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26 INT. HOTEL ROOM – CHRIS'S ROOM – NEXT 26
As before, with Chris starting the spell. Twist is standing
by him.
TWIST
Yes it is!
CHRIS
(confused)
What is?
TWIST
(exasperated)
The day is looping!
CHRIS
That's-
27 INT. HOTEL ROOM – CHRIS'S ROOM – NEXT 27
As before, with Chris starting the spell again.
CHRIS
… ridiculous.
TWIST
See? Circles!
CHRIS
Say I was to believe you. What do
you suggest we do?
Twist thinks for a moment, then snaps her fingers.
TWIST
I've got it! I saw this on 'Quantum
Leap' once. We have to try
something different.
28 INT. HOTEL ROOM – CHRIS'S ROOM – NEXT 28
As before, with Chris starting the spell again, but this time
he's looking more thoughtful.
CHRIS
Okay…
29 INT. HOTEL ROOM – CHRIS'S ROOM – NEXT 29
As before, with Chris starting the spell again, now looking
more uncertain as Twist looks more pleased.
CHRIS
… I'm…
30 INT. HOTEL ROOM – CHRIS'S ROOM – NEXT 30
As before, with Chris starting the spell again. By now he
looks very puzzled.
CHRIS
… interested.
31 INT. HOTEL ROOM – CHRIS'S ROOM – NEXT 31
As before, with Chris starting the spell again, this time he
stops, and lowers his hands. Twist grins and folds her arms,
throwing him a 'told you so' look.
TWIST
Took you long enough!
CHRIS
Oh, dear. Looks like we do have a
problem, don't we?
And from Chris' thoughtful look, we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT TWO
ACT THREE
FADE IN:
32 INT. HOTEL ROOM – CHRIS'S ROOM – NEXT 32
Chris holds a small gem in his hand as Twist looks on. The
spell books are all cleared out of the way now, Chris trying
something different.
CHRIS
This prism ought to put up a
temporary stasis field, it'll stop
any spells from affecting us.
He throws it to the ground. FLASH. The duo seem to be inside
a bubble, wavy lines of indistinct colour flowing around
them.
CHRIS (cont'd)
There, I've bought us some time.
He goes over to the bookcase. Starts sifting through.
CHRIS (cont'd)
Time for us to plan the best course
of action!
Chris throws Twist a hardback book.
CHRIS (cont'd)
Look for anything you can on loops,
time spells, that kind of thing.
Twist sighs, takes a seat, and starts to read.
33 INT. TOMB 33
An unconscious Chinese Girl is dumped at Malkuth's feet.
Licking his lips in anticipation, he turns to Follower #2.
MALKUTH
Excellent work.
(changes tact)
Did you find out what is going on?
The Follower nods and kneels before speaking.
FOLLOWER #2
(reluctantly)
We believe it's… Aken, my Lord.
MALKUTH
(seethes)
Thank you.
Lightning fast Malkuth reaches out and SNAPS his neck.
MALKUTH
I love doing that.
(quietly)
No-one mentions that name!
Follower #3 steps forward.
FOLLOWER #3
But… you needed the information!
MALKUTH
Well, he should have used the code.
FOLLOWER #3
Code? What code?
MALKUTH
The code. Didn't they teach you
about the code?
(Follower #3 shakes head)
They always forget the code.
(sighs)
Aken… my arch nemesis!
FOLLOWER #3
(corrects him)
Chris is your arch-nemesis, Master.
MALKUTH
Yes. But Ake- the Troll is my real
arch nemesis. He died a thousand
years ago but found a way to
restore himself by possessing a
host body at the moment of his
death. His host – that of a Troll –
has made him mischievous. He also
has a habit of trying to kill me.
FOLLOWER #3
(curious)
Why is that?
ANGLE ON MALKUTH, his eyes tell the story (yet we enter
flashback mode – because it's fun.)
34 EXT. IRELAND, STREET – TWILIGHT 34
INSERT OVER: Ireland. June 3rd, 1986
Malkuth (younger) stands in the middle of a street. By his
side are two Vampires. They're bulky heavies, but dressed to
impress. Malkuth smokes in slow motion.
Across the street walks a pretty blonde. Her name is CRYSTAL,
and she's twenty-six. Malkuth eyes her. He nudges the two
Vampire bodyguards.
