"({Enter Night})"

Chameleon v.o.

As I look in to the night, out into the darkness. It beckons to me . The blackness, once a source of fear, is now welcoming. I know I was far away from my home, but I didn't feel that way. Instead of leaving my home, being away from my home, I felt like I was going home.

General shots of the city and buildings of Camden. We see that same green flash of light and Vince appears dressed as the chameleon. It's not the chameleon that we saw from the beginning. This one is more crudely dressed. We don't get to notice how crudely dressed though because we can't get a good enough shot. He is moving to fast. He runs through a field, shooting through the trees. He bursts out into a street. Right in front of a speeding delivery truck. We hear him scream like a little girl as he leaps out of the way. The camera doesn't follow him though. It stays on the truck as it roars on, it's horn honking. The camera pans over to, and up the side of a near by building., Their, on the side of the building, Vince is clearly stuck to the side of it, A faint greenish glow surrounding him. He yells in terror as he realizes he is twenty feet above the ground, sticking to the side of a perfectly smooth building. What's holding him up though? From that earie glow around him, it would suggest a unseen force that he has yet to learn how to control. Apparently he hasn't realized this, because His expression is that of a cat, stuck in a tree, he got himself up their, and he realizes this, but for the life of him, he doesn't know how to get down. He gingerly pulls one palm loose. He seems to get the hang of it. He presses the palm of his hands against the sides of the building. Allowing the glow to glide over him, It is now that he realizes, that the glow, whatever it is, is holding him on the building. He gets to cocky, and starts to move up the building faster than the glow follows him. With nothing to hold him to the side of the building he looses what little bit of traction he would have, then loses that and falls, Landing with perfect catlike grace on his feet and hands. We can hear a startled Yelp when he hits the ground. Then he stands unsteadily.

Chameleon V.O.

"My body was changing, so was my mind, and I didn't know Where it would stop."

Vince Feels his arms and legs, feeling the strange energy pulsing through his muscles, body, and most importantly, his mind. "OK Vince, keep it with you. Hold it in one spot." He says while walking up to a black car that is parked in a parking lot.

Chameleon v.o.

"I had new found strength and agility. My horror began to turn to exhilaration as I found myself capable of things I never dreamed of. I once thought of my body as skinny. Although no physical change was present, I couldn't help but feel more muscular, more man-like. But beyond that I noticed that I had inhuman power in my mind, that to this day, I still can't even begin to comprehend."

Vince picks up the back end of the small car by its bumper. Pan down to see that he's holding his hands on the bumper of the car, it's the light that is under it that seems to be lifting the car in the air.

Cut to a huge tree. Vince Jumps, the same way he did before, when he was scared by the car, easily passing the limps of the tree. He then holds his hand out to catch one on his way down, and does so effortlessly. "Ok, Focus, focus. He lets go, and just hovers their. We see that same green glow that we saw before, but it's not a flash. It's letting him down to the ground, slowly. Then he stops half way down, still hanging their in mid air,, as he starts gliding back and forth... yelling with the thrill of it. The light then disappears and He falls, landing on his fete. As soon as he hits the ground He runs off screen.

Chameleon V.O.

"The heights didn't scare me in the least anymore."

Cut to a white house. We see Chameleon Now learning to use the glow to stay on the wall. It takes him a few times, but he gets the hang of it. He climbs up to the roof of the house, takes a deep breath, and leaps to the house next door. He takes off running.

TRACKING SHOT.

Following Chameleon as he leaps from roof to roof. running along the peaks, and finally leaping to a streetlight and doing a full flip around it. We see that same green glow under him as he is being lowered down to the ground. He lands perfectly, and bows theatrically.

Chameleon V.O.

"It was great! At the time, I didn't realize what was happening to me. I honestly thought I was a freak, my body became a stranger. Someone that I know longer knew anything about."

MONTAGE of Chameleon, still at night. He obviously feels more at home now. Climbing sheer buildings. exploring. Learning. Leaping from roof to roof to fire-escape to freeway overpass. Just when he is obviously getting cocky, he slips off the sheer face of a high-rise and falls. "Focus!" he says, more to calm himself down than anything else. He then relaxes. The green glow surrounds him and pushes him through the darkness. He slams against another building and focuses the light around his palms and fete securely sticking him to the building like a lizard holds on to glass with it's claws. He takes a breath, and looks down. "I don't even wanna know how far down that would have been." He says to himself. From the look on his face, he is scared. Scared, but exhilarated at the same time.

