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PREVIOUSLY
ON BLACK:
SKYE(V.O.)
Previously, on Slayer Academy...
INT. CABAL HQ - CELL BLOCK - DAY
Skye is fighting the MOHRA DEMON, but it knocks her flat and
grabs a chunk of broken rock, raising it high to smash down
onto her!
WHACK! Erika's STAFF hits it in the gut, doubling the demon
over. Erika keeps the momentum and gives it a SHOVE, and the
creature pitches backwards, falling:
And lands head first onto a jagged shard of GLASS from the
broken cell next door!
The glass cuts through the demon's neck, a spill of NEON
GREEN BLOOD spraying as it is neatly DECAPITATED.
Skye looks down at the demon's body, then takes her sai
dagger and CUTS along her palm.
Kneeling, she presses her hand against the mohra's blood -
and a sudden SWIRL of light and energy KNOCKS HER FLYING!
ERIKA
Skye!
CUT TO:
EXT. CAMPUS - MAIN ENTRANCE - ROOF - DAY
Skye stands on the roof, facing down HEIDI - or, rather, THE
FIRST.
HEIDI
So what's the smile for?
Skye casually places a hand against her chest.
SKYE
Can't you hear that?
Heidi frowns - and Skye starts to RAP her knuckles against
the roof. Bump-bump. Bump-bump. Bump-bump.
HEIDI
(eyes bulge)
That's...
SKYE
A heartbeat. My heartbeat.
(beat)
I'm human again. And you've got
nothing on me now.
CUT TO:
EXT. VILLAGE - DAY
Within the bounds of a remote Tibtean village, a figure
wrapped in thick furs and a hood turns to face us:
To find Skye and DELANEY standing before her, also wrapped up
against the cold.
SKYE
We thought we'd better come say
hello. You know. It having been a
few months and all.
The figure pulls their hood back - revealing SOFIA:
SOFIA
I'm sorry... do I know you?
CUT TO:
EXT. VILLAGE - NEXT
Sofia SPLASHES water across her face from a well, patting
herself dry as she turns to Skye and Delaney;
SOFIA
I'm sorry if you've come all this
way looking for this 'Sofia' girl,
but you've come to the wrong
village.
CUT TO:
EXT. VILLAGE - NIGHT
Sofia is battling a fearsome DEMON, sweeping its legs from
under it and RAMMING a stake of wood into its chest!
It SCREECHES, mandibles gnashing and limbs convulsing, before
it finally slumps. Dead.
Breathing hard, Sofia steps back, looking down at her hands
as if she wasn't in control of them.
She looks up - and finds Skye and Delaney watching her. They
approach, gently moving villagers out of their way.
SKYE
So now do you believe us?
CUT TO:
INT. TEMPLE - KIM'S QUARTERS - DAY
Sofia, Skye and Delaney are in a small study, the wizened old
monk MASTER KIM standing before them.
DELANEY
But nothing! Damn it, Sofia - this
is serious! If you don't remember,
then hundreds of girls are going to
die! Do you want that on your
conscience? Do you want their
deaths to be on your hands, when
you had the chance to do something
about it?
SKYE
Come on, Sofes... you save people.
That's what you do. What we do.
(beat)
Help us save the world.
CUT TO:
INT. CAVE - CHAMBER - NEXT
Inside the dank cavern, a thin beam of light shining down on
the SCYTHE, lying on a stone pedestal.
SOFIA
That's it! That's it! I recognise
it now!
Sofia's halfway across the room when WHAM! Something barrels
into her, knocking her flying!
Delaney raises a hand and conjures a BLAZE of light - showing
that the cavern is swarming with hideous DEMONS!
SKYE
Holy crap...
CUT TO:
EXT. VILLAGE - DAY
The three Slayers are in the thick of a pitched battle, with
demons all around them and more destroying the village.
As more and more go down to the whirling dervish of mayhem
that Sofia has become, the demons start to retreat.
SKYE
That's it... that's it! Keep it up!