MALKUTH
Show time.
Malkuth takes the final puff of his cigarette. He walks
across frame, flanked by the two Vampires. An extra passes
them. Malkuth nonchalantly pushes the cigarette forward. It
sprays ash into the extra's face.
He falls to the ground, comically protecting his eyes. He
writhes in pain for a spell. Malkuth chuckles as he steps
over the man's body.
MALKUTH
Sorry about that, I was miles away…
35 EXT. ALLEY – NEXT 35
Crystal stands in the alley. In the moonlight, she's looking
pretty good. Malkuth and his Vampire chums enter in slow
motion. Malkuth's hood is up to cover his demonic features.
MALKUTH
Hello.
Crystal turns around. She frowns.
CRYSTAL
(suspicious)
Hi…
Malkuth approaches. He sighs as he looks her over.
MALKUTH
You're a very beautiful girl, you
know that? I'd like to take you
away somewhere with me. I can show
you the whole world…
CRYSTAL
Somehow, I doubt that! Listen,
mate, I'm just waiting for my
boyfriend to get back, so you'd
better-
Malkuth GRINS and Crystal takes a step back as she sees his
fangs at last.
MALKUTH
Yes, maybe I should…
Malkuth takes a step closer to the now pretty freaked Crystal
and reaches a hand out towards her…
But with a SNAP, a huge hand lashes into frame and grabs him
by the wrist.
AKEN (O.S.)
I don't think so.
NB: We never see Aken.
BANG - Malkuth is hit full on in the face. The stake flies
from her hand. He staggers backwards, blood dripping from his
broken nose.
Aken spins him around. CRACK - Malkuth is slammed directly
off the solid brick wall, where he lands in a heap.
AKEN (O.S.)
Your kind sickens me!
Malkuth is picked up by the collar. He's rammed into the
wall, hard. Debris falls behind him.
AKEN (O.S.)
(hisses)
Leave Ireland. Don't come back.
BANG - Aken hits Malkuth in the face. The force of the blow
draws blood.
AKEN (O.S.) (cont'd)
If you stay in my town, I will hunt
you down, half-breed. I am a pure
Demon, and I have no time for tainted trash like you,
spreading your stink across my country!
ON MALKUTH, eyes burning with rage.
36 INT. TOMB 36
ON MALKUTH, eyes still burning with fear. He lunges forward,
grabbing Follower #3 by the head. He jerks his head around,
SNAPPING his neck and killing him instantly.
MALKUTH
I think Aken underestimates me!
Malkuth eyes the Chinese Girl.
MALKUTH (cont'd)
But first…
(grins evilly)
… there's always time for Chinese.
As he lunges for her, we:
37 INT. HOTEL ROOM – CHRIS'S ROOM – NEXT 37
Twist is engrossed in a book, which obviously equates to her
lying in said book, face-down, asleep.
CHRIS
I've got it!
Twist wakes up with a start.
TWIST
No, Captain Jack, no!
(comes to)
I mean… go on.
Chris stands up, and places a book in front of Twist. She
blinks and tries to focus on it.
On the page is a picture of Aken. It's shadowy, not really in
focus. By it is some descriptive text.
CHRIS
I picked up a very distinct magical
trail off the spell that's been
affecting us. I managed to trace it
back to this fellow, an old warrior
known as Aken. Pureblood demon,
very powerful. We find him, we stop
the spell, we stop looping. Then
you can finally win that hockey
game you keep on about…
TWIST
(smiles)
Then what are we waitin' for,
chief? Let's go find him.
Chris pulls a sheath from off the wall. He unwraps it,
producing his katana sword, studying the blade in the
sunlight filtering into their room.
CHRIS
I think it's time we had a twenty
first century chat with a first
century troublemaker.
38 EXT. PARK – DUSK 38
Fog is everywhere. Chris & Twist stand in the middle of the
park. Twist holds her baseball bat in one hand, and a black
gem in the other.
TWIST
So, how does this work?
CHRIS
Very simple. Drop that gem on the
ground and it'll open the gate.
She nods in understanding, and hurls the gem at the ground a
few feet away.
In front of Chris & Twist appears a PORTAL, a black swirling
vortex with purple electricity sparking off it. They exchange
a wry look.
CHRIS
Ready?
