Sunday, March 11, 2007

Brethren - pages 100-105

EXT. CONVENTION CENTER - DAY

Vlad, wearing a burka and tactical gear, walks past the
Staples Center and towards the Convention center.



EXT. INDUSTRIAL BUILDING - DAY

Thom, smoking a cigarette, and Danny exit the burned
industrial building. Jackson and his bodyguards wait on the
sidewalk next to his SUV.

JACKSON
Danny man!

DANNY
Jack-son!

Danny runs to Jackson, who lifts him into his arms.

Thom, singed but healthy, draws stares from Jackson and the
others.

JACKSON
Damn, maybe you should cut down a
little?

THOM
Haha, hey, I need a car.

Jackson tosses his keys to Thom.

THOM
Thanks. Take good care of Danny,
ok?

JACKSON
Don't worry about it, you go help
Vlady.

Thom opens the door to Jackson's SUV.

JACKSON
Hey, fire-guy.

Thom stops.

JACKSON
You're a good guy, remember that.
Don't let no hate from your dad or
anyone tell you otherwise.

Thom smiles and opens his mouth.

JACKSON
Yo, get going! Vlady needs you.

THOM
Gotcha, and thanks.

Thom jumps into the SUV and peels away from the sidewalk.



INT. CONVENTION CENTER - DAY

Vlad, dressed in a burka and tactical gear, walks into the
sunlit convention hall. A display made of wooden logs is
against one wall.

Vlad pushes a button on the wall. There is a whirling noise
a metal shutters begin to lower and cover the windows.

The shade covers Vlad and he removes his hood. The shade
continues moving.

GRIGOROV (V.O.)
Why have you come, Vladimir.

Vlad spins and looks around as he speaks.

VLAD
You are turning people into your
mindless slaves. Your plan will
result in the destruction of our
people.

GRIGOROV (V.O.)
The humans must know their place.
They will soon know fear and
respect for the vampire.

VLAD
This is a new world, and we must
all know our place. We should be
in awe of the weapons of the
nations.

GRIGOROV (V.O.)
The nations cannot destroy us when
we control the nations.

VLAD
They'll kill us long before that
occurs.

GRIGOROV (V.O.)
This is not your decision.

The metal shades hit the ground with a bang.

A few hooded vampires appear out of the shadows.

Vlad draws a shotgun.

VLAD
I challenge you for the title of
Beaozaer. Show yourself, Grigorov.

Grigorov steps out from around a pillar on the ceiling. Vlad
looks up at Grigorov.

GRIGOROV
Are you certain that you desire
this challenge? You will certainly
die. Remember your family.

VLAD
My family will be dead if your plan
continues. I am sorry, but this
must end now.

Grigorov nods and turns to the Vampires.

GRIGOROV
Leave us now.

The Vampires move back into the shadows.

GRIGOROV
And carry out the plan as
instructed.

The Vampires disappear.

VLAD
The rules state that any challenges
must be observed for their
duration. The plan must be put on
hold.

GRIGOROV
As you said, this is a new world.



EXT. CONVENTION CENTER PLAZA - DAY

A small crowd of people walk about the plaza between the
convention center and the Staples Center.

The group of mind-controlled human Slaves walk amidst the
crowd. Lindsey is among the crowd of slaves.

Simultaneously, the Vampires and Slaves lift dart guns and
shoot the crowd.

The crowd grasp at the darts and fall to the ground.

Vampires move out to the unconscious people and lift their
heads. The unconscious people have glazed-over eyes.

VAMPIRE #1
Rise, slaves.

The crowd of people slowly rise to their feet.



INT. CONVENTION CENTER - DAY

Inside the darkened hall, Vlad runs up a set of stairs.
Grigorov stands in the rafters.

GRIGOROV
Come, Vladimir. You are not
scared, are you?

Vlad glares up and his eyes glow red.

Vlad's feet become shrouded.

Vlad jumps from the stairs up to the rafters, a distance of
30 feet.

Vlad crashes onto a walkway about 20 feet from Grigorov.

Grigorov sneers and his eyes glow green.

Vlad's eyes glow red. Vlad draws his shotgun and fires from
the hip.

Grigorov darts to the side, dodging the shot.

Vlad fires twice.

Grigorov leaps from rafter to rafter. Sparks fly from the
rafter and shower around Grigorov.

Grigorov hides behind a pillar.

Vlad hops to a rafter and moves laterally.

GRIGOROV
This is far from a classic
challenge.

Vlad reloads his shotgun.

VLAD
The weapons of the world make this
an even challenge. Don't you see,
they make a human the equal of a
vampire lord.

GRIGOROV
If you are correct, then I will
soon be dead.

Grigorov strikes a pole, sending it flying at Vlad.

Vlad leaps out of the way.

GRIGOROV
And I do not intend to die today.

Vlad darts to another walkway and moves away from Grigorov.

Grigorov smirks at Vlad.

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