Forgotten Society, Part 11

INT. REBEL HIDEOUT. MORNING.

Curtis wakes up and sees Renee sitting against the wall. When Renee sees him, she gets up without looking at him.

RENEE:

I’m going out for a cigarette.

She grabs her cigarettes and lighter and storms outside. Curtis follows her.

EXT. CROSSGROVE HOLLOW. MORNING.

Renee is outside smoking, facing away from the hideout. Curtis comes out. He sees she is upset.

CURTIS:

The rain stopped. It should be a nice

day today.

RENEE:

Nice day? No! It starts off looking good,

but it’s only to lull you into a false sense

of hope. That’s how the universe gets you.

By midday, it starts to get bad, but there’s

still time for it to get better. By sunset, you

realize it’s not going to change! Reality always

intervenes.

CURTIS:

You’re not going to quit again, are you?

RENEE:

What?

CURTIS:

I haven’t seen you this bitter and

hopeless since the day we met. You’ve

gotta keep going til the end! If you leave,

I don’t know what I’d do.

RENEE:

You’d be fine. No one needs me.

CURTIS:

Renee, you can’t give up now!

Something good is about to happen,

I can feel it!

RENEE:

No offense, but your “feelings” wouldn’t

make me stay if I actually was going

to leave.

CURTIS:

So you’re staying? Oh, thank God! I

didn’t wanna have to leave!

RENEE:

Why would you have to leave?

CURTIS:

I’m not gonna let you go back out

there alone. I told you I’d always

be there for you.

RENEE:

Would you say that to any of the others?

CURTIS:

Like who? Miguel? William?

RENEE:

Tiffany?

CURTIS:

Tiffany? What about…?

A look of comprehension hits his face. Curtis steps towards her, but Renee steps away. A figure appears in the distance. Renee and Curtis draw their weapons. The figure turns out to be Daniel, who looks scared when he realizes they are there.

DANIEL:

What are you doing here? If you’re

hiding something, I’ll find it! This

is federally protected land!

RENEE:

Well, we’re here because…of you!

DANIEL:

Me?

RENEE:

We followed you here! We know what

you’re up to!

DANIEL:

Don’t you dare go there! Guards!

While Daniel turns his back to call for his guards, Curtis grabs Renee to hide. The guards come and search everywhere, but they do not find them.

DANIEL:

They were just here! They’re close-

I can smell their fear! Keep guard

everywhere in Crossgrove Hollow!

If you value your own life, do not let

them near Thornprick Path!

He leaves in a huff. The guards disperse. Renee and Curtis look down at it all from a tree branch. They look surprised but determined.

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Forgotten Society, Part 10

INT. DEPARTMENT STORE. MORNING.

CLOSE UP on the television, where Daniel is speaking to the crowd.

DANIEL:

The problem with society is we have too

many people who succumb to sin. These

sinners are the reason there is so much

crime and moral decay. Therefore, we must

tighten the leash. It may seem harsh at first,

but with the improvements I’d make, you’d

see how much better off your lives are! You

can sleep sounder when all sinners have

been found and punished!

The crowd on the television cheers. ZOOM OUT to Renee, Curtis, and a couple others watching the television set. A worker in that area shoos them away.

WORKER:

Come on, guys! You know the new

rules. Don’t be lazy-keep shopping!

Curtis and Renee are forced to obey. Renee and Curtis see another employee boxing up a lot knick-knacks and decorations. They both feel disappointed by this site.

EXT. PARK. AFTERNOON.

Tiffany sits alone on a park bench. Behind her is grass and a tree. There is a neat, winding path before her. PETITIONER ( a young man with long hair and hemp clothing) sits beside her.

PETITIONER:

Will you sign this petition to ban

Halloween trick-or-treating?

TIFFANY:

Uh, no. Why would you wanna do that?

PETITIONER:

This teeth decay festival will spawn

ideas for moral decay later on.

TIFFANY:

What? That doesn’t even make-

She stops when she notices his glossy eyes. She pulls out her nail file and pretends to file her nails.

TIFFANY:

Halloween is just innocent fun!