Chameleon v.o.

"That was a close one, but I was exhilarated. I wanted to push it further. It was the first time in my life I had ever been good at anything physical. Now that I have taken the time to find the full extent of my abilities, heights, previously terrifying now attracted me. The air became my water. I could almost swim weightless where other normal people would plummet and break. I was at home in places others fear. And it stirred something dark inside of me. Something that I didn't know I had. I don't know how to describe it to you, it was almost like a predatory urge."

Fast cut to,

a man in a business suit, walking down the street in the moon light.

Pan up and slightly away from the man to reveal, Vince, running on a rooftop effortlessly. He is merely a shadow in the moonlight. The person below has no idea he is being stalked.

Chameleon v.o.

"I was tripping on the power of being able to come and go like a wraith. to watch without being seen. The ability to go anywhere I wanted without having to ask permission. For the first time, I actually felt like an adult. However, where there is an adult, there is always a kid at heart, and their was still one more toy I was scared to play with."

fade out slowly, then fade in.

We are at an apartment complex. We see a sign that says "Lynches River". Vince walks on to the shot. The camera tracks with him. Past the sign as he walks down the street. "Ok Vince, concentrate. You can do this. Just work through the pane." He says to himself. He puts his hand up to his head, and physically relaxes.

Zoom in to Vince's face, still covered by his poorly constructed chameleon mask. Then go to a mega close-up. To the point where his make shift mask looks like a blot of light green and brown swirls. Go further to the point where we are reminded of one of those ink blot tests that the psychologist would give someone. Zoom even further to reveal how the material is threaded. Keep zooming in to the fine threading till the camera falls through a gap in-between the threads. Now we are in total blackness.

Fade in to a point of view like we've never seen before.

A wide shot of the complex. The apartment complex looks the same, but more see through. Almost like glass. The things that stand out the most are the people and animals/life forms, the people sleeping in their beds and the electronic equipment. The equipment that is on gives off a warm welcoming light. The equipment that is off, gives off no light, and looks almost dead in comparison. The people in the beds Glow with some sort of internal light. The same goes for the stray animals. The trees, anything that is alive, seems to glow, almost pulsate with this light. At the same time, we hear voices. Almost at the same time as each other, and blending in to mix into one another.

"mommy? Where are you?" Call me a bastard will ya!" "Not tonight honey, please not tonight." "I kissed her once, that doesn't make me a lesbian does it?" "Just one kiss won't hurt as long as we don't do anything else" "NO! MAKE THE GIANT BUNNIES GO AWAY!" "Don't touch the nuggets.!"

Then with a flash of light it stops. And we are back on the street again in regular view. All the voices are gone now.

Vince grabs his head in pain. "Oh gees, that hurts!" he says in his normal voice. He then sits down on the pavement and rubs the side of his head. After a few deep breaths, he stands back up. And starts walking to the building on his left. The camera pans with him as he stops to bend down to poke a stray cat in the ribs. It wakes up and mews softly.

Close-up of the gloved hand of Vince's chameleon suit.

He starts to stroke the cat. As the cat begins to start purring, he moves his fingers to the back of the cat's neck. "OK Vince, work through the pane." He says to himself as he takes a deep breath. As he touches the back of the cat's neck.

Quick cut to. Yet another point of view. The night, but much brighter. Everything looks much larger. Pan up to reveal, Vince, in his chameleon suit. Pan back down his arm. Suddenly a insect runs across the path of his arm. A giant cat claw comes crashing down on it mercilessly, trying to capture it. It doesn't, and the larger than life insect barely misses getting gorded by the needle sharp claws. Another claw comes in the shot from another angle and quickly spears the insect with a single claw while lifting it up towards the camera lens.

"Don't eat that." The voice is Vince's, but it's a little watery. It has a different echo to it. We here a young female voice with the same quality of the echo.

"But food, need eat." It replies.

"I know, but if you help me, in return, I will give you food."

"I help? You feed?" it asks.

"Yes." Vince replies.

"No funny?" it asks. you hurara, you no talk to feline before."

"I know, I'm different." Vince replies with a sad tone in his voice.

You queer alright, never seen magic like this before. You talk in my head? This not supposed to happen?" The voice starts to get panicky while it is acquiring this information.

"Relax, I will not hurt you. I just need to do an experiment."

"what mean you?" it asks, obviously not understanding.

