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TEASER
FADE IN:
1 EXT. FLORIDA – DAY 1
INSERT OVER – Florida, the week before Xmas.
As the twinkling intro of 'California Girls' by the Beach
Boys plays, we take a tour of the Everglades as Christmas
starts to roll in – kids wrapped up snug and warm, skaters
trying to brave the frosty pavements, and the young and the
old walk down the street, the generation gap non-existent.
TWIST (O.S.)
AAARRRGGGHHH!!!
The soundtrack abruptly ends.
TWIST (O.S.) (cont'd)
You will pay for that, foul beast…
There's a loud buzz.
TWIST (O.S.) (cont'd)
Sorry. Time-outs don't apply.
2 INT. HOTEL ROOM – TWIST'S ROOM – NEXT 2
ANGLE ON THE SCREEN: We're watching a closely fought match of
NHL '94 on the Megadrive. It's the final 60 seconds of
Montreal versus Los Angeles. Los Angeles is on the attack.
It's 6-6, and the buzzer's counting down.
We pick up TWIST, hammering the buttons. She's playing
against the computer. It's obvious her growing frustration is
tied to the game.
TWIST
You're going down, Los Angeles.
City Of Angels, my ass!
3 INT. HOTEL ROOM – CHRIS'S ROOM – NEXT 3
There's a desk, littered with papers and Magic Books. The
papers are full of scribblings. Not all make sense. Such
folks as DeKnight and Sparrow author the Magic Books.
They cover locator spells predominantly.
We pull back to see CHRIS, locked in steely-eyed
determination.
Back a touch further to see Chris' hand is outstretched in
front of him. In front of our eyes a yellow, sphere like orb
starts to develop. It's hypnotically beautiful.
Chris is muttering a sentence in Latin under his breath, and
as he does the yellow orb begins to radiate with light.
4 INT. HOTEL ROOM – TWIST'S ROOM – NEXT 4
On the screen, Los Angeles go on the attack, and Twist looks
worried, her fingers frantically working the pad as she tries
to mount a defence.
TWIST
No… no… no!
Ten seconds. Los Angeles near the goal. Gretsky sneaks past
the defence. He hits the ball as hard as he can.
5 INT. HOTEL ROOM – CHRIS'S ROOM – NEXT 5
The room is lit completely by the orb. Chris is straining
under the power of it, squinting his eyes against the glare.
6 INT. HOTEL ROOM – TWIST'S ROOM – NEXT 6
Twist is hammering the buttons with a real gusto.
The puck deflects off the goalkeeper. Gretsky sneaks in. He
scores a goal. The celebrations start. The buzzer goes. The
crowd cheers. Los Angeles win 7-6.
Twist is defeated, slightly furious. She throws the joypad
down on the floor as we hear the digitised crowd of the game
roar and cheer.
TWIST
Son of a…
7 INT. HOTEL ROOM – CHRIS'S ROOM – NEXT 7
Chris' face starts to go pale (I know he's half Vampire, but
imagine a Vampire going even more pale, and that's Chris at
this moment.)
The yellow orb cracks slightly, and more beams of light start
to beam out from inside it. It begins to rattle in Chris'
hand, the energies contained going out of control. There is a
sudden loud SNAP.
Chris is flung across the room. He SLAMS into the wall,
cracking the plaster, and lands facedown on the floor.
The orb hangs in mid-air, bobbing slightly and emitting a low
humming noise. The light in the room dies down to just leave
the yellow glow of the orb.
Chris leaps up and shakes his head to clear his thoughts as
he looks up at the floating orb.
CHRIS
Right… you're going to be a tricky
little bugger, aren't you?
Twist enters the room behind him, not noticing the floating
orb or Chris' confused look as he stares at it. Chris doesn't
hear her enter either.
TWIST
Los Angeles beat me. Again. I
swear Chris; I think there's
something wrong about that game.
(confused)
What's that thing?
The orb cracks even more, and starts to shake more urgently
in mid-air, as though it's an oversized balloon ready to pop.
In a two-shot we see both of Chris & Twist. Their eyes cast
towards the orb. Both look worried, and then glance across at
each other, Chris noticing her at last.
CHRIS & TWIST
(in unison)
Uh-oh.