PETITIONER:

Innocent! There’s nothing innocent about-

Tiffany tries to stab him with the nail file. He grabs her fist and holds her back. They struggle for a moment. The petitioner tries to breathe fire on her, so she springs away. He gets off the bench and tries again, so she throws a rock at his head. While he is distracted by this pain, she runs across the bench to stab him. He pushes her down. She twists her ankle and cannot get up. She can roll herself away from the fire but cannot grab her weapon to fight. Renee appears and slits his throat. The dragon dies. Curtis kneels beside Tiffany.

CURTIS:

Can you stand on it?

Tiffany tries.

TIFFANY:

Ouch! No!

CURTIS:

Let me help you up.

She grabs his shoulder, and they both get up. Renee looks annoyed.

CURTIS:

Can I get the keys to your car so

I can take her back to Crossgrove

Hollow?

RENEE:

Fine.

She throws the keys at him.

RENEE:

I’m going to find Washington.

She leaves in kind of a huff. Curtis finds her behavior odd. He helps Tiffany walk to the car.

INT. REBEL HIDEOUT. EVENING.

Miguel slumps in a small chair, looking dirty and exhausted. Curtis enters with Tiffany hobbling inside.

MIGUEL:

What happened?

TIFFANY:

I was fighting another dragon. I think

I broke my ankle.

MIGUEL:

Let me look at it.

Miguel has her sit in his chair, and he looks at her ankle.

MIGUEL:

It’s not broken, just bruised. All you

need is to rest it a little.

CURTIS:

So, I see you got the generator going.

MIGUEL:

Yeah, it put up a good fight, but in the end,

I kicked its ass! Where’s Warner?

CURTIS:

She went off to find Washington.

TIFFANY:

Yeah, she seemed pretty ticked off

about something.

CURTIS:

She was alright until we got to the park.

Miguel raises his eyebrows with a knowing look.

CURTIS:

I don’t get it.

MIGUEL:

I kind of thought this might happen.

CURTIS:

What are you-?

William and Renee burst in with rain soaked clothes.

WILLIAM:

Turn on the radio, right now!

Miguel turns it on.

NEWS ANCHOR (OS):

…like Daniel predicted. In other news,

a terrorist suspect who would give out

his last name, Abdul, was obtained

near City Hall earlier tonight. He

refuses to comment on his actions

and spat in a police officer’s face. His

accomplices are still unknown. So, he

will be going to prison alone.

(beat)

In sports news…

Miguel turns off the radio, looking angry.

TIFFANY:

This is just because he’s Arab!

RENEE:

They saw me with him. They know he’s

not a terrorist. It’s just a great excuse

to arrest him.

CURTIS:

He’s so brave to keep his silence about

us! I can’t imagine what kind of torture

they’re putting him through right now!

WILLIAM:

Think he’ll live?

MIGUEL:

After so much torture, I don’t know if

he’ll want to!

Everyone looks very gloomy.

Forgotten Society, Part 9

EXT. GEORGE WASHINGTON UNIVERSITY. LATE NIGHT.

Curtis walks across campus with Simpson. The campus seems empty.

SIMPSON:

Do you think Cartwright is eighteen?

CURTIS:

Why? You think she’s hot?

SIMPSON:

Hell yeah! Don’t you?

CURTIS:

No. She’s got a pretty face, but I like

curves. Like an hour glass-big chest,

small waist, and big hips! Tiffany has a

girl’s body, but I like a woman’s body!

SIMPSON:

Like Renee?

CURTIS:

Well…I…

Before Curtis could finish his thoughts, they find a campus monitor standing before them. The overhead lights cast a shadow over his face.

MONITOR:

Are you guys students?

CURTIS:

Uh, yeah.

MONITOR:

It’s past curfew; get to your dorm!

Curtis steps closer, and he can see his eyes. They are glossy. He signals to Simpson, and they both draw out weapons. The campus monitor has a tazor, and he hits Simpson with it. Simpson is sent to the ground, twitching. Curtis tries to gash him, but the campus monitor moves. He tries to tazor Curtis, but Curtis moves, so it hits a tree. The tree catches on fire. Curtis tries again, but the campus monitor is barely nicked. He smirks at Curtis. Simpson trips him, which makes him fall. Curtis stands above him to stab him, but he shoots fire at him. Curtis moves, and it hits the tree again. A fiery branch falls down and hits Simpson, who catches on fire.

