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: Moving faster than either one would give it credit for, Xu52 plows through the both of them, smacking them both in a single swipe.
Panel 2: Peeking part of the way out of the front of the building, frustration seeps through on every part of Anne’s being as she peers upon the cop cards and whatever vehicles Junkz could get together can be seen from a distance.
Panel 3: Flying back to partner-in-crime, Anne calls out to it only to be ignored as Xu52 holds up a struggling Tatane with one of its arms. The best Anne can even get is a dazed Jalil turning to her while getting up while hoping the room stops spinning.
Anne: Come on, we got to get out of here.
Panel 4: Remembering the creature’s one-track mind, she extends her hand out and jingles and levitates the keys it so loves a few feet in front of its face.
Anne: Keys Xu52, keys.
Panel 5: Launching the keys as hard as she can against the wall leading to the back of the story succeeds in getting Xu52’s attention, causing it to casually toss Tatane aside as she goes through a window and charges after the keys.
Sound FX: Crash
Panel 6: Finally getting his vision back in order, Jalil peers upon the giant, round hole that Xu52 made when he crashed through the wall.
Jalil: What the Hell was that all about?
Panel 1: Long panel. Frustration appears on DJ Korr’s face over Dash running off and the trashing of the store as he’s looking into window Tatane broke along with Copper. Behind them, Niva (wearing a hooded cloak) is in the process of sneaking Jalil out. John and Robin help Tatane up as she brushes the glass for her hair.
DJ Korr: Damn…
Niva: I hoped you learnt something from this.
Jalil: Only until the next Bangers album.
Robin: Let me guess, “Giant pile of marshmallow fluff on steroids”?
Tatane: How’d you know?
Robin: Just a hunch.
Panel 2: Shot of Copper handing DJ Korr handing him a water bottle.
Copper: Here, this will get the stuff off.
DJ Korr: Thanks.
Panel 3: Sighing and mentally preparing the scolding Dash will receive, he walks in the building. Unable to shake off the any feelings of a surprise attack, Copper turns to Hawk and Dragan and signals them.
DJ Korr: Dash and I are going to have a long talk.
Copper: Hawk, Dragan follow him.
Panel 4: John takes Tatane to an ambulance waiting for her as Copper makes his way towards Robin, dreading what he has to tell him. Not that the hopeful look on Robin’s face is making it any easier.
Robin: Is there another note sir?
Robin: Don’t worry; I’m sure another one will come.
Panel 5: Hoping that he choose the best way to put it, only administers a blow to Robin’s good mood. The hurt and the shock that appears instead become very apparent as every fear he has about himself is finally coming true, striking a cord in Copper.
Copper: It’s not that. *sigh* I’m taking you off the case.
Copper: I know you’re trying, but you could’ve gotten yourself killed freezing in the battle like that.
Panel 6: The dam finally bursts and Robin lets out an outburst that takes Copper back.
Copper: I just think it’s in your best interest…
Robin: I’M NOT USELESS!
Panel 7: Immediately realizing what he did, Robin looks embarrassed as he apologizes. Luckily, Copper, being the nice guy he is understands and puts his hand on his shoulder.
Robin: I’m so sorry sir.
Copper: It’s ok; just take tomorrow off.
Panel 1: The next day back at Sentinel HQ, Klaus comes in with two steaming hot cups of coffee for him and Copper. Behind them, Rick (who was foolish enough to take agree to one of Malia’s work-outs) is running for his life in a jogging suit drenched with sweat, trying to get away from her.
Klaus: So did we ever get a note?
Copper: It was left on Lehene’s bike this morning.
Panel 2: Both of them are indulging in their coffee, not really noticing Malia running after him, screaming on the top of her lungs and cracking a whip.
Copper: Skiner’s translating it as we speak.
Malia: You get your ass back in here right now!
Panel 3: Trying to brush off the looming trouble that is brewing off panel and behind them, Klaus asks him something as Skiner walks in with the note.
Klaus: So what exactly was that thing with Robin being able to read these things with his fingers?
Copper: We think it might’ve been an after effect of the stuff pumped into him during the whole Gheist Incident.
