LOOP (TS)

Part 2

The scene shifted.

A Battlefield in the Streets

Gunfire erupted. Explosions rocked the area.

Haseena barely had time to register where they were before—

Chaos.

A group of armed criminals had them cornered in a deserted market. The leader sneered, gun pointed directly at Haseena.

"Yahi hai na aapka kanoon? Aapki shaanti ki policy?" The man laughed cruelly. "Aaj dekhein kaise bachaati hain aap apne logon ko."

Haseena clenched her fists. This wasn't a battle she could talk her way out of.

"Chhodo inhe," she said evenly. "Main aapko guarantee deti hoon—"

The man cocked his gun.

A trigger pulled.

A gunshot rang out.

Blood splattered—

But it wasn't Haseena's.

Karishma stood in front of her, her body shielding her.

The bullet had torn through her side.

Haseena staggered forward, catching Karishma just as she collapsed against her.

"Karishma! Karishma, aankhein kholo!"

More gunfire erupted. MPT was under attack.

Cheetah and Billu retaliated, throwing themselves into the fight. Pushpa Ji pulled out her baton, taking down two men with precise strikes. Santu, still shaking, grabbed a fallen pipe and swung wildly at the nearest attacker.

But Haseena—

Haseena was frozen.

Karishma's blood soaked through her hands, her breath shallow.

"Nahi... nahi, Karishma! Yeh mat karo!"

Karishma gave a faint smirk. "Aapko... bachaana tha, Maddam Sir..."

Haseena gritted her teeth. "Agar aapne mujhe bacha liya... toh main bhi aapko bachane waali hoon!"

She pressed down hard on the wound. "Billu! Santu! Ambulance bulao!"

Karishma's eyelids fluttered.

She was slipping.

"NAHI!" Haseena roared. "Tumhe humse koi nahi cheen sakta!"

They fought for her. All of them.

The moment the last criminal fell, they surrounded Karishma, desperately trying to keep her alive.

But—

Her fingers went cold.

And she slipped away.

The Last Test – Taking Every Blow

Everything blurred.

The final scene unfolded.

All of them—Haseena, Pushpa Ji, Cheetah, Billu, and Santu—stood together.

This time, they were the ones in danger.

Surrounded.

Karishma faced impossible odds. More than twenty men. Armed. Merciless.

And she stood between them and MPT.

Her uniform was already soaked in blood. Bruises marred her skin.

The first blow landed.

She didn't move.

A kick to her ribs.

A punch to her face.

A bullet tore through her shoulder.

Still—she didn't back down.

MPT couldn't do anything. They were frozen in place.

They had to watch—every hit, every bullet, every wound—until Karishma collapsed.

A breath away from death.

It was too much.

Haseena broke first.

She threw herself down beside Karishma, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Bas, Karishma! Bas! Hum nahi jee sakte aapke bina!"

Cheetah grabbed her hand, pressing it against his forehead, tears rolling down his face.

Pushpa Ji cradled her, whispering broken apologies.

Billu's voice cracked. "Please, wapas aa jao..."

Santu shook her, screaming. "Humein maaf kar do, di! Humein maaf kar do!"

And then—

Karishma's eyelids fluttered.

The world shattered like glass.

They were back.

MPT headquarters.

Karishma lay weak but alive in Haseena's arms.

For the first time, she saw something she had never seen before—

Haseena Malik, begging.

"Aap jaise hain, waisa hi chahiye, Karishma Singh..." Haseena's voice was raw. "Aap mat badlaliye... I am sorry Karishma, I am so so sorry..."

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