Sofia is now spattered with think, dark BLOOD as she keeps
hacking away, leaving a trail of felled demons in her wake.
She turns as the last of the demons flee from the village -
to be met by the accusing stares of the villagers, their
homes in ruins all around.
DELANEY
You'd better come with us. Back to
the Academy in England.
(beat)
Back home.
SOFIA
(tearful)
I... I can't leave, these people,
they're my...
Skye lays an arm round her shoulders.
SKYE
C'mon, Sofes. Time to go.
PULL BACK AND UP to look down on Sofia and Delaney as they
trudge back across the snow.
BLACK OUT:
END OF TAG
TEASER
FADE IN:
1 INT. COACH - EVENING 1
A half-empty coach, rolling through the British countryside
as the sun sets through the tinted windows.
PUSH ALONG the rows, passing a stony-faced middle-aged
couple, a snoozing elderly woman, a pair of bored kids...
... and two TEENAGE GIRLS, sitting at the back and huddled
together, whispering.
BLONDE is tall and has long, silky hair and baby blue eyes,
while the brunette is shorter and freckly.
BLONDE
And then, just when they all
thought there was no way they'd be
able to win... that's when she
arrived.
BRUNETTE
But what made her any different?
BLONDE
She'd been to see them.
BRUNETTE
Oh.
(beat)
Who?
BLONDE
The men who gave the first Slayer
her power! She made a deal with
them, and they gave her the
strength of a pure demon.
BRUNETTE
(wide-eyed)
Was she... I mean, did it... change
her?
BLONDE
(shrugs)
Not so much, as it turns out. I
heard she went all goth, like.
BRUNETTE
(puzzled)
She needed to be a goth to defeat
the bad guy?
BLONDE
Look, that's not the point,
alright? So. Anyway. She meets the
others at the airport, and they're
all shocked at how she's now all
jet black hair and nails... because
she was now part demon.
BRUNETTE
Woah. And then? They got on the
plane and flew out to the island,
right?
The Blonde nods, and starts to carry on - when the coach
suddenly BRAKES sharply.
The forward motion jerks the passengers in their seats, some
of them peering out the windshield to see what's wrong.
The two young girls throw each other a look, then rise and
start making their way down the aisle.
They're soon up with the DRIVER, who applies the handbrake as
he reaches for his mobile phone.
BLONDE
What's the problem...
(reads name tag)
... Stu?
DRIVER
Someone's lying in the road just up
ahead. I'm calling an ambulance
before I go out to check.
(into phone)
Hello? Yes, ambulance, please.
(to girls)
Stay in the coach.
He rises, opening the main doors and descending the steps,
the doors sliding shut behind him.
Brunette joins Blonde as they look out through the
windshield, other curious passengers behind them:
And on the road up ahead is indeed a BODY, someone sprawled
awkwardly across the road.
2 EXT. ROAD - NEXT 2
With the coach's headlights bathing the scene, the Driver
approaches the body, still talking into his phone.
DRIVER
Yeah, we're on the A338, not far
from Bodenham.
He gets closer and kneels down, carefully peering over at
the:
YOUNG GIRL
Whose eyes are closed. The Driver SIGHS.
DRIVER (cont'd)
Looks like a young girl, sixteen or
so. Should I try and move her,
or...
(listens)
Right, yeah, we've got some
blankets and stuff in the coach.
I'll sort her out.
3 INT. COACH - NEXT 3
Blonde and Brunette have made sure they've got the best view,
watching the Driver carefully.
BRUNETTE
Is she alright?
BLONDE
Doesn't look like it.
BRUNETTE
What do you think happened?
BLONDE
Well, we didn't hit her, at least.
The Blonde frowns, eyes scanning the woods either side of the
road as the Driver keeps talking on his phone.
BRUNETTE
What is it?
BLONDE
I don't know... just something
feels off about all this.
She fixes her gaze back on the Driver:
4 EXT. ROAD - NEXT 4
As the Driver turns to look back at the coach.
