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Legion: The Reaper's Hand(Part 1) (1 Viewer)

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This is the first in an original series I came up with. Its entitled "Legion". The general premise is four officers of a futuristic army in a far galaxy are framed by criminals of a horrendous crime and are now mercielisly hunted by their own people. Feedback is apprieciated. For general reference this is copyrighted. Enjoy.

Legion
Episode 1





EXT. ORBIT ABOVE DESERT OUTPOST PLANET: REAPER ORBITAL ARMS STATION


We are many thousands of years in
the future in some far away galaxy
light years from Earth. We see a
large high tech space station in
orbit above a bright yellow colored
planet. This is a REAPER arms
station monitoring the planet
below. A large symbol of a demonic
medival type dragon in black robes
adorns the side of the station.
This is the symbol of the mighty
galactic legion known as the
REAPERS.

INT. MONITORING QUADRANT:REAPER ORBITAL ARMS STATION


A hustle bustle of activity as
many men and women scurry about.
All clad in sleek shiny black
battle uniforms trimmed with
gleaming silver. A figure stands
above all the acitvity atop a
high balcony looking out a
large window overlooking the
planet. He is surrounded by
his many subordinates all
performing several tasks of
their own. This is REAPER
LEUITENII VALEN, an impressive
sight in his battle uniform
adorned with many splendid
decorations alluding to his
many years as a hard lined
warrior. He is tall with
greying hair and fair skin
complexion. His eyes, bright
blue, reflect wisdom as well as
discipline.

A female Reaper marches up to
Valen and makes a sharp stop
beside him and stands at
attention.


FEMALE REAPER
Leutenii Valen, Anubi
Cara- rebel report.


VALEN
(still looking out on the
planet)
What of the rebels?


CARA
Sir, the rebellion leaders
have been captured and are
bieng transported via Dracul
escort to interrogation dock
one.


VALEN
(gives her a look of approval)
Have the prisoners held at
the dock for my arrival.


CARA
But sir doesn't the Chief
Interrogation Officer
usually meet newly captured
prisoners?


VALEN
Don't question me Anubi,
just carry out that order.


CARA
Yes Sir.
(does an about face and marches
away)


VALEN
(to himself)
We don't need them to die
their first day.


CUT TO: EXT. PRISON CONVOY


A large prison transport bieng
escorted by DRACUL fighter
craft, sleek space craft that
are shaped like foward curving
bat wings. These are the
primary attack/fighter craft
of the Reaper space fleet. The
convoy approaches the space
station.


CUT TO: INT.LARGE PRISON CELL:pRISON TRANSPORT


Four dirty and tired looking
rebels mill around their cell
in thought about their
situation. One of the
rebels TARTAN, tall older
man with long beard stands up
and walks over to the cell
door.


CELL DOOR

Its bars are transparent black
bars with lava lamp type
movement within them.


TARTAN

Extends his hand and touches
the bars. Immediately his
hand starts to be consumed by
inky black blobs eminating
from the bars. He screams and
quickly pulls his hand back.
Steam plumes from his stricken
hand at it is covered with
large red welts.


Leader of the rebels, DION
sits back cooly. He is a
younger man with long hair
and a darker complexion.


DION
Acid leeches.


TARTAN
Gee ya think?
(looks at his hand)
Damn Reapers! First they
steal our land, now they
deny us our very right
make our own choices on
how to live. Blasted
barbians, all of them!



DION
Relax Tartan.


TARTAN
Relax, well excuse me
Dion for bieng a little
anxious as we are about
be interrogated and
executed at the hands of
a bunch of bloodthirsty
savages!


DION
(holds a small vile filled
with tiny crystal shards)
I trust you know what
these are.


The other prisoners look
in Dion's direction their
attention completly fixed
on the vile.


TARTAN
Is that what I think it is?


DION
Pure Phoenix crystals.
Enough power here to blow
ten space stations straight
to hell.


TARTAN
We have to use them now!


DION
With what igniting source?
Besides I have a much
better plan, its about
time I gave my old freind
Czerell the payback he
deserves.

CUT TO: EXT. FRONT VIEW OF CONVOY

Close-up of one of the
Dracul fighters.

CUT TO: INT. COCKPIT OF FIGHTER


I inside the cockpit of
the fighter sits young
REAPER ANUBI DERELIC,
handsome young black
man, jubalant youth,
mid twenties. He pilots
his fighter with
exceptional skill. We
hear the docking officials
over the fighter's
communication systems.


