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27 EXT. ALLEY. NIGHT. 27
We're looking through someone's eyes as they root around
inside a dumpster, down the back alley of what appears to be
a butcher's. The hands stop as they locate something,
bringing out a filthy-looking hunk of meat.
The hands squeeze the meat, and as a little cold blood drips
out, the hands quickly press the meat up towards us, as
though we're being fed it.
A cat SCREECHES off screen, and we whip round to see a
cloaked figure standing at the entrance to the alley. A brief
glow of burning cigar tells us this is Malkuth.
MALKUTH
My, my, my, and what a sorry mess
you are! You look like you could
use a friend right now, as well as
a good meal or two.
Malkuth walks closer as we hop down to the floor, and we hear
Chris' voice speak.
CHRIS
Who are you?
MALKUTH
My name's Malkuth. I'm a local…
businessman.
CHRIS
(cold)
You're a half-demon. I don't work
with your kind.
MALKUTH
I don't think you're in a position
to negotiate right now! Now do you
want my help or not?
Malkuth extends a hand, and we see one of Chris' hands reach
cautiously out for it. As they make contact, we:
SMASH CUT TO:
28 INT. 18-WHEELER - CONTAINER. NIGHT. 28
We pull quickly back from Twist as she exits the memory,
starting to realise that Chris and Malkuth have known each
other for a very long time. There's no time to dwell on this,
as the first wave of demons are on the attack.
Chris moves fast, sword flashing as it slices left and right,
sending demons to the floor with a chorus of howls of pain.
Chris moves fast, jumping after his targets.
Twist swings her bat into one monster, a quadruped with long
arms ending in sharp claws, which SQUEALS as it clatters to
the ground.
Two more jump her, yellow locust-like creatures, and she
yells as she tries to fight them off.
Chris tries to reach her but is grabbed by two big demons,
who SLAM him into the container wall. One punches him in the
gut as the other kicks away his sword, but Chris flips up and
over the second punch, crashing the demon's heads together.
Twist rolls to the floor and kicks one of the monsters off
her - it collects a demon on its way towards the container
doors which burst open, sending both creatures out onto the
highway.
Twist stands, grimacing at the gooey monster blood splattered
down here.
TWIST
Oh, this was so not in the
contract…
CHRIS (O.S.)
Twist!!
Twist looks up - Chris is disappearing under a pile of
monsters and demons, reaching for his katana. Twist kicks it
towards him, and he slices backwards with it, sending his
attackers scattering.
Chris stands and takes a breath - and then POW! He's hit full
in the chest by a blast of orange energy. Chris hurtles back
through the air, sailing straight out the container and onto
the highway beyond.
Malkuth laughs, lowering his smoking palm, as the remaining
monsters regroup and surround the young vamp.
MALKUTH
He was asking for that one. Now!
What are we going to do with you?
Twist backs up, bat ready in case anything gets too close, as
Malkuth's army closes in.
MALKUTH (cont'd)
I'll say this much, you're prettier
than the last one.
TWIST
What 'last one'?
MALKUTH
Oh, there's a lot he hasn't told
you, isn't there?
(to demons and monsters)
Now then, boys, shall we just kill
and eat her, or shall we have some
fun first?
The chant goes up: 'Fun! Fun! Fun!' Twist looks round again,
then shakes her head.
TWIST
Oh, hell, no!
With that, she turns and JUMPS straight out the rear of the
container. Malkuth's face drops.
MALKUTH
Oh well. 'Till next time.
(relights cigar)
Alright, men, onwards and upwards,
we have a job to do!
29 EXT. HIGHWAY. NIGHT. 29
Twist staggers into frame, bruised and bloody from her quick
exit, and heads for Chris, lying flat by the side of the
road. Cars swerve past the duo, horns blaring.
TWIST
Chris… Chris!
She shakes him, and he groans and stirs. She helps him up to
a sitting position as he rubs his sore head.
CHRIS
(woozy)
What… happened…?
TWIST
That Malkuth guy shot you with a
big ass fireball, and you just went
fwoosh! Straight outta the truck!
Are you okay? Did it hurt?