DRIVER
(into phone)
Yeah, just that I've got a
coachload of people here and a
schedule to keep to, you know? I
can't really sit and wait here all
night, mate!
He doesn't notice the body starting to STIR beside him.
DRIVER (cont'd)
(sighs)
Alright, alright, no, I understand
that, it's just -
And he SCREAMS as the girl on the floor LUNGES for him -
sinking her FANGS into his neck!
She's a VAMPIRE, clamped on tight as BLOOD sprays from his
neck, the Driver writhing in agony:
5 INT. COACH - NEXT 5
PUSH IN on the Blonde as her eyes bulge - she knows exactly
what's going on.
BLONDE
Vamp!
She STAMPS her hand on the door release button, halfway
outside before anyone else can react.
BRUNETTE
What -
BLONDE
Come on!
As more of the passengers gape in shock and horror at what's
happening outside, the two girls are already outside:
6 EXT. ROAD - NEXT 6
And racing towards the Driver as the vampire finishes up.
BLONDE
Get away from him!
The vampire GRINS, blood drooling down her chin as she lets
the Driver's limp body sink to the floor.
BRUNETTE
(to Blonde)
Are you sure about this? We kind of
left our stakes and stuff on the
coach, so we don't -
BLONDE
(to vampire)
You picked the wrong coach to screw
with, you little vamp bitch.
VOICE (O.S.)
Actually...
The Blonde spins round - and a half-dozen more VAMPIRES are
emerging from the woods!
At the head of the pack is a vampire older than the rest,
with dirty blonde hair.
LEAD VAMPIRE
... I think we got exactly the
right coach.
The two girls watch helplessly as another pack of the female
vamps race onto the bus - SCREAMS and spatters of BLOOD
across the windows soon follow.
Brunette cowers, her nerve breaking, but Blonde stands
defiantly before her.
LEAD VAMPIRE (cont'd)
(approaching)
So now, there's only one thing left
to do...
She grins - revealing a vicious set of FANGS - and we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF TEASER
ACT ONE
FADE IN:
7 INT. ACADEMY - STAFF ROOM - DAY 7
UP CLOSE on police crime scene photographs of the coach -
including the grisly aftermath of the vampire attack.
PULL BACK slowly to bring FITZGERALD into frame, control for
the projector in one hand as she flicks between images.
FITZGERALD
... and so the final death count
was nearly thirty. Local police
are, not surprisingly, treating the
deaths as 'suspicious.'
PULL BACK to pick up GREG and CERYS, watching the briefing.
Cerys emits a SCOFF at Fitzgerald's last remark.
GREG
What's the current status of their
investigation?
FITZGERALD
Hard to say. On one hand, they had
forensics teams down there in a
rush, which is bad. The good news
is that they're attributing the
deaths to a pack of wild animals.
CERYS
Giving us plenty of room to take
some girls down there, do a sweep
and hopefully flush out the vamp
nest that did this.
FITZGERALD
(nods)
Now, I know we've got the impending
arrival of Sofia to factor back
into everything here...
She glances at Greg, who visibly tenses up at the mention of
Sofia.
FITZGERALD (cont'd)
... but this does mean our lead
squad should be back up to full
strength again.
GREG
You're assuming a lot there. Skye's
become set in her ways in her old
age, she won't let just anybody
waltz back into her team.
FITZGERALD
No, but I think you'll agree -
GREG
And furthermore, I've been under
the impression that both Frankie
and Skye have an agreement not to
mix their rosters up. Skye's
certainly made sure nobody else
even wants to try and sign up.
CERYS
Is this about A Squad needing a
fourth Slayer, or you just not
wanting that Slayer to be Sofia?
GREG
(narrows eyes)
I'm just saying -
There's a KNOCK at the door - and it's FRAN who pokes her
head inside without waiting for a reply.
FRAN
Hi. Sorry, but, uh... you'd better
come and see this.
She hurries back outside. The three staff members swap
curious looks as they rise, exiting the room:
8 INT. ACADEMY - RECEPTION - NEXT 8
Fitzgerald joins the growing crowd in the reception area,
everyone seeming to be waiting for someone to arrive. The air
is thick with hubbub and chatter.
