I wrote this over this afternoon, simply because I felt like I hadn't written any kind of script in a while and the idea kind of came to me. Criticism of all kinds welcomed! I understand that fourteen pages is quite a bit, so if people want to skim read and post general observations, that's cool as well. Thanks in advance for reading!
Spoilers for pages.
1st Panel: Mike's perception from a hospital bed, being rushed into a hospital. A paramedic, doctor and nurses are above him, the light's in the hospital
ceiling are bright and make everything blurred and indistinct.
Mike (Caption): I remember the light more clearly than anything else.
Paramedic (small and faint): --Car crash victim, severe trauma--
2nd Panel: The lights have changed into those of an operating theatre, the hazy figures are now surgeons in scrubs.
Mike (Caption): Maybe it's because of the trauma, or what happened afterwards. I don't know. But I remember the light. Sometimes when I dream, it's of the light.
1st Surgeon: Jesus Christ-
2nd Surgeon: Hey, cut that out. We need to be focused if we're even going to have a chance
3rd Panel: Everything has gone grey to black, the bright light becoming a distant star surrounded by shadows.
4th Panel: Blackness
1st Panel: A man in his late middle age, balding with glasses, is holding his wife, a woman of similar years with sandy blond hair, also with glasses. Both are dressed like professionals but seem also haggared and sleepless, rumpled shirts, stubble on the man's jaw. These are Michael's worried parents. They are standing in the corridoor outside Michael's room, the door is open and the end of the bed is visible inside.
Alison Wiseman: I can't go in there again Jason. I can't look at him like that, not like he is.
Jason Wiseman: I know. I know. He's sleeping now.
2nd Panel: Jason has taken a step back from his wife, holding her by the arms, he looks at her directly in the face.
Jason: I-I need to know if you'll let me do it.
3rd panel: Alison has pushed away from her husband, turning from him, despairing. He is begging with her.
Alison: Oh God Jason. Please. Please don't ask me that. He's our son, I-I can't decide this...
4th Panel: Jason is sitting down, head in his hands
Jason: The trauma is too much Alison. We both study this very subject. His body is simply not capable of correcting the damage that's been done to it, organs will start failing...
5th Panel: Alison stands in front of him, tears on her cheeks, angry now
Alison: Don't say it! Not like that! Michael is not a piece of data he is OUR CHILD!
6th Panel: A zoom on Jason's head, his face obscured.
Jason: I know he is. I know that.
1st Panel: Alison is now sitting next to Jason, her arm around him, head on his shoulders.
Alison: We don't even know if it will work. It's never worked before. We're relying on pure chance.
2nd Panel: Jason has sat up, looking ahead into no-where.
Jason: We are. But Michael is going to die if we don't do this. This way, at least we are giving him a chance. However small.
3rd Panel: Alison is still lying her head on Jason's shoulder. Her eyes are closed, but she has stopped crying.
Alison: We will almost certainly be arrested for this.
4th Panel: Jason sits in silence, still staring into middle distance. Alison is also still leaning against him, head on his shoulder.
5th Panel: They both get up.
Alison: I'll get the car.
1st Panel: A large, darkened room, filled with shadows, with a single black table, smooth and clean. At the table sits a man wearing some sort of armoured bodysuit and a cape. In front of him, instead of a wall, is a floor to ceiling window which shows a stunning view of the curvature of the Earth. It glows a soft blue, streaked with white, and the black sky behind it is spattered with stars.
2nd Panel: The armoured mask up close, expressionless and ark, yet it and the stance of the sitting man suggests a sense of being lost in thought.
3rd Panel: The man's view of the Earth, beautiful and serene
4th Panel: The same view, except the Earth is now an incandescent fireball, it's atmosphere igniting, it's surface covered in cracks as the very tectonic plates shatter. Earth is dying. The vision is edged with red light.
5rd Panel: Once again, the Earth, just as it was.
1st Panel: The man stands up, reaching into a pocket on the inside of his cape, the world behind him.
Man: Begin wormhole teleport protocols
2nd Panel: The Man holds up a cylinder, metal at the end, glass around the sides, emitting a warm golden glow
3rd Panel: The Man then takes out a small injection device, and fits the cylinder to it's back
4rd Panel: His masked face again, this time illuminated with the light, as he studies the small cylinder.
Man: It's time to give this world a hero.
1st Panel: A secure laboratory, clearly highly advanced, sits in darkness, the lab techs and scientists having gone home for the night.
2nd Panel: Alison's hand slides a pass card through a reader, the light on the pad has turned green.
3rd Panel: Alison and Jason walk into the lab, looking around.
Jason: You get the equipment, I'll grab the sample. We've only a few minutes until the guard comes around again.
4th Panel: Jason is in front of a secure looking box, sealed with a "HAZARDOUS MATERIALS, AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY" label on top. He is looking around nervously.
5th Panel: He opens the box and is greeted with a soft, blue-green glow.
6th Panel: Alison comes back, holding a heavy, sealed briefcase.
Alison: I have the equipment...
7th Panel: Jason has turned to look at his wife. In his hand he is holding a cylinder, steel at the ends but with glass on the sides, from which the glow emanates, throwing up stark shadows on his face, emphasising them grim nature of his expression.
