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… Episode 3: Confrontations

Location: Inside a manhole in front of the vampires base. Tank is peaking through the manhole with binoculars.

Tank: They've got a helicopter?! What the hell?!

Chip: A helicopter?! Sweet! I wanna see!

Tank: Quiet! I'm still spying here! … Damn. It also looks like they've got another guy there too.

Chip: So? It's not like they've ever gone looking for us. I mean, all they ever do is lounge about in that mansion and drink wine and stuff. I bet you there armory could use a dust-buster!

Tank: Well… You got a point there. But this guy… I got a bad feeling about him.

Chip: What do you mean?

Tank: I don't know… He looks like one of those suck up types… You know… The kind who actually do their job.

Chip: There're people like that?!

Tank: I know. I wouldn't have believed it myself if I hadn't seen it.

Chip: So should we head down and tell Hawk and Rex about this?

Tank: Probably. Is Rex back yet?

Chip: Yeah, he just finished collecting his last paycheck. (Sigh) Who knew it was possible to get fired from Rusty Burger of all places for unsanitary habits….

Tank: Huh? Oh, you must be thinking of Taco Bell.

Chip: Oh yeah… Glah… Taco Bell… Say, what exactly was it that got Rex fired?

Tank: Other than the fact that he lives in the sewers? And that he's the only one of us that doesn't routinely bathe?

Chip: Oh yeah… Actually, I noticed that while he was at work, the base actually smelled better…

Tank: Yeah, I noticed that too.

Chip:… Is this the reason why we don't have any women at our base?

Tank:…

Vampire Base:

Maxwell: Okay people. I know it's been a while since anyone here has actually gone hunting for Lycan, but as death dealers, it is our duty to hunt them down and destroy them. Any questions.

Sophia: (Raises her hand) Do these leather pants make my butt look big?

Maxwell: …

Sophia: …

Maxwell: (Sigh) No.

Sophia: (Smiles) Okay!

Samuel: (Raises his hand) I was wondering where all that apple juice came from?

Maxwell: Apple juice?

Samuel: Yes, there are at least seven bottles of Apple juice that mysteriously appeared in the refrigerator last night.

Claire: Why would we even need apple juice?

Sophia: Oh! That's mine!

Claire: You drink apple juice?

Sophia: Well, no… but I was wandering around one day, and I was in this really dark stinky place, and I found all this apple juice, so I brought it home with me.

Maxwell: … I don't even know where to begin with that one…

Samuel: Where was this dark stinky place anyways?

Sophia: (Shrugs) I don't know.

Maxwell: (Sigh) Moving along…

Charles: Sir, will we be taking the helicopter?

Maxwell: Well, seeing as no one knows how to fly it, I would have to say no.

Sophia: I can fly it.

Claire: Sophia darling, this isn't imagination time.

Sophia: Huh? Oh no! I can really fly it. (Pulls a card out of her pocket)

Maxwell: (Reads the card) It's a flying license. It's says you're certified in helicopters, single engine planes and commercial jets.

Claire: WHAT?!

Samuel: Is that thing real?

Charles: (Examines the card) It's authentic. It also says she's had over a hundred hours of clocked time in the sky before she tested for her license.

Claire: I don't believe this…

Maxwell: Oh come now. Is it that hard to believe?

Everyone (except Sophia): (looks at Maxwell in disbelief).

Sophia: (In the corner smelling a vase of flowers) Flowers are nice…

Claire: Those are fake darling.

Sophia: Okay. (Continues to smell them)

Maxwell: …

Werewolf Base:

Rex: So they've got a copter now?

Tank: Looks like it. They may also be planning something so we should keep ourselves on the ready. Hawk, how is our weapon supply looking?

Hawk: Um, we actually have some?

Tank: Better than I expected. Rex, what is the status of the base defenses?

Rex: Defenses?

Tank: Same as usual I take it then. And chip?

Chip: Yeah?

Tank: … Sorry, I ran out of questions to ask.

Chip: …

Hawk: So what should we do now?

Tank: Keep an eye out on the base I guess. I heard we got running water again, so were going to clean up now.

Rex: Clean? At a time like this? Why?

Tank: … Grab him!

(Hawk, Tank, and Chip grab Rex and drag him into the bathroom)

Rex: No! It burns! It burns! I'm meeellllttttiiinnggg!!! Meeeellllttttiinnnggg!!!

