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TEASER
FADE IN:
1 EXT. CITY STREET - NIGHT 1
Another deserted street as the STORM rages overhead.
Everything around us is bathed in a soft green haze.
The team's battered VAN rolls into view, looking like it's
been welded back together as it rolls slowly down the street,
wipers swishing against the rain.
It passes CARS at crazy angles all across the road, with
PEOPLE fast asleep at the wheel inside. Suitcases are
strapped to their roofs - these people were evacuating.
POLICE CARS and other emergency services, lights FLASHING
silently, are also among the stationary vehicles, forcing the
van to weave slowly between them.
COACHES and BUSES, filled to the very top with sleeping
forms, are followed by lines of sleepers, luggage in their
hands, sprawled on the street where they fell as they raced
for the last rides out of town.
The van comes to a stop as it turns a corner - a POWER LINE
has come down, the huge wooden pole lying across the street
as its wires trail alongside it.
2 INT. VAN - NEXT 2
DIEGO leans back from the wheel with a weary sigh.
DIEGO
This road is also blocked.
He turns - sat behind him are TWIST, SYREN and CHRIS, the
latter surrounded with pieces of the strange device Twist
threw off the roof back in Seattle.
TWIST
Alright, this is officially
starting to get annoying now. How
the hell are we supposed to find
the Trinity if every road between
here and there is out?
CHRIS
(without looking up)
Perseverance.
TWIST
Says the guy who isn't driving.
CHRIS
That's because I'm busy.
TWIST
And what do you have to show for
your efforts thus far, apart from a
heap of junk cluttering up our
ride?
Chris holds up a small CRYSTAL, cracked but still gleaming in
the low light.
CHRIS
The answer to what this device was
actually doing.
TWIST
Oh.
(beat)
And?
CHRIS
It was a form of energy conduit,
receiving power from one source and
directing it elsewhere.
SYREN
(gets it)
It was feeding the storm. Keeping
it powerful.
CHRIS
(nods)
But the fact that the storm stayed
in place even when it was smashed
suggests that these conduits are no
longer needed.
DIEGO
Which means the Trinity have almost
won.
TWIST
Almost. There's a whole lot of
kicking between them and the finish
line yet, mister.
(to others)
Right?
Syren manages a hopeful smile, but Chris' expression remains
troubled.
TWIST (cont'd)
(sighs; flat)
Go team.
Twist turns to stare glumly back out through the rainswept
front windows.
TWIST (cont'd)
We need to find Danyael.
CHRIS
He'll be wherever the Trinity are.
Naomi showed enough interest in him
even after her defection to make
sure of that.
TWIST
I know, but... we just need him
back.
CHRIS
We'll find him. I'm trying a new
strategy where none of us get lost
in the field any more.
DIEGO
That's never something you can
promise.
Chris finally manages a grin as he starts shoving the
assorted pieces of the conduit away.
CHRIS
There's a first time for
everything.
(points)
Try that way.
Diego backs the van up a little before trying another street,
and as the team move on we CUT TO:
3 INT. WAREHOUSE - NIGHT 3
Rubble. Some smoke and flames. The kind of debris you'd
expect to see after a warehouse collapsed in on itself.
WIND and RAIN batters the scene, washing away parts of the
mess and exposing the remnants underneath.
FLASHLIGHT BEAMS shine across the rubble, and footsteps
CRUNCH along the twisted hunks of metal and iron as several
FIGURES make their way across the wreckage.
One of the beams falls on a pair of LEGS sticking out from
under one piece of roof, ROPE around their ankles.
VOICE
Over here!
Pale HANDS quickly join in as the figures start heaving away
bricks, hunks of metal and other debris, soon exposing the
dusty and battered form of DANYAEL!
VOICE #2
Oh, God... it's him!
VOICE #3
What do we do?
VOICE
What does it look like? We get him
the hell out of here!
Danyael is carefully sat upright, and as he straightens he
STIRS, starting to come round.