The entire room is suddenly illuminated by yellow. There's a
FLASH, and we SMASH CUT to:
We're back in the room. everything is as it was. Chris is
slowly getting to his feet. He looks around, confused.
CHRIS
That was odd…
He walks over to his notes.
We see Twist, also slowly getting up. She rubs her head.
TWIST
Ow! Damn it, Chris, the next time
you're going to play Harry Potter
in here and blow stuff up, give me
some warning, okay?
Chris is looking through his notes. Twist stands over his
shoulder, peering down at the papers.
TWIST
So what happened?
Chris doesn't answer.
CHRIS
Intriguing.
TWIST
True… but what happened?
CHRIS
(beat; looks round)
I wonder where she went?
Twist's 'Oh, crap!' expression says it all.
TWIST
Oh, this sucks!
Off her concerned look, we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF TEASER
ACT ONE
FADE IN:
8 INT. TOMB. NIGHT. 8
We begin a slow, methodical, crawl. The tomb is dark and
gloomy. It has a definite eerie/ooky factor. Freshly
eviscerated bodies hang off the walls. Skeleton parts line
the floors. Several followers are assembled at the end. They
wear dark hoods, concealing their faces.
We close up on MALKUTH, holding the Golden Artefact he
acquired previous episode in front of him. It shines, and he
grins happily.
MALKUTH
Stage one is complete.
Behind Malkuth stands a member of LOS AMIGOS. He has short
blonde hair, and an authority problem.
LOS AMIGO
So… where's my money?
MALKUTH
There are bigger things at work
here than money, my boy!
The Amigo steps forward, threateningly.
LOS AMIGO
My brothers died to get you that
piece of junk, so why don't you see
your way clear to honouring their
memories... and my wallet!
Malkuth laughs heartily, then hands the Golden Artefact to a
flunky and turns to face Los Amigo.
MALKUTH
Let me spell it out for you.
Malkuth throws his fist forward - it SLAMS through the chest
of Los Amigo, popping out the other side. Los Amigo screams
in agony. Malkuth extracts his hand, and rips the unbeating
heart of Los Amigo out.
MALKUTH
This doesn't beat. Ergo, you don't
matter.
Malkuth throws his left palm forward. It slams into the
throat of Los Amigo, and he drops to the floor. He holds his
throat, gasping for air.
MALKUTH
You are insignificant.
Malkuth grabs the Golden Artefact.
MALKUTH
This is significant. And that's the
key difference here!
Malkuth slams the Golden Artefact down. We hear the
squelching as it pounds on the flesh of Los Amigo. Blood
flies up. It splatters against Malkuth's face. He repeats.
Malkuth hands the Golden Artefact to one of his followers,
and then grabs a sword from the wall. He twirls it between
his fingers, and slams it down.
After the scream of the expiring vampire fades, Malkuth wipes
the blood from his face and settles back down.
MALKUTH (cont'd)
This…
(takes back Golden
Artefact)
Is all that matters!
He laughs maniacally. The many hooded followers try, and
fail, to match his laugh.
Malkuth opens one eye and suddenly stops laughing.
MALKUTH (cont'd)
We'll have to work on that...
9 INT. HOTEL ROOM – CHRIS'S ROOM – NEXT 9
Chris paces up and down the room, looking baffled.
CHRIS
Hmm… now this is a tricky one.
He rests his elbow on the wall, tries to think.
CHRIS (cont'd)
Where did Twist go?
We pan across slightly to pick up Twist standing beside him,
yelling.
TWIST
Can-you-hear-me!?!
Chris looks up as though he can hear something, and Twist
looks hopeful for a second.
CHRIS
Hmm, the wind is loud today…
Twist starts pacing back and forth, thinking.
TWIST
Right. Chris can't hear me. Looks
like I'd better try something else!
On Chris' laptop, the screensaver blinks off. We see Twist
tapping the keys relentlessly.
Chris hears the keyboard rattling and turns to look.
The laptop keys are being tapped, but no-one is there. Least
not from Chris's point of view. Bemused, Chris looks at his
watch.
CHRIS
Funny. The local psychic told me
this house is haunted at midnight…
(off watch)
But it's only 10.30am.
Twist sighs, growing impatient as she crosses her arms.
