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Prometheus’ Garden

Episode 06

By

Ahmad El Hefny

30/07/2017

EXT. POE CITY - DAY

 A hobo lies in an alley, noisily snoring. His companion, a little kitten he calls Lou, tries to wake him up by playing with his ear. The hobo grumbles and turns around. Lou jumps on his face and gets rough with his ear. The hobo grumbles again and turns around again. In a last ditch effort, Lou licks the man’s nose, tickling him awake.

HOBO

(lightheartedly)

Goddamnit Lou, you know I hate it when somebody wakes me up.

Lou meows in reply.

HOBO

Alright, alright, let’s go get some food.

He tiredly stands up and they come out of the alley and into the streets of Poe City.

HOBO

(stretching)

My, what a lovely day. What do you think’s gonna happen, Lou? Are we going to scramble some tuna, or will the city be attacked by a giant monster and cause property damage?

A sewer hole pops open and cracks appear in the ground. Something bursts through and it’s in the shape of a hybrid monstrosity, with the sharp legs and tail of a peacock, and the upper body of a shark, only they combined physicality is exaggerated beyond repair into a grotesque mockery of the real thing. Therefore, the peacock’s claws are extended and so muscular you can see the veins popping out, while the shark’s open gills pour out sewer water, blood, and mutated piranhas that leap about eating people.

HOBO

(running off with Lou under his arm)

So much for a quiet day!

 Piranhas flood the streets and surround him. He jumps onto a random car; he would have helped the driver if the poor fellow hadn’t already lost his head by this point while several others chew on his corpse. Grabbing a wrench from the back of car, he swings it at the piranhas with one arm while holding Lou in the other.

HOBO

(to Lou)

I thought you cats eat fish!

Lou meows in fright.

HOBO

Well, when this is all over, it’ll be about time I teach you about natural selection.

As the giant creature stands in the middle of the street, grabbing and flipping cars aside or catching a crowd of people with its razor-edged teeth, covering the steel white in crimson, a figure speeds above then comes crashing down with a thud on a skyscraper. Distracted, the creature looks at that direction only to get kicked in the face and sent toppling down a highway and crashing into a building. By that time, Sol had arrived and observes the new arrival.

SOL

What the-?

She and other awed onlookers who aren’t too busy running for their lives look up and even a news helicopter for Eagle Head arrives to show the world the newly arrived 167 feet tall, white, faceless robot. There is no crest, logo, or emblem on it, just a plain giant modern knight.

 The robot aims with its arm and shoots an onslaught on bullets at the creature. The bullets hit the creature, spilling even more blood down the streets, till it regains itself through some defense by flapping its tail, creating a strong wind that deflects and causes some of the bullets to fall the denizens below, who are saved just in time by Sol, whether from the raining bullets, the strong current of the wind, the piranhas, or incoming trucks and cars.

SOL

(placing them on a safe spot)

Wait here!

(flies off and clicks her earpiece)

Elizabeth, are you ready to test it out?

ELZABETH (V)

Whenever you are.

 Putting on some peculiar gloves, she proceeded to dash to some piranhas and shoot gas at the hordes of fish; they quickly dehydrated and crumbled.

 The robot flew over her and landed on the hybrid, throwing it off balance off a cliff and down to the river. The robot mercilessly punches it multiple times, then the abomination counterattacks by pushing it off with its claw, then shoot out multiple piranhas out of its gills along with its pitch black eyes and sending them attempting to chew the metal body, only to be electrocuted in return, along with the rest of the river. Staggering, the hybrid opens the peacock tail and “eyes” shoot out some tentacles that wrap around the robot. As it boosts upwards into the sky, the shark pulls it towards it and shoves it into its mouth and attempting to pull it down its throat. The robot’s spine emits some electrical current, and there is an explosion.

