ACT I
HERO
(NARRITIVE)
The rain is coming down heavy and if that isn't bad enough, it's cold as shit. I have been perched on this statue for a few hours now and my joints are screaming. I watch from this spot every night; watching and waiting for when I will be needed. So far tonight it's been rather quiet. I guess that's good for would be victims, but in all honesty....I am bored.
(The masked hero looks up and down the dark alley below him and occasionally looks out towards the city behind him. Rain runs down his dark mask and pours from the eye holes. The cape our hero wears is partly draped over his knees and hanging over the ledge. He is uncomfortable)
(Some time goes by and a girl enters the alley below him. She's very beautiful. She has light brown skin and luscious lips. Her hair passes her shoulders in dark strands. A look of concern sits on her face and this is what catches our hero's attention. He watches closely and doesn't make a movement. The girl collapses slightly against an alley wall; bracing herself from a fall. It's starting to seem that this quiet night may be over. Laughter comes from an adjacent alley way. It's loud and sounds like it's from multiple people. Sure enough three silhouettes come into view. The girl hides behind a dumpster.)
THUG 1
Here pretty lady! We only want to play. Don't you want to play with us?
(The thug gestures to his friends and they laugh at his antics.)
THUG 2
Yeah, like my buddy says. We only want to play with ya.
(The three laugh again)
THUG 1
If you ain't gonna come out, then we gonna come in.
(Once again the three laugh their heads off. Our hero; witnessing this from his perch slowly smiles)
HERO
(UNDER BREATH)
Time for some fun.
(As the three attackers span out looking for their prey, our hero slowly makes his way down. He drops to his feet trying to make as little sound as he can and lands behind a car. Two of the thugs continue their search for the girl, but one of them stays behind blocking the entrance to the way they came in. To bad for him that is where the hero decided to drop. The mask vigilante creeps up slowly on the unsuspecting thug. Quickly, he springs to his feet and clasps the attackers mouth with his hand)
HERO
Got ya.
(The thug tries to scream, but the hold over his mouth is too strong and he is pulled back into the shadows with the hero. Totally oblivious to their mate being taken down, the other two search frantically for the girl and horrifyingly enough they find her. The biggest of the thugs grabs her by the arm and pulls her up from her hiding place. She screams.
GIRL
Help! Help me please....someone!
(The big thug pulls her close to him)
THUG 1
Shut up!
(The girl begins to cry as they both close in on her. A sudden sound of a can hitting cement stalls the would be attack)
HERO
It still amazes me that even though idiots like you know that I am out here you still try to have your fun.
THUG 1
Shut up! We don't give a shit about you! You're a prick in a cape....nothing to worry about.
(The big thug pulls a revolver from inside his jacket and points at the hero. His friend follows suit and pulls out his firearm.)
HERO
Yeah, this not is not going to go well for you two.
(The hammers on both of the thugs guns are pulled back and this triggers the girl to scream. Tears roll down her face from fear.)
THUG 2
You're dead man.
HERO
No...I'm not.
(The masked hero quickly pulls from his waist what appears to be a grapple gun of some kind. The two thugs open fire and the girl screams loudly. Our hero fires his weapon and two ropes fastened to blunt hooks are released from the small canon and fly quickly through the air at the attackers. Both objects strike the thugs. One; the smaller of the two is instantly knocked unconscious. The bigger one takes off while still holding the girl. The hero flashes a smile again and takes off in pursuit. He fires his cannon again this time towards the top of the buildings and takes chase on the rooftops. The thug leads the scared woman down more twists and turns in the alley and then stops by a dark corridor. He holds a knife to her throat.)
THUG 1
Okay, you listen to me. If you as so much as little out a little squeak I will cut your throat like a rip banana. Do ya understand me bitch? Do ya get what I am.....
(In mid sentence a large object falls on the thug. The girl lets out a surprise yelp. It seems our hero decided to drop down on the unsuspecting criminal. The hero begins to get to his feet.
HERO
(OUT OF BREATH)
You know, I took out this idiot a few months back and a few more times before that and for some damn reason he keeps begging for more. Maybe he likes the taste of my fists? What do you think?
(He offers her a smile. She has heard about this man before. He is all over the news and papers. There are no photos of him so all that were in the news reports about him were descriptions of what he looked like and how he acted from those unfortunate enough to run into him; mean as hell and darkly dressed. That is how they described him, but here he is making fun and flashing a smile. He is dressed darkly enough, but his personality is quite surprising and light hearted and in a way, very warming to the frightened woman. So much so she begins to cry. Our hero stands up and looks at the attractive woman.)
