Post by sunofdarkchild on Dec 14, 2015 17:16:56 GMT -5
Supergirl is still hovering over the cops and the body of PJ. Her eyes are starting to glow orange as she glares at them.
“Move.” she tells the cops angrily. They part, allowing her to reach him.
Supergirl takes off her cape and holds it over the wound. She picks PJ up, now wrapping him in her cape.
Officer Mitchell steps forward tentatively. “I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean-”
Supergirl roars at him. “Keep away!” Flames burst from her eyes, flowing to the sides.
Mitchell falls over in fear and the other cops back away from her. Supergirl also reacts in surprise. Her expression changes to one of shock, but he orange and yellow flames continue. She shakes her head furiously and finally stops producing fire.
Everyone looks afraid, even Supergirl. Shaking, one cop holds up his radio. “Um...the ambulance is two minutes out.”
Supergirl changes her expression to a serious one and wordlessly flies away, leaving the cops dumbfounded.
Fade into the opening credits.
CS
A group of doctors is rushing PJ into the emergency room. Their dialogue gets across how serious his condition is.
Supergirl is standing with a nurse. Her cape is gone and her costume is filthy from the night's events. “Is he gonna be all right?” she asks the nurse.
“It's too early to say.” the nurse answers. “We don't know how bad the damage is yet.”
Supergirl looks down, so the nurse continues. “If he survives, it'll probably be because you got him here so fast. It would've taken an ambulance another fifteen minutes, and that can make all the difference.”
“Is that supposed to make me feel better?” Supergirl asks.
The nurse doesn't know how to answer. After a moment's silence she asks “Did you at least get the guy who shot him?”
Supergirl huffs and starts to walk away. “Of course, getting Mr. Harcourt here was your first priority.” the nurse calls after her.
Supergirl turs her head back to the nurse. “Do me a favor. Instead of wasting my time, call his family and let them know what happened.”
The nurse nods. “Right. I'll let you get back to your business.”
CS
Two men in suits are walking through a maximum security prison. The camera is angled low and the sounds of footsteps and of the doors and gates closing is emphasized as guards let them pass through various checkpoints. Finally, the men reach a block that contains a single cell.
“This is it.” the warden of the prison tells the other man. “Prisoner X.”
The other man, who is a government agent, looks at the cell. It is a giant cube of steel, with no windows or openings. The only way to see inside is a large screen that shows a dark room. Occasional images of something that glows white flash across the screen.
“Has she said anything else?” the agent asks.
“No.” the warden answers. “She still just screams that she's 'the Banshee' and that she'll kill us all.”
The agent taps on the glass. “How have the security arrangements held up?
“We keep her completely isolated. No sound enters the room, and she has no contact with any people or anything that could contain a name like a newspaper. The walls are four feet thick and solid steel throughout. She almost broke through them the other day, but we flooded the room with anesthetic gas before she could.”
“It is a good thing she's being transferred tomorrow night.” the agent observes.
“We're making all the necessary preparations.” the warden assures him. “I'll rest easier when that thing is out of my facility.”
The agent looks at the screen. A white mouth appears on it, open as if it is screaming. The mouth glows white like a skull.
CS
Supergirl slips through the window in the basement where her workshop is and morphs into Linda. She keeps the blue costume on and takes out her phone. She puts the phone on her desk and slumps into her chair, looking at the phone as she waits for a call.
The camera circles Linda, who is sitting in darkness.
The phone finally rings, and Linda's hands shakes as she picks it up.
CS
Sylvia is on the phone herself, talking to Fred.
“Yes. Ok. I'll let Linda know.”
Linda, now in her civilian clothes, leaves the basement as Sylvia is hanging up. Sylvia starts telling her what Fred had said.
“Your father's fine. But there was a shooting, and he might have to stay all night to, honey, what's wrong?” Sylvia notices that Linda looks awful. She leans against the wall and her face is paler than usual.
“I just spoke to Mattie.” Linda says weakly. “PJ's been shot.”
CS
Sylvia and Linda enter the hospital lobby, and find Mattie sitting on a seat near the corner with her head buried in her hands. They approach her.
“Mattie?” Linda asks.
Mattie raises her head to look at Linda, but keeps her body hunched over. She is glaring at Linda through her tears.
“What are you doing here?”
Linda is taken aback. “Um, you asked me to come.”
Mattie just continues to glare at her.
Linda looks at her mother, who says “I'll get you some water.”
Linda turns back to Mattie and asks “Mattie, what is it?”
“D'you know what they just told me?” Mattie asks through gritted teeth. Linda's face shows a mix of worry and fear and she doesn't answer.
“Apparently it was a cop that shot my brother.”
Linda looks unsure how to respond. She tries to put her hand on Mattie's, but Mattie yanks her hand away.
“Mattie!”
“He went to help them! He thought they might need a doctor, and they shot him!”
Linda nods, trying to calm Mattie. “I know. But couldn't it have been an accident? They were going after the monsters that attacked our school.”
“He used your stupid app to find them!” Mattie yells at Linda. “He couldn't have left the house without it!”
“I'm sorry, Mattie!” Linda says loudly, “After I was kidnapped I was paranoid. I was worried what could happen to my dad.”
“Well, you've got both parents.” Mattie hisses. “PJ's all I've got, and I'm about to lose him because of your family.”
Linda backs up in horror.
There is a cough. Mattie and Linda look up to see Fred and Sylvia standing in the doorway. Sylvia has two cups of water in her hands.
A security guard comes over to them after Mattie's yelling. “Is there a problem here?”
“No.” Sylvia says. “We're fine.”
Fred looks solemn, and speaks just as solemnly to Mattie. “I just wanted you to know, the man who shot PJ is in custody.”
“For how long?” Mattie scoffs.
Sylvia gestures for Linda to come to her, and Linda leaves Mattie to resume her solitary crying.
There is complete silence as Fred drives his wife and daughter home. Occasionally Fred looks at Linda through the front mirror, but she only stares out of her window in the backseat.
They arrive home. As Fred locks the front door, he looks at Linda and says “Mattie shouldn't have said those things to you.”
“Her only family is in the hospital. What should she have said?” Linda asks forlornly.
“Don't put this on yourself.” Fred insists. “If anyone is to blame, it's me.” Linda looks at him in surprise. “I saw that Mitchell was in no shape to help, and I let him talk me into letting him stay outside. I should have insisted that he go home.”