She locates FRANKIE and makes her way over to join her,
scanning the assorted faces in the throng.
FITZGERALD
What's going on?
FRANKIE
'Ave you not 'eard?
FITZGERALD
Always assume the answer to that is
'no,' Francoise.
FRANKIE
She's back.
Fitzgerald blinks - and then looks towards the front glass
doors as a MINIVAN pulls up outside.
FITZGERALD
I see...
Taking charge, she moves towards the doors, turning to face
the crowd.
FITZGERALD (cont'd)
Alright, everyone, can I have your
attention please?
The chatter slowly dies down.
FITZGERALD (cont'd)
I'm sure I don't need to remind you
all of the importance of Sofia's
return, both to this Academy and to
the Slayers all over the world.
(beat)
I know there's no shortage of bad
feeling towards her for her actions
last term, but if I hear of any of
you, and I mean anyone, causing
trouble for her while she's here,
then you will have me to answer to.
Is that understood?
A few nods. Murmured responses. It'll do.
FITZGERALD (cont'd)
Alright.
She nods to Greg and Cerys, who start moving the crowd back
and splitting it into smaller chunks.
Fitzgerald turns to the doors as the group inside the minivan
disembark - first DELANEY, then SKYE, and finally SOFIA.
9 EXT. ACADEMY - RECEPTION - CONTINUOUS 9
Sofia hesitates, seeing the waiting crowd within, as Skye and
Delaney finish taking their bags from inside the minivan.
SOFIA
Are they waiting for me?
Skye glances at the crowd, trying to stay cool.
SKYE
You've been missed.
Delaney holds up one satchel - from its shape, it's obviously
holding the SCYTHE.
DELANEY
This has, anyway.
Skye shoots Delaney a stern look, before continuing:
SKYE
Look, you know we said you might
have done a few things before you
left that made people a bit...
unhappy?
SOFIA
Yes, and worryingly both of you are
still refusing to tell me what any
of those 'things' actually are.
DELANEY
It's better for you not to know.
SKYE
Yeah, you know. Clean slate. Tabula
rasa.
Sofia doesn't look convinced, but manages a half-hearted
smile as the girls shoulder their bags and head inside:
10 INT. ACADEMY - RECEPTION - CONTINUOUS 10
Skye and Delaney are in first - met respectively by ERIKA and
RACHEL, who take some of their bags.
Fitzgerald approaches, Skye and Delaney still keeping Sofia
behind them. Sofia peeks round at the waiting crowd.
FITZGERALD
Girls. Welcome back.
SKYE
Thanks. Took us long enough, right?
FITZGERALD
Hello, Sofia.
Sofia offers a meek wave. Behind them, WHISPERS and MUTTERING
are starting to rise in volume.
FITZGERALD (cont'd)
(to Delaney)
Is that what I think it is?
Delaney offers the Scythe to her, Fitzgerald takes it.
DELANEY
Signed, sealed, delivered.
FITZGERALD
Excellent. I'll get this down to
Dr. Cairns in the infirmary right
away.
Skye, you're needed in the briefing
room. We have a new mission for
your squad.
SKYE
(sighs)
'How was the three-stop, fifteen
hour flight, Skye? Fine, thanks.
Ready for bed? You bet.'
Fitzgerald smiles, and Skye turns to Sofia.
SKYE (cont'd)
Grace here'll take care of you from
here, okay?
Sofia nods, clutching her bag strap tightly as Skye leaves,
followed by Delaney.
FITZGERALD
I imagine you're looking forward to
getting some rest.
SOFIA
That'd be nice.
She glances at the crowd again - this time noticing the dark
looks several of the girls are shooting her way.
SOFIA (cont'd)
Can we, ah... can we go somewhere I
don't feel like a circus sideshow,
please?
FITZGERALD
Of course. Follow me.
She turns and heads back towards the crowd. Greg and Cerys do
their job, parting the sea of bodies to let them through.
