Dominion Page #2

The Soldier takes flight, as the Child moves like a bullet,

leaping up, bounding from building to building.

Wounded but not dead, MOMMA SLOWLY RISES TO HER FEET, staring

after the fleeing vehicle.

From HIGH ABOVE, Alex races among the ruins. And we see what

Vegas looks like now...

The strip, containing Caesar’s Palace, Mandalay, MGM Grand

and the Wynn has been converted into a fortress, the iconic

casino hotels now apartments housing tens of thousands of

people. Fifty-foot walls surround the area like a castle.

It’s lit up, a beacon, the surrounding landscape dark as the

sun goes down.

INT. HUMMER -SUNDOWN

Alex pushes the Hummer hard as the Child leaps off a building

and lands on the roof. Her arms snap-backwards, growing

longer, talons protruding from each finger as she grabs for

Alex.

Eli bites one of her arms, is about to be yanked out, but

ALEX, risking his life for his dog, pulls ELI back, and fires

into the angel’s face. BLAM! Blowing her off the Hummer.

Alex grabs a radio receiver, as they fast approach the wall.

ALEX:

(into radio)

A. Lannen! Passcode two-two-sevenone!

INT. VEGA CONTROL ROOM - SAME

A high tech control room built into the WALLS OF VEGA, large

blast windows and plasma monitors show numerous views of the

land around the city.

Two grizzled SOLDIERS in TAN uniforms watch the race below.

ALEX (ON RADIO)

I repeat! Passcode two-two-sevenone!

Open the damned gates!

SOLDIER ONE:

Isn’t that one of ours?

6.

The other soldier checks a DISPLAY, nods. A green DOT is

illuminated in the driver’s seat of the Hummer.

Script over dot reads: A. LANNEN, HOUSE RYSEN, v-2.

INT. HUMMER – SUNDOWN

The fiendish Soldier dives, latching onto the Hummer. His

jaw drops open, unleashing a LONG SERRATED TONGUE. Alex

fires at him, but the tongue slices his ARM and he drops his

weapon.

He’s so busy fighting the Soldier, Alex doesn’t see the wall

coming. Closer, closer... they’re going to hit it.

Last second, Eli’s BARK makes him glance up. He brakes HARD.

The Soldier comes loose, swooping up. He is about to dive

back down at Alex, as a GUN, high up on the wall, the kind

they use on battleships to take out missiles, swings around

and targets him. RAT TA TAT TAT!

The angel’s emulsified, midair, splattering into a thousand

chunks. Slowly, the doors to the fortress of VEGA open and

Alex drives inside.

INT. VEGA - GATE – NIGHT

The interior gate is heavily fortified, the main doors two

feet thick and right now swarming with more tan uniformed

soldiers. Alex is yanked from the Hummer and handcuffed as

Eli growls.

Alex’s adrenaline pumps and he fights back, doesn’t like

being manhandled, but they subdue him and force him through

what looks like a high tech version of a TSA body scanner.

Then a temperature gauge is placed against the NAPE of his

neck, a reader light glows GREEN. He’s clear.

An OFFICER (30’s) marches up, looking at a handheld IPAD-like

device that has all of Alex’s information displayed.

OFFICER:

Lannen! What the hell were you

doing outside the city without

authorization?

ALEX:

They were having a two for one

buffet at the Flamingo.

(nods to Eli)

We just couldn’t miss it.

A couple of the soldiers grin. The Officer remains rigid.

7.

ALEX:

Who cares what I was doing! You

saw the Eight-ball...

Note:
Angels that have possessed a human being are called

Eight-Balls as in eight-ball hemorrhages because they have

jet black eyes.

ALEX:

...and it wasn’t just one angel.

There was a whole group of them.

This news moves through the soldiers like an icy wind and it

shows on their faces... fear.

ALEX:

We need to tell Rysen.

The Officer, shaken as well by the news, notes something on

Alex’s file. In the corner is the same symbol of WHITE WINGS

that’s on his arm.

OFFICER:

No.

(nods to another soldier)

Take him to the Archangel. He’s

one of his men. I’ll report to

Rysen.

That isn’t what Alex wanted to hear...

INT. WYNN TOWERS - PRESIDENTIAL SUITE - NIGHT

The ARCHANGEL MICHAEL (30’s) stands naked at large panoramic

windows overlooking Vega. Steel security shutters attach to

every window, able to shield them in a moment’s notice. He

opens the window.

Michael is covered in scars, the product of millennia of

battles. He is tall and thin, with the steely blue eyes of

Robert Redford and a mile long stare. Imagine what those

eyes have seen. Right now they stare down towards the main

gate.

BECCA WYNN (29), yes, the granddaughter of Steve, saunters up

behind him. She is sultry, beautiful and very naked as she

puts her arms around his waist. Wynn is Vega’s Chief of

Birthing.

In the suite behind them, half a dozen other beauties relax,

naked, on a Genghis Kahn size bed. Wynn smiles at him.

8.

WYNN:

(playfully chiding)

You were a naughty boy tonight.

Michael flinches at her touch, hates himself for it and hates

himself more for urges he can’t seem to control.

MICHAEL:

You shouldn’t indulge me.

WYNN:

It’s my job to engage any and all

fantasies. As your lover it’s my

pleasure.

(hugs him)

As long as I get you after...

He turns to her, gently touches her face, tracing the curves

of her beauty with his finger.

MICHAEL:

This has to stop.

Wynn smiles, has heard that before, but underneath, she fears

the day he may mean it, for Wynn’s in love with the

Archangel.

With that Michael turns and is gone out the window,

plummeting into the darkness.

INT/EXT. HUMMER - DRIVING - NIGHT

Alex and Eli sit in back of a military HUMMER. As they are

driven down the strip we get to see VEGA as ALEX sees it...

Vega is much as we know it now: spotlessly maintained,

bustling, energetic, vibrant and most of the iconic symbols

we know and love are there, but ALL uniquely changed and

modified for permanent housing and to defend against the

constant threat of angel attacks.

It is more densely built-up than Hong Kong, but better

organized. There are modern factories, open-air markets, and

intense human productivity.

Giant VIDEO SCREENS announce a citywide EVENT -- the VEGA

JUBILEE, an annual celebration of humanity coming back from

the brink of extinction to fight against the angels.

At various checkpoints, there are more high tech TSA body

scanners, manned by soldiers in BLACK UNIFORMS. Life in Vega

relies on absolute vigilance and rule of law, but there are

those that disagree...

9.

As we pass an alley, a rebellious looking TEENAGER is pinned

to the ground by soldiers, caught tagging “Those who deny

freedom to others deserve it not” on a wall. His compatriots

flee down the other end of the alley from pursuing soldiers.

Then Alex’ Hummer has to slow, the DRIVER curses under his

breath, as a large crowd crosses the street, drunk, partying,

a sight worthy of old Vegas, revelers carousing.

DRIVER:

This city’s going to hell.

In stark contrast to the people below, the high walls are

armed with heavy artillery and modern missiles, the Statue of

Liberty a watchtower, the city no longer focused on gambling,

the lights judiciously used to light and not entice.

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