Well Witch has finally reached the new forums (yeah I know, took me a while!
) Before releasing any new episodes I've decided to have a period of rewriting the older ones and re-airing them regularly, polishing them all up again and using this time to write some the newer ones.
If you're a first time reader, enjoy
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Episode 1.01 "The Hunt"
Part One of Three
Teaser
[Open to: a pair of legs, running desperately down a street, rain pouring down, a howling thunderstorm raging on, night. The girl is wearing jeans, we slowly move up and up her body, she's panting ? hard.]
[Her murmurs of fear grow louder and louder, faster and faster. We move up further to see she is wearing a deep blue jumper, we move up to shoulder length to see dirty blonde hair fluttering, we move further up to see a bloody stain on her jumper.]
[The girl looks around, her face hidden by her hair. There is a shadow on the wall, brandishing a knife, we follow the shadow on the wall running menacingly after the girl. The girl continues on down the alleyway, suddenly bumping into another shadowed figure, she gasps. The figure steps out of the shadow - a man, who grips the woman by the shoulders.]
Man: [surprised] Woah woah, what's the hurry little miss?
[The woman breathes heavily.]
Woman: [gasping] We have to?run. Run away. It's not safe.
Man: [Texan accent] I think a little chill pill prescription is in order here, just calm down.
Woman: I can't. It's coming for me. She's coming for me. We have to run away before-
Man: [intent] Before what?
Woman: Before-
[She turns around, there's nothing.]
Man: Let me say that again, before what?
Woman: She was?she was there just a minute-
Man: Yeah maybe. Hope you don't mind me sayin' but, drugs really aint good for ya, I can tell you some stories, puffin' that magic dragon's only gonna get you burnt-
Woman: I swear! I swear she was there, she was after me.
Man: D'you live around here?
Woman: Yeah, a few blocks on. It's not far.
Man: Hey, you don't look so good. I could take ya home if you're scared.
Woman: Really?
Man: [smiles] I don't think even the worst comedians would make a joke as bad as that.
Woman: Well I'd take laughter over terror of The Exorcist variety any day.
[The Man chuckles.]
Woman: Thanks.
Man: [with a smile] Nah, s'okay.
[The two start to walk down the alleyway.]
Man: Oh, before I forget and become "creep alleyway guy" I would be Drake.
Woman: Gabriella.
Drake: It's a pleasure.
Gabriella: I'd have to say the pleasure's all mine in this case. I mean it.
Drake: [chuckles] I suppose. So where are you from?
Gabriella: Before any conclusions get jumped, not France.
Drake: [nods] Oui.
Gabriella: Oh ha ha, there's a comedian amongst the ranks. D'accord.
Drake: Huh? I'm clueless, my French goes as far as "Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?"
Gabriella: Am I meant to be impressed or grossed out?
Drake: Take your pick.
Gabriella: I think I'll go with the former, cos you seem like a nice guy.
Drake: Nice guy huh?
[She smiles warmly up to him, he smiles back. She shivers slightly.]
Drake: God I'm so stupid, you must be going Arctic in there.
Gabriella: I'll survive. [She shivers] If the cold doesn't kill me first.
Drake: Here.
[Drake wraps his coat around Gabriella.]
Gabriella: So gentleman is in this town's vocabulary. Thanks.
Drake: Happy to help.
[They continue to walk on]
Drake: So why were you running?
Gabriella: I was being chased. One second I was coming out of wicca group with a cup of cocoa in my hands against the cold and feeling all clichéd, the next it was something out of Crouching Tiger, knives and swords? I've never been more scared in my life.
Drake: So who was chasing you?
Gabriella: This woman.
Drake: Any description?
Gabriella: The word psycho springs to mind.
Drake: So you have no idea why they'd be chasing you?
Gabriella: I'm not ruling out Satanism as a possibility.
Drake: Or maybe you deserved it.
[Beat. Tense Beat. They stop.]
Gabriella: [can't believe her ears] What?
Drake: [suddenly malicious, his accent turns English] I think you heard me.
Gabriella: [starting to panic] Maybe I should call the police.
Drake: [slick] No, I don't think that would be necessary.
Gabriella: I really need to return home now-
Drake: You really are gravely mistaken.
Gabriella: Excuse me?
Drake: How do you know your pursuer isn't right and you're wrong? Maybe you need to be killed.
Gabriella: I think I should-
[Gabriella turns away but Drake viciously grabs her back.]
Drake: Go? I don't think so little missy.
Gabriella: [trembling yet trying to stay casual] I- I have p-people waiting at home, they'll be worried.
Drake: I don't think worried is the word you're looking for. I'd say more like happy, joyful, celebrating. I'm sure they don't care about you, they want you gone.
[Gabriella struggles further.]
Drake: Your dead corpse would bring them more joy than any of their time wasted on you.
Gabriella: [desperate] Please?
Drake: You know what you are? You're disgusting, foul, a plague on humanity, you and all your kind.
[Drake harshly backhands Gabriella across the face, leaving a gleaming, pulsating bruise on her panicked expression.]
Gabriella: [terror struck] How? Why?
Drake: Because of what you are?
[A figure slowly walks out of the shadows. Gabriella struggles further against Drake. She pulls, she pulls, but his grip is too strong. Far too strong, she can't win. She'll never win. Drake shoves Gabriella against the wall - she slams into it. The figure is the same one that was running after her before, we see her face is female. She walks closer to Gabriella holding a dangerous looking dagger with a symbol on it.]
