Thursday, April 11, 2013 - 12:51 PM EST


Jacob leans against the hood of the Chevy Suburban, arms crossed in front of him. He's been waiting fifteen minutes on the tarmac here at the Tweed New Haven Regional Airport for his Leader. It's a small "out of the way" airport that Sebastian likes to use whenever he's afforded the use of the Black Circles private jet.

Jacob begins to get nervous as he hears a jet roaring near. He looks up and sees the nearly pitch black jet descending onto the run way. It screeches a few times as the wheels hit the run way. The jet closes in fast and comes to a stop only about fifty feet from the Suburban.

Duke exits the jet via the stairs incorporated into the door and Jacob meets him at the bottom. Jake takes Dukes luggage and hurries him toward the SUV. They climb in and Jacob, in the drivers seat, busts a u-turn and roars the Suburban toward the street.


SEBASTIAN DUKE: "Now what's so damn important that I had to cut my time with the Black Circle short?"

JACOB: "We've encountered a problem."

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "What kind of problem?"

JACOB: "We were getting set up for our first stake out and he must have been in the woods near the Compound."

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "Why? What makes you think that?"

JACOB: "He was able to hit five of the Brothers."


Duke seems confused at what he's just heard. Jacob turns left onto the street.


SEBASTIAN DUKE: "Where are we going? The Compound is the other way."

JACOB: "Connecticut Valley Hospital. I told you, five were hit."

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "What do you mean, hit?"

JACOB: "I'm talking guns, bullets."


Duke falls silent for a moment as this revelation begins to sink in.


SEBASTIAN DUKE: "So, he shot five of the Brothers?"

JACOB: "I'm sorry, Dux. I've failed you. Yes, five Brothers have been shot."

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "How bad?"

JACOB: "Two have succumb to their injuries. Three are in critical ICU."

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "MOTHER F***!"

JACOB: "I'm sorry. I've failed. I'm cancelling this plan."


Duke stares out the window in silence. Watching the trees whisk passed.


SEBASTIAN DUKE: "Like hell you are! This plan moves forward!"

JACOB: "Forgive me, sir. I fear that I may lose the respect of the other Brothers!"

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "You let me handle that. Listen. I don't care how many we lose. It's a means to an end. Call it collateral damage. Call it whatever you want. That son of a b**** will die! We don't stop until either we have no one left to fight for us, or that ass**** is 6 feet under! You understand me?"

JACOB: "Yes, sir."


Jacob expected Sebastian to be furious with him. He can't help but smile now that he knows Sebastian is more determined then ever to solve the problem. He's now made up his mind. Jonathans life will end. The cost of lives be damned.

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Thursday, April 11, 2013 - 1:38 PM EST


Sebastian follows Jacob through the hallways of the Connecticut Valley Hospital toward the Intensive Care wing. They round a corner and Duke nearly runs right through Asmodeus in the waiting area.


ASMODEUS: "Oh good. You're back."

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "What's the update?"

ASMODEUS: "You know about the two that have passed, I suspect."

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "Yeah. I do. What about the other three?"

ASMODEUS: "They are in critical condition. Michael went Code Blue about ten minutes ago, but they were able to bring him back. Christopher is stable so far, but unconscious..."


The Code Blue alarm sounds, cutting off Asmodeus. A few doctors run passed them and Duke follows. He looks through the glass as the doctors work on bringing Michael back for a second time. He looks at the heart monitor and watches as it remains flat other then the compressions from the CPR being performed.

Things seem to be moving in slow motion as the doctors grab the paddles and begin trying to shock Michaels heart back in rhythm.

Three times.

Nothing.

Six times.

Nothing.

Ten time.

Nothing.

Finally, the doctors give up. Michaels heart refuses to start and he's been without oxygen for well over three minutes. His heart monitor remains flat lined as they note the time of death.

Duke walks back to Asmodeus in the waiting area.


ASMODEUS: "Who was it? Jason?"

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "Michael, again."

ASMODEUS: "Were they able to bring him back?"


Duke doesn't answer. Only shakes his head signaling a no. Asmodeus begins to get emotional and falls into a chair.


ASMODEUS: "Dear God!"

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "You need to pull yourself together. These boys are going to need you."

ASMODEUS: "I know."


A doctor walks to the waiting area and right over to Duke.


Dr. ???: "Listen... We weren't able to bring Michael back. Does he have any family? We need a last name for our records."

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "You're looking at his family. None of my boys have last names. They legally get rid of them as they come into the family."

Dr. ???: "What kind of family are you people? That's the most absurd thing I've ever heard."

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "Don't ask question you don't want the answer to."

Dr. ???: "Does your family have a priest or anyone they turn to in times of crisis? He was wearing a crucifix so I assume he's religious."

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "What does that have to do with anything?"

Dr. ???: "Most religions have a ritual. I'm Catholic. We administer Last Rites to those who have passed on or are very sickly and could pass on."

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "Doctor?"

Dr. ???: "Andrews. Dr. Andrews."

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "Dr. Andrews, our family priest is sitting in that chair right there. He'll be the one in communication with the family at all times. He'll perform the Rites. He gets no trouble from you and your staff. Understood?"

