FACTIONS

Near the end of WWIII…2086…the past…

5/5

(Screen flashes and shows a Warhead Base)

(General comes out of building)

Gen: Ahh…

(Sniffs the air, looks at lieutenant 1)

Gen: Beautiful isn’t it…

(Lt.1 Just sort of looks around)

Gen: So peaceful and, quiet…just as it should be, for the End is near.

(Explosion)

(Alarms sound)

(Sov’s are all getting ready)

Gen: he he, soon will we have VICTORY! THE END IS NEAR!!!

Army: RAAAAAAAAAAARRRHHHHHHHH…

(Soldiers running)

(L.P.D’s shooting at Soldiers)

Army: Let’s go, GO!!!…Shoom-KOOM…AAAGGHHH!!!…Shoomkoom…Ahhh…SSH KOOOM…Raaahgg…KEEP FIRING!!!…Shhh-

(Brad sees a laser coming for him)

Brad: RAAAAhhh…

(Brad jumps)

(KRAKKKOOOOM)

(Brad lands and rolls over)

Brad: Uhh…

(Shoots a few times)

Army: Watch those…Shhh…L.P.D’s!!!…KOOOOM…New enemy branch spotted at 0014…SSSSHHHH…KKRAKAAKOOOM…Piiof…piof, pioff… send for

Reinforcements!…pioff, uh…pi-pioff, ahhh…

1guy: There’s to many of ‘em…w…we have to retreat!

Brad: NO! KEEP FIGHTING!!!

2guy: but those L.P.D.’s!

radio: …fshff..Ireheart?…do you read me, Fireheart are you there?

(Picks up radio)

Brad: What is it General?

radio: I need you to assemble an attack team, try and take out those L.P.D.’s…

Brad: Yes sir…

(puts away radio)

Brad: You and you, come with me.

2guy: We can’t leave now, we need to secure the area!

(Sovs hit a couple guys

(U.S.A’s Keep shooting)

(1guy is loading his weapon)

Brad: Let me have that Nitrous pack.

1guy: What?

Brad: Just give it.

(Brad takes it, rips it open and throws it by a group of Sov’s)

(It leaves a little trail of solid Nitro)

(Brad fires at the trail, it sparks a flame that follows the path until it hits the rest of the pack)
(EXPLOSION! Sov’s blow up)

(One Sov lands by Brad)

(Brad takes off the Sov’s I.D. and puts it on himself)

Brad: Now we can leave.

2guy: There’s no way we can get more then a couple shots off!

(Picks up the Sov’s weapon)

Brad: We only need a couple.

(Brad running towards launch base)

(Bunch of Sovys running around doing stuff, Gen just stands there)

(Gen. Walks to a Sov)

Gen: Where’s Admiral Whilch?

Sov1: Uh, I don’t know sir.

Gen: Find HIM!!!

Sov1: Yes sir.

Gen: Idiot.

(SSHH-Koom…Piof, poiff)

(Brad shoots a few Sov’s)

(L.P.D. scans Brad, recognizes him as the Sovy, doesn’t fire)

(Brad sets his weapon to its max setting)

(Fires three times blows up the L.P.D.)

(The other L.P.D. turns toward Brad)

(Brad jumps out of the way of the shot)

(The 2 guy shoots at it. It blows too)

(Brad tosses 2 guy the I.D. badge)

(A 3^rd L.P.D. scans 2guy, while Brad and 1guy shoot some more Sovys)

Brad: Get Out of THERE!!!

(The L.P.D. gets ready to fire)

Brad: It’s going to FIRE!!!

(2guy fires at it so does Brad)

(It fires at 2guy, and blows up)

(General watches as the L.P.D. Explodes)

(Admiral Wilch comes)

Ad. W: You wanted to speak to me General?

Gen: Yes, how can I…ah,…

(Pulls out a gun points it at Ad’s head)

Gen: Give me your ignition key.

Ad. W: Lt.!

(Lt. puts a gun to Gen’s head)

Gen: he he he, You think this is what will stop us? You think this is all it will take?

(Other Sovys come to help the Ad.)

Gen: We are tired of your petty battles, your little wars

(Scene changes)

(Brad goes over to 2guy)

…but no longer… No more fights, no more death

(2guy is a charcoal skeleton)

…There is a new Democracy on the horizon,

(Brad is stunned)

and no longer will we be denied our Judgement!

(Scene changes back to General holding his gun)

Gen: The End is near Admiral…in more ways then one. HAIL ROMCHOVE!!!

(ECA’s come out)

(An ECA shoots the Lt.)

(Gen kills Ad.)

(ECA’s and SOV’s fight)

(Brad sees Explosions inside base)

Brad: What?

1guy: FIREHEART!!!

(Brad looks at 1guy who is fighting a bunch of Sovys)

(1guy gets shot)

Brad: No!

(Brad runs over shoots the other Sovs)

Brad: No, no…

(Brad knocks 1guy around)

Brad: stay with me…I’m getting you some help.

(Brad pulls out a radio)

Brad: General!?…You there?…Do you copy?

Radio: <Who are you? State you’re regiment!>

Brad: They’ve taken over central command. How? They didn’t even know we were coming.

1guy: Th…They must h-have known.

Brad: How could they have known…unless…

(More Sovys come)

(Brad picks up 1guy starts walking)

Brad: RETREAT!!! RETREAT!!!…IT WAS A SETUP!!!

(Gen on the ground searching the Ad. for the ignition key)

(He finds it, he pulls out a Laser and cuts off the Ad’s hand)

(Then he grabs the Ad’s I.D. badge and heads toward a building inside the base)

(He gets there and goes to a control panel by the door puts in the code that he got off the badge, with the hand that he got off the Ad.)

(Computer scans the fingerprints and the door opens)

(The Gen takes off his I.D. and puts on Ad’s I.D. so the computers scan him as Ad.)

(Gen goes in the door)

(Gen pushing a bunch of controls puts in one key)

(Lt.1 comes in, pulls out a gun)

Lt.1: Get back from the launch controls General.

Gen: Go away.

(Gen goes to the other key hole)

Lt.1: NOW, General!

Gen: I don’t think, you understand what I’m doing here.

(Gen reaches for his gun)

Lt.1: I’ll shoot!

Gen: No…

(Gen turns around with gun)

Gen: I’ll shoot.

Lt.1: What you’re doing…it’s… it’s Suicide!