“Yeah.” Linda says angrily. Her eyes are watering. “You should have.”
“Honey,” Sylvia says softly, putting her arm on Linda's shoulder. “Why don't you go to bed? It's been a hard day for all of us.”
“How can you two be so calm?” Linda yells, now crying. “PJ ad Mattie are out friends!” For an instant her eyes glow orange, then go back to normal. “Now he could die, and Mattie won't talk to me again, and I don't blame her!”
“Don't talk like that!” Fred yells. Sylvia worriedly tries to put her arms around Linda, but Linda pulls away violently.
“How do you think I'd feel if that was you dying on a hospit-arg!” After the motion to pull away from Sylvia Linda screams in pain and collapses, clutching her back.
Fred and Sylvia rush to where Linda is fallen and hold up her head. Linda now looks sick in addition to having a pained expression. Her breathing is hard.
Sylvia puts her hand on Linda's forehead. “She's got a fever.” she tells Fred.
CS
Linda is tossing and turning in her bed. We see flashes of what she sees in between shots of her restlest sleep. The fire at the warehouse where Buzz tried to sacrifice her. Fire coming out of Supergirl's eyes. Buzz laughing. And finally, Supergirl staring at blood on her hands, while Buzz's voice rings in the background. “You're just a golem pretending to be a real girl.”
Linda wakes up in a fit, covered in sweat. She turns on her computer and googles the term 'golem.'
As Linda browses, the camera shows a closeup of key sentences. 'A golem is an artificial being.' 'Golems typically possess superhuman strength.' Linda stops when she reads the sentence 'A golem has no soul.' Upon reading that sentence she makes a fist and holds it over her keyboard, her head bowed.
CS
The next morning, Fred and Sylvia are sitting silently at the kitchen table eating breakfast. Fred is reading the newspaper, the main headline of which is 'Police Shoot Innocent Black Doctor.'
“You'd think monsters attacking a school would be the bigger story.” Fred remarks dryly.
“Fred,” Sylvia says, “maybe we should think about leaving, about getting out of this town. Look what it's doing to Linda.”
Fred shakes his head sadly. “If we move now it'll look like I'm running away from PJ's shooting. Politically no precinct could hire me.”
Upstairs, Linda is changing. She holds up her dirty costume and smells it. Her face crunches up in disgust at the smell. She stuffs it into her bag and goes downstairs.
Linda hears her parents talking and hides behind the wall to listen.
“The key is getting the mastermind.” Fred is saying. “If we take him out, this madness stops.”
“Take him out.” Sylvia repeats, questioning Fred.
Fred nods. “This isn't a normal criminal. We have to start with assumption that lethal force is necessary.”
Sylvia thinks for a moment. “Maybe if I just took Linda out of town for a while, until you've taken care of him.”
As Fred begins to say “That's a good idea.” Linda grunts in pain and leans forward out from the wall. Fred and Sylvia are startled by her presence.
Sylvia goes over to Linda, who is again clutching her back, and helps her to the table. “We thought you were still asleep.” she says.
“I'm feeling better.” Linda says. “It's just my back. It just starts hurting at random.”
“You're too young for back problems.” Fred says.
“That we agree on.” Linda says as she sits down.
“I hope you're not going to turn eavesdropping into a habit.”
Linda looks down guiltily. “I don't want to leave town.”
Fred and Sylvia look at each other. “Honey,” Sylvia says, “you know it's dangerous right now.”
“I know that. But what if attacking my school wasn't a coincidence? What if he follows us? At least here there's Supergirl.”
“She's got a point, Syl.” Fred says.
“And I don't know if I can catch up anymore if I miss much more school.” Linda adds.
“Are you sure you're ok with staying?” Sylvia presses. “Last night made it clear that the stress is getting to you.”
“I'm not gonna be any less worried anywhere else.” Linda declares. “But what happened last night won't happen again, I promise you.”
Sylvia looks at Fred, who says “Keep your idea on the backburner. We may consider it again.”
Sylvia relents. “All right.”
CS
A montage occurs, showing the printing and distributing of wanted posters with a sketch of Buzz's face. The poster is put on walls, windows, and lampposts.
Buzz sees one of the posters on a lamppost as he leaves a marketplace with several bags full of products. He puts his bags down, takes a carrot out of one of his bags, and rips off the wanted poster. He looks interested as he examines the poster and bites a piece off of the carrot.
“Finally famous.” he says to himself while chewing. He puts the poster in his pocket, picks up his groceries, and walks home.
Buzz lives in a dark, one-room apartment that is littered with occult books and artifacts. He puts out a large bowl, lights tow candles, and starts adding spices and other products from his groceries into the bowl. When he is done adding the products, he goes to the sink and fills the bowl with water. He starts stirring the mixture, and with his other hand takes out a brown powder with he adds to the mix. The water starts to steam upon contact with the powder.
Finally, Buzz reaches under his bed for a locked briefcase. He opens it and takes out a small plastic wrap containing a white lock of hair.
Buzz shakes his head a little and grins nervously. “Never thought I'd have to use this.”
He drops he lock of hair into the steaming water and puts his head in the steam over the bowl.
“Now, where are you, Siobhan?”
CS
The hospital has given Mattie a cot to sleep on, and she is fast asleep when a doctor approaches her.
“Miss Harcourt?”
Mattie opens her eyes a sliver. “Wha?” she asks groggily.
“Your brother is stabilized for now. But he's not out of the woods. We're checking to see if he has any infections, and he could use a blood transfusion. Since you are a compatible donor, I was hoping you would be willing to give a half-pint.”
Mattie shoots up. “Take as much as you need!”
CS
Linda is on her way to school when she hears a siren. She quickly opens her bag to take out her costume, but reacts in disgust again as she smells it.
A man with a gun is running away from a convenience store with a bag of cash. He is being chased by a cop who is reporting the robbery on his radio.
The crook his pushing his way through a group of pedestrians, which slows him down. He looks back at the cop, who is now closer to him.
“Freeze!” the cop yells, reaching for his gun. The crook points his gun at the cop and fires.
The cop shuts his eyes in fear. After a few seconds, he opens them again. He is completely uninjured. He looks behind him. None of the bystanders are injured either.
