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[previous | bottom] ACT TWO
FADE IN:
13 INT. MONASTERY - CHAMBER - NIGHT 13
CANDLES burn all around. Chris and Julie still lie on their
pedestals, most of their clothing stripped down and SYMBOLS
painted in black ink all over their bodies.
Michelle stands with the others, watching as a circle of
Elders around each pedestal chants, some playing small
instruments to accompany the others.
Twist and Danyael sit noticeably apart, casting occasional
looks each others way but never making eye contact.
Michelle chews her nails nervously, Syren crooking one arm
through hers as she sits beside her.
SYREN
What are they doing now?
MICHELLE
Still just chanting. They're, er,
they're making sure they have
enough power around them to attempt
the cleansing.
They lapse back into silence as they keep watching, waiting
to see what happens next.
ON CHRIS as we slowly PUSH IN on him from above, the monks
chanting starting to ECHO and DISTORT the closer we get.
UP CLOSE as the sounds continue, starting to blend into one
DRONE as the edges of our vision become BLURRY, and when all
we can see of Chris is his EYES, we MATCH CUT TO:
14 EXT. RUINED CITY - DAY 14
And Chris' eyes open.
PULL BACK to find him prone on the ground in the middle of
the post-apocalyptic city once again, lying on his side.
Chris stirs, starting to sit up, the camera moving with him
as he straightens out.
He looks round at the green-tinted landscape around him,
blinking in utter confusion at the wreckage as far as he can
see.
He starts to stand, but then clutches his chest and falls
back, GASPING with pain.
He scrabbles at is jacket, pulling it and his shirt back to
reveal a gaping WOUND right over his heart!
GROANING with pain, Chris keeps one hand over the wound as he
slowly pushes himself to his feet, every movement sending
burning pain shooting through his body.
He manages a few steps forward, stopping as a gust of wind
kicks up DUST all around him, forcing him to shield his face.
The wind dies down but is followed by the RUMBLE of thunder
overhead, and Chris looks up to see the skies are thick with
STORM CLOUDS.
He staggers, almost losing his balance, the expression one
his face one of complete amazement.
And that's when three of the ELDERLY MONKS come into view,
standing and watching him from several feet away.
Chris spins round and sees them, blinking as though his eyes
are playing tricks.
CHRIS
Who... what's going on? Where am I?
ELDERLY MONK #1
This is what came before.
ELDERLY MONK #2
And what is yet to come.
CHRIS
I... I don't understand...
ELDERLY MONK #1
You are not here.
ELDERLY MONK #2
And yet, here you are.
ELDERLY MONK #3
This is the place you must leave,
if you are to come back.
CHRIS
(getting angry)
You're not making any sense... what
the hell is going on here?
Chris turns round, looking in every direction, but all he
sees are more ruins. Dust. Rubble.
ELDERLY MONK #1
We cannot see past this place.
Chris whips round to face them again - and suddenly REELS as
a series of FLASHES assault his senses:
- A horde of people flooding towards him, SCREAMING, as
everything around them BURNS!
- LIGHTNING arcing down from the sky, hundreds of bolts one
after another!
- A great wave of BURNING GREEN FLAME washing over a crowd of
thousands of people!
Chris stumbles and falls, hitting the deck and gasping for
breath as the visions hit him.
ELDERLY MONK #2
There is darkness within you that
must be removed.
ELDERLY MONK #3
Show us what must be done.
CHRIS
(still reeling)
I can't... make it... stop...
And another FLASH hits Chris:
- The HURAKAN, sending a torrent of FLAMES his way!
Chris bucks and writhes on the ground - and dark clouds of
BLACK MIST start to gather around him!
CHRIS (cont'd)
No... not here...
Chris is helpless to stop the mist as it flows over him,
slipping in through his mouth, seeping into his skin and
sending CRACKLES of DARK PURPLE LIGHT sparking across his
body!
