SCENE 1: EXT. SCURIDAD ISLAND, OFF THE COAST OF THE CONTINENT
OF VALENTIA
A primitive village in the tropics at twilight. We focus on a
small circle of stones, surrounding a pile of smoking
firewood. Carocol, a 14 year old boy dressed with the skins
of tropical animals, looks on forlornly. The sound of
footsteps quietly approaching does nothing to perturb
Carocol, not even blinking as his father Grimora steps beside
him. Grimora is fierce, a war veteran; multiple scars line
his face. His eyes glow like 24 karat gold in the darkening
scene, while his long, wily, blue hair tugs in the wind like
a cape behind him.
GRIMORA
She is with Duma now, proud one.
Carocol is silent.
GRIMORA (CONT'D)
You've inherited her stoicism, I
see.
CAROCOL
She broke her promise.
GRIMORA
(ruefully) That's quite
unfair to say, wouldn't
you agree?
CAROCOL
We'd sit here every night. She'd
sing songs about how she'd always
watch over me...
GRIMORA
She still does. Her eyes are
Duma's, now. They can both watch
over you, together.
Carocol finds a log, pulls it into place by the fireplace,
and sits down. Grimora sits next to him, placing a hand on
his son's shoulder.
CAROCOL
Are Duma's eyes pink like hers?
GRIMORA
Duma's eyes can be any color you
wish, child.
CAROCOL
Duma will do what I want?
GRIMORA
Meaning?
CAROCOL
I want my mother here, with me.
Now.
GRIMORA
Death cannot be reversed, child. We
may not always understand Duma's
intentions, but we, as his
children, have a duty to go along
with them.
Tears form in Carocol's eyes.
CAROCOL
I'm beginning to wonder.
GRIMORA
Hm.
Silence.
GRIMORA (CONT'D)
If you'd like, I can teach you how
to commune with him. Maybe then he
can help you understand.
CAROCOL
...I'd like that.
GRIMORA
I thought so.
Grimora gets to his feet, extending an outstretched hand.
GRIMORA (CONT'D)
We can start tonight.
CAROCOL
Father, you know I'm in no mood
to...
GRIMORA
There will be time to grieve later.
Carocol takes his father's hand, standing up. The two wander
off into the woods outside the village.
GRIMORA (CONT'D)
To speak with Duma, your head must
clear. Only then will he come to
you.
CAROCOL
How?
A whooshing sound, that crescendoes until...
CUT TO SCENE 2
SCENE 2 EXT. ENTRANCE TO A CAVE IN THE SIDE OF A MOUNTAIN.
Shot of the looming entrance to the cave. Close up of
Carocol, now 21 years old. His face is painted with blood,
and he wears the feathers of many tropical birds, medallions
for his accomplishments. His face is gaunt, pale, and yet
there is great power in his crimson eyes, reminiscent of
Duma. He carries a large scythe on his back, the traditional
melee and casting weapon of the Children of Duma.
GRIMORA
(voiceover) You wish to
know how to kill a God?
CAROCOL
(voiceover, as a 14 year
old) Yes. Should the need
come.
GRIMORA
(voiceover) There is no
need.
CUT TO SCENE 3
SCENE 3: SEVEN YEARS PRIOR, IN GRIMORA'S CHAMBER
Carocol sits across from Grimora, in a lavish chamber in
their home.
CAROCOL
How do you know?
GRIMORA
We are the descendents of Duma.
Created in his image, to serve his
interests in the first War of the
Gods. Our natural enemy...
An Etruscan-style image of Mila.
Even in her human form, she has the intimidating presence of
a dragon.
GRIMORA (CONT'D)
(continued) Mila. Mila
used human soldiers in
the war. A foolish woman,
who saw the value in
human beings as her
servants, rather than
creating elite soldiers
in her image.
Back to Grimora's chamber.
CAROCOL
What's a...human?
CUT TO SCENE 4
SCENE 4: INSIDE THE CAVE
Various shots of Carocol descending deeper into the caves.
GRIMORA
(voiceover) It's been
years since the war, and
therefore years since
I've seen one. They're a
glorified breed of
insect. One of Mila's
many careless
machinations. A mindless
bottom feeder, that
scarfs up the remains of
what the Gods give to the
Earth like buzzards.
CAROCOL
(voiceover) Then what
purpose do they serve?
GRIMORA
(voiceover) Tools.
CAROCOL
(voiceover) But you just
said they were mindless
bottom feeders!
GRIMORA
(voiceover) As are the
sheep. But sheep can be
led, just as humans
can...
Carocol reaches the bottom of a particularly steep set of
rocks, gaping slightly as he stares up at the gaping entrance
of a large tunnel. Carocol closes his eyes.
CUT TO SCENE 5
SCENE 5: VILLAGE ENTRANCE
Grimora stares at his son with a mixture of melancholy and
expetence. The other villagers have gathered around.
GRIMORA
Carocol, today is when you face
your destiny.
As Grimora talks, action scenes of Carocol fighting various
creatures and warriors from other tribes play.
GRIMORA (CONT'D)
For 21 years, you've been the pride
of our village. You have absorbed
every lesson I've taught you. Every
feather on your cloth, every stripe
of paint on your face will remind
you of your tribulations until the
end of your life. Now, you face the
greatest journey one of the sons of
Duma could ever take.
Ancient images of the Serpent of Duma, Duma's long lost pet
that resides deep underground on the island of Scuridad.