Jason: Let's do this.
1st Panel: General Isaac Johnson's bedroom, lit only by a sliver of moonlight coming through the blinds over the windows, and the light from a mobile phone on a bedside table as it buzzes an incoming call.
2nd Panel: The General, a powerfully build black man with salt and pepper hair, rubs his eyes with one hand and wearily answers the phone with another.
Isaac: This is General Johnson.
Phone Voice: Sir, I think you need to hear this.
3rd Panel: Isaac sits up in bed.
Isaac: Well I hope so, since you called me. What is it.
Phone Voice: I just registered somebody correctly accessing one of our secure labs.
Isaac: You woke me up for that.
4th Panel: Isaac is leaning forward, stretching his back, he looks somewhat irritated.
Phone Voice: Well sir, you know how the Wiseman's child was involved in a car crash today.
Isaac: Of course I do. I went in just a few hours ago to see him, poor kid was nearly torn to pieces. What are you getting at?
5th Panel: Zoom on Isaac's face as he realises what is happening
Phone Voice: Sir, the security system says that it was Alison Wiseman that went back to that lab tonight. Just a few minutes ago.
6th Panel: Isaac's wife, Helena, wakes up and blearily watches as her husband hastily dresses.
Helena: Isaac? Honey?
Isaac: Go back to sleep baby. I need to head out, it's urgent.
Helena: Is it Alison's boy? Has he...
Isaac: No. It's fine. I'll see you soon.
1st panel: Alison and Jason are in the front of a car, driving through heavy, spattering rain. Alison holds the briefcase, Jason is driving. Alison's phone rings
2nd Panel: Alison answers
Alison: What is it
3rd Panel: Isaac is also driving, his phone on speaker, rain lashing the windows.
Isaac: Alison, please, don't do this! You have no idea what could happen.
4th Panel: Alison on the phone, visibly upset
Alison: It could save his life!
Isaac: Where are you now? Is Jason with you?
Alison: Nearly at the hospital. And yes, he is.
5th Panel: Isaac swerves to avoid traffic
Isaac: For the love of God, Alison, we don't...
6th Panel: Alison shouts into her phone, then turns it off
Alison: I can't stand by and watch my son die! I can't do that! You stay out of our way!
1st Panel: Isaac's car comes screeching to a halt in a hospital parking lot.
2nd Panel: He jumps out and begins to run inside, arm raised against the battering rain. A man sees him and calls out
Man: Sir? I'm over-
Isaac: They're already here. Get inside.
3rd Panel: Alison and Jason run inside their son's room. The view is such that Michael cannot be seen.
Jason: I'll calibrate the sample, you prepare the injector.
4th Panel: Alison is standing there, hand on her mouth, looking at her son
Alison: Oh my poor baby...
5th Panel: Jason has turned to his wife, the concern and emotion clearly evident on his face
Jason: Alison! We need to hurry!
6th Panel: Isaac and his subordinate take the stairs several steps at a time
Isaac: Please let us not be too late.
1st Panel: Jason kneels next to the bed, and takes the injector
2nd Panel: He carefully slides the cylinder into it's reciever at the real of the device. The illumination shows the sweat droplets as they drip down his brow.
Jason: Careful, careful...
3rd Panel: A nurse steps into the room
Nurse: What is going on here?!
4th Panel: Alison spins around, and jabs a finger at the nurse
Alison: Get the hell out of here!
4th Panel: The Nurse steps forward towards Jason
Nurse: Stop that!
5th Panel: Isaac and his subordinate burst out of the stairwell, just in time to see Alison tackle the Nurse outside the room
1st Panel: Jason slides the needle into his son's arm, depressing the injector. A side panel shows a heartbeat monitor, beeping at a normal rate.
2nd Panel: Isaac rushes down the corridor, blue-green light streaming from the room in front of him.
3rd Panel: Zoom in as Jason continues to depress the injector, now halfway down, the skin around it glowing. The Heartbeat monitor speeds up.
4th Panel: Alison and the nurse roll apart, staring, eyes wide, at the entrance to the room, as the light intensifies
5th Panel: Jason finishes depressing the injector, the light from Michael's arm now shining even brighter, the heartbeat monitor now at incredible speeds
6th Panel: Jason looks down, in wonder and amazement, tears on his cheeks
1st Panel: Outside, in the rain, the man hovers, and in front of him, halfway up the hospital building, light burns from a window.
2nd Panel: The golden cylinder/injector device hovers above his palm
Suit Computer: Target Locked. Event occuration within expected temporal perameters.
3rd Panel: The Man stares at the light.
4th Panel: The cylinder/injector streaks towards the target, whipping through the night.
1st panel: The Hospital, as seen from above, glows in one corner from one window.
2nd Panel: The same corner seems to explode with incredible, golden light that turns night into day.
3rd Panel: The hospital goes dark.
4th Panel: Alison, Isaac and the Nurse, all stare at what is before them, a soft golden light highlighting their features.
1st Panel: Michael crouches naked on the floor of the room, his skin and eyes glowing. Held in his arms is Jason's body. He looks at the group lying on the floor, a look of fear on his face.
Michael (Caption): The light
Michael: Somebody get Dad a doctor!
Michael (Caption): How could I ever forget it.