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TEASER
FADE IN:
1 INT. VAN - DAY 1
The team's van is parked up near a forest, with CHRIS in the
driver's seat and VIVIAN beside him, the rest of the team
plus their new arrivals are seated behind:
TWIST with DANYAEL, along with ROSHEEN and REAGAN, the
latter's tall frame crammed awkwardly into the van.
ROSHEEN
In the bad old days, before there
were just two clans and before we
started keeping our existence more
of a secret, infighting and wars
between the various wolf packs was
pretty common.
DANYAEL
How many packs were there?
ROSHEEN
A few dozen.
VIVIAN
And I'm guessing they helped wipe
each other out just as much as
human hunters did, right?
ROSHEEN
(nods)
If you caught another clan's wolf
on your territory, you were within
your rights to kill him. If it was
a woman, you could take her home
and use her for... whatever.
She pauses, running a hand through her long hair.
ROSHEEN (cont'd)
Illicit interbreeding is one of the
reasons there's such... variety
inside both the Black and White
Furs. Conquering packs enjoyed all
the spoils of victory, from land
and resources to hostages, slaves
and breeding partners.
TWIST
Nice to know some of us advanced
beyond cavemen, huh?
CHRIS
(sharp)
Twist.
ROSHEEN
(beat)
As far as we've been able to work
out, that's where Conall came from.
We still don't know his full story,
for one reason or another -
VIVIAN
What are they? The reasons, I mean.
ROSHEEN
His runts either die in battle or
take their own lives. They have it
bred into them not to be taken
alive. Security measure, I guess.
CHRIS
All of which adds up to us facing a
dangerously zealous army.
ROSHEEN
All we know is that Conall hates
both clans with equal fury, and
it's most likely because one or
both of his parents became a
prisoner at some point. We're still
trying to trace back his bloodline,
but with the lack of prisoners...
DANYAEL
... finding anyone who can tell you
is pretty tough.
TWIST
So where does that leave us? Apart
from waiting on Queen Latifah out
there to do her thing, I mean.
Eyes turn to peer out through the windscreen, and we follow:
2 EXT. FOREST - CLEARING - NEXT 2
Silence. Wind rustling leaves, a few animal calls, nothing
more.
A HAND reaches into frame, deftly catching a falling leaf as
it spirals down to earth.
PULL BACK to find LYRA standing alone in the clearing,
letting the ambience wash over her, her loose hair twisting
in the breeze.
She takes a breath, closes her eyes and starts to HUM a
melody, raising her hands palms upwards, parting them before
herself.
There's a stronger GUST that rattles the trees around her,
and Lyra closes her hands, as though grabbing a rope.
Bringing her clenched hands to her chest, she slowly exhales,
colours starting to brighten and oversaturate around her.
She opens her eyes - the scene instantly returns to normal,
but with a grin she turns to face the van.
3 INT. VAN - NEXT 3
Lyra gives Chris a thumbs up before starting to head back
over.
CHRIS
She's found the trail.
ROSHEEN
Really? Just like that?
VIVIAN
There's a lot of things she can do.
(off Chris)
Apparently.
ROSHEEN
That's... that's incredible. Reagan
and I couldn't pick up a thing out
there!
They wait as the van door is pulled open, Lyra carefully
stepping inside to sit with the others.
CHRIS
All set?
LYRA
(nods)
It's an old trail, but it should
lead us to their camp if we keep
going east.
Chris STARTS the van's engine, the others fastening seat
belts.
4 EXT. FOREST - CLEARING - NEXT 4
The van pulls away, bouncing along a dirt road leading deeper
into the forest and leaving the clearing behind.
5 EXT. FOREST - ROAD - NEXT 5
Pulling up onto a more solid, asphalt surface, the van
continues through the woods, the sun overhead filtered
through the thick branches.
6 INT. VAN - NEXT 6
Vivian studies a map as Chris drives, Lyra shuffling up to
sit behind Chris and lay her arms round his shoulders.