DOCKING OFFICIALS(O.S.)
Prison convoy 6v8 you are
in final docking approach.
D.F. 2 acknowledge.


DERELIC
D.F. 2 Convoy 6v8 acknowledge.


DOCKING OFFICIALS(O.S.)
You will take flanking
position ahead of convoy.


DERELIC
(smile crosses his face)
D.F. 2 acknowledge flanking
convoy, request D.F. 6 aide
flank.

CUT TO: INT. COCKPIT OF DRACUL FIGHTER 6


Inside is REAPER EQUINAR CALE,
also youthful young man,
excellent pilot. He smiles
and shakes his head.


DOCKING OFFICIALS(O.S.)
Request confirmed, D.F. 6
acknowledge flank aide to
D.F. 2.


CALE
(still smiling)
D.F. 6 flank aide of convoy
6v8 to D.F. 2 acknowledge.
(switchng comm freq.)
You just wont give up will
you Derelic.


DERELIC
(smiling)
You know me. Now lets see
if you can your back your
smart ass up.


CALE
Your on. Flanking speed
position now.



CUT TO: EXT. VIEW OF CONVOY FROM SIDE


Both aircraft break position
and kick into high gear and
blast in a high speed race.
They execute areodynamic
maneauvers like space
acrobatics. Both pilots
have gret fun in their
little competition. But both
arrive similtaneously.

Derelic and Cale laugh in
exuberance of their hijinks.


CALE
You think Dock Command got a
glimpse of that?


DERELIC
Hell no, we were to fast for
em.



DOCK OFFICIALS(O.S.)
Flanking craft, you are in
position to dock, lead
convoy in.


DERELIC/CALE
(simaltanoeusly)
Acknowledge dock.


CUT TO: EXT. SIDE VIEW OF CONVOY

We see the convoy as a
whole enter the docking
station.

Both Derelic and Cale land
their fighters followed by
the transport and the other
fighters.


DERELIC

Emerges from his fighter and
removes his helmet. He
casually walks to meet his
friend Cale.


DERELIC
(walks to Cale)
I believe you owe me
something.


CALE
(laughs)
What are you talkin
about, I won.


DERELIC
(laughs)
Now look at that, you
got space psyc, you know
I won that.


A Reaper Genesis aproaches
the two with an annoyed look
his face.


GENESIS
How many times must I get
repremanded by the Dominion
for the childish nonsense
you two pull.
(pause)
Well answer me damnit!


The young Reapers just stand
at attention with slight
smirks on their faces.


GENESIS
This is not a laughing
matter, when flanking in a
convoy you do not hit carnal
speed and employ attack
maeuvers, do I make myself
clear.


CALE/DERELIC
Yes sir!


GENESIS

Walks away annoyed.


CALE AND DERELIC

Burst into uncontrolled
laughter.


CALE
(still laughing)
I told you.


CUT TO: INT. VALEN WALKING INTO DOCK:ARMS STATION


Valen walks into the dock
accompanied by heavely armed
Reaper soldiers to meet the
captured prisoners. He stands
by the rear hatch of the
transport where the prisoners
will be carried out, all the
while surrounded by his guards.


VALEN
Bring them out.



Slowly the hatch opens and the
gaurds seize the prisoners
dragging them out.


DION

Looks down at the floor,
preferring not look his captors
in the eye.


VALEN

Walks up to Dion and stares him
down.


VALEN
Lock them in incaceration teir
four.


Suddenly a voice booms out from
across the dock. This is REAPER
LEUTENII CZERELL, tall imposing
man of muscular biuld, green
piercing eyes and dark skinned
complexion. He wears his rank
proudly and has just as many
decorations and awards as
Valen although he is
considerably younger. He is
also accompanied by a number
of heavily armed guards.

CZERELL
(walking towards Valen and the
prisoners)
Those prisoners are under
my jurisdiction! They are
to be brought to formal
interregation now!
(he looks at Dion and notices
him staring at the ground)
You will face me at eye
level maggot!
(he grabs his face a jerks it
upward)
May I remind you, you are
in the presence of a superior
officer.


VALEN
Leutenii Czerell, I was
under the impression these
prisoners were not to be
interrogated until they
had been processed.