The cop then looks in front of him. The crook is lying on the ground, groaning in pain.
A crowd gathers as the cop takes the crook into custody. Behind the crowd stands Linda in her civilian clothes. She is holding up the bullet that was fired and glaring at it. She angrily crushes the bullet in her fist.
CS
At the police station, Fred is standing in front of the police chief's desk.
“We're being crucified in the press.” the chief says. “Everyone from the New York Times to the Washington Post is going on about trigger-happy southern cops.”
“What about those monsters we fought?” Fred asks.
“Drugs that turn people into demons?” the chief snorts. “No one outside of Leesburg believes that story. And it's not like we can ethically test the drugs we seized on anyone.”
“It's still my recommendation that those drugs be destroyed.” Fred says.
“I agree. But disposing of evidence would look suspicious under the circumstances. We're going to be getting anti-cop protests up the wazoo. This is bad.”
“I know sir.”
“Look.” the chief says. “I'm gonna be up to my neck in this political crap for the foreseeable future. I'm afraid I'm not going to be able to help much in finding your supervillain.”
Fred nods glumly. “Understood, sir.”
“You find that sonofagun. You prove he exists, and maybe we can take some of the heat off us.”
“My priority is taking him off the street.”
“Then do it, and do it quickly.” the chief orders. “You have no idea how much I'm covering your butt on this one.”
CS
The scene begins with a shot of the hole in the wall of the school from the previous episode. That classroom has been roped off by the police, but the school is otherwise in session.
Linda is sitting through her history class. They have moved onto the Glorious Revolution in England.
The bell rings, and as the students begin to file out the teacher reminds them “Don't forget. Next class you're giving your reports on Oliver Cromwell.” Linda stays behind.
“Can I help you, Miss Danvers?” the teacher asks.
“I was reading up on mythology,” Linda explains, “and I was wondering if you could explain a certain subject to me.”
“Of course.” the teacher says. “Take a seat.” Linda sits down in front of the teacher's desk. “What did you want to ask about.”
“Legends of beings made artificially,” Linda says, “like golems.”
“That's an interesting topic.” the teacher says. “There are a surprising number of stories of such creatures.”
“I wanted to know, are they good?” Linda asks.
“Most stories about golems and similar creatures assume that there is something wrong with the unnaturalness of it all, but the most famous golem, the Golem of Prague, was known as a protector of the innocent, much like Supergirl.”
“Are they like people?” Linda continues. “Like real people? Do they have souls?”
“According to the Jewish tradition, which is where the term golem comes from, no. They are artificial beings endowed with divine power, but nothing more. As I said, most stories put them in a separate, lower category than humans.”
Linda looks troubled, and the teacher continues. “But certain later stories, like Frankenstein, do seem to suggest that artificially created creatures can have souls.”
Linda makes a sound that is somewhere between a grunt and a sigh. “So Frankenstein's monster is the example of a golem with a soul?”
“These stories are often cautionary tales of the dangers of playing god.” the teacher explains. “Consequently, the subject is often dark. Whether they have a soul or not, they often bring misery and misfortune to those around them.”
Linda looks down and to the side, not reassured.
CS
Mattie is sitting at her brother's bedside. He is still unconscious.
“What am I going to do, PJ?” she asks sadly.
When there is no response, she leaves. As she enters the lobby, she sees a large television above the waiting area that is showing the local news channel, which has a guest on, dealing with the subject of police brutality.
“We see it all the time.” the guest says. “Cops shoots innocent black man. Cop walks free. There's no reason to think this time will be any different.”
Mattie scowls and walks out of the hospital.
CS
At night, Linda sneaks down to the basement, carrying her costume. In the basement she puts the costume in the washing machine and turns it on. She looks out of the basement window at the night sky.
CS
The camera pans down from the starry sky to show a caravan of black cars escorting an armored van through a highway.
Inside the van, two guards in full body armor and masks covering their faces are sitting and watching over a prisoner restrained in a steel body-suit attached to the black wall. Only her face above the nose is visible. Her mouth is covered. She has white hair, and her face is black with glowing white markings. Her eyes are completely white as she glares at her captors.
“Ughh.” one of the guards shivers. “Wish they'd have covered the rest of her too.”
“You know what I heard?” the other guard asks. “I heard they had to drop a building on her to capture her. And even then, she was only knocked out. No broken bones or anything.”
“What kind of freak is she?” the other guard wonders.
There is a crunching sound, and the van comes to a sudden stop, throwing the guards to the floor. More noises continue, along with the sound of gunfire. The guards ready their weapons at the door.
The camera focuses on the white and black woman's unchanging eyes as the door bursts open. It does not leave her as we hear the sounds of the guards being killed.
When there is silence the camera pulls back to show Buzz.
“Hello, luv.” he says. “It's been a long time, Siobhan.” Her eyes still do not change expression.
“Now, I know that when I get you out of this, your first thought will be to kill me,” Buzz says, “but I'd really appreciate it if you don't. If you do, then you won't find out what I know, which is where to find someone you want to kill even more than you want to kill me.”
She still does not respond. The camera focuses on Buzz's mouth. “I know where to find Lord Satanus.”
Her eyes twitch.
CS
A shootout is going on between two hooded crooks and two cops by a gas station. The cops aren't doing too well, because the crooks have bigger guns.
The male cop fires off a couple of rounds before taking cover behind his car. His female partner yells at him “Backup's a couple of minutes out!”
The window above the male cop's head explodes, and he covers his head with his hands. “We may not make it that long!” he yells back.
Suddenly, Supergirl lands between the cops and the crooks, causing a loud 'thump' sound. She still doesn't have her cape, and she looks very angry.
Supergirl rushes the crooks, grabbing their guns.
“I have had it with all these maniacs and there guns!” she says as she crushes the weapons into a ball of metal. She picks both crooks up by their shirts.
“You're human beings! Real flesh and blood!” she throws them to the floor. “Start acting like it!”
One of the crooks has passed out, while the other puts up his arm and starts repeating “I give up! I give up!”
Supergirl still looks angry.
CS
Linda is putting things in her locker. She looks sadly at Mattie's locker, which has no one in front of it.
“You ok?”
Linda turns to see Dick standing next to her. “You've seemed really upset these past few days.” he says.
“It's been a hard time.” Linda says dryly, going back to arranging her locker.
