INT. CWAL HQ - DINER - 2:00AM

               Arcturus sips coffee across the table from another gentleman,
               MORPHER. Both sport eye bags from a month of Sundays in sleep
               depravation. Neither seem to pay it mind.

                                   ARCTURUS
                         Read the list?

                                   MORPHER
                         Yup.

                                   ARCTURUS
                         Today was a bad day.

                                   MORPHER
                         Yesterday.

                                   ARCTURUS
                         Yesterday. Right.

                                   MORPHER
                         Jeezus, Arc. Look at yourself in
                         the mirror lately?

                                   ARCTURUS
                         Hm?

                                   MORPHER
                         Go to bed. 

               The doors swing open. V Man and his gang are back. Some of
               them go straight for the coffee, others crash on the couches
               around Lothos and his T.V. Morpher catches Crystal in the
               group. He leaves Arcturus and heads straight for her. She
               avoids him.

                                   MORPHER
                         What the hell do you think you're
                         doing?

                                   CRYSTAL
                         Not this time, please.

                                   MORPHER
                         Without me? Without me knowing?

                                   CRYSTAL
                         Back off. I'm not five anymore.

                                   MORPHER
                         Do you have any idea what the
                         hell's out there?

                                   CRYSTAL
                         Yeah, actually I've got a pretty
                         damned good visual considering I
                         was just fucking there. And where
                         the fuck were you? 

               He doesn't say anything. He can't.

                                   CRYSTAL
                         Yeah. I'm not your little girl
                         anymore. And this whole obsession
                         over me is getting ridiculous. Piss
                         off. 

               And she's out the door. Morpher looks over to those that were
               watching.

                                   LYDIA
                         Way to morph into the color of
                         fucking retarded. 

               Morpher slinks back into his seat across from Arcturus. He
               now looks just as bad.

                                   ARCTURUS
                         It won't help.

                                   MORPHER
                         What?

                                   ARCTURUS
                         The sleep. It won't help. I've
                         tried.

                                   MORPHER
                         It won't kill you either. 
                         
               Arcturus sips his coffee.

               INT. SUBMARINE WASHER - MORNING

               The sink is running. A stream of blood mixes with the
               spitting water and colors the sink red for a moment. Fearless
               washes his face. He checks the mirror. No cuts or gashes. But
               he's not expecting them. He's more agitated than surprised.

               INT. SUBMARINE MESSHALL

               Archangel sits across from Miss Cheetah. They're looking over
               a map of the world, an old book is fingered through by
               Cheetah.

                                   MISS CHEETAH
                         The blade of Dione has been used
                         throughout history collectively
                         three times, each with disastrous
                         results.

                                   ARCHANGEL
                         Awesome. So why are we hunting for
                         it again?

                                   MISS CHEETAH
                         Well, we don't want Blizzard
                         getting their hands on it. And we
                         need every edge we can get.

                                   ARCHANGEL
                         I guess the idea of playing Indiana
                         Jones while our home is crumbling
                         just doesn't ring with me. 

               Vektor enters, taking a seat beside Miss Cheetah.

                                   VEKTOR
                         Quit your bitching. It's getting on
                         my nerves. Admiral Kazz says we'll
                         be cutting through the Canal by mid
                         evening.

                                   ARCHANGEL
                         Don't you have to have a fleet to
                         be an Admiral?

                                   MISS CHEETAH
                         Dorg and Skinny registered one
                         online.

                                   ARCHANGEL
                         We make it to the Panama by
                         evening, means we're moving pretty
                         damned fast.

                                   VEKTOR
                         Alarmingly so. But I'm not
                         complaining.

                                   ARCHANGEL
                         You know where this sword thing is.

                                   VEKTOR
                         We had our resources invested in
                         its discovery before you were
                         called in to service, yes.

                                   PATRIOT
                         Indiana Jones has nothing on this
                         operation, rest assured.

                                   ARCHANGEL
                         Tell that to Indiana Jones.

                                   MISS CHEETAH
                         You guys do realize Indiana Jones
                         isn't real, right?

                                   VEKTOR
                         Every time someone says they don't
                         believe in Indiana Jones, somewhere
                         in the world an Indiana Jones dies. 

               Fearless is leaning against the doorway.

                                   FEARLESS
                         We're sailing at Time's mercy.

               INT. CWAL HQ - DINER - MORNING

               Arcturus and Morpher are still sitting across from each
               other, coffee refilled.

                                   ARCTURUS
                         This started going downhill with
                         Shade.

