Her voice holds a strange magic — a blend of deep emotion and quiet threat.
— "If you kill me… your son dies in this building.
You have no idea how far I've gone."
Alia's eyes widen.
She realizes Margaret is no longer just a lover…
She's a puppeteer, a predator, a playwright.
Alia's lips tremble. She whispers —
— "You used to love me, Margaret.
Now all that's left in your love… is nightmare."
Margaret smiles softly.
— "Love was never supposed to be easy.
You know it. I know it.
But if you stand in my way this time… I'll go all the way."
Alia's hand shakes with the pistol, but her eyes burn.
She knows Margaret isn't just controlling her — she's using her son.
— "If this is the end… then I'm not dying alone."
She slowly tightens her finger on the trigger—
💥 Suddenly, an explosion rocks the facility!
Flames erupt in the server room.
Maceo bursts in, shouting:
— "Alia, not now! We have to get to your son first!"
---
Scene: Helix Core Facility — Security Room
Alia's rage is fire in her eyes.
Margaret's touch, whisper, and betrayal all dissolve in the light of the explosion.
Alia turns sharply, pistol raised from her hip.
Margaret calls out:
> — "Don't do this, Alia… you don't know who they are..."
Alia replies coldly:
> — "I know. I know who you are… I know who I am.
And now, I know where my son is being kept."
🎬 BANG!
Alia shoots the electric panel — a door blasts open.
She moves like lightning.
Security guards storm in.
She pulls a knife from her back and takes them out, one by one, in silence.
---
Scene Cut — Helix Sublevel-3 | Bionic Testing Room
A boy sleeps inside a glass chamber, wrapped in tubes.
Alia runs in, presses her hand to the glass.
> — "Adiyan… Mama's here, baby…"
📢 "INTRUDER ALERT"
Team-7 units breach the room.
---
⚔️ ACTION SEQUENCE BEGINS ⚔️
Alia dual-fires her Glock-17s.
Maceo throws a smoke grenade for cover.
Alia moves like a shadow, disables the drone-guns.
She takes a bullet in her shoulder but doesn't stop.
A guard lunges — she jumps onto a lab table, breaks his neck cleanly.
---
She reaches the control room.
A cipher-locked door stands in her way.
She smears her blood on the scanner.
> "ACCESS GRANTED – SUBJECT: 7-C"
The door slides open.
She rushes to her son.
Pulls out the tubes, lifts him into her arms.
The boy blinks, whispers:
> — "Mom… is it really you?"
Tears fill Alia's eyes, but her jaw is steel.
> — "Your mother never loses."
---
Outside, Margaret stands with a remote detonator in one hand.
> — "If you leave now, I'll blow up the entire base."
Alia stands still, eyes burning with calm fury.
> — "Then blow it.
I'm not afraid anymore.
I'm not just a mother now…
I've become fire from the shadows."
---
Scene: Outside Helix Base — Amidst Smoke and Fire
Alia walks out of the ruined glass chamber with Alexander in her arms.
Alarms blaring, red lights flashing.
Beside her is her trusted agent, Maceo.
> "Ma'am, we have to go. It's not safe to stay here."
Alia takes a deep breath.
> "You go first. I'll follow."
Before he can protest, Alia slips away into the smoke.
There's a hard silence in her heart.
She knows — if she doesn't go back now, it'll never end.
She has to return… to where it all began.
Maceo obeys and escapes with Alexander.
Alia watches the horizon — fire, smoke, and the city's lights merge with visions of the future.
---
Scene: Helix Base ruins — snow and ash falling
Alia stands still. Her breath visible in the icy air.
Pain and memories swirl inside her.
Suddenly, Margaret appears behind her and slowly embraces her.
Her voice soft, in Russian:
— "Ты моя единственная..."
(You are my only one…)
Margaret begins to unbutton Alia's shirt gently, like drawing her back into closeness.
But Alia shudders, stepping away. Her eyes cold.
Margaret softly whispers in Korean:
— "당신은 나를 이해하지 못해..."
