Precap wala scene jiske liye KISI NE bilkul demand nahi kari hai:
From just after the precap ends
Karan stares at the two, eyes narrowing dangerously as he inspected the scene. Monami was struggling fruitlessly, Pushpa's grip tight on her.
His eyes traced over the gun that was pressed against Monami's temple, his heart beating loudly. No, no, no, he couldn't lose her. He couldn't let anything happen to her.
"Use jaane do", he said, his voice unwavering, not betraying the turmoil inside him.
"Gun neeche", she answered back, her face twisted into an angry scowl.
Karan's grip tightened on the grip, and his eyes darted to Monami. She shook her head determinedly, and Pushpa hit her with the gun, making her groan. His jaw clenched, as a thin cut appeared, a drop of blood travelling down the side of her face.
"Gun neeche", she snarled again, and his gaze travelled back to the terrorist. Her leg caught his eye, a little outward, not covered by Monami's.
"Karan, no", Monami said, struggling, when he slowly lowered it. "Karan, yeh terrorist hai. Karan!"
He met her eyes, closing his eyes in a quick blink and her eyebrows furrowed, as she tried to figure out what he wanted to say.
He tightened his grip on the gun by his side, finger on the trigger, as Pushpa shifted the gun from Monami's temple to Karan's head.
"Tujhe toh apne haathon se maarne ka pleasure milega, Karan Shergill", she snarled. "Iss maksat ke bina toh nahi jaoongi main."
He looked at her leg, a few inches from Monami's. He couldn't miss the shot. It would hurt her. But he has to take the risk.
He raised his gun, pulling the trigger quickly, and Pushpa screamed as blood spurted from her calf, loosening her grip on Monami. She elbowed the woman, grabbing the gun, before running to Karan's side. He didn't waste a second before pulling her behind him instinctively, aiming his gun at Pushpa.
She looked up, hatred etched on her face. She snarled, frustration and anger lacing her voice. "Tujhe toh marna hoga, Karan", she screamed, rushing to him.
He pulled the trigger, and she dropped to the ground, blood spurting from the hole in the middle of her forehead.
She was dead.
But they had lost the only person who could possibly tell them more about the group.
Ab aur kuch dimaag mein nahi aa raha tha. Toh sorry for the bad scene, par tumhaara mann tha, toh yeh lo. 
Edited by NoeticLife - 3 years ago