The fanscript is a true sequel to my first story (I had some stuff that needs to be answered) so I hope you don't mind. To see the original and the others: http://www.wix.com/yaoihuntressearth/Clint-City-Stories
Panel 1: It’s another night for Roots as Armand, Tshern and Lilly are carrying boxes of canned food to the storage room of the new soup kitchen the clan set up. Caught in a debate, Armand and Tshern are getting fairly close to arguing and annoying Lilly (who is four feet in front of them) as she rolls her eyes.
Tsiern: Come on, the guy’s long dead; he won’t have won anyway.
Armand: Not as a zombie.
Panel 2: Armand just can’t believe the stupidity of Tshern’s belief as he to him while they set the boxes down. The feeling is mutual for Tshern.
Armand: Not like your guy is any better; with all those drugs in his system he couldn’t even land straight punch.
Tsiern: He survived; it just means he can take more hits.
Panel 3: Grating on her last nerve, Lilly lets them have it and makes a bit of a blow. Unknown to them, a monster-shaped shadow looms in the corner as a floating key chain with three keys attached to it jingle above the Roots members heads.
Lilly: Would you be quiet! Nobody but you two care whether Frank Zappa could beat David Crosby in fist-fight.
Panel 4: The shadowy figure’s eye glow red as it looms over Tshern and Armand who innocently find their debate of use.
Tsiern: Well, we think it’s important.
Panel 1: Making good on his bet, Malia (with a smirk) successfully pins Rick’s body to top of his desk with his left arm held behind his back.
Malia: You were saying?
Rick: I give, I give.
Panel 2: Letting him go, Rick dusts himself off, already dreading what he’s going to lose in this agreement. Not noticing the look on his face, Malia makes her way toward the back of his desk.
Rick: So what torture are you going to inflict on me?
Malia: Oh nothing big.
Panel 3: A look of pure horror appears on Rick’s face the second Malia starts taking some of his beloved junk food from one of the drawers.
Malia: We just got to get rid of a few things.
Panel 4: Malia looks at disgust at a bag of “Heart-Attack Pork Rinds” she’s holding by the tips of her fingers.
Malia: Man, do you eat anything resembling real food?
Panel 5: As the look of horror starts to wear off as he comes to realize what he’s going to loose as Malia dumps the bag of pork rinds into a trash container.
Rick: You’re not going to throw those away are you?
Panel 6: He struggles to find the right words as a last ditch effort to keep her from destroying his snacks. She stops in her tracks and smiles.
Rick: I’m sure there’s some starving kids in, uh, some country we’re suppose to feel sorry for. So why waste it?
Malia: You’re right.
Panel 7: Scene changes to the front of Roots’ official soup kitchen as Malia hands Ratanah a large box filled with all of Rick’s artery-clogging snacks. All Rick can do is watch, slumped over and about cry.
Ratanah: Thank you so much. The homeless will just love these.
Rick: My snacks…
Panel 1: Rick and Malia follow Ratanah as she opens the door to the soup kitchen.
Ratanah: I’m sure Armand can make room for it.
Panel 2: Ratanah puts her hand to her gasping mouth at what she sees inside the building as the other two look in shock.
Ratanah: By Vishnu!
Panel 3: Her compassion kicking in, Ratanah runs to Tshern’s side (him and Lilly still with the “bud’s” gunk on them) and calls out to the Sentinels as the rest of Xu53’s victims lie prone.
Ratanah: Quick, help me get this off.
Caption: To be continued…
Panel 1: Larry kneels by Lilly as he washes out the gunk by pouring some water on it. Behind him, Rick helps walk Armand, in human form, out (with Armand’s arm over his shoulder) while Armand feels a headache coming on.
Larry: Good thing this crap washes off with water.
Panel 2: Outside the soup kitchen, Ratanah hands Copper the note the ghost from the first issue left. To the left of them, Robin is seen holding a pad and pencil as Tshern (whose on a stretcher, doused in water) yells at him as he sees what Robin is writing down. A little taken back by the yelling, Robin remains polite and civil about it.
Ratanah: The attackers left this.
Tshern: Why aren’t you writing what I told you?
Robin: I just don’t think anyone would believe “giant pile of marshmallow fluff on steroids”.
Panel 3: Shot of the note, now unfolded, revealing very faint lettering that Copper can hardly read.
Copper: It would be great if I could only make it out.
Panel 4: Copper calls out to Robin, who immediately turns his head, a little surprised that his boss is asking for him.
Robin: Uh, yes sir?
Page 5: He hands Robin the note, so he can see the side with the faint letters.
Copper: I need you to read this for me.
Page 6: His attention focused on the note as he runs his fingers over the letter, he doesn’t notice the look on Copper and Ratanah’s faces as they realize that the attack wasn’t a one-time thing. Having left the notepad behind, Tshern writes down his account for them.
Robin: In two days, the music will die.
NOTE: By the way, 458528, I was just curious about the ??? you left.
