Author's note:
While I'm working on the rest of the scripts, I thought I'd give something in advance. The following are possible excerpts from this project of mine. The first of a series of four scripts will be called "Prophecised Fate". Since all four scripts will represent a single story, I need time to finish them all before posting any of them.
A
INT. SIM-LAB
INSERT: SL-10
Broots enters the lab. He's nervous. More nervous than it's usual.
Miss Parker
What happened, Broots? You look like you've seen the Big Bad Wolf.
Broots
I wish. I saw what drove him away.
Sydney
What is it?
Broots
I was doing maintenance on the security mainframe when I intercepted an e-mail from The Triumvirate to Raines' office.
Miss parker
What's so scary about that? If Raines' is the Chairman, it's perfectly normal that he receives messages from The Triumvirate.
Broots
That's just it. He wasn't in his office. I was watching him from my post.
Sydney
Perhaps it was Lyle.
Broots
No, he was there too. Someone else accessed Raines' computer.
Miss Parker
Nevermind that. What did the message say, Broots?
Broots
W-well, that's where the scary part comes in. The Triumvirate is relieving Raines from his duties. They're putting a new Chairman in charge of The Centre.
Sydney
A new Chairman?
Miss Parker
Who?
Broots
From what I could gather, it's that man we saw yesterday.
Sydney
This can't be good.
Miss parker
Broots...
Broots
I'll do what I can.
Broots leaves the lab.
B
Andrew
History is made of true facts, those of which are corroborated by documents. Documents written by men.
Jarod
What're you saying?
Andrew
I'm saying that if supported by strong evidence today, no matter how ludicrous it may seem, a lie today will be a universal doctrine tomorrow. And that's why they want you.
Jarod
Because they think I'm something I'm not?
Andrew
No, because they know the scrolls contain a secret that only you can decipher. It is part of the prophecy. The very same prophecy that announced your birth centuries before it happened.
C
INT. LYLE'S OFFICE
Lyle is flipping through the contents of a folder. Whatever it is, it is something that clearly disturbs him.
Lyle
They wouldn't... It's not possible.
We begin to hear sounds. To us, they sound just like faint whispers; to Lyle, they're like needles piercing on his brain and ears.
He bites his tongue so that he doesn't scream.
Lyle
Don't tell me what to do!
(beat)
Bobby is dead! He's dead, you hear me?
(throws the folder off the desk)
He's dead! And I'm in charge.
INT. AIR SHAFT
Angelo is watching Lyle, while holding a picture frame in his hand.
Angelo
Bobby is awakening.
We see the picture – it's young Bobby Bowman.
D
Miss Parker
Don't worry. I'm not going to take you back. Not before I have my answers anyway.
Jarod
Like who that new guy at The Centre is?
Miss parker
I asked Broots to run a check on him. Rumour is that he is the one pulling the strings.
Jarod
I thought The Centre was controlled by The Triumvirate.
Miss parker
So did I. But, apparently, this guy has power over them too. And he's not afraid to show it. What we know almost for sure, is that he's about to become Chairman.
Jarod
Chairman?
Miss parker
Yes. But that's not the real reason I'm here.
She hands him the folder.