Moments of silence pass as the piranhas crumble and die as the gas spreads. Reaching to the sky, Sol found herself freezing momentarily as a large frame passed by and landed with a loud thud. She fells another presence and grabs the mangled corpse of the monstrosity. She looks down at the river as it’s populated by dead fish and showered in blood.

SOL

Elizabeth?

ELIZBETH (V)

Yes?

SOL

We’re going to need a bigger boat.

Elizabeth sighs in return. Sol shrugs and flies down just in time see the robot’s head open and JUAN comes out.

JUAN

(to the crowd)

Hi there! Is everyone okay?

The audience is too dumbstruck to notice. Wondering if he’s too high for his own sake, Juan manually controls the robot to lay him down and join the people.

JUAN

(to a mother)

Are you okay? Did anyone in your family get hurt?

MOTHER

N-no…thank you.

JUAN

No problem!

BYSTANDERS

Who are you?

What is that?

Did you see him blow it up?

Where’s my son?

My car!

JUAN

Oh, just call me Juan.

This, ladies and gentlemen, is…

(he spots Sol and is awestruck; he runs up to her)

Sol!

(blushes)

I-I’m a huge fan!

SOL

Thank you.

So, you are the pilot.

JUAN

Oh, yeah, I’m Juan!

And this, this is Alpha 00! Pretty cool, huh?

SOL

Alpha 00…a prototype?

JUAN

Um, sorry, but its confidential.

SOL

The government financed it, then.

JUAN

(embarrassed)

Ah-um…well…

 Helicopters arrive and Side Steen comes out.

STEEN

Juan, let’s go.

JUAN

…coming!

(to Sol)

Nice to see you!

 He runs back to his mecha, and it flies behind the helicopters. As the paparazzi surround her, she tries to cool down the atmosphere.

SOL

Everyone, please, I’ll have to ask you to…

CUT TO:

EXT. S.Y.M.P.A.N. Lab, ROOFTOP – AFTERNOON

Elizabeth and Sol are having lunch alongside other members of the staff.

ELIZABETH

That was quite the surprise. And quite the cleanup

SOL

I’ll give him credit; he did help.

ELIZABETH

At least you brought it back. Quite fascinating, I must say.

SOL

Did you find out anything about it?

ELIZABETH

Just that it’s an experiment gone wrong. This can’t wait. I’ll double her salary to check on both it and Officer Jones.

SOL

Her?

ELIZABETH

The occult detective.

SOL

Oh! I’d like to meet her.

ELIZABETH

You will. All the same, be on the lookout. All these “oddities” as people down there call them are civilians with traces of history and ancestral lines dating thousands of years, species among other species. This is new ground for us, and I don’t think it’s the last one.

SOL

What about the meteor?

ELIZABETH

Sometimes, my dear Sarah, a meteor is just a meteor.

Sol frowns and takes a bite. CUT TO:

EXT. DOWNTOWN, MARKETPLACE – AFTEROON

Byron makes his way through, investigating several items on sale. He looks on his left and quickly backs away. A young woman, too elegant and high-class to be there, is speaking with the owner of several paintings on sale covering various topics, whether it’s a Victorian gathering of aristocrats or a pop art depiction of Sol, the latter being set at a higher price. She share Byron’s eye colors and pale skin, but is much more expressive than him. He watches until they finishes their conversation and she leaves. He stands still, then he moves to the other side.

CUT TO:

A P.O.V. shot as a figure watches from the top of a skyscraper. Below, amidst all the people and sirens, is a drop of splattered red on the sidewalk.

MEREDITH DECKARD

(English)

Jesus…

 Her partner, RODRIGO BARGA, stands beside her.

DECKARD

Hell of a way to go.

BARGA

(in Brazilian)

Makes you wonder if they ever have second thoughts while they’re falling.

DECKARD

Like realizing how stupid it all is, and how it’s too late?

BARGA
(shrugs)

Somewhere along those lines.

DECKARD

Coward.

BARGA

Come on, depression’s never easy to live with.

DECKARD

Doesn’t excuse suicide, Roberto.

