya kam se kam, duniya ko aisa dikhane lagi
SIA (Apne mann mein, aaine mein khud ko dekhte hue): "Tum ek sipahi ho, Sia. Jazbaaton mein behna tumhara kaam nahi. Par yeh dil... yeh dil har baar ussi anjaan toofan ki taraf kyun khincha chala jaata hai?"
Khel ab har taraf se gehra ho raha tha. Dosti, dushmani aur anjaane rishte... sab ek aise mod par the jahan se aage sirf tabahi ka raasta tha..
Gumnaam Saaye Ki Talaash : LAJPAT NAGAR MARKET, BACK ALLEYS - RAAT
Ravi ke dimaag se uss andheri gali ka manzar nahi nikal raha tha. Woh anjaan ladka... Phoenix. Uska fighting style... uska raftaar... uskabrutal efficiency. Woh koi aam fighter nahi tha. Woh ek trained killer tha.
Inn sawaalon ka jawaab dhoondhne, Ravi ne akele hi un galiyon mein wapas jaane ka faisla kiya. Yeh Ravi, school ka student nahi tha. Yeh ek shikaari tha, jo apne shikaar ke nishaan dhoondh raha tha.
Cyber café se kaam khatam karke, woh usi badnaam gali mein daakhil hua. Street light ab bhi jhilmila raha tha. Zameen par sookhe khoon ke dhabbe ab bhi maujood the. Ravi ne ek expert ki tarah poori jagah ko scan kiya.
Deewar par, jahan Phoenix ne ek gunde ka sir patka tha, Ravi ka nazar ek cheez par pada. Khoon ke nishaan ke theek neeche, concrete ke darar mein ek chota sa, ajeeb sa cheez phansa hua tha.
Usne use bahar nikaala. Woh ek chhota sa, kaale metal ka ansh tha. Ek custom-made shuriken ka toota hua kona. Uska design aam nahi tha. Uske upar ek behad baareek nishaan khuda hua tha—ek pankh (feather) ka.
RAVI (Inner Monologue): "Phoenix... aag se uthne wala panchi. Yeh uska nishaan hai. Yeh koi aam hathiyaar nahi. Yeh kisi khaas clan ya group ka hai."
Usne uss tukde ko apni muthi mein bheench liya. Ab uske paas Phoenix tak pahunchne ka ek raasta tha.
Kamre Mein Toofan (KHOON KI BARISH)
HOSTEL ROOM 214 - SUBAH
Agli subha.Subah aam tha, par aane wala toofan aam nahi tha. Room No. 214 mein, Kabir hamesha ki tarah, music ki tez dhun par push-ups laga raha tha. Uska har push-up Manali mein ladkiyon ko impress karne ki taiyaari ka hissa tha. Doosri taraf, Ravi, ek kone mein, khidki se aati subah ki halki roshni mein ek aisi kitaab padh raha tha jiske panne kaale the aur lafz safed. Uske chehre par ek aisi shaanti tha jo kisi samundar ka satah par hota hai, jabki uski gehraaiyon mein hazaaron jwalamukhi phatne ko taiyaar ho.
Kamre ka darwaza ek dhamake ke saath khula.
Amit.
Woh haanf raha tha, uska chehra safed pada tha jaise usne bhoot dekh liya ho. Uske haath mein newspaper aur, uska phone tha, jiski screen par ek video chal raha tha.
AMIT (Awaaz mein dehshat aur hairat): "Ravi... Kabir... Yeh... yeh dekho! B...Bhai, yeh kya hai?!"
Kabir ne music band kiya. "Kya hai, yaar? Subah-subah Bhootnath ban kar kyun aa gaya?"
Amit ne kaanpte haathon se newspaper aur phone unke aage kar diya. Screen par ek grainy, black-and-white CCTV footage chal raha tha.
Location: Mumbai Port.
Manzar bhayanak tha. Itna bhayanak ki Kabir ke chehre se muskaan gayab ho gaya aur uski jagah khauf ne le liya.
AMIT: "Yeh... yeh kal raat ka hai. Mumbai Port. National news par aag laga hua hai. Kal raat wahan... qayamat aaya tha."
Usne phone ke neeche rakha newspaper uthaya.
Headline aisi tha jaise kaale lahu se likha gaya ho:
MUMBAI PORT PAR KHOONI TAANDAV ! 100 LONGON KE KATE SIR, HATH AUR PER , EK ANZAAN 'RED DRAGON' KA NISHAAN!
Newspaper ke andar ki khabar aur bhi rooh ko kaanpa dene wala tha:
"Kal der raat, Mumbai Port ek shamshaan-ghaat mein tabdeel ho gaya. Ek aisa wehshi ghatna ko anjaam diya gaya hai jise bayaan karne ke liye lafz kam pad rahe hain. Sutron ke anusaar, yahan sheher ke sabse bade drug aur human trafficking syndicates mein se ek ka deal ho raha tha. Isi beech, 6 anjaan hamlavaron ne wahan aisa khooni taandav kiya jise sunkar shaitaan ki rooh bhi kaanp jaaye. CCTV footage ke anusaar, in 6 saayon ne 100 se bhi zyada hathiyaarband logon ko na sirf maara, balki unke jismon ko tukdon mein kaat diya. Har laash ke haath, pair aur sir jism se alag paaye gaye. Hamlavaron ne apne peeche sirf ek nishaan chhoda hai—ek container par spray paint se bana RED DRAGON ka symbol, jiske muh se aag nikal raha hai aur uske niche likha hai THE LORD OF FLAME. Mumbai Police ke commissioner ne ise 'desh ke itihaas ka sabse wehshi aur aatankit karne wala qatl-e-aam' bataya hai. Unka kehna hai ki yeh kaam insaano ka nahi ho sakta. Police ke paas un 6 hamlavaron ke baare mein koi jaankari nahi hai. Woh kaun the? Kahan se aaye? Aur aakar aisi tabaahi macha kar kahan gayab ho gaye? Yeh sawaal poore desh ki suraksha agencies ko pareshan kar raha hai."
Kabir ne newspaper ko ghoora. "Bhai... haath, pair, sir... sab kaat diya? 100 logon ka? 6 logon ne? Yeh... yeh insaan nahi ho sakte. Yeh pret-sena hai."
Amit ne phone par video play kiya. Footage mein saaye the, talwaarein the, aur aisi cheekhein tha jo ab khamosh ho chuka tha.
AMIT:
"Logic kehta hai yeh impossible hai. Yeh qatl-e-aam hai. Ek aisi safaai jaise koi sheher se kachra saaf kar raha ho." 6 log 100 trained guards ko nahi maar sakte. Unka speed... unka technique... yeh normal nahi hai."
Dono ne Ravi ki taraf dekha. Unhe ummeed tha ki Ravi bhi unki tarah hairaan hoga, ya darega.
Par Ravi ke chehre par koi bhaav nahi tha. Bilkul shaant. Jaise woh Mumbai ka nahi, apne hostel ke notice board ki khabar padh raha ho. Usne Amit ke haath se newspaper liya. Uski nigahein uss Red Dragon ke symbol par tika.
Ek pal ke liye... sirf ek pal ke liye... uski aankhon mein ek aisi chamak aaya jaise ek sadiyon purana, soya hua Baadshah jaag utha ho. Ek aisi chamak jismein ghamand, taqat aur tabaahi, sab kuch tha. Par agle hi pal, woh chamak gayab ho gaya. Uska aankhein phir se wahi shaant samundar ban gaya.
Usne newspaper fold kiya, use table par rakha, aur bina ek lafz kahe, kamre se bahar chala gaya.
Amit aur Kabir ek doosre ko dekhte reh gaye. Ravi ka iss tarah shaant rehna... uss bhayanak khabar se bhi zyada darawna tha.
Rakht Sagar (Ocean of Blood)
(FLASHBACK - PICHHLI RAAT)
Saude Baazi
MUMBAI PORT - AADHI RAAT
Mumbai Port... jahan din mein karobaar hota hai, aur raat mein saude. Aaj ki raat, samundar ki lehron se zyada shor container yard ke Area 9 mein tha. Bhari baarish ho raha tha. Aasman kaala tha, jaise usne bhi aane wala tabaahi par apni aankhein band kar liya ho.
Bade-bade containers, jo zang laga hua steel ke kabrein lag rahe the, isi ke beech mein, sheher ka sabse bada human trafficking ka kingpin, RANA , khada tha. Uske chaaron taraf 100 se bhi zyada hathiyaarband guard the.
Ek container ka darwaza khula. Andar darjanon masoom ladkiyan, darr se kaanpti hui, bhedon ki tarah bhari hui thi.
RANA (Apne client se, ek wehshi hansi ke saath):
"Maal fresh hai. Bilkul naya. Jaisa tumne maanga tha."
Deal ho raha tha. Masoom zindagiyon ka sauda ho raha tha. Rana ko laga ki woh is andheri duniya ka Baadshah hai. Par woh bhool gaya tha... har Baadshah ke upar ek aasman hota hai. Aur aaj, woh aasman phatne wala tha.
Aasman Se Utri Qayamat
"BOOOOOOM!"
Ek zabardast dhamaka hua. Ek rocket launcher se nikla aag ka gola Rana se kuch hi doori par rakhe ek khaali container se takraya. Container hawa mein ek khilone ke tarah uchhal gaya aur blast….
Sab kuch achanak hua. Rana ke guards isse pehle ki apni position le paate...
Baarish aur andhere ko cheerta hua, do kaale, military-grade stealth helicopter bina kisi awaaz ke unke theek upar aa khade hue. Unke rotors ki awaaz baarish ke shor mein daba hua tha.
Helicopters se 6 rassee neeche aaye. Aur un par se 6 saaye, maut ke farishton ke tarah, neeche koode.
Woh zameen par aise utre jaise unke jism mein wazan hi na ho. Un sabne ek jaisa, red aur black rang ka, lightweight armor suit pehna tha. Unke chehre kaale, tactical helmets ke peeche chhipe the. Aur un sabke seene par... ek hi nishaan tha. Ek Red Dragon, jiske muh se aag ka laptein nikal raha tha.
Unke naam itihaas mein likhe jaane wale the:
- Revenant (Wapas aaya hua rooh, jo sirf maut deta hai)
- Tempest (Aandhi jo sab kuch udaa le jaata hai)
- Juggernaut (Ek unstoppable demon force)
- Phantom (Jo sirf saaya bankar khatam kare)
- Havoc & Vortex (Tabahi aur Bhawar ki judwa jodi)
Pret KA Awaaz
Rana aur uske aadmi unhe dekh kar jam se gaye. 100 se zyada log... aur unke saamne sirf 6.
Un 6 mein se ek, jiske suit par dragon ka design baakiyon se thoda alag tha, aage badha. Uska naam REVENANT (Saaya) tha.
Rana apne darr par gusse ka naqaab pehen kar hass pada.
RANA (Cheekhte hue):
"tum log ho kaun be , lagta hai kisi circus ke bandar aa gaye! Tum 6... mere 100 aadmiyon se ladoge? Maut ka shauk hai kya?"
REVENANT ruka. Uske helmet ke andar se ek electronically distorted, bilkul be-jazbaat awaaz aaya.
REVENANT:
"Hum insaaf karne nahi aaye, Rana. Insaaf karna uparwale ka kaam hai. Hum bas appointment fix karne aaye hain. Tumne masoomon ki saanson ka sauda kiya... ab tumhare har saans ki keemat tumhare rooh se chukaya jaayega."
"Tum jaise keedon ke liye insaaf nahi hota, Rana. Sirf safaaya hota hai."
RANA (Paaglon ki tarah haste hue):
"Dragon aasman mein udte hain! Zameen pe nahi!Aur Main yahan ka Baadshah hoon!"
REVENANT (Uska aawaz mein pehli baar ek halka sa, kaatilana mithas aaya):
"Aur hum... wohi aasman hain jo tum jaise Baadshahon par qayamat ban kar barasta hai."
Yeh aakhri lafz the jo uss shaanti mein bole gaye.
