Brave frail ones I give you this warning. As the day passes on and the moon rises high the men who know of what is to come hide away from the dangers of the night. They say not a word and leave the innocent to fend for themselves. The strong survive and the weak perish before dawn arises the next morn. So take heed frail ones, brave as you are, the night hides beasts and creatures not easily seen in this world. And when the sun rises high they burrow deep to hide their grim eyes. If you continue in your search you will find your path difficult and rapturous. You will find destiny in the end no matter the odds. But beware, beware I tell you, of the creatures in this life that await to tear you from your dreams. They are deceptive in their trickery and dishonest in their truthfulness. Pay no attention to their lies. They appear as men and they appear as women but they are demons in the end. Stay true to yourself and you will never lose your way.

Whispers in the dark
Cry baby cry
The darkness hides what the light reveals
Shadows cross upon the veil of mystique
Disguise the truth
Hide and run
Secrets kept within the hunter’s palm
This vessel knows of what you fear
Eyes aglow
Cry baby cry
Whispers in the dark
What do they say?
“You know nothing of your world.”
“You cry and thus you shall betray a loved one tonight”
“Your mother shall die soon”
Whispers in the dark
Cry baby cry
For they speak the truth
The hunter in your room is sent to kill
He feeds upon the blood of innocence
He knows the world all too well
and longs only to be what he never shall be again
Innocent and young
Violating and vicious are his methods
Cry baby cry
Bring mommy to your side so that the hunter shall feed
Whispers in the dark
He will give you new life
Never shall you fear again
Pain no more
Blood forever
Cry baby cry
For you will know the pain of everlasting youth
Centuries shall pass and eventually you’ll forget this night
The night the whispers in the dark caused you to call mommy
into the fanged darkness of pain and the night you were
permitted to enter the land of the dead-men
Whispers in the dark
Cry baby cry.
For this shall be the last time you feel the warmth of tears upon your cheeks.

It is my belief that it is required of all men and women to aspire to a goal beyond themselves. Each member of the human race should, because it is their duty, become greater than what they are. Transend yourself and evolve into a higher being. To me the ultimate goal is to be semifer/semideus. That is, half savage/half divine. Man is mortal and bound to this earth yet, he is also above it as his sould lives forever.

In many creation stories it the combination of what is feral with what is supreme that makes us human. In the ancient epic poem of the Enuma Elish the sun god, Marduk, killed Kingu and mixed his divine blood with the dust of the earth to create humanity. Romulus and Remus where born of the god Mars yet raised by a she wolf. And in the Bible man was made from the dust of the earth but in the likeness of God and by the breath of the holy spirit.

The duality of man is the conflict of what is deeply instinctive and what is morally superior. Ying and Yang, Anima and Animus, Light and Dark, Good and Evil, Order and Chaos. The stuggle to balance these poles is the root of misery and destruction. But if one were to embrace both sides and achieve a balance then there is no limit to the amount of tranquility and harmony one would possess.

Plato wrote of the allegory of the cave and Nietzsche gave us the superman. Philosophically it should be our goal to obtain a level of perfection, one where we are united with the universe and yet transcending it. The only way to obtain this level is to become a paradox; Hard yet soft, primal yet divine.

One year ago we started this shit. Congrats Wes! Lets punch a hole in our belt and call it a notch cuz that's what it is.

Ok, so it has been four years since the completion of Blood Wars (and since you moved to Texas). In celebration I present you with the first 10 pages of our baby.



WORDS ON SCREEN --BLACK BACKGROUND

During the 31st year of the Blood War Lord Bane was advised of possible spies living amongst the wicker people in the realm of innocents. He issued an assault upon a small village west of the wilderness. As a warning to all those who claimed to be neutral yet sought to fight against an extensive power they couldn't even begin to fathom. This is where he unknowingly evoked a chain of reactions that would eventually lead to his doom.

FADE OUT.

FADE IN:

Stars emerge from the darkness.