(pause)

Quite a day, huh?

BARGA

Yup, new clowns join the circus, and if I may be so bold to say, I have a feeling beaches will be closed in the summer.

DECKARD

Not as long as they have her around, they won’t.

BARGA

You saw what that thing looked like?

DECKARD

Yeah, like its own mother literally shat it out.

BARGA

Hm.

So how do you want to pursue this case?

DECKARD

A successful businessman. Young, hardworking, promising. The downside is, he had deep depression and couldn’t take it anymore. Unless we’ve got any new development, let’s give this one a rest. You?

BARGA

I’m willing to take it as it is.

OFFICER

(running up to them)

Detectives!

(shows his phone)

This just came out.

 On the screen is Sicarius in one of his speeches.

SICARIUS

…it seems from now on we are forced to look at the stars for answers. Is that what we want to do from now on, ladies and gentlemen?

BARGA

(bitterly)

Should’ve known that bastard would have said something! Goddamnit, we don’t need this right now!

 Deckard only looks on intensely. CUT TO:

INT. CHURCH – NIGHT

Father Borg and Steene are having coffee. He is holding a Star of David, the star with the crescent, and a cross in his hands.

BORG

I take it was a success.

STEENE

We’re lucky it went as good as it did.

BORG

Did you expect the boy to fail?

STEENE

He’s still a kid, in spite of what we tell him. Tomorrow, a press conference will be held.

Speaking of which, that businessman’s record history has already been altered. We decided it was suicide out of depression. You can walk out in the sun again.

BORG

Thank you.

STEENE

Question.

BORG

Yes?

STEENE

Your fingerprints.

BORG

(smiles)

You should know by now I have my own bag of trick.

Concerning the boy, I’m not an expert regarding children, but they are a rebellious bunch, especially at his age.

STEENE

(sternly)

Is this a lecture, Father?

BORG

(calm)

Warning, Ms. Steene. A simple warning.

What’s the next step?

STEENE

We lay low for a few days. By that time, you’d probably have prepared something.

BORG

Actually, I’ve been considering something.

(takes a sip)

Have you ever been to Cretes, Ms. Steene?

STEENE

Once when I was small. That was before the Ubermensch incident.

BORG

I see. You must know what happened there?

STEENE

I know on story in particular. Theseus and Minotaur.

BORG

Exactly.

STEENE

Quite a David and Goliath story. Except that Theseus cheated when he killed Minotaur. The latter’s daughter helped him so she could escape the labyrinth, then when that was over, she was abandoned on a beach by Theseus. Foolish girl thought she was going to get married.

BORG

Except that there was one slight detail one always forgets, Ms. Steene.

Ms. Steene, while we are cleaning our dirt, send some of your men to that labyrinth. Let them underground. You’ll find the most pleasant surprise there.

STEENE

And what would that be?

BORG

The true story of Theseus and Minotaur.

Minotaur’s daughter despised her father. She was no helpless virgin. She was as much a bloodthirsty bitch as he was. When it came time to spring the trap, Theseus was prepared, but the daughter had other ideas. She remembered how Prometheus was chained to be eaten everyday by the eagle and decided that that was a more appropriate retaliation to her father. And so, our old friend received worse than death.

He’s still breathing down there.

CUT TO:

EXT. S.Y.M.P.A.N. LABS – NIGHT

Yoshiko heads for the front door. She passes by Jones, who politely salutes her. She gives him a nod. She stops and looks up, and spots the descending figure of Sol. Sol smiles and warmly welcomes her.

SOL

Hi, you must be…

She is cut off abruptly as she hears a sword fling then get set back in its sheath. There is a small scratch on her armor. Yoshiko coldly stares at her then walks away, leaving the stunned Sol by her own. Regaining some composure, she looks back to address her, but stops once again as she finds Yosiko standing at the doors, gazing at her with a vengeful grimace. The doors slide back and they close.