REVENANT ne ek ishara kiya. Aur phir shuru hua... Qatl-e-aam.
Maut Ka Nritya (The Dance of Death)
Yeh ladai nahi tha. Yeh safaai tha. Ek art form , Brutality ka, tabaahi ka, jise dekh kar shaitaan ka rooh bhi kaanp jaaye.
Rana ke 10 aadmi ek saath unpar toot pade. 6 Dragon ne ek second mein ek circular formation bana liya. Un sabke haathon mein ab ek-ek chamakta hua katana tha, jinpar baarish ki boondein motiyon ki tarah fisal raha tha.
Pehla Vaar - Khamoshi Ka Shor:
Pehli line ke 10 gunde un tak pahunche hi the ki 6 talwaarein ek saath hawa mein naache. Koi awaaz nahi hua. Bas ek 'swish'. Ek pal... sirf ek pal... aur un 10 gundo ke sir unke jism se alag hokar hawa mein udd rahe the. Unki cheekhein unke gale se nikalne se pehle hi, unke be-sir jism zameen par 'thap-thap' karke gir chuke the.
Yeh Dragon ka niyam tha. Jo insaan galat kaam karta hai, uska wajood hi dharti par bojh hai.
Ab manzar saaf tha. 6 Dragon, 90 gundo ke beech mein.
Brutal Action Ka Manzar:
PEHLA VAAR - REVENANT KA INSAAF :
10 gunde ek saath aage badhe. Revenant apni jagah se hila nahi. Usne apni katana ko ek pal ke liye bhi nahi nikaala. Jaise hi pehla gunda uske paas pahuncha, Revenant ka haath ek bijli ke tarah utha aur usne sirf apni do ungliyon se gunde ke gale par vaar kiya. Gunde ki aankhein phail gaya, uske muh se awaaz nahi nikla, aur woh ek bejaan putle ke tarah gir gaya. Heart attack. Doosre par usne ek aisa wrist strike maara ki banda bas gir gaya, jaise uska body off switch ho gaya ho. Baaki 8 yeh dekh kar jam se gaye.
REVENANT: "Tumhara maut itna aasaan nahi hoga." Yeh keh kar usne apni katana ek smooth motion mein nikaala.
Ek gunda jaisa hi paas aaya, usne sirf ek horizontal slash mara – uska sir hawa mein ghoomta hua gaya aur body zameen par khoon ka fountain chhodti gir gaya.
Ek aur gunde ne rifle uthaya, par Revenant ki talwar neeche se uthi aur ek diagonal cut ke saath uske dono pair ghutno se alag ho gaye. Woh chilata hua zameen par gira, par agla vaar uske sir ko dhad se juda kar gaya.
Baaki 6 ek pal ke liye ruk gaye. Revenant ne unhe dekha aur muskaan ke bina, bas ek swish kiya. Ek hi circular arc mein 3 gundo ke haath kandhe se alag ho gaye, khoon ki dhara hawa mein jaise laal dhoondh ban gayi.
REVENANT lad nahi raha tha, woh khel raha tha. Aur 10 gunde uske peeche bhaage. Woh saayon mein gayab ho gaya. Ek gunde ko laga usne . REVENANT ko corner kar liya, par usne apni parchhayi par goli chalaya. Asli REVENANT uske theek peeche khada tha. Usne gunde ka gardan par apna talwaar nahi, uska nok rakha. Revenant chaos ke beech mein ek shaant toofan tha.
REVENANT (Sargoshi mein): "Boo." Gunda darr se hi heart attack se mar gaya. Aur agle hi pal.....
Woh chala, dauda nahi. Ek gunda uspar chillaate hue dauda. Revenant ne sidestep kiya, uski katana ek chandi ki lakeer ki tarah ghooma aur gunde ka talwaar wala haath kandhe se alag ho gaya. Gunda apne kate hue haath ko dekhta hi reh gaya ki agle pal ek aur 'swish' ke saath uska doosra haath bhi hawa mein tha. Isse pehle ki woh dard se cheekh paata, Revenant ka talwaar uske gardan ke aar-paar ho chuka tha. Woh bina kisi emotion ke aage badha. Do gundo ne use gher liya. Revenant ne apni jagah par ek spin liya, uski katana ek yat yat level par ghooma. Ek hi vaar mein dono gundo ke pair ghutno ke neeche se kat gaye. Jab woh cheekhte hue neeche gir rahe the, Revenant ne unhe dekha bhi nahi aur unke sir unke jism se alag kar diye. Uska har harkat ek sadiyon purane, kaatilana sangeet ke tarah tha.
DOOSRA VAAR - TEMPEST (THE STROM):
Woh ek toofan tha. 15 guards ne ek saath uspar goliyan chalaye. Tempest ek spinning blur ban gaya. Uska do talwaarein hawa mein ek bhayanak chakravyuh bana raha tha. Woh goliyon ke beech se ek bijli ki tarah guzra. Ek goli usne apna talwaar ke flat edge se deflect karke uske hi saathi ki aankh ke aar-paar utaar di. Phir woh unke beech mein ek aandhi ki tarah ghusa. Uski talwaarein hawa mein ek X-pattern bana raha tha. Ek pal mein ek aadmi ke dono pair kat te, toh agle pal doosre ki gardan.
Ek guard par usne neeche se upar vaar kiya, talwaar uske jism ko beech se do hisson mein cheerta hua nikal gaya. Agle hi pal, usne spin kiya aur uski doosri talwaar ne ek saath do gundo ke sir kaat diye. Baarish ka paani uske aas-paas laal ho chuka tha. Woh unke beech se aise nikla jaise ek bhookha sher bhedon ke jhund se nikalta hai—peeche sirf kate hue jism ke tukde chhodkar.
Woh mar nahi raha tha, unke jism ke tukde hawa mein bikhar rahe the.
TEESRA VAAR - JUGGERNAUT KA PRAHAAR (The Demon):
Woh taqat tha. Ek hatta-katta gunda shotgun lekar Juggernaut ke taraf dauda. Juggernaut ne uska shotgun ki barrel ko apne ek haath se pakda aur lohe ko mohm ki tarah mod diya. Gunda hairat se dekhta reh gaya. Agle pal, Juggernaut ne wahi shotgun uske haath se chheen kar uske sir par de maara. "DHADAAM!"... sir tarbooz ki tarah phat gaya. Ek aur gunde ko usne ek haath se uthaya aur zameen par aise patka ki concrete mein darar aa gaya.
Agle pal, Juggernaut ne apni bhaari katana nikaala. Yeh talwaar nahi, ek tabaahi ka auzaar tha. Gunde ne doosri taraf bhaagna chaha, par Juggernaut ne talwaar ko ek haath se aise ghumaya jaise woh koi lakdi ka danda ho. 'SWOOSH' ki awaaz ke saath, talwaar gunde ke kamar se takraya aur use do hisson mein kaat diya. Uska upar ka dhad container se jaa takraya aur neeche ludhak gaya. Do aur gundo ne himmat karke uspar hamla kiya. Juggernaut ne ek hi, zabardast vaar mein dono ke sir, kandhe aur chhati ko ek saath cheerta hua talwaar zameen mein gaad diya.
Uske liye yeh gunde insaan nahi, kaanch ke khilone the.
CHAUTHA VAAR - PHANTOM KA JAAL: Rooh Kaanpane Wala Khel:
Woh dhokha thi. Woh saayon mein ghul mil gayi. Ek gunda apne saathi ko pukaar raha tha, jab uske peeche se Phantom nikli. Usne gunde ke muh par haath rakha, uski cheekh ko daba diya, aur apni patli, tez talwaar uske dil mein utaar di. Phir usne uski laash ko ek container ke peeche aise gira diya jaise kuch hua hi na ho. Doosre gunde use dhoondh rahe the. Phantom unke upar ek container par baithi thi. Woh neeche koodi. Ek gunde ke kandhe par land karte hue, usne hawa mein hi uski gardan kaat di. Jab tak doosra gunda palat paata, Phantom ki talwaar uske dono pairon ko kaat chuki thi. Jab woh zameen par gira, Phantom uske upar khadi hui aur talwaar uske sir ke aar-paar utaar di.
Uske baad Usne port par pada lohe ka chain uthayi. Usne 5 zinda bache gundo ko ek saath uss chain se jakad liya. Phir usne unhe ek crane ke hook se aise latka diya jaise woh maans ke putle ho. Zameen se 20 feet upar latke, unke cheekhein aasman mein goonj raha tha. Tab PHAMTOM ne apni talwaar se un paancho ke sir ek hi vaar mein aise kaate jaise koi phalon ki ladi kaat raha ho. Unke be-sir jism crane se latke jhoote rahe.
PAANCHVA VAAR - HAVOC & VORTEX KA BHANWAR:
Judwa ek aise maut the jiska koi tod nahi tha. Woh taal-mel the. Unhone ek 'vortex of steel' banaya. Dono ek dusre ki peeth se peeth jod kar ek toofan ke raftaar se ghoomne lage. Unki talwaarein hawa mein ek chakri ki tarah naach raha tha. Gunde uss chakri mein kheenche chale aa rahe the... aur doosri taraf se unke jism ke tukde nikal rahe the.
Uske baad Ek gunde ne Havoc par hamla kiya. Havoc ne jhuk kar uske dono pair kaat diye. Jab woh cheekhta hua neeche gir raha tha, toh Vortex ne hawa mein hi uska sir kaat diya. Ek aur gunde ko unhone beech mein phansaya. Havoc ne uske saamne block banaya, aur Vortex ne peeche se uska reedh ka haddi apni talwaar se alag kar di. Unka sabse khatarnak move tab aaya jab 5 gunde unpar ek saath toote. Havoc ne zameen par slide karte hue 3 ke pair kaate, jabki Vortex ne hawa mein uchhal kar 2 ke sir kaat diye. Jab tak neeche gire gunde kuch samajh paate, Havoc aur Vortex unke upar the aur unke jism ke tukde kar rahe the.
Jo bhi unke saamne aata, woh do hisson mein bant jaata.
Manzar bhayanak tha. Har taraf khoon, kate hue jism ke tukde aur baarish mein behte lahu ki nadiyaan the. Par Dragon... woh bilkul khamosh the.
10 minute. Sirf 10 minute mein, 99 jism zameen par tukdon mein pade the. Port ek shamshaan-ghaat ban chuka tha. Sirf Rana zinda tha.
Ab sirf Rana bacha tha. Woh darr se kaanpta hua, apne ghutnon par gir chuka tha.
Revenant dheere-dheere uske paas aaya. Usne Rana ke dono pair kaate. Phir uske dono haath. Rana ek be-bas, cheekhta hua jism ban kar reh gaya.
REVENANT: "Aakhri Baadshah."
Usne apni talwaar uthaya. Ek 'swish' ki awaaz aaya... aur Rana ka sir uske jism se alag hokar, uski aankhein khula hua, zameen par ludhak gaya.
Nishaan, Azaadi Aur Raakh (The Symbol, Freedom and Ash)
MUMBAI PORT - QATL-E-AAM KE BAAD
Baarish ab dheemi ho chuka tha. 6 Dragon uss shamshaan-ghaat ke beech mein khade the. Unke suit par laga khoon baarish ke paani ke saath milkar zameen par laal nadiyaan baha raha tha. Mahaul mein sirf baarish ki boondon aur door samundar ki lehron ki awaaz thi.
Phantom uss container ki taraf badhi jismein ladkiyan qaid thi. Container par ek bhaari, zang laga hua tala tha. Phantom ne apni katana uthayi. Ek pal ke liye uski talwaar baarish ki boondon mein nahayi, aur phir ek 'ziiing' ki awaaz ke saath, usne ek hi vaar mein uss mote taale ko makhan ki tarah kaat diya.
Usne darwaza khola.
Andar, darjanon ladkiyan, ek doosre se lipti, darr se kaanp rahi thi. Unhone saamne ek kaatil ko dekha, jiske suit se khoon tapak raha tha, aur unki saansein ruk gayi.
