The Fifth Element

Darker: Well, I hope you all enjoyed the prologue. I didn't like how it turned out. I just finished watching the movie, so I have tons of ideas! But I'm having difficulty picking out certain characters to fit parts…for example, I need to think of someone to play Ruby Rod, Zorg, and a few other people.

Alucard: You mean that really annoying singer guy?

Seras: Yes, the really annoying singer guy. I like his pendant though.

Darker: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Well, I'm itching to get started.

Integra: Oh brother…when is she NOT itching to get started?

Rip: Vhen she doesn't vant to.

Darker: Just a small little note, this doesn't exactly follow the movie. There are a few…less exciting parts that I don't think are needed. ANYVAY! LET ZE FUN BEGIN!

The Fifth Element Chapter 2, All Hell's Breaking Loose

300 Years Later, New York

The president sat thinking, her hands folded over her lips, slightly beneath her chin. Her brilliant blue eyes shone like ice, and just as cold too. She had lost transmission with the ship that was picking up signals from some…strange planet. "What's happening?" she asked coldly, her voice shaking slightly. Images of what had happened flashed through her mind.

"Ms. President?" a priest said and stood up, his yellow blonde hair short and standing on end. His glasses reflected in the light to reveal stunning green eyes.

Integra scanned the room. Her eyes fell upon the priest.

"Paladin Alexander Anderson." a more human robotic voice said, addressing the priest.

"…Yes?" Integra said, looking over the rim of her glasses.

"Ah've got a different theory to offer ye, Ms. President." Anderson said, taking a step forward. Around his neck was a strange looking key. He had a long jagged scar running from the side of his jawbone to just below his eye.

"Go on."

Anderson cleared his throat and took a large book with yellowing, torn pages from a girl with strawberry blonde hair behind him. "Imagine for a moment that this…thing is not something that can be identified. That…it prefers not to be…because it is evil…pure evil."

"One more reason to shoot first, eh?" Integra said, her voice sarcastic. She earned a few laughs, then the room fell silent.

"Evil begets evil, Sir Integra." Anderson said, his voice bitter. "Shooting vould only make it stronger.

Ship in Space:

The radio transmission started to crackle as a voice came through. "The probe will attain it's objective in T minus five seconds." the voice of a technician on the ship said.

A man moved closer to the window and watched the probe they sent out be swallowed whole by this thing outside the ship.

Back in New York, President's Office

"Ms. President, we're at a crisis state…" a man said over the intercom.

Integra looked puzzled at the sudden voice over the speakers. She looked sharply over to Anderson. "Your theory is interesting Father, but I don't think we have the time to get into it right now!" Integra said, her anger starting to rise.

"Time is of no importance. Only life is important."

"That's exactly what we're trying to do: protect the lives of some two-hundred billion of our fellow citizens!" Integra said, slamming her fist down on the table. Her mug of coffee tipped over, soaking whatever papers were close. "General? You may fire when ready." she said, her voice calm and collected. She folded her hands back over her mouth and watched the smoke from her cigar rise.

Back on the space ship, the general gave the orders to prepare to fire.
"Load 120 ZZR Missiles. Marker lights on the target." the general said.

"Sir, yes sir." a boy said around the age of 19. He told the orders to other officers and the missiles were fired.

Outside of the ship, the mass of evil's surface became black and hard.

Back in the President's Office

"All surface activity has stopped…it seems as if it…felt something. If that's the case, we are undoubtedly dealing with intelligence." a scientist said, looking from a computer screen on a tall stand over to the president.

"Thee most terrible intelligence imaginable, Ms. President." Anderson said. "The more ye shoot, the more it will grow to learn about us…it already knows too much. Stop this madness, Ms. President."

Integra hesitated and jumped as the commanders voice sounded over the speakers. "Missile is loaded, may I give the order?" the commander said.

"Wait…not yet…I have a doubt…" Integra said in an uneasy voice.

"I don't, Sir Integra." the commander said coldly. He gave the order and the missile was launched.

It hit the target in a fuzzy mass and nothing happened. Then, it began to grow in size, fire burning violently around it's surface.

"Load the 740 missiles…maximum shield protection." he ordered again and gave the cue.

"Yes, sir…" the captain of the ship said and fired the missiles.

Back in New York, Integra was getting worried. She played with the fingers of her white gloves. "Staedert? What's going on? Is it destroyed!" she asked, her voice filled with anxiety tension.

"I'm about to, Sir Integra." Staedert said over the intercom speakers.

Three missiles sped towards the object and it swallowed them. It immediately doubled in size.

"Planet's diameter has doubled and is moving towards the ship." the scientist said who was towering over the computer screen in Integra's office.

