Blade II Page #22

ASAD:

What are you doing?

The Reapers become even more agitated, HISSING loudly,

pressing in on them closer and closer. Blade nods his head

back down the Western tunnel.

BLADE:

Verlaine's body is back there somewhere

with the UV bomb. If you train your

guns in that direction, you'll drive an

opening in their ranks. I'll run for

it. When the Reapers come after me, you

make a break for it the other way.

Asad studies Blade with newfound respect.

ASAD:

You won't make it.

BLADE:

(hefting his UV gun)

Then I'll die trying, won't I?

NYSSA:

Blade.

BLADE:

Save it. I don't want to hear your

words. Let's do this NOW!!!

The foursome spin, FIRING their UV lasers down the Western

tunnel. The Reapers SHRIEK, falling to either side, their

bodies burning --

Blade CHARGES FORWARD, firing his dying UV laser. As he

makes it past the line of Reapers, they start after him,

driven into a frenzy by the pheromones. The Reapers in the

Northern and Eastern tunnels flood after Blade too, leaving --

Nyssa, Whistler and Asad to contend with the Reapers in the

Southern tunnel. They discharge their weapons, shouldering

Reapers aside, making a mad dash for freedom.

INT. WESTERN TUNNEL - DAY

Blade runs, splashing and stumbling through the water, just a

hair's breadth ahead of the HOWLING Reaper horde. Suddenly,

the tunnel widens out into a larger chamber.

INT. SOUTHERN TUNNEL - DAY

Whistler and the others FIRE BACK at the small group of

Reapers which have followed them, rather than Blade.

ON WHISTLER:

cut off from Nyssa and Asad. He spots a maintenance ladder

and runs for it, dragging himself up the rungs. A Reaper

leaps up the ladder after him --

Whistler reaches the top of the ladder, but his exit is

blocked by a manhole cover! It's STUCK! Whistler swings up

his shotgun, FIRING into the cover.

The cover is BLOWN UPWARDS, sending a shaft of blinding

sunlight down on the Reaper below him. As the Reaper

incinerates, Whistler scurries upwards to safety.

INT. WESTERN TUNNEL/CHAMBER - DAY

Blade reaches Verlaine's half-submerged body. He tears the

backpack carrier off the dead vampire and hefts it onto his

shoulder, charging up an elevated concrete embankment as --

INT. SOUTHERN TUNNEL - DAY

Nyssa and Asad find themselves cornered. Their UV lasers are

shot. The Reapers are closing in and we're --

INT. WESTERN TUNNEL/CHAMBER - DAY

Back with Blade, the Reapers overrunning him. They pile atop

one another in a frenzied effort to get to him. Dozens and

dozens of them. And still Blade struggles upward, lifting

the UV cluster bomb triumphantly above his head, triggering

the device.

The world goes white.

No explosions. Just BLINDING, PURIFYING LIGHT leaving us

with a retina-burn image of Blade's silhouette surrounded by

Reapers. In that brief instant, the Reapers are frozen,

revealed as WRAITH-LIKE X-RAY IMAGES of bone and muscle.

INT. SOUTHERN TUNNEL - DAY

A BLAST-WAVE of LIGHT fills the tunnel, chasing its way

towards Nyssa and Asad, overtaking the Reapers before them.

Asad throws himself at Nyssa, knocking her into the knee-deep

water, shielding her body with his own.

BENEATH THE WATER

Asad still burns, flaring up and disintegrating from the

surface on downward like a piece of liquid-drenched

magnesium, bubbles streaming from his writing body.

INT. WESTERN TUNNEL - DAY

Darkness, then patterns of subtle shadow and light as our

vision slowly returns. FWASH! Blade strikes a FLARE. In

the sputtering aureole, the aftermath is slowly revealed.

Blade crouches, unscathed, as if he were standing ground zero

in the aftermath of Hiroshima. Scores of Reaper ash-outlines

radiate out from him, some of them flash-seared into the

surrounding brickwork walls like permanent shadows.

INT. SOUTHERN TUNNEL - DAY

Blade slowly makes his way down the tunnel, using the

sputtering flare to guide him. As before, he sees nothing

but Reaper ash outlines. But then, Blade sees --

NYSSA:

Bleeding and horribly burned despite Asad's sacrifice. Blade

crouches, scooping her up into his arms.

CUT TO:

INT. HOSPITAL - INNER-CITY TRAUMA WARD - DAY

BANG! Blade kicks open a pair of doors, hurrying Nyssa

inside. He's carrying her limp form in his arms, having

wrapped her in a blanket. Blade himself looks like hell

warmed over -- covered in blood, ash, and grime.

He rushes her towards the ER, navigating through a maze of

PATIENTS and VISITORS. An ER NURSE approaches.

ER NURSE:

Sir, you can't just --

WHAM! Blade shoulders the ER NURSE aside, barreling into the

triage where bewildered DOCTORS and ORDERLIES wait.

DOCTOR:

What?!

BLADE:

She needs a hypertransfusion. NOW!

Blade sets Nyssa down on an operating table, pulling off the

blanket. She's badly burned and she's lost an enormous

amount of blood. As we watch, she GROANS, revealing her

fangs.

DOCTOR:

(aghast)

God in Heaven.

Just then, a POLICEMAN enters, gun drawn.

POLICEMAN:

Alright, buddy, step away if --

WHAP! Blade slaps the cop's gun away and KICKS him in the

chest. The cop flies backwards, SLAMS into a bank of

equipment, falls. A NURSE SCREAMS. In a near blur, Blade

has his MACH out and pressed against the Doctor's forehead.

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