Thursday, March 6, 2008

65. Wings - Leslie






  • FADE IN:

  • INT. LEE'S BEDROOM - NIGHT

  • LEE is curled beneath a thick comforter, curled tightly in sleep.

  • A small night light by the bed casts light on his walls, revealing bits of the art deco posters that cover his walls.

  • There is a soft whirring, the sound of feathers on a breeze, and MAAKA appears, wings beating as he flies from one dimension to another.

  • His wings are a glossy white, spreading high above his head, and brushing against the ceiling of the room.

  • Metal armor runs down the center of the wings, following his spine. Delicate runes are engraved into the metal, the letters spinning down his back.

  • He wears a tight shirt and stylish jeans, in odd contrast to the strange armor on his wings.

  • A sword hangs from his waist.

  • He leans over the bed, and places a hand on Lee's forehead.

  • Maaka closes his eyes, and chants.

  • Lee begins to curl up tighter, his sleeping disturbed. He writhes, twisting the covers around him.

  • AMIRI (O.S.)
  • Stop.

  • Maaka's eyes open slowly, and he looks up.

  • AMIRI stands across from him, golden eyes blazing.

  • His dark, black wings are barely visible in the dim light.

  • Maaka nods.

  • MAAKA
  • It's been a while.

  • AMIRI
  • He doesn't belong to you.

  • Maaka smirks.

  • MAAKA
  • You guys are pretty repetitive. Good to see Father blessed you with creativity.

  • AMIRI
  • I've missed you too.

  • Maaka's face softens.

  • MAAKA
  • It's too bad we have to meet like this.

  • AMIRI
  • You know you can just leave.

  • MAAKA
  • You know I won't. There's no returning.

  • AMIRI
  • He took me back.

  • MAAKA
  • Traitor.

  • AMIRI
  • Please, step away.

  • Maaka pulls his sword.

  • Amiri responds by pulling the sword strapped to his back.

  • It is a deeper black than his wings, silver runes tracing its edges.

  • Amiri quickly touches Lee and Lee stirs, slowly waking up.

  • He looks sleepily around the room, seeing nothing that would have caused him to wake up.

  • Maaka lowers his sword and pushes Amiri away from the bed.

  • They duel, Maaka easily forcing Amiri into a corner.

  • AMIRI
  • Lee, talk to Father!

  • Lee looks around, half asleep, then closes his eyes, blearily trying to pray.

  • The moment his lip's move, Amiri's sword ignites with a strange fire, the runes glowing amber.

  • Maaka blanches, and fights harder.

  • Amiri, holds him off, looking up.

  • AMIRI
  • Father, Mother.

  • Light swirls around him, and he forces Maaka back with his flaming weapon.

  • Maaka fights harder, trying to shield his faced from Amiri's sword. His eyes swirl with fear and hatred.

  • AMIRI
  • I'm sorry brother.

  • Amiri gather's light into his open palm, and with a powerful flurry of his wings propels the flame towards Maaka.

  • Maaka watches with horror, attempting to dodge, but the light engulfs him, and he shrieks in pain as he is forced from the room, disappearing into parallel dimensions.

  • Amiri slowly lowers the sword and walks to the bed.

  • Lee is still attempting to mumble a prayer.

  • AMIRI
  • Good enough, good enough.

  • He touches Lee's head, and Lee shakes his head, discouraged and pulls himself under the covers, trying to fall back into sleep.

  • Amiri stores his sword, and raises his wings over the bed, quietly chanting as the night fades on.

  • FADE TO BLACK.


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