Phantom ne kuch nahi kaha. Usne apni khoon se sani katana ko dheere se zameen par rakh di. Ek ishara... ki woh unhe nuksaan pahunchane nahi aayi. Phir woh apne ghutnon par baithi aur ek choti si, sabse dari hui ladki ki taraf apna haath badhaya. Uska ishara saaf tha. "Tum ab azaad ho."
Ussi waqt, Juggernaut doosre container ki taraf gaya, jismein drugs ke crate bhare the. Usne darwaze ko pakda aur apni bepanah taqat se use uske kabzon se ukhad kar door phenk diya. Andar, croreon ka nasha rakha tha. Juggernaut ne apne suit se ek chota sa, high-tech incendiary grenade nikaala, uska timer set kiya, aur use crates ke beech mein rakh diya.
Tempest ne ek spray paint ka can nikaala aur ek container par wahi RED DRAGON ka symbol bana diya. Aur uske neeche likha: THE LORD OF FLAME…
Helicopters se doosre rassee neeche aa chuke the. Ek helicopter khaas taur par un ladkiyon ko wahan se surakshit nikaalne ke liye tha. Jaise hi ladkiyon ko uss helicopter mein bithaya gaya, 6 Dragon ne apne rasse pakde aur aasman ki taraf uthne lage.
Jaate-jaate Revenant ne neeche uss shamshaan-ghaat ko dekha.
Tabhi...
"BOOOOOOOOM!"
Drugs wala container ek aag ke vishaal gole mein tabdeel ho gaya. Aag ki laptein aasman mein itni unchi uthi ki ek pal ke liye port par din nikal aaya. Uss roshni mein, neeche ka manzar aur bhi bhayanak lag raha tha—100 laashein, tukdon mein bikhra hua, aur deewar par chamakta woh Red Dragon ka nishaan.
6 Dragon uss aag ki roshni ke saamne, aasman mein uthte hue, qayamat ke farishte lag rahe the.
Maalik Ka Raaz (The Master's Secret)
MUMBAI SKYSCRAPER - KHUFIYA KAMRA
Hazaaron feet upar, Mumbai ke ek bade se skyscraper ke sabse upari manzil par, ek khufiya kamra tha. Kamre ki deewar kaanch ki thi, jahan se baarish mein bheegta sheher dikh raha tha. Wahi sheher jahan neeche abhi-abhi qayamat barsa tha.
Andhere mein, ek shakhs uss kaanch ki deewar ke saamne khada tha. Uska chehra nahi dikh raha tha, sirf ek silhouette.
Uske paas rakha ek secure satellite phone baja.
Doosri taraf se Revenant ki awaaz aaya, ab bina distortion ke. Ek aisi awaaz jo jawaan tha, par jismein sadiyon ka thandak tha.
REVENANT: "Mission complete, Boss."
Uss shakhs ne kuch nahi kaha. Bas call kaat diya.
Usne apni nigahein saamne desk par rakhe ek silver photo frame par tikaya. Frame ka rukh uski taraf tha, isliye photo mein kaun tha, yeh ek raaz tha. Usne apni ungliyan uss frame par phera, jaise kisi bahut anmol cheez ko sehla raha ho.
Uski khamoshi toota, aur uske dimaag mein ek awaaz goonja. Ek aisi awaaz jismein nafrat, intezaar, aur bepanah dard tha.
"Kab... kab aayega woh waqt... jab main aapse milunga?"
Anjaan Dastak (An Unknown Knock)
HOSTEL ROOM 214 - RAVI KA KAMRA
Amit aur Kabir abhi tak uss khabar ke sadme mein the. Unke zehen mein baar-baar wahi CCTV footage ghoom raha tha.
Ravi apne kamre mein wapas aaya. Woh chup-chaap apni desk par baith gaya. Usne ek saade kagaz ka tukda liya. Uske haath mein ek pen tha.
Amit aur Kabir use hairat se dekh rahe the.
Ravi ne pen se uss kagaz par kuch banana shuru kiya. Uski haath bilkul sthir the. Dheere-dheere, usne newspaper mein dekhe uss symbol ko, uss Red Dragon ko, kagaz par utaar diya. Bilkul waisa hi... jaise usne use pehle bhi kayi baar banaya ho.
Usne drawing poori ki. Phir woh uss kagaz par bane Dragon ko ghoorta raha. Uska chehra bilkul shaant tha, par uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb sa toofan tha. Jaise woh uss Dragon se koi anjaani, purani bhasha mein baat kar raha ho.
RAVI (Inner Monologue, uski awaaz uske dimaag mein goonj raha tha):
"Chhe log... 100 laashein. Yeh qaatil nahi, ek sena hai. Ek naya khiladi is bisaat par utar chuka hai. Aur inka nishaan... Dragon."
Uske honthon par ek halka, na ke barabar, muskaan aaya.
"Yeh sheher ab aur bhi khatarnak hone wala hai. Sawaal yeh nahi ki yeh kaun hain. Sawaal yeh hai... ki yeh mere taraf hain, ya mere khilaaf."
Usne uss kagaz ko fold kiya aur apni kitaab ke andar rakh liya. Jaise ek Baadshah ne ek naye, anjaan, par taqatwar mohre ko apni bisaat par jagah de di ho.
Woh utha aur apne agle kaam ke liye taiyaar hone laga, jaise kuch hua hi na ho. Par Amit aur Kabir jaante the... kuch bahut bada ho chuka tha. Ek naye, anjaane toofan ne dastak de diya tha. Aur unka dost, Ravi... woh uss toofan se dar nahi raha tha.
Woh uss toofan ka swagat karne ke liye taiyaar tha.
DEHSHAT KE SAAYE (Shadows of Terror)
Sheher Mein Khauf (Fear in the City)
Mumbai Port par hui wehshi qatl-e-aam ki khabar ek aag nahi, ek aisi mahamaari ban kar phaila jisne desh ki rooh ko beemar kar diya. Yeh khabar ab sirf TV screens par nahi, har insaan ke dimaag mein ek zinda manzar ban kar chal rahi thi. 100 kate sir, haath aur pair... aur woh ek nishaan... RED DRAGON.
Desh ka poora underworld ek anjaane khauf ke saaye mein aa gaya. Bade se bade gangster apne bil mein chhip gaye. Raaton ki saude-baazi band ho gaya. Har phone call ab record kiya jaane laga. Har saaye mein ab maut dikhne laga. Ek naya Baadshah aa chuka tha, jiska chehra kisi ne nahi dekha tha, par jiske kaam ne shaitaan ko bhi sharminda kar diya tha.
Khabar (The News)
MUMBAI – SUBAH KE NEWSROOM
TV screens blink karte hain.Breaking news har channel pe chal raha hai.
Anchor (gabhraahat bhari awaaz mein):
“Kal raat Mumbai port par hui qatl-e-aam ne poori duniya ko hila diya hai. Sources ke mutabiq, laasho ki taadaad 100 se zyada hai… aur sab ki maut ek hi naam ke saaye mein hui hai…
RED DRAGON – THE LORD OF FLAME.”
container ki deewar par woh laal symbol dikh raha hai.
Aag se jalta hua dragon, aankhon se tapakti laali, neeche khoon se likha:
“The Lord of Flame.”
Delhi Ki Darbar Mein Dehshat
PRIME MINISTER'S OFFICE, DELHI - SHAAM
Delhi. Desh ki takht. Jahan se poore mulk ka niyati likha jaata hai. Aaj Prime Minister ke office ka mahaul behad gambhir tha. Lambi mahogany table par desh ke sabse bade neta aur suraksha agency ke pramukh baithe the. Sabke chehre par chinta ki gehri lakeerein the.
Saamne lagi ek bade LED screen par Mumbai Port ke qatl-e-aam ki tasveerein flash ho raha tha. Khoon se lathpath containers, kate hue jism ke tukde, aur har jagah chamakta woh RED DRAGON ka nishaan.
Prime Minister apne chair par baithe the, unki aankhon mein gussa aur bechaini saaf dikh raha tha. Unke theek bagal mein, Cabinet Minister Vikramaditya Rathore baithe the, unka chehra peela pada hua tha. Unki saansein tez chal raha tha, jaise woh andar hi andar kisi gehri uljhan se guzar rahe ho.
DEFENSE MINISTER (Aawaz mein ghabrahat):
"Sir, yeh maamla sirf underworld ya drug cartel tak seemit nahi hai. 100 log, itni brutal tareeke se maare gaye... aur hamare paas koi lead nahi. Yeh kaam insaano ka ho hi nahi sakta."
HOME MINISTER (Gusse mein table thapthapate hue):
"Yeh seedhe-seedhe hamari suraksha par hamla hai! Yeh log kaun hain? Kahan se aaye? Aur inka maqsad kya hai? Kya yeh koi aatankwadi sangathan hai? Koi naya, anjaan khatra?"
Prime Minister ne ek gehri saans liye, unke nigahein seedhe Vikramaditya Rathore par tike.
PRIME MINISTER:
"Vikramaditya ji, aapke ilaaqe mein, aapki naak ke neeche yeh sab hua hai. Mumbai Port aapki ministry ke under aata hai. Kya aapke paas koi information hai jo humse chhipayi jaa rahi hai?"
Vikramaditya Rathore ka gala sookh gaya. Woh paseene-paseene ho rahe the. ek p
VIKRAMADITYA RATHORE (Kaanpti awaaz mein):
"Sir... Prime Minister... Hum... hum jaanch kar rahe hain. Har angle se... Par yeh... yeh bilkul naya tareeka hai. Aisa pehle kabhi nahi dekha gaya. Hamare paas filhaal koi thos saboot nahi hai. ye gang naya hai ,Par... (unhone ek pal ke liye ruka, jaise koi gehra raaz chhipa rahe ho) ...kuch purani kahanio mein aise nishaano ka zikr milta hai. Kuch aise log... jo sirf mitaane mein vishwas rakhte the."
Unke chehre par sirf darr nahi, ek aisi dehshat tha jo unke andar ke gehre raazon se juda tha. Prime Minister ne unki taraf sandeh bhari nazar se dekha.
PRIME MINISTER:
"Hum is masle ko halke mein nahi le sakte. Poore desh mein High Alert jaari kiya jaaye. Aur Vikramaditya ji, main chahta hoon ki aap personally is jaanch ki nigrani karein. Agar iske peeche koi purani dushmani hai, toh uska pata lagaya jaaye. Koi bhi raaz, koi bhi connection... chhipa nahi rehna chahiye."
Vikramaditya ne bas sir jhuka diya. Unhe pata tha, ab unki neend haram hone wala the. Red Dragon ki aag unke darwaze tak pahunch chuke the.
Baap-Bete Ki Baazi
ARJUN'S ROOM - PHONE CALL
Arjun ke phone par uske pita, Cabinet Minister Vikramaditya Rathore ka call aaya. Unki awaaz mein ab ghamand nahi, ek anjaani bechaini aur gussa saaf tha jo Prime Minister ke office se mila tha.
VIKRAMADITYA (Phone par, awaaz mein gussa aur darr):
"Yeh kya ho raha hai Mumbai mein?! Poori government hila hua hai! Prime Minister khud mujhse sawaal kar rahe hain! Arjun, main aakhri baar keh raha hoon... apne aap ko har tarah ke jhanjhat se door rakhna. Yeh waqt naazuk hai. Ek anjaani taqat ubhar raha hai... aur main nahi chahta ki uski aag hamare mehal tak pahunche. Yeh koi aam gunde nahi hain, beta... inke peeche koi bahut purana hisaab hai... ek aisa hisaab jiske liye kayi log dafna diye gaye the."
ARJUN:
"Aap chinta mat kijiye, Dad. Main sab sambhal lunga. Yahan school mein sab aam hai."
Arjun ne jhooth bola. Woh jaanta tha ki school mein kuch bhi aam nahi hai. Ek taraf Ravi ka khauf... aur ab is Red Dragon ki dehshat. Use pehli baar ehsaas ho raha tha ki power aur paisa... har toofan ko nahi rok sakte. Uska puri duniya, uske dad ke banaye hue surakshit duniya, ab dararon se bhar raha tha.