CURTIS:

Simpson!

The campus monitor grabs Curtis from behind. Curtis manages to pry him off and throws him into the fiery tree. The campus monitor burns his skin off to reveal his dragon form, which also gets burned to death. Curtis turns to Simpson, but Simpson has died. Curtis hears a firetruck coming and, though he is out of breath, he runs away.

EXT. ELECTRONICS SHOP. NIGHT.

Miguel, Renee, William, Abdul, and Tiffany are all waiting outside the entrance of a small electronic store in Eastern Market. Tiffany and Abdul are peering inside the shops. William paces around while Miguel and Renee talk with their swords out and covered in green blood. Everyone looks tired. Curtis comes up to them. Renee and Miguel stop talking and William stops pacing.

MIGUEL:

Where’s Simpson?

Curtis tries to answer but cannot seem to get the words out.

RENEE:

Is he dead?

CURTIS:

There was a fire…

William puts a supportive hand on his shoulder.

WILLIAM:

I know, man. I-

ABDUL:

Hey, you guys should see this!

William, Curtis, Renee, and Miguel go over to the window and watch the television in the window display. Daniel is on there, greeting a bunch of media people with a grin.

NEWS ANCHOR:

…and with the momentum Daniel

Ramrod has produced with the case,

he has earned a lot of write-in votes

on the mayoral race…

The six look at each other gravely.

MIGUEL:

Let’s go.

They leave with Daniel’s face still on the screen.

INT. REBEL HIDEOUT. NIGHT.

William and Abdul are talking about Simpson’s death. Tiffany talks with Miguel, upset that her kidnapper is running for mayor. Curtis notices Renee is sitting by herself facing away from everyone. He sits beside her, and he sees that her tearful eyes are looking out the door and up at the stars.

CURTIS:

Are you okay?

RENEE:

It all seems so futile…

CURTIS:

Two people have died, but we gained

one. Not mention we’ve killed more of

them than they’ve killed of us.

RENEE:

Yes, but at the rate that it’s going, they’ll

kill us all. And if Daniel becomes mayor,

he will get so much more. We are

heavily out numbered. What’s the point?

CURTIS:

The point is even if we all die, we will let

the world know that we stood up for the

forgotten society. We fought like heroes

to restore things to the way it used to be.

Anyways, I bet you anything we’re going

to gain numbers because the dragons

will screw up and people will look to the

only alternative, which is us. We’ll get

more numbers, you’ll see.

RENEE:

I used to be optimistic like you, but when

my parents fought and lost against a

dragon, I began to rethink my own future.

I keep wondering…why me? Why was I meant

to survive and be stuck in such misery?

CURTIS:

Be glad that you were given a second chance,

and use every chance you can to help people.

You’re parents would’ve wanted it that way.

I believe you’re going to do great things

because you’ve already proven your

potential. Don’t just sit there and accept

bad omens. Defy them and do whatever

you can to prove them wrong. And

remember, you don’t gotta do this alone. I

 can’t speak for everyone, but I can promise

I’ll always be there for you if you need me.

He holds her hand in a comforting way. She does not know how to react. Suddenly, the lights go out, and it is pitch black.

MIGUEL:

Damn generator! Does anyone got a lighter?

CURTIS:

I got a flashlight!

Curtis digs in his pockets and pulls out a flashlight. He turns it on, and Renee sees that it is a Lion King flashlight.

RENEE:

Oh hell no!

Curtis laughs and shrugs. Miguel uses the flashlight to pull out some candles. Renee uses her lighter to light them.

TIFFANY:

Now what?

MIGUEL:

I’ll go take a look at the generator.

It starts to rain.

MIGUEL:

I’ll look at it in the morning. Let’s all

go to bed. Remember, tomorrow is a new

day. It could be the day we gain the

advantage over those creeps. Or, at least,

it’ll get us one step closer.