VIVIAN
(not looking up)
Ah ah. We have rules about that.
LYRA
About what?
VIVIAN
PDA.
(beat)
Public displays of affection. Off
duty only.
Lyra grins, withdrawing her arms.
LYRA
So you're saying I can't even -
KA-BOOM! The van LURCHES to the side suddenly, SMOKE pouring
into the cabin as Chris scrabbles at the wheel.
7 EXT. FOREST - ROAD - NEXT 7
Rearing up on two wheels, the van finally CRASHES down on one
side, windows SHATTERING on impact.
With smoke belching from its undercarriage and a huge HOLE
punched into the rear, the van SKIDS along on its side for a
few more metres before coming to a halt.
Hold on the van as stillness returns, its wheels spinning and
no sign of movement from within before we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF TEASER
ACT ONE
FADE IN:
8 EXT. FOREST - ROAD - DAY 8
Resume on the smoking van for a beat - before the side door
finally SLIDES OPEN.
Coughing, Danyael is the first to emerge, wafting away the
thick smoke.
DANYAEL
Is everybody alright?
TWIST (O.S.)
Shut the fricken door, Spook! It's
the middle of the day!
He looks up - the sun's blocked by the treeline overhead.
DANYAEL
We're good!
He pulls himself up and onto the side of the capsized
vehicle, reaching in to help pull first Twist, then Lyra out
of the cabin.
The passenger door opens next, Vivian pressing a hand to a
cut on her forehead as she helps Chris clamber out.
Danyael hops down, helping lower the girls to the ground as
Rosheen and Reagan extract themselves.
VIVIAN
What happened? Felt like we went
over a damn landmine!
Danyael looks at the back of the van - the rear wheel is
gone, a section of the van simply torn away.
DANYAEL
Maybe we did...
TWIST
Okay, damage report later. First,
let's get out of the daylight
before -
ROSHEEN
Wait.
She stiffens, a hand on Twist's chest to stop her. Beside
her, Reagan narrows his eyes, scanning the treeline.
There's no movement, no sound - nothing. A wary Chris,
wincing as he tests a bruised arm, joins the wolves.
CHRIS
If somebody blew us off the road...
There's a sudden FLICKER of motion within the trees - and
another, and another.
The team go back to back, forming a circle even as they try
to shake off the ringing in their ears from the crash.
VIVIAN
How many?
ROSHEEN
Can't tell. Lots.
TWIST
Okay, then...
She CRACKS her knuckles loudly.
TWIST (cont'd)
... bring 'em on. I liked that van.
Bushes RUSTLE as figures move through the woodland towards
the team, movement on all sides.
LYRA
Chris...
CHRIS
Just keep your ears open, Lyra.
Anything that moves that isn't us,
you blast it.
LYRA
(beat)
I don't 'blast.'
TWIST
Oh, would you two just -
ROSHEEN
There!
Several figures finally emerge from the trees - MEN and WOMEN
of various ages and builds, all dressed in dark, muted
clothing.
Reagan GROWLS, his body hunching up as he balls his fists.
Rosheen's lip curls back like a wild animal, baring her sharp
teeth.
ROSHEEN (cont'd)
Conall.
VIVIAN
Here? Now?
ROSHEEN
These are his runts. We're being
ambushed.
TWIST
Ya think?
More of the GRAY WOLVES, still fully human, appear on all
sides - the team are surrounded.
CHRIS
Are everyone's weapons still in the
van?
TWIST
Pretty much.
CHRIS
Then we'll need a diversion.
The first wave of gray wolves take a few steps forward - but
pause, almost doubling over as they pull their bodies taut.
They start to GROWL, a prickly sound from the backs of their
throats - and as the team watch, they start to CHANGE.
FUR starts to sprout, CLAWS lengthen from fingernails and
FANGS drop from their mouths.
DANYAEL
Oh, crap...
Rosheen watches the display carefully.
ROSHEEN
They're not changing. Not
completely.