VIKRAMADITYA (Awaaz ab ek zehreelee sargoshi mein badal gaya):
"Aam? Kuch bhi aam nahi hai, bewakoof! Aur sabse bada chinta... Arjun... woh log. Woh container. Police keh raha hai ki un ladkiyon ko wahan se nikaal liya gaya. Woh... woh hamara maal tha, Arjun!"
Arjun ke haath se phone chhoot-te chhoot-te bacha. Uske kaano mein jaise garam sheesha pighla kar daal diya gaya ho. Uska dimaag sunn ho gaya.
ARJUN (Hklate hue): "H-hamara...?"
VIKRAMADITYA (Dahaadte hue, par dheemi awaaz mein):
"Haan, hamara! Unmein se ek bhi zinda hum tak nahi pahunchni chahiye. Police, agencies... kisi ke haath lagne se pehle unhe khamosh kar do. I don't care how. Dhoondo unhe jitne admi chahiye sab lagao chahe assmaan mein dhundo yah patal mein khadedo , unko hamesha ke liye khamosh kar do. Hamesha ke liye! Samjhe tum?!"
Call cut gaya. Arjun wahin pathar ka but bana khada raha. Uska school ka khel, Ravi se uska dushmani... sab kuch ab bachkaana lag raha tha. Ab yeh izzat ka nahi, wajood ka ladai tha. Agar woh ladkiyan mil gaye, toh Rathore samrajya... raaton-raat mitti mein mil jaayega.
THE HANDLER'S OFFICE (UNKNOWN LOCATION)
Ek behad modern, kaanch ke bane office mein, jahan se poora sheher dikhta tha, The Handler khada tha. Uska chehra hamesha ki tarah shaant tha, par uska ungliyan, jo ek mehenge pen ko ghuma raha tha, unke raftaar thoda tez tha.
Screen par Alisha ka chehra tha.
ALISHA:
"Report. Mumbai Port... yeh hamare plan ka hissa nahi tha. Rana hamare liye ek zaroori mohra tha Mumbai mein. Uske zariye hum Rathore parivaar par pressure banane wale the."
THE HANDLER (Aawaz patthar jaisa thanda) :
"Mohre ab zinda kahan bachte hain, Alisha. Jab bisaat(power) par ek naya khiladi aa jaaye... jo khelne nahi, sirf bisaat ko hi jala dene mein vishwas rakhta ho. Red Dragon... yeh naam maine pehle kabhi nahi suna. Yeh aam log nahi hain. Inke training, inke hathiyaar, inka style... sab kuch ek alag hi level ka hai. Yeh hamare khel ko bigaad sakte hain."
ALISHA:
"Toh ab kya hukm hai? Kya Manali ka plan ab bhi waisa hi hai?"
THE HANDLER:
"Ab Manali ka plan aur bhi zaroori ho gaya hai. Is Red Dragon ki wajah se desh mein saare sehron par har taraf agencies ke nazar hai. Ravi ko Dilli mein haath lagana ab bewakoofi hogi. Manali... wahan ki barf har nishaan, har laash ko chhipa lega. Par ab tumhara kaam double hai. Ravi ko uske ateet ka aaina dikhao... aur is Red Dragon ki parchhayi tak pahunchne ki koshish karo. Pata lagao... yeh aag kahan se laga hai.
Raaz Ki Talaash (The Search for a Secret)
Andhere Mein Ek Roshni
Ravi ne agle do din ek saaye ki tarah guzare. Uska dimaag ek supercomputer ki tarah Mumbai ki har khabar, har footage, har detail ko process kar raha tha. Woh jaanta tha ki yeh Red Dragon aam nahi hain. Unki brutal kaaryavahi ke peeche ek sateek, calculated plan tha. Woh sirf maar nahi rahe the, woh ek paigaam de rahe the.
Cyber café mein, raat ke andhere mein, jab poora sheher so jaata, Ravi ka asli kaam shuru hota.
Usne apne encrypted laptop par uss grainy CCTV footage ko hazaaron baar dekha. Usne har frame ko enhance kiya. Woh unke kaatilana moves ko nahi, unke wajood ke saboot ko dhoondh raha tha.
Aur aakhirkaar... use woh mila.
Ek frame, jo sirf 0.5 second ke liye tha. Jismein Tempest (Raiden) ek gunde ke gardan kaatne ke liye hawa mein uchhla tha. Uske armor suit ke ghutne ke aage ka hissa, jo zameen se takraya tha, uss par baarish ke paani aur khoon ke beech, ek aur cheez laga tha—ek behad baareek, kaale rang ka resha. Ek aisa material jo aam kapdon ya military gear mein istemaal nahi hota.
RAVI (Inner Monologue, uss reshe par zoom karte hue):
"Carbon-fiber composite... infused with liquid crystal polymer. Yeh tech aam nahi hai. Yeh prototype hai... jo duniya ki sirf 2-3 private defense corporations bana rahe hain. Yeh log sirf yoddha nahi... yeh kisi bahut taqatwar shakhs ke niji sena hain."
Ab uske paas ek lead tha. Ek aisi lead jo use aag ke uss dariya tak le jaa sakta tha.
Par woh nahi jaanta tha ke jab woh andhere mein roshni dhoondh raha tha, toh ek aur saaya uss roshni par nazar rakhe hue tha.
Hostel ke saamne wali building ki chhat par, Aarav (Phoenix) binoculars se Ravi ke kamre ke khidki ko dekh raha tha. Usne Ravi ko laptop par kaam karte dekha.
Phoenix (Inner Monologue):
"Tum uss raaste par jaa rahe ho, Shehzaade, jahan sirf maut hai. Mujhe tumhein unse bachana hoga... aur shayad, unhe tumse."
Dhokhe Ka Jaal (The Web of Deceit)
Naya Hukm, Naya Mohra
Red Dragon ki dehshat ne har taraf saazishon ke naye jaal bun diye the.
Sia ke phone par Dada Sahab ka call aaya. Unki awaaz mein bhi ek anjaani chinta tha.
DADA SAHAB:
"Sia beti, Mumbai mein jo hua... woh hamare khel ke liye khatra ban sakta hai. Ek anjaani taqat ne bisaat par kadam rakha hai. Humein jaanna hoga ki Rathore parivaar iske baare mein kya jaanta hai. Tumhara naya mission... Arjun ke zariye, Vikramaditya Rathore ke raazon tak pahunchna hai. Pata lagao, yeh Red Dragon kaun hain."
Sia ka dil kaanp gaya. Uska mission ab aur bhi khatarnak ho chuka tha.
Agle din, Sia ne himmat karke Arjun se baat ki.
SIA (Chehre par masoom chinta laate hue):
"Arjun, yeh... yeh jo Mumbai mein hua... kitna darawna hai. Tumhare dad toh minister hain... kya unhe kuch pata hai, yeh kaun log hain?"
Arjun, Sia ki parwah dekh kar, apni authority saabit karne ka mauka nahi chhodna chahta tha.
ARJUN (Ek jhoothi, jaankari bhari awaaz mein):
"Official reports mein kuch nahi hai. Par... (woh thoda jhuka)... aisi afwah hai ki yeh log koi aam syndicate nahi hain. Inke peeche... koi bahut purani, khooni dushmani hai. Aur inka target sirf criminal nahi... kuch aur bhi hai."
Yeh chhoti si jaankari... par Sia ke liye bahut badi thi. Usne Dada Sahab ko report karne ka soch liya. Par woh nahi jaanti thi ki unki is 'private' baat-cheet ko kayi nigahein dekh rahi thi.
Ravi ne unhe door se dekha. Alisha ne unhe dekha. class mein aur bhi nigahein dekhe. Aur sabne ek hi matlab nikaala... Sia aur Arjun kareeb aa rahe hain.
Anjaam Se Pehle (Before the End)
Aakhri Taiyaari
Ravi ab samajh chuka tha. Khel ab kayi hisson mein bant chuka tha. Ek taraf Red Dragon... ek anjaani, brutal sena. Doosri taraf The Handler... jo use uske ateet ke jaal mein phansana chahta hai. Teesri taraf Arjun... jo use school mein tabah karna chahta hai. Chauthi taraf Phoenix... ek anjaan pehredaar jiska maqsad ek raaz hai. Aur in sabke beech... Sia, jo anjaane mein har aag ke kareeb jaa rahi thi.
Manali trip ab sirf kuch hi din door tha.
RAAT KE WAQT
Ravi apne kamre mein baitha tha. Ek taraf uske haath mein woh kaale reshe ka sample tha jo usne footage se nikaala tha. Doosri taraf uske haath mein woh aadhi jali hui, lakdi ki chidiya tha jo Phoenix ne use diya tha.
RAVI (Inner Monologue): "Ek taraf woh... jo sheher ko jala rahe hain. Doosri taraf woh... jo mujhe jalana chahte hain. Aur beech mein main."
Usne ek gehri saans liya.
"Yeh sheher ab ek shamshaan hai. Shayad Manali ki barf... is aag ko thanda kar sake."
Uske honthon par ek ajeeb si, khatarnak muskaan aaya.
"Ya shayad... wahan ek nayi aag lagega. Ek aisa aag... jismein is baar sirf dushman nahi... har raaz, har dhokha, har saazish... sab kuch jal kar raakh ho jaayega."
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UPDATE 9 : PART 2
Zameer, Zanjeer, Aur Shamsheer
Aasman Se Utra Azaab
DELHI PRIVATE AIR TERMINAL - RAAT
Delhi ka Indira Gandhi International Airport... jahan bheed aur shor kabhi nahi thamte. Par uske theek bagal mein ek aur duniya basti hai. Ek aisi duniya jahan chandi ke parindon (private jets) ke alawa koi awaaz nahi hoti. Jahan hawa bhi ameer logon ki ijaazat se chalti hai.
Ussi khamosh, exclusive terminal par ek kaale rang ka, sleek private jet bina kisi awaaz ke utra, jaise aasman se maut ka ek farishta zameen par aaya ho. Jet ke engine band hue, aur ek aisa khamoshi chha gaya jaise waqt ne saans rok liya ho.
Jet ka darwaza khula. Andar se YuKi bahar nikla.
15 saal ka jism, par uske andar ek sadiyon purani, barfeeli rooh qaid tha. Uska aankhein Delhi ke polution bhare aasman ko aise ghoor raha tha, jaise woh uske har zarre ka hisaab maang raha ho. Luxury jet, mehenge kapde... yeh sab uske wajood ke saamne bekaar the. Woh in cheezon se nahi, yeh cheezein usse pehchaan paa rahe the.
YUKI (Inner Monologue, uski rooh mein ek sargoshi goonji):
"DELHI... tumhari hawa mein aaj bhi mere apno ke khoon ki mehak hai. Yahan ki har saans, mujhe uss raat ki jalti hui Haveli ki yaad dilati hai. Main sukoon lene nahi... sukoon chheenne aaya hoon. Us 'Shehzaade' se bhi... aur uske har dushman se bhi."
Terminal ke andar, Gwalior ke rajgharane ki ek aurat apni team ke saath khadi thi. Aaj uske chehre par aatmavishwas nahi, ek gehri shraddha aur darr ka mishran tha. Jaise hi YuKi uske saamne aaya, woh aur uske dono surakshaakarmi ek saath jhuk gaye.
AURAT (Aawaz mein ek anjaani kaampan):
"YUVRAAJ... DELHI aapke intezaar mein tha, Gaadi taiyaar hai."
YuKi ne koi jawaab nahi diya. Bas uski taraf ek thandi nazar daali aur gaadi ki taraf badh gaya. Khel ab shuru ho chuka tha. Dilli ki zameen par ek naya, anjaan Baadshah aa chuka tha.
Deewaron Ke Raaz
PRINCIPAL MALHOTRA'S OFFICE - AGLA DIN
Principal Suresh Malhotra apne office mein baithe the. Unka office unke anushaasan aur usoolon ka aaina tha. Woh ek aise insaan the jo power ke aage jhukte nahi, power ko jhukaate the.
