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25 INT. LIMO (MOVING). TWILIGHT. 25
Several police cars whizz past us, sirens wailing. Chris
watches them go as Kitana drives, his eyes studying his new
acquaintance carefully.
KITANA
So let me make sure I understand
this… you're a vampire, but half?
CHRIS
A bit more than just half, but yes,
that's the short version of it.
(grins)
Do you think I got short-changed?
Kitana grins, sensing that he can trust Chris.
KITANA
What brings you to Tokyo?
CHRIS
In a word, trouble. In two words,
igni reptilicus.
That registers with Kitana, who stares at Chris before
suddenly realising who he is.
KITANA
Mr. Chris?
CHRIS
(smirks; nods)
Took you long enough! Christopher
Berkeley, at your service, your
chapter boss Mr. Tanazaki called me
out here to help you with your
reptile problem. You must be Kitana
Agamuchi.
He extends his hand. Kitana nods, shakes.
CHRIS (cont'd)
Good to meet you at last. So, I
hear that you're actually part of a
Yakuza spin-off group?
KITANA
Yes. We are the Tokyo chapter of
"The Shadow," a society dedicated
to maintaining the peace of this
city.
Kitana pulls the car to a stop at the opposite end of the
street to a burning building. A fire engine howls past us,
and a crowd has gathered outside the building.
KITANA (cont'd)
I used to be a committed Yakuza,
but then "The Shadow" contacted me
and told me that forces within the
Yakuza hierarchy were planning to
raise a dangerous mythological
creature as part of their bid for
control of this city. They enlisted
me as a mole in the organisation.
Visible through the limo's cracked windscreen, firemen race
out of the fire truck, grabbing their hoses as they try to
contain the fire. A handful of police officers are keeping
the crowd back.
KITANA (cont'd)
I learned about demon involvement,
right the way up to the highest
ranks of the Yakuza. Not everyone
approved, Boss Tanaka in particular
fought against it.
CHRIS
What happened to him?
KITANA
He was killed. Two holes in the
neck. Understand that at the time,
with no real evidence, I believed
it to be a simple Yakuza death. Top
level Yakuza hitmen use a drill as
a symbol of their kills.
CHRIS
When did you find out conclusively
about the demonic involvement?
Outside in the street, the fire ERUPTS as another explosion
wracks the building. The firemen are sent scattering by an
almighty blast of fire. Both men inside the car pause as they
take in the scene.
KITANA
Not a few minutes ago, when I saw
that Woo had the face of a devil.
They did not die like men.
CHRIS
No, they certainly don't! They do
die, fortunately, as you saw. I
think it's time I started showing
you and your colleagues how to
fight back against these creatures.
Now, I think firstly we should go
and meet-
A loud ROAR sounds outside, and Chris pauses.
CHRIS (cont'd)
What was that?
Kitana is gazing over to the burning building.
KITANA
We may already be too late…
26 EXT. TOKYO – BURNING BUILDING. NIGHT. 26
We're looking up at the burning building from street level,
as the remaining firemen scramble back out of the way of the
flames.
The crowd around the fire start to yell and shove each other
out of the way as the police try to move them back, but
everyone stops and starts to point up towards the roof as a
tall, black figure appears in the flames.
It stands there for a few moments before a huge pair of wings
FLIP out from its back, and there are several screams from
the crowd as the creature steps out to the edge of the roof
and then out into space, slowly starting to descend to street
level.
Yelling, screaming and pointing up at the descending
creature, the crowd start to run away, followed by the
terrified looking police and firemen.
Chris and Kitana jump out of the car, Chris drawing his sword
and looking across to Kitana, whose face is graven.
CHRIS
What on Earth is that thing? Isn't
that a-
KITANA
It's a Jun Mao… the Fire Demon.
We're looking up from street level again, much closer now as
the demon lowers itself gracefully down to land lightly on
its feet. It's a tall, thin, jet black humanoid with scaly
skin and a long, reptilian head. Its long, leathery wings
stretch out behind it as its golden eyes scan the crowd
around it. Little ripples of flame dance across its skin, and
after a beat it throws its head back and LAUGHS, a cross
between a roar and a full-throated belly laugh that just
completes the picture.
