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PREVIOUSLY
FRANKIE (V.O.)
Previously, on Slayer Academy...
INT. CAVE - CHAMBER - DAY
FRANKIE stands inside a dark cave, faced by the SHADOW MEN.
FRANKIE
Why are girls losing their powers?
More and more of them are not
'aving their Slayer abilities and
are...
SHADOW MAN #1
The effects of the spell are fading
and they cannot be reversed.
SHADOW MAN #2
Magic does not last forever. In
this world or the next.
SHADOW MEN #3
You have felt its touch.
SHADOW MAN #2
You can feel your connection
slipping away, day by day.
FRANKIE
(frowns)
What do you mean? My 'connection'
to what?
The men are silent. A slow beat as an awful truth dawns on
Frankie at last.
FRANKIE (cont'd)
Non...
SHADOW MAN #3
You understand now what is
happening...
SHADOW MAN #1
What will happen to all in time.
Frankie looks down at her bad arm, slowly clenching her fist.
SHADOW MAN #2
The power we gave the Slayers
should have lasted until the end of
all magic...
SHADOW MAN #3
But the witch spread the power too
thinly. The centre cannot hold.
Frankie bows her head, accepting what she's being told.
CUT TO:
INT. CAMPUS - INFIRMARY - DAY
With a final cry, DELANEY lets out:
DELANEY
Goddess, awaken this being, for all
to behold!
The purple light expand, covering the entire infirmary and
then there's a FLASH OF WHITE LIGHT and everything returns to
normal.
Delaney is straight to KIRA's bedside, looking for any sign
of life.
Kira's eyelids flutter open as she awakens. She sits up,
looking round, a hand pressed to her head.
KIRA
Where... where am I?
DELANEY
(quiet)
Mom?
Kira only blinks at her in surprise.
DELANEY (cont'd)
Are you okay? Mom?
GREG
Kira, is something wrong?
She frowns, turning on the bed to face them.
KIRA
Who are you? And why are you
calling me 'Kira'?
Delaney frowns, aghast. Something's gone wrong. Greg and
Delaney exchange a worried look.
DELANEY
(meek)
Mom...
KIRA
Look, whoever you are, my name's
Evelyn. Evelyn Pierce.
Greg's face immediately changes - his eyes go wide and his
jaw drops. He claps a hand to his mouth, taking a step or two
back in shock.
Delaney's equally as shocked. She turns to Greg, her mind
starting to connect the dots.
DELANEY
Wait a second... 'Pierce'? As in...
but that means... you... you're
my... my...
She can't finish the sentence, watching the world drop out
from beneath Greg.
He STUMBLES back, clattering into nearby chairs as Kira
watches him in bewilderment.
KIRA
Now is somebody going to tell me
what on earth is going on here?
CUT TO:
INT. WATCHERS COUNCIL - HALL - NEXT
ON SOFIA as SKYE and the others crowd her. The others go
quiet as Reiko shyly stands before her.
SOFIA
Reiko, I'm not angry. You've still
got every right to hate the sight
of me after what I did -
REIKO
I don't 'hate' you. I'm just... I'm
glad you're not in prison. Okay?
Sofia smiles, and as the other girls get back to
congratulating Sofia.
ON FRANKIE as she stands to one side, happy with the result -
before she steps away, out of sight.
She rolls up her sleeve again - the GREEN VEINS have spread
further, criss-crossing up and down her arm now.
She SIGHS, knowing full well what this means - and then she
COUGHS, just once.
CUT TO:
INT. CABAL BASE - SUB-LEVEL - DAY
VICTORY leads a team of SLAY-VAMPS down a curved corridor,
ALARM BELLS ringing and red lights flashing.
VICTORY
(beckons)
This way.
The foursome hurry on, passing large glass partitions - CELLS
are behind them, plain and white.
Victory comes to a stop by a cell marked 'RES-M SUBJECT J,'
turning with a smirk to her colleagues.
Inside, a slim, dark-skinned and raven-haired WOMAN looks up,
late twenties and dressed in plain blue overalls.
She smiles when she sees Victory, rising - even though she's
clearly very weak.
WOMAN
I knew you'd find me.
VICTORY
Yeah, well, don't thank me yet...
JOSH (O.S.)
Get away from the cells.
Victory turns - and there's JOSH, with a full squad of Cabal
Guards behind him!
The Guard's weapons snap up, red LASER SIGHT beams falling on
the four vampires.
VICTORY
You really think that'll stop me?
JOSH
I guess we'll find out.
She grins wickedly - and the Guards OPEN FIRE as we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF TAG
TEASER
FADE IN:
1 EXT. PARK - DAY 1
FRANKIE, wearing a simple but elegant summer dress, lays on a
blanket in the middle of a lush field. The sun is bright but
Frankie is protected by large sunglasses.