Tabhi unke intercom par receptionist ki ghabrayi hui awaaz aayi. "Sir, Special Admissions wale students aa gaye hain."
Ek-ek karke, unka entry hua.
Pehle The Trio - Zayn, Adira aur Maya. Unke papers ek behad powerful corporate entity ki taraf se the. Malhotra ko daal mein kaala laga, par kaagzaat itne pukhta the ki woh kuch nahi keh sake.
Uske baad Aarav (Phoenix) andar aaya. Uske saath school ka koi staff nahi, government ki gaadi se utra ek anjaan, gambhir chehre wala aadmi tha. Usne Principal ke table par ek band lifafa rakha.
AADMI:
"Inka admission karna hai. Sawaal nahi poochne hain." Yeh keh kar woh chala gaya. Lifafe ke andar sirf ek order tha. Principal ka maatha thanka. Yeh ladka... yeh koi aam insaan nahi tha.
Aakhir mein, darwaza khula aur YuKi akela andar aaya. Uske aane se kamre ki hawa bhaari ho gayi. Usne bina kuch kahe, ek file Principal ki taraf badha diya.
Malhotra ne file khole. Unke nazrein file ke andar ke kaagzaat par pada. Aur phir... sab kuch badal gaya. Principal Malhotra, jinke saamne bade-bade minister bhi tameez se pesh aate the, unka chehra safed pad gaya. Unke haath, jinse woh file pakde the, halka sa kaanpne lage. Unki kursi se uthne ki raftaar aisa tha jaise unhe current lag gaya ho. Woh khade hue aur anjaane mein hi unka sir halka sa jhuk gaya. Ek aisi izzat jo darr se paida hua tha.
File ke andar ek naam tha... ek aisa naam jiska zikr itihaas ki kitaabon mein toh tha, par aaj ki duniya mein sirf band darwazon ke peeche liya jaata tha. Ek aise rajgharane ka naam, jiske baare mein kaha jaata tha ki unki nafrat aur taqat, dono hi be-hisaab hain.
MALHOTRA (Aawaz mein saalon baad aaya ladkhadaahat):
"Yuv... Yuvraj... aap yahan? Is... is tarah?"
YuKi ne apna barfeeli nigahein unpar gaad diya.
YUKI (Aawaz itni thandi ki Malhotra ki rooh tak jam gayi):
"Principal. Woh naam in deewaron ke bhitar rehna chahiye. Yahan, main sirf YuKi hoon. Ek scholarship student jisne aapka entrance exam top kiya hai. Iske alawa meri aur koi pehchaan nahi hai." Woh ek kadam aage badha.
YUKI:
"Aur yeh baat... aapke aur mere beech... ek raaz hai. Samjhe aap?"
'Samjhe aap?'... yeh sawaal nahi, ek hukm tha. Ek aisi dhamki jiske aage Principal Malhotra ki saari authority, saare usool, dhool ban kar udd gaye. Unhone bas ek haare hue insaan ki tarah sir hila diya.
Naye Chehre, Purane Shikaari
THE CLASSROOM
Classroom mein tension ab hawa ka hissa ban chuka tha. Ravi ek saaye ki tarah pichli bench par baitha tha, Arjun Sia ke aas-paas apni tooti hui saltanat ko jodne ki koshish kar raha tha, aur Alisha... Alisha ki nigahein in sab par kisi baaz ki tarah tiki hui thi, apne agle shikaar ka intezaar karte hue.
Tabhi Principal Malhotra ne class mein pravesh kiya. Unke chehre par ek ajeeb sa gambhirta tha jo aane wale toofan ka ishara de raha tha.
PRINCIPAL MALHOTRA:
"Good morning, students. Ek zaroori announcement hai. Hamare school ko ek international 'Special Talent Exchange Program' ke liye chuna gaya hai. Is program ke tehet, paanch naye, behad kaabil students aaj se aapke class ka hissa honge."
Poori class mein ek sargoshi ka toofan uth gaya. Mid-term mein paanch naye admissions?
Darwaza khula. Aur ek-ek karke, paanch naye chehre andar aaye. Unke aane se class ka temperature jaise 10 degree neeche gir gaya. Yeh students nahi, qayamat ke paanch alag-alag paigaam the.
Jab Principal Malhotra ne class mein paancho naye students ko introduce kiya, toh unki aawaz mein ek anjaana sa thakaan tha. Unhone YuKi ko "ek behad brilliant scholarship student" bataya, toh unka zabaan halka sa ladkhadaya.
Ravi, pichli bench par baitha, sab dekh raha tha. Uske andar ka instinct cheekh-cheekh kar keh raha tha ki yeh sab ek jhooth hai. Scholarship student? Nahi. YuKi ke wajood se ek aisi power nikal raha tha jo usne sirf ek hi insaan mein dekha tha—khud mein.
1.YuKi: Sabse pehle YuKi andar aaya. Usne bas ek nazar poori class par daala. Uska aankhein Ravi par ek pal ke liye ruka, aur uss ek pal mein jaise do sadiyon purane dushman ek doosre ke wajood ko pehchaan gaye ho.
YUKI (Bilkul sapaat aawaz mein):
"YuKi. Tokyo se." Bas. Na koi muskaan, na koi extra lafz. Uski khamoshi hi uska sabse bada hathiyaar tha.
2. Aarav (Phoenix): Doosra ladka... Ravi use dekhte hi apni jagah par pathar ban gaya. Wahi aankhein, wahi astitva. Phoenix. Par yahan woh ek aam student ke bhes mein tha. Usne apna naam 'Aarav' bataya.
AARAV (Uski nigahein seedhe Ravi par theen, par usmein na dushmani tha, na dosti... bas ek anjaani gehraai):
"Aarav. Main yahan... ek purana hissaab chukane aaya hoon." Uske is dialogue ne hawa mein jaise zeher ghol diya.
3-4-5. The Trio - Adira, Zayn, Maya: Aakhri teen ek saath khade the, jaise ek unit ho. Unki aankhein ek doosre se aise baat kar rahi thi jaise unhe lafzon ki zaroorat hi na ho.
3.Zayn: Ek behad handsome, par utna hi khatarnak dikhne wala ladka. Uske chehre par ek aisi muskaan thi jo dost aur dushman, dono ko bechain kar de.
4.Adira: Ek aisi ladki jiski aankhon mein chashme ke peeche ek supercomputer chhipa ho. Woh class ko nahi, har insaan ke andar ke secrets ko scan kar rahi thi.
5.MAYA : Bilkul shaant, jaise woh wahan hokar bhi na ho. Ek aisi parchhayi jise koi tab tak notice na kare jab tak woh apna khanjar aapki peeth mein na utaar de.
ZAYN (Apni muskaan ke saath, jo Arjun ke ghamand ko cheer raha tha):
"Zayn. Aur yeh mera team hai, Adira aur Maya. Hum yahan padhne kam... aur seekhne zyada aaye hain. Logon ke baare mein. Unke raazon ke baare mein."
REACTIONS:
Classroom ab ek cold war zone ban chuka tha. Arjun ki badshahat ek hi jhatke mein zameen par aa giri thi.
Bisaat Par Naye Mohre
CANTEEN / CAMPUS LAWN
Canteen mein ab power ka balance poori tarah se bigad chuka tha.
ARJUN (Ghamand bhari aawaz mein):
"Naye lagte ho. Yaad rakhna, is campus mein ek hi king hai."
Zayn ne dheere se nazar uthaya. Uski aankhon mein mazaak tha, par uss mazaak ke peeche ek kaatilana sannaata tha.
ZAYN (Apni aadhi-adhuri muskaan ke saath):
"King? Hum king nahi, kingmaker hain. Aur kabhi kabhi... kingbreaker bhi." Usne Arjun ko upar se neeche tak dekha.
ZAYN:
"Aur tum... tum king nahi, ek shehzade ho jo apne baap ke paison ka banaya hua kaanch ki deewaron ke peeche chhipa hai. Aur kaanch... todne mein humein bada maza aata hai."
Arjun ke chehre par ek aisa thappad pada tha jiski awaaz nahi hua. Uska chehra gusse se laal ho gaya. Woh kuch kehta, isse pehle Adira ne beech mein toka.
ADIRA (Bina Zayn ki taraf dekhe, apni coffee peete hue):
"Energy bachao, Zayn. Asli dushman woh nahi hai." Usne yeh kehte waqt ek pal ke liye Ravi aur YuKi, dono ki taraf dekha.
Arjun beizzati ka ghoont pee kar wapas laut gaya. Woh samajh gaya tha... khel ab uske haath se nikal chuka hai.
Tabaahi Ka Countdown
MONTAGE - ALAG-ALAG JAGAH
THE HANDLER'S OFFICE (UNKNOWN LOCATION):
Alisha ek secure line par report de rahi thi.
ALISHA:
"...Sirf Phoenix nahi, YuKi bhi yahan hai. Aur teen aur hain, unka abhi tak kuch pata nahi. Yeh hamare plan ka hissa nahi tha.
Alisha ki report ke baad, The Handler ke aalishan office mein pehli baar khamoshi toota tha. Hamesha shaant rehne wala uska chehra aaj ek aisa ghabrahat dikha raha tha jo usne saalon se mehsoos nahi kiya tha. Uske haath mein pakda mehenga crystal ka glass, uske kaanpte haathon se fisalte-fisalte bacha.
THE HANDLER (Aawaz mein pehli baar ghabrahat aur gusse ka mishran):
"Phoenix... YuKi... Dono ek saath, ek hi jagah par? Uss Haveli ke dono zinda bache hue bhoot... Delhi mein? Kismat apna sabse bhayanak , sabse khuni khel khel raha hai.”
Woh apne desk par jhuka, uski saansein tez ho gaya.
THE HANDLER:
"Plan badal gaya hai, Alisha! Sab kuch badal gaya hai! Manali ab sirf Ravi ka imtihaan nahi... uss jalti hui Haveli ke har zinda aur murda raaz ka aakhri sanskaar hoga. Unmein se kisi ko bhi zinda nahi lautna chahiye. Na Shehzaada, na uske pehredaar, aur na hi woh Yuvraj. Is baar... raakh bhi nahi bachni chahiye."
Call cut gaya, par kamre mein dehshat ab bhi goonj rahi thi. Ek naya khiladi nahi, balki ek purana, dafan ho chuka azaab wapas aa gaya tha.
GWALIOR HAVELI
Maharani Divyangana ko khabar mili ki YuKi ne school join kar liya hai. Unke patthar jaise chehre par sadiyon baad ek halki si muskaan aayi.
DIVYANGANA:
"Pehla mohra... bisaat par aa chuka hai. Jald hi Baadshah bhi aayega... aur phir hoga... Mahabharat."
KHYBER PASS, HIMALAYAN FORTRESS - SAMRAAT'S SANCTUM
Delhi ki sardi ek meethi thandak tha uss barfeeli jahannum ke saamne jahan Samraat ne apna takht banaya tha. Hazaaron feet upar, Hindukush ki baraf se dhaki chotiyon ke beech, ek purana, pathreela qila khada tha, jaise aasman mein ek khanjar gada ho. Yahan hawa itna patla aur thandi thi ki har saans sheeshe ke tukdon ki tarah seene mein chubhta tha.
Qile ke sabse andar ke kamre mein, jahan deewaron par purane hathiyaar aur jung ke naqshe tange the, Samraat ek vishaal, kaali-bhoori lakdi ki kursi par baitha tha. Uske saamne ek angaar ki bhatti jal raha tha, par uski aag ki garmi bhi Samraat ke chehre ki barf ko pighla nahi paa raha tha. Uska vishwas patra, Scorpio wala, uske kadmon mein ghutnon ke bal baitha tha, uska sir jhuka hua.
SAMRAAT: (Unke awaaz bhatti ke aag ke chatak se bhi zyada sookhe aur khatarnak the)
"Toh... maidan mein anjaane khiladi bhi utar aaye hain. Phoenix... zinda hai. Aur Gwalior ka Yuvraj... woh bhi uss ladke ke itne kareeb pahunch gaya hai."