                                   MORPHER
                         Please, don't blame this on her.

                                   ARCTURUS
                         I'm not. Actually I'm more
                         interested in what she was up to
                         than the current cut-and-run
                         tactics of the present leadership.

                                   MORPHER
                         I hear she's getting better. Maybe
                         when she comes to, we can ask her.

               INT. CWAL HQ - INFIRMARY - MORNING

               Shade is unconscious on her bed in the back of the room.
               Everyone is too preoccupied with the influx of wounded and
               distressed to notice her subtle stirring and twitching.
               Something is fighting inside her.

               INT. IRVINE ELEMENTARY SCHOOL - MORNING

               The entrance is a mess of rubble. Lockers and doors lean
               against walls or lay smashed on the ground, papers and wood
               and other artifacts strewn about. The silence throughout the
               compound is ghostly. The front doors are kicked in by two
               scout-ish Flensers. They secure the area and then in walk
               Malice and the Head Programmer, followed by several other
               Flensers. The Head Programmer sports his SAW courtesy of
               Westwood.

                                   HEAD PROGRAMER
                         Kids get your hallpass.

                                   MALICE
                             (looking at a fold-out
                              map)
                         We need to get to the boiler room.
                         This way. 

               Malice points down one of the halls and leads the troop
               forward, the two Flensers still on point.

               INT. CWAL HQ - INFIRMARY - MORNING

               Shade's condition is getting worse. But one of the other
               CWALers is going critical. All eyes are on him and everyone's
               getting frantic.

               INT. CWAL HQ - DINER

               Arcturus finishes his coffee. Stands.

                                   MORPHER
                         Another round?

                                   ARCTURUS
                         Not this time. I'm done. I'm gonna
                         go Star Craft this caffeine out of
                         my system and then crash.

                                   MORPHER
                         A sound plan.

               INT. IRVINE ELEMENTARY SCHOOL - BASEMENT - MORNING

               Water drips off abandoned septics, pipes broken and cracked
               by time and war. The lights that aren't blown or busted,
               flicker wildly. A door leading in opens and the Flensers
               march in, led by Malice, clunking down the stairs and into
               the big, debris-filled chamber. A rumble of the structure
               causes the Head Programmer to stop Malice.

                                   HEAD PROGRAMER
                         Perhaps I should take point.

                                   MALICE
                         I've got the map. 

               Another rumble.

                                   HEAD PROGRAMER
                         Then give me the map.

                                   MALICE
                         Why?

                                   HEAD PROGRAMER
                         Because if this place breaks, you
                         should have the edge over me in
                         getting out of here alive. 

               They wait for a moment. All is silent, no more rumbling.

                                   MALICE
                         Oh that's sweet. The android is in
                         love.

                                   HEAD PROGRAMER
                         Look, all I'm...

                                   MALICE
                         It was a casual fuck, Jack. I
                         really don't have any feelings for
                         you. At all. Nor do I plan to.
                         Let's try not to get attached, kay? 

               Malice leads off again, leaving the Head Programmer
               noticeably upset.

               INT. IRVINE ELEMENTARY SCHOOL - BOILER ROOM - MORNING

               The Blizzard team cuts through the mess of cooling units and
               piping until they reach the center of the room. Malice double
               checks the map before pointing toward the floor.

                                   MALICE
                         Here. 

               The Flensers move in, bashing into the cement floor. Malice
               steps back beside the Head Programmer.

                                   MALICE
                         Now we wait.

                                   HEAD PROGRAMER
                         And hope we didn't just sell our
                         souls to the Devil.

                                   MALICE
                         I don't see much of a loss there.
                         I've done it before, and you don't
                         have a soul. The Devil's a pussy
                         anyway. 

               The floor breaks open.

               INT. CWAL HQ - INFIRMARY - MORNING

               Shade's eyes snap open. She's in a cold sweat. Everything is
               muffled to her senses. She's paralyzed, her eyes darting
               around the room in a panic. Still, no one notices. A doctor
               looks up from the CWALer he's working on. He notices her.
               Their eyes lock. A ray of hope. And just as soon, he goes
               back to his work.

               INT. CWAL HQ - LAN ROOM - MORNING

               The Terran Defeat theme dominates Arcturus' screen.

                                   JOLT
                         Yes!

                                   ARCTURUS
                         You're getting better every day,
                         Jolt. 

               He exits the game, stands.

                                   JOLT
                         One more time. I'll be easy.