TITLE CARD COMES UP

"REALM OF INNOCENTS - YEAR 31 OF THE BLOOD WAR"

EXT. FOREST -- NIGHT

PAN DOWN from a starry sky to lush forest. FLASHES of light and EXPLOSIONS fill the air. Suddenly the Earth RUMBLES as a gigantic TANK bursts through the trees.

Dozens of futuristic soldiers (Royals) dressed in full body armor RUSH out from the forest.

PAN LEFT to reveal a village being ransacked and burned, people being dragged into the street and shot.

CUT back to the Tank as it FIRES off a shot from it's PULSE CANNON.

INT. VILLAGE HOME

A burst of light consumes the room. HADEN MCCOY, 14, runs from his bedroom, down the hall, and is then snatched up by his FATHER and MOTHER, heading towards the front door.

Just as they reach the door a ROYAL SOLDIER (RS) jabs the father with the butt of his gun, knocking him to the ground. Haden and his mother rush out the door.

The RS hovers over the father preparing to strike when ARIOCH MCCOY, a tall muscular young man 18 years of age shoots and kills the RS. Before he can hit the ground Arioch has his Dad sprint out the door.

EXT. THE TOWN

Hell. Dozens of people run from thier homes only to be shot down. Haden, his parents, and Arioch scramble through the streets and between small buildings and homes.

FATHER
Arioch take Haden and get him to the safety of the woods, his mother and I will meet him their later.

HADEN
But Dad!

FATHER
Shut up and go. There's no time...

A BLAST nearby sends a thick cloud of dust into the air. Haden's father pushes the two boys in the direction of the woods. Arioch sprints to the trees dragging Haden behind him.

Haden frees himself from Arioch's grasp, runs back towards his parents, stops.

They are seen in the distance having a strugle with a couple of the RS. One soldier HITS thier father in the face with the butt of his gun; another simply FIRES with his AUTOMATIC WEAPON upon their mother until his clip runs out.

Haden falls to his knees. Arioch comes up behind him, tosses him over his shoulder, and runs to the woods.

NEW TITLE CARD COMES UP

"CITY OF BLOOD- year 47 of the BLOOD WAR"

EXT. CITY OF BLOOD -- AFTERNOON

Looks like the ruins of a great and prosperous city, one whose technology and society was far superior to that of ours today.

Haden, now a strong and handsome man in his mid twenties, lies uncomfortably on a pile of rubble. Blood trickles from his head and onto the ruble. EXPLOSioNS and GUNFIRE all around. His eyes burst open --

HIS POV

--to find KINDRA, a sleek and pale young gypsy woman, kneeling over him.

ANGLE BACK

HADEN
You again!

KINDRA
Hello sweetheart.

Kindra punches Haden, takes some MRE's, and then rushes off into the shadows. Haden scrambles to his feet.

HADEN
Little bitch get back here!

Haden begins to take off after her but is suddenly grabbed by SAVIOR, a muscular seven foot tall 400 pound man with scars covering the left side of his body and face.

They are in the middle of a small street battle.

An EXPLOSION goes off where Haden was about to run. Savior helps Haden to his feet and the two take off running. Royal Soldiers round the corner and open fire.

Savior and Haden return fire as tehy take cover behind a concrete slab.

NOBLE WARRIORS are seen running from and opening at the base of a demolished building.

They open fire upon the Royal Soldiers. Once of the marines throw a GRENADE which lands beside Haden. Haden and Savior retreat into a nearby building as the grenade explodes.

INT. BUILDING -- DAY

Inside the builing they open fire upon a group of RS who are rushing toward them on the exterior of the building. Haden taps Savior on the shoulder.

HADEN
Can you hold them off long enough for me to get up top?

SAVIOR
No problem, just be quick about it.

HADEN
Once I get up there I'll give you some relief fire. Then you come up. Got it?

Savior nods his head in understanding.

Haden runs up a flight of stairs and approaches a blown out window and watches as the two groups of soldiers fight below.

A stray ROCKET from one fo the fallen soldiers blows the floor out from beneath Haden's feet knocking him to the rublle below. haden is not wounded. Gets to his feet shaking his head. Savior runs over to Haden as a loyal friend and broher in arms.

SAVIOR
Haden, Okay?