CHRIS
(sharp)
I hit the road at about fifty miles
an hour, Twist, what do you think?
Twist bites her lip and steps back. Chris sighs and opens his
mouth to apologise, but she shakes her head.
TWIST
'S cool. So what are we gonna do
about catching that guy?
CHRIS
I'd better find out where he was
headed - it seems we fell foul of
his diversion, so let's go back to
the docks and see if there are any
clues on that ship as to what he's
up to.
Chris starts to walk away, but Twist pauses.
CHRIS (cont'd)
What is it?
TWIST
Chris, I got a flash of something
in there. Of you and Malkuth. You
know each other pretty well, don't
you?
Chris sighs, looks at his feet and nods.
TWIST (cont'd)
I think you'd better tell me
everything. No more lies.
Chris walks away, and we pull back as Twist catches up.
30 INT. ABANDONED BUILDING. NIGHT. 30
We're inside a run down building, windows boarded up and
sparse furniture covered with sheets. The door is KICKED open
by Malkuth's goons, followed by the man himself.
MALKUTH
Let's get set up, we're working to
a tight schedule here!
More goons come in, dragging several hysterically yelling
people with them. We see the now fatherless family from the
cargo ship as well as three other family units, each shoved
roughly down to the floor. Malkuth steps over.
MALKUTH (cont'd)
You're probably wondering why we
kidnapped you and brought you all
here. It's really very simple. I
need your blood and several of your
organs to complete a complex and
ancient ritual so that…
(beat; smiles)
Well, that bit isn't really
important. What matters is that
you're all going to die soon, so if
you have any last requests… nobody
really cares.
Malkuth stands as several of the people start sobbing. He
motions to one of the goons.
MALKUTH (cont'd)
Get them some tissues, will you?
He turns and walks away, over to a midget who holds a grey
box up to him.
MALKUTH (cont'd)
Is everything we need in here?
MIDGET
All ingredients present and
correct, boss. So, who are we
bringing back?
MALKUTH
Curaq. He's an old friend who's
been locked in a particularly nasty
dimension for many years now, and
it's time I kept my side of our
bargain and got him out of there.
MIDGET
What about Chris? I mean, now he
knows we're here…
MALKUTH
Chris won't be a problem. If he
shows up, it'll be too late to stop
me bringing Curaq back, and then we
can sit back and watch Curaq turn
him inside out!
Malkuth laughs, and the Midget joins in.
31 EXT. DOCKS. NIGHT. 31
We walk towards the ship, still with its bay doors wide open,
past the bodies of all of Forbes' men who lie scattered
across the ground.
32 INT. CARGO SHIP - ROOM. NIGHT. 32
Twist watches as Chris examines the room we saw the kidnapped
family in earlier. The body of the father lies sprawled
awkwardly on the floor, his chest torn open.
TWIST
Ick. Why kill him and then cut him
up? Isn't that labouring the point?
CHRIS
This was ritualistic. They've only
taken certain organs.
Chris pokes around inside the dead man's chest, but Twist
isn't put off, craning over for a closer look. Chris peers
back over his shoulder at her, chuckling.
CHRIS (cont'd)
Certainly takes a lot to shock you,
doesn't it?
TWIST
(shrugs)
I've seen enough horror to last me.
Everything else is just like a
trailer before the feature. So
what's the diagnosis, apart from a
slight case of 'death by
disembowelling'?
CHRIS
I'm not sure yet. I know someone
who could help me work out what
ritual this is likely to be for,
but first we need to find where
Malkuth is.
TWIST
And how do we do that?
Chris closes his eyes and lays his palm down on the floor of
the ship. A beat, then a red GLOW forms beneath his hand,
stretching back to the dead man and then out of the door.
Twist watches it go as it snakes past her.
CHRIS
(eyes still closed)
We follow the trail.
TWIST
Huh. Nice job, Lassie!
Chris stands and tosses his phone to Twist.
CHRIS
Call a chap named Buckley, he'll be
able to help us find out what
Malkuth's up to. The number's in
there already.
TWIST
Got it. What are you going to do?
CHRIS
I'm going to take us to Malkuth.