“D'you want to do something about it?” Dick asks.
Linda is curious. “Like what?”
“I don't know. Something fun, like bowling or something.”
Linda starts to smile, but then leans forward with a pained expression.
“Whoa.” Dick is worried. “Seriously, are you ok?”
“Something's up with my back.” she says in a pained voice. “I think I'll have to take a rain-check on the bowling.”
“Sure thing. You take care of yourself, ya hear?”
“Thanks.” Linda hobbles off to the bathroom. Once their she looks in the mirror.
Suddenly, a white light starts to envelop her.
“Oh...fudge...”
Linda appears back in Satanus' realm.
“Oh, hell no!” she yells. “Are you the one doing this to my back? I was in the middle of something!”
“I assure you I have nothing to do with your current pains.” Satanus replies from his throne. “You will have to figure that problem out on your own. We have more important matters to discuss than your love-life.”
“Why should I believe anything you say?” Linda demands. “You make drugs that turn people into monsters. You're evil.”
“Perhaps, but I am a lesser evil.”
Linda glares. “That remains to be seen.”
Satanus has had enough. “If you are done with these childish complaints, we have a very big problem on our hands!”
Linda sighs. “What has Buzz done now?”
“He has freed the Silver Banshee.”
“The what?”
“A true monster.” Satannus explains. “Walking death. She will attack Leesburg tonight, looking for me.”
“So you stop her.” Linda suggests angrily.
“I would, but I would die. The Banshee's cry kills all whose name she knows.”
“And my name is plastered on my chest!” Linda protests.
“So?” Satanus demands. “Are you not supposed to be a hero? Or do heroes only help others when it is safe for them?”
Linda's eyes glow orange for a second. “I hate you.” Satanus points his trident at her,and sends her back to the bathroom.
CS
Supergirl is standing in Elizabeths's apartment, putting on a new cape.
“Thanks.” she tells Elizabeth.
“When I saw the footage of you at that gas station this morning, without your cape, I contacted a tailor who got it done quickly.” Elizabeth explains. “He wants to be your official cape-maker. Says it'll drive his business up.”
“It probably will.” Supergirl heads to the window. “You should stay here tonight. It could get dangerous on the streets tonight, especially for famous people.”
As Supergirl flies away, Elizabeth says “But you're a lot more famous than me.”
CS
Mattie is in her apartment, trying to call Linda but not getting through.
“Hey, Lin?” she says in a message. “It's Mattie. I'm sorry about what I said the other day. I was just so angry” She pauses. “I'm still angry. And I've got no idea what to do with that anger. I need to talk to someone...” Another pause. “And with PJ still in critical condition, you're all I've got...”
“Call me back.” Mattie hangs up and sighs. She goes to her fridge and opens it, but frowns at the contents.
She gets her coat and goes to the door, saying “I need some fresh air.” to herself.
CS
The camera moves through the sidewalk, where pedestrians are reacting with fear and moving out of the way. The camera moves from left to right like a person's eyes as they take in their surroundings.
The camera centers on a cop who is walking towards it. “It isn't Halloween, miss.” he says firmly. “I'm going to have to ask you to get off of the street and change into something that doesn't scare the locals.”
The camera focuses on the officer's nametag. “Officer Daniels.” a female voice whispers.
“That's my name.” The officer says.
There is a high pitched noise, and the officer drops to the ground in front of the camera, clearly dead.
The crowd erupts in panic, running in all directions.
Several cop cars arrive, shown from just behind the killer's feet. Fred and other cops get out, their guns drawn.
“Freeze!” a cop with a megaphone yells. “You are under arrest.”
We see a closeup of her skull-mouth hissing, followed by a shot of two ghostly hands ripping a lamppost from its place.
“Oh, crap.” one cop says.
The figure, raises the lamppost over her head, when it is knocked out of her hands by a telekenetic blast.
Supergirl arrives, flying right into the killer, who is still largely obscured from view. Supergirl knocks her to the ground, and they wrestle.
We then see a shot of a group of bystanders watching the fight from a block away, including Mattie.
“I've heard of you.” the figure says in a high pitched voice. She throws Supergirl off of her. Supergirl collides with a cop car, smashing it almost in two and sending the cops scattering.
Fred lands closest to the killer. When he looks up, we get our first good look at Silver Banshee. She looks like a glowing white and black ghost with a skeleton face. She raises her hand to hit Fred.
“No!” Supergirl screams. Fire erupts from her eyes and stream towards Silver Banshee, who is quickly enveloped in flames. She screams in agony.
Supergirl shuts her eyes to stop the flames. She goes over to Silver Banshee, who is crumpling to the ground.
“No.” Supergirl says in horror. “I didn't mean to...”
Silver Banshee looks past Supergirl at the crowd of bystanders. Though she is melting, she does not seem upset.
“My body fails...but my spirit...my hate...lives on...in a kindred spirit...”
Silver Banshee's body dissolves into ashes. Supergirl kneels down by them, only to hear a terrifying evil laugh.
Supergirl and the cops turn to the crowd, where Silver Banshee is standing and laughing maniacally, completely unharmed. The crowd panics and again runs screaming in every direction.
“First you die, Supergirl.” Silver Banshee declares, her voice echoing eerily through the street. “Then the man who shot PJ. And then I'll finish Satanus himself and take my rightful place on his throne!”
'Mattie?” Supergirl says.
Silver Banshee runs at her with surprising speed. She unleashes her high-pitched scream. Supergirl dodges by flying up. The windows behind her shatter.
Silver Banshee turns her attention to Fred. “Ah, Fred Danvers.”
Fred point his gun at her, but her is shaking. “H-how do you know my name?”
“I know all I need to,” she jeers, “to know that you're about to die.”
Supergirl rams into Silver Banshee again and smashes her into the side of a nearby building. She tries to hold Silver Banshee down.
“Snap out of it Mattie!” Supergirl yells. “This isn't you!”
“It's to late, Supergirl.” Silver Banshee says. She swings her head back, knocking Supergirl in the chin. She then elbows Supegirl in the gut from behind, and pins her to the ground.
“You don't have any desire to hurt this body, do you?” Silver Banshee taunts. Supergirl is struggling, but Silver Banshee has all the leverage. “It's too bad I don't feel the same way.” She leans down so her face is almost touching Supergirl's.