A HAND offers her a glass of lemonade.
Frankie smiles as she takes the drink and the camera PANS
BACK to reveal that the hand belongs to DUNSTALL.
Dunstall is dressed casually, wearing a t-shirt and a pair of
khaki shorts. Frankie sits up as she takes a sip.
FRANKIE
Merci. I was just thinking that I
was getting quite parched.
DUNSTALL
(nodding)
You're tired. Maybe you should go
to sleep?
FRANKIE
(smiling)
There is a difference between being
thirsty and needing to rest.
DUNSTALL
You've been tired for so long now.
Don't you think that maybe it's
time that you admitted it to
yourself?
Frankie looks puzzled, but then her expression slowly drops
as she takes off her sunglasses and looks around at her
surroundings as realization sinks in.
FRANKIE
(sighing)
Oh, of course... this is not real.
DUNSTALL
(grinning)
Some things are just inevitable,
Frankie. Not everything can be
fought.
As Dunstall speaks he begins to rapidly CHANGE. He becomes
larger and demonic. But it's not the same demon that Dunstall
had become. This demon is bulkier and is covered in shaggy
white hair.
Frankie stands up urgently.
FRANKIE
Attends! Just because this is a
dream does not mean I was not
enjoying it!
Dunstall doesn't listen, instead turning away from her and
running off as he continues to get larger and larger.
Frankie pursues him, but as she does her surroundings CHANGE,
and she chases after Dunstall into a wooded area.
FRANKIE (cont'd)
Sebastian! Sebastian!
Frankie moves as if the air around her is as thick as water,
and Dunstall runs away from her into a cave.
Frankie doesn't give up and continues to push forward, but as
she struggles the world around her begins to stretch out.
As the cave moves further and further away so do the trees
and stones around her, and as they move away SAND begins to
fill the void:
2 EXT. DESERT - DAY 2
Very quickly, Frankie finds herself standing in the middle of
a barren desert. The sun beats down on her and the air
shimmers with heat.
She is once again in the desert realm of the Shadow Men.
Frankie stops moving and takes a look around, immediately
recognizing where she is.
She turns and comes face to face with a SHADOW MAN. Her
expression is 100% annoyance.
FRANKIE
Listen to me. I shall say this only
once. Do not taunt me with the
image of my love, and do not play
any more of these games with me.
(beat)
Why am I 'ere?
The Shadow Man grins, exposing cracked but sparkling white
teeth.
SHADOW MAN
Time has already taken you to this
point. Everyone is subject to the
consequences of their actions.
FRANKIE
(sighs)
Tell me something I do not know...
(frowns)
You sound... different. More...
eloquent.
SHADOW MAN
The steps and missteps that have
been made are sealed within the
past. You must look onward with
renewed perspective at the present,
as the present will never allow any
of us to escape its perspective.
Frankie stares at the Shadow Man looking for any clue about
what he is trying to tell her.
FRANKIE
The Virus? Are you talking about
my... my infection?
The Shadow Man gives no indication as to whether she is right
or wrong and instead only grins wider.
SHADOW MAN
This is where your choices and the
choices of those around you have
taken you. This is where everything
that has begun will come to an end.
Frankie listens to the Shadow Man talk. As she does, GREEN
VEINS begin to spider web up her body, beginning to cover her
face.
FRANKIE
(looking over herself)
Non...
Once her face is nearly covered, BLACK begins to spiderweb
through the veins in the same pattern as Frankie's skin
begins to pale.
The Shadow man looks at Frankie with interest and curiosity
but without any noticeable concern.
SHADOW MAN
And whether this is a victory or a
defeat, know that your destiny is
finally upon you.
As the black has nearly entirely replaced the green we SMASH
CUT TO:
3 INT. CAMPUS - DORMS - MORNING 3
Frankie suddenly sits up in bed as she gasps for breath. She
falls back down into her mattress and places a hand on her
chest as she inhales deeply.
Frankie gets out of bed and crosses her room. Her night gown
is more expensive than the average Slayers best outfit.
She sits down in front of her vanity. The cross that Dunstall
gave her hangs over the mirror from one of the posts.
Frankie lifts up her arms and looks at the GREEN VEINS that
cover it. She doesn't say anything and doesn't react beyond
just staring deeply into her reflection.
With a sigh, Frankie's expression breaks, and she looks
genuinely scared for a moment. She reaches down and opens a
drawer on her vanity and pulls out a notebook and a pen.
Frankie begins to scribble on the bad, drawing a rough
approximation of the demon from her dream.
She looks back up into the mirror and sees that her eyes are
beginning to tear up.
She stops immediately, wipes her eyes, shakes herself, and
then returns to her sketch, bringing more determination and
desperation to every stroke of her pen.
