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33 INT. BASE - FRONT ENTRANCE - NIGHT 33
The door to the entrance is KICKED OPEN and the team hurries
into view, accompanied by the remaining rebel vampires.
A guard rushes forward, GUN raised - but Twist SPIN KICKS him
in mid-stride and promptly SNATCHES his gun.
TWIST
Normally, I'm against violence...
(cocks gun)
But even Ghandi'd okay me on this
one.
BLAM! She shoots him down as the team advance forward.
They're all sporting cuts and wounds.
34 INT. BASE - CORRIDOR - NEXT 34
The team spot several soldiers advancing from either side of
the T-shaped corridor.
Chris SQUEEZES his fist - and a BALL of blue energy
MATERIALISES right in front of them!
CHRIS
I can handle these idiots for the
moment. Try to find Parker. Disable
the laboratories!
And the team are gone in an instant, leaving Chris alone. He
takes a deep breath and then the ball start to FLICKER,
FLAMES spreading across it.
CHRIS (cont'd)
(grins)
Let's see what else you can't do.
He THROWS it, just as we CUT TO:
35 INT. BASE - LYRA'S ROOM - NEXT 35
In a girly but clean looking room, MUSIC plays from a small
stereo in the corner as LYRA sits, humming the tune
contentedly.
However, an ALARM starts to go off - SHRIEKING and forcing
Lyra to cover her ears.
Behind Lyra, SHONA, who has been tying Lyra's hair into
plaits, looks up and GULPS.
LYRA
What's happening?
SHONA
I don't know, but the big alarm
going off tells me it's bad either
way! C'mon!
Shona grabs Lyra's hand, tugging her to her feet as the two
make their way to the door in the room as we CUT TO:
36 INT. BASE - CORRIDOR - NEXT 36
Twist and Vivian SNAP KICK a pair of soldiers in the chest,
but one PUNCHES Twist in the mouth while the other WRENCHES
Vivian's arm back, making to SNAP it.
However, April VAULTS over one advancing soldier and SMASHES
her foot into Vivian's soldier's head, sending him
SOMERSAULTING.
This provides enough distraction for Twist to SWEEP KICK hers
and STAMP KICK on his throat. She and April exchange a smile.
TWIST
Nice going, newbie.
Vivian SLASHES at her soldier - DECAPITATING him and removing
his head, THROWING it down the corridor!
VIVIAN
Try regrowing that.
Danyael and Mac meanwhile have their own problems - Danyael's
own sword is currently down the corridor and Mac is being
pummeled by a pair of SOLDIERS.
Mac tries to fight back - but one soldier PUNCHES him in the
chest, going right THROUGH him!
Danyael looks up in horror as Mac, shocked, sinks to the
ground, BLOOD bubbling from his lips.
DANYAEL
No!!
Danyael ROUNDHOUSE SLAMS the soldier who killed Mac - and
Danyael's sword FLIES THROUGH THE AIR and IMPALES the
soldier! Danyael looks up...
... to see Marcus sprinting towards them, having thrown the
sword! Danyael manages a small smile before Marcus SLAMS into
the other soldier, proceeding to beat the living crap out of
him.
Danyael looks down and sees the silent, still form of Mac.
Blinking back tears, Danyael closes his eyes shut in a moment
of peace...
... just as Lyra and Shona round the corner into the middle
of the fight!
LYRA
What's - what's happening?
SHONA
I don't know, but right now we need
to get out of here.
Warren and Luciana are bent down by Mac's body, CRYING.
WARREN
What... what happened...?
LUCIANA
I... I don't know...
Luciana looks up - and then sees the disorientated Lyra and
Shona.
LUCIANA (cont'd)
(snarling)
But I bet those bitches had
something to do with it.
And she speeds straight towards the two girls, SWORD raised
and ready to strike, an equally furious Warren behind her.
Marcus and Danyael look up and see Lyra, CALLING OUT:
MARCUS
No! Don't!
But Luciana SLICES her sword towards the defenceless pair,
Shona pulling Lyra back out just in time and then to the side
with Warren's STAB.
Lyra, ducking another blow, puts herself in front of Shona
protectively.
SHONA
Lyra, you can't see! What are you -
LYRA
Get behind me.
And with that, Lyra starts to SCREAM! The air becomes hotter
and hotter in an instant, SHIMMERING around the group in a
heatwave - until Lyra SHRIEKS...
... and Luciana and Warren are set ABLAZE!!