Chris throws his head back and HOWLS, more of the energy
CRACKLING within his mouth, and we SMASH CUT TO:
15 INT. MONASTERY - CHAMBER - NIGHT 15
Chris is CONVULSING on the pedestal, the monks continuing to
chant as he bucks up and down!
Twist is on her feet, the others looking just as distressed
as she calls out:
TWIST
Chris! Chris, come on! Fight it!
Chris continues to jerk spasmodically on the pedestal, his
back arching as his mouth falls open:
And a bolt of DARK PURPLE ENERGY shoots from his open mouth,
EXPLODING in a shower of sparks above him!
The monks duck for cover, one of them STRUCK by an unseen
force and falling on his back, BLOOD streaming from his nose.
Several of the younger monks rush to his aid, hauling him out
of harm's way as the others resume their CHANTING.
DIEGO
Madre dios...
SYREN
What's happening? Is Chris alright?
MICHELLE
He's...
NAOMI
It's working. They're getting it
all out of him.
She squeezes Syren's hand tightly.
NAOMI (cont'd)
Just hang on.
Syren can sense the waves of dark magic radiating from Chris
even from across the room, her brow furrowing as she fights
off the energy washing over her.
ON CHRIS as his struggles die down, the chanting continuing
as things settle back down - and now BLACK SMOKE starts to
rise from his body!
16 EXT. RUINED CITY - WALKWAY - DAY 16
Chris rears back into frame, clutching his head - and
realises he's somewhere else.
He's on top of a STONE BRIDGE formed between two shattered
skyscrapers, the two facing buildings literally melting where
they stand to form a path linking them.
Chris gets unsteadily to his feet and looks around - from up
here, the destruction looks even worse. Piles of vehicles
litter the streets, with great chunks torn up out of the
roads themselves.
He only has a few moments grace, however, as another wave of
pain hits him and he sinks to his knees, letting out a CRY as
we SMASH CUT TO:
17 EXT. STREET - NIGHT 17
In a scene from Chris' past, as he pins petrified young nurse
STEPHANIE to the ground, his eyes BLOOD RED and FANGS out as
he SNARLS down at her!
She SCREAMS and struggles to get free, but it's no good -
he's too strong, and as he lunges down towards her, sinking
his fangs into her neck, we SMASH TO:
18 INT. LINER - CARGO BAY - NIGHT 18
And as Chris faces MANON in the battle within his cargo ship,
Chris surges forward and SHOVES Twist to the side - just as
Manon LUNGES forward with his sword!
The blade sinks into Chris' chest - piercing his heart and
spearing out through his back. Chris GASPS.
TWIST
No!!!
Manon hesitates, but with a little shrug, puts more of his
weight on the sword, driving it further into Chris, whose
wide, shocked eyes can only stare back at him as we SMASH TO:
19 EXT. RUINED CITY - ROOFTOP - DAY 19
Chris rolls onto his back, YELLING with pain as black
tendrils of energy snake across his skin.
They seem to be MOVING under the surface like worms,
burrowing all over his body as he writhes and cries out in
pain.
20 INT. MONASTERY - CHAMBER - NIGHT 20
Chris is starting to move again, head shifting from side to
side as more SMOKE rises from him.
The elders keep up the CHANTING, the smoke escaping Chris
gathering in an ominous, jet black cloud hanging over him.
Over with the others, Syren has her eyes clamped firmly shut,
her lips moving as she mutters something under her breath.
Nobody's watching her, however - all eyes are on the dramatic
scenes over by Chris and the elders as we CUT TO:
21 EXT. RUINED CITY - DAY 21
Back where he first woke up, Chris throws his head back and
HOWLS with pain, but as he lowers his head a soft LIGHT falls
over him.
Chris opens his eyes - and standing before him is SYREN,
surrounding by a halo of brilliant WHITE LIGHT.
She SMILES, reaching her hands out to him, and Chris stares
at her in shock for a beat before we SMASH TO:
22 INT. MONASTERY - NIGHT 22
A final YELL from Chris signals the last of the smoke leaving
his body, and as Chris' body falls still the elders quickly
rise, focusing their efforts on the flowing, RUMBLING cloud
of black smoke hovering above him.