Everyone says goodnight to each other and picks out there spot to sleep. Curtis lays looking up at the ceiling, lost in thought. He sees Renee is still awake.

CURTIS:

I’ve decided something.

RENEE:

Huh?

CURTIS:

I don’t care if everyone thinks I’m

a serial killer. I’ll be like Robin Hood!

I like that, actually!

Renee laughs, and so does Curtis.

RENEE:

Good night, killer!

Renee closes her eyes. Curtis lies down, smirking in a proud way.

Forgotten Society, Part 8

INT. PAWN SHOP. AFTERNOON.

Renee and Curtis enter the shop. A gruff looking man stands behind the counter. The only other person in the store is an old lady riffling through some VHS’s.

CLERK:

What do you like?

RENEE:

Show us the swords.

He brings out two swords. One is a small, Japanese sword. The other is a medieval-looking sword. Renee hands Curtis the longer sword.

RENEE:

How does that feel?

Curtis holds it in awe. He pulls out the sword from the sheath and swings it around a little.

CURTIS:

I love it! But how will we hide it

walking around the streets?

RENEE:

This isn’t for every day. You’re getting

Smith’s old dagger too.

Renee pulls out a credit card. While she pays, Curtis swings the sword a little. The old lady comes over with an armful of videos. Curtis almost hits her, which makes her drop the videos. Renee hits her forehead and shakes her head.

CURTIS:

I’m sorry, ma’am!

He picks up the videos. Renee finishes paying and comes over to help.

RENEE:

Sorry, he’s still in training.

OLD LADY:

What would two nice young people

need with weapons training? God

should be your answer.

RENEE:

That’s a nice idea, but it’s not very

practical, especially if someone

evil is trying to kill us!

OLD LADY:

The way of the wicked shall perish!

CURTIS:

That’s good, I guess. We have to-

OLD LADY:

The Lord shall show you the light!

RENEE:

Aw, but darkness is my closest friend!

Come on, Curtis.

Renee grabs Curtis’s shirt and leads him out.

INT. REBEL HIDEOUT. AFTERNOON.

Renee and Curtis enter with the weapons. Renee hands the weapons over to Miguel for approval. He looks at the Japanese sword first.

MIGUEL:

It’s a replica, but it’s a good replica.

It’s a good size for you.

He hands it over to Tiffany, who takes it calmly.

TIFFANY:

You know, I’ve always wanted a sword.

My father said it didn’t fit well with my

doll collection. My brother has a fencing

sword. I was so jealous! But look at me

now! I may not have any of the comforts

of home, but I like it this way! I wanted to

be a reporter, and they thought I was crazy

for wanting a real career. Money is fun, but

there are some things in this world that are

just more important. Thank you for this

opportunity! If we survive, I’ll make sure

my father rewards you!

Miguel responds by smiling and then turns his attention to Curtis’s sword.

MIGUEL:

Again, another replica, but it’s totally

what I pictured for you. Here you

go, Sir Curtis Stevens.

Curtis grins as he takes the sword.

RENEE:

Sir Curtis?

MIGUEL:

Yes. Go show them what you know,

Lady Renee.

Renee shakes her head but is half amused. She goes to the back and gets her own sword. She holds it in front of them.

RENEE:

This is how you hold a sword. Wow,

you’re a fast learner, uh…

TIFFANY:

Cartwright. Thanks!

RENEE:

Stevens, don’t hold it like a baseball

bat. Put your fingers like this.

Renee moves his hands for him.

RENEE:

Wow, you have soft hands!

CURTIS:

Thanks!

She lingers for a split second. She shakes her head and continues.

RENEE:

Okay, first way you can use your sword…

Forgotten Society, Part 7

INT./EXT.  SCHOOL PARKING LOT. MORNING.

In front of a private school, a Cadillac is parked under some trees by the entrance. TIFFANY (a senior in high school with pulled up blonde hair, blue eyes, a skinny physique, and a prep school uniform) sits in the Cadillac talking on her car phone.

TIFFANY:

Yeah, this is Tiffany Cartwright. Yes,

that article I gave you is legitimate.