DANYAEL'S P.O.V:
BLURS swim before us as Danyael's vision returns, picking out
three figures peering down at him.
ON SCENE:
Danyael frowns, raising a hand against the torchlight - and
finding a piece of the CHAIR he was tied to is still
attached! He quickly tears it off.
FIGURE #1
Are you okay, man?
FIGURE #2
We heard the explosion and came to
see if we could help.
FIGURE #3
Yeah, I mean, it's not like anyone
else was gonna come.
Still seeing stars, Danyael squints as things come into focus
- and then his eyes widen as he sees his rescuers.
Three VAMPIRES, scruffy and pale just like he is, wrapped up
against the storm, smile back at him.
VAMP #1
So... you're Danyael Norton, right?
I'm AJ. Welcome to Washington.
The vamps start to help the dazed Danyael to his feet as we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF TEASER
ACT ONE
FADE IN:
4 EXT. FACTORY - NIGHT 4
And a brilliant FLASH of lightning illuminates a huge old
FACTORY before us, deep in the heart of a now disused
industrial estate.
The buildings, factories and workshops around it have fallen
into ruin, but this structure stands as stubbornly as it
always stood.
SPOTLIGHTS give the factory a commanding view of its
surroundings, meaning no approach is covered by darkness.
5 EXT. FACTORY - TOP LEVEL - NEXT 5
We SWEEP over the factory to see dozens of TRINITY WARRIORS
moving around inside - the factory is split into a half dozen
different levels, each exposed to the next through ragged
HOLES in the floor.
It's a sea of movement, with ARCHERS positioned on the roof,
GLIDERS perched on the lips of the rooftop like gargoyles
ready to pounce.
PUSH IN and DOWN THROUGH the factory, one level at a time,
passing Warriors readying weapons, pushing more CONDUIT
DEVICES into place, marking out MAGIC CIRCLES, until we
finally reach:
6 INT. FACTORY - MAIN FLOOR - CONTINUOUS 6
Another regiment of Warriors run through a set of kata moves,
lines of black-clothed assassins all moving in perfect synch.
CIEGUE and ISABELLE watch their troops, pointing to other
parts of the factory as they discuss their plans.
CHARLOTTE stands by the huge, ugly statue of VIRACOCHA, the
storm god within waiting for its chance to be released.
And at the head of it all stands NAOMI, eyes flicking from
one group to the next as she watches the final pieces of her
game plan fall into place.
But there's a glint of sadness in her eye - she left someone
behind she cares about, and as she looks up towards the night
sky, the MOON just about visible through the patchwork of
floors stretching above her, we CUT TO:
7 INT. REBEL BASE - NIGHT 7
The same moon shines in through a window. PULL BACK to find
ourselves in a cosy vamp nest, now full of BOXED GOODS of all
shapes and sizes - televisions, microwaves, stereos.
Danyael is sitting in a huge, squashy armchair, shirt off and
bandages wrapped round him, accepting a cup of steaming BLOOD
from a young, female vamp.
DANYAEL
Thanks.
She tries to stop a GIGGLE of fangirl excitement, before
looking suitably embarassed and scurrying away.
Danyael shakes his head, sipping the blood as AJ comes to sit
next to him, hair slick from the rain.
AJ
It's not getting any better out
there.
DANYAEL
(off boxes)
Seems to be suiting you guys just
fine.
AJ
Oh, yeah, that... seemed like a
good idea at the time.
Another vamp, a lean black youth called FINCH, sits down.
FINCH
Before we realised what was
happening, we went a little shop
crazy. In our defence, all the
local trads were worse than us.
AJ
Yeah, we just took stuff that was
in the stores. They've been going
into people's homes.
DANYAEL
Which explains why we've not been
seeing too many bodies on the
streets...
AJ grimaces - nuff said. Danyael sips his blood again, before
a thought hits him. He looks at the mug, then AJ.
AJ
I know what you're thinking - it's
animal. We don't lose our morals
even at a time like this, man.
Danyael settles back, picking up his dented CELL PHONE and
checking the signal again - nothing.
