DmC: Devil May Cry Script Rewrite: Opening by MadRedX12, literature
Literature
DmC: Devil May Cry Script Rewrite: Opening
(Fade from black to a shot of a bustling city at night. A panning shot shows a massive tower designed like a pair of angel wings in the centre of the city, standing out among the multiple tall buildings. Cut to the highest floor of the building – a lavishly decorated room, with fancy rugs and carpets, sofas, and golden statues and artwork on the walls. The wall opposite the door is a glass wall behind which is a seemingly infinite swirling vortex of black, white and grey, within which is a set of three glowing red eye-like orbs that shift themselves from left to right, looking around the room. Pan to reveal a bald, muscular man in a black suit, talking on a mobile phone to a third party.) MAN Yes. By close of trading on Friday... no, you can't have more time. You know the terms, you know the consequences. (He chuckles. Cut to a view of his face – ugly, with grey eyes that glow slightly, a scar on his lower lip and chin, and a scarification tattoo on his forehead that resembles a
This War of Mine Novelization, Chapter 2 by MadRedX12, literature
Literature
This War of Mine Novelization, Chapter 2
6:30 AM, 12th AUGUST 15 DAYS SINCE THE WAR REACHED POGORON A pale, watery sun gradually rose above the hill that adorned the valley where the mansion was set. The weak, slow rays of light that hailed the arrival of day were barely visible through the layers of grime caking the half-shattered windows of the run-down house. Much more unobstructed light filtered through the holes in the roof and walls of the top floor where Katia could finally see. A gentle breeze flew through the punctures, one that still stung with the faint scent of smoke. Supressing a cough, Katia rubbed her forehead with her fist and focused on the floor beneath her. She was sure that when the mansion had been built and properly maintained, it must’ve been a truly beautiful place to live in. Now it was little more than a ruin. A depressingly ugly ruin. The rickety wooden floors were carpetless and darkened with large patches of damp. Faded wallpaper was peeling from every wall where it had not already simply
This War of Mine Novelization, Chapter 1 by MadRedX12, literature
Literature
This War of Mine Novelization, Chapter 1
BOOM. A distant blast of noise echoed throughout the mansion. It had been days since the cacophony of horror had begun, and those hidden within the darkness of the manor could no longer distinguish the rumbles of distant thunder from the explosions of the bomb shells around it. At this point, they no longer cared which was which. They were scared all the same. Christo held his little Iskra ever closer as she shivered in his arms - whether it be from cold or fear, he did not know. She just continued to hold onto her father in the darkness under the table, her wet, salty tears slowly streaking down her face and dripping onto him as the rumbling reverberated through the building. Roman sat propped against the overturned table, his hair and back drenched in sweat. His fingers perpetually curled around the rusty knife he held so close, he slowly peeked his head above the roof of the makeshift barricade to look at the window next to the rickety wooden door. As if on cue, a blast of