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The Centurion Frees Tyr - Rough

The Centurion Frees Tyr - Rough
Tyr. AI Concerpt Art.

INT. DIVRON CHAMBER -

Human crew stands on a large circular floor space with a single terminal in the center. ERITMAS a female cyber-hacker is plugged into the terminal bypassing its ancient controls using the interconnect from a hidden location under her short hair.

The once glimmering and sterile floor space is now aged, rusty and gray.

ERITMAS

“Got it! It’s in 702-141.”

TAE looks at JEN

TAE

“It.”

The static cylinders surrounding them detach and spin slowly. Some disappearing into walls. After some creaking, spinning and circling, they stop on a set of cylinders that aren’t so aged.

Eritmas, eyes open but replaced with glowing dark blue. Points to her left without turning her head.

ERIMAS

“There.”

The cylinder is 8 feet tall. Taller than the ones next to it.

JEN

“Of course.”

TAE

“I feel obligated to point out this thing could whip the shit out of us without trying.”

JEN

“He’ll be tired. (beat) Probably blind too.”

TAE

“He?”

JEN

“I’m pretty sure this is Tyr. (Beat) He was all that was left after Crine was destroyed.”

TAE

“That’s all good, but someone decided to put HIM in a prison that went out of business and didn’t even bother to move his ass like everyone else.”

ERITMAS

“Life signs ok.”

JEN

“Yeah, and I want to know why.”

JEN (CONT’D)

“Start release.”

Eritmas nod without looking in a direction. Still attached to the prisons system.

The system starts to make noises and decompress the cylinder slowly starts to open.

Inside a chair holding a large alien yet remarkably human looking being extends from the cylinder.

TAE

“Fuck me.”

INT DEVRON CHAMBER - Cylinder room

After a slow and creaky release, the chair moves towards the center of the room. A sleeping being held within. The system starts a warm up cycle and starts to warm the creature’s blood, preparing to wake him.

JEN

“Those restraints won’t be necessary.”

TAE

“Hold up a minute. You out your goddamn mind?”

TAE (CONT’D)

“This (beat) this is a Crine. This shit can kill Mantrax and Sprits and shit. We are just paper to this bitch.”

JEN

“He won’t do that.”

TAE

“And why is that?”

JEN

“I know.”

TAE

“How the fuck you know some shit from 2000 years ago?”

Jen calmly looks at Tae. No fear or deception in her eyes. Tae can sense it, but he doesn’t want it to be true.

JEN

“Remove restraints.”

ERITMAS

“Aye.”

The restraints start to pull back.

Eritmas quietly disconnects the terminal and eyes return to their dark human counterparts.

INT. DEVRIN CHAMBER - CYLINDER ROOM

Some time passes. After examining it sleeping up close and some pacing.

TAE

“How are we supposed to know when it....”

Suddenly, TYR gasps for air and screams. His hands cover his face. His breathing slowly returns to normal. As he removed his hands, you can see his eyes have lost color temporarily.

No-one makes a sound until he reaches to pull the cabled from his arm.

JEN

“Don’t. It’s needed to remove the sleep.”

TYR

“I cannot see.”

JEN

“Normal. It will return.”

Tyrs looks around blindly.

TYR

“I can smell though.”

TYR (CONT’D)

“Groundlings. Why have groundlings freed me?”

JEN

“I would give yourself a minute to ..”

TYR

“WHY!”

Eritmas and Tae back up a few steps while Jen takes a few forward.

TAE

“This bitch is crazy.”

Jen unfazed, waits for the echos of that yell to die down.

JEN

“When your sight returns, you can see for yourself.”

TYR

“What good would I be to groundlings? I am defeated and atrophied.”

TYR (CONT’D)

“(Beat) What year is it?”

JEN

“13445”

TYR sits back

TYR

“Defeated, atrophied and ancient.”

The cables on his arms pop off of their own. He is fully released now but doesn’t move.

INT. DEVRIN CHAMBER - CYLINDER ROOM

The color in Tyr’s eyes return and he stands, stretches and looks around. And begins a slight laugh.

TYR

“They left me here.”

JEN

“Yes.”

TYR

“How long?”

JEN

“1400 years.”

Tae and Eritmas suddenly realize the significance. Tyr laughs.

TYR

“Who else?”

Jen looks back at Eritmas.

ERITMAS

“2 Others. Both are Solan.”

TYR

“Ah. Those I understand. They are dangerous.”

Tae and Eritmas look at each other.

TRY

“Why now?”

TYR (CONT’D)

“WHY!”

TYR suddenly changes Jen, who doesn’t flinch. He stops just short of her face, bends down and stares into her eyes.

Tae and Eritmas back up even further. Jen motions towards the crew.

JEN

“You can leave us. I just want to talk for a moment.”

TAE

“Are you crazy Cap? That motherfucker will...”

JEN

“I got this Tae. Leave us.”

Tae and Eritmas back out of the chamber.

Jen smiles.

Jen’s right eye flickers green LED only for a second. Tyr’s expressions turns from anger to disbelief and fear. He sits calmly and dumbfounded.

TYR

“(beat) Do they.....”

JEN

“No.”

TYR

“Centurion?”

TYR

“How many are there now?”

JEN

“Eight.”

TYR

“Still. (beat) Which are you?”

JEN

“Eight.”

TYR

“The destroyer. The destroyer visits me.”

JEN

“Yes.”

TYR

“So, do I get the choice?”

JEN

“That won’t be...”

Try slowly ramps into a shout.

TYR (CONT’D)

“Here to end my promise of revenge against the dark half of the universe? Here to end my hated of the Martyrs and the soldiers that destroyed MY HOMEWORLD AND LAID SLAN MY FAMILY? HERE TO STOP ME FROM EATING EVERY MART FROM ZAYYAG TO THE NAMARIOUS MALESTROM? I DESERVE YOUR JUSTICE NOT YOU OR YOUR COUNCILS JUDGEMENT!”

Jens smiles.

JEN

“No. I intend to free you.”

JEN (CONT’D)

“It is your time.”