                                   ARCTURUS
                         No more, I'm done. I'll see you
                         tonight, maybe.

                                   JOLT
                         Cool.

               INT. IRVINE ELEMENTARY SCHOOL - BOILER ROOM

               The Flensers have done a deed on the floor, a pit six by six
               and six feet deep. They hit something solid.

                                   MALICE
                         There we are. 

               A Flenser steps in with a shop-vac, sucking the dirt off the
               base revealing a giant hatch with a pentagram engraved on it.

                                   HEAD PROGRAMER
                         Now that is convenient.

                                   MALICE
                         Open it. 

               They do. The hatch cracks open and an eery green light seeps
               out. Malice's eyes go wide in wonder as the light becomes a
               mist that begins to cover the floor, surrounding the
               Flensers. For a moment, they're curious and then - without
               warning but all to be expected of something incredibly evil -
               the hatch bursts open and the green energy explodes into the
               room, disintegrating the robots in the pit and engulfing the
               entire room with bright light.

               INT. CWAL HQ - INFIRMARY - MORNING

               Shade lurches up on her bed, her face in a cold sweat, eyes
               wide mouth open to its entirety. She screams violently.

                                   SHADE
                         N-N-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O! 

               Arcturus is passing the room when he catches her unattended
               and completely out of control. He rushes in, passing by the
               doctors who are now in shock. He gathers her in his arms but
               she is belligerent. The Doctors crowd around him but there's
               not much they can do.

                                   ARCTURUS
                         I'm here. It's OK.

                                   SHADE
                         No. The school! The school!

                                   ARCTURUS
                         We're not at the school. We're
                         home. You're OK. You're safe now.

                                   SHADE
                         We have to go back! We have to stop
                         it! We have to stop it! 

               Her cries have died down to hoarseness, her energy depleted.
               She pulls away from Arcturus but locks eyes with him.

                                   SHADE
                         We have to stop it.

                                   ARCTURUS
                         Stop what? 

               Shade sees something. Another vision in her mind. Her eyes
               are wide again.

                                   SHADE
                         Oh no.

               INT. IRVINE ELEMENTARY SCHOOL - BOILER ROOM

               The light settles. The mist is gone. But somehow, the room is
               illuminated enough to see. The robots are thoroughly
               destroyed. Malice and Head Programer are knocked against a
               pillar and cooler unit respectively. Both come to their
               senses. 

               Malice gets to her feet and steps over to the pit. Head
               Programer is too gone to protest or care. She looks into the
               pit, into the wide open hatch. Voices whisper out and get
               louder as they come, but they are of a far off language she
               doesn't even recognize, ethereal. 

               And then they are out, by the tens and then by the hundreds
               and soon by the thousands that the room can't hold them all.
               With hellacious screeches and what can only be described as
               laughter, the spirits whisp up the stairs and out of the
               room, their voices echoing down the distant halls. Several of
               the spirits remain, surrounding Malice. 

               Now Head Programer can see some of them for what they are,
               though no two are the same. Cloaked shadows, giant spider
               creatures with bones and tentacles and otherworldly faces,
               humanoid flesh things with rot over their limbs, monsters,
               demons, it's hell's rumpus choir. 

               They now separate Malice from Head Programmer, paying little
               attention to the crumpled cyborg. One of them speaks to
               Malice.

                                   CLOAKED FEIND
                         You have freed us.

                                   MALICE
                         Observant little demon, aren't you.

                                   CLOAKED FEIND
                         You will be rewarded.

                                   MALICE
                         Good. I'm Malice, and that defeated
                         body of a man over there is my
                         commander.
                         You can call him Head Programer, or
                         Jack. Whichever is fine. I don't
                         care. 

               The cloaked fiend looks over at Head Programer and then back
               to Malice.

                                   MALICE
                         And who might you be?

                                   CLOAKED FEIND
                         We. We are many. We are Legion.

                                   MALICE
                         I'm not going to ask how you got
                         stuck in Irvine. It doesn't matter.
                         Are you going to assist me in world
                         domination or bake me a cake?

                                   CLOAKED FEIND
                         To learn of the changes in this
                         world, we will assist. Upon your
                         success, our debt to you will be
                         vindicated.

                                   MALICE
                         Sounds fair to me. What do you say,
                         Jack?

                                   HEAD PROGRAMER
                             (standing)
                         Dandy.

                                   MALICE
                         Then it's settled.

                                   CLOAKED FEIND
                         What would you have us do?

                                   MALICE
                         Step into my office. Do you like
                         coffee?