CZERELL
Leutenii Valen under the
Reaper Legion code, standard
seal, all newly captured
prisoners of war by rebellion
or otherwise are in sole
jursidiction of the Chief
Interrogation Officer and
any hereby command. That
Cheif Interrogation Officer
is me, and these prisoners
are under my command until
such time as I release them
to your custody...is that
understood. I'm telling you
right now Valen don't continue
to get in the way of me doing
my job, because I have just as
much power if not more over
command of this base.
(adresses the guards)
Take these maggots to tier
six to await full
interrogation.


The guards swiftly drag the
prisoners away.


VALEN AND CZERELL

Give each other a long
drawn out stare until
Czerell breaks and departs.


CUT TO:INT. BRIGHT CELL ROOM: ARMS STATION


TARTAN

Is thrown into his brightly
lit cell by two Reaper
gaurdsmen. He has been beaten
severely and trickles of blood
run down his chin. He gasps
for air and collapses on his
back.


DION

Walks over slowly to Tartan and
crouches beside him.


DION

Did you tell him anything?



TARTAN
(in an extremely weak voice)
No, nothing.


DION

Looks around and then places
Tartan to lean on a cell wall.



DION
We must not allow ourselves
to fail. The rebellion is
counting on us. Think of
your daughter, we must
stay strong. The plan will
work, but only if we buy
ourselves enough time. I
know that sadist Czerell
will stop at nothing.
Remember we still have
an ace up our sleeves.
(pulls some Phoenix crystals
from concealment)



TARTAN

Looks down at the crystals
and slowly nods his head.


DION

Opens the vile and pours
a few crystals into the
weakened old man's hand.



DION
Just in case I don't get
back from interrogation.
You know what to do.



Just then the cell doors
open and two Reaper guards
appear.


GUARD #1
Prisoner 431, you are
slated for interrogation.


DION

Slips vile back into his
sleeve.


The guards pull out a device
that looks like a high tech
collar and ram it into the
back of Dion's head.

DION

Screams in agony as two
energy streams travel
across his face into his
eyes turning them into
an eerie bright white.
He immeadiately goes docile.
The guards drag him out of
the cell.

CUT TO: COMBAT TRAINING ROOM: ARMS STATION


Cale stands in a line with
several other young Reaper
soldiers, all attired in
impressive shiny cybernetic
armor. An older Leutenii steps
foward to inspect the young
Reapers. This is Leutenii
Kreegen, a hard lined man
with thinning grey hair and
an insane twinge in his eye.


KREEGEN
Welcome my young warriors...
my young Reapers. It is time
for your cyclactic evaluations.
(shouts)
What is our way as Reapers!


REAPERS(in unison)
To maintain order, discipline
and the way of the Reaper code!



KREEGEN

Walks the line of the young
soldiers and stops in front of
one.


KREEGEN
(to soldier)
What is the second Unified of
the Dragon Code?


SOLDIER

Knowledge is power and with
that power dominance is
absolute!


KREEGEN
Excellent!


He makes his way to another
soldier.


What is the fourth Unified of
the Dragon Code?


SOLDIER #2
Obiedeance to a superior
is without question.



KREEGEN
Very good!


He makes his way to Cale.


What is the first Unified?


CALE
All those deemed inferior
and all those who seek to
oppose our power will
forever be branded enemies
and must be destroyed without
mercy!


KREEGEN

Gives a sly smile.

CUT TO:INTERROGATION UNIT:ARMS STATION


DION

Hangs from several neon
glowing strands, his
mouth wide open and
kept open by some kind
of energy seeping from
his mouth.

CZERELL

Enters in and slowly
makes his way to Dion.
In his hand he holds a
vile filled with water.
He gives an arrogant
chuckle and takes a few
sips.


CZERELL
Hello Dion. Long time
no see.
(gestures to the vile)
Would you like some?
Its amazing,all of
our technology and yet
we haven't come up with
a substitute for this.


DION

Looks at Czerell with hate
in his eyes.


CZERELL
Why whatevers the matter,
rebel? You seem a little
choked up.
(he walks to a control panel
and presses a few buttons)


DION

The energy seeping from his
mouth disperses and he
gasps wheezes.


CZERELL
All better now.
(he pours a few drops of water
into Dion's mouth)


DION
(takes a few deep breathes)
You should know me well
enough Czerell, to realize
that you won't get a damn
thing out of me.


CZERELL
(slightly grins)
Would you like some more?

In a violent swing he
smashes the vile across
Dion's face.

He grabs Dion by the
neck and puls him down
to within inches of
his face.

CZERELL
You should know me well
enough to realize that
not talking only pisses
me off further.

