Bhola, Khan, Phantom, and Lucy—wounded but alive—burst through the jungle edge under a darkening sky. A worn-out Jeep waits near the highway. With no time to lose, they climb in, dust-covered, hearts still racing from the chaos. The engine roars, and they drive off into the night.
After hours of silence and rough terrain, they finally reach an old farmhouse—owned by a friend of Bhola's from before the experiments. It's quiet, safe, and hidden. There, they rest. Lucy treats Khan's wounds. Phantom stares out the window, thinking about Ganga. Bhola doesn't say a word.
The room is dimly lit. The TV is on in the background.
Suddenly, a breaking news report grabs their attention.
> "Live from the edge of the Gorakhpur jungle—where a massive forest fire has engulfed the region. Local authorities report signs of unnatural destruction. Scorched trees. Cratered land. Eyewitnesses speak of glowing figures and inhuman sounds. In response, the Global Hero Command has been alerted."
All four freeze.
Khan (whispers): "They're sending heroes."
Phantom: "Not good. They work for the same corporations that created this mess."
Lucy: "Then we're not running from just one monster anymore… We're running from the world."
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World Explanation: The Hybrid Earth
This world looks like our own—but it's a version where science and greed have evolved side by side.
Technological Marvels: Cities glisten with flying cars, AI-run security, cyber-enhanced humans with prosthetic limbs and digital eyes. Diseases once incurable now vanish with one injection. Life is faster, brighter, cleaner—but not fairer.
Genetic & Mechanical Experiments: Driven by competition, powerful MNCs (Mega Corporations) race to build super-soldiers. Failed experiments are buried. Survivors are branded "Heroes"—used for propaganda, product launches, and "saving the world" missions. These Heroes are an International Corporate Police Force—famous, feared, and controlled.
While the world admires its synthetic champions, Dr. Vikrant created something different in secret. Not soldiers—Mutants.
Real. Pure. Dangerous.
Hidden in the shadows of jungles and trauma, these Subjects (like Khan, Phantom, Ganga, and Bhola) aren't part of the system. They are the broken pieces of an experiment gone too far.
And they are far more powerful than the world is ready for.
Now that the fire has exposed them, the world will come hunting.
And they're not ready for what's coming.
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Interior – Secret Jungle Lab – Night.
A dim, humming lab chamber glows with red light. Monitors flicker. A containment pod stands in the center—thick glass fogged with blood and steam. Inside, GANGA lies unconscious, her body scarred, breathing shallow.
Dr. Vikrant stands outside, watching with cold calculation.
BEEP… BEEP… BEEP…
Vitals spike. Ganga's fingers twitch. Her eyes flash open—burning with rage.
CRASH!!
She shatters the chamber glass, stepping out like a beast reborn. Her body is pulsing with raw energy, veins glowing faintly blue. She falls to one knee, gasping—but then rises, bloodthirsty and unstable.
From the shadows, Pathan steps forward, arms crossed.
Pathan (dryly):
"Still hesitating, Ganga? You always hesitate when it matters most."
Ganga (snaps):
"Say that again—I'll rip your lungs out!"
She lunges forward.
But suddenly—a forcefield slams between them. Dr. Vikrant raises his hand, eyes narrowed.
Dr. Vikrant (firmly):
"Enough."
Ganga halts mid-attack, panting.
Dr. Vikrant (to Ganga, then glancing at Pathan):
"He's right. You're strong, but not enough. You both failed."
Both Pathan and Ganga turn, stunned.
Pathan:
"Failed? Against Bhola and a half-broken Khan?"
Dr. Vikrant (with dark pride):
"This time… I'm not sending a subject. I'm unleashing the monster."
A long silence.
Ganga (growling):
"What monster…?"
Dr. Vikrant (smirking):
"The one born from the same design as Khan. But perfected. Nearly invincible. Built in secret from the day I realized what makes Khan special."
Pathan (shocked):
"You mean—there's another… like him?"
Dr. Vikrant (softly, deadly):
"Not like him… better. Smarter. Angrier. Loyal to me. And ready to burn down the ones who ran."
He turns away, walking toward a heavily locked vault door glowing with caution lights.
Dr. Vikrant:
"They've had their chance. Now, they'll know what real fear is."
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Scene: Inside the Safehouse – Night
The safehouse is dimly lit, somewhere on the outskirts of the jungle. The windows are covered, tech gadgets are scattered around, and the group—Khan, Bhola, Phantom, and Lucy—sits around a dusty table, bruised but recovering.
Bhola walks in, holding a warm cup of tea. He sets it down with a serious expression.
Bhola (gruffly):
"It's time we stop running blindly... and start gathering the ones who matter."
Khan (curious):
"You mean… there are more like us?"
Bhola (nods):
"One in particular. Subject 7. We used to call him Red Arrow. The oldest of us. The first who truly understood what we were. Thirty years old now. He's not just powerful—he's precise, experienced… and dangerous."
Phantom leans forward, eyes focused.
Phantom:
"I remember pieces… Red Arrow trained us when we were young. He knew things before even Vikrant did. Taught me how to fight. But then… he vanished."
Bhola (firmly):
"He didn't vanish. He escaped. Long before any of us. He found a way to cut himself off from Vikrant's system. He knows Vikrant's methods, plans… secrets. If we find him—he can help us win."
Lucy, typing furiously on a portable terminal, interrupts.
Lucy:
"I might have something. I've been decrypting Vikrant's old satellite pings. Tracing someone using illegal arrows made from D-Type tech."
Khan raises an eyebrow.
Khan:
"Arrows?"
Lucy:
"Not normal ones. Custom-forged, piercing even military-grade armor. And the last activity traced to… Agra."
A beat of silence.
Khan:
"Agra?"
Lucy:
"Yes. Hidden on the outskirts. Red Arrow is there. Living under a false name. Seems he's been keeping an eye on us from a distance. Watching Vikrant too."
Bhola (standing up):
"Then what are we waiting for? We leave now."
Suddenly, a siren blares from Lucy's device. A warning light flashes red.
Lucy (tense):
"They found us. Satellite ping just locked onto this location."
Phantom:
"Heroes?"
Lucy:
"Yes. They're 30 minutes out. They've got drones scanning the area."
Khan (resolute):
"Then we move. We'll go underground if we have to. But we find Red Arrow before they find us."
Bhola (grabbing his gear):
"And trust me, if he joins us—this war changes."
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Scene Cut: Somewhere in Agra – Night
A silent rooftop, lit by moonlight. A tall figure stands cloaked in a red hood. A long, metallic compound bow strapped across his back. His face is partially visible—sharp eyes watching a burning file of Vikrant's experiments.
Red Arrow (to himself):
"So… you're finally coming to find me, little brother."
He loads a glowing red arrow and fires it into the sky. It explodes into a symbol visible only by a tracker lens.
[To be continued....]