I, Frankenstein Page #2

Life support functioning.

Sinus rhythm established.

It's breathing.

Sir, we have a situation.

You're certain?

No, sir. But the way it attacked,

strong and fast, like a gargoyle.

It descended seven of us.

I managed to fight it off.

I think I wounded it.

I think it's wounded.

It descended seven demons,

yet you escaped?

Well, I thought you'd

want to hear this.

Yes, you presumed.

You presumed to know what I want.

Well, considering how long

you've been hunting the creature...

And you thought I'd want you

to tell me about the creature

rather than capture it yourself.

That's the choice you made.

Yeah.

It's interesting.

(GRUNTS)

(IN DEMONIC VOICE) Do not ever

presume to know what I want.

Is that understood?

Forgive me,

Prince Naberius.

(CLOCK BELL CHIMING)

(ADAM GRUNTING)

(PANTING)

Ophir, if you think...

(GROANS)

No. (STRAINING)

No!

When do you begin the final stage?

Uh, Mr. Wessex, our bodies

are the most complex

living organisms in the universe.

Animating a simple

rat is one thing,

but a human is still

far out of reach.

Is it? What do you

know of a scientist

by the name of Victor Frankenstein?

Frankenstein is a myth.

A horror story made

up to scare children.

All scientists are

skeptics, Dr. Wade.

However, I would've suspected

that a scientist in

your particular field

would have to wonder

if such stories

just might have some basis in fact.

Well, electricity couldn't

be harnessed in the 1790s

let alone channeled into a...

A human subject.

TERRA:
And where did he go?

Why did he disappear?

If he really animated

a human corpse,

why not share his technology

with the rest of the world

to save lives, cure paralysis?

Perhaps he wasn't as magnanimous

as you are, Doctor.

Every scientist keeps a record.

Even when their experiments

end in failure.

Look, there ought to be at least

a record of his work somewhere.

Drawings or a set

of notes. Something.

Just because something

is yet to be found,

does not mean it doesn't exist.

But if Frankenstein was real,

if he really did animate a human,

would it help you to study it?

Well, yes, absolutely.

But, Mr. Wessex,

it would have to be over

200 years old by now.

There would be nothing left

but a few brittle bones.

It's the first and only one

of its kind, Dr. Wade.

Who's to say how long such

a subject might live?

(SIGHS)

Ours is a war that must

be fought in the shadows.

It is not an open battlefield

for you to do as you please.

I'm descending demons, aren't I?

Do not pretend that you are

doing this for us or mankind!

You care only about yourself, Adam.

Do you know a human was

killed in that alley tonight?

I didn't kill him.

Your actions led

directly to his death.

I'll be more careful next time.

There will not be a next time.

You will remain here until the

Queen decides what to do with you.

You cannot keep me here, Leonore.

I can hardly risk unleashing you

on the streets of this city.

My life is my own. You

will not take it from me.

Your life was not granted

to you by the grace of God!

It was fabricated in a laboratory!

And until you learn to use it

wisely, I will do what I must!

Then you are no

better than Naberius!

When I met you,

my first thought was

to have you destroyed.

But then I looked into your eyes,

and do you know what I saw there?

Not a soul, but the

potential for one.

Now, all I see is darkness.

I know of no other way.

I am not human,

nor a gargoyle,

nor a demon.

I am like none other.

Ophir.

(DOOR CLOSES)

How do you plan to remove the

creature from the cathedral?

The gargoyles will protect

it like one of their own.

Yes, I shall be counting on that.

Our casualties will be

high, but necessary.

Zuriel, none of my legions

ever had so worthy a

commander as you.

Would they have sacrificed

themselves so bravely,

so willingly for anyone less?

You know what this

could mean for them.

Do not forget.

Now, bring me

Frankenstein's monster!

(SNARLS)

(GROWLS)

Demons are gathering

outside the cathedral.

- How many?

- KEZIAH:
Fifty or so.

(GASPS)

(ALL SNARLING)

(ALL ROARING)

(ALL SNARLING)

LEONORE:
By the power of

God, descend into hell,

Satan and all evil spirits.

Secure the creature!

- Now!

- Ophir.

(ROARING)

(GARGOYLE GROANS IN PAIN)

(DEMONS SNARLING)

Give no quarter.

Take as many of them

with you as you can.

You're our last line of defense.

This is your sacred duty.

(YELLING)

(YELLING)

- (GRUNTS)

- (SNARLS)

This way.

(THUDDING)

Ophir, give me a weapon!

Let me fight for my life!

(THUDDING CONTINUES)

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

(ADAM YELLING)

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTS)

(YELLS)

(WHIMPERS)

(ROARING)

- (GROANS)

- No!

(GASPING)

(CHIMING)

(ROARING)

(GROWLS)

(YELLS)

(ROARS)

Keziah. I'll do what I can.

No! I wish to be with Ophir.

It was forbidden by the Order.

It will not be so anymore.

Quickly, go help the others.

(GRUNTS)

- Where's Naberius?

- They're expecting you.

What do you mean, expecting me?

We knew the gargoyles would

do everything they could

to keep you out of Naberius' hands.

But in the heat of battle,

they left unprotected

their greatest treasure.

All we had to do was lure

Gideon and the others away.

This one has a message for you.

From Zuriel.

(GRUNTS)

Tell me where Zuriel took her.

What do you care?

Hmm?

You going to rescue her?

(GROANING)

She locked you up!

She despises you.

You are nothing to her,

but another grand human mistake!

(LAUGHS)

(SCREAMS)

(SCREAMS)

ADAM:
Where is she?

Walton Theater!

Gideon is to bring you there

in exchange for Leonore.

(YELLS)

- (SIZZLING)

- (SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING ECHOING)

Descend in pain, demon.

(SNARLS)

(GROWLS)

The light embraces

and protects thee.

BARACHEL:
Sir.

What are your orders?

- I beg you to reconsider.

- There's no time.

Items in the vault are sacred.

You cannot remove or

replace anything.

Then I shall accept

full responsibility.

You have not the authority

to do this. None of us do.

And the Queen has

expressly forbidden it.

Authority is not the problem.

It is dangerous.

You must know this.

Of course, I know!

But Leonore is the spiritual

leader of the entire Order.

Our only direct link

to the archangels.

And without her, we're but a

dying flock of vigilantes

with no hope of ever

being reinforced.

Is that what you want?

May God forgive me.

ZURIEL:
Stay where you are, Gideon!

Your Majesty.

- You should not have come.

- Weapons!

I am unarmed. As you instructed.

Where is Frankenstein's creature?

GIDEON:
I no longer know.

When I returned to the cathedral,

it had already escaped.

Wait!

I've brought something else.

Gideon, no!

This is the private scientific

journal of Victor Frankenstein.

We found it on Frankenstein's body

the night we rescued the

creature 200 years ago.

It contains, in detail,

how Victor Frankenstein conceived,

and then constructed his

unholy abomination.

And I pray that it might

save my Queen now.

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