"A test, I need to do a test to see if I can do something."

"It not hurt me?" it asks again, more assuredly this time.

"Yes, it won't hurt you."

"What you need hurara?" it asks.

"Actually you are helping me now. Half of it is dun already. Do you have any friends?" Vince asks.

"I have my mates in this area." It answers.

"Can you call one of them for me?"

"Yes, he far, might not hear me. He sleep heavy to."

Where is he?"

"Come with me hurara, I take you to him."

"Weight, I can not let go of you." Vince quickly tells her.

"Why?" She enquires.

Because if I do, I may not be able to do this for a while." He explains.

"That fine, pick up, I will take you to him."

"Fine with me." Vince says.

"The angle drastically changes from a direct shot of Vince's arm to his shoulders, and the back of his suit. We realize now, that we are seeing through the cat's point of view.

"Back." The voice says.

"What?" Vince asks.

"Touch back, I like when you touch feline's back." She responds.

"O, OK. Like this?" he says.

"Yes hurara, that feel good." She responds with a relaxed tone in her voice. Now go forward to ware hurara put food for felines." She directs him.

"What the dumpster?" He responds.

"I not no what hurara call it?"

"Only one way to find out." Vince says as he heads towards the apartment's dumpster. "Am I going right?" he asks while we see the dumpster come in to the shot.

"Yes hurara, follow direction good. Mate behind there."

"Call him." Vince instructs. We here soft mewing noises then we see something stirring behind the dumpster. "Ok, that's enough."

"but hurara, mate not awake yet." She starts to explain.

"Yes, I know. But I just realized the time. I only have like a hour left before I have to mete with someone. Plus I want to do one more thing."

"Fine with feline hurara. I not need to mate now. Cycle isn't fore a few more suns." She says.

"Ok, thanks for sharing." He says with a little bit of disgust in his voice. "I need you to look at something fore me."

"After that, you give food?" She asks.

"Yes."

Fade out. Fade in.

Vince is perched on a window of a second story apartment.

Flash cut back to the cat's point of view. We see Jaycee typing at a computer. She rubs her eyes sleepily.

"This good hurara?" she asks.

"Yes, just keep looking their." Vince responds.

She turns off the light, and thinking she is unobserved, strips off her clothes. She slips into bed in just her panties and a T-shirt.

Chameleon v.o.

"Boys will be boys after all. But even this forbidden glimpse was too much for me."

Cut back to the regular view.

Vince loses his concentration. The glow that held him on the wall fades away. He crashes into the rose bushes. He reaches down to pick up the cat. With a flash of green light, him, and the cat vanish. We can here him bounding into the darkness as lights come on in the apartment behind him.

Fade out. Fade back in to a near by lake. Vince is On his knees Shaking. His head is in his hands. He screams in agony, long, and loud. At the top of his lungs. We realize that he's screaming from some sort of inner pane that we can only begin to comprehend. The shot widens to include the same stray cat that was in the same seines as before. We can still here Vince screaming. Finally the pane is to much for him. He rips off his makeshift mask and grips his head in his hands. Finally he is consumed by the pane and falls over on to his back in to the soft mud of the near-by lake.

Chameleon v.o.

"unfortunately for me, I realized with great power comes a price. In this case,, I realized that my price was pane. Long, searing, agonizing pane. Luckily for me, My little mind parlor trick was the only one that really hurt. My only theory is a person's head can only handle one set of thoughts. One set of emotions. Anything else would overload it. That's probably what I was doing. I, however, didn't know it worked in reverse. Come to find out, that cat cared more about me than I thought."

Camera pulls in to a closer shot of Vince and the cat. The cat comes up to Vince and nuzzles up against him. It then takes it's paw and slips it under his head. The same female voice fades in. We recognize it as the one that we were talking to earlier. "hurara! Hurt?"

"AAAAHHHH! Let go! I can't take any more!" He says, his voice filled with pane.

"It work other way to. I touch other hurara and I do this now." The cat seems to say in understanding.

"NO, just me." Vince corrects.

"hurara to hurt to feed?"

"No, just let go, and I'll feed you." Vince quickly says.

"Whatever hurara say." The voice says as the cat removes it's paw and steps away from Vince.

He puts his hand to his temples, and closes his eyes

Switch to,

That same point of view that we remember from the apartment complex. The life forms are, of coarse, the cat. A few birds in the trees, sleeping. In the water fish can clearly be seen swimming.