[The figure holds Gabriella still. She starts to scream. The figure puts her hand over Gabriella's mouth, she struggles underneath. The figure raises her dagger. And plunges. Gabriella screams in agony - once. Silence.]
Drake: Witch.
[Blackout.]
Opening Credits
Thunder cracks?
Theme song: "Wherever I Go" by The Album Leaf.
Wherever I go, I take you with me,
?Cause I don't want to see you leave.
Whenever I go, you stay with me,
They won't see you leave.
Are you here with me?
I want you here with me.
Whenever I turn, you are gone from me,
And I won't see you leave.
Wherever I go, your shadow follows me,
I don't want to see you leave.
Are you here with me?
I want you here with me.
You are here with me,
And I am here with you.
You are here with me,
And I am here with you?
Starring -
Amber Benson - Tara Maclay
Anna Belknap - Ezra Storm
Carmine Giovinazzo - Kaspar Sharpe
Percy Daggs III - Pete Holloway
Samaire Armstrong - Rina Faraday
and Autumn Reeser as Autumn Sharpe
Guest Starring:
David Anders - Drake
Jennifer Garner - Ameya
Amanda Seyfried - Jade
Jonathan Bennett - Fynn
Tania Saulnier - Gabriella
Michael Bailey Smith - The Messenger
Will Kempe - Red Robed Figure
Created by: Yosso
Written by: Yosso
Produced by: Yosso
Promo by: Artemis
Song(s) featured: "Wherever I Go" by The Album Leaf.
Length: 45 pages
Original Airdate: (on BW) Sunday 5th November 2006
Re-release Airdate: (on BF and LJ) 22nd September 2007
Disclaimer: "Witch" is a virtual fan made series, set in Joss Whedon's Buffyverse, property of Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, Sandollar Television, Kuzui Entertainment, The WB, UPN and 20th Century Fox Television. No profit is made from this, the character of Tara was created by Joss Whedon. All other original characters were created by me (Yosso), so keep your hands off ?em (except with permission).
Set during Season 7 of BtVS and Season 4 of AtS.
Act One
[Open to: darkness, a black screen.]
[Fade to: a flicker of an image, Tara in BtVS Season 4, looking down nervously. Cut to: a quick series of clips following, Tara running from a werewolf, Tara blowing the candles out, Tara with her father, Tara dancing with Willow, Tara looking up at the stars, Tara screams as her brain gets sucked, Tara's mind returns, Tara fighting with Willow, Tara with Buffy crying in her lap, Tara and Willow having coffee, Tara and Willow kissing. One final time.]
[Gunshot.]
[It stops, it all stops.]
[Abruptly cut to: a pair of eyes, the eyelids are closed. They stir for a moment, shift around and move. They suddenly shoot open, as they shoot open we hear the violent sound of another gunshot and blood spattering. We move back to see Tara on the ground, she lifts her head up slowly, she slowly sits up - bewildered. She is in a blank space of complete white, a void. A black robed figure is standing over her, she moves back suddenly startled.]
Tara: Willow...
[Tara suddenly looks up, shaken up, completely confused.]
Tara: [dazed] Where am I?
Black Figure: It isn't important.
Tara: What's happening?
Black Figure: You don't need to know.
Tara: [she stands up] Who are you?
[Beat.]
Black Figure: I am The Messenger.
Tara: The Messenger? Of what, who?
The Messenger: You don't need to know.
Tara: [confused] What happened to me? Where am I? Where is she? Where is-
The Messenger: You have been moved.
Tara: Moved from what?
The Messenger: From time, from space, from existence. This is the void.
Tara: The void for what?
The Messenger: We have ended your past existence. Killed you. To bring you new life, transfer you to the next level.
Tara: Killed me? The next level of what?
The Messenger: That doesn't concern you.
Tara: [fiercer] Well I want it to.
The Messenger: You will soon be moved.
Tara: Why am I here? Where did everything go?
The Messenger: That is no longer under your control.
Tara: [out of pure desperation] Wherever I am, send me back. I want her back.
The Messenger: You think you belong? To that life. To that world. You never have.
Tara: Who are you to tell me who I belong to?
The Messenger: And you think you're so certain?
Tara: I am.
The Messenger: You will discover in time.
Tara: What is this?
The Messenger: The time is coming, drawing near.
Tara: Tell me what's going on.
The Messenger: I can't.
Tara: Why? Why are you doing this?
The Messenger: You need to find your own future.
[Fade to white.]
[Cut to: a pair of eyes. They explode open - they're Tara's again. She sits up after finding herself lying on an alley floor, night. She is dazed, confused, disoriented. She sighs.]
[Cut to: an average kitchen, day. The same woman in the teaser is in there taking out various items of cutlery from a drawer. A man walks in.]
Woman: [brightly] Hey Fynn, good morning.
Fynn: Ameya, take out the good and put in crappy and that's the kind of morning this is.
Ameya: That bad huh?
Fynn: Picture the effects of head meets truck, that's how my I feel.
Ameya: So bad.
Fynn: Uh huh. Egg me.
[Ameya places two fried eggs on a plate for Fynn. Another woman enters.]
Ameya: [cheerful] Jade hi.
Fynn: Hey.
Jade: [with a beam] Hi Fynn.
Ameya: Egg?
Jade: [to Fynn, grinning] Were you the master chef?