Twist nods, and the duo exit. We pan down to take in the
blood trail on the floor, before we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT THREE
ACT FOUR
FADE IN:
33 INT. ABANDONED BUILDING. NIGHT. 33
We fade up on the room we left Malkuth in, only this time
there is a large pentagram marked out on the floor,
complicated symbols clustered at each point. Candles and
human organs are at the tip of each point, with a pile of
dead bodies heaped up in one corner of the room.
Malkuth watches as one of his goons stabs the last struggling
hostage, a middle aged man, and drops him to the ground.
MALKUTH
Very good, Levern. Now, just like
we practised. Take the knife…
Slowly, the goon reaches down and drags the knife clumsily
across the dead man's chest. Malkuth winces at his lack of
precision, but nods as Levern holds up a bloodied extracted
organ from the man.
MALKUTH (cont'd)
Alright, now, put it at the point
closest to you.
Levern dutifully places the organ carefully down and steps
away. Malkuth stands, grinning, as the Midget passes him a
leather-bound book. He opens it.
MALKUTH (cont'd)
Guardians of the barrier between
this world and your own, mighty
Azmothep and Churartl, hear my
command. This sacrifice of flesh
and blood we give to you, man,
woman and child, so that you may
feed and supply the power I
require, the power to free one who
is captive between two worlds.
A beat. Nothing happens. Malkuth looks round as his goons
exchange concerned looks, then sighs and shakes his head,
turning to the next page.
MALKUTH (cont'd)
Don't worry, this does take a
while.
34 INT. CITY BUS. NIGHT. 34
Twist is on Chris' phone, scribbling notes down on a scrap of
paper.
TWIST
Uh-huh… yeah… okay, got it. Thanks,
Buckley.
Twist hangs up and heads for the front of the otherwise empty
bus - where we see that Chris is driving.
CHRIS
Well?
TWIST
Buckley says he thinks Malkuth is
trying the Summoning Ritual of
Zaguset, used to drag beings from
one dimension to another, given
what we've told him.
CHRIS
It must be for Curaq… bugger!
TWIST
Cur-who?
CHRIS
If he's right, then Malkuth may
well be trying to bring a very,
very powerful demon into our world,
and we cannot let that happen.
TWIST
Do we know where we're headed?
CHRIS
I'm following my nose, so to speak.
TWIST
Groovy. So, this means you've got
time to tell me how you and Malky
boy know each other, right?
A beat, then Chris sighs and nods.
TWIST (cont'd)
When we were back in that truck, I
had a vision of you and him in an
alleyway. Seemed like you were
rooting for scraps or something…
Chris grimaces as he recalls the memory.
CHRIS
It was 1984. Not a good year for
me. I was in a slump after an
incident in Austria many years
previously, and…
(beat)
Never mind. Malkuth approached me
and said he had some work for me,
he'd heard about my previous
exploits and wanted to help me out.
I didn't really have any other
options.
DISSOLVE TO:
35 INT. OFFICE. DAY. 35
A well-kept and furnished executive office suite, with
Malkuth behind a desk and the still-scruffy Chris before it.
Malkuth, looking less skeletal and lacking the fangs, pushes
a dossier towards Chris, who opens it.
CHRIS (V.O.)
Just simple jobs at first. Escorts,
picking up packages, the odd strike
on a demon or vampire nest. I
thought I was working for the good
guys at last, but one night I found
out things weren't as they seemed.
36 INT. BAR. NIGHT. 36
Malkuth strides towards a fat, sweaty man, the owner of the
run down bar we find ourselves in. The man is on his knees,
held there by a goon's heavy hand.
The man pleads with Malkuth for a few moments, before Malkuth
laughs, draws a sword and runs the man through.
With a shudder, he goes limp and Malkuth lets him drop to the
floor.
Unseen by Malkuth, we pull back to see Chris, hidden safely
behind the bar, watching the scene with wide eyes, that
narrow with anger as he realises he's been lied to.
CHRIS (V.O.)
When I saw Malkuth execute a local
bar owner for failing to pay his
protection money, I started to
realise that I'd been played all
along, that Malkuth had been using
me to do his dirty work.