Rick: Quick someone hide me!
Panel 4: Skiner hands them the note.
Skinner: All done. I wrote translation on it.
Malia: You’re not getting out of this one. You agreed to this diet, you’re going through with it!
Rick: I take it back. I take it back.
Panel 5: Some how able to tone out noise behind them, Copper reads the note. Too bad the other two are disturbed by the sounds behind them.
Sound FX: Crash!
Copper: Tonight, nine lives are up.
Rick: Let me go you little psycho!
Panel 6: Copper gets up to gather the rest of the Sentinels, but Skiner and Klaus are too absorbed in Malia trying to pull a struggling Rick, clawing at the carpet, by his legs.
Copper: Well, let’s get everyone ready.
Malia: Quit you complaining, you got 86 more push-ups to go.
Note: Don't worry; things will get better for Robin in the next page.
Panel 1: The sunny afternoon weather combined with the fresh air manages to pick up Robin’s spirits as he leaves his apartment complex and enjoys the beautiful day.
Robin Though: Maybe Copper was right, I do feel a little better.
Panel 2: Putting his hand to his chin, he ponders his next plan of action, just noticing John drive in with his motorcycle, wearing the helmet that he promised to wear from now on.
Robin Thought: Still…I just can’t sit around doing nothing. Maybe if I followed them…nah, that’s more of a John idea.
John: Want a ride?
Panel 3: Taking off his helmet, John is unable to restrain a slight sense of mischief brewing inside of him.
John: I know what you’re thinking but I told them I was handling that Banger-La Junta skirmish downtown.
Panel 4: With a smile, Robin accepts John’s offer as he tosses him the helmet.
John: So what do you say?
Robin: I guess it couldn’t hurt.
Panel 5: Realizing that this just John’s way of weaseling out of not having to wearing the helmet any more, Robin flashes him a look.
John: Opps, only brought one helmet. Guess I don’t have to wear one.
Page 6: With a smile, Robin just laughs a bit and rolls his eyes, accepting that somethings about the man will never change as John tries to defend his stance.
Robin: You’re impossible.
John: Hey, I still wear a bulletproof vest don’t I?
Panel 1: Getting on the motorcycle and holding the helmet with one hand, Robin wonders what kind of mischief John has planned. Little do they realize Katsuhkay (2nd level evolution) is starting to pull up next to them.
Robin: So where are we going?
John: Figured the Hellfire Club could use a visit.
Panel 2: Restarting the motorcycle has John’s as Robin notices Katsuhkay finally pull up next to them.
John: Don’t care much for the place, but it’s free hot wing day so I can make an acceptation.
Panel 3: Split panel. Itching for a race, she pulls her helmet far enough to reveal a sly smile and revs her bike. In the other panel, John returns her smile and revs his motorcycle, a signal in accepting the challenge.
Panel 4: She points to the bridge far ahead of them and even though he knows he’ll probably be ignored, Robin tries to give him a friendly warning.
Robin: Don’t you even think about it.
Panel 5: The traffic light turns green, allowing them to start.
Panel 6: Shooting out like rockets, the races starts, causing Robin to accidentally drop the helmet.
Panel 1: Caught in a cloud of dust from the both of them whizzing by her, a woman (Ira) in a feminine meter maid outfit angrily sighs as her ticket writing is interrupted.
Ira: Not again.
Panel 2: Hopping on a beefed-up Moped Touring 250cc, a sense of excitement and hope that her dead-end life will finally change.
Ira Thought: Then again, this could be my chance.
Panel 3: Thanks to the additions she threw on, she is starting to catch up to them. Her very presence causing Robin to look back as John rolls his eyes.
Ira Thought: If I can catch these guys and stop these stupid races, Sentinel will have to let me in.
Robin: John, we got company.
John: *sigh* Great.
Panel 4: Like the chase scenes in many action movies she is blessed with a ramp to drive off of.
Ira: Time to see if those action movies have been telling the truth.
Panel 5: Her confidence and dreams higher than ever, Ira manages to land a few feet in front of them, screeching her moped to a halt with a big smirk on her face. Trying to stop, John realizes he may not be able to.