Fynn: You could say that, but you'd be lying. It's all ?meya here.
Jade: I'll pass then.
Ameya: Suit yourself.
Fynn: You sure? ?Cos if I was this egg, cannibalism would so be an option right now.
Jade: [suddenly more bitter] Don't get too excited there?
[Silence. Jade walks over to the counter and starts to pour herself some coffee.]
Ameya: You think you'll get a better nights sleep tonight?
Fynn: Doubt it, insomnia doesn't usually take nights off, just days which is crappy.
[Jade glares at the two of them talking, she notices a frilly blue blouse on the counter. Jade looks up to Ameya, she grins maliciously slowly placing her mug on the blouse.]
Ameya: [smiling] I could help if you want, make your night slightly more bearable. If you're willing.
Fynn: [grins] Yeah?
Ameya: [airy] Great?
[They grin to one another. Jade glaring across at the pair casually tips the cup of coffee over the blouse with a small push of her finger.]
Jade: [falsely] Oops.
[Jade feigns a melodramatic gasp.]
Ameya: Oh my god what happened?
Jade: It must've been knocked down.
Ameya: [flustered] Knocked down? How?
Jade: Maybe this is a sign from the fates or karma being returned.
[Ameya grips the blouse and inspects the stain, she sighs, annoyed.]
Ameya: This is going to take an age to clean and I only got it yesterday.
Jade: I am so sorry. But maybe it's a warning - a warning telling you to stay away from something. Or someone. A male someone.
[Ameya sighs and walks off with her shirt, irritated. Jade grins. We follow Ameya to her bedroom as she walks in she places the stained shirt on her bed. There is a knock at the door - she turns. Drake.]
Drake: Good morning.
Ameya: Hi.
Drake: That was good work from you last night. Expert stabbing.
Ameya: [shrugs] I didn't think there were many ways except "shove-into-flesh."
Drake: Oh it can be an art form. I just needed to congratulate you on that, your first kill.
Ameya: It was?messy.
Drake: It has to be. It always is.
Ameya: It's just the blood?
Drake: [with passion] The blood is the reward. It is their life. When you kill one of those dirty things, they're giving their life to you - it's in your hands. Let the blood wash over you. Feel the blood. That is the power you have over these creatures. It is your right.
[Ameya is slightly stunned, but the expression quickly turns to a smile.]
Drake: They took so much away from you. It is your right to take it back.
Ameya: [looks down slightly painfully] Yeah?
Drake: I have news. We're making progress in our campaign.
Ameya: How?
Drake: The next target?
[Fade to: a bedroom, morning, slowly pan over the messy room, clothes here and there, bowls and plates scattered around, finally move to see a woman is sleeping in a bed. An alarm suddenly goes off ringing shrilly. Her eyes slowly flutter open.]
Voice: Morning.
[Another woman appears over Woman 1's shoulder. Woman 1 turns, an instant grin appears on her face. An instant sparkle glows in her eyes at the sight of Woman 2.]
Woman 1: My day doesn't suck so far?
[Woman 2 grins. They kiss.]
Woman 1: Good dreams?
Woman 2: The best. But nothing compared to this.
Woman 1: Go me!
Woman 2: Wanna get up?
Woman 1: [false shock] Rina, how could you even think such a thing!
Rina: I guess. It's way too comfortable in here.
[They snuggle up together in the bed.]
Rina: I'll ask again Ezra, wanna get up?
Ezra: Never.
[Rina smiles to Ezra, gazing at her.]
Ezra: What? Has the Amazon suddenly sprouted on my head?
Rina: [chuckling] More like a bush.
Ezra: Oh god, I know I'm a witch, but not that kind of witch. I still have a sense of style.
Rina: It's ok really. You're gorgeous.
[They grin together.]
Ezra: I'm your girlfriend though, your opinion doesn't count.
Rina: Suppose we should get out of bed then.
Ezra: Big day at college.
Rina: Lots of learning to be done.
Ezra: Let's go.
Rina: Let's go.
[They don't move muscle.]
Ezra: Now maybe?
Rina: Maybe.
[The door suddenly bursts open. The couple bounce out of bed in an instant. A man walks in.]
Man: We're all Titaniced.
Ezra: Pete, what's up?
Pete: Think Noah's Ark meets the household bathroom. Come with me.
[The three go to a bathroom and open the door - water instantly leaks out, completely flooded. We see a pipe leading out from the bath spurting out water madly and another man trying in vain to stop the flailing pipe.]
Man: Do you want to pay for the carpet too? Close the friggin' door!
Rina: [to the Man at the pipe] Kaspar, how did this happen?
Pete: Pipe go snap.
Rina: This isn't good.
Kaspar: You think?
Ezra: Well we'll leave this predicament in your strong capable male hands.
Pete: What? You need to soak in the misery too!
Rina: [grinning] We'll leave this job to the professionals.
Kaspar: Great?
Pete: Just us against the Lesper Bay water supply.
Kaspar: You're up against some tough opposition Mr. Pipey.
[The pipe continues to spurt water in defiance.]
Pete: Fine, you want it that way do you?
Kaspar: Pete you can hold the pipe, try and stop it from shaking, I'll see if I can repair it.
Pete: Harry Potter style I'm guessing.
Kaspar: Oh pur-lease.
[Kaspar focuses on the pipe.]
Kaspar: Fix.
[Metal melts its way over the pipe, stopping the leak.]
