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| - James and Carolina decided to stay at James’s house to discuss Carolina’s recent discovery. She’s pacing the floor. Carolina: Your sister is going out there and just beating these crooks, and you’ve just allowed her to do this? James. This is your little sister we’re talking about here. She’s breaking the law. James stands up from the couch he was sitting on. He puts his hands in his pockets. James: She’s perfectly capable. Look what she’s done. She’s put these horrible men behind bars. Gotta give her credit. She’s just following your example. Carolina: No she’s not. James: Yes she is. Carolina: No. (She pauses) She’s doing what I couldn’t do. James: You mean, finishing your job? Carolina: Yes. I didn’t get that stupid Black Blast fellow in prison on the day of that trial. She did. She gave him proper justice. But… James leans closer to Carolina. He holds her right hand with his left. James: But nothing. Look at what she did. She saved your life. She’s a true friend. Carolina turns her head away from James to think. James still grasps her hand. She leans a bit, but James keeps her from leaning too much. She turns her head back, her dark hair moving like a wave across a black ocean. Her eyes sparkle as the moonlight crosses upon her soft face. James shows a silhouette. His larger stature proves to be a bulwark as he holds onto Carolina. Carolina: You’re something else, James. You don’t even needs words to convince me. She leans into his chest, wrapping her thin arms around his bulky structure. James rubs her back slowly. James: Sometimes the best words are the ones that need not be said. Carolina: I’m just… Concerned. Stephanie shouldn’t be working outside the law. She could get incarcerated. I can’t afford that to happen to my friend. My dearest friend since my college. Remember when we first met each other, James? ~~ James looks back in the past. It was a fall day. Hundreds of teenagers treaded across the grass field of a college. Some sat under trees. However, one in particular sat on a bench. A dark-haired girl with glasses was looking at a piece of paper. Her eyes were teary. ???: Miss, what’s wrong? The girl turns around. A young man with ginger hair and fine-toned body is standing behind her. Girl: I’m just reminiscing. I miss home. I miss my grandmother. Boy (walking up to her): Your grandmother, huh? Where did you come from? Girl: I’m from here. But, my grandmother just died. I got this letter from my parents this morning. Boy: How old was she? Girl: She was 74. Boy: She must have lived a wonderful life. Full of years. Not many people make it up to 74. The girl blushed. She notices the boy’s scar on his arm. She also looks at the ring he wore. Boy: My father died months ago. I was involved in a car crash with him. This scar is from that. Girl: What was the cause? Boy: Drunk driver. Slammed into us. The only thing I remember from there was a glimpse of red in the distance. The boy paused. The girl looked down at the paper and put it in her backpack. Girl: My name’s Carolina. Like the southern states. Boy: James. James Barmms. Carolina: Barmms? James: Yes. Now I am getting closer to being in charge of my father’s company. Along with my sister. Would you like to meet her? Carolina: Most certainly. James looked at the piece of paper in Carolina’s backpack. He saw the first letter of the dead woman’s name. It started with an L. Carolina zipped up the backpack, and gestured James to get up. ~~ In present day, James Barmms removes his grasp of Carolina. Stephanie had entered James’s house. Carolina looks to where the sound of a closing door had come from. Carolina: That’s her, isn’t it? James: Yes. I invited her to come over any time if she needed a rest. She has a key. James walks into the kitchen, where the back entrance was. Stephanie removes the mask on her head and rubs her neck. Carolina comes into the kitchen slowly. The clacking of her heals is noticeable to Stephanie. Carolina’s eyes widen as she sees a bruised Stephanie sit down in a chair. Carolina: Stephanie… (starting to cry) How could you allow this to happen to you? Stephanie closes her eyes and muses. Stephanie: James, I’m feeling the pain again. The adrenaline has died down. My skin feels like a thousand knives has entered it. James: Do I need to get you medicine? Stephanie: Yes, please. James starts to look into the cabinets. Carolina walks to Stephanie. Carolina trembles, and puts her delicate fingers on Stephanie’s rough face. Carolina: Who did this to you? Stephanie (pausing beforehand): Carl Backburns. He was smuggling weapons. He was helped by several dirty cops. Carolina: What? Dirty cops? Stephanie: Yes. Dirty cops. Corruption. Black Blast is still