CHRIS
(resigned)
Well, this can't be good…
The demon takes a step forward, a nervous circle of police
officers before it, guns raised. The demon's eyes narrow as
it scans them, before a shouted order from one officer has
them all FIRING at the monster, their bullets pinging off the
Jun Mao's thick scaly hide.
The officers run out of ammo, still edging backwards as the
Jun Mao takes another step forward, then with what seems to
be a grin, it rears back and BREATHES FIRE out at them.
The police scream as several officers are burnt to a crisp
where they stand, others running away in flames. The nearby
firemen start spraying the police and the demon with water,
but to no avail.
The crowd has dispersed by now, and the fire crews are
starting to run as the Jun Mao charges over, slamming into
the fire truck and rocking it on its wheels.
The demon reaches out and grabs hold of one of the firemen,
lifting him off his feet and into the air.
The FIREMAN screams, both in fear and from the red-hot touch
of the demon.
FIREMAN
Please! I have a family!
With a grunt, the Jun Mao SNAPS the fireman's neck and throws
him off screen.
Chris and Kitana dive to the side as the dead fireman crashes
into the windscreen of the limo like a rag doll. Chris
stands, looks at the fireman and sighs.
CHRIS
Poor bugger…
Kitana grits his teeth and reaches for his pistol, but then
remembers something and draws the ornate dagger from his
pocket. Chris' eyes go wide as he sees it.
CHRIS (cont'd)
Is that a Takeshii dagger?
KITANA
(looks at dagger)
I don't know. Woo attacked me with
it in the restaurant.
CHRIS
(grins)
Good old vampires, they always plan
ahead! That's a Takeshii dagger
you're holding, Kitana, it's the
only thing that can kill one of
those demons. Woo must have kept
one handy as a back up plan, in
case his new pet got a little too
rowdy for him...
The Jun Mao demon is shoving the fire truck onto its side
when it spots Kitana and the dagger. ROARING at the two men,
it leaps into the air, using its wings to cover the distance
in a single bound, preparing to roast Chris and Kitana from
the air.
Chris shoves Kitana out of the way, both of them narrowly
avoiding the flames that ignite the battered limo.
Chris is first up, and he looks up as the Jun Mao lands with
a THUD a few feet away. Chris steps carefully forward, sword
ready as the demon GROWLS at him.
CHRIS (cont'd)
Good job I like my steaks well
done!
Chris LEAPS forward, but the demon is too fast and SWATS him
out of the air. Chris flies backwards and THWACKS into the
side of the fire truck.
Kitana is next up, trying a stab with the dagger but the Jun
Mao knocks it out of his hand, and then hits him with a
ferocious backhand that sends Kitana through the air, into
and straight through the wall of a nearby building.
Chris slowly gets to his feet, shaking the cobwebs clear,
and stares at the Jun Mao. It stares right back at him, the
Mexican stand-off lasting a few moments before the Jun Mao
smiles, jumps into the air, and with wings flapping flies out
of sight. Chris shakes his head.
CHRIS (cont'd)
Priceless. Bloody priceless.
Chris runs forward, scooping up the abandoned Takeshii dagger
and running out of frame after the Jun Mao.
27 EXT. TOKYO SKYLINE – TWILIGHT 27
Its mighty wings flapping, the Jun Mao flies through the sky.
Hanging in the air, it stares down at the bright lights of
the Carnival below. A slight smile crosses its features.
28 EXT. FINAL TOKYO STREET – TWILIGHT 28
The most colourful, and outlandish Carnival ever is in
progress, with firecrackers popping as model dragons prance
down the street, flanked on both sides by crowds of cheering
citizens.
With a ROAR, the Jun Mao lands in the middle of the street,
but the crowd clap, believing him to be a Carnival
attraction. The Jun Mao cocks its head to one side, not
understanding why they're not afraid and running away!
Chris burns round the corner, racing for the carnival.
The Jun Mao approaches a small JAPANESE GIRL, who is cheering
the demon on and waving a sparkler. The demon reaches one
huge black claw out towards the girl, who starts to look a
little frightened, and the Jun Mao starts to grin, before:
SMACK! Chris jump-kicks the Jun Mao so hard that it is sent
sprawling the other way. Chris turns to the crowd.
CHRIS
Get out of here! Quickly!
Definitely not part of the show!