“Good-bye, Supergirl.”
Silver Banshee unleashes her cry right in Supergirl's face. Supergirl screams and writhes in agony for a few moments, then becomes deathly still.
Silver Banshee gets up and, laughing manically again, walks away.
Fred runs over to Supergirl, followed by his fellow cops. He puts his fingers on her neck to check her pulse and looks up at his fellow officers.
“She's dead.”
To be continued...
“Move.” she tells the cops angrily. They part, allowing her to reach him.
Supergirl takes off her cape and holds it over the wound. She picks PJ up, now wrapping him in her cape.
Officer Mitchell steps forward tentatively. “I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean-”
Supergirl roars at him. “Keep away!” Flames burst from her eyes, flowing to the sides.
Mitchell falls over in fear and the other cops back away from her. Supergirl also reacts in surprise. Her expression changes to one of shock, but he orange and yellow flames continue. She shakes her head furiously and finally stops producing fire.
Everyone looks afraid, even Supergirl. Shaking, one cop holds up his radio. “Um...the ambulance is two minutes out.”
Supergirl changes her expression to a serious one and wordlessly flies away, leaving the cops dumbfounded.
Fade into the opening credits.
CS
A group of doctors is rushing PJ into the emergency room. Their dialogue gets across how serious his condition is.
Supergirl is standing with a nurse. Her cape is gone and her costume is filthy from the night's events. “Is he gonna be all right?” she asks the nurse.
“It's too early to say.” the nurse answers. “We don't know how bad the damage is yet.”
Supergirl looks down, so the nurse continues. “If he survives, it'll probably be because you got him here so fast. It would've taken an ambulance another fifteen minutes, and that can make all the difference.”
“Is that supposed to make me feel better?” Supergirl asks.
The nurse doesn't know how to answer. After a moment's silence she asks “Did you at least get the guy who shot him?”
Supergirl huffs and starts to walk away. “Of course, getting Mr. Harcourt here was your first priority.” the nurse calls after her.
Supergirl turs her head back to the nurse. “Do me a favor. Instead of wasting my time, call his family and let them know what happened.”
The nurse nods. “Right. I'll let you get back to your business.”
CS
Two men in suits are walking through a maximum security prison. The camera is angled low and the sounds of footsteps and of the doors and gates closing is emphasized as guards let them pass through various checkpoints. Finally, the men reach a block that contains a single cell.
“This is it.” the warden of the prison tells the other man. “Prisoner X.”
The other man, who is a government agent, looks at the cell. It is a giant cube of steel, with no windows or openings. The only way to see inside is a large screen that shows a dark room. Occasional images of something that glows white flash across the screen.
“Has she said anything else?” the agent asks.
“No.” the warden answers. “She still just screams that she's 'the Banshee' and that she'll kill us all.”
The agent taps on the glass. “How have the security arrangements held up?
“We keep her completely isolated. No sound enters the room, and she has no contact with any people or anything that could contain a name like a newspaper. The walls are four feet thick and solid steel throughout. She almost broke through them the other day, but we flooded the room with anesthetic gas before she could.”
“It is a good thing she's being transferred tomorrow night.” the agent observes.
“We're making all the necessary preparations.” the warden assures him. “I'll rest easier when that thing is out of my facility.”
The agent looks at the screen. A white mouth appears on it, open as if it is screaming. The mouth glows white like a skull.
CS
Supergirl slips through the window in the basement where her workshop is and morphs into Linda. She keeps the blue costume on and takes out her phone. She puts the phone on her desk and slumps into her chair, looking at the phone as she waits for a call.
The camera circles Linda, who is sitting in darkness.
The phone finally rings, and Linda's hands shakes as she picks it up.
CS
Sylvia is on the phone herself, talking to Fred.
“Yes. Ok. I'll let Linda know.”
Linda, now in her civilian clothes, leaves the basement as Sylvia is hanging up. Sylvia starts telling her what Fred had said.
“Your father's fine. But there was a shooting, and he might have to stay all night to, honey, what's wrong?” Sylvia notices that Linda looks awful. She leans against the wall and her face is paler than usual.
“I just spoke to Mattie.” Linda says weakly. “PJ's been shot.”
CS
Sylvia and Linda enter the hospital lobby, and find Mattie sitting on a seat near the corner with her head buried in her hands. They approach her.
“Mattie?” Linda asks.
Mattie raises her head to look at Linda, but keeps her body hunched over. She is glaring at Linda through her tears.
“What are you doing here?”
Linda is taken aback. “Um, you asked me to come.”
Mattie just continues to glare at her.
Linda looks at her mother, who says “I'll get you some water.”
Linda turns back to Mattie and asks “Mattie, what is it?”
“D'you know what they just told me?” Mattie asks through gritted teeth. Linda's face shows a mix of worry and fear and she doesn't answer.
“Apparently it was a cop that shot my brother.”
Linda looks unsure how to respond. She tries to put her hand on Mattie's, but Mattie yanks her hand away.
“Mattie!”
“He went to help them! He thought they might need a doctor, and they shot him!”
Linda nods, trying to calm Mattie. “I know. But couldn't it have been an accident? They were going after the monsters that attacked our school.”
“He used your stupid app to find them!” Mattie yells at Linda. “He couldn't have left the house without it!”
“I'm sorry, Mattie!” Linda says loudly, “After I was kidnapped I was paranoid. I was worried what could happen to my dad.”
“Well, you've got both parents.” Mattie hisses. “PJ's all I've got, and I'm about to lose him because of your family.”
Linda backs up in horror.
There is a cough. Mattie and Linda look up to see Fred and Sylvia standing in the doorway. Sylvia has two cups of water in her hands.
A security guard comes over to them after Mattie's yelling. “Is there a problem here?”
“No.” Sylvia says. “We're fine.”
Fred looks solemn, and speaks just as solemnly to Mattie. “I just wanted you to know, the man who shot PJ is in custody.”
“For how long?” Mattie scoffs.
Sylvia gestures for Linda to come to her, and Linda leaves Mattie to resume her solitary crying.
There is complete silence as Fred drives his wife and daughter home. Occasionally Fred looks at Linda through the front mirror, but she only stares out of her window in the backseat.
They arrive home. As Fred locks the front door, he looks at Linda and says “Mattie shouldn't have said those things to you.”