VIVIAN
So what are they changing into?
Rosheen exchanges a concerned look with Reagan.
ROSHEEN
Garou.
The closest wolf throws his head back and HOWLS, his comrades
joining in the cry until the team are assaulted on all sides
by the baleful howling.
And with that, the first group SPRING to the attack, their
powerful legs LAUNCHING them forward through the air!
SLOW MOTION as the wolves sail towards the team, who brace
for the impact:
And Chris PUNCHES the ground with his fist, sending up a wave
of GREEN ENERGY that blasts out like a tidal wave!
RESUME SPEED as the energy HURLS the incoming wolves
backwards, sending them cartwheeling back to the ground.
The second wave charge in a heartbeat later, some staying low
as others JUMP again, claws and fangs bared.
Reagan surges forward, snagging one in mid-air and SLAMMING
him to the floor, as the others are swamped by a wolf each.
Twist and Danyael are SLAMMED back against the van by the
force of the impacts, while Vivian ducks and gets a shoulder
under hers, FLIPPING it over her head.
Chris GRAPPLES with his, the half-feral human SNAPPING and
BARKING as it tries to bite him.
Lyra is left unchallenged, her wide eyes showing how
disorientated she is - until a SHADOW falls over her as
another wolf jumps in...
She turns and SCREAMS right at it, the full force of her
blast catching the wolf dead-on - and DETONATING its body!
The others are spattered with blood and offal, the fights
pausing for a beat as the remains of the disintegrated wolf
fall to earth.
TWIST
Woah...
Seizing her moment, she KNEES her wolf in the groin, drops a
HEADBUTT and then spins it round to SLAM it back into the
van!
Danyael fares less well, taking a SWIPE across his cheek that
sprays BLOOD, before a hefty PUNCH to his gut sends him
reeling.
Vivian pops her wrists, two DAGGERS sliding into her palms,
and she takes on her wolf with a CROSS-SLASH across its
throat.
The wolf CHOKES, blood bubbling across its neck as she KICKS
it in the chest.
Rosheen, meanwhile, SWEEPS one wolf down and CHOPS it in the
throat, grabbing its head and SNAPPING its neck in one fluid
motion.
She looks up to see more wolves emerging from the trees - the
odds are rapidly falling!
ROSHEEN
There's too many of them...
Reagan BREAKS one wolf's back over his knee, tossing its body
aside - just as two more TACKLE him from either side!
ROSHEEN (cont'd)
(to Chris)
There's too many!
CHRIS
I know.
(beat)
Run.
VIVIAN
What?
Chris CRACKS his elbow into one wolf's face, grabbing it and
HURLING it sideways into two more.
CHRIS
I said run!
LYRA
We can't leave you!
CHRIS
Then don't! Come back for me! But
right now - move it!
He rears back with one hand, conjuring a violent, spitting
globe of BLUE ENERGY.
As several more wolves tear in towards the team, Chris SLAMS
the globe into the ground.
Another WALL of power shoots up, the attackers crashing into
it like it was solid concrete.
CHRIS (cont'd)
Danyael, take Twist and Lyra and
get out of here. I'll cover you.
VIVIAN
We'll cover you.
DANYAEL
But -
CHRIS
Don't argue! Do as I say!
A reluctant Danyael grabs Twist's arm and Lyra's hand, the
trio pulling back even as Lyra struggles:
LYRA
But we can help! They'll kill you!
CHRIS
Rosheen?
The two exchange a look. There's a beat of silent
communication - Rosheen reads something in his eyes.
ROSHEEN
Reagan? Let's go.
Surprising the big wolf, Rosheen follows the escaping
Danyael's group, even as the gray wolves try to batter their
way through Chris' defences.
The group race rapidly back down the road, some of the gray
wolves breaking off to follow them.
As Chris' wall of energy starts to SHIMMER, the power fading
away, Vivian draws up to Chris' shoulder.
VIVIAN
You've got a plan, haven't you?
CHRIS
I think so, yes.
