The midnight rain lashed Visakhapatnam's east dock, the unnamed ship a dark beast rocking against the pier. Inside its rusted hold, chaos reigned as Rocky Bhai's Organization, cloaked by their Trigger front, tightened their grip on their captives. Aisha Seth, her crimson dress soaked, crept into a cabin, her heart pounding for Tara, her five-year-old daughter. A guard's rifle had stopped her, but now two Trigger thugs seized her, their laughter cruel. "Begging for your kid?" one sneered. "Vikram 'Blade' Sharma and the Boss will love this prize." Aisha struggled, her maternal fire blazing, but their grip was iron, dragging her toward the ship's bridge.
Robin Seth, hidden in the shadows of the hold, watched the horror unfold, his Fighting instincts a coiled inferno. His smartwatch pinged, the AI-driven health app flashing a warning. Tara's cry from the previous moment had guided him here. The divorce had severed his ties to Aisha, her capture stirring no pity, but Tara was his world. The Boss, an A-level enigma with a twisted glint in his eye, loomed nearby, his depraved intent toward Tara chilling even his Trigger allies.
Outside, the dock was a battlefield. Captain Manoj Singh and Kiran, leading the Hunters, clashed with Trigger's forces. Manoj's precise strikes met "Blade" Sharma's knife, but the Boss emerged, a towering figure with lethal grace. A single blow sent Manoj sprawling, ribs cracking, while Kiran dodged a vicious kick, only to be slammed against a crate, her shoulder dislocated. Captain Ganesh's police team, surrounding the ship, faltered under a hail of gunfire, their formation crumbling. Trigger's men, outnumbered but feral, fought with desperate fury.
In the hold, Tara sat bound with six other children, her wrists raw, her stuffed bear lost. Her eyes, defiant, met a trembling girl's. "My daddy's coming," she whispered. "He is my hero." Her faith, a spark in the dark, held fast.
Aisha, now bound on the bridge, faced "Blade" Sharma, his knife glinting. "Your kid's leverage," he snarled. "The Boss wants her, and you're a bonus." Aisha's eyes flashed, her voice raw. "Touch Tara, and you'll burn." Blade laughed, signaling the ship's engines. "We sail now—high seas, no witnesses."
Vikram Malhotra, cowering behind a dockside crate, watched the ship lurch. He'd followed Aisha, claiming to protect her, but his cowardice had kept him ashore, and now Aisha's capture threatened his plans. Her disillusionment, her memory of Robin's reliability, stung him. "She's mine," he muttered, his ambition a cold fire, but fear kept him rooted.
Robin moved, his parkour-honed agility a ghost in the hold. The Boss, sensing a presence, turned, his eyes narrowing as they locked on Tara. "The Seth girl," he purred, his voice sickening. A Trigger guard flinched, horrified, but stayed silent. Robin's blood boiled, his Don Robin fire erupting. He sprang, a silent strike dropping a guard, then faced the Boss. "Touch her, and you're dead," Robin growled, his aura a storm.
Tara's eyes lit up. "Daddy!" she cried, scrambling to him as he cut her ropes. She clung to him, her trust unwavering. "You're my hero," she whispered, her small arms tight. Robin's heart surged, but the Boss laughed, unshaken. "Don Robin," he said, voice low. "You're formidable, but the Rocky Gang backs us. You'll pay."
Robin's Fighting instincts blazed, his movements a blur. The Boss lunged, his A-level strikes brutal, but Robin countered—a knee to the gut, a spinning elbow to the jaw. The Boss staggered, his confidence cracking. "You're no myth," he gasped, realizing his foe's power.
On the bridge, Aisha heard Tara's cry, her heart leaping. Blade's knife pressed to her throat, but her defiance held. "Robin's here," she whispered, hope flickering despite their broken bond.
Outside, Priya Reddy, coordinated with Sanjay Gupta from the jetty. "Robin's inside," she texted, her sass sharp. "Sanjay's cams show the ship moving—get that boat ready!" Her fire matched Robin's, her loyalty unwavering.
The ship's engines roared, pulling from the dock. Manoj, bloodied, rallied the Hunters, but Trigger's men held the deck. Ganesh's police fired from the shore, useless as the ship gained distance. Robin faced the Boss, Tara behind him, his murderous intent a beacon. The ship sailed toward the high seas, and he'd annihilate Trigger to save his daughter, Rocky Bhai be damned. Blade's voice crackled over the intercom: "Kill them all!" .