TWIST
(salutes)
Ready to kick ass and chew bubble
gum, Big Daddy Danger!
Twist takes a step forward, but Chris reaches out to hold her
back.
Moments later, through the portal appear two of Aken's
KNIGHTS, wearing archaic black and red battle armour.
CHRIS
Ah, should have mentioned that… we
need to beat these two first!
Chris chops one down quickly. He throws his sword to Twist,
who parries her knight's blows. She manages to duck an errant
swing, and impale him.
CHRIS (cont'd)
Time to go!
Chris & Twist leap through the portal.
39 INT. MEDIEVAL CASTLE – NEXT 39
With a flash, a second portal appears and Chris and Twist hop
through it, landing on their feet, on the concrete. They look
around - they're inside the stone-walled central room of
Aken's old school medieval castle.
CHRIS
This must be the place, then!
TWIST
Hmm… needs a new décor.
There is a large pair of open wooden doors at one end of the
room, and with the clank of metal against metal we see a
group of Aken's knights appear in the entrance, who rush
towards the duo with a shouted WAR CRY.
Clanking their weapons together for luck, the duo take up a
fighting stance and wait for the knights to reach them.
They easily cut the first two down, but they soon become
overwhelmed, fending off blows until the Knights are
forming a half-circle in front of them.
Stepping back, sword up, Chris surveys the situation. Around
them are six Knights. Chris and Twist stand back to back, and
he whispers into her ear.
CHRIS
(whispers)
Remember that move we practised?
TWIST
How could I forget?
Chris ducks. Twist rolls over his back, and swings her sword.
She slits three necks. Chris throws himself forward, swinging
the sword. He cuts down two Knights. The last remaining
Knight effortlessly knocks Chris out of the way. Chris hits
the wall, landing in a heap on the floor.
Twist swings her sword. The Knight blocks every blow, and
knocks the sword away. He pulls Twist towards him, clocks her
with a right.
Chris regains his composure. He charges, swinging his sword
very quickly. The Knight blocks all that he can, but
struggles to keep up. Chris knocks the Knights sword away,
and impales his sword through his stomach.
The Knight looks at Chris defiantly. He digs the sword deep
into his chest. Chris pulls out the sword, and swings. The
Knight ducks, and clobbers Chris in the gut. He falls to the
floor, momentarily weakened. Despite bleeding profusely from
the chest, the Knight kicks Chris full on in the face.
Chris lands on his back. The Knight grabs his sword, and
raises it above his head. He brings it down, but stops in mid
air. The Knight groans in pain.
Behind him lies Twist. She's slashed his Achilles tendon with
her sword. The Knight bleeds profusely. He staggers forward.
Twist throws Chris her sword.
He catches it with one-hand. Chris swings, and lops off the
Knight's head. It slams the floor, and rolls around.
Chris & Twist get up. Both survey the area, bloody and
battered. The floor is covered with corpses.
FLASH: The corpses disappear. Chris and Twist exchange a
puzzled look.
FLASH: Aken appears, armoured and carrying a huge war hammer.
FLASH: Three Knights appear by his side, glaring coldly at
Chris with their swords raised.
CHRIS
Hello again, Aken.
AKEN
(nods)
Hybrid.
Chris storms forward.
CHRIS
I'm not playing a game here!
AKEN
Neither am I.
Aken throws his hand forward. He blasts a bolt of mystical
energy towards Chris. It sends the Vampire flying against the
wall.
AKEN (cont'd)
I am sick of your kind, filthy half
breeds who live among the diseased
experiment called humanity! I must
think up a punishment for you…
TWIST (O.S.)
Hey, baumgartner!
She throws her sword like a javelin. It flies towards Aken.
It's about to hit him, when it slows down in mid-air. Aken
tilts his head. The sword flies past him. Twist gawks in slow
motion. We exit slow motion. Aken laughs.
AKEN
It'll give me pleasures to do what
that lower being Malkuth failed to
do for so many years!
Chris perks up at the mention of Malkuth.
AKEN (cont'd)
Enjoy the loop!
Aken nods his head.
FLASH: Chris is gone.
Twist runs forward. The two Knights cut her off. They grab
her and throw her backward.
AKEN (cont'd)
Stupid peasant.
TWIST
Where did he go?