Chip: God, what a baby…

Tank: Man, this is only going to get worse when we pull out the shampoo.

Hawk: Oh my god! Get a load of this! Rex is white!

Chip: Holy crap! I thought he was black!

Tank: … Rex.

Rex: (growls) what?

Tank: This has been a long time coming. (Pulls out a bottle of shampoo)

Chip: I bet you his hair is blonde!

Hawk: Only one way to find out…

Rex: God help me…

Vampire Base: (NIGHT TIME)

Maxwell: Okay, is everything set? Charles and Samuel with take the ground search, while Claire, Sophia and I look around from the helicopter.

Charles: Understood.

Samuel: D-do we have to? I mean, what if we actually run into the Lycan?

Maxwell: You. Shoot. Them.

Samuel: Oh…

Claire: (Mutters) At least I don't actually have to do anything.

Maxwell: And Claire: You'll be look out while were in the copter. (Hands her a pair of binoculars)

Claire: (Mumbles) Son of a bitch…

Maxwell: I'm sorry, I didn't catch that.

Claire: (Fake smile) Nothing!

Sophia: Okay! I'm ready to go! (Wearing an old fashioned aviator uniform, including, brown leather jacket(with cleavage) and goggles)

Maxwell: Somebody up in command must really hate me…

Werewolf Base:

Rex: (All clean now) I hate you guys.

Chip: Is it me or do the sewers suddenly smell a lot cleaner?

Tank: Why chip, I do believe you're correct!

Rex: You guys are assholes.

Hawk: (Looking through a manhole in the roof.) Uh oh…

Tank: What is it?

Hawk: It looks like they're preparing a search party. They've got two guys on the ground and three in that new copter.

Chip: Why would they put more people in the helicopter than on the ground?

Charles: Sir?

Maxwell: Yes?

Charles: I was curious sir, why are there more people in the helicopter than on the ground?

Maxwell: It's very simple really. We need a pilot to fly the copter, and we need someone to watch the ground.

Charles: And the third?

Maxwell: Um, to keep an eye on the pilot.

Sophia: (in the cockpit) Vroom! Vroom! Rrrrrrgggggg!!!!

Charles: Oh.

Outside Werewolf Base:

Tank: Okay guys, here's the plan. Were going to scatter out. Rex and I will both go alone while Hawk and Chip stick together with the rocket launcher.

Rex: Where'd we get the rocket launcher anyways?

Chip: I thought it came from one of Hawk's Middle Eastern relatives.

Hawk: What? I'm not Middle Eastern!

Chip: You're not?

Hawk: I'm a Native American you idiot! My family was part of the Apache tribe!

Rex: Wow, learn something new everyday…

Tank: No kidding, here I thought he was Mexican.

Hawk: … You guys suck …

(Maxwell, Sophia, and Claire are up in the helicopter while Samuel and Charles are on the ground)

Maxwell: (On the radio) Purple Bat to ground forces, Purple bat to ground forces, please respond ground forces. Over.

Charles: This is Charles, I read you sir.

Maxwell: Good, and make sure you end every transmission with Over…. Over.

Charles: Understood, Over.

Samuel: So when is this going to be over? Er, over.

Maxwell: It'll be over when we have hunted down the Lycan of this area. So don't ask when it'll be over, until I say it will over…. (Sigh) Over.

Charles: Any signs of Lycan activity? Over.

Maxwell: Nothing to rep-

Claire: Wait! I think I see something! Over.

Maxwell: Where?

Claire: I see two of them. By that house, over there!… over.

Sophia: (Smiling happily) Going in!

Maxwell: Wait! Don't take us in too low! The trees! The Trees!

Chip: Uh, oh… Here they come.

Hawk: Okay, Rocket launcher is ready. Remember, we only have one shot at this, so make it count.

Chip: (Aims the rocket launcher) Kiss you're vampiric butts goodbye!

Hawk: Hey! That was a good line!

Chip: Really? I guess I'll have to remember that one for later.

(In the copter)

Claire: Maxwell darling?

Maxwell: Yes?

Claire: Is it me, or is that a rocket launcher that Lycan is aiming at us?

Maxwell: (Looks through the binoculars) … Oh shit.

Claire: Well put.

