A deep voice in the dark ~ "What did they do ?" The hooded figure looks around, then leans into leans back into the child's whisper, "These humans and then tell me who." The sound of ratcheting steel, metal grinding on concrete, nearby traffic outside the alley shows it the 90's.
The child's whisper into his ear ... eyes begin to glow a rage in flesh stripped sockets, rusted bone worn through at the cheeks.
The man - "ooh ... and then noo ... " A last rattle of iron closure as the child watches him rise before a turn to run away.
('Fire and Brimstone' by Death Valley Girls)
~ Switchblade ~
Directed by
some human
Starring
literal droves of them
Written by
Alan Smithee
A Big Chicken Production
it's like an infestation ...
Voice on the telephone ~ Nervously voiced over the scene, "You don't understand, nobody can know where I'm going."
Woman on the other end ~ "I'm sorry, but we have to register your papers though the consulate."
The ship ignores all calls to stop as it approaches the docks at speed.
Voice ~ "No you don't."
...
Other ~ A sigh ... "It will cost."
Voice ~ "I wouldn't trust it any other way."
It crashes the docks.
('Antagonist' by Nova Twins)
Guy with that voice and some local friends curious ~
Dead man drinking - "I don't know. I don't know" Drinks then waves for another. "Goddamn it what is that Noise !?"
The friends look at each other with a concern all their own.
DMD - "I don't know if they're connected I mean ... " The drink comes, "Thank you now fuck off." Slams it and calls after "Hey ! Get me another." Back to the friends, "I don't know if they're connected. ... "Do you hear that Sound !?"
~ The cloaked man is shot in the back by a security man covered in blood ~
Switchblade - Turns showing his flesh stretched rusted out skull, "Oh no oh no ... you've shot me full of holes." The blades ratchet out from his arms as he turns, "But I've got no blood left to give so get ye no bowls." Leaps forth.
~ Man at the table ~
DMD - "All they know is they were all by a ... rusty machete. ... maybe an axe. Where's that fucking bitch with my drink !?"
~ Switchblade - "None left to give, but choke on your own, you will, for long as you live."
The sound of rusted blade scraping rusted metal to black, music out. The promised gurgling sound, then screams and more gun shots.
(scene locale to be decided)
Miserella (because that's literally the first name I could think of that isn't someone I know) - "Yah nobody knows where he went. He just started acting weird and then he was gone. Cleaned out all the accounts and just ... gone."
Bets (short for betty ?) - "So there goes tuition ... "
Miserella - "Yeah. All gone. I can't even pay property taxes, that place is huge."
Miserella - "Fucker packed the good shit in the middle of the night. I've got some leech coming to look at the rest ... I don't know."
The scene from the club, her dad, "I don't know."
Miserella - "I don't know."
Bets - "So what like ... a Job !?"
Miserella looks at her like she may kill.
~ The waitress spits in the drink, eyes goo wide at the scene, drops it and screams.
________________
Detective - On a phone in the streets, "We have a what ?"
~ In the chief's office.
Chief - "We have a monster ... " Leans back in his chair grinning ... a glance to the drawer ...
Caps it and chucks it back to the drawer.
Detective - ... "Do you mind ?"
Chief - "I do. A monster." The ratcheting sound. "And it won't fucking die."
Detective - Sloughs back to the chair ... "So why me ?"
Chief - "Because you've got the same issue."
~ The bullets fly as he nearly appears to walk between them shooting back, one shot and a forehead each. Pockets the pistol and lights a smoke as another bullet tears the sleeve of his very nice jacket. He looks angrily to the source still pointing scared, his pistol clicks a misfire.
~ Then oncoming fist.
Detective - "Yeah I may have that issue too."
Chief - "And why is that ? Do you think."
Detective - Suddenly serious in the eyes, "Because fate is a merciless whore."
Chief - "With a heart as cruel as the sea ... "
~ Miserella - Wearing a hotdog on a stick uniform at the mall with a big dumb hat demonstrating the name, "Fuck this."
Chief - "Amen to that." Grabs out the bottle and slams it on the desk.
Detective - Pulling his pack of smokes, "Do you mind ?"
Chief - "Disgusting habit."
('Cecilia' by Simon and Garfunkel)
Two black dogs run barking to the shredded outer fence of a property expanse, inside a frightened man packs quickly, stuffing cash to a bag and turning for the door. Outside the security team closes in after the dogs.
~ While Miserella roller-skates around her massive empty house in her drive in theater uniform (movie screen on her head showing security footage of the scene).
The hounds stop barking at the cloaked man as his his legs split on two as now a tall beast looking down at these two. He leaps over and bounds with blades ratcheting out, naked beneath the cloak but for the many straps required to hold together his appendages over flesh which seems similarly there to hold together what's rusted bone and blade.
~ then out the backdoor and into the pool.
He charges the attackers with a swipe to the bullets as though annoyances, side to side leaps now harder to track, and then into the fray.
Switchblade - "Overrated to be sated when the flesh is liberated to be dated to be freighted like you're supermarket baited now you're crated consecrated to be the future's waited there'll be flowers there'll be powers and lots of fallen towers as I scour and devour for every hour after hour ..." To the last dropping his gun in terror before falling to his knees. "So now you cower."
He smiles as the dogs run up, tearing the security man apart. Looks to the sound of the starting engine then leaps away while the dogs take their screaming meal, the sound of crunching metal in the distance.