Gen: Not if we evacuate in time…besides, I picked a great spot to start our nuclear

Strike…

(Pushes a button)

(Map Display shows world, zooms in on the East Coast of North America)

Gen: The White House…

Lt.1: You’ll start a nuclear fallout…you’ll kill us all!

(Gen glares at Lt.1)

Gen: Well,…I’ll kill you.

(Gen shoots)

(Lt.1 gets hit in the head, shoots at Gen right when it happens)

(Gen gets hit in the chest, puts the other key in)

(Sets his gun at the lowest setting, aims it at the other key)

Gen: h…Hail Romchove…

(Shoots the key at the same time he turns the other key)

Gen: The end is here.

(Pushes the launch button)

(Nuclear missile launches)

(Everybody sees it)

2093…the present…

5/10

ECA1: Bring forth the Prisoners!

(Drum rolls)

(Guards push the Prisoners out of the crowd)

ECA1: With the charges of stealing ammunition, and defying ECA officers. These three, by order of Lord Romchove…shall be severely punished.

(The prisoners are strapped to metal chairs a part of a big machine)

ECA1: Carry out the order.

(Executioner throws the switch…nothing happens)

ECA1: Proceed when ready…

(Executioner tries again still nothing happens)

ET: It must be a short.

(Guy goes to check, sees that the cord’s broken)

ET: What the…

(Lifts up the ends)

ET: It’s been cut.

(Something (B) gets ET)

ET: Ahh…

(Ex Goes back to see what happened to the cord)

(Ex sees E Tech tied down with a gag)

ET: mmph…mm…

(Ex gets tied up too, Ex sort of screams)

ECA1: What’s going on back there?

(B takes Ex’s gun, then goes to a control system behind, sets a remote mine there)

ECA1: ANSWER ME!

(ECA Flag gets shot with a phaser, flag falls to the ground in flames)

ECA1: Rebels…

(B setting some more mines)

ECA1: SHOW YOURSELF!…

(B starts cutting the straps off the guys from the back)

ECA1: SHOW YOURSELF TRAITER!!!

(Eca1 looks around for a guy)

ECA1: Or do you fear me…You Coward!…You should be!… if you don’t come out from hiding.

(B cutting second guy free)

ECA1: Not coming out? Then You’ve made a great error, and for that you shall pay.

(B almost done setting the last guy free)

(The last guy is in a cloack ,or robe)

(Eca1 talks to anther guy, guy nods his head)

(Behind them talking B pulls the last guy away)

ECA1: Since you do not listen, these men’s blood will be spilled...

(ECA1 and guy turn around but just before they do the last guy is back)

ECA2: Which should I…?

ECA1: I don’t care choose any one of them.

(ECA2 tries to decide finally he chooses the last guy)

(puts his gun to the last guys head takes off the straps)

(Sets the last guy down on the ground kneeling before ECA1)

ECA1: he he, you fools…Where is your Savoir NOW!

(View changes you see that the last guy is really behind the Ex-chairs…helping the other guys out

(Eca2 knocks B down, makes him kneel)

(B sees the other set free and start running away)

Crowd: LOOK! There FREE!

(Both Eca 1 and 2 look at the prisoners)

(B Rips out a boa-stick knocks the gun out of ECA2’s hand knocks ECA1 down)

ECA1: Argh…SHOOT HIM!…

(ECA2 scrambles for his gun)

(Other Ecas shoot and miss)

(B runs through the crowd throws off the robe, other Eca’s try to follow him)

(Other Ecas stop ECA2 comes to see what they’re doing)

ECA2: Why did you…

(They lift up his cloack, robe, whatever)

(ECA2 is mad says stuff to other Ecas in the distance)

(B pulls out the mine detonator)

(B turns you see that he was really Brent)

(Brent pushes the trigger button)

(The whole Excutioning thing blows)

ECA1: NO!!!…

(Debris flies around ECA1)

A small Radio station…

3/13

(You see a bunch antique records on the wall)

K: You listening to Q94.5 one of the few stations left that is not under ECA control. That’s right my friend we take your requests. So, keep sending them to us…Our last song for this little time slot is an anonymous request for a personal favorite of mine…Alright, Alright?…This is the big ‘K’ signing off…

(He puts in the song it starts playing)

(He drinks a cup of something sort of hums with the song)

(Gets up from his desk, walks out of the radio box)

K: You’re up Rich.

R: Thanks Kyle, Oh by the way…I think there’s a little situation, you need to check up on.

K: Where?

R: In the ‘office’.

K: I’ll see what’s going on.

(Kyle goes to the ‘Office’)

K: What is it Porter?

(Goes to a guy in a chair in front of a big computer screen)

P: Wha? Kyle I’m glad you’re here… I stumbled across some kind of a signal…I think it might be Eastern but I can’t get a trace on it...

K: You mind?

P: Uhh, No! Ofcourse not.

(Gets out of the chair)

P: Take it.

(Kyle starts typing)

K: Well, it’s defiantly…ECA…Usually you can’t trace these with…a simple…coordinate check, but if I reverse the signal’s polarity…I might

(Screen bleeps, zooms in)

P: Well, score one for the big guy.

K: Hmm, some kind of an Archives, maybe…

P: Archives? You mean like were the store there information?

K: Info, Weapons, Ammunition, you name it.

P: Ho, if we could get our hands on some of this right now…

K: We’d be dead… lets not get to far ahead of the game yet, we first need to find out specifically what’s in there, before we even think about sending over a retrieval…

(The other guy, comes in with the last guy)

K: …team?

P: Where’s Carter?

Other guy: uhh…

Last guy: What a rush.

Meanwhile, not too far away…

3/16

(Carter running though the forest)

(Gets caught on a few branches, trips, gets up, keeps going)

(Stops looks around)

C: Now where did he…?

(Brent drops before Carter, jumping out of a tree or something)

C: AAHHH…

(Carter stumbles back and falls again)

B: What do you want?

C: uhh…

(Extends his hand out as a greeting)

C: Carter…J…Jacob…Carter…I didn’t get to thank you back there.

B: Your welcome.

C: I’m with a new defiance group…I just want to…Talk…

B: Yah, well I don’t.

(Brent takes a gun from the Jacobs coat, throws it down)

C: No really I…I heard you were working for…with the Radical’s Guild.

B: We’ve met.

C: Well, I was thinking maybe you could…

B: What? Work for you…forget it.

(Brent walks away, Carter tries to stop him)

C: …you wouldn’t be working really, just training soldiers or something. Showing them your skills…The resistance could use a guy like you.

B: Why would I want to help the resistance?

C: I thought you were against the Eastern Coalition…

B: I don’t want to get involved!

