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Old 10-23-2009, 05:43 PM
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Part 16

Opening credits roll. Fade to an aerial shot of the woods, the sound of running water can be heard. Fade to a shot of the lake. Apart from the slow current, everything is still. The calmness is broken by a large bubble breaking the surface of the water. Cut to under the water, where Novakru is being dragged down. She struggles to try and get to the surface of the water but to no avail. Under the water everything is lit up by many disfigured bright green humanoid shapes hovering around. As she gets dragged down by one of the them, another swims up to her face.

Green figure: Trapped souls...We are so lonely...so many of us and so lonely. Stay with us...forever.

Her eyes widen and she screams out, releasing more air. She kicks out but it is no use. Novakru looks down to see the trapped soul that is pulling her down and what she sees shocks her beyond belief. The water goes down far deeper than it should, with green shapes flitting about in the solid black abyss several hundred feet below. The water is strangely clear compared to the darkness above. She looks up as she tries to swim away and above her is not a surface of water. It is simply solid and unmoving like a sheet of thick ice.

Trapped soul: Do not fight it...embrace it. Embrace us...

Her face contorts as she tries to cry, and her lids begin to droop as she quickly wares herself out. But suddenly with a burst of energy and desperation, she kicks out, managing to shake free of the trapped soul, but as she swims for the now far away surface, many flit towards her, swarming. They grab holdof her and drag her down deeper and deeper still. Her eyes droop and close just as she catches sight of a shape in the distance of the water. A familiar voice pierces through the river of souls.

V: She is mine! She has no business in this world of yours!

Trapped soul: No...she will be ours now. We will take care of her.

V: Hand her over to me, or I will take her by force.

Several of the drifting green souls stop their aimless floating and shoot towards him. V gallops inexplicably through the water on his black horse as though the lack of a surface to ride on has no effect on him. One of the souls tries to latch onto V's body but as he draws close, the mighty sword swoops. As the sword makes contact, rather the slicing the thing in half it sends it flying into the far distance. Two more rush in but her sends them flying as well.

Trapped Soul: Why do you insist on being difficult...

V: I intend to complete what I started...

Trapped Soul: Then we must take you too.

More souls swoop in but they are no match for V's might sword and within seconds they have been sent off into the darkness by his sword. He gallops towards where the woman is being dragged down and reaches down from his sword, pulling her from the grips of the trapped souls. One of them lets out a scream akin to that of "The Body Snatchers". Immediately, the souls that had been floating aimlessly in the depths dart upwards straight towards V and Novakru.

V: Don't be fools!

Trapped Soul: You would make good company...

He is only about twenty yards from the surface when the souls are upon him, latching onto V and his horse, which keeps galloping towards the surface. Ten yards...five yards. As the souls grow in number, they gain enough strength to over power and drag down V and the horse. With a mighty throw, he launches Novakru through the surface of the water. As soon as she breaks through, she regains consciousness and gasps the air. She lands flatly on the riverbank, soaking wet. She winces in pain and rolls up her trouser leg. Where the soul had been dragging her down, there is a very sore looking hand shaped burn. She looks around, then gets up and runs through the woods.

Fade to Novakru jumping over a tree root and landing on the bright leaves which crunch under her foot. Ahead, in a small clearing, she can see something reflecting some of the moonlight. She cautiously approaches, but catches of sight of what it is and gasps, putting her hands to her mouth. It is Ferretchucker's moped.


Novakru: Ferret...no!

She runs over to it and sees a splatter of blood up the blue paint. A tear drops from her eyes and she puts her head to the metal.

Novakru: You can't be...

She whimpers for a moment then screams out to the sky so loud, birds fly away from the trees.

Novakru: YOU CAN'T BE!

She cries for a few more moment, then looks up, her eyes wide with the idea that is growing in her head. She pulls the moped up to right it and inspects it for a moment. Other than a few dents it is largely undamaged. She quickly hops onto it, and turns on the ignition. Fade to the riverbank. The water is still once more, until suddenly, a metal clad hand reaches out of the water, it's spiked armored fingers digging into the mud. V is pulling himself out of the water.

Ending credits roll.
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