GRIMORA (CONT'D)
Today, you enter the Caves of
Khalass, where the Serpent lies, to
confront your final challenge. You
will retrieve a scale from the
Serpent, your final medallion.
Back to the village entrance scene.
GRIMORA (CONT'D)
As your village chief, and your
proud father, I commend you for
reaching this day. I expect your
safe return, Carocol. Now go!
Applause and chanting from the onlookers. Carocol gives them
an approving smile, then turns and hugs his father. Close up
as they shake hands, before Carocol turns around and entering
the dark woods behind the village.
CUT TO SCENE 6
SCENE 6: BACK IN THE PRESENT
Carocol determindly enters the tunnel. The sounds of dripping
water echo in the darkness.
CAROCOL
(voiceover) I'll make you
proud, in my mother's
name, father.
Eventually, Carocol reaches the end of the tunnel, which
opens up into a massive chamber. Carocol takes in his
surroundings, as the camera cuts to a giant rock slowly
becoming unhinged from the wall. Carocol spins around to see
the entrance to the tunnel plugged up by the rockfall.
CAROCOL (CONT'D)
Damn...
An eerie sound begins to echo throughout the chamber, similar
to the sound an egg makes when scrambled. Suddenly, the wall
directly opposite Carocol collapses violently. A massive
shadow emerges, in the shape of a snake. Carocol withdraws
the scythe on his back with his right arm, but is shocked
when the scythe drags him down to the ground. He cannot lift
it, or let go.
CAROCOL (CONT'D)
What!?
He grunts and groans, trying to lift his weapon, but he
can't. The shadow roars again, and swiftly lunges at Carocol.
Carocol anticipates death, but suddenly, an explosion rips
apart another part of the cave wall. Harsh pink light streams
through, and the shadow wails in agony. It swiftly retreats
back into the caves, leaving a completely shocked Carocol all
alone.
CAROCOL (CONT'D)
Damn it, c'mon!
Carocol still cannot lift the scythe. He begins biting and
clawing at his right hand. Finally, it is freed, albeit
bloodied. Clutching his bleeding hand, Carocol stares into
the new tunnel that had been created, a bright pink light
still emanating at the end. Cut to a few minutes later, as
Caracol emerges into a smaller chamber with a pit in the
center, where the bright pink light is originating from.
Seeing no other way out of the cave, Carocol plunges in. As
he falls, the light grows brighter and brighter, until
Carocol has to squint to see. As he nears the bottom of the
large pit, he deftly catches himself on a stalactite,
swinging and landing on his feet in a massive chamber of
opulent pink gems. He takes in his surroundings, until his
eyes settle on a throne at the back of the chamber. Carocol
slowly makes his way over, until a commanding voice causes
him to jump behind a large pillar.
GILGAMESH
Foolish giant. All of Earth's
treasures belong to me.
Carocol peeks out at Gilgamesh, dressed in his full golden
armor. He is studying a bright blue gemstone in his hands.
GILGAMESH (CONT'D)
Your queen was foolish to think
anyone would stand in the way of my
destiny.
Suddenly, he perks up, like a cat.
GILGAMESH (CONT'D)
But perhaps, we're not alone...
A sword suddenly plunges itself into Carocol's abdomen. Blood
gushes out uncontrollably, and Carocol crashes to the floor
from the force of the blow. Carocol continues to cough up
blood, as Gilgamesh makes his way over to him slowly.
GILGAMESH (CONT'D)
(calmly) You dare hide
yourself in my presence,
you pathetic little dog?
I should punish you for
your grave
transgresssion.
Upon seeing Carocol up close, however, Gilgamesh's annoyance
turns to curiosity.
GILGAMESH (CONT'D)
Oh...you're a rather intriguing
little mutt. Consider yourself
blessed, mongrel. I will let you
live long enough to hear about my
greatest desire.
CAROCOL
Con...continent?
Gilgamesh smirks.
GILGAMESH
Life on this planet has committed
far too many transgressions against
me. Do you see this stone in my
hands?
Carocol moans in agony, but manages to look up at the rock in
Gilgamesh's hand.
GILGAMESH (CONT'D)
This stone will set the course for
what will be the cleansing of all
who stand against my authority, and
claim all of my treasures as their
own.
Carocol attempts to stand, hatred in his eyes. He sees
Gilgamesh as a human.
CAROCOL
You...you human scum!
Gilgamesh summons two more swords; one pierces Carocol's
abdomen again, while the second strikes his shoulder, taking
him down again.
GILGAMESH
(angrily) You worthless
urchin! How dare you
compare me to the
very locusts I long to
exterminate! For that,
your death will be
prolonged!
Carocol cries out in agony, blood leaking from his body like
a sieve. Gilgamesh stomps on Carocol's head, silencing him.
GILGAMESH (CONT'D)
You have the mark of a strong
warrior, but the heart of a brittle
baby. We may share the quality of
not being human, but in the eyes of
a demi-god such as myself, you are
less than a human. I wish to
see you bleed dry until you become
the dried husk of a crying boy...but the course of fate is
against us.
Gilgamesh grinds his foot on Carocol's head, before turning
to leave.
GILGAMESH (CONT'D)
May we meet in the afterlife, so I
may beat your spirit down in
similar fashion...you mongrel.
Gilgamesh fades in a swarm of golden dust. Carocol reaches
out desperately, looking up one last time. P.O.V of Carocol,
his vision blurry and darkening quick, as a pink gem suddenly
levitates in the air, taking the form of a large woman.
Carocol's eyes finally shut.