As they keep up their chants, the cloud starts to shrink,
getting smaller every second until with a final FLASH of
light - it's gone.
A long beat as silence falls across the room again - until
Chris starts COUGHING.
He quickly rolls onto his side and VOMITS onto the floor,
starting to curl his body up on reflex.
The others break and run over to him, Twist wrinkling her
nose as she sees the pool of JET BLACK vomit he coughed up.
MICHELLE
Chris? Can you hear us?
TWIST
Chief! Come on, wake up!
DANYAEL
Chris?
CHRIS
S... Syren...
She comes before him, one hand on his arm.
SYREN
I'm here.
Chris finally opens his eyes - and she's the first thing he
sees.
CHRIS
I... saw you...
SYREN
(smiles)
I know.
Twist and Michelle exchange a puzzled look, before one of the
elders draws their attention:
ELDERLY MONK #1
It is done.
TWIST
What did you do to him?
ELDERLY MONK #1
We had to send him to places of
great pain, but he was able to use
that to drive the dark essences
from his body.
DANYAEL
Is that it? I mean - is he clean
now?
The monk smiles, nodding his head. The team breathe a sigh of
relief, Syren tenderly stroking Chris' hair.
Twist is the first one to look across to Julie as the monks
begin setting themselves up around her.
TWIST
One down...
She knows it's not over yet, and from her expression we
DISSOLVE TO:
23 INT. MONASTERY - BEDROOM - LATER 23
Chris lies in bed, Syren sitting next to him and dabbing his
forehead with a cold flannel.
PULL BACK to find Michelle watching from the door, joined by
Diego.
DIEGO
Any change?
MICHELLE
He's still sleeping it off. She's
been by his side ever since they
brought him in here.
DIEGO
(smiles)
She cares about him a great deal.
He looks to Michelle, but his smile fades when he registers
her troubled features.
DIEGO (cont'd)
What is it?
MICHELLE
Why am I here?
DIEGO
I thought you were here to assist
the monks?
MICHELLE
They haven't asked me to help. In
fact, they as good as told me I was
here as a backup plan if something
goes wrong.
DIEGO
That would still count as
'assistance.'
MICHELLE
That's not the point, I...
She trails off, deciding to lead Diego outside:
24 INT. MONASTERY - CORRIDOR - NEXT 24
Closing the door, Michelle turns to Diego.
MICHELLE
What if... what if that's the only
reason I'm still here?
DIEGO
I don't understand.
MICHELLE
Look, the boss sends me where I'm
needed. People mucking about with
the natural order, amateurs using
magic they have no right to,
helping souls cross over - anything
like that. Healing? You've got the
wrong Ravenshill witch for that.
DIEGO
Chris trusted you. He knows you
have skills that would help us.
MICHELLE
But here's my thought... what if
something's going to happen to one
of them? Chris or Julie? What if...
(beat)
What if one of them isn't going to
make it? Or worse - what if
somebody else is going to die here?
Diego considers this for a moment.
DIEGO
Then you're the best person we
could ask for to be here.
And with that, he leaves her to her thoughts. Michelle can't
take much comfort from his words as we CUT TO:
25 INT. MONASTERY - GARDEN - NIGHT 25
By lamplight, the garden takes on a very different
atmosphere, wreathed in shadows with the air thick with
scent.
Naomi sits on one of the benches, looking out across the
flowerbeds, sand gardens and rockeries.
TWIST (O.S.)
Big night so far, huh?
She looks up as Twist steps into frame, taking a seat.
NAOMI
Sure is. I'm just glad Chris is
okay.
TWIST
Yup.
NAOMI
And from what they showed us they
can do, I think Julie's in good
hands with them.
TWIST
That's a fact.
A beat.
TWIST (cont'd)
Why are you taking Danyael away?
Naomi turns to Twist, trying to read her, but Twist keeps an
impressive poker face on, not looking back.
NAOMI
Excuse me?