Panel 1: Long panel. On the left Copper is at his desk, pondering what he knows will happen as the clan’s new forensic sketch artist, Edgar, hands him his sketch pad. Edgar is in his early 30’s with slightly curly light-brown hair, a goatee, designer glasses, khakis and a black turtleneck with a police badge on it.
On the right, Robin makes his way to Copper’s office. He tries to summon the confidence he needs to make his request.
Edgar: I got as much as I could from them.
Copper: Thanks Edgar.
Robin Thought: Ok Robin, you can do this.
Panel 2: Shot of Copper looking at the drawing of XU52 with Edgar’s signature (his last name being Vargos) written rather largely along with it along with a written message: “P.S. I think its Gheist.”
Copper: This sure doesn’t help.
Panel 3: Robin continues his mental pep talk, trying to remain optimistic. The image of Copper laughing his ass off the second he opens his mouth appears behind him.
Robin Thought: What’s the worst that can happen?
Robin Thought (bellow the mental image): Other than that.
Panel 4: Copper leans his head forward, his forehead resting against the tips of his fingers as he remembers what happened back in “Like the Blind Leading the Blind”. He sighs as a flashback of Robin collapsing in John and Chloe’s arms after getting him off an operating table in Vryer’s lab. Half-naked with some wires attached to him, Robin looks like hell after what Vryer did to him.
Copper: There’s a chance it could be Nightmare, but after seeing what Gheist did to him, should I even risk it?*
Caption: *See “Like the Blind Leading the Blind”.
Panel 5: Another split panel. On the left shows Robin and John at the firing range as Robin successfully shoots some holes in a target as John looks on with pride that his training has done some good.
On the right it shows Frida handling one of Robin’s counseling sessions as she sits back in a swivel chair casually writing something down on her clipboard as she watches her patient kneeling next to a chair with a pillow on top of it and hitting the pillow with a foam bat as he yells at it. Bellow the pillow on the chair is a post-it note with the words “dad” written on it with an arrow pointing up at the pillow.
Copper Caption: I know John’s been training him and he’s been getting professional help. But I can’t keep protecting him either.
Robin: What part of “I’m not going to screw everything up” do you not get?
Sound FX: Whap. Whap.
Panel 6: Finally at the front door of Copper’s office, Robin knocks on it even thought it is slightly ajar.
Sound FX: Knock. Knock.
Copper: Come in.
Panel 7: Both knowing that they can’t withhold what they want to say any longer, both awkwardly blurt it out as Edgar watches.
Robin: I was wondering if…
Copper: You’re on the case.
Panel 1: Sitting in the employee break room, Malia places a lunch she made for Rick (with a metal plate cover over it) in front of him. Expecting a bunch of tasteless rabbit food, he looks at it suspiciously.
Rick: What’s this?
Malia: Just a little lunch I made for you.
Panel 2: Rick mood immediately perks up as he licks his lips and rubs his hands together at the sight of the lobster (with a napkin and utensils by it) that was under the cover that she has just removed.
Rick: Alright, lobster.
Panel 3: Just as he grabs the ends of the lobster to breaks it open, to his surprise the ends squish in his hands.
Rick: What you do to it?
Panel 4: Malia smiles as she explains it to him as all Rick can do is look at his hands and dread having to eat the thing.
Malia: Nothing. It’s a tofu lobster. I find that dressing the stuff into something my clients would actually want to eat tends to work.
Panel 5: Finding a way out of this, Rick casually wipes his hands with the napkin as she gives him a funny look.
Rick: Too bad it’s all dirty.
Panel 6: Rick uses the utensils to push away the parts he squished, leaving only a small untouched amount.
Rick: After I squished the thing, I just can’t eat those parts. And after all the work you put into it.
Panel 7: Malia starts to fume as he begins eating the untouched parts.
Rick: Mmm. Maybe this diet won’t be so bad after all.
Panel 1: Finally getting some real work done, John is rather excited as he leaves his desk. On it is a small potted cactus with a note on it that says, “Sorry—Filomena”. There should be a window by the desk showing that it’s late afternoon.
John Caption: After a month of desk-duty Hell and another of almost nothing happening, I’m back in action.
Panel 2: Copper, John, Robin, Dragan and Hawk are shown sitting at a round table looking over a map of Junkz’ territory. Noticing something, Robin pipes up.
John Caption: Granted it involves actually following orders and watching over Robin, but I’ve got to prove that I pulled my head out of my ass somehow.
Copper: Since the Bangers don’t trust cops, Roots will handle them so that leaves us with Junkz. If we can convince them, we can have them all gather up in one place so it will be easier to protect them.
Robin: I’m not so sure.
Panel 3: Hoping that his idea won’t be seen as stupid, Robin throws caution to the wind and replies. Luckily Copper does see the merit in it.
Robin: It could be too obvious.
Copper: Good point.
Panel 4: Oscar gives Carlos a funny and annoyed look as he follows Oscar into his dressing room as he slicks back his hair in front of the mirror on his vanity.
Copper Caption: The Freaks may not accept our help, but I’ll have Carlos watch over Oscar just in case.
Oscar: You’ve been following Oscar all day; you in love or somethin’?