C: You all ready have!

(They both sort of stop, then Brent leaves)

C: Your blowing away a great opportunity.

Back in a certain radio station…

5/21

(Kyle still working on the big Computer, Porter’s beside him)

K: Hmm…

(Porter takes a drink out of his cup)

P: You getting anything?

K: …no…

P: What’s that than?

(Porter points to the screen)

K: …what?

P: That.

(Porter points at the screen again)

K: Don’t touch the screen.

P: I wasn’t going to touch the…

K: Relay dish.

P: What?

K: That thing you were pointing at, it’s a relay dish.

(Porter leans back in his seat takes another drink)

K: …One of ours actually…it’s what helps us pick up the signals.

(They look at eachother and then back at the screen)

K: We need a Relay dish, to scan all of this…

P: Oh… Sort of like a satellite, on the ground.

(Kyle glares at Porter. Porter just stares at the screen and drinks some more)

P: You know I really appreciate this.

K: …what?

(Porter gets up to get some more to drink)

P: …You , helping me out…teaching me stuff…

K: Oh, don’t worry about it.

P: No really…

(Pours some more drink into his cup)

P: …I…I really enjoy it…

(Rich comes in)

R: You guys figure it out?

K&P: What?

R: Whatever it is that…

P: Oh yeah. Well, that signal…it really was coming from some kind of ECA …?

K: Archives, I think.

P: Archives, that’s it.

R: You mean, like where they keep their weapons? …Battle plans.

K: We’re checking it out right now.

(Porter lifts up the pitcher)

P: Drink?

R: …no…

K: …wait a sec…WAIT A SECOND!

P: Hmm?

R: What is it?

P: …well, if I…maybe…I don’t know…

(Carter busts in)

C: Hey guys, why is it that I…?!

(Knocks the pitcher out of Porters hand, and stuff gets on Porter)

P: ahh…

(Carter looks at Porter nervously)

C: I…

P: You.

C: I think I should, leave.

(Carter leaves)

P: AARGHH…

(Porter drying himself off with a towel)

K: …Okay I’ve found it.

R: Alright.

K: I’m into the system, and it looks like they can’t trace me.

R: What kinds of weapons do they…?

K: Hold on…there.

R: Whoe…

(Shows a bunch of weapons)

R: This is nice…can you get closer to that section…

(Kyle Zooms in the screen)

R: …there. Hmm we could defiantly use one of those.

P: So how are going to do this?…Even Ash can’t just walk in there and…

K: Well, all we really need is to get the information.

R: No, what we Really need our some more Firearms, we’ve been running low for too long!

P: But they’ll notice they are missing…with the info they can’t know.

K: Listen, Rich…we can’t get the weapons we need from there…but, we can download their schematics…

R: And upgrade our old ones.

P: So we send someone in, get him to download the information off there highly classified computers.

K: No…I’ll download the info. Once she’s in the computer she’ll connect up a relay dish. Relaying the connection back to me.

P: Allowing you to do the dirty work.

K: From the comfort of my own desk.

R: Okay, so when are we going to pull this thing off.

K: …Tonight.

That night, at the Archives…

20/46

(A bunch of ECAs walking around and a bunch of tanks and stuff outside)

(Two ECA guards talking standing in front of the access door at the Archives)

(A tech walks by them in uniform slides key, one of the guards glance at Tech)

(Tech then walks in the door the other guard doesn’t even notice her)

(Brent is on the roof of the Archives)

(The Tech goes to the Storage room to get some equipment)

(ECA’s walking around Tech, sort of ignoring Tech)

(Tech starts walking down a hallway, ECA’s are every where))

(Back to where Kyle, Porter, and other guy are)

(Kyle is watching it on his screen)

K: Come on…Okay it’s in that room, turn left.

(Tech turns left)

(Goes to a door, opens it, goes in the room, closes it)

(Does some stuff fixes a couple wires goes by an interface, hooks up a relay dish on the under side of the interface control panel)

K: Okay, I’m in…

P: Sweet.

(Porter drinks some liquid out of his cup)

(Tech goes back to the storage room starts putting some stuff up)

(Brent falls before the Tech, grabs tech)

(Tech whips out a gun, points it at Brent)

K: What the…

Other guy: That’s him!

P: What?

Other guy: Carter, take a look at this.

(Carter comes over)

C: Wha…that’s Brent, the guy who saved us.

(Brent kicks it out from her hand, then pulls out a knife)

P: Not good.

K: He thinks Ash is an ECA.

C: Really not good.

(Brent pointing knife at tech)

B: Don’t move…take off your mask…and give it to me…

(Ash takes it off)
B: You’re a…aawwhh…

(Kyle types a bunch of buttons)

K: Ash this is the guy who saved Carter…he’s on our side…

(Brent comes closer looks at her COM system)

B: What’s this you’re wired?

(Brent rips out her wires)

B: Not anymore.

(A part of Kyle’s screen goes blank)

K: Aww!

P: He’s on our side, huh?

(Kyle glares)

(Brent looking over Ash)

B: Where’s your…?

(Brent takes the I.D. off of Ash)

A: I don’t know who you think you are…

B: Shhh, remember…I’m the one with the knife.

(Brent looks at the badge)

B: Micah Braun? I’m not exactly fluent in Russian-German, but isn’t Micah a guy’s name?

(Brent shakes his head, sort of smiles)

B: Who are you really?
A: My name is Ashka Kravinov, I am apart of a new defiance group…

B: You’re a piece of work you know that?

A: I really am…I’m undercover…

(Brent goes to get a ladder)

B: Even if you were a part of an undercover defiance mission, that doesn’t mean I’m on your side.

A: I thought you were against the Eastern Coali…

(Brent starts climbing up the ladder)

B: Yah, a lot of people do.

A: You’re not?

(Brent starts messing with a camera)

B: Put you’re mask back on…

A: What?

B: Just do it.

(Brent jams his knife in the surveillance cam, it sparks and stuff)

B: I say we got about…45 seconds…

(ECA’s walk down the hall to the room to see what happened to the cam)

(They open the door to find two ECA techs working on it, one tech sort of waves)

ECA3: They got that covered let’s go.

(They leave and close the door)

(Ash takes off her mask)

A: Why did you do that?

B: Just jamming up there camera…making sure they didn’t get any footage of our faces…you being an undercover spy…

A: You, believe me?

B: Like you know anything about electronics, he he…do you know a Jacob Carter?

A: Yes, actually he’s apart of our group.

B: Figures.