Vince v.o. add lots of echo, continuous.

"OK Vince, it worked with the printer, and the radio, time to see if it works here." He says, ready to try his final experiment for the night. "Ok, up." He says nonchalantly. Everything seems to obey him. The birds wake up, and flutter to the top of the trees, insects buzz and fly into the air from their hiding places, and The fish swim to the top of the water. "Ok, that was a little two much. I will wave something, whatever sees it. Come towards it. Only if you are near it though." He says clarifying himself.

Switch back to the regular shot.

Vince waves his hand above the water of the lake

Switch back to that eary, omnipotent view.

The fish swim to the top of the water.

Vince v.o. Add lots of echo.

Those of you that came, jump.

Switch back to the regular view again.

Vince has one of his gloves off, holding his hand out above the water. He utters one word. More of a whisper. "Jump." As he says this, a fish jumps out of the water, straight in to his hand. He grabs it, then lays it down beside the cat. The cat quickly spears the fish with it's claws and it no longer moves. This process repeats itself three more times, making a total of four fish that he gives the cat.

Vince v.o, add echo.

"Thank you feline. Enjoy your reword. You have helped me more than you will ever know. He wipes his hand on his costume, and slips his glove back on. Then with a flash of light that we recognize by now, he disappears. The camera holds on this same peaceful seen by the lake, as if nothing had ever been their to begin with. The cat gnaws on the fish, purring contently.

fade out. Slowly fade in to a blew car moving down the street, it's head lights blazing. That same green light flashes again, and the chameleon appears, on top of the roof of the car. He then leaps off, the glow staying under him, ready to break his fall if he needs it. the glow switches from under him, to in front of him.

Tracking shot of Vince, slowing down to a glide as he lands on his fete onto a rooftop.

Chameleon v.o.

The high-rises of the small town of Bishopville quickly became my domain. Continuous tracking shot of Vince gliding across the concrete and roof tops. He doesn't glide, it's more like he jumps from rooftop to rooftop. like a frog would leap from Lilly-pad to Lilly-pad on the surface of a pond.

Chameleon v.o.

"Two stories above the street became no problem for me. I could do it with ease and grace now. This was a quiet little town, so their weren't many people around. Especially at night. Fore some unknown reason, it felt like a kind of private odyssey. A place where I could go anywhere. I had total freedom. Not just to go wherever I wanted, but to watch, listen, and observe. I could do this unnoticed. People didn't see me fore a change. I was free, free to watch the entire spectrum of human behavior like a ghost. Businessmen, cops, hookers, secretaries, junkies, car thieves, millionaires. All jammed together in the concrete maze. I could since it all.

Camera pans down to a window on the second story of an apartment complex., Vince watches, unnoticed, through the windows, as a man screams at his children.

Quick shots.

A beautiful woman works out. A middle-aged man drinks himself into a stupor crying. A young woman plays with a baby.

Chameleon v.o.

"My 17 year old mind couldn't make much sense of it. Why some have so much, others so little. Why there needs to be so much pain in the world."

CUT TO, Vince, in the chameleon suit, creeping around another rooftop. We can hear a man and a woman arguing. The camera pans down to the couple as The man starts beating up on her in a drunken rage. From the sound that comes from Vince he obviously has heard enough. With a flash of light, he's gone.

Ground angle of the couple. The man still laying the punches on, hard and heavy. She cries and tries to run but the guy catches her. He hits her again. And again. The next time he draws back his fist, he feels something grab it and turns to face his interruption... But nothing is there. With a flash of light, Vince shows himself. The chameleon emblem on his suit clearly glinting off of the moon light. He takes the opportunity of the man's astonishment to catch him off guard, and, decks the guy with one punch.

Chameleon V.o.

"It feels good to make a difference. To mete out a little justice. To defend the helpless."

Unexpectedly, the woman smashes a frying pan down on his head from behind.

"Leave my husband alone!!" She says as she props him up to deliver a punch to his stomach. Her husband gets up and joins in. Now they're both beating on him, and he retreats, obviously confused. He jumps out of the way, and with a flash that seems to confuse them both, he is no ware to be found.

Chameleon v.o.

"the Super hero thing was going to be harder than I thought." He says with a chuckle. I was young, I didn't realize that people were more complex than I thought. How was I supposed to know she liked him doing that to her. I had the physical powers. I just didn't have the wisdom, yet."

