Julia joins Agatha Smythe, Dan Sullivan, Rick Jardane, Gail O'Hara, and Jack Callahan outside the front of this warehouse.

Welcome Dear, we've been waiting for you.

You're late.

I wasn't sure if I was going to come.

We're all scared.

Bullshit!

Dan pulls back his jacket to reveal an automatic.

I'm a Boy Scout. Be prepared.

Really, Dan! I don't think that will be necessary.

Agatha offers a hand to Julia.

Good evening, dear. I'm Agatha Smythe. This surly gentleman is Dan Sullivan. This is Gail O'Hara, Cindy Winchester and Carl Templeton.

Pleased to meet you.

Mutual greetings all around.

Am I the last?

There was this homeless guy that supposed to be one of the seven.

Julia starts.

I had a dream about a homeless man last night.

We all did, Dear. Maybe we should go inside.

INT. WAREHOUSE - SAME

A single, powerful spotlight illuminates a twenty foot circle in the center of the vast room. A raised dais stands just outside of the light. In the shadows someone sits on a chair on the dais.

Come.

The voice is a deep bass which has been mechanically altered. The six make their way into the light.

Who are you?

Yeah! And why all the bullshit mystery?

Someone who shares your dreams.

Given what I've been dreaming about, you can have them.

The stranger chuckles.

Would that it were that simple, Julia.

Who are you? How do you know who we are?

A monster has awakened. He is in our midst. You have dreamt of him and seen his terror.

He's a fucking vampire!

Crudely put, but true.

That's impossible! There's no such thing. They're just dreams!

Then how come we're all havin' the same dream?

No shit. I've made a bundle on my dreams. A couple of times they've saved my ass, too. I make a habit of payin' attention to them, Lady.

And best you do, best you all do, for this dark creature desires all of your blood.

Say what?

Why?

You are all the seventh sons of the seventh sons, or daughters as the case may be.

How do you know that?

Technology and some very large databases.

What does our ancestry have to do with this creature?

Your ancestry affords you all great psychic power. I am sure you are all well aware of your own abilities..

What's that got to do with this psycho?

By consuming you he consumes your power and becomes stronger.

Give me a break.

There were seven of you. I believe you all dreamt of Rick Jardane's fate last night. Was it pleasant?

A stony silence.

Who is this monster?

He has had many names through the ages, Cornelius, Augustus, Cornwall, Louis, Varchone.

What do you want from us?

To help me trap him and finish him for good.

And if we refuse?

We could have a seance and discuss the matter with Rick Jardane. I think you know what his opinion would be.

What can we do?

You can track him with your abilities.

And then drive a stake through his fucking heart!

Right on!

That would sufficiently annoy him.

Annoy?

We must remove his head and burn everything else.

I don't feel so good.

Steel yourselves, Friends. This is the only way. You have the power to do this.

What do you mean?

Think carefully of what I have said. I will contact you later for your decision.

But you still haven't told us who you are.

INT. EIGHTEENTH CENTURY BOUDOIR - NIGHT

Julia stands before a table mirror dressed in beautiful eighteenth century garb.

She moves to one side, and Corwin is reflected in the mirror staring longingly at her.

A marble vase sits on the dresser. It contains a single red rose.

A waltz emanates from an open door.

I can feel your stare on my back, Sir.

It is not my stare, Sweet Lady, but my heart's desire.

Such pretty words. Should I fall into your arms so easily? The victim of your eloquent tongue?

You bruise me, Lady. My intentions are of the purest nature.

Then dance with me.

INT. JULIA'S BEDROOM - SAME

Julia awakes with a smile.

INT. CORWIN'S DARK BEDROOM - SAME

Corwin awakes with Julia's name on his lips.

Juliaaaaaa....

Corwin is tearing through the pornography on the racks.

The sleezey cashier is getting nervous watching Corwin.

Hey, Buddy, you want to take it easy with the merchandise!

These are of children!!!!!!!

Listen Buddy, I just sell this crap, I don't make it.

You lie, you Gross Perversion. I see it written across your mind like one of these gaudy neon lights.

The cashier pulls an automatic.

All right, Buddy! That's enough! What are you, the fucking morality league?

I would not pollute myself with your blood.

Stay away from me, you Crazy Fuck!

You are simply to be pulled apart.

EXT. BEACON HILL STREETS - NIGHT

Susie carries a couple of packages down the well-lit street. She stops to listen. The night seems filled with menace.

