Amouraq, Part 1

 

**Sorry for the format. It’s hard to transfer the script format to this blog. I might make an easier modification for the next installment!**

INT./EXT. MURDERED HEIRS’ HOUSE. NIGHT.

It looks like a normal suburban home with a stone walkway, two stories, a lawn, a garage, etc. Police tape surrounds the house, and several Amouraqian policemen surround the building. Crime scene investigators ALLEN and VERONICA arrive in a black sedan. They step out of the car and gaze at the scene. Logically, this looks like a completely normal sight for them, but the house seems to be emitting an eerie aura.

ALLEN

So…What happened here?

VERONICA

(looks at the police report)

Homicide. Three victims: a forty-

two year old man, a thirty-six

year old woman, and a twelve

year old child.

ALLEN

(gazing at the house)

Is that all?

VERONICA

I guess we’ll find out.

They go under the police tape and walk into the house. From the entryway, they see a couple of officers taking pictures in the living room, but nothing seems out of the ordinary there. The police sergeant is at the foot of a staircase taking notes with a look on his face that suggests he is fighting the urge to vomit.

Allen and Veronica head upstairs with caution. As they got closer to the scene of the crime, a sense of dread overcomes them. Outside the master bedroom, they exchange grim looks with another police officer. Veronica and Allen walk into the room, and they see the horror that explains everything. Three bodies lie on the floor, but each one had gotten gashed so badly that very little skin remains on the torso! Allen turns away, his mind not wanting to comprehend what he sees. Veronica stares down at the bodies, hardly able to breathe. The faces on the body are in tact and have a permanent state of terror on it.

ALLEN

(still not looking)

It’s him again, or her, the

same person from all those

other times.

VERONICA

It’s strange; each murder has

been different, some more

brutal than others, and yet

it’s certainly the work of

the same lunatic. Each victim

has been an heir to the

Amouraqian throne.

ALLEN

Why? No, we know why they

did it. The real question

is who? It could be an

heir trying to gain power,

or it could be someone

trying to destabilize our

country.

Allen gets the nerve to look at the bodies. Veronica takes out a simple, wooden wand and points it at the man’s dresser. A wallet floats out of her drawer and into her hand. She examines it. Allen stoops down and peers at the daughter’s body.

ALLEN

Look at these slash marks!

They’re deep, and it looks

like the killer didn’t pick

up the knife at all.

VERONICA

He or she probably didn’t.

Veronica finds a piece of paper in his wallet that has three e-ticket flight numbers on it.

VERONICA

Looks like our killer got

here just in time. They have plane

tickets for a flight that is leaving

tomorrow morning.

ALLEN

They knew they were in

trouble, and they were

gonna make a run for it.

The girl saw the killer

coming and ran to her

parents for comfort.

They huddled together in

the corner where this

sicko savaged them. This

morbid excuse for a human

being is getting cocky.

They’re beginning to

enjoy killing, getting a

real taste for blood.

                         VERONICA

               (to the officer right there)

No witnesses, I suppose?

The police officer outside the bedroom sadly shakes his head.

OFFICER

This person left no finger

prints or any evidence at all.

We’re just as baffled as

you are.

The policeman that was taking pictures in the living room comes in to take pictures here. Veronica and Allen step out of the room and go to the living room. They look around and see most things in tact. Veronica sees a bookshelf that has a framed picture of a green dragon surrounding a red heart with a smoky purplish/pink background. The frame has a big crack in the glass.

VERONICA

Allen! Come look at this!

Allen walks over to where she is standing.

VERONICA

Look at the dust. The

picture has been moved.

ALLEN

Interesting. You think

the killer moved it?

VERONICA

The crack suggests that

it was formed under a

hard impact. Look around

and see if you can find

bits of glass.

They use their flashlights to search for the glass. Allen finds the glass against the wall opposite to where the picture rests.

ALLEN

It’s over here, Veronica!

Veronica stoops over to where Allen is pointing the light.

VERONICA

Bingo! The killer hurled

it against the wall. Why?

ALLEN

Isn’t it obvious? This

person hates our country.

VERONICA

What are we going to do?

We’ve had the finest

law enforcement officers

in the country trying

to solve a series of

worldwide murders working

on this. We usually find

our guy by now, but we’ve

been getting nowhere.

ALLEN

I think we’ll have to

find help somewhere

else. The king will

think of something. All

I know is he better

think fast because we

can’t let this person

destroy the people and

the country we are…

INTRODUCTION MONTAGE (V.O. Narrator plus dramatic music)

THE GLOBE

NARRATOR

There is an island off

the east coast of Florida

called Amouraq.