BLACK OUT:
END OF TEASER
ACT ONE
FADE IN:
4 INT. CAMPUS - LIBRARY - EVENING 4
Frankie is completely alone in the library. She wears long
sleeves and pants, completely hiding any signs of her
infection.
She sits at a table and is completely surrounded by books.
She has a notepad in front of her as well as a laptop and she
alternates between writing and typing.
As she does, REIKO suddenly appears over her shoulder.
REIKO
Ooo... what's up with the
abominable snowman?
Reiko points at one of the open books in front of Frankie. In
it is an illustration of the demon from her dream.
Frankie looks over to where Reiko is pointing and abruptly
shuts the book.
FRANKIE
It is nothing.
REIKO
Aw, come on, spill! Is the squad
saddling up for a mission? Should I
cancel my plans for the evening?
'Cause, you know, I had plans.
FRANKIE
No, there is no mission. It is just
some research that I am performing
for the Council.
REIKO
Oh, so it's about the Virus, then?
Frankie completely freezes.
FRANKIE
No, this is a... different project.
Frankie continues to pack away her work but Reiko continues
to lurk about.
FRANKIE (cont'd)
(sighs)
Is there something else I can 'elp
you with, Reiko?
Reiko begins to feel awkward as she fidgets from foot to
foot.
REIKO
Well, no... I was just... I mean,
you've been in here all day
researching, and you haven't really
left the library since... well...
and you haven't talked to anyone...
Frankie sighs again as she stacks up her books on top of her
laptop. She picks up the stack but struggles with its weight.
Reiko raises an eyebrow to this, but instead just offers a
smile.
REIKO (cont'd)
It's okay to ask for help, you
know. We all get tired from time to
time.
Frankie doesn't respond, and instead marches directly into
her office and shuts the door behind her.
Reiko stares at the door before smacking her head. She walks
over to the door and knocks loudly.
REIKO (cont'd)
Oh, I forgot to ask if you were
going to Erika's thing in a few
hours or not?
Reiko waits for an answer that never comes before turning
away from the door and silently berating herself as she
leaves the library.
DISSOLVE TO:
5 INT. CAMPUS - CANTEEN - NIGHT 5
Filled with SLAYERS, nearly a hundred and fifty girls in the
large room. Tables with food and drink are along the walls.
Upbeat pop music fills the room.
A large banner is hung across the room that reads: WE'LL MISS
YOU ERIKA!
SKYE and SOFIA are off to the side, inspecting the room.
SKYE
Not too bad if I do say so myself.
Who would have thought a party
thrown by the two of us would get
such a good turnout? Think people
are starting to forget?
SOFIA
(shrugs)
My money is more on the fact that
it's Erika. You know, I should
really ask her how to defect and
come back without everyone turning
on you. We could use the tips.
Skye chuckles and pats Sofia on the back.
SKYE
What part of the healing process
does self-deprecating humour fall
into?
SOFIA
Hopefully somewhere near the end.
(beat)
But seriously, I know that there
were a good number of Slayers that
transferred in here last year, but
I feel like I don't know half of
these girls.
(beat; points)
For instance, who's the girl over
there with Zoe and, um... Gabriela?
Sofia points over to where ZOE and GABRIELA are talking to a
third SLAYER. She's nearing her mid twenties but there's a
definite punk vibe to her between her studded belt and her
labret piercing.
SKYE
(shrugs)
You really expect me to know the
answer? I was still calling Tsula
'Pocahontas' a year after she came
here.
RACHEL (O.S.)
That's Jamie.
Skye and Sofia turn to see RACHEL and DELANEY coming over
toward them.
RACHEL (cont'd)
She's the new leader of the C
Squad.
SKYE
There's a C-Squad?
Rachel gives Skye a playful shrug.
DELANEY
(points upward)
Nice work with the banner, but any
particular reason why Maria was
left out?
SOFIA
We actually had her included on
earlier drafts, but...
SKYE
I mean, do you really want a girl
that's infected to have to read
"We'll miss you" in a big, bold,
friendly font?
DELANEY
(nods)
Gotcha. Good work on thinking that
one through. By your standards, I
mean.
ANGLE ON: Zoe, Gabriela, and JAMIE as they sit around a table
on the perimeter of the party.
ZOE
You're seriously going to look me
in the eye and with a straight face
say that The Mountain Goats are
better than Neutral Milk Hotel?
JAMIE
I don't understand how you think
that there is a definitive answer
to this debate.
ZOE
Because there is, and that answer
is Neutral Milk Hotel.
JAMIE
(laughs)
All I'm trying to say is that The
Mountain Goats have a certain charm
that NMH will never be able to
duplicate.