Inside and alley Haden seeks Kindra running.

HADEN
Savior, meet me back at Brock's.

Savior nods his head and takes off.

Haden follows the girl down the alley. She knowingly leads him the long way around to Brock's place.

INT. LORD BANES CASTLE - LOWER LEVELS -- EVENING

Sparks fly from steel beams as gruff looking men wearing head gear are seen working diligently on an enormous metallic object. Panning left the majority of the room is seen. The room is elaborae in size and confusing in texture with wires, cords, catwalks, monitors and lights of miltiple colors and noises all around.

A pair of elongated saloon type doors fly open as LORD BANE enters with a small group of ADVISORS.

Standing on the observation deck of the cat walk anticipating Lord Banes arrival for sometime now is KRYPLE, a withered old man about four feet tall, balding with remaining stringy white hair, blue eyes, dressed in a slender black coat and communications head piece, resting on the left side of his face. he turns around to greet Lord Bane with anxiety in his eyes and sweat on his brow.

It is terribly hot in this lower wind of the castle bu that is not why he is sweating.

ADVISOR
This is Mr. Kryple. He's the head engineer of the Onslaught project.

Kryple extends a hand, Lord Bane doesn't take it. Kryple shakes his own hand.

KRYPLE
This is such and honor. We're very glad to have you. If you'll follow me I'll...

He motions for Lord Bane to follow him.

Lord Bane stands firm.

LORD BANE
How long before it's complete?

KRYPLE
Right on schedule sir.

LORD BANE
I don't care about the damn schedule> I want ot know how long before it's complete.

KRYPLE
Oh, yes of course.

Giving himself time to think he goes to a keypad at the right hand orner of the observation deck and begins to type something. He then turns wiping sweat from his brow.

KRYPLE
(stuttering)
About seven months to go sir.

LORD BANE
Very well.

Lord Bane is annoyed. Kryple is relieved.

EXIT LORD BANE

INT. HALLWAY

Lord Bane and his advisors walk hastily down the hallway. Lord Bane stops and turns to and advisor.

LORD BANE
If they have not progressed within four days retire him.

INT. BROCKS -- LIVING ROOM -- NIGHT

BROCK, a strong lean black man in a sleeveless shirt wih a welding helmet on hunches over a table welding a piece of weaponry together.

Brock is in his 40's, about average height with a muscular build from years of working heavy machinery used in reparing weapons and armor. he is an intelligent man but looks more like a noble warrior than anything. Brock is a weaponsmith. He works for the nobles preparing thier armor and weapons. But he prefers to create his own designs for weapons of war. During the years he has ben blessed with a few good friends. This primarily being Haden and Savior. Until recently he has found it possible to intrust a young gypsy woman known as Kindra.

Haden burst through the door unaware of Kindra sitting on a couch playing with her knives..

HADEN
Brock! That bitch Kindra stole from me again.

Kindra stands up and takes off into a back room.

HADEN
You! I'm going to kill you!

Brock steps in his way.

BROCK
Whoa their tiger!

HADEN
What's she doing here?

Brock takes the helmet off ans sets it aside.

BROCK
I hired her. Kindra's my new assistant.

HADEN
You're kidding right?

BROCK
I figured since Kindra was so good at screwing you over then maybe she could bag me some stuff from the Royals.

Brock tosses Haden and MRE.

BROCK
Here, catch.

HADEN
This is mine. This is what she stole.
(beat)
Damn it! Where is she? I want all my stuff back.

Haden starts marching towards the back rooms. Brock grabs him.

BROCK
Relax. She gave it back.

HADEN
All of it?

BROCK
All of it.

HADEN
How'd you manage that?

BROCK
I offered her a place to stay.

HADEN
She's living here too?

INT. BROCKS--HALLWAY

Haden walks down the hall and opens the last door.

INT. HADENS ROOM

HIS POV

Kindra sits on Hadens bed tossing her blades around.

KINDRA
Hi.

ANGLE BACK

Haden slams the door.

INT. LIVING ROOM

HADEN
Son of a bitch! Brock please tell me she's sleeping outside.

Brock is speechless.