SCORPIO WALA: (Kaanpti awaaz mein)
"Samraat... humein iska bhanak nahi tha. Woh saaye ki tarah Dilli mein daakhil hue hain. Unke iraade..."
SAMRAAT: (Ek jhatke se uthkar SCORPIO WALA ka gala pakad leta hai, uski aankhon mein gussa nahi, ek bechaini ka toofan tha)
"IRAADE?! Unke iraadon ka pata lagana hi tumhara kaam tha , aur tumhare paas sirf khabar hai, unki niyat nahi?! Ek galti... aur sab kuch raakh ho jaayega!"
Usne SCORPIO WALE ADMI ko zameen par phenk diya. Woh bhatti ke paas gaya aur aag se ek garam salakh nikaale. Tabhi woh ruke aur palte.
SAMRAAT:
"Uss ladki ka pata chala? Jisne Delhi mein mere shikaar ko... nahi, uss ladke ko bachaya tha?"
SCORPIO WALA: (Jaldi se sir utha kar)
"Jii Samraat. Uss ladki ka naam Sia Sharma hai. Woh unhi ke school ka hai."
Ek pal ke liye kamre mein maut jaisa sannaata chha gaya. Phir... Samraat ke honthon par ek dheemi, ajeeb muskaan phail gaya, jo dheere-dheere ek thandi, darawni hansi mein badal gaya.
SAMRAAT: (Haste hue)
"Hah... Hahaha... Khoob. Aur ek protector aa gayi bachane. Pehle Phoenix... ab yeh anjaan ladki. Khel ab aur bhi pecheeda ho raha hai. Ab maza aayega. Dekhte hain... kaun kiska hifazat karta hai... aur kaun kiska qurbani deta hai."
Woh palta, uski aankhon mein ek gehra, strategic iraada chamak raha tha.
SAMRAAT:
"Manali... sab wahin jaa rahe hain. Yeh koi ittefaq nahi. Yeh ranbhoomi hai jise kismat ne chuna hai. Par is ranbhoomi ke niyam main likhunga. Apne sabse behtareen saayon ko Manali bhej do. Unki nazar har kisi par honi chahiye—Arjun Rathore, uska naya dost Alisha, Gwalior ka Yuvraj, aur... Phoenix par bhi. Pata lagao, yeh anjaan pehredaar kiski taraf hai."
Unhone SCORPIO WALE ke taraf dekha, uske nigahein khanjar ki tarah aatma mein utar raha tha.
Ranbhoomi mein utarne ki tayari karo......
Usk awaaz qile ka pathreeli deewaron se takra kar goonj utha, jaise ek Baadshah ne apni an-dekhi sena ko jung ka farmaan suna diya ho.
MADHYA PRADESH - BHAIRAV'S JUNGLE AKHADA
Jungle ke dil mein, jahan sheher ka kanoon nahi, sirf zinda rehne ki jung chalta tha, Bhairav khada tha , wohi shikaari jisne sher ka bhi shikar apne haaton se kiya tha . Uska jism pathar ka bana tha, jise waqt aur zakhmon ne taraasha tha. Uske saamne, uske 'pralay-sena' khada tha—sau se bhi zyada aise yoddha jinka aankhon mein na darr tha, na rehem, sirf apne aaka ke liye an-dekhi bhakti.
Ek sahayak ne uske haath mein ek tablet diya, jispar Red Dragon ke khooni taandav ka khabar tha. Bhairav ne uss Dragon ke nishaan ko dekha. Uske patthar jaise chehre par sadiyon baad, ek ajeeb si, darawni muskaan aaya.
BHAIRAV: (Uska awaaz jungle ke sheron ki dahaad se bhi zyada bhaari tha)
"Aag... aag lag chuka hai. Bisaat par naye shikaari utar aaye hain. Jung ke baadal har taraf se ghir rahe hain."
Woh palta aur apni sena ko dekha. Uska aankhon mein ek aisa aag jala jo poore jungle ko raakh kar sakta tha.
BHAIRAV: (Dahaadte hue)
"BARSON SE HUM IS ANDHERE MEIN APNE ZAKHMON KO SEHLA RAHE HAIN! US PARIVAAR NE HUMSE HUMARA SAB KUCH CHEEN LIYA! HUMARA GHAR, HUMARA SAMMAAN, HUMARI PEHCHAAN! PAR AB NAHI! AB HISAB KA WAQT AA GAYA HAI!"
Usne apni kulhadi uthaya aur hawa mein lehraaya.
BHAIRAV:
"Humein naye shikaariyon se lena-dena nahi. Humara maqsad ek hai! Humara dushman ek hai! Hum Delhi jaayenge. Unke mehal ki deewaron ko unke hi khoon se rangege. Unke takht ko unke hi chita ke aag se jalayenge! Yeh inteqaam nahi... yeh pralay hoga! Aur is pralay ka aaghaaz... Manali ki barf par hoga!"
Jungle uski sena ki dahaad se kaanp utha. Ek bhoola hua toofan, ab sheher ki taraf badh raha tha.
RAVI'S ROOM – RAAT
Ravi apne kamre mein, andhere mein baitha tha. Uske saamne ek heavily encrypted, military-grade laptop khula tha. Uski ungliyan keyboard par ek toofan ki tarah chal rahi thi. Woh un paancho naye chehron ke baare mein jaankari nikaalne ki koshish kar raha tha.
Ghanton ki mehnat ke baad, nateeja wahi tha jo use dar tha.
RAVI (Inner Monologue, screen ko ghoorte hue):
"Phoenix... koi digital footprint nahi. Ek bhoot. Adira, Zayn, Maya... inke records aise hain jaise abhi-abhi banaye gaye ho... bilkul saaf, bilkul jhoothe. Aur YuKi... iska file ek aisa aag ki deewar ke peeche band hai jise todne ka matlab hai international agencies ke server par dastak dena."
Ghanton ki koshish ke baad nateeja sifar tha. In logon ka wajood digitally tha hi nahi. Jaise woh hawa se paida hue ho.
Usne laptop band kar diya. Pehli baar, use ehsaas hua ki woh ek aisi jung mein akela hai jahan uske dushman uski soch se bhi zyada taqatwar aur anjaan hain. Yeh school ke dushmani nahi the. Yeh uske ateet ke bhoot the, jo zinda hokar uske saamne aa khade hue the.
RAVI (Inner Monologue, uska awaaz uske dimaag mein ek toofan ki tarah goonja):
"Ek taraf Phoenix, mera anjaan pehredaar. Doosri taraf YuKi, jiske wajood se sadiyon purani dushmani ki mehak aata hai. Teesri taraf The Handler ke mohre. Aur chauthi taraf Rathore ka ghamand. Yeh school nahi... yeh ek shatranj ki bisaat hai. Jahaan har koi Baadshah banna chahta hai."
Uske honthon par ek halka, na ke barabar, muskaan aaya. Ek aisa muskaan jismein darr nahi, chunauti tha.
"Par woh sab bhool gaye... ki is khel mein jab puraane Baadshah laut-te hain, toh mohre nahi, saltanatein tabah hote hain. Yeh ab dosti ya dushmani ki ladai nahi... yeh zameer, zanjeer aur shamsheer ki jung hai."
Usne aage rakhe Manali trip ke form ko uthaya. Us par sign kiya. Uski aankhon mein ab shaanti nahi, ek aag tha. Ek aisi aag jo Manali ki barf ko bhi pighla kar bhasm kar degi.
RAVI (Inner Monologue):
"Manali... ab sirf ek safar nahi, is kahani ka aakhri maidaan banega. Ek aisa maidaan... jahan is baar sirf dushman nahi... har raaz, har dhokha, har saazish... sab kuch jal kar raakh ho jaayega."
Uske zehen mein lafz, sholon ki tarah naachne lage:
“Barf ki chaadar par jab lahu ka rang chadhega, Har naqaab pighlega, har raaz agan mein jalega, Woh samajhte hain ki yeh anjaam ki shuruaat hai, Par uss din Manali mein... mera asli qayamat barsega.”
Dushman samajh rahe the ki ek toofan guzar gaya... par woh yeh nahi jaante the ki yeh toofan ki aankh thi, jahan sabse zyada shaanti hoti hai. Asli tabahi toh ab aane waali thi.
Ek parda gira hai, kahani abhi khatm nahi hui,Yeh toh bas angdaai thi, asli jung abhi baaki hai.
Jiska chehra masoom, uske saaye mein hai kaal chhipa,Ab har saans par dehshat hogi, har mod par ek naya inteqaam likha.
Bisaat bichh chuki hai, naye mohre saj chuke hain,Uske agle kadam ka... Agle Update mein intezaar kijiye.
Zameer, Zanjeer, Aur Shamsheer
Aasman Se Utra Azaab
DELHI PRIVATE AIR TERMINAL - RAAT
Delhi ka Indira Gandhi International Airport... jahan bheed aur shor kabhi nahi thamte. Par uske theek bagal mein ek aur duniya basti hai. Ek aisi duniya jahan chandi ke parindon (private jets) ke alawa koi awaaz nahi hoti. Jahan hawa bhi ameer logon ki ijaazat se chalti hai.
Ussi khamosh, exclusive terminal par ek kaale rang ka, sleek private jet bina kisi awaaz ke utra, jaise aasman se maut ka ek farishta zameen par aaya ho. Jet ke engine band hue, aur ek aisa khamoshi chha gaya jaise waqt ne saans rok liya ho.
Jet ka darwaza khula. Andar se YuKi bahar nikla.
15 saal ka jism, par uske andar ek sadiyon purani, barfeeli rooh qaid tha. Uska aankhein Delhi ke polution bhare aasman ko aise ghoor raha tha, jaise woh uske har zarre ka hisaab maang raha ho. Luxury jet, mehenge kapde... yeh sab uske wajood ke saamne bekaar the. Woh in cheezon se nahi, yeh cheezein usse pehchaan paa rahe the.
YUKI (Inner Monologue, uski rooh mein ek sargoshi goonji):
"DELHI... tumhari hawa mein aaj bhi mere apno ke khoon ki mehak hai. Yahan ki har saans, mujhe uss raat ki jalti hui Haveli ki yaad dilati hai. Main sukoon lene nahi... sukoon chheenne aaya hoon. Us 'Shehzaade' se bhi... aur uske har dushman se bhi."
Terminal ke andar, Gwalior ke rajgharane ki ek aurat apni team ke saath khadi thi. Aaj uske chehre par aatmavishwas nahi, ek gehri shraddha aur darr ka mishran tha. Jaise hi YuKi uske saamne aaya, woh aur uske dono surakshaakarmi ek saath jhuk gaye.
AURAT (Aawaz mein ek anjaani kaampan):
"YUVRAAJ... DELHI aapke intezaar mein tha, Gaadi taiyaar hai."
YuKi ne koi jawaab nahi diya. Bas uski taraf ek thandi nazar daali aur gaadi ki taraf badh gaya. Khel ab shuru ho chuka tha. Dilli ki zameen par ek naya, anjaan Baadshah aa chuka tha.
Deewaron Ke Raaz
PRINCIPAL MALHOTRA'S OFFICE - AGLA DIN
Principal Suresh Malhotra apne office mein baithe the. Unka office unke anushaasan aur usoolon ka aaina tha. Woh ek aise insaan the jo power ke aage jhukte nahi, power ko jhukaate the.
Tabhi unke intercom par receptionist ki ghabrayi hui awaaz aayi. "Sir, Special Admissions wale students aa gaye hain."
Ek-ek karke, unka entry hua.
Pehle The Trio - Zayn, Adira aur Maya. Unke papers ek behad powerful corporate entity ki taraf se the. Malhotra ko daal mein kaala laga, par kaagzaat itne pukhta the ki woh kuch nahi keh sake.
Uske baad Aarav (Phoenix) andar aaya. Uske saath school ka koi staff nahi, government ki gaadi se utra ek anjaan, gambhir chehre wala aadmi tha. Usne Principal ke table par ek band lifafa rakha.