He wipes a slither of
blood from Dion's face
with his finger.

CUT TO:COMBAT TRAING ROOM:ARMS STATION

A young Anubi Reaper is
involved in fierce combat
with a heavly armed prisoner.


PRISONER

Clubs Anubi with spear
like object.

ANUBI

Falls to the ground.

PRISONER

Picks up Anubi and
electocutes him with a
metal exo-skeleton on
one of his hands. He
tosses Anubi aside.

KREEGEN

Steps foward and faces
the remaining three
Reapers.


KREEGEN
Are you willing to tell
me that a savage rebel
can take on a defeat three
trained Reaper warriors!
To make an example of what
I deem as failure!

He walks over to fallen
Anubi and shoves a thin
spike into his chin, which
sends sereing volts of
energy through his body.
He drops the charred
corpse and rises.

KREEGEN
In case that wasn't
sufficient enough
motivation, the next
soldier that fails to
take this rebel down
will suceed in not only
getting himself killed
but the remaining two
as well.

He scans the three
remaining soldiers and
stops in front of Cale.
He steps back.


KREEGEN
Equinar Cale. You shall
have the honor of deciding
your comrades fate.
Take your position.


CALE

Takes a deep breath and
steps in front of the
wild eyed rebel prisoner.


PRISONER
If I kill this one, I'm
free! I'm free!


KREEGEN
(addressing Cale)
No pressure. Take your
positions.

CUT TO:INTERROGATION UNIT:ARMS STATION


CZERELL

Savagely punches Dion until
blood flies from his mouth.


DION

His face now drenched in his
own blood, he simply snickers.


DION
Poor Czerell, poor same old
Czerell. Gee I wonder what
the Reaper Dominion Council
would think about your little
deals made with the rebels.


CZERELL

Gives Dion a cold stare.


DION
Oh whats a matter Czerell,
don't remember. Let me
refresh your memory. The
most accidental death of
a superior officer in the
campain of a Nova war.


CZERELL

Draws his plasma pistol
from his thigh holster and
lands the butt of the pistol
across Dion's jaw. He presses
the muzzle of the gun to his
throat.


CZERELL
You were the one who pulled
the trigger.

DION
You were the one who
helped me do it. I was
the unlucky one who
got caught.


CZERELL
You were about to blow
the whistle on me.


DION
So what did you do,
blast me with a plasma
bolt and dumped me on
the first God forsaken
planet you saw.


CZERELL
I mercifully spared your
life. I intentionally
gave you a non fatal
shot. Just to shut you
up.


DION
What did you get,
instant comendation
while I lay in some
bedouin tent, half dead!


CZERELL
You deserved what you got,
your a murderer.


DION
...and your a coward.


CZERELL

Points his gun directly
at Dion.


CZERELL
I'm sure they wont miss
you. You don't even give
a damn about this rebellion.
All you care about is your
revenge.


DION
You say that like its a
bad thing.


CZERELL

Stands poised to pull
the trigger when he
is suddenly stopped.


VALEN

Suddenly storms into
room.

VALEN
Enough! You shall
cease your actions
Leutenii Czerell.
That is an order.


CZERELL

Re-holsters his weapon.


CZERELL
You dare order me! This
is far from your
jurisdiction Valen!


VALEN
I am ultimetly responsible
for everyone aboard this
station, including its
prisoners! Gaurds remove
the prisoner and take him
back to his cell, I think
he's had enough for one day.


CZERELL
You overstep your boundaries
Valen!


The Reaper gaurds begin to
drag Dion out.


DION

Struggles a bit knocking
some devices from a wall.
In the confusion, Dion slips
one device into his pocket.
The gaurds preceed to carry
him out. As he is bieng
dragged out he a wry smirk
to Czerell.

CUT TO:COMBAT TRAINING ROOM:ARMS STATION


Cale and the rebel prisoner
circle each other with their
eyes locked.


PRISONER

Swings a whip like weapon at
Cale.

CALE

Catches it and sends several
bolts of energy down its shaft.
The rebel is thrown back and
releases the weapon.

PRISONER

Re-gains footing and lunges
at Cale.

CALE

Swirves out of the way and
catches rebel by his hair.
He gives several swift
kicks to the back of his
neck and stomach. He than
wraps the whip around the
rebel's neck and hurls
him to the ground.

PRISONER

Crashes to the ground and
lets out a whimper. He
suddenly siezes up and
grabs Cale by the ankle.
He begins to electricute
Cale.