"Staedert? Get out of there! I don't want an incident, do you hear me? Get out of there! Staedert!" Integra said furiously. She was fuming mad. "Staedert! Answer me! I command you to answer me! Get out of there NOW!"

General Staedert shook violently in fear. "W-W-What do we have that's…bigger than 240?" he asked the captain, his voice shaking.

The captain shook his head slowly. "Nothing, sir…nothing…"

"STAEDERT, GET OUT OF THERE! THAT'S AN ORDER!" Integra yelled, standing up and slamming her fists down on the table. She caused the whole table to quiver and a few other coffee mugs tipped and spilled their hot contents on the table.

Staedert began to sweat and a dark reddish substance began to roll down his forehead, almost looking like chocolate syrup. He was about to give an order when the planet erupted into flames. A gigantic wave of flames swallowed the ship. Inside the center of the fire, the flames seemed to create a giant skull that opened it's mouth and 'ate' the ship. "Dear….God…" Staedert mumbled as the fire filled the screens with a horrible noise.

New York, Aparments

A loud annoying buzz woke up a man trying to escape from a nightmare. He sat up and rubbed his head, his fingers tangled in his black hair. He looked like he was in his late twenties, early thirties, strong muscular build, medium lengthed hair that was longer for a man's hairstyle then a females. He had an unquestionable chair and quiet good looking despite a few scars that covered his body.

He glared at the alarm clock that was still ringing. March 18, 2359, 2 AM it read. He pressed the lower left corner and it beeped, the God awful ringing stopping. He grabbed a cigarette and began to search for a light. He hears a cat mewing loudly in the hall, but the damned clock was still ringing. He then realized it was the phone. "I'm coming." he said to the cat.

He grabbed the phone as he crossed his small apartment, which was about 27 feet long by 6 feet wide. He searched his pockets for a match or something. The bed behind him lowered and a new bed appeared with a plastic wrap over it.

He let out a yawn and switched the 'Talk' button on. "Yeah?"

"Hey bud! It's Finger."

Alucard yawned again and opened the door for the cat, then began to rummage for a box of matches on a drawer full of war decorations and a hero's collection. "Hi sweetie…" he said to the cat.

"Oh I love you too Major, but you haven't called me since your basic training." Finger said sarcastically at first then his voice became serious.

"I was talking to the cat." Alucard said, looking at a Medal of Honor certified to Major Alucard Dallas.

"Oh yeah, I forgot. You prefer your damned cat to the real thing." Finger said.

Alucard chuckled slightly and looked at a picture of his ex-wife and him on their wedding day. "At least the cat comes back." he said, his words slurred slightly by the cigarette that was between his lips.

"You still going for that two timing bitch? Listen man, forget her. She ain't worth it." Finger said ironically. "There are a million women out there"

Alucard sighed. "I don't want a million, I just want one…a perfect one."

On the other end of the phone, finger laughed and weezed. "Hate to break it to ya pal, that don't exist."

"Eh, I just found a picture of you…" Alucard said, leaning against the shelf and looking at an older photograph.

"How do I look?"

"Like shit." Alucard said and opened his bare fridge, except for an empty box of Gemini croquettes with an add: WIN A DREAM TRIP FOR 2 TO FLOSTON PARADISE.

"Must be an old one." Finger said then paused. He heard a match being struck on the other end. "Listen, you gotta bring me your hack for a 6 month overhaul. A.S.A.P."

Alucard sighed and cracked his back. He yawned again and started to make some coffee. "I don't need one."

"Did you forget who sat next to you for a thousand plus missions? I know how you drive."

"Finger! I'm driving a fucking cab now, not a space fighter!" Alucard said, starting to get really pissed off.

"How many points you got left?"

"Uh…at least fifty…" Alucard lied, looking up to his ceiling.

"Uh-huh…you need to learn how to lie better. See you tonight." Finger said and hung up.

Alucard sighed heavily and hung up as well. He poured himself a cup of coffee and sat down. The cat meowed loudly, wanting it's food. Alucard looked down and smiled slightly. He poured half of his coffee into the cat's dish. "Cheers."

END!

Darker: PHEW! That took longer than I wanted it too!

Alucard: I'm…a fucking cab driver….!

Integra: I'm the president of the United States, so deal with it! Damn Americans…

Darker: HEY, HEY, HEY! Watch it! I'm American. -whisper/murmer- But you sure do make a better president then our current one…

Integra: Well that's true….

Darker: ANYWAY! I warned you all that it was going to be a bit OOC. I still need suggestions on who'll be Zorg, Ruby Rod and a few other people. Once their parts get closer I will ask again. Feel free to give me any ideas for parts that you get! I already have a part set out for the Fifth Element and David's part. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and REVIEW PLEASE!