As Sofia passes by the rows of faces, none of whom she seems
to recognise, she hears a few whispered remarks: 'Murderer,'
'Traitor.'
Alarmed, she keeps her head down and pushes on, following
Fitzgerald through a pair of swing doors as we CUT TO:
11 INT. ACADEMY - BRIEFING ROOM - NEXT 11
Skye enters, Erika and Delaney following, and the girls take
their seats. Skye slumps theatrically across her desk.
ERIKA
(grins)
Something tells me you're more than
a little tired.
SKYE
I'm past 'tired.' I think I'm
officially inventing a new level of
sleep deprivation here.
DELANEY
I slept fine on the flight.
SKYE
I don't fly well. Too many disaster
movies. Plus, I got a kicker.
ERIKA
'Kicker'?
SKYE
Some dude in the seat behind you
who keeps shifting round and
kicking the back of your chair.
DELANEY
(explaining)
The Council could only get us on an
Economy class flight back.
Erika nods as Greg enters the room.
GREG
Ladies.
SKYE
Please say this is a false alarm
and I can go to bed now...
GREG
No such luck, I'm afraid.
He flicks on the PROJECTOR - and the crime scene photos from
before are displayed.
GREG (cont'd)
Last night, we had a probable
vampire hit on a coach travelling
between the nearby villages.
DELANEY
How many dead?
GREG
Almost thirty, but that's not what
got our attention.
SKYE
Were they thirty nuns? That'd get
my attention.
GREG
The coach was going to make a stop
at the Academy. It was dropping off
two new Slayers.
As the girls swap looks, Greg brings up passport photographs
of the Blonde and Brunette:
GREG (cont'd)
Daisy McEwen, seventeen, from
Edinburgh, and Charlotte Hayes,
fifteen, from Wisconsin.
SKYE
Didn't think there were any newbies
left out there to find.
GREG
You'd be surprised. Last count, we
still had almost a thousand Slayers
around the world not associated
with the Academy.
ERIKA
But whether they are with us or
not, the virus is affecting them
all.
GREG
(nods)
Daisy and Charlotte's bodies
weren't among the dead.
DELANEY
So either the vamps kidnapped them,
or they just killed them somewhere
else.
GREG
That's what we're going to find
out. We'll be shipping out in one
hour, to give you time to unpack.
SKYE
(dry)
Gee, thanks.
There's a KNOCK at the door, and Fitzgerald leans in.
FITZGERALD
Sorry to interrupt - can I have a
word with you all?
Greg motions for her to enter. She joins him.
FITZGERALD (cont'd)
Now. I've been allowing this squad
to operate at three-quarters
capacity since Sofia left because,
well... you're very stubborn, Skye.
SKYE
Why thank you.
FITZGERALD
But now that Sofia is back, I think
it's time to restore A Squad.
GREG
Wait a minute - you're not
seriously suggesting -
FITZGERALD
Effective immediately, Sofia's back
on A Squad.
GREG
No. Absolutely not.
FITZGERALD
This is my decision, Greg.
GREG
It's my squad!
DELANEY
Uh, actually, it's our squad.
FITZGERALD
I need Sofia to be kept under close
observation at all times. If what
Skye and Delaney told me about her
amnesia is true, then we need to
make sure she doesn't suffer any
kind of... relapse.
Greg starts to protest, but Erika speaks:
ERIKA
I agree. It makes sense to keep
Sofia close to both Skye and
Delaney, as they're the ones
responsible for bringing her home.
She trusts them the most.
GREG
It's too big a risk. How do we know
she's telling the truth?
DELANEY
If she isn't, then she needs an
Oscar.
FITZGERALD
There is one more thing, however.
(beat)
If she does start to show signs of
slipping, if you suspect at any
moment that the Cabal brainwashing
may still be affecting her...
She lets it hang. Skye nods grimly.
SKYE
Then I bring her in. Got it.
Fitzgerald nods, looking to Greg - who looks a long way from
happy about this - before she exits.
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