Chip: Ready… Aim…

Hawk: Fire!

Chip: (Fires Rocket Launcher)

Maxwell: Evasive maneuvers!!

Sophia: Righty-O!

Claire: WHERE GOING TO DIE!!

(The helicopter moves to the side, avoiding the rocket)

Hawk: … You missed.

Chip: …

Claire: (Looking at Sophia) I can't believe it… You actually did something right!

Sophia: (Smiling) Thank you!

Maxwell: Yes, very good!

Sophia: (Smiling and not really paying attention to what she's doing) Oh thank you sir!

Claire: Ah! LOOK OUT!! TREE! TREE!!

Sophia: Huh?

(Hawk and Chip watch as the helicopter crashes into a nearby tree and then plummets a whole thirty feet to the ground.)

Hawk: Well… It wasn't a total loss… I guess…

(A quarter of a mile away, on Galager rd and Main ave)

There is a black and white vehicle with a star logo and the words "Fremont sheriff's department." Written on it.

Officer 1: So anyways, I say to the guy, 'Look pal, there is no such thing as sea monsters. We're not even anywhere near the sea.'

Officer 2: And then what?

Officer 1: Well then he goes 'What about werewolves and vampires?'

Officer 2: And?

Officer 1: Then I tell him, 'Well then you're on your own. I ain't getting anywhere near that crazy shit.'

Officer 2: Oh yeah, I was meaning to ask you. Did you ever get that bullet wound checked out?

Officer 1: Yeah… It was silver all right.

Officer 2: That's some tough luck there- Say… What's that thing up there in the sky?

Officer 1: Huh? Oh, looks like a rocket….

Officer 2: Coming right at us?

Officer 1: Y'up.

Officer 2: …

Officer 1: …

Officer 1: Wait a second….

Officer 2: RUN FOR IT!!!!

(Both officers jump out of the car and run for they're lives.)

BOOOOM!!!!

(The patrol car lands back on the ground in flaming ruins.)

Officer 1: (cough, cough) So… Do you want to report this one? Or should I?

Officer 2: (cough, cough) Actually… I'd rather just go get some donuts…

Officer 1: … Okay.

(Claire, Maxwell, and Sophia climb out of the Helicopter)

Claire: I should have seen that coming…

Maxwell: Well… It's not TOO bad… Easily enough to repair.

Sophia: That was fun! Can we do that again!

Claire: (Pulls out her guns) I swear to god I'll put a bullet through her head right now. I'll-

Maxwell: (Restrains Claire) Now, now… um… we're all entitled… to a few… mistakes…

Claire: … (Notices Chip and Hawk standing in front of them dumbfounded) Lycan!

Chip and Hawk: EEP! (They run away)

Maxwell: Quickly, spread out and follow them!

(Inside the Neighbor's houses, in their bed)

Neighbor's Wife: Honey?

Neighbor's Husband: Hm?

Neighbor's Wife: Did a purple helicopter just crash in our backyard?

Neighbor's Husband: Probably.

Neighbor's Wife: Well aren't you going to do something about it?

Neighbor's Husband: It's two in the morning I'll take care of it later.

Samuel: (Holding an assault rifle and shaking nervously)

Claire: (Runs up to Samuel) Samuel!

Samuel: BAH!! (Turns to face Claire and pulls the trigger)

Claire: Okay… Three things.

1) The safety is still on.

2) You didn't put a clip in the gun.

3) DID YOU JUST TRY AND SHOOT ME?!!!!

Samuel: S-sorry, I-I got surprised.

Claire: (Eye twitching) ANYWAYS…. Have you seen any of the Lycan?

Samuel: N-no… Are they around here?!

Claire: There were two of them, but they split up. (Points at the backyard of another house) I think I saw one of them go that way.

Samuel: O-okay.

Claire: … Let's go Samuel.

Samuel: I don't want to.

Claire: (Pulls a clip out of Samuels belt and puts it in his gun) Okay now?

Samuel: No.

Claire: (Sigh) (Pulls her gun out and aims it at his head) Ready NOW?

Samuel: Quite.

(Samuel leads the way into the backyard.)

Samuel: It's so dark in here I can barely see.

Claire: Just keep your gun pointed forward.

Samuel: I'm surprised nobody has gotten out of bed to see what's going on.