A: You were the guy who saved him, weren’t you.

B: Looks that way.

(Brent gets down from what he was on to reach the cam)

B: I’m finished up here…but I’ve gotta get what I came for.

(Picks up a rope loops it around his belt)

A: And that would be…?

B: You can follow me, if you want.

(Brent lifts up a ceiling panel goes in it)

(Ash hesitates, then goes)

(Kyle’s computer downloading)

K: Almost down downloading… You think Ash will be Ok?

C: Oh yah, Brent’s good…real good…

K: That’s what I’m worried about.

(Brent and Ashka are walking on the cat walks)

(They reach the end of the Cat walk)

A: Oh this is great.

B: Stay there.

(Brent shakes a pipe, then grabs climbs on to it and crawls upside down on it)

(Brent stops, removes the panel below him, looks to see if there are any ECAs, pulls the rope from his belt, ties it around the pipe, and descends into the room below. Brent lets go of the rope, drops without a sound)

(Brent sees all of the weapons)

B: Jackpot.

(Brent grabs a gun, bullets, small phaser, knife he sticks in his shoe, and mines)

(Brent hears something, turns and aims his gun, to the open panel)

(Ash jumps through the hole, Brent puts his gun back)

A: I’m staying with you.

(Brent looks surprised at first, then comes back to normal)

A: This is why you’re here? To steal a couple weapons?

B: Well the knife’s to replace my old one, but the rest I’ll sell to the highest bidder.

A: Wha…?

B: You know how much a guy can make off of some state o’ the art ECA weaponry?

(Ash just kind of looks at him)

B: I guess you wouldn’t…anyway a lot, and that’s an understatement. If I were you I’d take a something back to your Faction group, they could learn from this.

A: I don’t think so.

B: Oh that’s right your downloading those schematics…You don’t need to go back there or anything do you?

A: No, the relay dish will self destruct when Kyle logs out…
B: That’s real smart you know, rigging the equipment to blow itself…destroying their main computer…Except…

A: Except what?

B: The explosion, It might…I don’t know, give away that we’re here!

A: We should be long gone before the fireworks start.

B: Well, then…I suggest we leave…now

(They put there masks on)

A: We should split up, if one of us gets caught…

B: You go out the way you came.

A: Are you sure?

B: Don’t worry about me, Go.

(They go separate ways)

(Kyle and Porter down-loading the info Some guy and Other guy watching)

(Rich comes over)

R: We need to hurry this up…

K: 95%…just a couple more min.

(Porter has a cup in his hand)

R: Any word from Ashka.

(Porter drinks some)

P: The lines are still down, I…I just hope she’ll make it out.

(Porter drinks some more)

(Other guy looks at it)

P: You want some, there’s a whole pitcher over…

Other guy: No.

(Porter drinks some more)

(Guy comes in a door to the room where Ash set the Relay dish)
(Goes to a terminal, you see the Relay dish)

K: Wait what’s this?…

(They look at Kyle)

K: Oh no, someone’s coming over to the access terminal…

P: You think it’s Ash?

K: I doubt it, why would she…

(Screen flashes, does weird stuff)

K: rrrhhh…They’ve found our link,…they’re trying to disable it…

P: How could they?…

Otherguy: Have they found the Dish?…

K: No…I don’t think so…I’m trying to stay on, but…there trying to track us!…we need to get off…Now!

(Ash is walking down a hall alarms going off, Eca’s running everywhere, getting guns)

(Ash walks by a door something inside the room blows up, it was the relay dish)

(There are flames everywhere inside the room one Eca tries to get out)

(Ash keeps walking a little faster now)

(Outside a few Ecas see the chaos, people running everywhere)

(A gen. Comes up)
(The Ecas salute him stand at attention)

Eca1: Status.

ECA Lt.: General, there has been an Explosion in the Archives, it appear to have started in a small terminal, but it could have damaged the Base’s Computer core, we aren’t sure yet if it’s…

Eca1: Rebels.

(Eca turns you see it’s the same guy that was at the Execution)

Eca1: Secure the area! I want everyone who leaves the building to be scanned…Some

one will be punished for this…PROCEED!

ECA Lt.: Yes sir.

(ECA Lt. And others start grabbing everyone who leaves)

(Brent was watching Eca1 from the roof)

B: …Ashka…

(Ash is put with a bunch of other people)

Eca1: Regiment ASSEMBLE!

(Ecas start getting in a line standing at attention)

(Eca1 starts inspecting all of the Ecas )

Eca1: There has been a…situation, which is…most unfortunate…Somehow, the main computer core, has been destroyed, anyone know how that happened…

Eguy: I do sir…It was a one of those Resistence groups sir.

Eca1: Yes, but how would a Resistence group be able to gain access to such an important area?
(Eguy just stands there)

Eca1: HOW?!

(Eca1 beats Eguy, Eguy falls to the ground)
Eguy: Aarrhh…ehh…I d-don’t know…sir…

Eca1: You don’t know? I’ll tell you how…by impersonating an ECA officer…

(Eca1 starts walking by the line)

Eca1: Or by having a helper, an ECA informer, in our base. You wouldn’t know anything about that would you?
Eguy2: No sir.

Eguy3: Excuse me sir…

Eca1: What?

Eguy3: It may not have been a sabotage, it could have just been a system failure…

Eca1: Really?…Or you’re trying to covering up the fact that you are apart of the group.

Eguy3: No, sir I was simply stating that…

Eca1: SILENCE!

(Eca1 grabs and twists the guy arm, it breaks open)

Eca1: Take him away…I’ll deal with him later…

(ECA Lt. Takes him away)
Eca1: Some one here is a spy and traitor to the Eastern Coalition, and I intend to find who they are…

(The view changes you can see the roof where Brent was earlier, but now he’s gone)

Eca1: …It could be any one of you…any ones of you…

(Eca1 glares at Ash who still has her mask on)

Eca1: Take that off…

(Ash just stands there)

Eca1: Take that off, NOW!

(Eca1 pulls out a weapon)

(Brent shoots it out of the Eca1’s hand)

B: Heard you’re looking for me.

(Brent has his gun pointed at the Eca1, a bunch of other Ecas pull out there guns)

B: Uh uh uh, If you shoot…

(Brent turns his gun so it points at the container he has in the other hand)

B…I shoot and, then we all blow sky high…

(Brent sort of shakes the container in his other hand)

B: This is Nitro right?…Guess we could always test it…

(Brent shoots the pile of containers where he got his)

(BRRRAAAACKCOOOMMMM)

B: Always did want to go out in a blaze of glory.