Chris steals away, but as he exits, Malkuth's head snaps
round as though hearing something.
CHRIS (V.O.) (cont'd)
Malkuth invited me to a
spellcasting that was taking place
a week later, but I didn't know at
the time that I was going to be the
subject…
37 INT. CEREMONIAL CHAMBER. NIGHT. 37
Chris walks down a flight of steps and into a long, black
room, complete with flaming torches on the wall and dozens of
crates and boxes strewn across the dusty floor.
In the centre of the room stands Malkuth with a short, purple
robed SHAMAN, welcoming Chris with open arms. A pair of clear
vases stand on two plinths in the centre of the room, and the
Shaman steps between them, closing his eyes and placing a
hand on each.
CHRIS (V.O.)
Malkuth said he wanted me to keep
an eye on the ceremony, make sure
things didn't get out of hand, but
all he really wanted was for me to
be there.
White energy starts to build up in one of the vases, escaping
over the brim like smoke and curling its way towards Chris.
Concerned, he takes a step back and looks up at Malkuth, who
suddenly has a triumphant grin in place. The white mist
gathers round Chris as he backs up.
CHRIS (V.O.) (cont'd)
The spell being cast was supposed
to suck out my very soul, to take
out my conscience and spirit and
turn me into some kind of slave to
Malkuth, to make sure I never
questioned his orders. As he
predicted, however, things got a
little out of hand…
As the mist starts to envelop Chris, he throws his arms back
and SCREAMS. The energy blasts away from him, two bolts
striking each of the vases, shattering them and showering the
shaman with fragments, while a third hits Malkuth, knocking
him off his feet.
Malkuth writhes in agony on the ground, hands pressed to his
face, as a woozy Chris staggers to his feet and runs up the
steps and out.
Malkuth stands, hands covering his face, but as he slowly
takes them away we see his eyes have become blood red and he
has developed a pair of fangs. His eyes widen as he realises
something has gone very wrong, and, clutching at his chest,
he drops to his knees.
CHRIS (V.O.) (cont'd)
A little piece of me had gotten
into Malkuth somehow, changing him
into what you saw earlier.
38 INT. CITY BUS. NIGHT. 38
Twist sits, watching Chris, captivated by the story.
CHRIS
I found out what had happened when
I had Naomi read me a few days
later, she told me part of my chi
was… missing somehow.
TWIST
And this missing bit of you, it's
in Malkuth now?
Chris nods. Twist whistles sympathetically.
TWIST (cont'd)
Wow. So, what does that mean,
exactly?
CHRIS
It means I have to get it back.
Since that happened, I've felt
incomplete, somehow. He's used it
to find me dozens of times, to
attack me as well. We're connected
at some level and I need to break
that connection before I can finish
him for good.
Chris brings the bus to a stop outside an old building.
CHRIS (cont'd)
We're here. Get ready.
Chris opens the bus doors and leaves, and Twist pauses to
watch him go, wondering what to make of it all. Shaking her
head, she grabs her bat and hops off the bus.
39 INT. ABANDONED BUILDING. NIGHT. 39
A howling wind has kicked up now, and a yellow crackling ball
of energy hovers in the air above the pentagram. Malkuth
continues to read from the book, shouting.
MALKUTH
Burn the offerings, fuel the fire!
The organs at each point of the pentagram burst into flames,
shooting columns of fire several feet upwards.
MALKUTH (cont'd)
Open the gateway, return the lost
one to us at last!
With a CRACK like thunder, a PORTAL opens up, a tear in space
that howls like a tornado, streaks of lightning lancing out
to ripple across anything nearby.
40 EXT. OUTSIDE BUILDING. NIGHT. 40
With light from within shining out between the planks over
the windows, Chris races towards the door.
CHRIS
Ready?
TWIST
Chris, I was born ready!
Without breaking stride, Chris jumps and KICKS out towards
the building's door, and we:
41 INT. ABANDONED BUILDING. NIGHT. 41
Cut to the inside of the room as, in kung fu slow motion, the
building's door is BLASTED off its hinges by Chris' kick,
knocking two goons to the floor. 'Reject' by Watts starts to
play as the duo make their entrance.