AKEN
Back to your time. If that isn't
punishment enough, I've stuck him
in a loop. He'll do the same tasks
over, and over, and over again.
Kind of like existence, except
without the limited potential for
character development.
TWIST
(false)
Har har.
AKEN
I'm sorry. Did I make a joke?
Aken puts his hand forward. Holds it in mid-air, then
violently TWISTS it round. There's a loud CRACK.
Twist hangs in mid-air. She spins around several times,
landing hard on her front. She lifts her head, woozily.
AKEN
(with disdain)
Pfeh! Vampires…
Aken gets off his throne and approaches the suspended Twist,
who clutches her throat, in some pain.
AKEN
Time for you to experience Hell!
TWIST
Been there.
(spits blood)
Done that.
(defiantly)
Forgot to get a t-shirt, though.
There's nothing you can show me
that I haven't already seen,
nothing you can put me through that
I haven't already suffered a
million times over… So don't even
bother trying!
(quickly)
Besides, of all the vessels you
could have, you choose a Troll?
AKEN
Your defiance is attractive, little
one, but it won't do you any good
where you're going. I'm sending you
to Transylvania!
TWIST
(through gritted teeth)
Where Dracula lives? Cool… always
wanted to go there…
AKEN
(shakes head)
No, the mirror dimension to it,
where all the real monsters live.
(smiles)
Send me a post-card, as you humans
would say!
FLASH: Twist is gone.
AKEN
Divide and conquer.
(big)
Let's see if those pests can
manoeuvre their way out of this! I
read the Prophecies. These two foul
beings do things together.
There is a loud thunderclap, and in front of Aken a portal
suddenly appears, and as Aken turns to watch Malkuth steps
through it.
MALKUTH
Hello, Aken. Even in that body I
could still recognise your stench a
mile away…
Aken eyes him with contempt.
AKEN
Malkuth? Last time we met, I left
you within an inch of your feeble
excuse of an existence.
MALKUTH
True.
He produces a pickaxe.
MALKUTH
But this time, the tables are
turned!
Malkuth throws the pickaxe. It SLAMS into Aken's stomach.
Aken laughs the blow off. He removes the axe. Blood drips
from his stomach.
AKEN
How dare you presume this would
kill me? Even your kind can survive
this!
MALKUTH
Oh, that's only the beginning, old
boy… let's finish what we started!
ON MALKUTH'S SMILE, we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT THREE
ACT FOUR
FADE IN:
40 EXT. TRANSYLVANIA - DUSK 40
Idyllic countryside. Full moon and a dark, expressionless
black sky. Smoke rises into the sky.
The source of the smoke is Twist. She's curled up in the
foetus position, fully clothed, smoke rising from various
parts of her anatomy. It's not fire; just smoke accumulated
from her trip to this dimension. Twist sniffs the air. Eyes
slowly open. They're curious, confused, and quizzical. Then
she sees the smoke.
TWIST
Arrgghhh!!!
Twist leaps to her feet. She puts out the smoke, breathes a
sigh of relief.
VOICE
Morning, stranger.
Twist turns around, in the direction of the voice.
In the distance, about twenty-five metres away, stands a
figure. He wears a long flowing back coat, weathered by time
just like his grey beard, and scarred face. His name is
DRAKEN, and here he is King.
TWIST
Um, technically it's evening.
Draken smiles.
DRAKEN
Sure. But who wants to be
technical?
Twist laughs. Draken walks over. He moves quickly, quickly
enough for Twist to work out he's not human. Not anymore,
anyway. Twist eyes him warily.
TWIST
I'm Twist.
She extends her hand.
DRAKEN
Draken.
They shake.
41 INT. MEDIEVAL CASTLE 41
Aken rips the pickaxe from his chest. He stares at Malkuth in
disgust.
AKEN
What do you expect to gain from
coming here?
MALKUTH
Revenge.
AKEN
Revenge? Revenge is a luxury your
kind cannot afford. You will die!
MALKUTH
I don't think so.
Malkuth claps his hands together. He rubs the palms, and then
pulls them apart. He points them at Aken, and a plethora of
black energy flies towards him.
Aken is hit dead centre in the chest. For a second he is
trapped inside a liquid prism. Aken smashes through it with
his fist, easily. He smirks at the supposed ineptitude of
Malkuth.
AKEN
Is that all you've got?