AADMI:
"Inka admission karna hai. Sawaal nahi poochne hain." Yeh keh kar woh chala gaya. Lifafe ke andar sirf ek order tha. Principal ka maatha thanka. Yeh ladka... yeh koi aam insaan nahi tha.
Aakhir mein, darwaza khula aur YuKi akela andar aaya. Uske aane se kamre ki hawa bhaari ho gayi. Usne bina kuch kahe, ek file Principal ki taraf badha diya.
Malhotra ne file khole. Unke nazrein file ke andar ke kaagzaat par pada. Aur phir... sab kuch badal gaya. Principal Malhotra, jinke saamne bade-bade minister bhi tameez se pesh aate the, unka chehra safed pad gaya. Unke haath, jinse woh file pakde the, halka sa kaanpne lage. Unki kursi se uthne ki raftaar aisa tha jaise unhe current lag gaya ho. Woh khade hue aur anjaane mein hi unka sir halka sa jhuk gaya. Ek aisi izzat jo darr se paida hua tha.
File ke andar ek naam tha... ek aisa naam jiska zikr itihaas ki kitaabon mein toh tha, par aaj ki duniya mein sirf band darwazon ke peeche liya jaata tha. Ek aise rajgharane ka naam, jiske baare mein kaha jaata tha ki unki nafrat aur taqat, dono hi be-hisaab hain.
MALHOTRA (Aawaz mein saalon baad aaya ladkhadaahat):
"Yuv... Yuvraj... aap yahan? Is... is tarah?"
YuKi ne apna barfeeli nigahein unpar gaad diya.
YUKI (Aawaz itni thandi ki Malhotra ki rooh tak jam gayi):
"Principal. Woh naam in deewaron ke bhitar rehna chahiye. Yahan, main sirf YuKi hoon. Ek scholarship student jisne aapka entrance exam top kiya hai. Iske alawa meri aur koi pehchaan nahi hai." Woh ek kadam aage badha.
YUKI:
"Aur yeh baat... aapke aur mere beech... ek raaz hai. Samjhe aap?"
'Samjhe aap?'... yeh sawaal nahi, ek hukm tha. Ek aisi dhamki jiske aage Principal Malhotra ki saari authority, saare usool, dhool ban kar udd gaye. Unhone bas ek haare hue insaan ki tarah sir hila diya.
Naye Chehre, Purane Shikaari
THE CLASSROOM
Classroom mein tension ab hawa ka hissa ban chuka tha. Ravi ek saaye ki tarah pichli bench par baitha tha, Arjun Sia ke aas-paas apni tooti hui saltanat ko jodne ki koshish kar raha tha, aur Alisha... Alisha ki nigahein in sab par kisi baaz ki tarah tiki hui thi, apne agle shikaar ka intezaar karte hue.
Tabhi Principal Malhotra ne class mein pravesh kiya. Unke chehre par ek ajeeb sa gambhirta tha jo aane wale toofan ka ishara de raha tha.
PRINCIPAL MALHOTRA:
"Good morning, students. Ek zaroori announcement hai. Hamare school ko ek international 'Special Talent Exchange Program' ke liye chuna gaya hai. Is program ke tehet, paanch naye, behad kaabil students aaj se aapke class ka hissa honge."
Poori class mein ek sargoshi ka toofan uth gaya. Mid-term mein paanch naye admissions?
Darwaza khula. Aur ek-ek karke, paanch naye chehre andar aaye. Unke aane se class ka temperature jaise 10 degree neeche gir gaya. Yeh students nahi, qayamat ke paanch alag-alag paigaam the.
Jab Principal Malhotra ne class mein paancho naye students ko introduce kiya, toh unki aawaz mein ek anjaana sa thakaan tha. Unhone YuKi ko "ek behad brilliant scholarship student" bataya, toh unka zabaan halka sa ladkhadaya.
Ravi, pichli bench par baitha, sab dekh raha tha. Uske andar ka instinct cheekh-cheekh kar keh raha tha ki yeh sab ek jhooth hai. Scholarship student? Nahi. YuKi ke wajood se ek aisi power nikal raha tha jo usne sirf ek hi insaan mein dekha tha—khud mein.
1.YuKi: Sabse pehle YuKi andar aaya. Usne bas ek nazar poori class par daala. Uska aankhein Ravi par ek pal ke liye ruka, aur uss ek pal mein jaise do sadiyon purane dushman ek doosre ke wajood ko pehchaan gaye ho.
YUKI (Bilkul sapaat aawaz mein):
"YuKi. Tokyo se." Bas. Na koi muskaan, na koi extra lafz. Uski khamoshi hi uska sabse bada hathiyaar tha.
2. Aarav (Phoenix): Doosra ladka... Ravi use dekhte hi apni jagah par pathar ban gaya. Wahi aankhein, wahi astitva. Phoenix. Par yahan woh ek aam student ke bhes mein tha. Usne apna naam 'Aarav' bataya.
AARAV (Uski nigahein seedhe Ravi par theen, par usmein na dushmani tha, na dosti... bas ek anjaani gehraai):
"Aarav. Main yahan... ek purana hissaab chukane aaya hoon." Uske is dialogue ne hawa mein jaise zeher ghol diya.
3-4-5. The Trio - Adira, Zayn, Maya: Aakhri teen ek saath khade the, jaise ek unit ho. Unki aankhein ek doosre se aise baat kar rahi thi jaise unhe lafzon ki zaroorat hi na ho.
3.Zayn: Ek behad handsome, par utna hi khatarnak dikhne wala ladka. Uske chehre par ek aisi muskaan thi jo dost aur dushman, dono ko bechain kar de.
4.Adira: Ek aisi ladki jiski aankhon mein chashme ke peeche ek supercomputer chhipa ho. Woh class ko nahi, har insaan ke andar ke secrets ko scan kar rahi thi.
5.MAYA : Bilkul shaant, jaise woh wahan hokar bhi na ho. Ek aisi parchhayi jise koi tab tak notice na kare jab tak woh apna khanjar aapki peeth mein na utaar de.
ZAYN (Apni muskaan ke saath, jo Arjun ke ghamand ko cheer raha tha):
"Zayn. Aur yeh mera team hai, Adira aur Maya. Hum yahan padhne kam... aur seekhne zyada aaye hain. Logon ke baare mein. Unke raazon ke baare mein."
REACTIONS:
- Ravi: Uska dimaag sunn ho chuka tha. Phoenix... uska anjaan pehredaar, ab uske saamne baitha tha. Kyun? Aur YuKi... uske astitva se ek aisi anjaani, khooni kashish mehsoos ho raha tha jaise unka rishta is janam ka nahi, kayi janmon purana ho. Ravi ko ehsaas ho gaya... woh ab akela nahi tha. Uska ateet, zinda hokar uske saamne aa khada hua tha.
- Arjun: Uske chehre ka rang udd gaya. Uski saltanat mein yeh paanch naye daavedaar kahan se aa gaye? Yeh log students nahi, uske shikaar ke liye aaye shikaari lag rahe the.
- Alisha: Woh jhatke mein thi. Uske Handler ne in logon ke baare mein koi jaankari nahi di thi. Bisaat par anjaane mohre aa chuke the, aur uska khel ab aur bhi jatil ho gaya tha.
Classroom ab ek cold war zone ban chuka tha. Arjun ki badshahat ek hi jhatke mein zameen par aa giri thi.
Bisaat Par Naye Mohre
CANTEEN / CAMPUS LAWN
Canteen mein ab power ka balance poori tarah se bigad chuka tha.
- Arjun aur uski team ek taraf, unke chehron par bechaini saaf the.
- Ravi, Amit aur Kabir ke saath baitha tha, par uska aankhein har taraf ghoom raha tha. Woh har naye chehre ko padhne ke koshish kar raha tha.
- YuKi ek kone mein akela baitha tha, jaise ek sher apne ilaaqe ka jayza le raha ho. Uski aur Phoenix ki nigahein ek baar bhi aapas mein nahi takraye. Jaise woh ek doosre ke liye anjaan the.
- Aarav (Phoenix) bhi akela tha, par woh canteen mein nahi, bahar lawn mein ek ped ke neeche baitha tha. Uski nigahein sab par theen, par woh kisi ko dekh nahi raha tha.
- Aur The Trio... Adira, Zayn aur Maya... woh ek saath baithe the, par baat nahi kar rahe the. Unki aankhein har group, har insaan ki harqaton ko record kar raha tha.
ARJUN (Ghamand bhari aawaz mein):
"Naye lagte ho. Yaad rakhna, is campus mein ek hi king hai."
Zayn ne dheere se nazar uthaya. Uski aankhon mein mazaak tha, par uss mazaak ke peeche ek kaatilana sannaata tha.
ZAYN (Apni aadhi-adhuri muskaan ke saath):
"King? Hum king nahi, kingmaker hain. Aur kabhi kabhi... kingbreaker bhi." Usne Arjun ko upar se neeche tak dekha.
ZAYN:
"Aur tum... tum king nahi, ek shehzade ho jo apne baap ke paison ka banaya hua kaanch ki deewaron ke peeche chhipa hai. Aur kaanch... todne mein humein bada maza aata hai."
Arjun ke chehre par ek aisa thappad pada tha jiski awaaz nahi hua. Uska chehra gusse se laal ho gaya. Woh kuch kehta, isse pehle Adira ne beech mein toka.
ADIRA (Bina Zayn ki taraf dekhe, apni coffee peete hue):
"Energy bachao, Zayn. Asli dushman woh nahi hai." Usne yeh kehte waqt ek pal ke liye Ravi aur YuKi, dono ki taraf dekha.
Arjun beizzati ka ghoont pee kar wapas laut gaya. Woh samajh gaya tha... khel ab uske haath se nikal chuka hai.
Tabaahi Ka Countdown
MONTAGE - ALAG-ALAG JAGAH
THE HANDLER'S OFFICE (UNKNOWN LOCATION):
Alisha ek secure line par report de rahi thi.
ALISHA:
"...Sirf Phoenix nahi, YuKi bhi yahan hai. Aur teen aur hain, unka abhi tak kuch pata nahi. Yeh hamare plan ka hissa nahi tha.
Alisha ki report ke baad, The Handler ke aalishan office mein pehli baar khamoshi toota tha. Hamesha shaant rehne wala uska chehra aaj ek aisa ghabrahat dikha raha tha jo usne saalon se mehsoos nahi kiya tha. Uske haath mein pakda mehenga crystal ka glass, uske kaanpte haathon se fisalte-fisalte bacha.
THE HANDLER (Aawaz mein pehli baar ghabrahat aur gusse ka mishran):
"Phoenix... YuKi... Dono ek saath, ek hi jagah par? Uss Haveli ke dono zinda bache hue bhoot... Delhi mein? Kismat apna sabse bhayanak , sabse khuni khel khel raha hai.”
Woh apne desk par jhuka, uski saansein tez ho gaya.
THE HANDLER:
"Plan badal gaya hai, Alisha! Sab kuch badal gaya hai! Manali ab sirf Ravi ka imtihaan nahi... uss jalti hui Haveli ke har zinda aur murda raaz ka aakhri sanskaar hoga. Unmein se kisi ko bhi zinda nahi lautna chahiye. Na Shehzaada, na uske pehredaar, aur na hi woh Yuvraj. Is baar... raakh bhi nahi bachni chahiye."
Call cut gaya, par kamre mein dehshat ab bhi goonj rahi thi. Ek naya khiladi nahi, balki ek purana, dafan ho chuka azaab wapas aa gaya tha.
GWALIOR HAVELI
Maharani Divyangana ko khabar mili ki YuKi ne school join kar liya hai. Unke patthar jaise chehre par sadiyon baad ek halki si muskaan aayi.
DIVYANGANA:
"Pehla mohra... bisaat par aa chuka hai. Jald hi Baadshah bhi aayega... aur phir hoga... Mahabharat."