My housekeeper’s husband is in the

military, and she said he is busy

protecting the president from-

In mid sentence, Tiffany gets hit in the back of the head, which knocks her unconscious.

INT. CADILLAC CAR. MORNING.

Tiffany wakes up and finds herself in the backseat of her own car. She sees Daniel driving. Daniel sees her and points a gun at her.

DANIEL:

Don’t you dare try to escape!

TIFFANY:

If you need money, my father-!

DANIEL:

Shut up!

Tiffany stifles a sob. Daniel continues to drive. Tiffany pulls a pin off of her uniform and holds her hands behind her back. She pricks her finger until it bleeds. She then leans against the window. She uses her head to block what she is writing from Daniel’s view.

INT/EXT. RENEE’S MUSTANG. MORNING.

Renee is driving with Curtis and William. Curtis, who is in the backseat, leans over to ask Renee a question.

CURTIS:

Can I ask you a personal question?

RENEE:

(angry sigh)

Every guy wants to know if my

boobs are real, and yes they are.

CURTIS:

Oh. I was going to ask you how much

you made at the coffeehouse.

RENEE:

Really? That’s all? Five an hour.

CURTIS:

So, you’re a natural D cup?

Renee hits him playfully but still hard enough to send him into the window. William laughs. Curtis’s smile fades immediately as he sees something out the window.

CURTIS:

Hey guys, look over there.

They all look to the car next to them, which is Tiffany’s Cadillac. The backseat window has the words “help me” written in blood. They are at a red light. As soon as traffic moves again, Renee slams on the gas, and she slams her car into the trunk of the Cadillac. The Cadillac is wedged between Renee’s Mustang and the car in front of the Cadillac. Daniel gets out of the car as does Renee, Curtis, and William. Daniel points his gun at them and fires. They all duck out of the way. Curtis and William move to the girl while Renee pulls out her gun and fights Daniel. Curtis and William pull Tiffany out of the car and sit her in the Mustang. Renee runs out of bullets and reluctantly runs into the Mustang. They speed away just as police arrive.

EXT. CROSSGROVE HOLLOW. LATE MORNING.

Miguel and Abdul are outside when they see William, Renee, and Curtis rush over with Tiffany.

MIGUEL:

What happened?

TIFFANY:

I don’t know! One minute I’m talking to

the editor of the school paper on my

car phone, next thing I know I’m in

the backseat of my Cadillac with a

gun in my face!

MIGUEL:

Who was it?

RENEE:

Daniel. The prick got away again!

TIFFANY:

He had these weird, red, glossy eyes.

I don’t think he was human! Oh God-

he must’ve been a dragon! They

must’ve found out about my article!

WILLIAM:

Your article?

TIFFANY:

My housekeeper’s husband is in the

military, and her husband said his

role is to protect President Clinton

from dragons. I know it sounds crazy,

but people need to know the truth!

She starts to cry. Miguel puts his arm around her.

MIGUEL:

We know about the dragons. I’ll

explain everything you should

know about them inside. Renee,

I still would like you to take Curtis

to get weapons. Get some for her too.

Miguel takes Tiffany inside. Abdul and William follow them. Renee leaves and Curtis quickly follows her.

Forgotten Society, Part 6

INT. REBEL HIDEOUT. NIGHT.

William, Miguel, Abdul, and Simpson are spread around the hideout looking distraught. Renee and Curtis enter. Everyone looks relieved but still sad. William looks especially morose.

MIGUEL:

Thank God you made it back!

CURTIS:

Did you think we got killed?

MIGUEL:

No. Listen.

They turn their attention to the radio.

NEWSMAN (OS):

…tonight in Georgetown. Julie Nalice, a

local student, was brutally stabbed. The

suspects, Renee Warner and an unknown

male accomplice, are still at large. Our

source says they may be connected

to our recent serial killings.

DANIEL (OS):

I saw them running out of the Morning

Star apartments right after the

landlady’s body was found.

NEWSMAN (OS):

We’ll have more at eleven.

Miguel turns the radio off. Renee kicks a stool in anger. Curtis sits down, thinking.