VIVIAN
Good. 'Cause otherwise you just
made a really bad call.
CHRIS
(grins)
How long have we known each other?
She grins back - just as the energy drops, and the near-rabid
wolves SURGE forward before a SMASH CUT TO:
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Danyael's group run on, hopping over tree roots and swerving
between trunks as they make good their escape.
TWIST
I don't understand! Why would he
tell us to go?
DANYAEL
Because he's Chris! I'm sure he's
got some idea or other that
requires us to not be there...
TWIST
But Vivian gets to stay?
DANYAEL
What are you, jealous?
TWIST
No! It's just -
LYRA
Ah!
She TRIPS, crashing to the ground as Rosheen and Reagan bound
past her.
DANYAEL
Lyra! Hang on...
He doubles back, helping her up, but she's pulled her ankle
and only manages a few steps before stopping again.
DANYAEL (cont'd)
Come on, we don't have any time to -
A low, deep GROWL stops him in his tracks.
He slowly lifts his head to see half a dozen GRAY WOLVES, all
in their half-wolf garou form, glaring down at him.
Their chests heave, spittle drooling from their lips as they
flex their huge, clawed hands.
DANYAEL (cont'd)
(small)
Twist? Twist!
The first wolf ROARS and charges forward - but a blur of
motion SLAMS it out of the air!
Danyael blinks, stunned, as Rosheen SLIDES out of her tackle,
the gray wolf quickly recovering to LEAP at her again.
She holds firm for an agonising beat as it rushes her - then
with one precisely-timed SWIPE of her own claws, she takes
out its throat!
The wolf spins and CRASHES to the floor, barely having chance
to show any sign of having felt the killing blow.
Rosheen turns to the other garou as they start to spread out,
trying to circle the team.
She just GRINS, casually tying her long hair back in a loose
ponytail.
ROSHEEN
Danyael? Fall back to Reagan and
Twist and wait for me.
DANYAEL
But -
ROSHEEN
I'll be fine.
He hesitates, but one look at the injured Lyra makes his mind
up. He turns and heads quickly back into the woods.
Rosheen paces forward, eyes scanning round as the five
remaining garou surround her, snapping and snarling.
She rolls her sleeves up, adopting a loose fighting stance
and hopping from foot to foot.
ROSHEEN (cont'd)
Man, I'm looking forward to this...
The first wolf JUMPS - and she grabs one foot and SWINGS it
round, SLAMMING it into a tree.
Two more leap in and she darts nimbly between them, ELBOWING
one in the back of the neck.
It drops, the other SKIDDING across the undergrowth as it
tries to turn.
Rosheen drops a snap JUMP KICK to its chin, pitching it head
over heels - and another solid KICK to its back sends it
rocketing to the floor face first.
The last two wolves rush her, CLAWS slicing through the air
in a flurry of attacks, but she ducks and weaves through them
all, backing up.
One wolf over-reaches and she GRABS its arm, twisting with a
sickening SNAP before driving its own claws back into its
chest!
The wolf GULPS, and Rosheen quickly turns to HAMMER PUNCH the
next across its jaw, SWEEPING its legs away.
While it's still falling, she returns to the first target,
grabs its long hair and yanks its face down, bringing her
knee up to meet it with a CRUNCH.
She snaps back into a fighting stance - but the wolves are
either flat on the ground or already sinking towards it.
She's the last one standing, the six gray wolves sprawled all
around her.
With a grin a mile wide, she looks up to find Danyael and the
others have returned, jaws dropped with awe. All except
Reagan, who smiles proudly.
ROSHEEN (cont'd)
Been a long time since I got chance
to do that.
TWIST
You... you just...
ROSHEEN
C'mon. Chris needs us to put some
distance down.
She jogs past them, Reagan following.
TWIST
I wanna learn how to fight like
her.
Danyael tears himself away, the trio hurrying to catch the
wolves up as Danyael scoops Lyra up and carries her.