Cut to a girl, surrounded buy what looks like gang members. As the camera zooms in for a closer shot, We relies the girl is tinga, who has already been badly beaten by the gang. One member pulls out a switch blade and thrusts it in her face, flicking it open. The gang surrounds the girl, and she screams in terror as some of the members grab her holding her in place for the guy with the blade.

Chameleon V.O.

"Now this is different, She defenantly needed my help. Call me crazy, but I thought I should step in and give her a hand."

The guy with the blade goes to slice her throat, but his hand is stopped. He wiggles it around, trying to shake it loose from a invisible force which has his hand in a tight grip. "Guys, I can't move my hand?" the gang member says in confusion.

"Lets see how you like it." A deep ominous voice says as the guy with the knife is flung up against a near-by wall. The gang, now interested in helping their leader, forgets about terrorizing the girl and runs to help their now frightened comrade.

Cut to the frightened look on the members face as he is pinned up against the wall by something he has yet to lay eyes upon. "WHAT THE HELL do youthank you are?! A comic book character?!" the member asks, nearly wetting himself.

"This knife hurts my ears." The voice replies whispering in to the gang member's

ear. The switch blade then pins him to the wood of the wall by his jacket. The member screams, thinking that he is going to be stabbed, but realizes that he's just stuck their. "You stay their now and be a good boy while I help her ok?" The fraise is more of a command than a question. The gang member nods his head yes." I'll be right back. Don't ya go anywhere now ok?" The voice says with a sinister laugh. Another switch blade floats out of his pocket and pins him to the wall by the other side. Pan away from the guy pinned up against the wall by his own blades, down, and over, to the rest of the gang. They are still running to help their friend.

Shots of the chameleon, appearing, tapping each of them on the shoulder, then disappearing. A pattern forms, not quite noticeable yet. At first, we thank he's just trying to spook them. Then we finally figure it out as the pattern becomes more predominant. He's spreading the gang members out in order to take them out one by one. During the process of this, one member feels brave, draws a gun, and fires a shot at him. This helps his tequneek even more. When the gang hears their marksman start shooting, they scatter to give him plenty of room to aim. One comes by and picks up the girl. Another stays to help their member down from the wall. Vince appears next to the guy with the gun and taps him on the shoulder.

"Got ya." He says as he shoots his gun at him. Then he looks round, The masked man is no ware to be seen.

"That's two!" the voice seems to be coming from up above him. He looks up to see this stranger hanging from the wall, right beside the guy that he put up their with the knives. The guy takes aim again, and fires. Right before he shoots, we see a flash of green light. This temporarily throes his aim off, and he misses. We hear something hit the ground.

"gees Jones, don't shoot me!" the member yells from his helpless state on the wall.

"gees Jones, don't shoot me!" a UN seen voice says, an exact imitation of the helpless captive on the wall.

"That's three!" The voice of the stranger reminds him. Three more shots are fired in rapid succession. A flash of light comes from behind him, and Vince taps him on the shoulder. "That's four, five and six."

"Good for you big bird. You can count." He says while grabbing him and holding the barrel of the gun up to Vince's temple. "Today's word for the day is death." He says with a laugh, as he pulls the trigger. A audible click is heard, not the deafening bang we would expect.

"And you can't" He says before cold cocking the man, laying him sprawled out on the pavement. The guy that stayed behind is getting a latter to help his friend down as the chameleon runs off screen.

Wipe to.

The girl that he tried to rescue before. She is tied up, on the ground. The gang member looms over her. "People like this. I've seen them before, thank that they are some kind of phantom stranger or something. When he comes, I will kill him, just so you will see me do it, after I'm dun, I'm going to kill you." He explains to the still terrified girl laying on the concrete of the alley.

"No need to weight, I'm already here." Vince says, using that same sinister voice that he seems to like a little to much now.

The camera goes to a TIGHT ANGLE on the gang member.

He looks galvanized by the voice. He opens his cote, and draws a fresh knife from the bandoleer of knives across his chest inside

the coat. He looks around, but he can't yet track the source of the voice.

"Who the hell is that? He says, expecting an answer.

""Let her go and I won't hurt you." He says defiantly.

For a second, the member actually considers this offer. He hesitates for a few seconds.)

Come on out man, I won't hurt you. The gang member says venomously. Lets just talk this through.

Switch angles to Vince's hiding place. Behind the trash can of the ALLEY. We hear the amplified sound of a knife swishing through the air. He steps out from behind the trash-can. "Hello, ray." He says, obviously addressing the gang member.