ZOE
And all I'm trying to say is that
Neutral Milk Hotel is better than
The Mountain Goats in every
conceivable way. Talent, song
writing, hand to hand combat? I'm
going with the Hotel.
GABRIELA
I've always liked -
JAMIE
You're going to say Bright Eyes,
aren't you?
(Gabriela hesitates)
You are, just say it.
Gabriela pouts as Jamie and Zoe just laugh.
JAMIE (cont'd)
It's okay, Gabby. I mean, we all
have our strengths. If I need to
know about some kind of anti-zombie
charm, you're the girl that I go
to. But, and I mean this with as
little offence as possible, I'm not
going to be taking opinions on
music from the girl that tried to
"introduce" me to Blink-182 when I
first signed up with the Council.
Gabriela crosses her hands across her chest.
GABRIELA
Elitist.
JAMIE
Your point?
(to Zoe)
Anyway, if I can drop all shame for
a second, you should listen to this
demo CD of mine, from back in the
day when I was going through this
whole folk thing.
ZOE
Yep, that was pretty shameless.
JAMIE
(grins)
That's how I roll.
ANGLE ON: Skye, as she turns from the C-Squad over toward
ERIKA, who has just excused herself from a group of Slayers.
Skye crosses the room to meet Erika over near a corner.
SKYE
(motioning around her)
So what do you think?
ERIKA
It is all very... overwhelming
Skye. You did not have to go to
this amount of effort.
SKYE
Sofia helped. A lot, actually. As
in I just kind of came up with the
idea and she ran with it.
(beat)
And when I say I 'came up with the
idea,' I mean I just said "we need
to do something nice for Erika so
she doesn't leave."
Erika's expression drops slightly, but she continues to
maintain a smile.
ERIKA
I appreciate the sentiment Skye, I
truly do. But please, you have to
understand my position. Can you at
least acknowledge that I owe it to
my sister to do everything I can
for her before she...
(beat)
I need to make my sister
comfortable before she dies.
Skye takes this all in, looking away from Erika as she
thinks.
SKYE
Under normal circumstances, if you
were a normal girl? Maybe. Hell,
even as a Slayer under as normal as
our circumstances can get, I'd be
there to back you up a hundred per
cent.
Skye takes a deep breath but still can't look at Erika as she
says what she's about to say.
SKYE (cont'd)
But right now, with everything
that's going on? And... I know you
asked me not to say this, but I
have to.
(beat)
We can't afford to lose one of the
best Slayers in the school, no
matter what the circumstances are.
Erika pauses as her muscles tense, and she breaths slowly
before speaking.
ERIKA
I am sorry Skye, but I cannot talk
to you about this right now.
With that, Erika turns, leaving Skye standing alone in the
middle of the party as we CUT TO:
6 INT. CAMPUS - FITZGERALD'S OFFICE - NEXT 6
FITZGERALD sits behind her desk, finishing up the last bits
of a small stack of paper work.
A KNOCK on her open door raises her head, and she smiles at
her guest.
DOUGLAS stands in the doorway. A high ranking watcher in his
50's, his dark hair gives away his age with gray that has
begun to set in. He's fatherly and he has a tension breaking
smile.
FITZGERALD
Douglas? What brings you all the
way down here from London?
DOUGLAS
Nothing good, unfortunately.
Fitzgerald sits up, all business in moments.
FITZGERALD
What is it? Did the Council revisit
their decision regarding Sofia?
Douglas quickly shakes his head.
DOUGLAS
Oh no, nothing like that.
Unfortunately, this is much more
urgent.
Douglas hands Fitzgerald a folder which she opens in front of
her.
Inside is a picture of a BRITISH SLAYER and a snapshot of a
village made up of small houses.
DOUGLAS (cont'd)
We've heard reports of a vampire
attack on a secure Council holding
facility.
FITZGERALD
'Secure facility'? Doug, this is a
farming village.
DOUGLAS
(smiles)
Well, we don't want to exactly
advertise what it is, do we?
(beat)
Anyway, we've lost contact with the
Slayer stationed at the facility
and we're fearing the worst. The
Council requests that you organize
a team of Slayers to investigate
and, if necessary, secure the
facility.
Fitzgerald sets down the folder and looks over at Douglas.
FITZGERALD
A standard field mission? Forgive
me for saying this, Douglas, but
isn't this a job for a Watcher much
below your position within the
Council?
(beat; realization)
Has William retaliated against you?
Douglas shakes his head and laughs slightly.
DOUGLAS
No, nothing of the sort. William
Griffin has bigger problems than me
to worry about at the moment.
(beat)
Let's just say that the recent
trial has made me reevaluate what I
want my position to be at the
Council.
Fitzgerald nods in understanding and begins to flip through
the folder as we CUT TO:
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