(Eca1 stares at Brent as Brent stares back)

Eca1: Everyone…ahh, drop you’re weapons…

(Eca1 start reaching for his knife)

Eca1: So we meet at last…I finally get to meet the rebel who has been fowling up my plans, for so long...the one I’m destined to, KILL

B: Spare me the spooky talk, I’ve never seen you before…Well, maybe once or twice.

Eca2: What do you want?
(Brent turns and points his gun at Eca2)

B: You stay out of this…This is between me and Smiley here.

(Brent turns back to look at Eca1, but he’s thrown a knife at Brent allready)

(Brent stops the knife with handle of his gun, right in front of his face)

B: Touché.

(Ash starts sneaking out)

B: Okay…now you’ve done it…

(Brent sort of looks over the knife in his gun handle)

B: …now you’ve gone and made me mad…

(Ash is getting out)

(Brent points his gun at Eca1)

B: Let’s see, I have at least three shots in here…Hmm…

(Brent cocks his gun)

B: Yah…I’ll shoot ya…

(Brent shoots one of Eca1’s legs, Eca1 falls to the ground, Everybody puts up guns)

B: I’ve still got this…Oh heck…

(Brent tosses the container at a group of Ecas closest to the Exit,, they blow up)

(Everyone starts shooting, Brent runs into the Fire where the Ecas are roasting)Message From the editor

Do not copy anything off this page! Violators willbe procicuted!

(The flames quickly evaporate, and mainly smoke is left)

(Eca’s follow him)

(Eca1 gets up and starts edging his way toward the gate)

Eguy5: Where is he?

Eguy6: THERE!
(Eguy6 points at Brent who is climbing the fence, they shoot, Brent jumps into the tower)

(The ECAs are still shooting)

B: Which one…uh,…

(Slams his hand on one button, Alarms go off)

B: No…

(Hits another one and it gives him controle of an L.P.D.)

B: Hmm…

(It scans a bunch of Eca’s, Brent pushes another button, it shoots the Ecas it scanned)

B: Nice…

(Brent is looking at another button, he pushes it)

B: …There you are

(The gates start to open, An Eca comes up the stairs, shoots at Brent, Brent jumps out)

(Slides down the side of the tower, Brent runs and shoots a few Ecas)

(Slow motion)

(Brent sees the gate, few guys shoot at him Brent gets hit by one bullet to the shoulder)

(So he gets behind a bunch of crates, Holding his shoulder in pain he gets ready to run)
(Eca1 is watching Brent pulls out a weapon, and loads it)

(Brent goes for it, shooting and screaming the whole way)

(Eca1 aims,…Brent dodges Explosions…Eca1 pushes a few buttons…)

(Brent is almost there…Eca1 shoots…it hits Brent’s back…and shoots again)

(Brent laying on the ground in a little pool of blood, Eca1 comes up to him)

Eca1: He he…Put him with the others…If he’s not dead yet…he soon will be…

(They pick Brent up he moans in agony, they place him in an Eca truck, close the back)

(Ecas get it in it drives out the gait, Ash is watching from a distance, she sees the truck with Brent in it, Brent sees her, Ash is stunned, one tear drop slowly rolls down her face)

Early The next morning…

4/45

(Kyle typing on his computer, and as always Porter right beside him)

(Carter comes in…)

C: Oh, Kyle…You’re up early.

K: I never slept…

C: Oh…

(Porter looks at him)

P: …Carter don’t you need to get to your morning show.

C: No I’ve still got a few min…

P: Kyle?…Was the info worth the trouble?

K: I’m checking up on that…

C: Have you two heard any word from Ashka?

K: No…not yet…

C: Hmm…

(Ash bursts in)

A: They’ve got him…They’ve got Brent…

K: Ash?

C: Who has him?

K: Well at least he didn’t hurt you.
A: I…I couldn’t…he saved me Kyle…

P: He?

A: Brent saved me…he…

P: I’ll go get Des…

A: No…I’m fine…

K: You sure you’re okay?

A: Yah, I just need to…sit down, clear my mind…

C: What happened to Brent?

A: He got captured by the ECA…He got shot…I-It’s my fault…

(Porter comes in with Des)

D: Ash, just hold still…

A: No, I don’t need this…

(Ash pulls her self out)

D: You could use some rest…

A: Yah, I’m just worn out that’s all…

(They start to leave)

(Rich comes in)

R: Ash, you alright?

D: She’ll be fine…

(Des leaves with Ash)

R: Kyle, heard you were down here…

(Goes to him)

R: So did we get what we need?

K: I’ve been trying to put together the Information we did receive…

C: We have to save him...

R: What? Who?

C: Kyle, don’t you think we owe him, he’s saved about half our core group.

K: I don’t know…I…

(Kyle keeps typing)

R: What are you talking about Jake?

C: Brent. He saved Ash, now the ECAs caught him…

R: Ah, serves the thief right…It’s amazing he didn’t get caught long ago.

P: I don’t know from what I’ve heard he…seems okay…

R: Porter!, listen to yourself, you actually think it’s a good idea to attack an ECA Army just to free, one guy…?

P: It’s not an Army, We’d be trying to free him from a prison, or work camp…

C: We could get help from some other Factions…

R: I’m sorry, but we can’t afford the risk of wasting ammunition, or men on some blind crusade…We’re a Resistance group, I’m not going to send any one off unless it’ll give us a tactical advantage.

K: YES!…

R: Wha…?

P: Oh, he does this all the time just ignore him.

K: No, guys come here…

(They come)

K: It looks like I’ve located the Information, the mission was a success.

C: At what price?

Four days later…

10/55

(A truck drives into this Prison camp)

(Brent opens his eyes)

G: You awake buddy?

(Brent sits up he’s been bandaged)

G: You feeling okay?
B: Uh, I’m still a little sore…

G: Well, you should be you took three bullet wounds a few days ago…

(Brent looks at himself)

B: …I’ve been…?

G: Bandaged…Looks like you’ll be making a speedy recovery…

B: Did you…do this?

G: Me? Oh no…You were treated by ECA personal…

B: Why?

(Brent gets up slowly)

G: What do you mean?…We’re all here for the same reason…

(Brent goes to the window that’s barred up)

G: …to work.

(He sees a bunch of people working like slaves, others are running with ECA soldiers behind them, one guy is tied in between to poles and is being whipped with something that resembles a Cat ‘o’ nine tails)

B: What is this place?