THE END

Prometheus’ Garden

Episode 06

By

Ahmad El Hefny

30/07/2017

EXT. POE CITY - DAY

 A hobo lies in an alley, noisily snoring. His companion, a little kitten he calls Lou, tries to wake him up by playing with his ear. The hobo grumbles and turns around. Lou jumps on his face and gets rough with his ear. The hobo grumbles again and turns around again. In a last ditch effort, Lou licks the man’s nose, tickling him awake.

HOBO

(lightheartedly)

Goddamnit Lou, you know I hate it when somebody wakes me up.

Lou meows in reply.

HOBO

Alright, alright, let’s go get some food.

He tiredly stands up and they come out of the alley and into the streets of Poe City.

HOBO

(stretching)

My, what a lovely day. What do you think’s gonna happen, Lou? Are we going to scramble some tuna, or will the city be attacked by a giant monster and cause property damage?

A sewer hole pops open and cracks appear in the ground. Something bursts through and it’s in the shape of a hybrid monstrosity, with the sharp legs and tail of a peacock, and the upper body of a shark, only they combined physicality is exaggerated beyond repair into a grotesque mockery of the real thing. Therefore, the peacock’s claws are extended and so muscular you can see the veins popping out, while the shark’s open gills pour out sewer water, blood, and mutated piranhas that leap about eating people.

HOBO

(running off with Lou under his arm)

So much for a quiet day!

 Piranhas flood the streets and surround him. He jumps onto a random car; he would have helped the driver if the poor fellow hadn’t already lost his head by this point while several others chew on his corpse. Grabbing a wrench from the back of car, he swings it at the piranhas with one arm while holding Lou in the other.

HOBO

(to Lou)

I thought you cats eat fish!

Lou meows in fright.

HOBO

Well, when this is all over, it’ll be about time I teach you about natural selection.

As the giant creature stands in the middle of the street, grabbing and flipping cars aside or catching a crowd of people with its razor-edged teeth, covering the steel white in crimson, a figure speeds above then comes crashing down with a thud on a skyscraper. Distracted, the creature looks at that direction only to get kicked in the face and sent toppling down a highway and crashing into a building. By that time, Sol had arrived and observes the new arrival.

SOL

What the-?

She and other awed onlookers who aren’t too busy running for their lives look up and even a news helicopter for Eagle Head arrives to show the world the newly arrived 167 feet tall, white, faceless robot. There is no crest, logo, or emblem on it, just a plain giant modern knight.

 The robot aims with its arm and shoots an onslaught on bullets at the creature. The bullets hit the creature, spilling even more blood down the streets, till it regains itself through some defense by flapping its tail, creating a strong wind that deflects and causes some of the bullets to fall the denizens below, who are saved just in time by Sol, whether from the raining bullets, the strong current of the wind, the piranhas, or incoming trucks and cars.

SOL

(placing them on a safe spot)

Wait here!

(flies off and clicks her earpiece)

Elizabeth, are you ready to test it out?

ELZABETH (V)

Whenever you are.

 Putting on some peculiar gloves, she proceeded to dash to some piranhas and shoot gas at the hordes of fish; they quickly dehydrated and crumbled.

 The robot flew over her and landed on the hybrid, throwing it off balance off a cliff and down to the river. The robot mercilessly punches it multiple times, then the abomination counterattacks by pushing it off with its claw, then shoot out multiple piranhas out of its gills along with its pitch black eyes and sending them attempting to chew the metal body, only to be electrocuted in return, along with the rest of the river. Staggering, the hybrid opens the peacock tail and “eyes” shoot out some tentacles that wrap around the robot. As it boosts upwards into the sky, the shark pulls it towards it and shoves it into its mouth and attempting to pull it down its throat. The robot’s spine emits some electrical current, and there is an explosion.