Twist skids to a halt inside the room, taking in the bodies,
Malkuth, the portal and the several other goons inside,
leaping in with her bat and CRACKING it off the skull of the
closest bad guy.
Chris advances on Malkuth, the wind ripping round the room
almost taking him off his feet.
CHRIS
It's over, Malkuth! You didn't
bring him back in time!
MALKUTH
(wicked grin)
Didn't I?
As we watch, a huge, clawed HAND reaches out from within the
portal, and within moments the torso of CURAQ has pulled
itself through, fighting against the energies of the vortex.
Curaq is a huge, broad-shouldered demon in muddy chainmail
armour, his flat-topped, dark gray head leering out with
bright yellow eyes.
Chris' eyes widen as he watches the monster claw its way into
our world, hopping back as he avoids a clumsy tackle from one
of the goons and crossing swords with another.
MALKUTH (cont'd)
Come on, Curaq! We haven't got all
day for you to wrench your carcass
out of that hell hole, there's a
whole world to destroy out here!
Curaq ROARS as he struggles onwards, and Chris yells over to
Twist above the increasing noise in the room.
CHRIS
Twist! The book! Destroy the book,
it'll close the portal!
Twist nods and starts to head towards Malkuth, but he neatly
tosses it towards the Midget, who looks terrified as he
realises he'll be the new target.
Malkuth raises one hand, and a crackling tendril of blue
energy snakes out towards Twist, wrapping round her throat
and lifting her into the air. She struggles against it as
she's hoisted upwards, her head BASHING into the ceiling.
Chris is losing the fight against three goons at once, pinned
down and taking many hits and kicks, but he gets one free
hand up for long enough to ZAP Malkuth's hand with a bolt of
green magic.
Malkuth snarls and clutches his wounded hand, dropping Twist
to the ground. Coughing as she gets up, she sees that the
Midget, still clutching the book, is only a foot away from
her. The terrified guy freezes as Twist stands and rears back
with the bat. She grins.
TWIST
Batter up!
THWACK! She hits the book as hard as she can, knocking it out
of the Midget's hands and sending the tiny man SMASHING
through the wooden planks over the boarded up window. He
disappears from view with a SCREECH.
Twist snatches up the book and looks to the portal.
Curaq is half out, one foot starting to force its way through
as his huge arms flail around for support.
Twist lines up the book to throw it back into the portal.
MALKUTH
Nooo!!!
TWIST
Overdue fines, comin' your way!
She THROWS the book - and we watch as it sails over the head
of Curaq and back into the portal.
Curaq grunts with surprise, then with a FLASH of light the
portal disappears in an instant - and the severed chunks of
the mighty demon's body fall to the ground.
MALKUTH
(furious)
You… bitch!
TWIST
And yet, I still won. What'cha
gonna do, eh?
Malkuth stands, and with a raging glare at Twist wraps his
cloak round him with a flourish. The cloak folds up into thin
air as Malkuth teleports away, gone in a flash.
Chris SHOUTS with effort and throws the goons off him,
running one through with his sword, breaking the neck of the
second and standing back as Twist SMASHES her bat into the
back of the last one, who slumps to the ground.
CHRIS
Nice shot!
TWIST
Thanks. I'm thinking of trying out
for Little League this summer.
CHRIS
Where's Malkuth?
TWIST
He did this kind of 'swoosh' thing
with his cloak and did a trademark
'Villain Of The Week' getaway move.
Chris dusts himself. The floor around the pentagram is
covered with scorch marks, and the wooden boards HISS as
Curaq's corrosive blood eats into them.
TWIST (cont'd)
Do all dead monsters smell that
bad?
CHRIS
Worse, usually. Let's go, the
Cleaners are probably already on
their way.
TWIST
Cleaners?
CHRIS
Not the mop and bucket kind.
Government men, who clean up after
our messes.
And they don't much like being
seen, so let's stay one step ahead
and get out of here.
TWIST
Lead on, coach. I have a sudden
craving for another one of Naomi's
special recipe cups of joe…
The duo exit through the shattered front door.
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