The e-mail service pops up, a little winged envelope fading
up on the screen.
COMPUTER
You've Got Mail.
TWIST
(shakes head)
I hated that film.
Chris walks over to the laptop.
He checks the e-mail. There's one from Twist, time-stamped as
being sent thirty seconds ago. The e-mail reads: Chris, I am
right behind you!
Twist is looking extremely positive, showing two thumbs up,
indeed standing directly behind Chris. Chris smiles.
CHRIS
Aw. That's sweet.
He walks away from the laptop, beaming.
CHRIS (cont'd)
Not much help in the present
situation, but good to see I made a
positive impression, wherever she
is at the moment!
TWIST
(slaps forehead)
Good grief…
10 INT. TOMB – NEXT 10
Malkuth admires the Golden Artefact some more. Follower #1
steps forward. He speaks with a low, gravely voice.
FOLLOWER #1
Master. Someone tried to locate you
with a Scrying Spell.
MALKUTH
I trust you took care of it?
FOLLOWER #1
Yes.
Follower #1 goes to leave.
MALKUTH
(calling out)
Was it Chris?
FOLLOWER #1
Yes, my Lord.
MALKUTH
How did you handle it?
FOLLOWER #1
We separated him from the female,
as per your instructions.
MALKUTH
Good. Keep me posted, with any luck
it'll finally shut her up!
Follower #1 nods and walks off, and Malkuth goes back to
admiring the shining statue.
11 INT. HOTEL ROOM – CHRIS'S ROOM – NEXT 11
Chris stands by the wall, thinking.
CHRIS
What I need is a plausible
explanation for an implausible
event…
(beat; calls out)
Twist, I'm not sure if you can hear
me or not, but I'm going to try and
think out loud, just in case you
can hear me, and can help, or…
(sighs)
This is going to be a long day.
By his side, still invisible to him, Twist is stamping her
feet impatiently.
TWIST
Yes, stupid, I can hear you
perfectly well, I'm standing right
next to you!
(beat)
And now I'm talking to myself.
(beat)
Eh, no-one will know.
(beat; yells)
GET ME OUT OF HERE!
CHRIS
I see two problems. Firstly, Twist
is – I mean, you're missing, and
second, we have a poltergeist.
Maybe they are connected?
TWIST
Oh for the love of… are you being
this dense on purpose?
Twist grabs a pen off the desk, and walks over to the wall,
starting to write on it.
Chris hears the scratching noise, and looks up to see the pen
float in mid-air. Images start to appear on the wall. Chris
looks round the room, looking annoyed.
CHRIS
I don't have time for your games,
ghost, I'm trying to find my frie-
my partn- I'm trying to find Twist!
The images begin to form. We basically see a Vampire that
looks like Chris. He stares across the room. Behind him
stands Twist. She's yelling with all her might. He's
nonplussed. Between them appears a dimensional vortex. It
separates the two of them.
CHRIS (cont'd)
(snaps fingers)
I've got it!
Twist sighs and looks relieved, letting the pen drop to the
floor. Chris studies the drawings again.
CHRIS (cont'd)
The Poltergeist obviously knows
where Twist is!
TWIST
Jeez!
(beat; looks up)
Hey, I'm a Vampire. I'm blasphemous
by nature.
12 EXT. FLORIDA – DAY 12
Through the streets walks a sixteen-year-old blonde. She's
dressed completely in white, cute in a naïve kinda way. She
stops, looks around, smiles.
One of Malkuth's followers appears, dropping into step behind
her. Once he's close enough, he taps her on the
shoulder. The blonde turns around, sees him, freaks. He clubs
her once on the forehead. The blonde passes out, and he
bundles her over his shoulder. Follower #1 walks off.
There's no-one around to witness the kidnapping, and the
follower quickly disappears back into the shadows.
13 INT. HOTEL ROOM – CHRIS'S ROOM – NEXT 13
Twist's notepad is spiralling slowly through the air, and
Chris is watching it, fascinated, still mistaking Twist's
attempts to make contact for poltergeist activity.
She grabs the pen and writes again on the wall.
Chris follows the movement of the pen, staring intently at
the wall. Writing starts to appear, and he reads it out.