G: Some kind of Prison camp, for fugitives, Radicals, and so on…

(Brent sees he has some kind of guantlets on his hands, so does G)

G: I’m sure it has some kind of, Specific name, but we call it "Shadows of Death ", because that’s what it is…and the your only hope for redemption is in a casket.

(Brent is just staring out the window, G looks at Brent)

G: We’d be out there to but, you’re injured, and I’m supposed to take of you. So sit down, before they see you and we both have to go back to work.
B: Those people, they…what are they building?

G: No one knows, or at least most of us don’t…we just do what we’re told…if you don’t they, punish you…

(Brent lies back on the bed, holds himself painfully)

B: …did…d-did they take out…the bullets?

G: I think so…
(Brent sort of smiles)

B: Uh, it’s not very comfortable…

G: Believe me, Comfort is the last thing you have to worry about…

(Door slides open)

Guard: Prisoner 01-405…

B: Huh?

G: But...it’s to early…He’s still recovering…

Guard: Prisoner 01-405…Come!…

(G starts getting Brent up)

Guard: He’s coming…

(Brent sits up)

Guard: COME!

(Guard presses trigger it makes Brent’s cuffs shock him)

B: Aarrghh…

(Brent falls to the floor, starts getting up)

(Guard knocks him back down, puts a small Electro-magnetic rod in between Brent’s Gauntlets, It acts a handcuff, Brent can’t move his hands, Guard picks up Brent takes him away, Brent sees G cowering in fear, they leave the door closes)

(Brent walks through the halls with the guard holding him, He passes a few guards goofing off, some guards stare at him)

(Brent gets thrown threw a door, hits the ground, sort of slides on the cement, couldn’t stop himself from falling with his hands behind his back)

Dr.V: You feel Anxious, No?…

(A spot light shines on Brent, but everywhere else is dark)

Dr.V: A disorienting buzz of danger. A current of Fear and shock, which slithers its way threw your consciousness…It makes you want to crawl out of your skin, No?…It is a feeling I know to well…All of us do…

(Dr.V comes into the light, so does a few guards)

Dr.V: You do not need to be overly concerned,

(the guards pick Brent up set him on a table, Brent tries to struggle)

Dr.V: …my principal doesn’t want you dead yet…

(They start strapping Brent’s hands down)
Dr.V: …or even broken.

(They strap his legs down)
Dr.V: …he merely wishes that I test the limits of your endurance…

(They put the rest of the straps on)

Dr.V: Both physical…

(They place cords on Brent to monitor him and, a band around his head)

Dr.V: and mental…

B: …a…a-ash…ka…

(Dr.V goes to him)

Dr.V: What was that? Trying to tell me something…I’m sorry but ever since your initial shock, you should have been rendered, speechless…most intriguing…

(Dr.V pushes on a panel)

Dr.V: I am presently manipulating your electromagnetic field, to amplify your feelings…

(Dr.V looks at Brent)

Dr.V: In short you could be experiencing some pain…

(Dr. looks back to his screen pushes some more stuff, Brent is in silent agony)

Dr.V: Memory is one of the most powerful weapons of torture. Everyone is burdened by some mistakes…or regrets…even failures. They are like demons who haunt our souls… shadows of our past waiting to be recalled, so they can torment us…anguish us far more then any living man.

(Dr.V Looks at Brent in the face)
Dr.V: Who, or What plagues you Brent Fireheart?

(Dr.V turns something on, smiles at Brent, Brent is freaked out, Hallway shot, Screams)

Same time…different place…

5/60

(Porter flying threw a holographic world)

P: YAAAAHHHhhh…Whoooee…You know Kyle, I was thinking…Maybe this wasn’t the best idea after all…

K: Weren’t you the one who jumped at the idea of taking a holographic trip into cyberspace?…besides it’s the only way to retrieve the information…

P: I thought we had the info…

K: We do, but now we have to figure out how to release it, crack the code…you understand anything I’m saying?

P: Yah, I guess…

K: Okay well, hold on…You should be arriving to the file system soon…

P: Kyle?

K: Yah?

P: I think I found it…

(Porter is in front of a huge system)

K: Incredible…I knew it was going to be massive, but…it is so complex…

P: It is amazing isn’t it…

K: The worlds best minds working together…For one goal…

P: That is one advantage the ECA have…a seemingly endless supply of resources…

K: Hopefully though…after today, we will too…

(Porter just staring at the large structure)

K: I think you should launch the receiver now Porter…

(Porter launches it)

K: But be careful…A file this sophisticated is bound to have some kind protection programs installed…

(A bunch of holographic Cyber-soldiers come out of a porthole in the structure)

P: I hate it when you’re right.

K: Just what I feared…anti-viral programs! Break off the Interface Porter!

(The Cyber-Sovys start shooting at Porter)

K: …Get out of there!

(Porter trying to dodge them)

P: Not yet, the longer I stay on-line, the more time you have to break the password!

K: Listen to me, Holographic projections or not…those things can kill!

P: Don’t fret over me, you break that CODE!

(They shoot the equipment Porter is wearing)
P: Aarrghh…

K: PORTER!…They’ve cut power to the interface!…

(Porter spinning around equipment sparking)

K: Porter do you hear me? If you don’t phase out soon you could be trapped in there Forever!!! Porter? PORTER!!!

(Kyle rips the helmet from Porters head, machine starts blowing)

K: Shoot!…You okay…

(Porter gets up, Rich comes in)

P: Yah…

R: What the f…

K: It’s all right…We blew the equipment, but I got enough of the password that…

(Kyle sits down)

K: …it shouldn’t take me too long to break it.

P: The Computer Okay?
K: Oh yah, it takes more then a system breach to screw up this baby.

(Rich looks at the mess)

R: I’ll get Carter to come down and clean this up…

2085…Distant Memories…

5/65

(Young Brent is playing with his laser tag game)

M: Brent Honey, I’m going to pick up our rations…I’ll be back in a few minutes…

YB: Okay Mom…

(Shoots a holo-guy, it disappears)

YB: Ha ha! Yes!

Lcom: Level 2 Complete, advancing to level 3…

(Holo guy appears, Brent shoots, misses)
(Holo guy runs toward Young Brent, Mom comes out, Brent pauses the game)

M: I’ll see you later sweetie…

YB: I don’t like rations…

M: I know Brent but it’s all we have to eat.

YB: How come, we have to have rations anyway?

M: It’s for the War effort, it helps the soldiers…

YB: Soldiers like Dad?