Their dying screams last only for seconds as the swamped team
continue to fight the soldiers off, Marcus and Danyael
looking horrified at Lyra.
Shona looks shocked at her sister and Lyra herself looks a
little shaken...
... as CHRIS suddenly SLAMS INTO FRAME, hitting the wall with
a CRUNCH!
CHRIS
Okay, so that doesn't kill all of
them...
He gets up, dusting PLASTER off his coat... when he spots
Lyra. His expression deepens as we CUT TO:
37 INT. TOWN - TUNNEL - NIGHT 37
A single BEAM OF LIGHT cuts through the darkness as Rosheen,
Merielle and their mini squad walk quickly along the
underground tunnel.
The sounds of battle ECHO above them and the squad look up, a
little nervously, but trudge onwards.
After several beats, Rosheen consults her map and then turns
right...
38 INT. TUNNEL - RIGHT TUNNEL - NEXT 38
And right in front of them is a large heavy steel DOOR,
obviously the end of the line for them.
ROSHEEN
(sighs)
I don't suppose anyone's got a key,
have they?
However, Merielle steps forward.
MERIELLE
You said this was built in the
Fifties, right?
ROSHEEN
Yeah...
MERIELLE
Which means that they probably
haven't updated their security.
Which also means...
Merielle leans forward, gripping the door handle - her hand
MORPHING into a CLAW.
The squad take positions, hands MORPHING into claws also and
start to LIFT the door. It CREAKS for several beats...
... but then starts to MOVE, the team eventually placing to
one side and then jumping through the hole.
39 INT. TOWN HALL - BUNKER - CONTINUOUS 39
The team land and find a large ROOM, lit with only
fluorescent lighting and containing mostly ancient supplies.
However, a FRIDGE, a COMPUTER and a large RADIO are the
modern amenities.
However at one end of the room is a DOOR - and it OPENS,
revealing three occupants who step in, facing the team.
It's Conall, Bevin and SCAR, all of them SMIRKING with
confidence.
ROSHEEN
Conall.
CONALL
Rosheen. And oh look, it's your
little squad.
SCAR
Really? I thought they were a
snack.
MERIELLE
Okay, I'm taking that one.
And with that, Merielle LEAPS OVER the table in the room and
PUNCHES him square in the face! He staggers a little and then
CLOCKS her twice in the face with his elbow.
Rosheen KICKS Conall right in the chest, but Bevin SPINS her
around and BACKHANDS her across the room and right into the
fridge which EXPLODES its contents all over the ground.
Bevin giggles, testing her hands as Rosheen gets to her feet.
ROSHEEN
How...?
CONALL
Let's just say that the good doctor
has been making sure that we get
our vitamins.
ROSHEEN
The genetic...
BANG! Bevin DROP KICKS her, but Rosheen HEADBUTTS her,
SPRAYING BLOOD.
ROSHEEN (cont'd)
Nuh-uh. No interrupting a lady.
BEVIN
Sure. Show me a lady.
A Black Fur goes down as Scar BREAKS HIS NECK viciously. A
female White Fur is repeatedly PUNCHED by Bevin before Bevin
withdraws a KNIFE from a sheath on her leg and STABS the
female in the heart!
Rosheen sees this and fury overtakes her as she lays into
Conall, striking a blow for each one she receives.
She DIVES, avoiding a punch from Conall, and SMASHES the
table, SPLINTERS spraying everywhere.
Grabbing a table leg, she HURLS it at Conall who blocks it -
and then receives a DEEP SLASH from Rosheen's SWORD!
Bevin and Merielle are now facing off - just as Merielle
ROUNDHOUSE KICKS Bevin in the chest.
Bevin grabs Merielle's leg and TWISTS it, forcing her to SPIN
DOWN, SMACKING DOWN painfully onto the floor as we CUT TO:
40 INT. ABANDONED BUILDING - NEXT 40
The surviving Furs are still fighting off the grey wolves.
Dermot FLOORS several in one go, SLAMMING a blood-stained
FOOT into their chests until something CRACKS.
Siobhan is bravely fighting, her claws SLASHING left and
right knocking back opponents, blood SPRAYING violently
around the room.
However, she's SPUN AROUND to face Dermot who hands her a set
of KEYS.
DERMOT
We're not gonna last much longer. I
want you to get to the van and get
the hell out of here.
SIOBHAN
I'm not leaving you here to die!
DERMOT
Someone has to let the Furs know.