CHRIS
(reading)
Chris. This is Twist. I have hopped
dimensions. Am amazed I figured it
out first, you being the brains and
all. Now, if you don't mind. GET ME
BACK TO OUR DIMENSION!!!
(beat)
Ah.
She's muttering and cursing at Chris, but luckily for him he
can't hear her!
14 INT. TOMB 14
The blonde is thrown on the floor in front of Malkuth. He
looks at her, studies her, and sniffs the air. Then he looks
up, his eyes meeting those of Follower #1. He stares at him
for a few seconds, then:
MALKUTH
(displeased)
She gave blood yesterday.
(big)
Why did you bring her here?
(huge)
Are you that incompetent? I may not
be a vampire but I'm still fussy
about what I eat!
Follower #1 cowers.
FOLLOWER #1
I- I- I didn't know…
Malkuth steals the Green amulet from Follower #1's neck.
MALKUTH
I give you the Amulet of Jytare, so
you can move around unseen in the
human world. It's priceless, and
very powerful, and you can't even
use it?
(struggles)
I can't even be bothered kill you!
(to Followers)
Kill him.
The other Followers pounce on Follower #1. He's lost under a
sea of bodies. All we hear are his screams. Malkuth places
the Green Amulet on the wall. He turns his attention to the
blonde, and sighs.
MALKUTH (cont'd)
Must I always eat junk food?
Malkuth bares his mouthful of demonic fangs and we hear the
blonde SCREAM in fear before we cut to:
15 INT. HOTEL ROOM – CHRIS'S ROOM – NEXT 15
Chris is performing the scrying spell again. Twist looks on,
hopeful.
16 INT. MEDIEVAL ROOM – NEXT 16
AKEN, a Troll, sits on his throne in a richly furnished
medieval room - swords, shields and other trophies adorn the
walls, with banners and tapestries filling the gaps.
Aken himself is large, green and muscular, like most trolls
these days. Six soldiers wearing light armour and brandishing
swords flank him. A white flash overcomes the room, and Aken
sits up, as though a warning siren has just gone off.
AKEN
They dare to defy me?
Aken stretches out his hand. In front of him appears a black
orb. He whispers in Latin.
17 INT. HOTEL ROOM – CHRIS'S ROOM – NEXT 17
Chris is doing the spell as before, when the orb suddenly
EXPLODES, sending him and Twist flying across the room,
flipping in mid-air and landing on their sides.
18 INT. MEDIEVAL ROOM – NEXT 18
Aken smiles.
AKEN
Let's see how they enjoy this day
over… and over… and over again!
Aken laughs evilly.
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT ONE
ACT TWO
FADE IN:
19 EXT. FLORIDA – MORNING 19
INSERT OVER – Florida, the week before Xmas.
We take a tour of the Everglades, which all seems very
familiar indeed, especially with 'California Girls' on the
soundtrack again…
20 INT. HOTEL ROOM – CHRIS'S ROOM – NEXT 20
Twist and Chris sit at the table, in front of them is an
assortment of foods. Chris & Twist each have a cup of pig's
blood in front of them. Twist doesn't drink. Chris looks at
her, bemused.
CHRIS
What's wrong?
TWIST
Can't we have human blood?
CHRIS
Out of the question.
TWIST
Why?
CHRIS
My policy. We can't make out like
we're protecting the innocent when
we're suckling down on their blood.
TWIST
(defeated)
Okay.
(quickly)
But why are we inside?
CHRIS
(raises eyebrow)
I didn't realise you had
aspirations of a painful death by
sunlight…
TWIST
No, I mean how come the light
doesn't affect us?
She waves a hand to indicate the rays of sunlight falling
across her from the window.
CHRIS
Oh, that. I put a little
enchantment over the windows.
TWIST
Huh?
CHRIS
Tints the sunlight. Keeps you from
burning up. I'm not keen on bright
sunlight myself, but I'm not about
to explode into flames like you
would.
TWIST
Sweet. How'd you wrangle this one
then?
CHRIS
I have a contact in the area. He
gave me the thumbs up for Vampire
friendly accommodation. Don't
worry; we'll be gone as soon as I
track down Malkuth.
TWIST
How come you get all the contacts?
CHRIS
Met most of them when I was trying
to find out about myself just after
Sanctus turned me. A chap tends to
learn how to make friends in a
hurry when you're in a situation
like that!