RENEE:

See! I told you shit like this happens!

No one calls you a hero when you

deserve it!

WILLIAM:

Just be glad you’re alive! We ran into

a dragon at this liquor store. We

drove it out of the store into an

empty street, and I managed to

kill it, but as he was falling, he

shot out fire at Smith. Smith is

dead. I couldn’t save her.

He hides his face. Renee’s mood softens. Curtis looks shocked.

CURTIS:

Does this happen often?

MIGUEL:

Yes. It’s war. Not everyone survives.

Curtis looks deep in thought. Everyone mourns the loss of Smith.

INT. REBEL HIDEOUT. MORNING.

Curtis wakes up and sees that everyone but Miguel is asleep. Miguel is cooking oatmeal in a pot over a fire. Miguel smiles at him when he sees him.

MIGUEL:

How’d you sleep?

CURTIS:

Alright, I guess.

MIGUEL:

I heard you talking in your sleep.

CURTIS:

Oh really?

MIGUEL:

Yeah. Renee bumped into you, and

you said, “Do you want a mug or a

deck of cards?”

CURTIS:

Oh. It was a promo at my old job.

Miguel laughs.

CURTIS:

I spent way too much time there!

Eight hours a day with no break.

Minimum wage too.

MIGUEL:

Ouch! No wonder you were excited

to join us.

CURTIS:

Not only for that; I believe in the cause!

(beat)

Why did you start the Rebellion?

MIGUEL:

Me? Well, I used to live with my

boyfriend, Josh. One day, he comes

home, and he acted totally different.

He used to be so cheerful and nice,

then suddenly he became mean

and belligerent. I noticed his eyes

were glossy too. The day came when

I decided to confront him. I found him

in the parking lot in front of his work

at the gym and we argued. I grabbed

his hand, and he took it away, which

ended up skinning him. I saw the

scaly skin, and I knew the real Josh

was dead. I fought him, and I ended

up killing him with my pocket knife.

Washington, who was part of an old

Rebellion, had seen the body, and after

we talked, I decided to start a new

Rebellion. Just the thought of that

happening to other people’s loved

ones was enough motivation for me.

CURTIS:

Wow. That’s horrible. I can’t imagine

having to go through that. But it’s

amazing you turned something so

negative into a positive!

MIGUEL:

Adversity brings out the best in some

and the worst in others. Most people get

destructive either to themselves or others.

Very few people get constructive. We all did.

Especially Warner.

Curtis looks at Renee, who stirs in her sleep.

MIGUEL:

When she was twelve, she watched her

parents get killed. That’s when she

first joined the Rebellion. Can you

believe that? I can’t imagine being

that age and…

Miguel sees Curtis checking her out and laughs. He snaps his fingers in front of him, which wakes Curtis out of his stupor.

CURTIS:

Sorry, I was just…

MIGUEL:

She’s pretty, don’t you think?

CURTIS:

I…

(beat)

I view her as a fellow rebel!

Totally professional!

William, who is laying with his eyes closed, laughs. He then wakes up.

WILLIAM:

(jokes)

Oatmeal! I thought I asked for

steak and eggs!

MIGUEL:

I’m putting you on a heart healthy diet!

William, Miguel, and Curtis laugh.

MIGUEL:

Oatmeal’s done. You guys can eat.

As they serve themselves, Abdul and Simpson hear the sound of food and wake up. Renee keeps sleeping while they eat. All of a sudden, she jolts out of her sleep with her dagger brandished. Everyone pretends to be taken aback by it.

WILLIAM:

Bad dream?

RENEE:

How’d you guess?

She gets up to go eat.

RENEE:

Before we go get the new weapons,

I need to get my car.

ABDUL:

We got it. We, uh, sort of hot wired it.

RENEE:

What?

ABDUL:

Don’t hurt me!

Everyone laughs. Even Renee titters.

Forgotten Society, Part 5

INT./EXT. HIGHWAY ROAD. NIGHT.

Renee drives with a cigarette, Curtis and William are in the front seat, and Abdul, Smith, and Simpson are in the back. Renee keeps trying to get into the left lane, but every time she tries, the other car speeds up so she cannot get into that lane.