M: Uh huh, soldiers like Dad…now come here and give me a hug…

YB: Bye mom…

(Young Brent hugs his Mom, waves, unpauses the game, holo guy continues running towards Young Brent, Young Brent shoots Holo guy)

(Mom starts walking to a building, As she goes up to a slot, a guy slowly pull out a gun)

(Young Brent is playing with some more guy shooting at them, On a screen behind him a it says the time is 11:59)

(The Clock above Young Brents mom says 11:59, Mom showing Identification, the guy with a gun signals to another guy with a gun)

(Young Brent still playing, dodging lasers, shooting them, and laughing)

(The clock above Mom turns to 12:00, guy with gun says GO!, about five people start firing )

(Mom turns around like to see, a guy points a gun at her, she is stunned)

(Young Brent pulls his trigger, shoots holo guy1, holo guy2, and hologuy3, but Hologuy4 shoots Young Brent, Young Brent is stunned Holo guys disappear, the screen reads GAME OVER, Ambulances and police cars, speed behind Young Brent, Young Brent follows them) (The Abulances are parked by the ration pick up, Brent runs up and sees his mom dead,Young Brent stops, turns away and runs crying)

(Brent tied to Dr.V’s table having flashbacks, of his mom, and guns)

Dr.V: Amazing, these readings our off the chart! Surely I’ve seen this before, but never I think in such Extremes!

(Brent rips the straps)

Dr.V: We appear to have struck a nerve, an early Childhood Trauma perhaps…

(Guards try to get Brent, Brent is flailing punches right and left)

Dr.V: Hold him down. Restrain him! But Don’t hurt him!

(They shock Brent, Brent Screams and then falls, knocked out cold)

Dr.V: That was disruptive…Ahh well, put him in his cell, and we’ll call it a night.

(Brent gets thrown in his cell, hits the ground hard, he moves a little, but is really sore so he decides to sit in a corner of his cell, cold, bruised, and dirty, he can see the night sky through the bars in his window)

(Kyle is typing on his computer, tired, and groggy, he fights to stay awake, he knows that this group is relying on him to get the information needed to update there old weapons. Maybe with this, and a some luck, they might be able to fight, a little longer)

(Ash, is in her room in the ECA base, awake, restless, you can still see guilt in her eyes, guilt over her foolishness, how Brent had sacrificed himself for her, and how she can’t do anything about it. "Maybe" she thinks, "just maybe, someday, I can repay him")

(Carter cleaning up the broken bits and pieces of equipment, Carter stops and thinks about Brent, it’s because of him that he’s still here, and Jake knows that it’s one of the reasons he respects Brent so much)

The next day…

5/70

(Kyle sleeping at his desk, Ash comes in)

A: Wake up Kyle!

(Ash shakes him, Kyle starts to wake up)

K: who…?…uhh…I thought…(yawn)…

(Porter comes over with his drink)

P: Alright! Look who’s here!

A: Hey, Porter.

P: Feeling better Ash?
A: I guess…

(Other guy comes in with Some guy)

Some: Ash?

Other: How you doing?

(Kyle looking at his computer talking, but nobody’s listening)

K: Man, guys you wouldn’t believe what a night I had…Can you get me some of that Porter?

A: Okay I guess…

Other: Are you sure?

Some: Des said you should take it easy.

A: No, I’m feeling a lot better…Really I am…

Other: Because, you can never, ever have enough rest.

Some: That’s for sure.

K: Let’s see, 8-0-9-5-4-5-3?

Com: Access denied.

K: 8-0-9-5-4-5-2.

Com: Access denied.

K: Geez…8-0-9-…

C: You wouldn’t believe the mess Porter made, yesterday…

Other: Why? What happened?
C: Ho, you wouldn’t believe it…

(Porter talking to Ash)

P: Believe it, Kyle told me later that if I hadn’t of gotten out when I did…my mind could have separated from my body, leaving it stuck in the VR matrix until Kyle could get me out, it could’ve been forever…

K: 8-0-9-5-4-3-8?

Com: Access denied.

K: I know I’m getting close…8-0-9-5-4-…

C: Sorry about the a shirt…

P: That’s alright Jake, we’re even now.

C: Actually, if anything, you owe me!

P: What?

C: I had to get rid of the stuff you broke.

P: I don’t think so, you cost me a bundle, that stuff stains!

K: 8-0-9-5…wait…8-0-9-0-4-2-0

A: Did he really go into Kyle’s computer?

R: Yah.

K: 8-0-9-0-4-2-5.

Some: Where are the drinks?

Other: And breakfast? I’m starved.

C: It was your turn to take care of that.

Other: No way!

K: 8-0-9-0-4-0-0?

Com: Access Granted.

K: YES!!!

(Everybody stops talking, looks at Kyle)
K: I…I did it…we’re in…

Some: In?

P: …Y-you broke the code?

(Kyle turns back to his computer)

K: Yes sir, the file is open, fully translated, and with level-9 security clearance…

C: You’re good…

K: Tell me about it…

(Kyle types on keyboard)

K: Where’s that…?
(Porter hands him a drink Kyle drinks it, sets it on the desk)

K: Thanks…

R: Alright so…

(Kyle types in show arsenal schematics, the computer shows a list of the A.S.’s)

(Kyle then chooses one, the schematics show up on the screen)

K: It’s simple really…Porter, I’m going to transfer the info over to that computer, you and Rich go over what you see…I’m going to check out some other stuff we "borrowed".

P: You here that Major?

(They go over to the other computer)
A: What’s going on?

Other: I think Kyle wants to check out what else he’s got, I don’t know for sure, but I’d say he could be on to something.

(Carter goes over to Kyle)

C: What is it Kyle?

K: Uh…Something…Something in this File…making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up…

(Carter looks at him like he’s weird)

K: Call it, my sixth sense…

C: Okay…So is this a good thing?

K: Hard to tell…Usually, No…

(Kyle goes to couple other files)

K: Whoa, what’s this?

C: Hmm?

K: Looks like the Archives were shipping off a bunch of supplies to a labor camp…not just like food and clothes…all kinds of different materials…almost like they were building something.

C: I don’t know, it sounds like the average Labor camp to me.

K: That’s what I thought to, but look at this supply list.

C: Metallic alloys, nitrous peroxide?

K: …and those quantities…they must be…

C: Planning on building something pretty big…

K: One big weapon…

C: Let’s not get to stressed…for all we know it might just be…
K: …the Omega project?

(Kyle goes to a folder)

C: Wait…doesn’t omega mean…

K: …The End, as in End times…

(Kyle opens up the file)

K: Oh my…Rich…you’re going to want to see this…

R: Just a sec…

K: Now.