Claire: This is a suburb. Nobody in their right mind gets out of bed before 6:00.

(A sound comes from behind some bushes in the corner of the yard)

Claire: Come on, go check it out.

Samuel: B-but…

Claire: (Glares at him)

Samuel: Fine…

(Samuels walks over to the dark bush and inspects it)

Samuel: (Turns around quickly) Wellnolycanherelet'sgo!

The Bush: Gggggrrrrrrrr

Samuel: GAH!! LYCAN!!! (Runs away)

Claire: Idiot!

The Bush: Grr…

Claire: (Pulls out her gun nervously) come out now!

The Bush: Gggggrr…

Claire: (Shaking) Come out NOW!

The bush: (A golden retriever pops out of the bush)

Claire: (Lowers her gun with a relieved sigh) Aw! Well aren't you just the cutest thing! (Puts her gun away)

Dog: (Walks over to Claire to be petted)

Claire: (Petting the dog) You're a good doggy aren't you. You're not a ferocious lycan that's going to tear me limb from limb, are you.

Werewolf Tank: (Comes up behind Claire) Grrrrr….

Claire: (Blink, blink)….

Werewolf Tank: Gggggrrrrr…

Claire: (Turns around slowly.)

Werewolf Tank: (Looks down at Claire)

Claire: (Looks up at Werewolf Tank) Eep…

(Behind one of the houses)

Chip: (Huff, huff) Okay… I lost them…

Hawk: (huff… huff) Same here.

Rex: I sort of lost 'em.

Chip: Huh?

Rex: Well, I was hiding, and I saw this skinny blonde guy running around screaming, so I jumped out of the bushes and scared the hell out of him!

Hawk: And he didn't shoot you?

Rex: Nope. In fact, I'm pretty sure he pissed his pants.

Chip: Score! But… Where's Tank?

Rex: …

Hawk: …

Chip: …

Claire: (smirks) Not bad.

Tank: Huh? (Looks down) GAH! (Starts looking for his pants)

Chip: I'm pretty sure Tank can handle himself.

Rex: Right. They're just five vampires, with advanced weapons. I'm pretty sure he can handle it.

Chip: …

Rex: …

Hawk: … So you guys want to head back to base? This is getting kinda boring now. I mean… They're helicopters broken and all now… What's the point?

Chip and Rex: Okay.

Vampire Base:

Maxwell: (Sigh) Okay… So we had some minor set back with our first operation. But we've got a crew that's picking up the helicopter and bringing it back. So it's no real big loss… So… did anybody find any Lycan?

Charles: I was chasing after one for a while, but I lost him after I saw Samuel running around screaming. That's when a second Lycan appeared and Samuel proceeded to wet himself.

Samuel: (With a towel wrapped around his waist) …

Charles: While helping Samuel, I lost site of the second Lycan.

Maxwell: Well… That's not TOO bad…

Sophia: I found some pretty flowers! (Holds up a bouquet of flowers)

Samuel: Aren't those from OUR flowerbed?

Sophia: … Oh! So they are!

Maxwell: …

Claire: I didn't spot any Lycan after Samuel ran away and peed himself.

Maxwell: You didn't find anything?

Claire: Not a thing.

Sophia: Say Claire, why is your lipstick smudged?

Claire: Uh… Er…

Werewolf Base:

Tank: Okay. I'm back.

Chip: Oh, hey cool you're not dead!

Tank: Uh, no. I'm not.

Rex: Damn! (Hands five bucks to Hawk)

Tank: … Anyways… The Copters down, so…

Chip: Y'up.

Tank: And none of us are dead or anything…

Rex: We're pretty sure of that.

Tank: So… I guess you could say…

Chip, Hawk, and Rex: (looking excited/anxious)

Tank: … Mission accomplished.

Everyone: (Begin to party) Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Who let the dogs out! Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof! Who Let the Dogs Out! Woof-(and you know how the rest goes)

Chip: (While partying) Hey Tank… What's that red stuff on your lips?

Tank: Huh? Er… Nothing…

Rex: Let's break open the apple juice!!!!

Everyone: …

So how will the vampires recover from this humiliating defeat? How will the werewolves fair after this humiliating victory? Who likes dancing in the moonlight? Is it really such a fun and natural sight?

The ever illusive,

Hyper Guyver