DANYAEL
Is there anywhere else I could try
making a call from? I need to tell
my friends I'm okay.
FINCH
No such luck.
Finch reaches over and flicks on a TV - every channel shows
the same Emergency Broadcast screen.
FINCH (cont'd)
Went down a coupla days ago. Same
for the radio. Only people on the
internet are guys and girls like
us. And some weird guy in Los
Angeles.
DANYAEL
(thinks)
You can send texts through the
internet, right?
AJ
Yeah, but everyone we need to
contact is right -
(catches up)
Oh, yeah! No problem. Wait here.
He gets up and heads off screen, leaving Danyael to his drink
as the FANGIRL VAMP heads over again.
FANGIRL VAMP
Um... hi.
DANYAEL
Hey.
(offers hand)
I'm Danyael.
FANGIRL VAMP
(blurts)
Oh, my God! I know who you are!
(beat; winces)
That came out so wrong...
DANYAEL
(grins)
Don't worry. Been a while since I
had any adoring fans to speak to.
FANGIRL VAMP
Um, I was just... I mean, a few of
us were wondering, er...
DANYAEL
What?
FANGIRL VAMP
Is it really true that it's Naomi
Vyra who went over to the bad guys?
I mean, we've heard rumours and
stuff, but nothing...
She trails off, reading the answer in Danyael's expression.
FANGIRL VAMP (cont'd)
Oh, no... seriously?
He nods, not wanting to discuss it. The Fangirl's heart
sinks, and she turns and trudges away. Danyael stares down
into his mug, gripping the handle tightly as we CUT TO:
8 INT. FACTORY - MAIN FLOOR - NIGHT 8
Naomi stands before Viracocha's statue, staring into its
gnarled visage before she realises her lieutenants are
standing behind her.
NAOMI
How are we doing?
CHARLOTTE
I'm still working to bring together
all the essences running under this
place, but another few hours and
I'll have all the power we need.
ISABELLE
Troops are stationed throughout the
building, and a secure perimeter
around the whole area. If Chris and
his team show up, we're ready.
CIEGUE
(beat)
What she said.
Naomi grins, turning to walk away when:
CIEGUE (cont'd)
How did it feel to sentence your
lover to die like that?
Naomi stops. Charlotte and Isabelle back away warily as she
turns slowly to glare at him.
NAOMI
What did you just say?
CIEGUE
(shrugs)
I'm just wondering. After all you
did to try and turn him, he still
said 'no.' Didn't that make you
stop and wonder, even for just a
second, that what we're doing might
not be right?
She walks up to him. They're roughly the same height, so it's
a Grade A stare down.
NAOMI
(quiet)
If you ever, and I mean ever
question me again like that, it
won't be just your hand you lose.
Ciegue holds her glare, his thick sunglasses firmly in place,
before he GRINS broadly.
CIEGUE
Just checking.
Naomi's obviously wound up as she turns and stomps away.
ISABELLE
What the hell was that? You trying
to end up like Jackie?
CIEGUE
I wanted to see how she'd react.
CHARLOTTE
That was dumb.
CIEGUE
And yet, I'm still standing. I'm
going to take that as a good sign.
For now.
He starts to walk away, but Isabelle follows.
ISABELLE
Why do you keep doing that?
Needling her? Challenging her?
CIEGUE
Because I don't think anyone else
here has fully grasped the enormity
of what we're about to do. Not even
our leader.
ISABELLE
That's stupid. Naomi -
CIEGUE
Naomi is about to unleash a force
so ancient, so powerful, that it
was rightly worshipped as a god
during its time on this Earth. Do
any of us really think we can hope
to control something like that?
ISABELLE
Charlie can do it.
Ciegue tilts his head towards Charlotte, who remains by the
statue, leafing through a spellbook.
CIEGUE
I hope your faith in her is
justified.