HADEN
This is unbelievable. That is my room and by bed. And I'll be damned if...no, you know what; she can have it. I'll sleep outside.

Haden grabs his gun and a blanket. Brock takes the blanket.

BROCK
Haden! Relax man nobody is sleeping outside.

Haden yanks the blanket back.

BROCK
She's sleeping on the couch.

HADEN
Couch? We have a couch?

BROCK
Yeah man, just got it today. Found it in an old furniture building. It was a little dust and water damages but I managed to dry it and fix it up alright. Kinkra said it still stinks.
(beat)
but she don't mind.

Haden inspects the couch and sits.

BROCK
Relax, Haden buddy. Everything will be fine.

HADEN
Everything was fine.

BROCK
Ah, quit being a drama queen. Recite your creed you pussy.

HADEN
No that's alright.

BROCK
Do it!

Haden reluctantly takes in a deep breath.

HADEN
As a Noble Warrior my first response is to do whatever it takes to survive and defeat the enemy. If I, a soldier, think myself to be an army of one then I am empowered and driven to do the best I can to survive. Allowing myself to be mentally unbreakable by the enemy.

BROCK
See, mentally unbreakable by the enemy. Don't let Kindra get to you. She's only here to help. You can't tell me that we don't need the help.

HADEN
We don't need the help.

Kindra pops her head around the corner.

KINDRA
Yeah you do.

HADEN
To hell with this I'm going to sleep.

He gets up bu is stopped by Kindra.

KINDRA
Haden, honey? will let me sleep in your bed?

HADEN
That's McCoy to you and forget it! I'm not sleeping with you.

KINDRA
I din't say I wanted to sleep with you I said I wanted to sleep in your bed. You can have the couch.

HADEN
Why don't you sleep in Brock's bed?

BROCK
Whoa nobodys sleeping in my bed but me.

EXIT Brock from room.

HADEN
You're taking the couch.

KINDRA
No I'm not.

HADEN
Yes you are.

KINDRA
Make me.

EXT. CITY RUINS

Savior is walking through the shadows and alleyways. Stepping over rocks and bodies. Caelessly he stps on the hand of an RS.

The RS rises up quickly shouting

ROYAL SOLDIER 1
You son of a whore! Watch where your freaking stepping.

He gets a clear view of Savior.

ROYAL SOLDIER 1
Holy Hell, a Noble Warrior! Wake up, Wake up my Royal brothers! We have a Noble warrior it kill!

The royal soldier alerts several other nearby soldiers of an uninvited guest in their presence. Before Savior can get out of there he is surrounded by 10 heavily armed royal soldiers.

All RS are armed and pointing there guns at Savior, who has his gun raised back at them. An eleventh RS sneaks up behind Savior and attempts to plunge a dagger into his throat. Savior grabs the man and hurls him at the RS, knocking some down. The rest open fire. Savior ducks behind a pillar, opening fire when he can with his LT Hendershot. The RS take cover too.

Searching for a way out Savior sees a ladder not to far off. He's having trouble deciding to run for it. A grenade lands beside his feet. What the hell. Savior takes off for the aldder, the grenade explodes, and Saviors escape is disguised by a reign of fire and smoke.

ROYAL SOLDIER 1
Did we get him?

Savior drops down from a platform above with his sword drawn and slices two RS in half. Immediately taking cover from the remaining RS.

ROYAL SOLDIER 2
Back up, all star comms we need back up now!

Savior opens fire again with perfect timing. Killing three RS. He then takes off running. The remaining six chase after.

INT. OFFICE BUILDING

Savior busts down the door and rusn straight to the staris. The RS enter shortly after.

INT. CONFERENCE ROOM

Savior breaks through the twin doors, leaps over the desk and out the window...

EXT. ROOFTOPS

...slamming hard onto the roof of a nearby building. He turns to look at the window he came out of.

HIS POV

The six RS stop, get a good running start, and jup from the window one by one. The first two don't make it. The next four do.

ANGLE BACK

Savior rushes at the RS knocking one off the rooftop and only knocking the others down.