And we both know that we're
probably not gonna make it out of
here.
(beat)
The staircase back there leads up
to a roof window which you can
slide down to and get in the van.
A teary Siobhan NODS after a long beat and then LEAPS onto
the staircase, the fight masking her disappearance.
She shares one last look with Dermot before her resolve kicks
in and she departs, leaping up the stairs quickly.
Dermot sighs, sharing a look at the rapidly decreasing number
of Furs left.
DERMOT (cont'd)
Let's take out as many as we can,
people.
And with a renewed honor, the Furs start SLICING and KICKING
even harder as we SMASH CUT TO:
41 INT. BASE - BUNKER 41
Rosheen gets SLUGGED in the face by Conall who follows it up
with a punishing HOOK KICK which floors her for the moment.
Conall stands over her, mockingly upset.
CONALL
Could it be? Has the mighty Rosheen
bitten off more than she can chew
playing with the big boys?
He turns, turning his attention back to the other Furs... to
find Rosheen, bloodied and bruised, but still kicking.
ROSHEEN
Dad always said I had a big mouth.
She SPITS a mouthful of BLOOD at him and then wipes the back
of her hand across her mouth.
Conall PUNCHES her clean in the face, but she DUCKS a second
punch and GRABS the radio, SMASHING it across his face.
He YELLS in pain, but Rosheen sees the carnage around her.
Merielle is taking on Bevin, but is CRYING out in pain at her
latest assault.
Four Fur BODIES are laid on the floor, leaving only Rosheen,
Merielle and a Black Fur and a White Fur left standing!
ROSHEEN (cont'd)
(to Furs)
Fall back! Retreat!
The Furs pause, but then do as she says, leaping through the
hole in the wall. Rosheen's the last to go, as she looks
back, looking angrily at Conall who's LAUGHING in a sick kind
of delight.
He SCOOPS one of the cans of SODA that have fallen to the
ground and POPS it, liquid spraying everywhere as he downs
the drink.
Bevin and Scar SMIRK beside him as we PULL BACK from the
hole...
42 INT. ABANDONED BUILDING - NEXT 42
As Rosheen's team rush through, immediately getting caught up
in the fray! Rosheen goes to help Dermot.
ROSHEEN
What happened to holding them back?
DERMOT
It's kind of hard, y'know, without
reinforcements.
ROSHEEN
Wait. Where's Siobhan?
(beat)
No. Please, no...
DERMOT
I sent her back to the base to
report this. She's too young to get
involved in this.
Rosheen NODS, SCISSOR KICKING a grey wolf and SNAPPING its
spine!
ROSHEEN
Then we're here to the last.
DERMOT
Looks like.
MERIELLE
Uh... guys? Is it me, or is it
getting brighter?
Merielle indicates one of the half-broken windows in the
fragile old building - in which the sky indeed appears to be
getting lighter...
BOOM! The back wall EXPLODES in a SHOWER of BRICKS and
PLASTER as the VAN REVERSES right into the grey wolf crowd,
KILLING dozens!
Rosheen and Dermot look up - and it's SIOBHAN at the wheel!
DERMOT
(pissed)
I said go back to the camp!
SIOBHAN
(yelling)
Since when have I listened to you?
Now get in!
A grinning Rosheen runs around to the back of the van and
opens it, the battered Furs survivors piling in quickly.
Rosheen and Dermot pile in front and Siobhan hits the gas,
the van REVERSING out, leading the grey wolves to give chase.
43 INT. BASE - CORRIDOR - NIGHT 43
Chris advances towards Lyra, hands reaching out to her.
CHRIS
Lyra...
LYRA
Chris? What are you doing here?
Lyra starts to back away, hands out in front of her
protectively.
LYRA (cont'd)
Stay away from me.
CHRIS
Lyra, please. I just want to talk -
LYRA
No! No, you can't do this! You have
to go and leave me alone!
Lyra backs away even further, Shona wrapping a protective arm
around her.
SHONA
You! You're the British bastard who
came after her the last time!
TWIST (O.S.)
Hey.
Twist steps into frame, blood over her clothes and Duggan in
her hand.
TWIST (cont'd)
That's Mr. British bastard to you,
whoever you are.
SHONA
I'm Lyra's sister.
Twist GOGGLES at this - but then a soldier FIRES at her,
forcing Twist to dive to the ground to avoid a spray of
BULLETS that pepper the walls.