Pete: And after forty days and forty nights?
Kaspar: Crisis averted.
Pete: I've had ten shower's worth of water on me, yet I smell like I've been to Sewage Central and back.
Kaspar: Nah, it's there all the time.
Pete: I'm out of witty comebacks so I'll just have to settle with - shut up!
Kaspar: Best friend here, I can get away with these things.
Pete: After a good long poker up the-
Kaspar: Oh the threats keep coming.
[Pete playfully punches Kaspar on the arm. They reach a kitchen - a woman is there.]
Kaspar: Hey Autumn.
Autumn: My God, what have you two been doing to each other?
Pete: Fight to the death, didn't work out, but we're cool.
Autumn: Just another typical morning then.
Kaspar: Who ever said we were barbarians?
Autumn: Well I do for one. [to Kaspar] Kas, we really need to change that shirt, come on.
[Kaspar and Autumn walk out.]
Pete: And what do I do, just stand here and freeze?
[We follow Kaspar and Autumn out of the door.]
Kaspar: You know I don't intend to go to work like this, ?cos thoughts involving wet t-shirt parties will probably spring to mind when I see my patients.
Autumn: But you know how you are with irons, a white shirt might as well be ash by the time you're done with it.
Kaspar: How do you know that look isn't in this year?
Autumn: Because the last time I let you near one was last year. Plus you're my brother, since when have you and fashion ever mixed?
Kaspar: People change.
Autumn: Not you.
Kaspar: So is it college or work for you first?
Autumn: I'm all college bound right now.
Kaspar: Remember your bag this time.
Autumn: Yes "Mom."
Kaspar: Yes, your very masculine mum. I just want to look out for ya.
Autumn: I know. It's what you do.
[Autumn smiles up to Kaspar. The two walk back into the kitchen where Rina places a stack of pancakes on a plate.]
Kaspar: Yum fatty goodness.
Pete: Our very own Delia Smith.
Rina: Oh don't underestimate, she is so beneath me.
Ezra: Damn straight.
[Kaspar switches on a radio on the counter.]
Announcer: [cheerfully] Welcome to the eight ?o clock news, with the Lesper Bay Radio Crew. Now for our main headlines, a woman was found dead in an alleyway down in the South District of the city, there are major stab wounds to the gut with what seemed to be some sort of ceremonial dagger. There is little evidence to be found on her, but the police do know that she has a tattoo on her hand that represents the wiccan coven ? Lenora. The police urge any members of this group and of the public to come forward with any information. The police appear perplexed by this case, desperately trying to find the perpetrator to this brutal crime. Here's Alan for more?
[Rina turns the radio off.]
Rina: That's enough murder, misery and mayhem for one morning.
Pete: Have you noticed how there's never any good news? Only murders, rapes, it's really depressing.
Autumn: Well we have something to be thankful for, a great start to a great day.
Ezra: Don't go jinxing us now.
Autumn: Not jinxing more like?optimistic.
Rina: That optimism could turn into pain, horror and death.
Pete: Nah, what could go wrong with today?
[Cut to: Ezra walking down a dark, dank alleyway ? night.]
Ezra: This isn't creepy?not creepy at all.
[A bin suddenly rustles. Ezra gasps slightly, but it's only a fox rushing away, false alarm.]
Ezra: Stupid slasher movie atmosphere?
[Cut to: Tara walking down a similar alleyway - night. Lost, confused, disoriented. Where is she now? Tara's eyes are glazed with emptiness, she gazes around this unfamiliar environment, foreign and alone. She gazes slowly up to the black sky, watching. Her mind, her body, her soul astray and adrift. Where is she now?]
Tara: Where's a map when you need one?
[Tara continues to walk on - innocent again. She reaches a crossroad to a few alleyways, suddenly she turns as a running figure breathing heavily flashes across.]
Tara: Hello?
[Cut to: Ezra still walking on down the alleyway.]
Ezra: [sighs] I can handle the supernatural, yet I'm like a woman with pepper spray when it comes to dark alleys. There should be a ban on these things.
[Ezra reaches a crossing between four dark alleys, as she walks along there is a heavy breathing and running. She suddenly turns to the left - nothing.]
Ezra: Great?
[She walks on dismissing what she saw but suddenly turns as the same heavy breathing figure rushes across the alley in front of her. Ezra instinctively runs towards her, her suspicions now aroused.]
Ezra: Hey wait!
[Ezra runs down the alley trying to get to the girl. She rushes forward - she's gone. Nowhere to be seen.]
Ezra: What the friggin'-
[Cut to: Tara walking down the alley, she reaches the alley crossroads and also sees the same heavy breathing figure running across the parallel alley to her right. Putting aside her disorientation, she decides to run after it. On pure instinct.]
Tara: Wait!
[Cut to: Ezra in the alley, she sees the figure again and determinedly runs after it this time.]
Ezra: Wait!
[Spilt screen: to the two of them rushing after the girl at the same time in different alleys. They get closer and closer, getting nearer and nearer an alley crossroad.]
Tara: Etia Confuti!
[A strand of blue light shoots from Tara's hands, though they don't reach the girl. A figure comes out of the darkness snatching her away. She screams. There is a sound of a brutal stabbing. Nothing. A body drops out of the darkness. Ezra and Tara run to the body - their faces cold. Frigid. Tara notices the symbol on her hand.]
Tara: [icy] The Lenora coven?
