Van Hunter: Matrix of the Underworld
Scene 4
Hunter: Are we there yet?
Neal sighs
Neal: We just left the den.
Hunter: Oh yeah. … Are we there yet?
Neal: Look, I really don't need you around. I can track down Sarah Arthur on my own, and rescue your friend if I must. I don't need you, so if you expect to live, please shut up.
Hunter: Fine. looks around with annoyance Do you still have that map, or what?
Neal: pulls sheet of paper out of pocket Map of Sarah Arthur's secret Floridian beach house. You know, I've been thinking about this lately, Hunter, and I don't believe it's a good idea to storm the vampiress' beach house. Something tells me this beach house is of no use. Perhaps we should check the sewers.
Hunter: Neal, Neal, Neal, whatever makes you think Sarah Arthur would be hiding in sewers. She's a vampire. No respectable vampire will stay in the sewers. No, no, we'll find her in the Floridian beach house.
Neal: Honestly, Van Hunter. Why on earth would a vampire stay in the south? Or even have a Floridian beach house? As you so clearly pointed out, she's a vampire. … Sunlight will kill her!
Hunter: looks off in the distance Vampires are primitive animals who hardly think. I doubt this vampire knows the difference between night and day. No, she is in Florida.
Neal: To be quite fair, while your stupidity can clearly be taken from the fact that you are of the Lycan scum, if I have to tolerate this any longer, I will see to it that you are brutally tortured.
Hunter: mutters I knew it was a bad idea to join forces with a demon. To Hunter Fine, we'll try it your way. But when I prove to you there are no vampires in the sewers, you … owe … me … a … coke.
Neal: Whatever. I saw a manhole five blocks back, let's go.
LATER …
Neal drops into the room, followed quickly by Hunter
Hunter: It's dark in here.
Neal: Don't you have, like, super vision or something?
Hunter: Don't you?
Neal: Yeah, I do.
Hunter: Oh. Well so do I.
Neal: Then why did you point out that it was dark in here if you can see everything?
Hunter: Just felt like stating the obvious.
Narrator VO: Sighing with slight annoyance, Neal the demon ignored Hunter's Lycan stupidity and began walking on the side of the sewer. Hunter, brave and not-at-all cowardly, caught up to him.
Hunter: Looks around with slight fear Do you hear anything?
Neal: It's the narrator. He's supposed to give directions to the audience so they're not confused. Your job is to ignore it, and do as he suggests.
Hunter: So you hear the voices too, then?
Neal: Hunter, just keep walking. We have several turns to go before we catch up with the vampires.
Hunter: Oh, like you know where the vampires are. As if you're the great, all knowing Neal.
A phone rings
Hunter: What's that?
Skully (The kiwi bird, for anyone who's forgotten): Squawk!
Neal: Yes, it is a cell phone. mutters At least the bird is remotely intelligent. pulls a cell phone out of his pocket Hello? I'm working on it right now. Yes, I'll call you back shortly. Hangs up
Hunter: Who was that?
Neal: Oh, that was a friend of mine. Trinity. She said she's found an easy way to transport us to where the vampires are, so if you'll hold on just a minute.
Hunter grabs Neal's arm
Hunter: Ready.
Neal resists a sigh, and instead buries his head in his hands before refusing to weep
Neal then proceeds to dial a number into his cell phone, and press enter
The scenery around the two dissolves away, and they reappear in front of some…
… friendly looking people
Hunter: Well that actually worked out rather well, I think. No vampires here.
Man #1: Did you say … vampires?
Neal: Yes, you wouldn't happen to know where any are, would you?
Man #1: As a matter of fact, I do. You're looking at them.
Hunter: ….Well … this should be fun.
End of Scene 4