Ira Thought: Gotcha.
John: Jump off now!
Panel 6: Both of them successfully jumping off and hitting ground, but the motorcycle skids and collides with Ira’s moped, knocking her to the ground.
Panel 1: Ira lays on the ground (one of her shoes is knocked off), desiring to strangle them both as she tries to get up. Robin looks like he’s about to help her, but knowing that it would get them in trouble, John pulls him toward his bike.
Panel 2: Once again, all Ira can do (other than slam the knocked-off shoe against the ground in anger) is eat motorcycle dust as they pass her by.
Ira Thought: Damn it!
Panel 3: Finally losing her and their chance to get in trouble with the rest of the clan, John and Robin make it back to Robin’s apartment complex both panting a bit from the rush of almost getting caught. Though Robin isn’t all happy about it as John just looks at him with a bit of a smile.
Robin: I can’t believe you did that. We could’ve lost both our jobs if she caught us. UGH! Why did you even think that was a good idea?
John: It sure got your mind of yesterday.
Panel 4: That’s when the realization that John has a point which causes both of them to turn to each other.
Robin: You do definitely make things more “interesting”.
John: Same here you little spaz. Who knows what Gheist would’ve done to me if you didn’t intervene.
Panel 6: John turns to and answers his communicator as it goes off.
Communicator: The Bangers-La Junta fight is over. Thanks for handling it, John.
John: Welcome, I’m on my way.
Panel 7: Saying their good-byes, Robin notices a folded piece of paper with his name on it, rolling in the wind, hitting his shoes.
John: Better get back before they find out.
Robin: See ya.
Panel 8: But no time to think out that as he reads the note and the bad news it bears.
Robin Thought: Oh boy.
Panel 1: Rick happily struts into Gyro’s, awaiting the chance to eat something that could clog his arteries. Gyro, not wanting to ruin his high, breaks it to him as he leans against a counter and points to a sign with Rick’s picture on it with the words, “Do not feed this man” under it.
Rick: I’ll have my usual, Gyro.
Gyro: No can do, you’re on a diet.
Panel 2: Foiled again, Rick looks in the mix of anger and shock as he’s standing next to Gyro who calmly explains everything.
Rick: How’d she get my driver’s license photo?
Gyro: She said she was your wife.
Rick: And you believed her?
Gyro: Hey, I always listen to the wife. I’d probably still be married to mine if I did.
Panel 3: Memories of being rescued play behind a love-struck Gyro as he rests his head on his hands, lost in the memory. In the flashback, both him and Lin Xia are at an empty city block as she stands behind him and removes the tape that secured his wrists behind his back with one of her daggers.
Gyro: But, then I wouldn’t get a chance to know…her.
Lin Xia: This is as far as I can take you.
Panel 4: A beam of heavenly light shines down upon Lin Xia (who has a halo and tweeting birds around her) as she holds out the dagger toward the reader, wanting it to be taken.
Lin Xia: Here, in case the Montanas are hunting you down.
Panel 5: Doing the standard super-high ninja jump, Lin Xia (with the stuff still on her) leaves him as he turns toward her, unsure what to say except for one thing…
Gyro: Uh, call me.
Panel 6: A sense of hope fills Gyro the second his little fantasy ends. Too bad the same can’t be said for Rick.
Gyro: You wouldn’t happen to have a red and black husky-voiced ninja lady in your clan would you?
Rick: If I say yes, will give me food?
Panel 1: Fuming like a fire, Rick slams open the door as he leaves Gyro’s. Now enter a little plot twist in the form of Hawkins walking by.
Rick: Little fascist. Can’t believe she did this to me.
Panel 2: Kicking the little plot twist in gear, Rick calls out to him while holding up some clintz. Since money is money, Hawkins shrugs his shoulders and walks over.
Rick: Hey kid! I’ll give you twenty clintz if you help me.
Hawkins: Uh, sure thing.
Panel 3: Mad as a wet hen and sweating from running all the way to Sentinel HQ, Malia grits her teeth giving the reader a glare of death.
Malia: Alright, this means war.
Caption: To be continued…