The Finales II: Hypowar Page #2

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Eli:
Aye! Aye!

Jason:
What’s up about that water?

Eli takes a sip before falling and spilling the water in a concrete hole, making a puddle.

Chris:
Oh my god!

Jason:
What the hell do we do?!

Chris:
Drag him away!

Jason:
Huh? I’ve got an idea!

Chris:
You do?

We cut to Jason throwing the body in his trunk, and we cut back to him walking to Chris.

Chris:
So, You’ve got the stuff?

Jason (Pulling the bag out of his pocket): Oh boy yeah. I’ve f***ing got it. Hell yeah!

Chris (pulling out his bow): Put the bag back in your pocket.

Jason (Putting his hands up): The f***? What the hell is this?!

Chris:
I’m part of the DEA.

Jason:
Motherf***er! I should’ve blasted you when I had the chance!

Chris:
Nigga, The f***ing po-lice would be on your ass the second you blasted me!

Jason:
Really?!

Chris (pulling the bow back): Is that a f***ing threat?

Jason then shoots Chris in the face, and Chris pulls the bow, It stabs him in the arm, and falls, his open bag of coke falls on the (green) water, Jason sees the coke.

Jason (crawling near the water): No, No!

Jason sees Chris’ face with a huge bullet hole in the cheek, We cut to him placing Chris’ bloody cheek on the coke infested puddle.

Jason (getting up and stumbling on the ground as police cars park near him and get out): F***ing pigs.

Kevin gets out of his police car, He aims his pistol at him.

Kevin:
STOP!

Jason (looking behind him, seeing his gun and bag on the floor): I ain’t got nothin’!

Kevin:
Who are you?

Jason:
WHO AM I?

Jason begins creating pink fire in with his hands.

Kevin (squinting eyes): What the hell?

Jason throws a fire at Kevin and the car, He falls on his flipped car, He sees his left hand have a shard of glass stabbing it.

Kevin:
You f***er.

Jason:
There’s a reason why Chris had to go. Now, I have a reason for you to go too--

Kevin (coughing and getting up): Motherf***er, Did you drink urine and then burp without me hearing it?

Jason (running into him): I’mma f***ing kill you!

Kevin pulls out a baseball bat and bangs him into the sky.

Kevin:
F***ing druggies.

Kevin examines Chris’ head.

Kevin (Pulling out a flashlight): The f***er was supposed to be killed!

Kevin pulls out his phone, he calls Peter.

Peter:
You’ve reached Peter, Unfortunately, I’m not at the phone right now--

Kevin:
Motherf***er. The f***er’s gone!

Kevin throws his phone at the car. He runs off, and as he walks off, Chris’ head and arms begin to shake heavily. Shane then opens the back door, smoking a cigar.

Shane:
Where you f***ers go?!

He notices Chris’ lumping back and increasingly big arms.

Shane (heavily breathing): Oh my god, Oh my god.

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