He turns and walks away. Isabelle looks back to Charlotte,
and a flicker of doubt crosses her face as we CUT TO:
9 INT. VAN - NIGHT 9
Travelling along a bumpy, dark road, a ROAD MAP is spread
across the dashboard, with GLOWING DUST marking out their
destination.
Twist's phone BEEPS - she's got a new message. She fishes the
phone out and checks it, jaw hanging at what she reads.
DIEGO
What is it?
She holds up the phone for him to see, and as his eyes flick
down the screen he starts to GRIN, and we CUT TO:
10 EXT. STREET - NEXT 10
Standing on the corner outside the rebel base's nondescript
location is Danyael, wearing an ill-fitting KAGOULE.
The team's van SKIDS round a corner, barrelling towards him
and SCREECHING to a halt, kicking up a plume of water.
The passenger door flies open and Twist BOUNDS out, racing
towards him!
DANYAEL
(grins)
Hey yo-
WHAP! She HUGS him and almost tackles him to the floor, but
after a beat he holds her back. Tight.
Chris, Diego and Syren exit the van, Chris patting Diego on
the shoulder with relief as he and Syren head over.
Diego just watches Twist and Danyael - they still haven't let
each other go.
TWIST
I thought...
DANYAEL
Yeah, well, you know what 'thought'
did.
She LAUGHS, the two still embracing, and Diego takes a moment
to push his thoughts back down before heading over.
Danyael shakes Chris' hand, HUGS Syren and twirls her round,
then SHAKES warmly with Diego.
CHRIS
Damn good to have you back,
Danyael.
SYREN
I knew you'd be alright.
DANYAEL
(shrugs)
Ah, you know. Not my first
collapsing building.
AJ and Finch exit the base and head over, joining them.
CHRIS
Ah, these must be your rescuers.
(offers hand)
Chris Berkeley.
AJ
(shakes)
I'm AJ, that's Finch.
TWIST
Thanks for pulling his sorry ass
out of there. Saved us a job.
Danyael playfully NUDGES her, and she pokes her tongue out.
CHRIS
I'm afraid we have another favour
to ask of you.
AJ
Name it. Anything to help.
Chris pauses as a RUMBLE of thunder rolls overhead, and as he
looks to the stormy skies we CUT TO:
11 INT. REBEL BASE - NEXT 11
With more VAMPIRES now filling the base, Chris draws their
attention to a large MAP spread across a tabletop.
Brightly coloured LINES criss-cross the map's surface, with
Chris's finger over one spot where several lines meet.
CHRIS
This is where they are. A
convergence of magical power lines,
right underneath an abandoned
steelworks factory.
AJ
How do you know that's the place?
CHRIS
Because technically, I've already
been there.
Confused looks all round.
TWIST
Trust us. Long story.
CHRIS
There's enough raw magical essence
at that location to keep this storm
running indefinitely, and also
spread it to cover most of the
planet's surface.
VAMP #2
How long would that take?
CHRIS
Less than a month.
A ripple of concerned chatter buzzes through the vamps.
DANYAEL
Which is why we need to stop the
Trinity. Now.
FINCH
No offence, but what are we
supposed to do? There's maybe fifty
of us, and we ain't exactly combat
hardened vets like you guys. If you
guys are right, these 'Trinity'
people are gonna have an army
waiting for us.
CHRIS
They're expecting me and my team.
Not all of you as well.
TWIST
We can show you some basics. A few
spells, some moves, cook up a
couple of strategies, no problem.
SYREN
We've done this sort of thing
before.
AJ
Yeah, we heard about that rumble
over in Boston. Didn't one of your
people get killed?
A beat. Chris clears his throat.
CHRIS
The point is, we have an element of
surprise working for us here. The
Trinity may be bedded into the
factory with no intention of
moving, but we can easily turn that
against them.
DIEGO
We'll take care of the leaders. All
we need you to help us do is hold
back the rest of the Warriors.
AJ
(scoffs)
Right. A handful of vamps more used
to laying low and keeping out of
trouble, versus several hundred
ninjas with years of training.
TWIST
We've faced worse odds.