ZOOM INTO MAP OF ISLAND

NARRATOR

It was founded over two

hundred years ago by the

glorious King Alexander.

FADE TO PAINTING OF KING ALEXANDER

NARRATOR

Since its founding, Amouraq

has flourished with a world

wide economy, a university,

and even notch resorts for

tourists.

TOURISTS TAKING PICTURES AT THE COLLEGE

NARRATOR

However great and noble

People perceive Amouraq,

they don’t know that it

holds a great secret.

END OF TOURIST ZONE WATCHPOST

NARRATOR

Amouraq has the world

baffled as to why the

government required

special permission to

live in or even visit

the residential area of

the country, or why the

university has special,

unnamed buildings for

private classes.

PAINTING OF KING ALEXANDER EXPLORING

NARRATOR

Legends tell of a hidden

part of Amouraq that only

King Alexander has set foot

on containing magic. That

is all the rest of the

world knows, and they have

no idea how close they

really are to the secret.

The world assumes that

Amouraq has always been

a country of peace, but

they are deceived. King

Alexander’s ancestors and

descendants have been

fighting a secret war that

only a select few knew of.

For a while, the war seemed

benign, until one day…

INT. WHITE HOUSE. LATE MORNING.

STEPHEN (a 25 year old, handsome man with copper colored hair, a strong jaw line, and a fit body donned in his customary new old fashioned tuxedo) enters the oval office where the PRESIDENT and his boss, Agent PAMELA, wait for him. The president maintains a professional yet friendly manner while Pamela stays serious and uptight, as usual. Stephen has been to this office before, and he coolly takes a seat in front of the president’s desk.

STEPHEN

Hello again, Mister President.

I wish that we could meet

under happier circumstances

for once.

PRESIDENT

Indeed.

STEPHEN

(to Pamela)

I can never tell if you’re

excited to see me or not.

PAMELA

I’m here to work.

STEPHEN

Alright, I get the hint.

No more small talk. What’s

my mission this time?

PRESIDENT

What do you know about the

situation in Amouraq?

STEPHEN

I know just what the news

tells me; an insane

amount of heirs have been

murdered, and the Amouraqian

government has no idea

who’s behind them all. I’m

guessing that’s why I’m

here?

                          PAMELA

                 Yes, but there’s more to

the story than you think.

King Patrick is dying,

and almost fifty heirs

along with an equal

amount of bystanders have

been brutally killed.

Every heir, their family, and

even their friends are all in

danger.

STEPHEN

Jesus, Mary, and Joseph! I

didn’t think it was that

bad!

PRESIDENT

Yes, and it’s more complicated

than you think. I’m going to

reveal to you the secret of

Amouraq, but you’ve got to

promise to keep it unknown.

STEPHEN

Of course I’ll keep it

secret. Secrets are what

I do. 

PRESIDENT

There is a list that shows

who is currently in line

for the throne, but this

is not an ordinary list.

It magically shows who are

the strongest descendents

of Amouruaq. It’s not like

a monarchy, let me explain.

King Alexander had two sons,

and his eldest son had three

children while his other son

had none. When King Alexander

died, his eldest son took the

throne. When that son died,

his brother and not his children

took over because he had the

strongest tie to Alexander. All

of the heirs appear on the list

according to how strong of a tie

they have with the first king. The

list is magically updated with births

and deaths, and because it has

magic, it cannot be tampered with.

Does all this make sense?

STEPHEN

I think so. So it’s really

magical? King Alexander got

the paper from a tree in

that part of Amouraq that

only he has ever been to?

PRESIDENT

Exactly. Fifty of his closest

kin have been killed, and as

you said, the Amouraqian

government has no idea who’s

behind it all. The only

suspects they have eliminated

are the ones who have

themselves been eliminated.

King Patrick asked me to

appoint our top agent to the

case, and that’s why I called

you here.

STEPHEN

(grins)

Okay, King Patrick wants me

to find the culprit behind

the murders and protect the

next heir. Who’s next in

                 line?

Pamela plops a manila folder in front of him. A bunch of papers are in it, but the first thing that Stephen sees is a picture of EMILY, who has coffee brown hair, golden brown eyes, and a fair complexion. He stares at the picture for a second.

STEPHEN

                  She’s pretty; she looks

                  like a model.

The president chuckles, and Pamela rolls her eyes.

PAMELA

That’s Emily Pageman. She’s

almost eighteen, and she

lives in Seattle. Everything

you need for this mission

is in that folder. You need

to leave at once. Time is

critical here! We want the

king to pass knowing that

the throne of Amouraq is

secure. You know what to do.

 PRESIDENT

Good luck, and God speed!

                         STEPHEN

I won’t let you down!

(He exits)

 

 

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