44 INT. BASE - LABORATORIES - NEXT 44
Vivian, Danyael, April and Helen are busy tackling soldiers
in the laboratory.
Helen and April SMASH various tubes containing brightly
coloured chemicals, even as soldiers SHOOT at them.
Danyael SMASHES his sword across a soldier's face - but the
wounds are already starting to HEAL.
DANYAEL
Oh, I really hate it when they do
that.
VIVIAN
Not as much as I hate it when they
seem to appear from mid-air with
big guns.
Vivian SHOVES Danyael out of the way as MACHINE GUN FIRE
BLASTS a hole right where Danyael was!
DANYAEL
Thanks.
VIVIAN
Next time, look up.
However, more and more soldiers are appearing and Danyael
signals to the two rebel vamps.
DANYAEL
There's nothing we can do here.
Let's regroup with the others.
Helen and April NOD and the four of them rush back towards
our team...
45 INT. BASE - CORRIDOR - NEXT 45
Just as Marcus PLUNGES a claw THROUGH a soldier's chest,
WRENCHING a large portion of his chest away!
Marcus flings the piece of human flesh away and then SMASHES
his leg into the path of an incoming soldier, SLASHING the
soldier from neck to navel in mid-air at the same time.
Chris is still advancing gently towards Lyra, whilst being
tugged away by Shona.
LYRA
Chris, I mean it! I need to stay
here! There's still a lot more I
need to -
CHRIS
Lyra, please! We need you!
(beat; softer)
I need you.
Lyra, wavering, shakes her head after a beat.
LYRA
I'm sorry, but no. I can't.
Chris walks towards her - and Lyra HUMS, conjuring up a
mystical FORCEFIELD, blocking Chris from her.
He POUNDS on the forcefield as Lyra and Shona retreat,
hurrying away to safety, but then stops after a long beat.
Turning back to the team, he looks as Twist WRESTLES with
another soldier - PUNCHING him painfully as Vivian, Danyael,
Vivian and the rebel vamps catch up, TACKLING the next wave
of neo-soldiers.
CHRIS
Gegorua.
A jet of DARK FIRE rushes the soldier - and he SCREAMS as
he's INCINERATED! Twist pulls herself up, checking her
clothing and hair. She's fine. Relieved.
MARCUS
Chris, we can't stay here any
longer. We have to retreat.
VIVIAN
We're getting slaughtered here!
Chris looks down the corridor and Twist lays a hand on Chris'
shoulder.
TWIST
I know you wanna go convince Little
Miss Sunshine that she's all 'Team
Us', but this isn't the time.
People are dying and we need to
regroup.
CHRIS
Fine.
And then the team's off, moving down the corridor. Twist
stops and grabs another GUN, COCKING it in childlike glee.
DANYAEL (O.S.)
Twist! Put the big shiny gun down!
She frowns and then hurries away as we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT THREE
ACT FOUR
FADE IN:
46 EXT. TOWN - NIGHT 46
Grey wolves are CHEERING as the night goes on, the BODIES of
Black and White Furs being feasted upon. Pieces of meat are
torn and devoured in a disgusting ferocity as we PUSH IN on
the Town Hall.
The double doors OPEN and the grey wolves look up, GRINNING
delightedly as Conall, Bevin and Scar emerge, bloody and
victorious.
CHEERS and CRIES of joy sound out throughout the crowd of
wolves as Conall steps out fully.
CONALL
(calling out)
My brothers and sisters,
congratulations on one of our
greatest victories! We have fought
the best the Furs could throw at
us... and we have defeated them!
The JEERING starts to continue, mingling with the
celebrations as a smiling Conall retreats back to the steps.
Tyler is waiting on the large marble steps of the town, along
with a group of grey wolves, all dressed in battle fatigues
and with TRACK MARKS on the insides of their arms.
CONALL (cont'd)
I want you to follow the survivors
back to their camp. Attack them
while you're still active, and
we'll follow up with everyone else.
TYLER
(nods)
Agreed, sir.
CONALL
One condition. When you attack,
leave me Keegan. The rest you can
kill.
SCAR
(confused)
Why Keegan? Why waste energy on
that old bastard?
CONALL
I have my reasons.
(to Tyler)
As I've said, the rest you can
kill.
Tyler and his goons smirk, practically licking their lips, as
they move off and through the crowds towards a pair of BLACK
VANS.
Conall sighs, rubbing his eyes wearily - it's been a long
night. Then he turns to Bevin, KISSING her softly before
retreating inside the Town Hall.
