Like a vampire with a deep hunger for a taste of blood, so does Max
hunger for combat and change. Sitting alone in his apartment, his radio
attuned to a station where the music was nothing like the ones he
listened to.
Tell me something.
There were three
cigarettes butted out in the ashtray beside him. A fourth cigarette
smoldered in it, the smoke drifting out like a signal from the
past. He was bored, really bored, and he really didn't know what he
wanted to do.
A fly had landed on his arm and Max turned to ask it, "What do you think?"
The fly continued to walk along his arm until it finally headed off elsewhere.
"Et tu?" Max muttered and he sighed.
His
laptop was open and the screensaver had kicked in hours ago. A swirling
mass of lines intermixing with each other in some form of sexual
innuendos. He heard the blip of someone messaging him.
He
got up from the chair and walked over to the desk. His finger hit the
screen and the screensaver disappeared; at the bottom of the screen in
the system tray the blue flashing signalling him. He touched it and it
called up the messenger.
She turned when she heard the sound of heavy footsteps approaching; she
saw a huge, 14 foot tall beast plodding through the walls coming towards her.
She ran towards it, her hand on the handle of the katana strapped to her
back.
Maggie leapt into the air, and on the ascent she drew the
katana, raising it high. She moved as if she was being guided by unseen
wires. She brought the sword down upon the skull of the huge beast and
split the beast in half.
Landing on her feet, she sheathed the
katana and brought up a handgun, firing away at the unnamed mooks who
were sent out to die by her hand. Bullets flew and found their mark as
she made her way deeper and deeper into the complex.
INT. GOOD TOMES, GOOD TIMES - EVENING MAX, FRANK, MAGGIE and ANGST
are around a low table; all of them have a mug of something in front of
them. Frank has a newspaper folded up and is reading a section.
TRUMP is also with them but he is resting on MAGGIE's lap.
Other customers in the shop are scattered about and not paying too much attention to what's transpiring before them.
ANGST So that's it then?
MAX Pretty much.
FRANK When are you thinking of putting it into action?
MAX Soon. You'll know when.
ANGST Fuck.
FRANK Now Angst.
ANGST This blows Frank. How could you accept that?
FRANK It's more their war. I'm willing to stand to one side and wait for the call.
ANGST Goddammit Max, when I was pulled into this group it was all-for-one and one-for-all. Why are you doing this?
MAX It's final.
ANGST This fucking sucks.
ANGST gets up and storms off the set.
MAGGIE She didn't take it too well.
TRUMP Well, I am not sure if she ever would agree. I don't think I am partial to your decisions.