The crowd continue to clap, and Chris sighs, shakes his head
and turns to face the Jun Mao, picking itself up.
CHRIS (cont'd)
Now then, I believe we had some
business to attend to!
The Jun Mao whips round to face him, ROARS and darts forward,
claw lashing out. It's too fast or Chris, and the blow gashes
him across the chest.
He staggers backwards, managing a tidy backflip as the Jun
Mao tries to sweep his legs out from under him.
Chris turns and PUNCHES the Jun Mao, but as his hand hits the
demon's superheated scales, there is a HISS and Chris leaps
back, clutching his smoking hand with a yelp.
The Jun Mao chuckles as it sizes up its foe. Chris rubs his
injured hand, and then slices out with his sword. It SHATTERS
as it hits the demon, who laughs again and KICKS Chris in the
chest, sending him rolling to the floor.
Chris picks himself up, and draws the dagger, causing the Jun
Mao to GROWL at him. Chris grins.
CHRIS (cont'd)
This ought to do the trick…
Chris lunges forward, and the Jun Mao grabs for his hand, but
Chris dodges the swipe. The Jun Mao lunges for Chris' neck,
but Chris KICKS him away.
CHRIS (cont'd)
Come on, is that all you've got?
The Jun Mao inhales, and Chris' eyes go wide.
CHRIS (cont'd)
Apparently not…
The Jun Mao BREATHES FIRE out towards Chris. Chris leaps out
of the way, the blast igniting one of the abandoned carnival
floats behind him in a burst of firecrackers.
Chris lands on his feet, and quick as a flash turns and
THROWS the dagger towards the Jun Mao.
It glides towards the Jun Mao, but at the last moment the
demon casually knocks it away.
The Jun Mao looks back round to see Chris, standing right
before him, his arm reaching out behind him. Chris has
snatched the dagger out of the air, and is poised to plunge
it into the demon's chest.
CHRIS (cont'd)
Now that was clumsy.
With a SLAM, Chris stakes the dagger down hard into the
demon's chest, right into its heart. The Jun Mao HOWLS in
pain, and Chris holds on grimly, gritting his teeth as his
hand starts to smoke and blister from the heat of the demon's
skin, before he lets go of the red-hot knife at last, letting
the dead demon sink to the floor.
Chris stands over it for a few moments before the frightened
crowds start to emerge from their hiding places, and within
moments, Chris is surrounded by a crowd of grateful, cheering
carnivalgoers, and the music and buzz of the carnival soon
starts up again, everyone carefully avoiding the steaming
body of the Jun Mao.
We pull back as a smiling Chris accepts the thanks of the
people around him, shaking hands warmly.
CHRIS (V.O.) (cont'd)
I'd just planned to go in there as
an advisor, let other people do the
work in case my involvement got
anyone killed, but once I saw the
Jun Mao, my instincts kicked in and
I just ran to help out. Once I'd
finished it off, and the people
around me were thanking me for
saving them, well… it all just
started to make sense.
29 INT. BAR. NIGHT. 29
Chris looks a little happier, and Twist smiles proudly at
him. She nudges him, and he breaks into a chuckle.
CHRIS
Alright, so… that was a good
moment.
TWIST
And don't forget the other bit! You
know, the present off the grateful
townsfolk of downtown Tokyo?
30 EXT. TOKYO - STREET. NIGHT. 30
Standing on the steps of a temple in the city centre, Chris
bows respectfully as a bearded old PRIEST holds out a sword
in its scabbard to him.
A crowd of respectfully quiet onlookers watch as Chris takes
the katana from the Priest, before unsheathing it and slicing
it a few times through the air.
It's the master-crafted katana we've seen Chris using before
now, and with a broad grin and another bow, he puts the sword
back away. The gathered crowd cheer Chris on, and he bows to
them as well.
CHRIS (V.O.)
Bloody nice sword, too!
31 INT. BAR. NIGHT. 31
Twist knocks back another shot.
CHRIS
Alright, I see where this is going.
TWIST
Good. Now let me remind you of my
motivation. Maybe it'll make you
see that running away is just going
to lead to another cycle of hiding
in the wilderness, and that's no
good for anybody.
Chris looks blankly at her.