out there, Carolina. Carolina: Then… Stephanie: The job was never finished. Carolina walks backwards toward a chair. She sits down. Stephanie: You have every right to be upset, Carolina. Carolina leans over to rest her head on her hands and her arms on her knees. James comes back and gives Stephanie her medicine. Stephanie swallows two pills dry. Carolina: I can’t just give you away to the police. I’d be a monster if I did that. Stephanie sits still on the chair. She focuses. The crystal on her necklace glows. Stephanie begins to heal of her wounds rapidly. She moans out of relief. Stephanie: Thank you… For being a good friend. Suddenly, a bullet comes through one of the windows. Carolina ducks to the ground. Stephanie and James clench their fists and get into fighting position. A man kicks down the door. His gun is smoking, and his eyes are shrouded by a green visor. Stephanie: The Virus… The Virus extends the needles on his glove. Clear liquid pumps through hoses across his body. He breathes heavily. Virus: I’m afraid this isn’t time to talk. He lunges after her. She grabs ahold of his shoulders and throws him to the ground. However, another man jumps on her. Stephanie tries to take him off. She looks at the man’s arms. They have gauntlets. Stephanie manages to throw them off of her. James runs down the hallway. Carolina watches in fear. Virus spots Carolina. He smiles and walks over to her. Stephanie notices this and quickly flings a crystal toward him. He’s hit on the back of the head with the thick crystal, and drops to the ground in pain. Black Blast: You’ve been prove’n trouble to the Triad, missy. You already ruined our operation! Stephanie punches Black Blast in the gut. Black Blast hits Stephanie in the face with one of his blasts. She is knocked back into the kitchen, breaking one of the cabinets. James comes into the living room with a gun. Virus and Black Blast turn around. James: Stop! Black Blast holds his hand up. James: Stop there, please. Virus extends the needles on his glove. James: I will shoot… And I will have witnesses for my defense… Virus: You seem to think you would win against us. Haha… The Virus begins laughing more, and faster than James can react, he grabs Carolina and stabs her in the gut. Carolina’s eyes widen. The deadly disease Virus carries injects inside of her. James: NO! James lifts up his gun, but hesitates to fire. Carolina looks at him with anxious eyes. He lowers his gun. Stephanie grabs Virus’s head as an ambush and pulls him away. Black Blast tries to grab her, but she uses her wrist to hit his face from behind her. Virus begins to cough. Black Blast tries to fire at Stephanie, but she throws Virus in the way of her. Virus is knocked out. James then points his gun at Black Blast’s head. James: Call an ambulance, Stephanie. I’ll make sure this crook stays right where he is. Black Blast looks around the home. He notices James’s ring on his hand. He smiles. Stephanie runs to the phone, and calls an ambulance. Black Blast snickers to himself. Black Blast: As Three, We are a Mighty One. James: Three? What do you mean three? Who's the third one?! Black Blast becomes silent. James raises his head a little, growing concerned. Stephanie gets done with the call and changes to her normal clothes. ~~ The Overseer laughs as she sees the scene of the incident from Black Blast’s costume with a hidden camera. Overseer: If I couldn’t have her killed earlier, she will surely die now. The Overseer’s kamina glasses reflect the screen. The light shining on her face reveals a slightly wrinkled mouth with crimson red lips, smiling widely. Her fingertips touch each other as she rests her elbows on the armrests of her chair. Overseer: Oh James Barmms. If only you knew my plans have plans interlocked within them. Every plan you stop, ten more replaces it. I control all, I know all. ~~ James sits outside of the hospital room on a bench with Stephanie. James begins to cry. Stephanie rubs her brother’s back. James: She trusted me. She should have left when she had the chance. Now I put her into immediate danger. Stephanie is about to speak, but James says something before she could do so. James: No, I can’t heal her. It’s bad enough she knows your secret. She doesn’t need to know any more. She has to do this herself. She has to be strong. Stephanie leans her head against the wall. Stephanie: Three is one… Who was the third person, James? James stays silent. James: You think this is a time to focus on vengeance? Now is a time to pray. That’s all we can do. Inside the room, Carolina’s body fights for its life against a deadly, unknown virus inside of it. The doctors check her vitals. Carolina’s fingers twitch.
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