[Tara and Ezra both look up to each other. A first look that will change everything.]
Tara: Hi.
[Cut to black.]
End of Act One.

If you're a first time reader, enjoy



Episode 1.01 "The Hunt"
Part One of Three
Teaser
[Open to: a pair of legs, running desperately down a street, rain pouring down, a howling thunderstorm raging on, night. The girl is wearing jeans, we slowly move up and up her body, she's panting ? hard.]
[Her murmurs of fear grow louder and louder, faster and faster. We move up further to see she is wearing a deep blue jumper, we move up to shoulder length to see dirty blonde hair fluttering, we move further up to see a bloody stain on her jumper.]
[The girl looks around, her face hidden by her hair. There is a shadow on the wall, brandishing a knife, we follow the shadow on the wall running menacingly after the girl. The girl continues on down the alleyway, suddenly bumping into another shadowed figure, she gasps. The figure steps out of the shadow - a man, who grips the woman by the shoulders.]
Man: [surprised] Woah woah, what's the hurry little miss?
[The woman breathes heavily.]
Woman: [gasping] We have to?run. Run away. It's not safe.
Man: [Texan accent] I think a little chill pill prescription is in order here, just calm down.
Woman: I can't. It's coming for me. She's coming for me. We have to run away before-
Man: [intent] Before what?
Woman: Before-
[She turns around, there's nothing.]
Man: Let me say that again, before what?
Woman: She was?she was there just a minute-
Man: Yeah maybe. Hope you don't mind me sayin' but, drugs really aint good for ya, I can tell you some stories, puffin' that magic dragon's only gonna get you burnt-
Woman: I swear! I swear she was there, she was after me.
Man: D'you live around here?
Woman: Yeah, a few blocks on. It's not far.
Man: Hey, you don't look so good. I could take ya home if you're scared.
Woman: Really?
Man: [smiles] I don't think even the worst comedians would make a joke as bad as that.
Woman: Well I'd take laughter over terror of The Exorcist variety any day.
[The Man chuckles.]
Woman: Thanks.
Man: [with a smile] Nah, s'okay.
[The two start to walk down the alleyway.]
Man: Oh, before I forget and become "creep alleyway guy" I would be Drake.
Woman: Gabriella.
Drake: It's a pleasure.
Gabriella: I'd have to say the pleasure's all mine in this case. I mean it.
Drake: [chuckles] I suppose. So where are you from?
Gabriella: Before any conclusions get jumped, not France.
Drake: [nods] Oui.
Gabriella: Oh ha ha, there's a comedian amongst the ranks. D'accord.
Drake: Huh? I'm clueless, my French goes as far as "Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?"
Gabriella: Am I meant to be impressed or grossed out?
Drake: Take your pick.
Gabriella: I think I'll go with the former, cos you seem like a nice guy.
Drake: Nice guy huh?
[She smiles warmly up to him, he smiles back. She shivers slightly.]
Drake: God I'm so stupid, you must be going Arctic in there.
Gabriella: I'll survive. [She shivers] If the cold doesn't kill me first.
Drake: Here.
[Drake wraps his coat around Gabriella.]
Gabriella: So gentleman is in this town's vocabulary. Thanks.
Drake: Happy to help.
[They continue to walk on]
Drake: So why were you running?
Gabriella: I was being chased. One second I was coming out of wicca group with a cup of cocoa in my hands against the cold and feeling all clichéd, the next it was something out of Crouching Tiger, knives and swords? I've never been more scared in my life.
Drake: So who was chasing you?
Gabriella: This woman.
Drake: Any description?
Gabriella: The word psycho springs to mind.
Drake: So you have no idea why they'd be chasing you?
Gabriella: I'm not ruling out Satanism as a possibility.
Drake: Or maybe you deserved it.
[Beat. Tense Beat. They stop.]
Gabriella: [can't believe her ears] What?
Drake: [suddenly malicious, his accent turns English] I think you heard me.
Gabriella: [starting to panic] Maybe I should call the police.
Drake: [slick] No, I don't think that would be necessary.
Gabriella: I really need to return home now-
Drake: You really are gravely mistaken.
Gabriella: Excuse me?
Drake: How do you know your pursuer isn't right and you're wrong? Maybe you need to be killed.
Gabriella: I think I should-
[Gabriella turns away but Drake viciously grabs her back.]
Drake: Go? I don't think so little missy.
Gabriella: [trembling yet trying to stay casual] I- I have p-people waiting at home, they'll be worried.
Drake: I don't think worried is the word you're looking for. I'd say more like happy, joyful, celebrating. I'm sure they don't care about you, they want you gone.
[Gabriella struggles further.]
Drake: Your dead corpse would bring them more joy than any of their time wasted on you.
Gabriella: [desperate] Please?
Drake: You know what you are? You're disgusting, foul, a plague on humanity, you and all your kind.
[Drake harshly backhands Gabriella across the face, leaving a gleaming, pulsating bruise on her panicked expression.]
Gabriella: [terror struck] How? Why?
Drake: Because of what you are?
[A figure slowly walks out of the shadows. Gabriella struggles further against Drake. She pulls, she pulls, but his grip is too strong. Far too strong, she can't win. She'll never win. Drake shoves Gabriella against the wall - she slams into it. The figure is the same one that was running after her before, we see her face is female. She walks closer to Gabriella holding a dangerous looking dagger with a symbol on it.]