There is the sound of running feet to her left. She spins. She draws a bottle of pepper mace from her fur coat.

It seems something is almost on her. Three college aged jocks exit the building across the street. The unknown menace disappears.

The jocks spy Susie. Susie starts down the street. The jocks follow. They catch up to Susie.

Hey Baby! What's your hurry?

Got some free time, Baby?

Want a good time?

Fuck off.

Woooooooooo.

Baby's got an attitude.

We got cash, Baby.

That wasn't very nice.

With one hand Corwin grabs Jock 1 by the throat. He hoists him into the air.

Manners My Friend. I believe the lady said, "Fuck off".

Corwin turns to Susie. He has a bit of blood dripping from the corner of one lip. Susie clicks her tongue.

You've got some blood on your lip. I didn't see him punch you.

Susie! Susie! It's the night time and the right time to be with the one you love!

You're crazy! What do you want to do?

I want to make some new friends and go on a plane ride.

A plane ride!

Imagine! To soar with the birds with out the benefit of wings. I have always dreamed of it, and now it can be true.

All right. A plane ride then.

A party ensues at thirty thousand feet. Corwin and Susie have invited twenty new friends for this night time frolic.

Corwin thrashes about on the guitar, while Susie dances for him.

INT.CORWIN'S BEDROOM - LATER

Susie collapses on Corwin's chest, spent from their passions. Corwin smiles.

Susie slides off of Corwin. The locket around her neck drags across Corwin's chest.

Corwin takes it delicately.

And what is this?

A locket my mother gave me when I was little

I see whence your beauty comes.

I used to think she was the most beautiful woman in the world.

Used to?

She died when I was ten. She had a rare blood disease. She was like a beautiful white ghost in the coffin. It was as if she didn't have a drop of blood in her body.

INT. THE WAREHOUSE - NIGHT

The remaining children of the seventh sons stand in the light before the dark stranger.

Only the dark stranger's left hand is visible. On his ring finger is a finely wrought, silver dragon's head ring.

Tell me. What is your decision?

We've decided to assist you.

I don't wanna' turn up on this guy's dinner menu.

Before we do anything, we want to know who you are.

Damn straight. Enough of this mysterious stranger bullshit.

I will reveal myself to you in time. I give you my word.

That's not good enough.

I do not have your powers to detect Varchone. If he catches one of you and you know me, he will strip my identity from your mind, and then I am lost.

You're afraid he'll get you too?

As Carl so eloquently put it, damn straight.

What do you want us to do?

We have some time before Varchone will find you. It would not occur to him to use the methods I did to find you. Take these books. Study them. They chronicle Varchone and all of his weaknesses... While you engage yourself in these studies the most important thing to remember is to hide your minds.

Say what?

Cloak your thoughts so that Varchone may not find you. Agatha will teach you.

What does this Varchone look like?

His description is in the books along with an artist's rendering.

INT. JULIA'S OFFICE - EVENING

Julia types away at her computer. She pokes one last key.

I'm outta' here.

Surely the rose does not frighten you?

You startled me... Can I help you?

Will you not take my gift?

I saw you across the street yesterday.

And dreamt of me last night.

I have to go.

Please, Lady I meant no insult.

There are few people about.

INT. CORRIDOR OUTSIDE JULIA'S OFFICE - SAME

Corwin runs in front of Julia. He drops to a bended knee. He clasps his hands to his heart.

Please, Lady your cold demeanor wounds me.

You talk funny.

Hey! Like I can be a totally tubular dude, too.

Like wow! What a totally cool laugh you have.

I like the other person better.

His name is Corwin.

COR-...WIN?

Yes (mocking) JUL-...IA.

How do you know my name?

I guess that's what the name plate on your desk is for.

Look, I've had a long day and I don't really have the time.

For dinner?

For dinner or anything else.

Why is your skin so pale?

Would not anyone pale in the presence of such beauty, Lady?

Such pretty words. Should I fall into your arms so easily? The victim of your eloquent tongue?

INT. DANCE FLOOR - SAME

Corwin and Julia spin in time to the ballad playing over the D.J.'s speakers. They are hopelessly lost in each other's eyes.

INT. OUTSIDE JULIA'S APARTMENT - LATER

Julia and Corwin exchange an impassioned kiss. They break, breathless.

Why do I feel like we've done this before?

Could I possibly be so lucky?

You never stop, do you?

I would rather stop breathing. Beauty inspires fine words and... fine times.