Dr. Andrews: "I understand. The other two are critical as well. The one known as Jason has been having trouble also. Christopher, at least so far, has remained stable.

"Are you sticking around or should I give any further follow ups to your priest?"

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "His name is Asmodeus. Give any further updates to he and he alone."

Dr. Andrews: "Asmodeus? Isn't that a name out of the Satanic Bible?"

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "We've been through this. Don't ask questions you don't want the answer to."


Dr. Andrews shakes his head as he goes back to work.


SEBASTIAN DUKE: "Asmodeus, give Michael his Last Rites. May as well give them to Jason also. Jacob, you're with me. Let's go."

ASMODEUS: "Jason is not dead."

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "Precisely the point. Rites are typically given while still breathing. You should know that. You're the damn priest."

ASMODEUS: "I guess I'm just...."

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "Yeah, snap out of it! Text me with any and all updates. Let's go, Jake."


Sebastian and Jacob begin to make their exit as this scene fades out.

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Thursday, April 11, 2013 - 6:51 PM EST


Jacob and Sebastian have returned to the Compound. They sit in silence in the library for what seems like an eternity. Waiting for something. A message. A call. Just waiting. Anytime Jacob would try to speak, Sebastian would hold his hand up to hush him.


JACOB: "What are we doing?"

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "Waiting."

JACOB: "What are we waiting for?"

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "Jonathan knows I'd be home from Warfare by now. I'm sure he'll want to call and gloat."

JACOB: "Playing this game with him. What does it prove?"

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "Just part of the process. Doesn't prove anything."


The phone on the table beside Duke rings. He looks at Jacob and waits for it to ring a second, then a third time before hitting the speaker button.


SEBASTIAN DUKE: "I almost thought you'd grown bored of this game."

JONATHAN: "Not likely, Duke. Not likely. I just had a few... matters... that I needed to take care of."

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "I'm sure you know, I'm not really in the mood to piss around. Say whatever it is you want to say while I still have some patience left."

JONATHAN: "This game not fun to you anymore?"

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "Too much of my blood has been spilled to enjoy it, Jonathan."

JONATHAN: "Ahhh. Yes! What is the score now?"

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "What do you mean? What score?"

JONATHAN: "You got me once. You didn't finish the job, but you still got me. You get a point for that. I get a point for Stephen, Lucas, the two last night. The one that kicked off earlier. That's..... five. Five to one. I'm winning."

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "You forget I still have more then 250 men at my disposal?"

JONATHAN: "You mean, MY disposal."


Duke gets a text message on his cell phone. He looks and realizes its from Asmodeus. He opens it up and reads:


ASMODEUS: "Jason has just passed on. Christopher is regaining consciousness."


Duke doesn't respond to the text. He just sets his phone down and sighs.


JONATHAN: "Judging by that sigh, I suppose you've just gotten a text from Asmodeus telling you Jason just died."

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "How did you know that?"

JONATHAN: "I have my ways, Duke. I have my ways. So, that's six for me. One for you."

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "Let's get one thing straight! I don't care if it costs 100 lives, Jonathan. This will not stop until your head is mounted on my wall."

JONATHAN: "I'd expect nothing less of you."

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "We're coming for you, Jon. Real soon."

JONATHAN: "There's just one thing you're forgetting."

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "Yeah? What's that?"

JONATHAN: "I now hold all the cards."

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "What are you talking about?"


Duke gets another text. Again from Asmodeus. This time, it comes with an attachment. Duke opens the attachment and sees that its a picture of Asmodeus. Gagged and duct tape around his mouth. A gun to his head. The man holding the gun.... is Jonathan.

Duke throws the phone across the room.


JONATHAN: "You'd think after last time, you wouldn't leave him without additional security."

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "If you EVEN..."

JONATHAN: "If I even what? Huh? If I hurt him, what? See, the thing is, Duke. Sometimes, the bigger they are, the harder they fall. You, my friend, and your Brotherhood, are about to fall."

SEBASTIAN DUKE: "See, that's where you're wrong. The bigger they are, the harder they kick your ass!"

JONATHAN: "Maybe. That's a risk I'm willing to take. Until next time, Duke..."
















POP!


A single gunshot is heard from the other end of the line. Duke slams the phone and rips the cord out of the wall and smashes it off the table. The reality of what just happened begins to sink in as Jacob grabs him by the shoulders. Duke shrugs him away then falls to the floor.

Emotionless.

Speechless.

Just staring into space.





This scene fades out.

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Current Brotherhood Population: 259? 258?

Lost Members of the Brotherhood at the hands of Jonathan:

• Stephen: Died as a result of Jonathan framing him for attempted murder.
  
• Lucas: Killed in car accident caused by Jonathan.
  
• Name Unknown: Shot & killed instantly by Jonathan.
  
• Name Unknown: Shot & killed instantly by Jonathan.
  
• Michael: Died at the hospital after being shot by Jonathan.
  
• Jason: Died at the hospital after being shot by Jonathan.
  
• .......ASMODEUS???....... Possibly shot & killed by Jonathan.