Through the following seines we will hear things as Vince would hear them, things more amplified. The knives, especially, when they fly through the air, And ray's heart beating.

As He rises away from the girl. Ray tries to process what he sees. And cover. And buy time. "You are a little early for trick-or-treating homie." Ray says.

"Help me, he is going to kill me. He said so!" tinga says with panic in her voice.

"Murderer." Vince says, addressing no one in particular.

Ray blows out a breath. "Congratulations. You get a cookie. Time to kill again." He shrugs. The shrug becomes the launch of a knife.

TIGHT SHOT, MOVING with the knife straight to Vince's face. His camouflaged -gloved-hand slaps away the incoming knife and inch from his nose. It CLATTERS to the ground. "These knives hurt my ears Raymond. And you just said you wanted to talk." He says, tutting a few times. He continues to stride towards ray as if nothing ever happened.

"Try harder. Try again."

Switch to a SHIFTING ANGLE as Vince nears Ray. He throws another knife as Vince is starting to close in. He claps his hands together, immobilizing the next knife. He opens his hands, It appears to be almost an oops gesture. It still doesn't stop Vince, he keeps on coming towards him.

Switch to a side ANGLE As they finally meet. Ray attempts a roundhouse. Vince blocks it and smashes Ray into the alley wall.

As Vince touches him. There is a bright flash as memories flood in to Vince's head. Disturbing images of a man and a woman, being stabbed to death in a car. Flash back to the ally again.

"A year ago. Halloween. A man and a woman. In a car. You murdered them. Vince says jogging his memory.

"Last Halloween, eh? Yea." He says, trying to remember. He then gets a realization as he snaps his fingers. "Yea, I remember now. I fucked her too, I think."

"You cut her. You raped her." Vince says, his voice amplifying. "You watched!" he says, with rage in his voice.

"Hey, I got my rocks off, so, fuck you man.

A glow appears under Vince's fete as he rises in the air to mete his eyes. They're face-to-face now, sweaty and tense. "I want you to tell me a story, Raymond." He says as he touches a hand on his shoulder. When he does, the light leaves Vince and surrounds ray.

Ray tries to move his hands, but they are immobilized. "I don't know you man?" He says, If you couldn't tell he's scared it's obvious now. His heart is beating faster, we can hear it as it speeds up. Zoom closer as Vince bares down on ray and tenses up. He brings his hands to ray but instead of hitting him like we would expect him to, he holds one at the back of his neck, and one at his temples.

Flash cut, Someone's point of view. A man in a camouflaged-colored mask is looking up at us. The heart rate that we hear, speeds up even more.

"Vince v.o, add echo.

"I want you to tell me a story Ray. A nice little story, about a lady named Jody Seleranio, and a guy named Thomas Anderson. You don't remember the story ray? Or is it you don't want to remember. Lets see a little instant replay shall we." the same seines previously mentioned are replayed, but at another angle. . More gory, and bloody. "Time to add the special affects ray. You like seeing people get killed don't you. Lets see how much you can take." The voice says, nearly enraged beyond comprehension.

More seines, to horrifying to mention here. Each seen more bizarre and excruciatingly horrible than the last. The final image is a picture of ray getting stabbed multiple times, as the blood pores down his chest.

For the first time, Ray starts to loose control. "What are you?! No more! enough!" He says before screaming in terror.

Vince v.o. add echo, over ray's scream.

"Victims. Aren't we all. Now you know how it feels."

Switch back to the view of the ally. Rays mouth is open wide, He is still screaming. Vince lets go, and grabs his head in pane. The glow vanishes from ray and he falls face first on the concrete, still screaming. He shackley gets up and runs off into the night. Vince then turns to tinga, still laying their, still tied up, and starts to untie her.

"What did you do to him?" she asks.

"two much of a good thing." He replies. He finishes untying her, and helps her stand up. Can you make it back to your house?"

"yes." She responds."Good." he says as he starts to walk away.

"Weight, I never got a chance to ask your name." She yells to the disappearing figure.

"Chameleon." The voice responds, seemingly coming from nowhere, but at the same time, everywhere. "Call me, Chameleon. Please, get back to your home, I guarantee no more harm will come to you tonight if you go home now. Call the police. Tell them about this, about what they tried to do to you. The three names you need to remember are Jones, Raymond, and their leader Pietro. The cops will know them as junk-yard, shadow, and quick silver. If you are going to mention me, just say that someone saved you. Mention my name if you wish."