TWIST (cont'd)
Oh, come on, you must remember the
second mission you ever took me out
on? We'd crossed swords with
Malkuth, but a few days later I
went back into my shell as I
started remembering more about what
I'd just been through in… well, you
know, down there. You took me out
to track down a kidnapper that'd
snatched this rich family's
daughter… remember? Once upon a
time in California.
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT THREE
ACT FOUR
FADE IN:
32 INT. CALIFORNIA - MOTEL. AFTERNOON. 32
INSERT OVER - California.
Twist is sitting on the edge of one of the two single beds in
the plain motel room, wrapped up in a thick blanket. Her
unwashed, straggly hair spills down across her shoulders as
she hunches up, staring blankly at a chirpy cartoon on the TV
in front of her.
She looks like she's been up drinking for a week, but she's
only been out of her private room in Hell for a few weeks,
and it's taking some time to readjust.
The curtains are drawn and gaffa taped to the wall against
the sunlight, but Twist still shuffles back nervously as
Chris opens the door to the room and heads inside.
CHRIS
Ah, you're up. Goodness, you look
rough! Bad dreams again?
TWIST
Yeah, pretty much. Sorry chief, I
don't think I'm gonna be much use
for anything today. I just want to
sit here, phase out and watch TV
till my head stops going 'yaaargh!'
Twist manages a weak smile, her eyes lighting up as Chris
deposits a jar full of blood on the drawer next to the TV.
TWIST (cont'd)
Is that for me?
CHRIS
As long as you promise to do one
thing for me.
TWIST
What?
CHRIS
I'm going out on a job this
evening, and I want you to come
with me.
TWIST
W-what? No! Didn't you hear me
mention the nightmares? Or the
screaming?
Listen, I know I'm getting better,
and kicking Malkuth's ass last week
was cool and all, but-
CHRIS
Twist, after that last mission,
you've just been sat around,
waiting for me while I go out and
work. I know you've been through
Hell, literally, and I'm sure your
relapse is all part of the healing
process, but you need to start
occupying yourself again. The
quickest way to speed up your
recovery process is to just get out
there and start doing things again.
(grins)
Trust me, I'm a doctor.
TWIST
I… I don't know if I'm ready…
CHRIS
Don't be silly, of course you are.
You've been through an experience
that would have reduced most people
to gibbering wrecks with nothing
more than a slight case of Prozac
Nation chic. I think you'll be
fine.
Twist's eyes can't stop flicking back to the jar of blood,
and Chris reaches over to it, grabs a disposable plastic cup
and pours out a cupful. Twist reaches out grateful hands for
it and takes a deep gulp.
CHRIS (cont'd)
It's only pig's blood, but it'll do
the trick. Now then. This is a very
simple mission. I've been dealing
with this local wizard family to
get hold of a supply of rare
potions, but it seems that one of
the family head's daughters has
gone missing, and they fear that
she's been kidnapped.
TWIST
So what, we find the kid and you
get your potion-y stuff?
CHRIS
That's the plan, yes. It should be
pretty straightforward, so I'd like
you to come along. You did a great
job last time out, and I think
this'll help you a great deal.
Twist considers this for a few moments, sipping the blood
again before nodding.
TWIST
Alright. I'll do it.
CHRIS
(smiles)
Excellent.
33 EXT. CALIFORNIA - STREET. NIGHT. 33
It's the evening now, and Chris and Twist are standing across
the street from a large, mansion-like family home. Three
luxury cars are parked on the drive, sealed behind high
gates. Similar houses line the road. The duo are dressed in
blacks to blend into the background.
TWIST
So what are we waiting for?
CHRIS
Rattray, the father, is setting off
tonight to go and deliver the
ransom money, and we're going to
follow him!
TWIST
Sounds simple… too simple. What's
gonna go wrong?
CHRIS
In theory, nothing, this is a
relatively simple operation. We
follow Rattray, and when he makes
the drop for the cash, we spring to
action and rescue the girl.
Twist opens her mouth to reply, but Chris holds up a finger
for quiet as the gates outside the house slide open, and a
black Jaguar pulls off the drive and heads down the street.
Twist glances across at Chris as he gets to his feet,
gathering up his katana and backpack.
TWIST
(incredulous)
We're going on foot? He's driving a
fricken Jaguar! What are we gonna
do, fly all the way there?
CHRIS
Don't worry, we're taking a
shortcut.