(You'll never understand me…)
Alia's throat tightens. She steps back across the frozen floor, her footprints forming a trail — like their love, frozen and cracked.
She walks forward slowly — strength and weakness swirling in her.
Suddenly, she slips on the ice, falls.
Margaret steps forward, catches her shoulder gently, smirks:
— "Ой, осторожно, детка…"
(Oops, careful, baby…)
There's sweetness in her voice — but beneath it, a veiled threat.
Margaret murmurs:
— "There's no running this time, Alia."
---
Scene Cut: America — Snow Cabin, Night
A large, remote cabin covered in snow. Fire crackling in the hearth.
Margaret and Alia sit across from each other.
Alia's hair is damp, falling over her neck.
Her eyes carry shame… and excitement.
Outside, a storm rages.
Inside, only their breath fills the silence.
A small smile… then stillness.
A finger brushes along a shoulder.
Their eyes meet. No words.
But the shadows on the wall begin to move.
Hair falls. The air warms.
Scene blurs…
---
Scene: Snow Cabin — Deep Night
Firelight glows softly in the room.
Alia's hair falls down her back. She walks silently toward Margaret.
Her lips tremble.
She gently places a hand on Margaret's neck.
— "Ahh…" — a soft gasp.
Margaret smiles — that old nervous smile, somewhere between fear and love.
Alia suddenly grabs her by the waist, pulls her close.
There's no music… but they move like there is.
Only breath and fire.
Light falls across the floor.
Shadows on the wall shift — like memories long buried.
They don't speak.
But their eyes say:
> "We've been through hell… but for now, we're here."
Margaret stares deep into Alia's eyes, holds her waist, slowly pulls her in.
Alia collapses into sobs, clinging to the blanket.
Through the tears, in broken Russian, she whispers:
> "Нет... нет, Маргарет... о, нет..."
(No… no, Margaret… oh, no…)
Then, in her native Bengali:
> "You won't understand… I can't… if this happens, everything ends…"
Margaret gently grips her hand, a faint smile on her lips —
But in her eyes… an ocean of sorrow.
Margaret slowly steps closer to Alia, her eyes a mix of coldness and tenderness.
Alia stands still, feeling the touch as Margaret's hand moves down to rest gently on her belly — whispering secrets of a life hidden within.
Alia closes her eyes and softly presses her lips to the curve of her stomach.
> "Ahhhhh…"
That sound is not just a breath — it's a deep cry, a blend of longing and hope.
A feeling that says, "You're not alone. There's a new life sleeping here, and for that life, we will fight."
Margaret smiles softly, her voice quiet but full of meaning:
— "This is more than just us now, Alia. It's everything."
A new fire of determination ignites in Alia's eyes.
Suddenly, a white, viscous fluid begins to seep from Alia's body—an unsettling sign that something inside her is changing, breaking down.
Margaret watches with a twisted smile, then slowly starts to dance—a haunting, almost ritualistic dance in the flickering firelight.
> "Owww no…" she purrs, voice dripping with dark amusement.
Alia's breath quickens. Pain flashes across her face, and she instinctively bites down hard on a nearby pillow to stifle a scream.
Her eyes blaze with fierce determination through the agony.Margaret laughs, a mix of cruelty and playfulness in her smile.
Alia is confused, not knowing what to do, her eyes filled with fear and hesitation.
Suddenly, Margaret's laughter softens, turning almost tearful.
A strange sadness wells up in her eyes. She whispers in Russian—
— "Ой, малыш… почему ты так боишься?"
(Oh, baby… why are you so afraid?)
Tears brim in Alia's eyes, but she bites her lip, trying to hold herself together.
---
The Russian words echo like poison in Alia's ears.
Her eyes grow heavy, and all her strength begins to fade.
She can no longer fight.
At least not in that moment…
Darkness falls over her vision.
Alia loses consciousness and collapses to the floor.
Margaret stands over her, the smile tinged with tears still lingering,
slowly leaning down beside Alia.