(to Knights)
Kill him.
The Knights charge at Malkuth - swords outstretched. He waits
calmly for them.
42 INT. HOTEL ROOM - CHRIS'S ROOM 42
Chris works on the Scrying Spell as before, stuck in the time
loop. He checks his books and outstretches his hand, ready to
summon the yellow orb as before.
43 EXT. TRANSYLVANIA - DUSK 43
Draken circles Twist, who is watching carefully.
TWIST
So. Who are you?
DRAKEN
Who am I? I'm an enigma. An
anomaly. Kinda like you.
TWIST
You don't know me.
DRAKEN
No. I do. You fight for good.
TWIST
On my nights off, sure.
DRAKEN
Do you know why?
TWIST
Sure. It's the right thing to do.
Draken scoffs at that comment, and Twist frowns at him,
trying to get a handle on what he's getting at.
DRAKEN
(beat)
How did you do it?
TWIST
Do what?
DRAKEN
Escape from Hell.
Twist stares at him.
44 INT. MEDIEVAL ROOM 44
The Knights lie in front of Malkuth. They have been brutally
slain, while he has barely a scratch on his grinning
features.
MALKUTH
(grins)
That all you've got? Because, if
so, I am very disappointed in you,
Aky.
AKEN
Were I to say but one word, I would
bring my armies here to disembowel
your insolent body!
MALKUTH
(waves arms to indicate
bodies)
Then why don't you?
Aken steps off his throne.
AKEN
Because I tire of your insolence.
He grabs the pickaxe from the floor.
AKEN
And I want to kill you myself.
Aken throws the pickaxe. It flies towards Malkuth, aimed at
his heart. Malkuth ducks at the last second, grabbing it in
his palm. It cuts in slightly. Malkuth, eyes never leaving
Aken, rips it from his skin. He smiles.
45 EXT. TRANSYLVANIA - DUSK 45
As before.
TWIST
It was easy…
(quickly)
… actually, I have no idea. All I
know is that Chris cast a spell
wrong and it sucked me out of
there.
(beat)
He does that a lot.
DRAKEN
Not many get out. The universe
works in mysterious ways.
TWIST
It surely does.
DRAKEN
That's why I'm here.
TWIST
What?
DRAKEN
I'm here because of fate, justice,
karma, whatever you want to call
it.
Twist looks surprised, Draken continues.
DRAKEN
I stopped the Apocalypse. Or,
rather, an Apocalypse. Coulda been
the one, but, ya know, I stopped
it. I fought Aken, I fought his
army, and I made the world a safer
place for a spell. But, here's the
thing, sweetie. I got to the end of
the rainbow, and I found that nice,
big pot. But there was no gold
inside. There was no reward, no
thank you. You know what I found
out?
The universe just wants to use you.
You're a tool. A way to balance out
good and evil.
Draken is looking out over the landscape he now calls home,
lost in his speech as Twist tries to figure him out.
DRAKEN (cont'd)
Now, here's the kicker. Evil isn't
an entity, it's a construct of
humanity. No matter how much you
try and stop it, you are merely
prolonging the inevitable. Me, I
was tortured by humans. Followers
of Aken. They didn't want to kill
me. They wanted to see how much I
could endure. Well, I got free. I
got free, and I left behind my vow
to never kill a human. I ripped
their throats out with my teeth,
and sucked their blood, and got
bloody satisfaction from it. Then,
something goes bam! Next thing I
know, I wake up and I'm trapped
here. Over the last however long
it's been, I came to realise that
nothing matters. Nothing matters,
except being true to our nature.
He marches up to Twist, sticking his face up to hers, and she
recoils back a little from him.
DRAKEN
We are killers. We exist for the
hunt. Others can try to manipulate
us with rewards, and prophecies,
but it's all a bunch of crap. Truth
is, all we have is conviction, and
mine rang out a long time ago.
Draken shakes his head, and looks at Twist again.
DRAKEN
Might as well face it, kid; all the
good that you do, all the lives
that you save, it doesn't matter.
Only one thing's absolute for our
kind… and that's Hell. Either you
go there when you die, or you walk
around on Earth; the real Hell,
destined to remain a pawn forever.
TWIST
(firmly)
We have a choice.
DRAKEN
Choice? What choice do we have?
He stares at Twist, awaiting an answer.
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