CALE

Convulses and falls to his
knees.

PRISONER

Grabs Cale by the neck and
continues to electricute
Cale.

CALE

Reaches for the wiring on
the rebel's exo frame
and rips out a few wires.

PRISONER

Staggers back.

CALE

Siezes rebel by the shoulders
and blasts him with a series
of jarring volts. After which
he sinks his fist deep into the
man's stomach. The man drops
to the floor, barely breathing.
Cale pulls the man to his
knees and holds him upright
by his hair. He looks for
approval from Kreegen.


KREEGEN
What are you looking at,
finish him!


CALE

Hesitates and takes a moment
of reflection.


KREEGEN
Now!


CALE

Snaps the rebels neck in one
quick move.


KREEGEN

Walks over to dead body, than
looks at Cale.

KREEGEN
Now was that so hard?


CUT TO:INCARCERATION TIER:ARMS STATION

Reaper gaurdsmen dragging Dion
back to his cell. They hurl
him to the ground and activate
his encasement screen. In the
cell awaits Tartan and another
prisoner. This is TARL one of
the original prisoners that was
captured with them.


DION

Very weak from the
interrogation he slowly rises.
His vision is blurred and his
face cracks with dry blood.
He notices Tarl.

DION
(in a weak voice)
I thought you were dead.


TARL
Nice to see you to. My
brain was put through
cycle scans. They know
everything,Dion.We are
to be executed at
fourteen alpha hours.


DION
Not if I can help,or
at least take these
bastards down with us.


TARL
When they were dragging
me around I saw only
one possible ignition
source.


DION
Let me guess, the Celsian
pillars that power the
station.


TARL
Exactly.


DION
Alright than, here's the
plan...


CUT TO: WEAPONS TESTING UNIT:ARMS STATION


DERELIC

Stands in a open arena
with a shiny black
rifle type weapon.
Suddenly a series of
floating energy spheres
fire from all directions.
he skillfully dodges and
weaves firing back at the
spheres.

Suddenly he hears some
clapping from behind.


CALE

Stands in entrance way.


CALE
Your still swapping
your arms on that back
fire.

DERELIC
Yeah well these Scythe
Fours are tricky. How
was the eval?


CALE
Could have been better.


DERELIC
How many died?

CALE
Three.


DERELIC
Well people die in evals
all the time. Its just
weeding out the weak.


CALE
I had to kill em this
time.


DERELIC
You did what you had to
do.

CALE
Yeah I guess.

DERELIC
(holds up rifle)
Want to give this a
try.


CALE

Smiles and takes the
gun.


CUT TO:CELL:INCARCERATION TIER:ARMS STATION


The rebels sit quiet
waiting for the hour of
their execution.


DION
How long?


TARTAN
An hour.


DION

Takes out the device he
had stolen while in
interrogation.


TARL
What is that?

DION
An image capture.


TARTAN
What has that to do
with our plan.


DION
Just a little suprise
for my old friend Czerell
just in case he survives.
Only trouble is I need at
least four faces to
transmit a stream. Anyway
if were going to pull this
off, than we need some means
to subdue the gaurdsmen.


TARTAN

Takes out a small cylindrical
object. He tosses it to Dion.


DION
Is that it?


TARTAN
Its something, besides
I dont see any of you
with anything better.


TARL
He's right it's something.
I no doubt surmize that
on my way to execution, we
will pass the same Celsian
pillars.


DION
Very well, we will devise
a rendevous point.


TARTAN
(starts to laugh)
Rendevous? Are you serious?
this supposed plan is
enough of a long shot.
Trust me, we won't be
getting out of this
alive.


DION
Maybe you won't.


CUT TO:INTERROGATION UNIT:ARMS STATION


The scattered devices
that Dion knocked over
are still on the ground.


CZERELL

Kneels down and examines
the items. A curious look
crosses his face. Than an
expression of realization
comes into view. He rises.


CUT TO:INCARCERATION TIER:ARMS STATION


Several guardsmen march
down the hall. In their
cell the rebels hear the
footsteps of their
executioners. They all
give each other a silent
nod.

GUARDSMEN

Stop in front of the rebel
cell and point their weapons
at the rebels.


GUARDSMEN
Rebel prisoners of desert
outpost Treagen Beta 1,
are you ready for execution?


DION
Glad to see you guys are
all heart.