Moments of silence pass as the piranhas crumble and die as the gas spreads. Reaching to the sky, Sol found herself freezing momentarily as a large frame passed by and landed with a loud thud. She fells another presence and grabs the mangled corpse of the monstrosity. She looks down at the river as it’s populated by dead fish and showered in blood.

SOL

Elizabeth?

ELIZBETH (V)

Yes?

SOL

We’re going to need a bigger boat.

Elizabeth sighs in return. Sol shrugs and flies down just in time see the robot’s head open and JUAN comes out.

JUAN

(to the crowd)

Hi there! Is everyone okay?

The audience is too dumbstruck to notice. Wondering if he’s too high for his own sake, Juan manually controls the robot to lay him down and join the people.

JUAN

(to a mother)

Are you okay? Did anyone in your family get hurt?

MOTHER

N-no…thank you.

JUAN

No problem!

BYSTANDERS

Who are you?

What is that?

Did you see him blow it up?

Where’s my son?

My car!

JUAN

Oh, just call me Juan.

This, ladies and gentlemen, is…

(he spots Sol and is awestruck; he runs up to her)

Sol!

(blushes)

I-I’m a huge fan!

SOL

Thank you.

So, you are the pilot.

JUAN

Oh, yeah, I’m Juan!

And this, this is Alpha 00! Pretty cool, huh?

SOL

Alpha 00…a prototype?

JUAN

Um, sorry, but its confidential.

SOL

The government financed it, then.

JUAN

(embarrassed)

Ah-um…well…

 Helicopters arrive and Side Steen comes out.

STEEN

Juan, let’s go.

JUAN

…coming!

(to Sol)

Nice to see you!

 He runs back to his mecha, and it flies behind the helicopters. As the paparazzi surround her, she tries to cool down the atmosphere.

SOL

Everyone, please, I’ll have to ask you to…

CUT TO:

EXT. S.Y.M.P.A.N. Lab, ROOFTOP – AFTERNOON

Elizabeth and Sol are having lunch alongside other members of the staff.

ELIZABETH

That was quite the surprise. And quite the cleanup

SOL

I’ll give him credit; he did help.

ELIZABETH

At least you brought it back. Quite fascinating, I must say.

SOL

Did you find out anything about it?

ELIZABETH

Just that it’s an experiment gone wrong. This can’t wait. I’ll double her salary to check on both it and Officer Jones.

SOL

Her?

ELIZABETH

The occult detective.

SOL

Oh! I’d like to meet her.

ELIZABETH

You will. All the same, be on the lookout. All these “oddities” as people down there call them are civilians with traces of history and ancestral lines dating thousands of years, species among other species. This is new ground for us, and I don’t think it’s the last one.

SOL

What about the meteor?

ELIZABETH

Sometimes, my dear Sarah, a meteor is just a meteor.

Sol frowns and takes a bite. CUT TO:

EXT. DOWNTOWN, MARKETPLACE – AFTEROON

Byron makes his way through, investigating several items on sale. He looks on his left and quickly backs away. A young woman, too elegant and high-class to be there, is speaking with the owner of several paintings on sale covering various topics, whether it’s a Victorian gathering of aristocrats or a pop art depiction of Sol, the latter being set at a higher price. She share Byron’s eye colors and pale skin, but is much more expressive than him. He watches until they finishes their conversation and she leaves. He stands still, then he moves to the other side.

CUT TO:

A P.O.V. shot as a figure watches from the top of a skyscraper. Below, amidst all the people and sirens, is a drop of splattered red on the sidewalk.

MEREDITH DECKARD

(English)

Jesus…

 Her partner, RODRIGO BARGA, stands beside her.

DECKARD

Hell of a way to go.

BARGA

(in Brazilian)

Makes you wonder if they ever have second thoughts while they’re falling.

DECKARD

Like realizing how stupid it all is, and how it’s too late?

BARGA
(shrugs)

Somewhere along those lines.

DECKARD

Coward.

BARGA

Come on, depression’s never easy to live with.

DECKARD

Doesn’t excuse suicide, Roberto.