(Rich comes over)

R: What’s wrong?

K: We’ve found our next mission.

(On the screen it shows the Omega 1 blue prints, Omega 1 is a Nuclear missile)

C: And it’s a killer.

Later…

15/85

(Faction getting ready for war, other Factions come, Kyle and Rich explain everything, they get ammunition, weapons, and camouflage)

(Brent looking out his window, still bandaged thinking about his childhood)

(Young Brent looking at his father)

Brad: Brent, I’m going to be, going away for awhile…

B: When will you be back?

Brad: I don’t know. It could be a long time.

B: Are you going to fight? Like Tommy’s dad?

Brad: Well, we hope that’s not the case…violence is never the answer to…you take good care of your mother…Okay?

B: Dad…I don’t want you to go…

Brad: Listen Brent…I’ll be back before you know it, and then I’ll…I’ll stay…stay here with you…and your mom…

(Brad hugs Susan)
S: Lt. Fireheart…sounds like…doesn’t seem real…

(Brent watches his parents hold each other, Susan says something in Brad’s ear, they both laugh, and then stop, and look at each other)

Brad: Oh, almost forgot…

(Pulls out a crocodile necklace)
Brad: Her you go little man…this was my dad’s he got it in Brazil or somewhere…can you take care of it until I get back?

B: Yah.

Brad: Good, see you soon big guy…

(Brad rubs Brents head, kisses mom)

Brad: I’ll be back soon…

(Brad opens the door, steps out, turns around)

Brad: I promise…

(Memory fades back to present Brent, Brent still has the necklace)

(Faction’s get into positions by the project site, the sun starts setting)

(Brent is sitting on the floor ripping at his cuffs G wakes up because of the noise)
G: Wha…Oh it’s you…They’ll be back for you soon…Wait, what are you doing?

(Brent ripping at his cuffs)

B: I’m sick of this place.

(G sits up)

G: You’ll get shocked if you open that up…

B: Not if you have the key.

G: But you can’t reach…

(Brent goes to G)
B: You can.

(Brent rips it open)

B: Hurry, put in…01-405…

(G puts it in, the cuffs open up, Brent tries to open G’s panel)

(G pulls away)

B: Well, don’t you want to get out?

G: How did you know the key was your prisoner number?
B: I didn’t…

(Brent pulls off G’s panel)
B: What’s your number?

G: …

B: What is it?
G: 01-477…No wait –427…

(Brent puts it in, G’s cuffs come off, Brent opens his cuffs, and puts them on the ground)

G: The guards are going to come.

(Brent thinks for a second)

B: Get on the bed.

(G just looks at him)
B: Act like your asleep our something…I don’t care…

(Brent turns around, G goes to the bed)

Guard1: Prisoner 01-405…Come…

B: No…

(Guard pushes the trigger the cuffs shock the ground, Brent jumps on to his bed, throws his pillow to the ground, jumps on it, jumps off and tackles the guard, knocks him out)

B: Electric bracelets, metal floors, Piece a cake.

(Turns off the trigger)

G: If we’re caught…

B: It’s too late to think about that now.

(Brent takes guards gun, leaves, G follows)

(Brent looks up and down the hallway)
B: We’re going to need, to find you a gun…

(Guard 2, comes out, with guard 3)

Guard2: Shoot him!

(Brent shoots him, guard falls)
B: No problem.

(G goes over to pick up the gun, they both start walking)

B: Stay alert, and you stay alive.

G: Anything else I should know?

B: Other then that? No.

(The turn a corner no one’s there)
B: I’m surprised there aren’t more guards down here.

G: They’ve been working with a skeleton crew for weeks…I think most of them are at the project site.

B: If I had known it was going to be this easy I’d have, done it earlier.

G: …but You can bet there’ll be more, if they find that we’re out here.

B: Then we’ll be real careful.

(lights go out)

G: Oh no, You must a have shot that guard’s I.D. badge…the whole system’s on breakout mode…It’s like a security system except...

B: It keeps people in…the alarm’s not going off yet…

G: It’s silent.

B: …but they don’t know who’s out for sure…

G: Not yet, but when the computer’s done scanning each cell, they will…

B: …then there’s just one thing left to do.

(Brent goes to cell, shoot the controls, kicks the door in, gets the prisoner out)

B: This is a break out let’s go!

(Alarm goes off)
B: I thought you said it was silent.

G: Not the individual cell’s alarm.

(Prisoner breaks out another guy)

B: Arm yourselves!

Prisoner: With what?
(Guards come, Brent shoots them)

B: Shoot…then take…

(Brent opens some more doors)

Prisoner: Launch an attack…With there firepower!?

B: That’s the price for freedom.

Launch Site…

2/87

(Rich talking in a COM)

R: Kyle squad 5, has checked out.

K: Roger that…any word from squad 3?

R: Not yet, but they should be checking in soon. Everything is going according to plan.

K: Do you know when Ash can be here?

R: No, not really.

K: Her ECA background could prove to be useful.

C: Wait I’m picking up movement in sections…33-35.

(Rich takes a scope from Carter)

R: Negative I don’t see anyone.

K: He’s right, it’s by your scope zone.

(Rich picks up a bunch of ECA’s)

R: Oh yah, there they are…I can see a whole regiment…

(ECA’s pulling out weapons, loading them)

R: They’re arming themselves are you sure they don’t know we’re coming.

K: I…I’m pretty sure…

C: They’re leaving the camp!

K: It looks like they are headed toward sector 63…

C: That’s by squad 2.

K: …I’ll alert them.

R: 10-4.

K: Over.

R: Why would they just, leave?

C: Who cares?…that’s a whole regiment we don’t have to worry about.

Prison camp…

3/88

(Brent scanning prisoner for I.D.)

B: 01-402

(G puts in the code, prisoners cuffs come off )

(Clank, clink)

B: Here they come.

(Brent is ducking down with others who have guns)

B: stay close…

(CLANK…CLINCK CLANCK…)

B: Weapons loaded…

(Door opens, smoke comes in, everything’s black for a while then a flash light turns on others follow)

B: FIRE!

(Brent and Prisoners fire at the ECA, ECA fire back)

ECA: GET BACK INTO YOUR CELLS!

(ECA guns have laser sights on there guns)

Prisoner: Watch those sights.

ECA: CEASE FIRE!!!

B: Don’t let them hit you!

(Two prisoners get shot)

Prisoner: …keep…fighting!