(off his look)
Seriously! Remind me to tell you
about the big scorpion monsters.
CHRIS
So... what do you say? Can we count
on you to help?
AJ sucks in his cheeks, realising the rest of the vamps are
looking to him to be their spokesperson.
DANYAEL
Come on, man. We need you.
AJ
I don't know... somebody's got to
stop the trads from eating everyone
in this town. What if this all goes
South and none of us come back?
CHRIS
Then it won't matter what happens
to this town, because everything on
the planet will be dead.
It's a bold statement, but Chris looks like he means it. His
emotion isn't lost on the rebels.
FINCH
Let us think about it, okay? I know
this is a big thing, and we want to
help ya, it's just...
CHRIS
(nods)
I understand.
(to others)
Get them started on a few lessons
in the art of apocalypses in the
meantime.
TWIST
Roger roger.
The assembled vamps starts to disperse into smaller groups as
Twist, Diego and Syren merge into them. Danyael stays with
Chris, over by the map.
DANYAEL
Nice speech. I particularly liked
the 'help us, or the whole world is
doomed' part.
CHRIS
I was being honest.
DANYAEL
You were being scary. I'm not sure
I'd follow you after that.
My reaction would be to find a
nuclear bunker somewhere and wait
for the dolphins to take over.
CHRIS
This'll all be a lot smoother if we
can count on their help, Danyael.
Isn't there anything else you can
do to help convince them?
DANYAEL
(thinks)
Actually, maybe there is...
He looks thoughtfully across the room as we CUT TO:
12 INT. FACTORY - MAIN FLOOR - NIGHT 12
A crowd of Warriors has gathered to watch as Charlotte stands
before the statue, decked out once again in red and black
ceremonial robes.
Naomi hangs back with Ciegue and Isabelle, fidgeting
nervously.
Charlotte spreads her hands into the air in a circle, before
bowing reverently at the statue's feet.
CHARLOTTE
Viracocha, lake of creation, born
of noble Illa and Tici, hear us...
Wisps of BLACK MIST start to waft upwards from the statue. A
high-pitched WHINE begins to fill the room, with a few of the
Warriors covering their ears.
CHARLOTTE (cont'd)
As once you rose from Lake Titicaca
at the dawn of the universe, so
again we call on you, to wipe the
earth clean of the unworthy insects
that befoul its surface!
Isabelle leans across to whisper to Charlotte:
ISABELLE
Does the spell have to be this
corny?
Naomi doesn't answer, her focus entirely on Charlotte.
CHARLOTTE
Mankind has become all wicked, and
as once foretold we beseech you to
drown the arrogant, the impure and
the sinful in your tears, and
through your divine mercy return
this world to the light!
There's a sudden GLARE of red light, forcing Charlotte to
shield her eyes.
The magic circles marked out around the statue, several
designs all interlocked and crossing, start to PULSE with
energy.
Charlotte lowers her head, long red hair falling forward as
she extends her hands before her. Her hands start to SHAKE as
sparks of energy SNAP from her fingers.
A lazy, curling haze of BLUE LIGHT starts to wind up from the
floor itself, trailing slowly through the air.
Moments later, a similar line, this one a deep GREEN, rises
from another part of the floor.
The Warriors turn to look as more lines of magical power push
into the factory, twisting and coalescing as they cross,
mingle and spiral around the statue.
The statue itself starts to GLOW from within the stone
itself, and the twisting, rolling trails of multi-coloured
light start to circle it, blending into one manic spiral of
shifting colour.
The room starts to SHAKE, the gathered energies building to
intense levels as the statue continues to SHINE.
Parts of the walls and floor around the statue begin to WARP
and BUCKLE, pulled out of shape by the powerful forces
exerted around it.
Charlotte, SWEAT dripping from her body, clamps her eyes shut
as she fights to keep the magics under control, RED FLAMES
starting to lick up from her body!
Isabelle takes a step forward, concerned, but Naomi grabs her
arm, shaking her head - leave her to it.
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