TWIST
You heard. Danyael let it slip that
the two of you are jetting off for
pastures now once we get past all
this.
NAOMI
Ah.
(beat)
You weren't supposed to find out
like that.
TWIST
'Course not. I'm guessing the press
conference was set up and waiting,
huh?
NAOMI
Twist...
TWIST
No, save it.
And now Twist turns to her, and her face is like thunder.
TWIST (cont'd)
I know what you're doing. I know
why you're doing it. You know I'm
on to you.
NAOMI
'On' to me?
TWIST
Don't get cute. It definitely
doesn't suit you.
NAOMI
What's this about?
TWIST
Look, the others may think you're
just this fragile little rock chick
who throws down with the good guys,
but I've seen the real you.
NAOMI
You -
TWIST
The one that snapped Kate's neck
without even blinking.
NAOMI
(beat)
She was a bad guy, Twist. If we'd
have let her go, she'd have just -
TWIST
No, that's not what I'm pissed
about. Would she have gone on to do
something equally bad if we'd let
her go? Probably. Was it wrong to
kill her? Maybe, maybe not.
What I want to know is why you lied
to the others about it afterwards.
To Danyael.
NAOMI
Maybe because I knew they wouldn't
agree?
TWIST
Damn straight!
NAOMI
Twist, you and I... we've been
around long enough to know that
this world is screwed.
Twist frowns, not expecting this turn of subject.
NAOMI (cont'd)
We've seen friends kill one
another, lovers turn against
lovers, children slaughtered by
people seeking power... even if you
step out of 'our' world, you get
war, greed, famine, poverty...
we're killing ourselves. As a
species, we're wiping ourselves
out. Slowly.
TWIST
What are you -
NAOMI
So when I saw a chance to take one
more poisonous little scumbag out
of the equation, yeah, I took it.
Does that make me a bad guy?
Twist doesn't have an answer. Naomi stands, her temper
flaring.
NAOMI (cont'd)
And if you want to know why I want
Danny and me to leave, it's not
because I'm gonna lead him down
some path of violence and
retribution. You can't change the
world that way.
TWIST
So... why are you doing it?
NAOMI
(blurts)
Because I can't stand to see the
way he looks at you any more!
She stops. Realises she's said too much. Twist raises an
eyebrow, crossing her arms.
TWIST
Excuse me?
NAOMI
Nothing, I... just nothing.
She starts to storm off, but Twist grabs her arm.
TWIST
No, wait. Look... just tell me.
NAOMI
(exhales)
He has feelings for you, Twist.
Always has, probably always will.
But me... I love him. Can you say
that?
Twist stays silent. Releases Naomi's arm.
NAOMI (cont'd)
Exactly. Me and Danny, if we're
away from all this, away from...
from you, then maybe we've got a
chance. We could be happy together.
Don't you want that for him?
Twist lowers her gaze, not knowing what to say.
NAOMI (cont'd)
Twist, if you really, truly care
about him... then let him go. Let
him be happy.
(beat)
Please.
Twist looks up, holding Naomi's gaze for a long beat. Then
she drops her head again - and nods. Naomi sighs.
TWIST
When are you... you know, when will
you tell the others?
NAOMI
When Julie's fixed up. Not before.
Twist nods again, and after a moment Naomi turns and leaves.
Twist stays where she is, head down. Silent.
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT TWO
ACT THREE
FADE IN:
26 INT. MONASTERY - BEDROOM - NIGHT 26
Chris is still asleep in bed, but as he stirs and comes
round, his eyes fall on Michelle, standing by a window and
staring out across the mountains beyond. Flickering lamplight
keeps the room mostly in shadows.
CHRIS
Michelle?
She turns, wearing a relieved smile when she sees he's up.
MICHELLE
Hello at last.
She walks over, taking a seat next to him. Chris starts to
sit up, but the notices something - Syren is curled up on the
bed next to him, fast asleep.
Chris reaches over to wake her, but Michelle stops him and
puts a finger to her lips.
MICHELLE (cont'd)
She's been with you the whole time.