(pause)

Quite a day, huh?

BARGA

Yup, new clowns join the circus, and if I may be so bold to say, I have a feeling beaches will be closed in the summer.

DECKARD

Not as long as they have her around, they won’t.

BARGA

You saw what that thing looked like?

DECKARD

Yeah, like its own mother literally shat it out.

BARGA

Hm.

So how do you want to pursue this case?

DECKARD

A successful businessman. Young, hardworking, promising. The downside is, he had deep depression and couldn’t take it anymore. Unless we’ve got any new development, let’s give this one a rest. You?

BARGA

I’m willing to take it as it is.

OFFICER

(running up to them)

Detectives!

(shows his phone)

This just came out.

 On the screen is Sicarius in one of his speeches.

SICARIUS

…it seems from now on we are forced to look at the stars for answers. Is that what we want to do from now on, ladies and gentlemen?

BARGA

(bitterly)

Should’ve known that bastard would have said something! Goddamnit, we don’t need this right now!

 Deckard only looks on intensely. CUT TO:

INT. CHURCH – NIGHT

Father Borg and Steene are having coffee. He is holding a Star of David, the star with the crescent, and a cross in his hands.

BORG

I take it was a success.

STEENE

We’re lucky it went as good as it did.

BORG

Did you expect the boy to fail?

STEENE

He’s still a kid, in spite of what we tell him. Tomorrow, a press conference will be held.

Speaking of which, that businessman’s record history has already been altered. We decided it was suicide out of depression. You can walk out in the sun again.

BORG

Thank you.

STEENE

Question.

BORG

Yes?

STEENE

Your fingerprints.

BORG

(smiles)

You should know by now I have my own bag of trick.

Concerning the boy, I’m not an expert regarding children, but they are a rebellious bunch, especially at his age.

STEENE

(sternly)

Is this a lecture, Father?

BORG

(calm)

Warning, Ms. Steene. A simple warning.

What’s the next step?

STEENE

We lay low for a few days. By that time, you’d probably have prepared something.

BORG

Actually, I’ve been considering something.

(takes a sip)

Have you ever been to Cretes, Ms. Steene?

STEENE

Once when I was small. That was before the Ubermensch incident.

BORG

I see. You must know what happened there?

STEENE

I know on story in particular. Theseus and Minotaur.

BORG

Exactly.

STEENE

Quite a David and Goliath story. Except that Theseus cheated when he killed Minotaur. The latter’s daughter helped him so she could escape the labyrinth, then when that was over, she was abandoned on a beach by Theseus. Foolish girl thought she was going to get married.

BORG

Except that there was one slight detail one always forgets, Ms. Steene.

Ms. Steene, while we are cleaning our dirt, send some of your men to that labyrinth. Let them underground. You’ll find the most pleasant surprise there.

STEENE

And what would that be?

BORG

The true story of Theseus and Minotaur.

Minotaur’s daughter despised her father. She was no helpless virgin. She was as much a bloodthirsty bitch as he was. When it came time to spring the trap, Theseus was prepared, but the daughter had other ideas. She remembered how Prometheus was chained to be eaten everyday by the eagle and decided that that was a more appropriate retaliation to her father. And so, our old friend received worse than death.

He’s still breathing down there.

CUT TO:

EXT. S.Y.M.P.A.N. LABS – NIGHT

Yoshiko heads for the front door. She passes by Jones, who politely salutes her. She gives him a nod. She stops and looks up, and spots the descending figure of Sol. Sol smiles and warmly welcomes her.

SOL

Hi, you must be…

She is cut off abruptly as she hears a sword fling then get set back in its sheath. There is a small scratch on her armor. Yoshiko coldly stares at her then walks away, leaving the stunned Sol by her own. Regaining some composure, she looks back to address her, but stops once again as she finds Yosiko standing at the doors, gazing at her with a vengeful grimace. The doors slide back and they close.

THE END


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