But I never got a chance to say." she starts to say as he cuts her off.

"it's not necessary. Now please, head home." There is a green flash of light, and what little bit of a glimpse we saw of Vince is gone."thank you. chameleon." She says as she walks off the screen, heading home.

Cut to tinga, running down the sidewalk.. She stops to use a pay phone. "Shit, they took my purse." She exclaims.

There is that flash of light again. She notices it, and looks over her shoulder. She smiles as she sees Chameleon walking up to her from behind.

"We keep bumping in to each other tonight don't we." He says. If he had that mask up, we probably would see him smiling underneath.

"You should change your name to guardian." She says with a smile on her face.

"I'll help you, but not if you are going to call that looser boy friend that beets you up." He says, but from his tone, we can tell that he's not joking.

"Now how did you know. Forget it, I don't want to know." I half to call my mother, to tell her y I am late, and tell her that I am almost home. I don't have any money for the call though." She says down cast.

"No problem." He says while placing his hand on the pay phone, while picking up the receiver.

Switch point of view.

We see a seen earilly similar to the matrix. Small read and green numbers swim past us at alarming speeds.

Switch back to Vince and tinga again.

"Give me the number." He says. "Quick, I don't know how long I can do this."

"803-749-1906." She quickly calls out the numbers to him. Small tones are heard, and someone on the other end picks up. "Hello. Don't hang up. Your daughter is ok, She had a little run in with a few gang members. No, she's ok. I don't know how far she is in location to your house. Sure, tinga is right here." He says handing the phone to the awaiting hand of the girl

She grabs the phone and starts to talk. "Mama, I was so scared, They wanted to kill me." I couldn't fight back, there were to menny of them. I didn't, that guy you were just talking to saved me." When she says this, the chameleon disappears again, leaving behind that same glowing light. tinga looks around, noticing that she's alone again. "He just left. I would feel better too. I know you would. Don't worry, I got like two more blocks before I'll be home. He must have stayed with me this far, I wouldn't be suprized if he didn't. Give me 10 minutes and I'll be home. I love you to mom. Bye." She hangs up the phone.

"Keep walking." Vince's voice tells her. She opens her mouth to start to say something, but he stops her by covering her mouth with his gloved hand. "SSSSHHHH, just keep walking." Don't look behind you." He tells her. A knife flies in the seen, and stops in mid air. It then flies back, in the same direction that it came from. a thud is herd off screen. "I thank I hit my target." He says with a chuckle. There is a long paws. "Ok, you can start running now."

Tracking shot,of tinga as she runs down a few streets, stopping at a gray house. She bangs on the door. Her mother lets her in. They embrace as she turns around expecting to see the chameleon

"He helped me again. After I called you. He's. not there."

"Yes I am. He says. The two females spin around as they see a flash of green light.

"You get use to that." tinga says.

Her mother takes one look at him. The costume, his mask, the symbol on his chest, and asks the only question that comes to her mind. "what are you a comic book character?"

"You know, you aren't the only one to ask me that tonight. I'm starting to take it as more than a joke. O, by the way, that back door is to easy to get in to. And I am not joking.".

Her mother looks at him with a weird expression for a second "Sure, I'll do something about that." She says slowly. As long as you are here, can I get you anything?"

"No, I'm fine. I want, or need nothing in return for how I've helped you tonight." He replies

"If there is anything you ever need, don't be scared to ask. A ride somewhere, a place to stay for a few days till you can get back on your fete, a date with my daughter." She says with a chuckle.

"MOM! She was joking. O god pleas tell me you were joking." She says as she starts to blush.

He clears his throat. "I don't mean to break up this little bit of mother daughter bonding here, but I half to get going. I only have about 30 minutes left before I have to be somewhere." He says gesturing for them to move out of his way. They do so, and he walks through the front door closing it behind him. Close up on the door. A sticker with the chameleon symble is clearly visible.

"O my god, it was him!" tinga exclames.

"Who honey?"

That guy that I met at the cell phone tower. It was him. He remembered my name."

Fade out, then fade into A stretch of highway. A silver Eclipse comes down it, then stops and pulls over to the side of the road. The door opens, and Susan steps out. "VINCE!" She yells in to the darkness. "Gees, I don't believe this. Ok, fine." She says with a discussed look on her face. "Chameleon!" she says submitting to his identity. "Unless I call him by chameleon, he won't answer." A voice says, A perfect imitation of her own.