“Her only family is in the hospital. What should she have said?” Linda asks forlornly.
“Don't put this on yourself.” Fred insists. “If anyone is to blame, it's me.” Linda looks at him in surprise. “I saw that Mitchell was in no shape to help, and I let him talk me into letting him stay outside. I should have insisted that he go home.”
“Yeah.” Linda says angrily. Her eyes are watering. “You should have.”
“Honey,” Sylvia says softly, putting her arm on Linda's shoulder. “Why don't you go to bed? It's been a hard day for all of us.”
“How can you two be so calm?” Linda yells, now crying. “PJ ad Mattie are out friends!” For an instant her eyes glow orange, then go back to normal. “Now he could die, and Mattie won't talk to me again, and I don't blame her!”
“Don't talk like that!” Fred yells. Sylvia worriedly tries to put her arms around Linda, but Linda pulls away violently.
“How do you think I'd feel if that was you dying on a hospit-arg!” After the motion to pull away from Sylvia Linda screams in pain and collapses, clutching her back.
Fred and Sylvia rush to where Linda is fallen and hold up her head. Linda now looks sick in addition to having a pained expression. Her breathing is hard.
Sylvia puts her hand on Linda's forehead. “She's got a fever.” she tells Fred.
CS
Linda is tossing and turning in her bed. We see flashes of what she sees in between shots of her restlest sleep. The fire at the warehouse where Buzz tried to sacrifice her. Fire coming out of Supergirl's eyes. Buzz laughing. And finally, Supergirl staring at blood on her hands, while Buzz's voice rings in the background. “You're just a golem pretending to be a real girl.”
Linda wakes up in a fit, covered in sweat. She turns on her computer and googles the term 'golem.'
As Linda browses, the camera shows a closeup of key sentences. 'A golem is an artificial being.' 'Golems typically possess superhuman strength.' Linda stops when she reads the sentence 'A golem has no soul.' Upon reading that sentence she makes a fist and holds it over her keyboard, her head bowed.
CS
The next morning, Fred and Sylvia are sitting silently at the kitchen table eating breakfast. Fred is reading the newspaper, the main headline of which is 'Police Shoot Innocent Black Doctor.'
“You'd think monsters attacking a school would be the bigger story.” Fred remarks dryly.
“Fred,” Sylvia says, “maybe we should think about leaving, about getting out of this town. Look what it's doing to Linda.”
Fred shakes his head sadly. “If we move now it'll look like I'm running away from PJ's shooting. Politically no precinct could hire me.”
Upstairs, Linda is changing. She holds up her dirty costume and smells it. Her face crunches up in disgust at the smell. She stuffs it into her bag and goes downstairs.
Linda hears her parents talking and hides behind the wall to listen.
“The key is getting the mastermind.” Fred is saying. “If we take him out, this madness stops.”
“Take him out.” Sylvia repeats, questioning Fred.
Fred nods. “This isn't a normal criminal. We have to start with assumption that lethal force is necessary.”
Sylvia thinks for a moment. “Maybe if I just took Linda out of town for a while, until you've taken care of him.”
As Fred begins to say “That's a good idea.” Linda grunts in pain and leans forward out from the wall. Fred and Sylvia are startled by her presence.
Sylvia goes over to Linda, who is again clutching her back, and helps her to the table. “We thought you were still asleep.” she says.
“I'm feeling better.” Linda says. “It's just my back. It just starts hurting at random.”
“You're too young for back problems.” Fred says.
“That we agree on.” Linda says as she sits down.
“I hope you're not going to turn eavesdropping into a habit.”
Linda looks down guiltily. “I don't want to leave town.”
Fred and Sylvia look at each other. “Honey,” Sylvia says, “you know it's dangerous right now.”
“I know that. But what if attacking my school wasn't a coincidence? What if he follows us? At least here there's Supergirl.”
“She's got a point, Syl.” Fred says.
“And I don't know if I can catch up anymore if I miss much more school.” Linda adds.
“Are you sure you're ok with staying?” Sylvia presses. “Last night made it clear that the stress is getting to you.”
“I'm not gonna be any less worried anywhere else.” Linda declares. “But what happened last night won't happen again, I promise you.”
Sylvia looks at Fred, who says “Keep your idea on the backburner. We may consider it again.”
Sylvia relents. “All right.”
CS
A montage occurs, showing the printing and distributing of wanted posters with a sketch of Buzz's face. The poster is put on walls, windows, and lampposts.
Buzz sees one of the posters on a lamppost as he leaves a marketplace with several bags full of products. He puts his bags down, takes a carrot out of one of his bags, and rips off the wanted poster. He looks interested as he examines the poster and bites a piece off of the carrot.
“Finally famous.” he says to himself while chewing. He puts the poster in his pocket, picks up his groceries, and walks home.
Buzz lives in a dark, one-room apartment that is littered with occult books and artifacts. He puts out a large bowl, lights tow candles, and starts adding spices and other products from his groceries into the bowl. When he is done adding the products, he goes to the sink and fills the bowl with water. He starts stirring the mixture, and with his other hand takes out a brown powder with he adds to the mix. The water starts to steam upon contact with the powder.
Finally, Buzz reaches under his bed for a locked briefcase. He opens it and takes out a small plastic wrap containing a white lock of hair.
Buzz shakes his head a little and grins nervously. “Never thought I'd have to use this.”
He drops he lock of hair into the steaming water and puts his head in the steam over the bowl.
“Now, where are you, Siobhan?”
CS
The hospital has given Mattie a cot to sleep on, and she is fast asleep when a doctor approaches her.
“Miss Harcourt?”
Mattie opens her eyes a sliver. “Wha?” she asks groggily.
“Your brother is stabilized for now. But he's not out of the woods. We're checking to see if he has any infections, and he could use a blood transfusion. Since you are a compatible donor, I was hoping you would be willing to give a half-pint.”
Mattie shoots up. “Take as much as you need!”
CS
Linda is on her way to school when she hears a siren. She quickly opens her bag to take out her costume, but reacts in disgust again as she smells it.
A man with a gun is running away from a convenience store with a bag of cash. He is being chased by a cop who is reporting the robbery on his radio.
The crook his pushing his way through a group of pedestrians, which slows him down. He looks back at the cop, who is now closer to him.