TWIST
I got that.
CHRIS
Don't worry. Reputation precedes
us.
(drinks blood)
Yours has begun to as well,
actually.
TWIST
(perks up)
Yeah?
CHRIS
Yes, there's a lot of talk about
you on the underground. The Rebel
Vampire cell in Houston has spread
the word. Plus, the lower-level
Vampires are getting scared of you.
Not many take on the wrath of
Malkuth's minions!
TWIST
Wow.
CHRIS
But don't get an ego trip. This
isn't a game, this is war. Malkuth
is plotting something, I just don't
know what it is. Yet.
TWIST
Malkuth is all talk. We beat him
last time, and drove off a whole
army of his goons!
CHRIS
(quietly)
No, we didn't.
TWIST
Say what?
CHRIS
I found out what he took from that
bank that was raided - he got his
hands on a statue, an artefact that
has powers that I myself can't
comprehend. He'll use it for evil.
I'm wary of Malkuth, he's been
keeping too low since Houston.
TWIST
So you're using that Scrying Spell?
CHRIS
Yes. I want to end this. I want to
make sure that tyrant doesn't
inflict any more devastation. I've
spent too long fighting him down
the years, and I think it's time we
took care of him before whatever
he's planning starts to gain too
much momentum.
Twist waits for more, but Chris starts eating so she shrugs
her shoulders and picks up her glass of blood.
TWIST
Fair enough.
They dig in.
DISSOLVE TO:
We're looking out through the hotel room window - it's a
stunning day outside, but it's rudely shattered by:
TWIST (O.S.) (cont'd)
AAARRRGGGHHH!!!
The soundtrack abruptly ends.
TWIST (O.S.) (cont'd)
You will pay for that, foul beast!
21 INT. HOTEL ROOM – TWIST'S ROOM – NEXT 21
It's the final 60 seconds of Montreal versus Los Angeles. Los
Angeles is on the attack.
Twist continues playing, but a look of trepidation comes
across her face.
TWIST
Huh, deja vu.
She shrugs and carries on playing.
22 INT. HOTEL ROOM – CHRIS'S ROOM – NEXT 22
We're with Chris, locked in steely-eyed determination as a
yellow, sphere like orb starts to develop before him.
23 INT. HOTEL ROOM – TWIST'S ROOM – NEXT 23
Twist is still playing the game when she sits up, a look of
realisation crossing her features.
TWIST
Something's wrong…
24 INT. TOMB 24
We're back in the spacious tomb Malkuth is using as a
makeshift base, quickly passing the assembled followers and
finding Malkuth, who looks puzzled.
MALKUTH
What is going on?
The decidedly not dead Follower #1 walks up to him.
FOLLOWER #1
What's wrong, Master?
MALKUTH
Hey, I killed you!
FOLLOWER #1
Uh, no you didn't…
Lightning fast Malkuth reaches out and SNAPS his neck.
MALKUTH
There! I did now.
He turns to Follower #2.
MALKUTH
Do you want to die too?
Follower #2 shakes his head.
MALKUTH
Good. Then I suggest you find out
what the hell is going on!
Follower #2 scarpers off.
25 INT. HOTEL ROOM – CHRIS'S ROOM – NEXT 25
The orb pulsates with light, Chris squinting his eyes against
it. Twist barges into the room, and her eyes widen as she
sees the orb, already knowing what's about to happen.
TWIST
No!
She runs across the room, and tackles Chris. They fly to the
floor, and the orb remains in mid-air.
Twist gets up, and spins around. She hits the orb with a spin
kick. It explodes, and she flies into the wall. Chris gets
up, confused.
CHRIS
What was that for?
Twist gets up, in pain.
TWIST
Honestly? I don't know…
(beat)
All I do know is that something is
not right about today!
CHRIS
Like what, exactly?
TWIST
So you don't feel strange?
CHRIS
No more than usual.
TWIST
I've played NHL '94 twice today.
CHRIS
And?
TWIST
I lost both times.
CHRIS
Again, and?
TWIST
Both times I lost 7-6.
CHRIS
So?
TWIST
So? Don't you watch 'Star Trek'?
All the signs are here, this day is
looping!
CHRIS
No, it isn't.
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