Location: Underground Metro – Abandoned Sector 12
It was the kind of silence that felt stitched with blood.
Aaravi stood at the edge of the empty platform, her reflection rippling in the oil-stained puddles. The last of the Syndicate's ashes clung to her skin like perfume. Behind her, the world had gone quiet—but in front of her, something ancient stirred.
Vivaan leaned against a pillar, watching her.
"You haven't said a word in two days," he said.
She didn't turn. "That's because I'm listening."
"To what?"
She smiled. Cold. Knowing.
"To the whispers of power scrambling to fill a void."
A rusted train screeched into the platform—completely dead, running on no schedule, no control grid. It shouldn't have been there.
And yet… it was.
The doors hissed open. No conductor. Just shadows.
Aaravi stepped in.
Vivaan hesitated. "Where does this lead?"
She turned, eyes blazing.
"Back to where it all began."
Location: Mira's Refuge – Unknown Coordinates
Pain was the currency of her resurrection.
Mira's face was half-bandaged, her body stitched with burn marks and surgical tape. She stood in front of a cracked mirror, carving open the last of her wounds to remove the tracking chip in her collarbone.
Blood dripped into a sink full of ashes.
Behind her, monitors blinked.
A single message looped:
KMV PHASE 3 FAILED. SUBJECT AARAVI = UNCONTAINED.
PROJECT FALLBACK: KRAKEN INITIATED.
STATUS: ACTIVE CELL — DR. RIA MENON.
She smiled.
"You think you won, little Kapoor."
She slid a silver drive into a slot and the screen changed.
Footage: Veer—before KMV.
In the clip, he was laughing. Human. Whole.
Mira whispered:
"I took your brother. Your memories. Your sister. Now watch me take your revolution."
Location: WCL Blackcell – 300ft Below Sea Level
Aaravi stepped into the forgotten sanctum of the World Cricket League.
This wasn't the arena. This was the vault—where the original Founders met, signed blood contracts, and designed the game that ruined lives.
She laid a torn Syndicate flag on the steel table.
"I am the last Founder's blood," she declared.
"And I'm rewriting the rules."
The walls flickered to life—names, codes, hidden franchises, dead players marked "EXTRACTED."
Vivaan stood behind her. "You're rebuilding the WCL?"
"No," she said, placing a red queen chess piece at the center.
"I'm replacing it."
Flashback – 8 Years Ago: Kavya's Hidden Footage
Kavya sits in a room lit by candlelight.
"If you're seeing this, it means Mira turned on me. Veer is compromised. And Aaravi… she's close to becoming what I feared."
She holds up a pendant—the same one Veer used to destroy the tower.
"Project KRAKEN was my contingency. Not to control Aaravi. But to wake her up if the world tried to break her."
She leans in, teary-eyed.
"Baby sister… I hope you become what we couldn't."
Present – Metro Rooftop
Aaravi stood overlooking Mumbai.
Behind her, a small circle had formed:
Vivaan, quiet but armed.
Veer, still haunted, but lucid.
Mehul, torn but loyal.
Aryan, uninvited, but tolerated.
Aaravi raised a glass of black tea.
"This is not a toast to survival. This is a war council."
Lightning cracked in the distance.
She turned to them.
"We don't run. We don't rebuild. We retaliate."
She tapped a screen.
On it: a list of names, cities, underground WCL cells.
At the top:
DR. RIA MENON — Location: Dharavi Lab Compound.
Vivaan frowned. "Who is she?"
Aaravi's voice was steel.
"Mira's real weapon."
Final Scene – Dharavi Underground
A lab. Sterile. Cold.
Inside a cryo-tube:
A woman. Wired, unconscious. Skin marked with KMV runes.
Next to her, a child—not more than twelve—watching through the glass.
Dr. Ria Menon typed on a tablet.
"She's ready," she said.
The child tilted their head. "Will she kill Aaravi?"
Ria smiled. "She won't remember Aaravi."
She injected a serum into the tube.
"She'll think she is her."
The girl's eyes snapped open.
Red. Ferocious.
"Subject Name: KARMA."