KHYBER PASS, HIMALAYAN FORTRESS - SAMRAAT'S SANCTUM
Delhi ki sardi ek meethi thandak tha uss barfeeli jahannum ke saamne jahan Samraat ne apna takht banaya tha. Hazaaron feet upar, Hindukush ki baraf se dhaki chotiyon ke beech, ek purana, pathreela qila khada tha, jaise aasman mein ek khanjar gada ho. Yahan hawa itna patla aur thandi thi ki har saans sheeshe ke tukdon ki tarah seene mein chubhta tha.
Qile ke sabse andar ke kamre mein, jahan deewaron par purane hathiyaar aur jung ke naqshe tange the, Samraat ek vishaal, kaali-bhoori lakdi ki kursi par baitha tha. Uske saamne ek angaar ki bhatti jal raha tha, par uski aag ki garmi bhi Samraat ke chehre ki barf ko pighla nahi paa raha tha. Uska vishwas patra, Scorpio wala, uske kadmon mein ghutnon ke bal baitha tha, uska sir jhuka hua.
SAMRAAT: (Unke awaaz bhatti ke aag ke chatak se bhi zyada sookhe aur khatarnak the)
"Toh... maidan mein anjaane khiladi bhi utar aaye hain. Phoenix... zinda hai. Aur Gwalior ka Yuvraj... woh bhi uss ladke ke itne kareeb pahunch gaya hai."
SCORPIO WALA: (Kaanpti awaaz mein)
"Samraat... humein iska bhanak nahi tha. Woh saaye ki tarah Dilli mein daakhil hue hain. Unke iraade..."
SAMRAAT: (Ek jhatke se uthkar SCORPIO WALA ka gala pakad leta hai, uski aankhon mein gussa nahi, ek bechaini ka toofan tha)
"IRAADE?! Unke iraadon ka pata lagana hi tumhara kaam tha , aur tumhare paas sirf khabar hai, unki niyat nahi?! Ek galti... aur sab kuch raakh ho jaayega!"
Usne SCORPIO WALE ADMI ko zameen par phenk diya. Woh bhatti ke paas gaya aur aag se ek garam salakh nikaale. Tabhi woh ruke aur palte.
SAMRAAT:
"Uss ladki ka pata chala? Jisne Delhi mein mere shikaar ko... nahi, uss ladke ko bachaya tha?"
SCORPIO WALA: (Jaldi se sir utha kar)
"Jii Samraat. Uss ladki ka naam Sia Sharma hai. Woh unhi ke school ka hai."
Ek pal ke liye kamre mein maut jaisa sannaata chha gaya. Phir... Samraat ke honthon par ek dheemi, ajeeb muskaan phail gaya, jo dheere-dheere ek thandi, darawni hansi mein badal gaya.
SAMRAAT: (Haste hue)
"Hah... Hahaha... Khoob. Aur ek protector aa gayi bachane. Pehle Phoenix... ab yeh anjaan ladki. Khel ab aur bhi pecheeda ho raha hai. Ab maza aayega. Dekhte hain... kaun kiska hifazat karta hai... aur kaun kiska qurbani deta hai."
Woh palta, uski aankhon mein ek gehra, strategic iraada chamak raha tha.
SAMRAAT:
"Manali... sab wahin jaa rahe hain. Yeh koi ittefaq nahi. Yeh ranbhoomi hai jise kismat ne chuna hai. Par is ranbhoomi ke niyam main likhunga. Apne sabse behtareen saayon ko Manali bhej do. Unki nazar har kisi par honi chahiye—Arjun Rathore, uska naya dost Alisha, Gwalior ka Yuvraj, aur... Phoenix par bhi. Pata lagao, yeh anjaan pehredaar kiski taraf hai."
Unhone SCORPIO WALE ke taraf dekha, uske nigahein khanjar ki tarah aatma mein utar raha tha.
Ranbhoomi mein utarne ki tayari karo......
Usk awaaz qile ka pathreeli deewaron se takra kar goonj utha, jaise ek Baadshah ne apni an-dekhi sena ko jung ka farmaan suna diya ho.
Jungle ke dil mein, jahan sheher ka kanoon nahi, sirf zinda rehne ki jung chalta tha, Bhairav khada tha , wohi shikaari jisne sher ka bhi shikar apne haaton se kiya tha . Uska jism pathar ka bana tha, jise waqt aur zakhmon ne taraasha tha. Uske saamne, uske 'pralay-sena' khada tha—sau se bhi zyada aise yoddha jinka aankhon mein na darr tha, na rehem, sirf apne aaka ke liye an-dekhi bhakti.
Ek sahayak ne uske haath mein ek tablet diya, jispar Red Dragon ke khooni taandav ka khabar tha. Bhairav ne uss Dragon ke nishaan ko dekha. Uske patthar jaise chehre par sadiyon baad, ek ajeeb si, darawni muskaan aaya.
BHAIRAV: (Uska awaaz jungle ke sheron ki dahaad se bhi zyada bhaari tha)
"Aag... aag lag chuka hai. Bisaat par naye shikaari utar aaye hain. Jung ke baadal har taraf se ghir rahe hain."
Woh palta aur apni sena ko dekha. Uska aankhon mein ek aisa aag jala jo poore jungle ko raakh kar sakta tha.
BHAIRAV: (Dahaadte hue)
"BARSON SE HUM IS ANDHERE MEIN APNE ZAKHMON KO SEHLA RAHE HAIN! US PARIVAAR NE HUMSE HUMARA SAB KUCH CHEEN LIYA! HUMARA GHAR, HUMARA SAMMAAN, HUMARI PEHCHAAN! PAR AB NAHI! AB HISAB KA WAQT AA GAYA HAI!"
Usne apni kulhadi uthaya aur hawa mein lehraaya.
BHAIRAV:
"Humein naye shikaariyon se lena-dena nahi. Humara maqsad ek hai! Humara dushman ek hai! Hum Delhi jaayenge. Unke mehal ki deewaron ko unke hi khoon se rangege. Unke takht ko unke hi chita ke aag se jalayenge! Yeh inteqaam nahi... yeh pralay hoga! Aur is pralay ka aaghaaz... Manali ki barf par hoga!"
Jungle uski sena ki dahaad se kaanp utha. Ek bhoola hua toofan, ab sheher ki taraf badh raha tha.
RAVI'S ROOM – RAAT
Ravi apne kamre mein, andhere mein baitha tha. Uske saamne ek heavily encrypted, military-grade laptop khula tha. Uski ungliyan keyboard par ek toofan ki tarah chal rahi thi. Woh un paancho naye chehron ke baare mein jaankari nikaalne ki koshish kar raha tha.
Ghanton ki mehnat ke baad, nateeja wahi tha jo use dar tha.
RAVI (Inner Monologue, screen ko ghoorte hue):
"Phoenix... koi digital footprint nahi. Ek bhoot. Adira, Zayn, Maya... inke records aise hain jaise abhi-abhi banaye gaye ho... bilkul saaf, bilkul jhoothe. Aur YuKi... iska file ek aisa aag ki deewar ke peeche band hai jise todne ka matlab hai international agencies ke server par dastak dena."
Ghanton ki koshish ke baad nateeja sifar tha. In logon ka wajood digitally tha hi nahi. Jaise woh hawa se paida hue ho.
Usne laptop band kar diya. Pehli baar, use ehsaas hua ki woh ek aisi jung mein akela hai jahan uske dushman uski soch se bhi zyada taqatwar aur anjaan hain. Yeh school ke dushmani nahi the. Yeh uske ateet ke bhoot the, jo zinda hokar uske saamne aa khade hue the.
RAVI (Inner Monologue, uska awaaz uske dimaag mein ek toofan ki tarah goonja):
"Ek taraf Phoenix, mera anjaan pehredaar. Doosri taraf YuKi, jiske wajood se sadiyon purani dushmani ki mehak aata hai. Teesri taraf The Handler ke mohre. Aur chauthi taraf Rathore ka ghamand. Yeh school nahi... yeh ek shatranj ki bisaat hai. Jahaan har koi Baadshah banna chahta hai."
Uske honthon par ek halka, na ke barabar, muskaan aaya. Ek aisa muskaan jismein darr nahi, chunauti tha.
"Par woh sab bhool gaye... ki is khel mein jab puraane Baadshah laut-te hain, toh mohre nahi, saltanatein tabah hote hain. Yeh ab dosti ya dushmani ki ladai nahi... yeh zameer, zanjeer aur shamsheer ki jung hai."
Usne aage rakhe Manali trip ke form ko uthaya. Us par sign kiya. Uski aankhon mein ab shaanti nahi, ek aag tha. Ek aisi aag jo Manali ki barf ko bhi pighla kar bhasm kar degi.
RAVI (Inner Monologue):
"Manali... ab sirf ek safar nahi, is kahani ka aakhri maidaan banega. Ek aisa maidaan... jahan is baar sirf dushman nahi... har raaz, har dhokha, har saazish... sab kuch jal kar raakh ho jaayega."
Uske zehen mein lafz, sholon ki tarah naachne lage:
“Barf ki chaadar par jab lahu ka rang chadhega, Har naqaab pighlega, har raaz agan mein jalega, Woh samajhte hain ki yeh anjaam ki shuruaat hai, Par uss din Manali mein... mera asli qayamat barsega.”
Kuch Suspense Bhare Sawaal
- Red Dragon: Dost Ya Naya Qayamat?
- Aakhir yeh 6 Dragon hain kaun? Unka Boss, "The Lord of Flame", parde ke peeche chhipa kaun sa chehra hai? Kya uska connection Ravi ke ateet se hai?
- Unka brutal 'safaaya' abhiyaan kya Rathore samrajya par aakar rukega, ya unke nishaane par koi aur hai?
- Classroom Mein Naye Shikaari
- Phoenix (Aarav): Uska woh "purana hisaab" kya hai jise chukaane woh Ravi ke saamne aa khada hua hai? Woh Ravi ka pehredaar hai, ya uski maut ka farmaan?
- YuKi: Woh kaun sa "Yuvraj" hai jiska naam sunkar Principal Malhotra ki rooh kaanp gayi? Uske wajood se uthti sadiyon puraani dushmani ki aag Ravi ko kaise jalayegi?
- The Trio (Zayn, Adira, Maya): Yeh "Kingbreaker" jodi kisne bheji hai? Kya yeh The Handler ke naye mohre hain, ya bisaat par koi teesra, anjaan khiladi aa chuka hai?
- Manali: Jannat Ya Jahannum?
- Manali ki barf... aakhir kis-kis ke lahu se laal hogi? Kya yeh safar Ravi ki zindagi ka aakhri safar hoga ya uske 'Baadshah' banne ki shuruaat?
- Samraat ke saaye, Bhairav ki pralay-sena, aur The Handler ke jaal... is trikone mein kaun kiska shikaar karega?
- Uljhe Hue Rishte, Gehre Raaz
- Arjun un ladkiyon ka raaz kaise dafan karega jinhe Red Dragon ne azaad kar diya? Agar yeh sach saamne aaya, toh Rathore parivaar ka kya hoga?
- Alisha ke "ajeeb-o-gareeb sawaal" aur Ravi ke "dard bhare bhaav" ke peeche ka woh kaun sa gehra raaz hai jo Sia ko tod raha hai?
- Kya Sia apne mission aur dil ke beech phans kar Arjun ke dhokhe ka shikaar ho jaayegi?
- Aur Sabse Bada Sawaal
- Jab itne saare toofan ek saath takrayenge, toh Ravi inke beech akela kaise tikega? Kya woh waqai sab kuch jalakar raakh kar dega, ya is aag mein woh khud jal jaayega?
Dushman samajh rahe the ki ek toofan guzar gaya... par woh yeh nahi jaante the ki yeh toofan ki aankh thi, jahan sabse zyada shaanti hoti hai. Asli tabahi toh ab aane waali thi.
Ek parda gira hai, kahani abhi khatm nahi hui,Yeh toh bas angdaai thi, asli jung abhi baaki hai.
Jiska chehra masoom, uske saaye mein hai kaal chhipa,Ab har saans par dehshat hogi, har mod par ek naya inteqaam likha.
Bisaat bichh chuki hai, naye mohre saj chuke hain,Uske agle kadam ka... Agle Update mein intezaar kijiye.
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