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POW! Chris reels from a solid PUNCH across his jaw, he and
Vivian both held down on their knees.
PULL BACK to find them surrounded by gray wolves, but the
fight looks well and truly over.
One larger wolf, bearing a SCAR running over his left eye,
wanders over. The other wolves back away from him - he
appears to be in charge.
Chris looks up at this new arrival, who scowls down at the
two captives.
VIVIAN
Your plans always go like this?
CHRIS
More and more often, it seems.
Scar reaches into his jacket pocket and withdraws a SYRINGE,
tapping it for air bubbles.
CHRIS (cont'd)
What's that?
Without a word, Scar plunges the needle into Chris' neck. He
GRUNTS in pain, and Vivian tries to rise to help him.
She's pinned down by a heavy hand, forced to watch as Chris
gets the full contents injected into him.
Scar steps back, tossing the spent syringe away and motioning
for two wolves to bring Chris and Vivian with him.
VIVIAN
Chris? Chris, are you alright?
Chris' head stays down, his brow furrowed.
CHRIS
It... they... I can't feel...
VIVIAN
What did they do?
(to Scar; angrily)
What did you do?
Scar turns to her, raising an eyebrow and grinning at her
show of defiance.
SCAR
Something to make sure he keeps
quiet.
With a CHUCKLE, he WHISTLES a command to the wolves holding
the two vamps.
They're hauled to their feet and frogmarched after the
departing Scar, Vivian watching Chris with concern as we CUT
TO:
11 INT. MANSION - COUNCIL CHAMBER - DAY 11
Inside a dark, smoky room with several clusters of white men
and women gathered around.
The place seems very much like the Black Furs command centre,
with MAPS and PAPERWORK passed to and fro.
The double doors at one end suddenly BURST OPEN - and in
marches TORIN, much to the surprise of all present.
As the only black face there, he stands out a mile, even as
SIOBHAN hurries after him, trying to catch up.
Torin approaches somebody seated off frame, keeping eye
contact as he comes to a stop.
SIOBHAN
I'm sorry, sir, he insisted -
VOICE (O.S.)
It's alright, Siobhan.
(beat)
Been a long time, old man.
TORIN
I need your help.
A beat. A HAND waves Siobhan away.
VOICE
Leave us.
She backs up, casting a glance at Torin as she goes. Other
people shuffle out of the room after her until Torin and the
seated man are left.
TORIN
It's Rosheen. She teamed up with
this vampire who wanted to help
find Marcus, but now...
(beat)
We've lost contact. We think
something's happened, and I want
your help in finding her.
The man rises from his chair and steps forward, coming under
a spotlight - he's old, maybe sixty, with sharp, hawk-like
features and a thin band of grey hair.
TORIN (cont'd)
Damn it, Keegan! This isn't some
chance for you to get off on
playing the 'different breeds'
card! We both know what Conall's
capable of, and if he has Rosheen -
KEEGAN raises a hand for Torin to stop. Torin shuts up,
simmering quietly.
KEEGAN
I'm sorry... but it's not my
problem.
TORIN
(fuming)
You son of a bitch.
KEEGAN
If Conall walks into my territory
and attacks my people... then it's
my concern. If your daughter runs
into his land looking for a fight,
then I don't see why I should risk
any of my wolves to help pull her
ass back out of the fire.
TORIN
Because she's my daughter! Or does
blood not mean anything to your
clan any more?
KEEGAN
(grins)
Watch that temper, Torin. I click
my fingers, six of my best come in
here and rip your throat out.
TORIN
(lip curls)
Just try it.
Keegan chuckles, pacing round Torin.
KEEGAN
Come back and ask me when some of
my wolves go missing. Until then...
you're on your own.
Torin stares Keegan down, a deep and intense rivalry played
out in their glares.
Torin knows he can't win this one, whirling round and
storming away.
Keegan watches with a bemused grin as Torin SLAMS the doors
back open, the wolves outside scattering as he stomps away.
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT ONE
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