HERO
You're okay now. You are safe. What is your name?
(He touches her shoulder and to his surprise she doesn't pull away. She wants to collapse into his arms, but she is still too scared)
GIRL
(LIPS SHAKING)
Crys...Crys...Cryst...Crystal.
(The hero smiles again. The thug begins to move on the ground and the avenger quickly throws his leg back and kicks him unconscious all without ever taking his hand or his eyes off the girl. His first instinct is to tell her his real name. He doesn't know why really, but he finds himself very attracted to this girl even in the midst of what just happened. He thinks it over and gives her the name that the media gave him.)
HERO
They call me The Watcher.
(He offers her his hand and she collapses into his arms. He holds her for a second. He is engulfed in the moment. In his arms he holds a beautiful woman and around him rain is falling; blanketing them both in wetness. He looks up and we fade to black)
ACT II
(The beautiful woman awakens after she passed out. Her eyes are foggy and she doesn't recognize where she is. A fire is roaring in a very old fireplace. She begins to hear dishes being handled and an appetizing aroma fills her nostrils. Her once foggy eyes begin to clear and she can just barely make out a man. He is shirtless and wears a bandana around the bottom part of his face. She begins to panic. Her heart feels like it is running laps in her chest. The air seems harder to take in and she begins to feel faint once again. Suddenly a hand clasps her shoulder.)
WATCHER
(SOFTLY)
It's okay. I am sorry I brought you here, but I couldn't find an ID and I didn't know where you lived. I didn't mean to frighten you. I am very sorry.
(The girl sits up and starts to breathe slowly. She wets her tongue with her lips and puts her hand to her head.)
CRYSTAL
It's...okay. My head hurts really bad.
(Watcher gets to his feet and grabs a glass of water. He brings it over to her. Crystal takes it and begins to drink.)
WATCHER
They roughed you up pretty good. Your headache should go away soon. I tended your wounds and gave you medicine. You'll be better in no time.
(Crystal gives Watcher back the glass of water and squints a bit as if the light from the fire bothers her.)
CRYSTAL
Who are you? I don't mean what you're called, but...who are you really?
(Watcher leans against the wall that holds the fireplace and looks at the glass of water he is holding. He contemplates telling her his real name, but is unsure if he should do so. As Watcher is busy over thinking his current dilemma, Crystal is come over by a bit of sensuality. The fire light is hugging the Watcher's bare torso in just the right ways. His muscles look more definite in the lighting. If anyone could see into her head at the moment they would say she should be ashamed; this is neither the right time nor place for such thoughts. Crystal couldn't help it. She wanted this man who saved her. She wanted him more than any man she has ever been with. Her stare was broken as the Watcher began to speak.)
WATCHER
I hope you don't think of me as being rude, but I just don't think I should tell you who I am. It's just not a safe thing...for me or you.
(Crystal barely heard him. She was once again stuck on her very untimely thoughts. Watcher cleared his throat and Crystal snapped out of her trance. She saw him smiling at her and she felt a strong sensation of embarrassment. He had caught her staring at him.)
CRYSTAL
I'm...I'm sorry. I shouldn't stare at you. I was being rude.
(Watcher puts the glass of water down and walks over to Crystal. Once again she is caught in the trance of his body. She asks herself why she can't stop thinking like this, but at the same time she wants it. She wants him.)
WATCHER
It's okay. I don't mind.
(When he spoke those words it was like something had swung open. It was if it was now okay for her thoughts to be where they were. She wanted him and even though she couldn't see his thoughts, she knew he wanted her. Crystal reaches up hesitantly and Watcher takes her hand and places it on his hard chest.)
CRYSTAL
I...I...
(Her words are cut short as Watcher embraces her in a passionate kiss. Their lips interlock and press tightly together. They both can feel the rapidness of the others heartbeat. Crystal places her hands around Watchers head and slips her tongue into his mouth. He follows her lead and does the same. Crystal and Watcher's tongues wrestle each other in an erotic dance. As they kiss they both begin to undress the other. Watcher pulls off Crystal's top and then removes her bra. Crystal guides Watcher's head down towards her breasts and he begins to suck on her soft nipples.)
CRYSTAL
Ugh.