[The figure holds Gabriella still. She starts to scream. The figure puts her hand over Gabriella's mouth, she struggles underneath. The figure raises her dagger. And plunges. Gabriella screams in agony - once. Silence.]
Drake: Witch.
[Blackout.]
Opening Credits
Thunder cracks?
Theme song: "Wherever I Go" by The Album Leaf.
Wherever I go, I take you with me,
?Cause I don't want to see you leave.
Whenever I go, you stay with me,
They won't see you leave.
Are you here with me?
I want you here with me.
Whenever I turn, you are gone from me,
And I won't see you leave.
Wherever I go, your shadow follows me,
I don't want to see you leave.
Are you here with me?
I want you here with me.
You are here with me,
And I am here with you.
You are here with me,
And I am here with you?
Starring -
Amber Benson - Tara Maclay
Anna Belknap - Ezra Storm
Carmine Giovinazzo - Kaspar Sharpe
Percy Daggs III - Pete Holloway
Samaire Armstrong - Rina Faraday
and Autumn Reeser as Autumn Sharpe
Guest Starring:
David Anders - Drake
Jennifer Garner - Ameya
Amanda Seyfried - Jade
Jonathan Bennett - Fynn
Tania Saulnier - Gabriella
Michael Bailey Smith - The Messenger
Will Kempe - Red Robed Figure
Created by: Yosso
Written by: Yosso
Produced by: Yosso
Promo by: Artemis
Song(s) featured: "Wherever I Go" by The Album Leaf.
Length: 45 pages
Original Airdate: (on BW) Sunday 5th November 2006
Re-release Airdate: (on BF and LJ) 22nd September 2007
Disclaimer: "Witch" is a virtual fan made series, set in Joss Whedon's Buffyverse, property of Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, Sandollar Television, Kuzui Entertainment, The WB, UPN and 20th Century Fox Television. No profit is made from this, the character of Tara was created by Joss Whedon. All other original characters were created by me (Yosso), so keep your hands off ?em (except with permission).
Set during Season 7 of BtVS and Season 4 of AtS.
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Act One
[Open to: darkness, a black screen.]
[Fade to: a flicker of an image, Tara in BtVS Season 4, looking down nervously. Cut to: a quick series of clips following, Tara running from a werewolf, Tara blowing the candles out, Tara with her father, Tara dancing with Willow, Tara looking up at the stars, Tara screams as her brain gets sucked, Tara's mind returns, Tara fighting with Willow, Tara with Buffy crying in her lap, Tara and Willow having coffee, Tara and Willow kissing. One final time.]
[Gunshot.]
[It stops, it all stops.]
[Abruptly cut to: a pair of eyes, the eyelids are closed. They stir for a moment, shift around and move. They suddenly shoot open, as they shoot open we hear the violent sound of another gunshot and blood spattering. We move back to see Tara on the ground, she lifts her head up slowly, she slowly sits up - bewildered. She is in a blank space of complete white, a void. A black robed figure is standing over her, she moves back suddenly startled.]
Tara: Willow...
[Tara suddenly looks up, shaken up, completely confused.]
Tara: [dazed] Where am I?
Black Figure: It isn't important.
Tara: What's happening?
Black Figure: You don't need to know.
Tara: [she stands up] Who are you?
[Beat.]
Black Figure: I am The Messenger.
Tara: The Messenger? Of what, who?
The Messenger: You don't need to know.
Tara: [confused] What happened to me? Where am I? Where is she? Where is-
The Messenger: You have been moved.
Tara: Moved from what?
The Messenger: From time, from space, from existence. This is the void.
Tara: The void for what?
The Messenger: We have ended your past existence. Killed you. To bring you new life, transfer you to the next level.
Tara: Killed me? The next level of what?
The Messenger: That doesn't concern you.
Tara: [fiercer] Well I want it to.
The Messenger: You will soon be moved.
Tara: Why am I here? Where did everything go?
The Messenger: That is no longer under your control.
Tara: [out of pure desperation] Wherever I am, send me back. I want her back.
The Messenger: You think you belong? To that life. To that world. You never have.
Tara: Who are you to tell me who I belong to?
The Messenger: And you think you're so certain?
Tara: I am.
The Messenger: You will discover in time.
Tara: What is this?
The Messenger: The time is coming, drawing near.
Tara: Tell me what's going on.
The Messenger: I can't.
Tara: Why? Why are you doing this?
The Messenger: You need to find your own future.
[Fade to white.]
[Cut to: a pair of eyes. They explode open - they're Tara's again. She sits up after finding herself lying on an alley floor, night. She is dazed, confused, disoriented. She sighs.]
[Cut to: an average kitchen, day. The same woman in the teaser is in there taking out various items of cutlery from a drawer. A man walks in.]
Woman: [brightly] Hey Fynn, good morning.
Fynn: Ameya, take out the good and put in crappy and that's the kind of morning this is.
Ameya: That bad huh?
Fynn: Picture the effects of head meets truck, that's how my I feel.
Ameya: So bad.
Fynn: Uh huh. Egg me.
[Ameya places two fried eggs on a plate for Fynn. Another woman enters.]
Ameya: [cheerful] Jade hi.
Fynn: Hey.
Jade: [with a beam] Hi Fynn.
Ameya: Egg?
Jade: [to Fynn, grinning] Were you the master chef?
Fynn: You could say that, but you'd be lying. It's all ?meya here.
Jade: I'll pass then.