All the prisoners are
extracted out of the cell
and the Guardsmen force
them at gunpoint down the
long corrider. They are
marched down several
passages. They are led
into a large chamber
with several large
swirling energy beams.
These are the Celsian
Pillars that power the
entire base.


TARL

Heaves up and starts to
gasp.


GUARDSMEN
(to Tarl)
Hey whats the matter with
you?


TARL

Suddenly shocks one of the
Guardsmen with the small
cylinder weapon. He quickly
grabs the other one's
rifle and blasts him.


DION AND TARTAN

In the comotion they
manage to knock their
captors out.


DION
Impressive, I didn't
think that would
actually come off.


TARTAN
Its nice to know how
much faith you have in
your own plans.


TARL
Alright, enough talk.
Dion, how many crystals
do you have?


DION

Pulls several shards of
crystals from his pocket.


TARL
Ok, we have to spread em
out. Each of us will take
pillar.

DION
We don't have much time
until the crystals ignite.
They'll float in stasus
for about a fifth of an
hour, before they explode.


TARTAN
Great.


All of them pour their
crystals into the Celsian
Pillars.

CRYSTALS

Float in suspended statsus
within the energy pillars.
They start to expand and
glow.


DION
Its started, we better
get the hell outta here
or else were gonna get a
bitch load of really big
fireworks.

TARL
I think our job is done,
lets go.


Suddenly a plasma bolt
smashes into Tarl.


TARL

Staggers and falls to his
knees. His hand brushes
across a pillar and gets
caught in it. His hand
shrivels and rapidly decays
until all that remains is
skeletal remains. He screams
in agony before pulling his
arm back.


CZERELL

Emerges from the shadows
pointing his plasma pistol
at the stunned rebels. He
grins and kicks the mortally
injured Tarl.


CZERELL
Wow, Dion I really would
have expected better. To
bad.

He grabs Tarl by the back
of his neck and slams him
on the siding of the pillar.
With extreme cruelty he
pushes Tarl's head into the
center of the energy pillar.


TARTAN
NO!!


DION

Restrains him.


TARL

His head decays just as
his hand did until even
his bare skull becomes
dust.

CZERELL

Tosses Tarl's headless
corpse to the ground.


DION
We gotta get outta here!


Him and Tartan run for it.


CZERELL

Fires after them.


Suddenly the pillars start
to glow bright red and
alerts start to sound.


CZERELL
(speaking into a wrist com)
All sectors we have two
prisoners loose aboard the
station.

CUT TO:LEUTENII VALEN'S CHAMBER:ARMS STATION


Valen hears the several
alerts and brings up
digital screens.


VALEN
Equinar Taal, scan all
sectors and get me the
location of that last
communication.

CUT TO: CELSIAN PILLAR CHAMBER:ARMS STATION


CZERELL

Looks around and is
shaken. He notices
the crystals expanding.


CZERELL
Oh great. Dammit.

A transmission comes
over his com.

VALEN (O.S.)
Leutenii Czerell, what
in hell is going on!


CZERELL
(with lump in throat)
Uh...we have a situation
down here Valen.


VALEN (O.S.)
What kind of situation!


CZERELL
A Phoenix Crystal type
of situation.

CUT TO: VALEN: ARMS STATION

A look of dread horror
comes over the warroir.

CUT TO: CELSIAN PILLAR CHAMBER:ARMS STATION


CZERELL
(into his com)
Evacuate all sectors!
Everyone get off this
space station! You hear
me Valen! Relay that now!

CUT TO:LEUTENII VALEN'S CHAMBERS:ARMS STATION

VALEN
Equinar, how long until
the crystals ignite?


TAAL
Scans show about twelve
minutes!


VALEN
Activate all evacuation
sequences now!

CUT TO:CELSIAN PILLAR CHAMBER: ARMS STATION


CZERELL

Stands there his eyes fixed
on the crystals. Fear, anger,
and hoplessness all seap from
his eyes.

We see Czerell looking on
helplessly while the
crystals get bigger and
bigger.

FADE TO BLACK

TO BE CONTINUED...
 
S

Scythe

Wow that was great! Im new here, but I know what I like. Have you pitched this to a producer or agent? If you haven't you should, it has "Hit Series" written all over it. Cant wait for part 2.
 
J

jagged

I applaud you! Im not realy into Sci-fi but for that Ill make an exception. I really like your choice of characters. Czerell seems like such a badass. Nice one. I agree with Scythe that you should market this.
 
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