Susan starts to look around for it. She opens the door wider To get in. "Ok, stop playing games. Get in, or find your own way home." She says with a angry look on her face. She weights a second. Then gets back in the car and closes the door.

Cut to the inside of the car. She sits down, and starts to pull away. Suddenly the station of the radio changes. Before it was playing the lyrics to "Fat Lip" but it changes stations by itself, we now here the beginning to ACDC's "Shook Me All Night Long." She tries to turn the dial, but it doesn't do anything. The same thing happens when she tries to turn the radio off. "Vince, if you are doing this, stop it. What would happen if I was driving now? You would scare the shit out of me, I would probably wreck, and, Your scrawny body would be all over the pavement." She says in defeat.

"Yes, and all it would do to you is smear your lip stick. all over the highway." A voice answers her that comes from the passenger seat.

Susan's jaw drops. She barely has time to register it as her friend when a flash of light illuminates the interior of the car. Before, Susan didn't have time to scream, but she does now. When she opens her mouth to do so, a gloved hand covers it up.

"SSSSHHHH. It's just me. I'm going to let go now, promise not to scream?" Vince says reverting back to his natural voice.

Susan shakes her head yes. When he lets go, she bends over and screams right in his ear. This causes Vince to scream along with her.

"Gees, Y did ya have to do that?"

"Because you disserved it." She yells. You scared me half to death. Do you get some sort of sick erotic pleasure out of scaring me lately" She asks with a angry tone in her voice.

"No, it's just fun. Here, I'll make it up to you. He replies while waving his hand in the air. The volume of the radio turns down, slightly, and the station changes rapidly. It stops at the song "The Little Things, by "Good Charlotte." "There, happy now?" Vince asks.

Susan pulls back on the highway, and starts to drive. "A little." She says with a smile. "Tell ya what, fix my computer again, and we'll call it even."

"Again?" Vince says, a mixture of amazement and horror in his voice. What did you do to it? I've been gone for like 8 hours?" he says, slightly aggravated.

"It says that it won't start windows." Vince interrupts her.

"Sarah checked her male didn't she."

"Vince, what did you do?" She asks while giving him a warning look.

"I didn't do it this time. Promise. I did worn you, and her, that she should watch her mouth. I told you she was going to get in trouble one of these days. If it wasn't your computer too, I wouldn't help you with it. You do know that right?""

Susan cuts him off in the middle of his rambling. "Are you going to help me or not?" she asks, slightly angry.

"Since you need it for school, yes. But remember, I'm doing this for you Suzie." He says emphasizing the word you. He starts stretching and begins to yawn.

"it was the weirdest thing. She checked her e-male, and after about 5 minutes, it just re started on her." She weights a few seconds, expecting him to chime in with the many problems it could be, or what could have been done to it, but he doesn't. "Vince? Vince?" she says the next instance of his name slowly to try to get his attention. "V-I-N-C-E?? Mitchell!" She says, knowing that he doesn't like the sound of his first name. "Ok, he didn't fall asleep while I was talking about." she stops herself, a look of amazement on her face. She lifts up his mask, pulling the hood off of his face. His eyes are closed. He's fast asleep. "Something tells me I am going to hear all about tonight, weather I want to or not." She says before starting to sing with the lyrics of the song on the radio. Then she reaches over and pulls his gloves off. She holds his hands up, looking at them, noticing the bruises on them. "Gees Vince, what are you getting yourself in to." She says as she lays his hands in his lap.

Switch to a wide shot of the highway. The silver Eclipse Speeds down the road as the sun starts to rise over it.

Chameleon v.o.

(Hopefully this will be seen correctly as a metaphor for puberty and its awakening of primal drives.) "Now I know that everybody goes through this growing awareness that powerful forces are driving them beneath their supposedly rational consciousness. But this was defenantly different"."

Ever since I lost my sight, I was used to the dark. Been used to the dark for over 10 years now. At that time, it was about four years. The dark has always been a lure to me. I felt a since of power at night that I didn't feel in the day. It became a comforting, nurturing place for me, rather than a place of dread and uncertainty. I have always felt at home in the dark, secure there. It is the place I seaked for solace, for peace. Everything was backward for me. Night became my day. And needless to say, what I was going through didn't help matters for me any."