Again he takes off running, leaping from roof to roof and climbing up ladders whenever one is present, getting ever so higher and higher until he reaches an end.

In front of him is a gigantic crater extending beneath a canopy of glass, banners, and steel beams.

Behind him is the three RS. They open fre and Savior jumps, sliding down the beams, swinging on banners, and finally crashing through the glass, bouncing into the crater.

INT. BROCKS -- LIVING ROOM -- LATER

Haden's sleeping on the couch, a cloth covers his nose and mouth. His eyes suddenly open, he sits up, looks at a wall clock. It reads '3:15'.

He walks down the hall to the door before his, swings it open and inside is an empty bed.

KINDRA
What? The big guy not there?

HADEN
No.

Kindra inspects the room.

KINDRA
Oh, well. I'm sure he can take care of himself.

HADEN
I told him to meet me back here. I remember that specifically.

To begin with this is a conversation i had with a good buddy, Angel Quintero ( my college roommate actually) who was able to go to london this past weekend on a business trip. While i, due to my lack of a passport ( my fault) was unable to go with him.


ANGEL:
I was walking the streets yesterday and saw a guy walking down the street. he was tall and kinda slim
he had on jeans that were a little too short, just short enough to show his chuck taylors
they had a huge rip on one side and his sock was sticking out.
he had on a blue faded hoodie and a black leather jacket on top of that
a shiny chain hangin out of his back pocket
As i walked a bit behind him i watched him pull out a small notebook
he just leaned up against the wall and started writing
he would stop and look up at this cathedral and just continue to walk
i cant imagine what he was thinking but it must of been good
because he stopped in the middle of the sidewalk and went over to the wall and started writing
by that time we had passed him
Anyway the people here seem to care about larger things in life

ME: yep..... i dont know many people around here that do that...

ANGEL:
Here you are surrounded by ancient ideas
ancient art work, ancient architecture
ancient lifestyle

ME: sounds like heaven to me

ANGEL:
its simply the most beatifull invironment to be in
on the way to work this morning i passed under the london bridge on a brick layed road. then we passed the thames river
and the people just genuinly look really cool
not like knoxville cool
more like the doors cool except they dont try i cant explain it
i can see you not changing here.
you wouldn't have to
london will embrace you
same accent
same walk
same posture
same look
same reason to live that most here do
im truly sorry you couldn't make it here

ME: thanks man, that really means a lot!

ANGEL:
you have to know this wes, what you have been through
the jobs, the girls, the valet parking,
the bills, the food you eat or dont eat, the stress,
the family, whatever else that happens and is what it is around you
well.. its not permanent

not for you it isnt

it would bring another man down
change him, make him stop
so just dont stop man
seriously ....

ME: never man.... like i said as a senior in highschool " its never been a matter of how far my dreams will take me, its how far im willing to follow" cuz i KNOW i can go and do anything i want as long as im willing to fight for it.
dont ask me to explain how i do it, i cant, i just DO!!

Thanks again Angel for the kind words.

MASKS

“One for now, and one for later, you have two masks to wear whenever. We all do, it’s natural.” Says man one

“And this is true for all?” Says man two

“Most, not all.” Replies man one

“What about those with only one? Or them who have more then two?” Says man two

“They are the ones I myself worry about as well.” Says man one


WHERE BEAUTY LIES

Her true beauty lies within her lips. Her fleshy smooth and ever so tasty body is meant to hide or distract from the hunt for such treasures kept within those lips of love unknown. Therefore you must cage the beast before you own her.



Look not into the eyes of beauty for she is LOST and will devour the soul of any man so that she may remain unfound.


“Binding is her love for you. Beware of the wench!”
This from a man who knew her not.
“Damn I am a fool, for he spoke true. And now I’m trapped.”

LUXURY

I pray I’ll never know her lap, for it makes ambitious men into sloppy swine to money. Worse than fools are they.



Face forward, Nose up, Head back, and Hips swaying. She must walk in this manner so as to maintain the confidence of always being above and never in the same location of her own putrid stench. Watch when she stands or sits still. Head always bobbing from side to side, hair flipping, fanning the air everywhere and her nose even higher.