What makes you think I' m going to invite you in?

Lady!? I made no such proposal.

I can read your mind.

I believe you can... But I must go.

I thought-

Hold that thought.... Lady.

Susie is flipping through the Seattle sound section of the music store. A dark figure looms up behind her. She spins in anger and socks the dark man with her purse.

Where have you been!!!! I've been looking all over for you. Woops!

He must be a cad to make such a vision wait.

You talk just like him.

Who would that be, Lady?

My boyfriend.

And what would his name be?

Who wants to know?

I am called Varchone.

Well, Mr. Varchone-

Just Varchone.

Well, Just Varchone, it's impolite to ask after a lady's gentleman friends.

Why is your mind closed to me?

Susie exits the store followed by Varchone.

EXT. OUTSIDE THE RECORD STORE - SAME

Varchone grabs Susie's arm and spins her around.

Why is your mind closed to me!?

Because my boyfriend showed me how to seal it from creeps like you!

You all right Lady?

Yeah! As long as this creep leaves me alone.

EXT. BEACON HILL STREET - A SHORT WHILE LATER

Susie walks down the misty street to Corwin's mansion.

A stick cracks in the night. She starts. Looks about. Walks more quickly.

Black boots disturb the mist. Footsteps fuel Susie's fear. She turns to look behind her. She starts to run.

She smashes into a tall, dark shape and bounces off.

What's the hurry Susie-q?

Where've you been!

I told you I had business to attend to tonight.

Where!?

There.

Corwin chases after her.

Why are you angry, Susie? What have I done?

You never tell me where you're going! You're out 'till all hours of the night! I don't even know where we stand.

You are my famulus.

I looked that up. It just means assistant!

More than assistant.

Bullshit! Where have you been? Are you seeing another woman?

Yes.

Yes! Yes! At least you could have lied!!!!!

INT. FRONT HALL OF THE MANSION - SAME

Susie storms into the front foyer with Corwin right behind her. Corwin spins her around.

I don't understand your pain!? Why do you carry on so?

I thought you were my boyfriend! I thought you loved me!?

I do love you, Susie. It is the sweetest love.

Then what about this other chick?

My heart is big enough for more than one, Susie.

Well, mine isn't!

You mean you can love only me and no other?

That's right!

Then so be it.

What do you mean so be it? What does that mean so be it?

You may love only me. I will cherish this act always.

But what about you?

What about me?

Are you going to swear off this other chick.

I see the source of your confusion. I should have explained more clearly your role in my life.

I take it that's a no.

Fine!

Impassively Corwin stares after her. He shrugs. He walks out of the mansion. Anger fuels his steps.

EXT. BOSTON CITY SLUMS - NIGHT

A junkie sells a couple of packets to his friends. He slinks off into an alley.

EXT. ALLEY - SAME

The junkie sets up a needle.

So much for business. Time for pleasure.

You would sell this death to your friends?

Corwin scoops him up like a child. He forces his head back.

He plunges for the kill.

Corwin staggers back. Wipes the blood from his chin. A funny expression hits his face.

Uh-oh.

When will I learn to stay away from the drunks, junkies and hop heads. (sways) Oh boy.

INT. CORWIN'S BEDROOM - LATER

Susie sits applying her make up before an antique mirror. She is trying to cover her tears.

Corwin staggers into the room and flops down on the bed.

Will you not forgive me, Susie? Your cold touch wounds me.

You're drunk!

I think it was something I ate.

If you're free to see other girls, then I can see other guys.

See whom ever you wish, but always remember your soul is mine.

I have given you the knowledge to enslave men's souls, Susie. I would not restrict you from using it.

Was that my heart's desire?

Yes it was. I read it here.

Do me one small favor.

What.

Use this power to enjoy it. Not to spite me.

INT. THE WAREHOUSE - SAME

Julia stands before the dais and the dark stranger. A weathered manuscript sits on a pedestal before her.

Where's everyone else?

Doing what ever it is that they do.

What do you want?

You are the most powerful of the remaining children, Julia. I wanted you to know this... alone.

I doubt it.

Don't

What's this?

It is a copy from a section of the Necronomicon.

The what?

It is a book of great power. This section describes the use of fire ignited by the mind.

Spontaneous combustion?

By thought alone.

You want me to torch Varchone?

I want you to make copies and to give it to all of the children in preparation for Varchone's... demise.

I doubt it will work.

Make the copies. Study the material.

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