47 INT. TOWN HALL - FOYER - NEXT 47
The lighting's still only emergency but it's enough to see by
as Conall sits down on a stair of the large staircase that
divides the foyer.
He rummages around in his pockets and then retrieves a CELL
PHONE. Pressing a number into speed-dial, he presses the
phone to his ear as it dials...
CONALL
(grins; into phone)
Dr. Parker.
INTERCUT WITH:
48 INT. BASE - OFFICE - NIGHT 48
PULL ALONG a cosy fire, ample bookcases and warm, comfortable
surroundings to find DR. PARKER sat there by the fire. One
hand holds the phone while another mixes a glass of WHISKEY
from a large decanter.
However, he looks pale and tired, MOANING when he shifts in
his chair, clear discomfort written all over his face.
PARKER
Conall, my lad. How are things?
CONALL
I just wanted to call and
congratulate you. Your latest serum
worked amazingly well in battle.
PARKER
'Battle'? You've been having a wee
bit of trouble on your end?
CONALL
Rosheen and Dermot showed with a
group of Furs, wanting to try and
end this before it'd even begun.
(beat)
They were massacred. The majority
of them are currently providing my
best troops with a nice supper.
PARKER
(nods)
Good. I had a bit of trouble
myself. Christopher and his little
team came here aiming to cause some
damage but ended up losing a few of
their rebel vampire friends.
CONALL
So we can assume this was a planned
double-assault?
PARKER
Well, it cannae be coincidence now,
can it?
(beat)
A toast, my boy. To us.
CONALL
To the future, Doctor.
Parker SIPS his whiskey as we CUT TO:
49 INT. BASE - LYRA'S ROOM - NEXT 49
Lyra and Shona, now tidied up, are relaxing once more as
music continues to float gently in the background.
LYRA
I remember when I was thirteen and
it was Christmas, and Parker gave
us those ridiculous -
SHONA
Oh, God! Those boxes with the...
Shona GIGGLES, Lyra joining in - but Lyra's amusement quickly
fades. Shona notices this as Lyra's face becomes a mask of
concentration.
After a beat, Lyra stands, cocking her head to one side and
listening.
SHONA (cont'd)
Lyra? What is it? What can you
hear?
LYRA
(beat)
I'll be right back...
Barefoot, Lyra leaves the room, feeling her way through and
closing the door behind her.
50 INT. BASE - CORRIDOR - NEXT 50
Lyra, retracing her steps from last time, stops - clearly
remembering something - before turning left and standing
right outside Parker's study.
Leaning towards the door, Lyra listens as we PUSH THROUGH the
door and back into:
51 INT. BASE - OFFICE - NEXT 51
Resume.
PARKER
And once we've eliminated the Furs,
you and I will tackle the direct
problem of Christopher Berkeley and
his assortment of freaks.
CONALL
I agree. There's something I've
been meaning to take up with that
bitch he's been hanging around
with.
PARKER
Vivian Taylor? You'd be doing the
world a favour by doing what should
be done with a useless animal, and
putting her down.
CONALL
Do you have any more need for the
team, or is it an old fashioned
execution?
PARKER
(grins)
I do have a soft spot for the old
fashioned...
LYRA (O.S.)
No!
The doors OPEN with a SMASH - quite literally FLYING off
their hinges - and reveal Lyra stood there, shocked.
LYRA (cont'd)
No! You can't do this! You can't
kill them!
PARKER
(tiredly)
Lyra, both you and I know they're
causing more harm than good in the
world.
Eliminating them in the quickest
way possible can help make the
world a much better place.
(beat)
I promise they'll be taken care of
in the most humane...
LYRA
They don't need to be 'taken care
of'!
(sighs)
I thought I could get through to
you. I honestly thought you'd shown
some good inside you, and that all
I needed was more time to -
PARKER
(snaps)
Lyra! I don't have to justify
myself to you. My actions are my
own and I will not be talked down
to by some...
However, Lyra SPINS and SCREAMS - sending the wreckage of the
doors SOARING towards Parker!
He manages to HIT THE DECK but by the time he's hauled
himself up, Lyra's gone. Within seconds, neo-soldiers have
arrived beside him.
SOLDIER #1
Sir? Shall we... restrain her?
PARKER
Stop her. She can't leave the base
under any circumstances.
The soldiers nod, COCKING their guns and SPRINTING away as we
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