RENEE:

Asshole! I wish he was a dragon so

I could kill him!

ABDUL:

Shh! If you’re going to talk about

that, at least turn on the radio

so no one hears.

Renee turns on the radio and tries again to get into the next lane.

CURTIS:

(to William)

So, what’s worse-fighting in a war

or fighting dragons?

WILLIAM:

Oh, dragons, of course! The Iraqis

are human, so we had a lot in common.

These dragons are demons.

SMITH:

We’re going to miss our exit!

Renee growls and pull out her gun. She sticks herself out the window and shoots out one of the other car’s tires. He is forced to stop, and Renee pulls in front of him. She sees the strange look Curtis gives her.

RENEE:

Some people have no manners!

EXT. PARKING LOT. NIGHT.

Renee parked the car, and everyone gets out.

SMITH:

So, I’m thinking Washington and I

go north, Simpson and Abdul can go

south, and Warner and Stevens can

go central.

SIMPSON:

Meet back here in a couple of hours?

Everyone agrees and seperates.

EXT. GEORGETOWN STREET. NIGHT.

The street is full of shops that are now closed. A few seedy people walk by Renee and Curtis.

CURTIS:

What if something happens to us?

How would the others get back?

RENEE:

They could take the bus. Don’t worry

about that. Keep looking out.

CURTIS:

You know, at first I was nervous, but

this is kind of exciting! I feel pumped!

Yeah, bring it on, you creeps!

RENEE:

(half amused)

Shh! Dragons aren’t the only ones

who can attack us, you know.

CURTIS:

If I gotta kill a dragon here and now,

these people will see I’m the hero!

And they can tell the world what

we did!

RENEE:

You have seen too many Disney

movies. Reality is we kill our

enemy, and the media along

with other dragons convince them

they something entirely different.

People…

Before Renee can finish, she spots two policemen who are looking at them suspciously.

RENEE:

We’ve got to get out of here.

No, act casual.

They walk away, but they hear the policemen following them. Curtis spots a bus stopping, and he motions to Renee to get on. The police start to run, but Curtis and Renee get on the bus right before they can catch them.

INT. BUS. NIGHT.

Renee and Curtis pick a seat in the middle. Renee, who sits by the window, picks up a coffee cup left on the seat.

RENEE:

Someone from my old apartment

was here. It’s still hot! Eiww,  they

spit their gum in it!

CURTIS:

It smells Irish. I didn’t know your

shop offered that!

RENEE:

We don’t. I mean, they don’t.

CURTIS:

Too bad. A blended, Irish mocha

sounds really good.

Renee rolls her eyes in a bemused way. The bus stops, and JULIE (a fair skinned girl with puffy, black curls) gets on. Renee tries to get a view of her eyes, which Julie notices and puts on her sunglasses as she sits.

RENEE:

(whispers)

Get up.

CURTIS:

Is she a…?

RENEE:

Either way, be prepared to be banned

from taking the bus!

They get up and head over to the middle door, which is directly behind Julie. Renee, who has the coffee cup, points it towards Julie. The bus passes over a bump, and Renee intentionally loses control of the coffee cup. It spills onto Julie’s arm, which causes her to roar out in pain. The bus driver stops, and the other passengers on board stare.

JULIE:

You fucking idiots!

BUS DRIVER:

Do you need an ambulance, miss?

JULIE:

No! Don’t you dare!

BUS DRIVER:

Okay, but I still have to put your

damage in my report.

He pries her hand off the wound, and underneath the wound he sees reptilian skin.

BUS DRIVER:

What the hell?

Julie breathes fire on him. The other passengers scream and run off the bus. Renee pulls out her gun, but Julie knocks it out of her hand. She tries to breathe fire on them, but they weave out of the way. Renee uses the roof handrails to prop herself in the air and kicks Julie, which sends her falling, face up, onto the aisle. Before Julie can react, Curtis dives down and stabs her in the chest. With a reptilian shriek of pain, Julie dies. Curtis stands over her body in amazement. Police sirens are heard. Renee grabs Curtis’s wrist, and they run off the bus.