Ameya: Suit yourself.
Fynn: You sure? ?Cos if I was this egg, cannibalism would so be an option right now.
Jade: [suddenly more bitter] Don't get too excited there?
[Silence. Jade walks over to the counter and starts to pour herself some coffee.]
Ameya: You think you'll get a better nights sleep tonight?
Fynn: Doubt it, insomnia doesn't usually take nights off, just days which is crappy.
[Jade glares at the two of them talking, she notices a frilly blue blouse on the counter. Jade looks up to Ameya, she grins maliciously slowly placing her mug on the blouse.]
Ameya: [smiling] I could help if you want, make your night slightly more bearable. If you're willing.
Fynn: [grins] Yeah?
Ameya: [airy] Great?
[They grin to one another. Jade glaring across at the pair casually tips the cup of coffee over the blouse with a small push of her finger.]
Jade: [falsely] Oops.
[Jade feigns a melodramatic gasp.]
Ameya: Oh my god what happened?
Jade: It must've been knocked down.
Ameya: [flustered] Knocked down? How?
Jade: Maybe this is a sign from the fates or karma being returned.
[Ameya grips the blouse and inspects the stain, she sighs, annoyed.]
Ameya: This is going to take an age to clean and I only got it yesterday.
Jade: I am so sorry. But maybe it's a warning - a warning telling you to stay away from something. Or someone. A male someone.
[Ameya sighs and walks off with her shirt, irritated. Jade grins. We follow Ameya to her bedroom as she walks in she places the stained shirt on her bed. There is a knock at the door - she turns. Drake.]
Drake: Good morning.
Ameya: Hi.
Drake: That was good work from you last night. Expert stabbing.
Ameya: [shrugs] I didn't think there were many ways except "shove-into-flesh."
Drake: Oh it can be an art form. I just needed to congratulate you on that, your first kill.
Ameya: It was?messy.
Drake: It has to be. It always is.
Ameya: It's just the blood?
Drake: [with passion] The blood is the reward. It is their life. When you kill one of those dirty things, they're giving their life to you - it's in your hands. Let the blood wash over you. Feel the blood. That is the power you have over these creatures. It is your right.
[Ameya is slightly stunned, but the expression quickly turns to a smile.]
Drake: They took so much away from you. It is your right to take it back.
Ameya: [looks down slightly painfully] Yeah?
Drake: I have news. We're making progress in our campaign.
Ameya: How?
Drake: The next target?
[Fade to: a bedroom, morning, slowly pan over the messy room, clothes here and there, bowls and plates scattered around, finally move to see a woman is sleeping in a bed. An alarm suddenly goes off ringing shrilly. Her eyes slowly flutter open.]
Voice: Morning.
[Another woman appears over Woman 1's shoulder. Woman 1 turns, an instant grin appears on her face. An instant sparkle glows in her eyes at the sight of Woman 2.]
Woman 1: My day doesn't suck so far?
[Woman 2 grins. They kiss.]
Woman 1: Good dreams?
Woman 2: The best. But nothing compared to this.
Woman 1: Go me!
Woman 2: Wanna get up?
Woman 1: [false shock] Rina, how could you even think such a thing!
Rina: I guess. It's way too comfortable in here.
[They snuggle up together in the bed.]
Rina: I'll ask again Ezra, wanna get up?
Ezra: Never.
[Rina smiles to Ezra, gazing at her.]
Ezra: What? Has the Amazon suddenly sprouted on my head?
Rina: [chuckling] More like a bush.
Ezra: Oh god, I know I'm a witch, but not that kind of witch. I still have a sense of style.
Rina: It's ok really. You're gorgeous.
[They grin together.]
Ezra: I'm your girlfriend though, your opinion doesn't count.
Rina: Suppose we should get out of bed then.
Ezra: Big day at college.
Rina: Lots of learning to be done.
Ezra: Let's go.
Rina: Let's go.
[They don't move muscle.]
Ezra: Now maybe?
Rina: Maybe.
[The door suddenly bursts open. The couple bounce out of bed in an instant. A man walks in.]
Man: We're all Titaniced.
Ezra: Pete, what's up?
Pete: Think Noah's Ark meets the household bathroom. Come with me.
[The three go to a bathroom and open the door - water instantly leaks out, completely flooded. We see a pipe leading out from the bath spurting out water madly and another man trying in vain to stop the flailing pipe.]
Man: Do you want to pay for the carpet too? Close the friggin' door!
Rina: [to the Man at the pipe] Kaspar, how did this happen?
Pete: Pipe go snap.
Rina: This isn't good.
Kaspar: You think?
Ezra: Well we'll leave this predicament in your strong capable male hands.
Pete: What? You need to soak in the misery too!
Rina: [grinning] We'll leave this job to the professionals.
Kaspar: Great?
Pete: Just us against the Lesper Bay water supply.
Kaspar: You're up against some tough opposition Mr. Pipey.
[The pipe continues to spurt water in defiance.]
Pete: Fine, you want it that way do you?
Kaspar: Pete you can hold the pipe, try and stop it from shaking, I'll see if I can repair it.
Pete: Harry Potter style I'm guessing.
Kaspar: Oh pur-lease.
[Kaspar focuses on the pipe.]
Kaspar: Fix.
[Metal melts its way over the pipe, stopping the leak.]
Pete: And after forty days and forty nights?
Kaspar: Crisis averted.
