Chapter 6

With his hand on a guard’s weapon, the boy freezes as he realizes the warrior has his eye on him.

Warrior to the boy: "Shoot me!"

The boy starts to tremble: "But... but..."

Warrior smiles reassuringly: "It’s okay. Pull the trigger!"

The boy gathers all his courage and fires the guard’s weapon.

Three bullets pierce the warrior’s body...

...who collapses in front of the window.

The mother and boy stand in the middle of the living room. She has her arm around the boy. Both look at the warrior. Boy pale as chalk: "Now we’re rich, Ma."

Mother: "Well done, boy."

Two guards storm in with weapons drawn.

Guard: "What happened here?"

Mother: "The sex monster killed the two guards. Then my boy shot him."

Guard, with a disgusting smile: "Then you deserve the reward."

Boy: "50,000 credits. We’re rich."

The guard approaches the warrior while pulling a cloth from his pocket.

He bends down to the warrior and, protecting his hand with the cloth, pulls one of the knives from the belt.

Smiling disgustingly, he walks toward the mother and boy. Guard: "We need to secure the murder weapons. Give me the gun."

The boy willingly hands it over.

The guard grabs it...

...and throws it to his partner.

Then he stabs the boy...

...and the mother...

...walks back to the warrior...

...and places the bloody knife in his hand.

Guard to his partner: "Give your weapon to the dead colleague, and keep the one with which the 'sex monster' was shot."

Partner, grinning: "You mean, then we’ve taken him down and can collect the reward."

Guard, laughing crudely: "You learn fast."

Partner, as they leave the room, with fake regret: "Unfortunately, we arrived too late to prevent the murder of this dear mother and her little son."

Guard, grinning: "Sad, sad."

With solemn faces, the two guards come out of the house. Guard to the crew of Ambulance 13, a younger man and a more mature woman, filmed by a TV camera: "It looks terrible, but we took down the sex monster."

Journalist: "Was it a tough fight?"

Guard: "Yes, totally deadly. We’re still a bit shocked by what we saw."

Journalist: "The reward will comfort you."

Guard: "The reward doesn’t matter. What counts is the safety of the people of Natural City. We risk our lives for that every day."

The team from Ambulance 13 rushes to the house entrance with a stretcher. The young man leads.

Upon entering the apartment, the paramedic heads toward the boy and mother. Paramedic (female): "Wait, we’ll take the sex monster first. People want to see something."

They place the stretcher beside the warrior. The paramedic stands at the head end.

They grab the warrior and heave him onto the stretcher.

Paramedic, with a surprised look, glancing at the almost clean floor: "The man has hardly lost any blood. How is that possible with such gunshot wounds?"

The warrior moves.

The paramedic is horrified.

One of the warrior’s hands clutches the knife the guard put in it. The other hand reaches toward the paramedic, who recoils in shock.

Paramedic, running out of the apartment: "Help! The monster is alive!"

Paramedic, rushing out the front door: "Help! The monster moved. It’s alive!"

Scene start:

In the police chief’s office, a television is on. Chief Held sits in front of it, watching the paramedic shouting as he rushes out of the house.

As he grabs the communicator, he growls, “Damn.”

Chief Held into the communicator: “Put me through to Ambulance 13, immediately.”

The paramedic is still standing next to the moving warrior, watching him suspiciously. Her communicator beeps.

Paramedic into the communicator: “Ambulance 13.”

Voice from the communicator: “Held. What’s going on there?”

Paramedic, visibly shocked and respectful: “Chief Held, but…”

Held: “What’s going on?!”

Paramedic, pulling herself together dutifully: “The man is moving, although he should be dead.”

Held: “Listen carefully: Give him something to knock him out. Then tell the people outside that he’s dead and your colleague got unnecessarily scared. Afterwards, take the man to the prison hospital.”

Paramedic: “Immediately, Chief Held.”

The paramedic kneels beside the warrior and presses a hissing injection pistol into his crook of the arm.

Now she takes the knife from his hand...