Blade II Page #24

THE TWO OF THEM:

Naked on the tatami mats upon which Blade sleeps. Skin

beaded with sweat. Breath steaming in the chill air. He's

atop her, moving inside her with measured thrusts.

Nyssa's limbs are wrapped around him. She claws at the

expanse of his back with her fingernails. Her mouth is

locked on Blade's throat, then his is locked on hers.

Together they drink, leeching blood from one another.

PULLING BACK AGAIN

Nyssa clutching greedily at Blade like she never wants to let

go. Her soul is gone -- transported to that place we drift

to when the euphoria overtake us and we're somehow able to

transcend the horror of our fleeting lives.

Finally, Nyssa GASPS, climaxing as she retracts her fangs

from Blade. Her head rolls to the side as her pupil --

focused on nothing short of eternity -- dilate unnaturally

large.

LATER:

Blade and Nyssa lie in each other's arms, awash in moonlight,

blissfully dead to the world until --

SOMETHING MAKES BLADE STIR

He sits up, listening. Nyssa stirs beside him. She moves to

speak but Blade holds up a hand, silencing her. Together,

they slowly creep towards a nearby window where --

JARED NOMAK'S NIGHTMARE FACE

is pressed up against the icy glass, staring back at them!

Nyssa GASPS. Blade draws back with a start. But in the time

it takes to blink, Nomak is gone. Just then, we hear a

NOISE. Scud appears in a doorway, groggy.

SCUD:

What's going on?

BLADE:

He was here. Watching us.

SCUD:

Nomak?

BLADE:

He wants us to know he's hunting us now.

MOMENTS LATER:

Blade is at the computer workstation. He activates the

footage of Nomak he was viewing earlier. He fast-forwards to

a specific moment, then plays it back at normal speed.

BLADE (CONT'D)

Nomak said something to me before he

disappeared the first time --

Blade points to the screen, saying the words as Nomak

silently mouths them.

BLADE (CONT'D)

Athelfiki singenia ex amato. At first I

thought he might've been using one of

the vampire dialects. But it turns out,

it's Greek. Do you know what it means?

Nyssa shakes her head.

BLADE (CONT'D)

It means "bloodbrother."

NYSSA:

I don't understand.

WHISTLER (O.S.)

Well maybe I do.

Blade spins, his MACH pistol up and ready to fire. Whistler

sits on the opposite side of the room, watching them as he

smokes.

WHISTLER (CONT'D)

(to Scud)

Your security's for sh*t, kid.

BLADE:

Where the hell have you been?

WHISTLER:

Just out connecting a few dots.

Whistler rises from his chair. He flicks his cigarette butt

into the shadows and fixes Blade with a heavy stares.

WHISTLER (CONT'D)

Bangin' some vampire chick. Kind of a

faux pas in our line of work, wouldn't

you say? Hope you double bagged it, at

least.

Blade is still guarded, not yet ready to lower his MACH.

BLADE:

What's your problem, Whistler?

WHISTLER:

Why don't you ask your girlfriend?

Blade looks to Nyssa, but she seems equally perplexed.

WHISTLER (CONT'D)

I did some checking on that Carter

Stevens character. That familiar of

theirs who claimed he was with the NIH?

Turns out he used to work for them, but

he doesn't anymore.

BLADE:

Then who does he work for?

Whistler gives Nyssa a rueful stare, then tosses Blade a

research folder. On the cover is the same red, double-helix

logo we saw at Damaskinos' facility.

WHISTLER:

Some biotech outfit called Caliban

Industries. They've been lying to us

since day one. This Nomak f***er didn't

evolve. He was designed.

Nyssa look to Blade, imploring.

NYSSA:

I don't know what he's talking about.

WHISTLER:

You expect us to believe that?

(to Blade)

Who you going to trust, Blade? Me or

her?

EXT. CALIBAN INDUSTRIES - NIGHT

A high-tech, heavily guarded industrial complex nestled

within an expanse of unassuming wooded acreage overlooking

the ocean.

INT. DAMASKINOS' LAIR - NIGHT

Carter Stevens shuts down his computer workstation, then

moves to the heavy oak door, glancing at a medical chart as

he opens it. When he looks up --

STEVENS:

You?

A fist PUNCHES Stevens in the face.

BLADE:

Stands in the entry way. Whistler is behind him, holding a

gun to Nyssa. Scud is there, too.

BLADE:

(mobing in on Stevens)

Start talking, b*tch.

STEVENS:

I don't know what you --

Blade spins Stevens around, shoving his face against a glass

case, crushing the man's nose, spiderwebbing the glass.

BLADE:

Nomak! You created him!

Blade clamps his fingers around Stevens' broken nose and

twists it with a sickening CRUNCH. Stevens SCREAMS, caving.

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