“Freeze!” the cop yells, reaching for his gun. The crook points his gun at the cop and fires.
The cop shuts his eyes in fear. After a few seconds, he opens them again. He is completely uninjured. He looks behind him. None of the bystanders are injured either.
The cop then looks in front of him. The crook is lying on the ground, groaning in pain.
A crowd gathers as the cop takes the crook into custody. Behind the crowd stands Linda in her civilian clothes. She is holding up the bullet that was fired and glaring at it. She angrily crushes the bullet in her fist.
CS
At the police station, Fred is standing in front of the police chief's desk.
“We're being crucified in the press.” the chief says. “Everyone from the New York Times to the Washington Post is going on about trigger-happy southern cops.”
“What about those monsters we fought?” Fred asks.
“Drugs that turn people into demons?” the chief snorts. “No one outside of Leesburg believes that story. And it's not like we can ethically test the drugs we seized on anyone.”
“It's still my recommendation that those drugs be destroyed.” Fred says.
“I agree. But disposing of evidence would look suspicious under the circumstances. We're going to be getting anti-cop protests up the wazoo. This is bad.”
“I know sir.”
“Look.” the chief says. “I'm gonna be up to my neck in this political crap for the foreseeable future. I'm afraid I'm not going to be able to help much in finding your supervillain.”
Fred nods glumly. “Understood, sir.”
“You find that sonofagun. You prove he exists, and maybe we can take some of the heat off us.”
“My priority is taking him off the street.”
“Then do it, and do it quickly.” the chief orders. “You have no idea how much I'm covering your butt on this one.”
CS
The scene begins with a shot of the hole in the wall of the school from the previous episode. That classroom has been roped off by the police, but the school is otherwise in session.
Linda is sitting through her history class. They have moved onto the Glorious Revolution in England.
The bell rings, and as the students begin to file out the teacher reminds them “Don't forget. Next class you're giving your reports on Oliver Cromwell.” Linda stays behind.
“Can I help you, Miss Danvers?” the teacher asks.
“I was reading up on mythology,” Linda explains, “and I was wondering if you could explain a certain subject to me.”
“Of course.” the teacher says. “Take a seat.” Linda sits down in front of the teacher's desk. “What did you want to ask about.”
“Legends of beings made artificially,” Linda says, “like golems.”
“That's an interesting topic.” the teacher says. “There are a surprising number of stories of such creatures.”
“I wanted to know, are they good?” Linda asks.
“Most stories about golems and similar creatures assume that there is something wrong with the unnaturalness of it all, but the most famous golem, the Golem of Prague, was known as a protector of the innocent, much like Supergirl.”
“Are they like people?” Linda continues. “Like real people? Do they have souls?”
“According to the Jewish tradition, which is where the term golem comes from, no. They are artificial beings endowed with divine power, but nothing more. As I said, most stories put them in a separate, lower category than humans.”
Linda looks troubled, and the teacher continues. “But certain later stories, like Frankenstein, do seem to suggest that artificially created creatures can have souls.”
Linda makes a sound that is somewhere between a grunt and a sigh. “So Frankenstein's monster is the example of a golem with a soul?”
“These stories are often cautionary tales of the dangers of playing god.” the teacher explains. “Consequently, the subject is often dark. Whether they have a soul or not, they often bring misery and misfortune to those around them.”
Linda looks down and to the side, not reassured.
CS
Mattie is sitting at her brother's bedside. He is still unconscious.
“What am I going to do, PJ?” she asks sadly.
When there is no response, she leaves. As she enters the lobby, she sees a large television above the waiting area that is showing the local news channel, which has a guest on, dealing with the subject of police brutality.
“We see it all the time.” the guest says. “Cops shoots innocent black man. Cop walks free. There's no reason to think this time will be any different.”
Mattie scowls and walks out of the hospital.
CS
At night, Linda sneaks down to the basement, carrying her costume. In the basement she puts the costume in the washing machine and turns it on. She looks out of the basement window at the night sky.
CS
The camera pans down from the starry sky to show a caravan of black cars escorting an armored van through a highway.
Inside the van, two guards in full body armor and masks covering their faces are sitting and watching over a prisoner restrained in a steel body-suit attached to the black wall. Only her face above the nose is visible. Her mouth is covered. She has white hair, and her face is black with glowing white markings. Her eyes are completely white as she glares at her captors.
“Ughh.” one of the guards shivers. “Wish they'd have covered the rest of her too.”
“You know what I heard?” the other guard asks. “I heard they had to drop a building on her to capture her. And even then, she was only knocked out. No broken bones or anything.”
“What kind of freak is she?” the other guard wonders.
There is a crunching sound, and the van comes to a sudden stop, throwing the guards to the floor. More noises continue, along with the sound of gunfire. The guards ready their weapons at the door.
The camera focuses on the white and black woman's unchanging eyes as the door bursts open. It does not leave her as we hear the sounds of the guards being killed.
When there is silence the camera pulls back to show Buzz.
“Hello, luv.” he says. “It's been a long time, Siobhan.” Her eyes still do not change expression.
“Now, I know that when I get you out of this, your first thought will be to kill me,” Buzz says, “but I'd really appreciate it if you don't. If you do, then you won't find out what I know, which is where to find someone you want to kill even more than you want to kill me.”
She still does not respond. The camera focuses on Buzz's mouth. “I know where to find Lord Satanus.”
Her eyes twitch.
CS
A shootout is going on between two hooded crooks and two cops by a gas station. The cops aren't doing too well, because the crooks have bigger guns.
The male cop fires off a couple of rounds before taking cover behind his car. His female partner yells at him “Backup's a couple of minutes out!”
The window above the male cop's head explodes, and he covers his head with his hands. “We may not make it that long!” he yells back.
Suddenly, Supergirl lands between the cops and the crooks, causing a loud 'thump' sound. She still doesn't have her cape, and she looks very angry.
Supergirl rushes the crooks, grabbing their guns.
“I have had it with all these maniacs and there guns!” she says as she crushes the weapons into a ball of metal. She picks both crooks up by their shirts.
“You're human beings! Real flesh and blood!” she throws them to the floor. “Start acting like it!”
One of the crooks has passed out, while the other puts up his arm and starts repeating “I give up! I give up!”
Supergirl still looks angry.
CS
Linda is putting things in her locker. She looks sadly at Mattie's locker, which has no one in front of it.