34 EXT. CAR PARK. NIGHT. 34
The Jaguar rolls into view on a deserted car park next to a
closed supermarket, with one other car in view parked beneath
a broken street lamp.
As the car stops, RATTRAY steps out, a tall, immaculately
dressed man with long, dark dreadlocks. He takes a large
metal briefcase out of the car and starts to pace slowly over
to the second parked car.
We're closer to the second parked car, a black sports model,
as the gruff-looking PENZON steps out of it, watching Rattray
approach.
We pull back a little to pick up a row of bottle banks, and
then with a muffled WHOOMPH there is an explosion of smoke,
and Chris and a startled looking Twist appear. She leans
against the bottle bank, dazed.
TWIST
What the… what did you just do?
CHRIS
Transport spell. Low level stuff,
really, but it does the trick.
Chris looks out towards Rattray and Penzon, and puts a finger
to his lips to keep Twist quiet.
The business-like Rattray tries not to show his nerves as he
strides up to Penzon, who is smoking nonchalantly.
PENZON
Glad you could make it, I was
gettin' kinda lonely, and I know
that the girls in this part o' town
make for some pretty good company…
RATTRAY
(coldly)
Where's my daughter?
Penzon motions back towards the car.
PENZON
Relax, suit, she's safe.
A second, smaller man steps out from the back of it with
ELENA, Rattray's daughter, held tightly. Rattray gasps at the
sight of her, but before she can speak she is bundled back
into the car.
RATTRAY
I swear, if you've so much as
scratched her, I'll-
PENZON
Hey, would I do that? I'm a
businessman, same as you.
RATTRAY
You're nothing like me, scum. I
brought you the money, now give me
back my daughter!
PENZON
Sure thing. Why don't you toss it
on over here?
RATTRAY
Elena first. I want to know she's
safe before I hand this over.
PENZON
(shrugs)
It's your funeral.
Penzon calmly draws a handgun and FIRES at the shocked
Rattray, who crumples to the floor. There is a SCREAM from
inside the car as Penzon scoops the briefcase up out of
Rattray's fingers, badly wounded but not dead. He glares up
at Penzon, who throws a mock salute.
PENZON (cont'd)
Thanks.
Twist starts to dash out, but Chris holds her back. She
throws a look back, struggling to be let go.
TWIST
What are you doing? Let me go!
CHRIS
Twist, no! We can't move till he's
gone, he could kill the girl!
TWIST
(frantic)
She's already dead if we let them
go!
Twist wrenches herself free of Chris' grip and jumps out from
behind the bottle banks, starting to run towards Penzon, who
is almost back at his car.
PENZON
What the-
Penzon throws his cigarette away and starts FIRING his gun at
Twist, who keeps running for him despite two of his bullets
clipping her as she runs.
Penzon dives into the car and starts the engine as we see
Chris reach the fallen Rattray in the background.
Chris sits the wheezing demon up, hand held to a bloody patch
on his shirt.
CHRIS
Are you alright?
RATTRAY
I'm… still alive… if that's what
you… mean…
CHRIS
Here, let me take care of this.
Chris closes his eyes and holds his hand over the bullet
wound. There is a soft glow of yellow light from beneath his
hands, and Rattray gasps.
Chris yanks his hand back and then opens his palm, holding it
out to Rattray. A blood-stained bullet lies there, which
Chris drops into Rattray's hand.
Racing as fast as she can, Twist closes right up to Penzon's
sports car, and LEAPS for it as it starts to smoke its tires
and pull away.
Twist grabs onto its rear bumper, managing to haul herself up
onto its roof as it tears away, out of the car park and off
screen, to the tune of 'Korosu' by Boris.
35 EXT. CALIFORNIA - STREET. NIGHT. 35
Hanging on for dear life, Twist rears back and PUNCHES down
on the roof of the car, leaving a fist-shaped dent.
36 INT. SPORTS CAR. NIGHT. 36
Penzon ducks as Twist punches the roof again, frantically
reloading his gun and trying to drive at the same time. Elena
is struggling in the back, kicking out at the second man
trying to restrain her.
ELENA
You killed him! You killed my
father!
PENZON
Shaddap, damn it!
Penzon SLAPS her hard and she slumps backward in the seat,
before raising his gun to the roof and FIRING.
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