Blade: Trinity Page #13

ABIGAIL:

Tiller needs adjustment.

HEDGES:

I'll run it through the bow press.

Blade examines some of the equipment being developed.

BLADE:

How many of you are there total?

KING:

Enough. We operate in sleeper cells.

When one goes down, a new cell activates

to pick up the slack. Consider us your

reinforcements.

BLADE:

Sorry. Never been much of a team player.

SOMMERFIELD:

I don't think you understand, Blade.

Whistler meant for us to help you. When

he died, he activated an emergency

protocol. All his knowledge --

She gestures to the computer equipment around her.

SOMMERFIELD:

--was transferred to our servers here.

BLADE:

And what makes you think you know so much

about killing vampires?

King reaches for his collar, pulling it down to reveal a

telltale mass of scar tissue in the shape of a BITE MARK.

KING:

Well for starters, I used to be one.

(in a sinister tone)

Do I pass the audition?

CUT TO:

EXT. PHOENIX TOWERS - NIGHT

We soar through the night sky, diving down towards a cluster

of gleaming, high-tech spires. As we isolate a penthouse

apartment atop one of them we hear an ANGRY SCREAM.

DANICA (O.S.)

F***ing Hannibal King!

INT. PHOENIX TOWERS - PENTHOUSE - NIGHT

An impressively decorated loft bespeaking of money, power, and

a certain perverse esthetic. Danica slams her fist straight

through the wall, then spins around, enraged.

Asher and Grimwood are there too, their wounds being treated

by Hendrix and a VAMPIRE TECHNICIAN. At tie moment, they're

trying to remove the arrow protruding from Grimwood's eye.

An enormous ROTTWEILER sits nearby, attentively watching. A

TRIO OF GUARDS flinch with every act of violence. Danica is

strong. Clearly, no one wants to get in her way.

DANICA:

I should've ripped his ripped his

bleeding heart out when I had the chance!

(pointing at Asher)

And don't you dare tell me "I told you

so"!

Asher raises his hands as if to say "no harm, no foul".

Danica continues her tantrum, SMASHING a statue apart,

SHATTERING a heavy glass tabletop. Finally, she gives it a

rest, collapsing into a chair, shoulders sagging.

ASHER:

You through remodeling?

DANICA:

Blow me.

ASHER:

Face it, Dan. We got caught with our

pants down. We underestimated the

Nightstalkers.

GRIMWOOD:

Pants down?! They practically f***ing

ass-raped us!

Grimwood GRUNTS in pain as the arrow is removed. Asher

broaches a more serious subject.

ASHER:

Has he been told yet?

VOICE (O.S.)

About your failure?

A MAN (30s) enters the room. The same being we glimpsed in

the vault. He has a haunting gaze and a commanding presence.

We will learn who he is momentarily. But for now, it's enough

to know that everyone in the room pays him deference.

MAN:

Yes, I've been told.

He places a hand on Danica's shoulder. She tenses.

MAN:

Perhaps it's time I entered the fray.

CUT TO:

INT. NIGHTSTALKERS HEADQUARTERS - NIGHT

CLOSE ON King buttoning his collar back up. Blade, Abigail,

and Sommerfield are gathered around him.

KING:

You know the kind of woman that just

screams trouble? You see her and every

warning bell in your brain starts going

off but you still ask for her number?

Well that's all I ever hook up with. But

this betty blew 'em all away in the

shitstorm sweepstakes.

King reaches out to a keyboard, calling up a piece of

surveillance footage on a nearby monitor. The footage

features Asher and Danica and Grimwood. It's been slowed to a

near standstill and now advances frame by frame.

KING:

Her name's Danica Talos. You met her

earlier. The man on her left is Asher,

her brother.

King types a command. The image ZOOMS IN, tracking Grimwood.

KING:

The neanderthal behind them is Jarko

Grimwood.

King freezes the footage on Danica's grainy, pixelated face.

KING:

I picked Danica up in a bar, had a one

night stand with her -- then spent the

next five years playing step-and-fetch-it

as her little vampire cabana boy.

(beat)

Eventually Abigail found me. Sommerfield

here managed to treat me with a cure. Now

I kill them.

(beat)

That's called turning a frown upside

down.

ABIGAIL:

We need to pool our resources, Blade.

BLADE:

Why?

ABIGAIL:

Because He's come back.

King tosses a TOMB OF DRACULA comic book over to Blade. Blade

glances at the cover, then looks at them, incredulous.

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