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.

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