I finally persuaded her to get some
sleep a few hours ago.
Chris gets the message, carefully sitting up and being sure
not to disturb Syren.
MICHELLE (cont'd)
Looks like you're feeling better.
Chris rubs his temples, grimacing.
CHRIS
I'm awake. I wouldn't say I'm
'better.'
Michelle's eyes flick to Chris' exposed torso - and the
jagged SCAR over his heart.
MICHELLE
I've been meaning to ask...
CHRIS
Yes, it hurt. And no, I can't
remember what happened after it
happened.
MICHELLE
How did you know what I was going
to ask?
CHRIS
(off scar)
Same thing everyone else does first
time they see this.
Michelle grins, pouring Chris a large glass of water from a
flask by his bedside.
MICHELLE
Drink up.
Chris drains the glass, leaning back and exhaling.
CHRIS
How's Julie?
MICHELLE
They're about to start. That's why
I came by, I thought if you were
awake you'd want to be there.
(off Syren)
Plus, they think she can help. She
kept Julie awake and surpressed the
ixtab before, so if she can do it
again, then...
CHRIS
Point taken. I'll wake her. Go and
tell the others we'll be along
shortly.
Michelle nods, standing and heading for the exit. She pauses
in the doorway.
MICHELLE
Chris, I...
CHRIS
You're wondering why you're still
here, if the dark magic is out of
my system.
Michelle bites her lip, then nods.
CHRIS (cont'd)
I don't know either. I'm sorry. I'm
assuming it's because you can still
help, because otherwise... well,
I'd rather not finish that thought.
Michelle offers a hopeful smile before she exits. As the door
closes, Chris turns to his side and gently shakes Syren.
SYREN
(half asleep)
Hmm?
CHRIS
Come on, Syren. Time to wake up.
SYREN
Five more minutes...
Chris grins, pushing himself upright in bed as Syren finally
comes round. She stretches lazily, sitting up.
SYREN (cont'd)
You're awake.
CHRIS
So I've been told.
SYREN
(smiles)
Good. How are you?
CHRIS
Getting by.
(beat)
Thanks to you.
SYREN
What do you mean?
Chris hesitates, then reaches across and takes her hand.
CHRIS
When I was... when the monks were
doing what they do, they had to
fast forward me through several
painful times in my life.
Syren gives his hand a squeeze.
CHRIS (cont'd)
They needed to shake me out of what
was happening, drive the dark magic
out of me by channelling real pain
and darkness.
SYREN
That sounds dangerous.
CHRIS
It is. It's about the only thing
that works, but it's not foolproof.
The idea is that the shock to the
system helps the body shake off the
black magic, but it's very easy to
get lost. To stay trapped in
whatever painful memories you're
forced to relive, never to return.
Chris reaches forward, running a tender hand down her cheek.
CHRIS (cont'd)
But you came for me, didn't you?
SYREN
I didn't want to interfere, I just
thought -
CHRIS
I saw you. While I was still under.
Only for a second, but...
He pauses, searching for the right words. Syren moves a
little closer to him.
CHRIS (cont'd)
I was moments away from being lost.
I could feel things slipping away
from me. The world I keep seeing,
the place where I think I went for
so long, it's... there's still too
much about it that I can't remember
or understand, and that was
dragging me away. Until you.
Syren's hands reach for him, tracing over his features.
CHRIS (cont'd)
You brought me back. You saved me.
(beat)
Thank you.
Syren quickly leans forward and KISSES him. It's brief, and
as she pulls away she seems suddenly very shy.
SYREN
Sorry, I - I didn't mean...
He takes her head in his hands, and slowly brings her close
again. And this time, when they KISS, it's for keeps.
Syren's eyes are closed as he pulls away, a dreamy look on
her face.
SYREN (cont'd)
I think I like your way of saying
'thank you'...
CHRIS
(grins)
Come on. We're needed.
She nods, leaning back as Chris swings out of bed, her
fingers going to her lips as if to check what just happened
was real, as we DISSOLVE TO:
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