Pete: I've had ten shower's worth of water on me, yet I smell like I've been to Sewage Central and back.
Kaspar: Nah, it's there all the time.
Pete: I'm out of witty comebacks so I'll just have to settle with - shut up!
Kaspar: Best friend here, I can get away with these things.
Pete: After a good long poker up the-
Kaspar: Oh the threats keep coming.
[Pete playfully punches Kaspar on the arm. They reach a kitchen - a woman is there.]
Kaspar: Hey Autumn.
Autumn: My God, what have you two been doing to each other?
Pete: Fight to the death, didn't work out, but we're cool.
Autumn: Just another typical morning then.
Kaspar: Who ever said we were barbarians?
Autumn: Well I do for one. [to Kaspar] Kas, we really need to change that shirt, come on.
[Kaspar and Autumn walk out.]
Pete: And what do I do, just stand here and freeze?
[We follow Kaspar and Autumn out of the door.]
Kaspar: You know I don't intend to go to work like this, ?cos thoughts involving wet t-shirt parties will probably spring to mind when I see my patients.
Autumn: But you know how you are with irons, a white shirt might as well be ash by the time you're done with it.
Kaspar: How do you know that look isn't in this year?
Autumn: Because the last time I let you near one was last year. Plus you're my brother, since when have you and fashion ever mixed?
Kaspar: People change.
Autumn: Not you.
Kaspar: So is it college or work for you first?
Autumn: I'm all college bound right now.
Kaspar: Remember your bag this time.
Autumn: Yes "Mom."
Kaspar: Yes, your very masculine mum. I just want to look out for ya.
Autumn: I know. It's what you do.
[Autumn smiles up to Kaspar. The two walk back into the kitchen where Rina places a stack of pancakes on a plate.]
Kaspar: Yum fatty goodness.
Pete: Our very own Delia Smith.
Rina: Oh don't underestimate, she is so beneath me.
Ezra: Damn straight.
[Kaspar switches on a radio on the counter.]
Announcer: [cheerfully] Welcome to the eight ?o clock news, with the Lesper Bay Radio Crew. Now for our main headlines, a woman was found dead in an alleyway down in the South District of the city, there are major stab wounds to the gut with what seemed to be some sort of ceremonial dagger. There is little evidence to be found on her, but the police do know that she has a tattoo on her hand that represents the wiccan coven ? Lenora. The police urge any members of this group and of the public to come forward with any information. The police appear perplexed by this case, desperately trying to find the perpetrator to this brutal crime. Here's Alan for more?
[Rina turns the radio off.]
Rina: That's enough murder, misery and mayhem for one morning.
Pete: Have you noticed how there's never any good news? Only murders, rapes, it's really depressing.
Autumn: Well we have something to be thankful for, a great start to a great day.
Ezra: Don't go jinxing us now.
Autumn: Not jinxing more like?optimistic.
Rina: That optimism could turn into pain, horror and death.
Pete: Nah, what could go wrong with today?
[Cut to: Ezra walking down a dark, dank alleyway ? night.]
Ezra: This isn't creepy?not creepy at all.
[A bin suddenly rustles. Ezra gasps slightly, but it's only a fox rushing away, false alarm.]
Ezra: Stupid slasher movie atmosphere?
[Cut to: Tara walking down a similar alleyway - night. Lost, confused, disoriented. Where is she now? Tara's eyes are glazed with emptiness, she gazes around this unfamiliar environment, foreign and alone. She gazes slowly up to the black sky, watching. Her mind, her body, her soul astray and adrift. Where is she now?]
Tara: Where's a map when you need one?
[Tara continues to walk on - innocent again. She reaches a crossroad to a few alleyways, suddenly she turns as a running figure breathing heavily flashes across.]
Tara: Hello?
[Cut to: Ezra still walking on down the alleyway.]
Ezra: [sighs] I can handle the supernatural, yet I'm like a woman with pepper spray when it comes to dark alleys. There should be a ban on these things.
[Ezra reaches a crossing between four dark alleys, as she walks along there is a heavy breathing and running. She suddenly turns to the left - nothing.]
Ezra: Great?
[She walks on dismissing what she saw but suddenly turns as the same heavy breathing figure rushes across the alley in front of her. Ezra instinctively runs towards her, her suspicions now aroused.]
Ezra: Hey wait!
[Ezra runs down the alley trying to get to the girl. She rushes forward - she's gone. Nowhere to be seen.]
Ezra: What the friggin'-
[Cut to: Tara walking down the alley, she reaches the alley crossroads and also sees the same heavy breathing figure running across the parallel alley to her right. Putting aside her disorientation, she decides to run after it. On pure instinct.]
Tara: Wait!
[Cut to: Ezra in the alley, she sees the figure again and determinedly runs after it this time.]
Ezra: Wait!
[Spilt screen: to the two of them rushing after the girl at the same time in different alleys. They get closer and closer, getting nearer and nearer an alley crossroad.]
Tara: Etia Confuti!
[A strand of blue light shoots from Tara's hands, though they don't reach the girl. A figure comes out of the darkness snatching her away. She screams. There is a sound of a brutal stabbing. Nothing. A body drops out of the darkness. Ezra and Tara run to the body - their faces cold. Frigid. Tara notices the symbol on her hand.]
Tara: [icy] The Lenora coven?
[Tara and Ezra both look up to each other. A first look that will change everything.]
Tara: Hi.
[Cut to black.]
End of Act One.
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