“You ok?”
Linda turns to see Dick standing next to her. “You've seemed really upset these past few days.” he says.
“It's been a hard time.” Linda says dryly, going back to arranging her locker.
“D'you want to do something about it?” Dick asks.
Linda is curious. “Like what?”
“I don't know. Something fun, like bowling or something.”
Linda starts to smile, but then leans forward with a pained expression.
“Whoa.” Dick is worried. “Seriously, are you ok?”
“Something's up with my back.” she says in a pained voice. “I think I'll have to take a rain-check on the bowling.”
“Sure thing. You take care of yourself, ya hear?”
“Thanks.” Linda hobbles off to the bathroom. Once their she looks in the mirror.
Suddenly, a white light starts to envelop her.
“Oh...fudge...”
Linda appears back in Satanus' realm.
“Oh, hell no!” she yells. “Are you the one doing this to my back? I was in the middle of something!”
“I assure you I have nothing to do with your current pains.” Satanus replies from his throne. “You will have to figure that problem out on your own. We have more important matters to discuss than your love-life.”
“Why should I believe anything you say?” Linda demands. “You make drugs that turn people into monsters. You're evil.”
“Perhaps, but I am a lesser evil.”
Linda glares. “That remains to be seen.”
Satanus has had enough. “If you are done with these childish complaints, we have a very big problem on our hands!”
Linda sighs. “What has Buzz done now?”
“He has freed the Silver Banshee.”
“The what?”
“A true monster.” Satannus explains. “Walking death. She will attack Leesburg tonight, looking for me.”
“So you stop her.” Linda suggests angrily.
“I would, but I would die. The Banshee's cry kills all whose name she knows.”
“And my name is plastered on my chest!” Linda protests.
“So?” Satanus demands. “Are you not supposed to be a hero? Or do heroes only help others when it is safe for them?”
Linda's eyes glow orange for a second. “I hate you.” Satanus points his trident at her,and sends her back to the bathroom.
CS
Supergirl is standing in Elizabeths's apartment, putting on a new cape.
“Thanks.” she tells Elizabeth.
“When I saw the footage of you at that gas station this morning, without your cape, I contacted a tailor who got it done quickly.” Elizabeth explains. “He wants to be your official cape-maker. Says it'll drive his business up.”
“It probably will.” Supergirl heads to the window. “You should stay here tonight. It could get dangerous on the streets tonight, especially for famous people.”
As Supergirl flies away, Elizabeth says “But you're a lot more famous than me.”
CS
Mattie is in her apartment, trying to call Linda but not getting through.
“Hey, Lin?” she says in a message. “It's Mattie. I'm sorry about what I said the other day. I was just so angry” She pauses. “I'm still angry. And I've got no idea what to do with that anger. I need to talk to someone...” Another pause. “And with PJ still in critical condition, you're all I've got...”
“Call me back.” Mattie hangs up and sighs. She goes to her fridge and opens it, but frowns at the contents.
She gets her coat and goes to the door, saying “I need some fresh air.” to herself.
CS
The camera moves through the sidewalk, where pedestrians are reacting with fear and moving out of the way. The camera moves from left to right like a person's eyes as they take in their surroundings.
The camera centers on a cop who is walking towards it. “It isn't Halloween, miss.” he says firmly. “I'm going to have to ask you to get off of the street and change into something that doesn't scare the locals.”
The camera focuses on the officer's nametag. “Officer Daniels.” a female voice whispers.
“That's my name.” The officer says.
There is a high pitched noise, and the officer drops to the ground in front of the camera, clearly dead.
The crowd erupts in panic, running in all directions.
Several cop cars arrive, shown from just behind the killer's feet. Fred and other cops get out, their guns drawn.
“Freeze!” a cop with a megaphone yells. “You are under arrest.”
We see a closeup of her skull-mouth hissing, followed by a shot of two ghostly hands ripping a lamppost from its place.
“Oh, crap.” one cop says.
The figure, raises the lamppost over her head, when it is knocked out of her hands by a telekenetic blast.
Supergirl arrives, flying right into the killer, who is still largely obscured from view. Supergirl knocks her to the ground, and they wrestle.
We then see a shot of a group of bystanders watching the fight from a block away, including Mattie.
“I've heard of you.” the figure says in a high pitched voice. She throws Supergirl off of her. Supergirl collides with a cop car, smashing it almost in two and sending the cops scattering.
Fred lands closest to the killer. When he looks up, we get our first good look at Silver Banshee. She looks like a glowing white and black ghost with a skeleton face. She raises her hand to hit Fred.
“No!” Supergirl screams. Fire erupts from her eyes and stream towards Silver Banshee, who is quickly enveloped in flames. She screams in agony.
Supergirl shuts her eyes to stop the flames. She goes over to Silver Banshee, who is crumpling to the ground.
“No.” Supergirl says in horror. “I didn't mean to...”
Silver Banshee looks past Supergirl at the crowd of bystanders. Though she is melting, she does not seem upset.
“My body fails...but my spirit...my hate...lives on...in a kindred spirit...”
Silver Banshee's body dissolves into ashes. Supergirl kneels down by them, only to hear a terrifying evil laugh.
Supergirl and the cops turn to the crowd, where Silver Banshee is standing and laughing maniacally, completely unharmed. The crowd panics and again runs screaming in every direction.
“First you die, Supergirl.” Silver Banshee declares, her voice echoing eerily through the street. “Then the man who shot PJ. And then I'll finish Satanus himself and take my rightful place on his throne!”
'Mattie?” Supergirl says.
Silver Banshee runs at her with surprising speed. She unleashes her high-pitched scream. Supergirl dodges by flying up. The windows behind her shatter.
Silver Banshee turns her attention to Fred. “Ah, Fred Danvers.”
Fred point his gun at her, but her is shaking. “H-how do you know my name?”
“I know all I need to,” she jeers, “to know that you're about to die.”
Supergirl rams into Silver Banshee again and smashes her into the side of a nearby building. She tries to hold Silver Banshee down.
“Snap out of it Mattie!” Supergirl yells. “This isn't you!”
“It's to late, Supergirl.” Silver Banshee says. She swings her head back, knocking Supergirl in the chin. She then elbows Supegirl in the gut from behind, and pins her to the ground.
“You don't have any desire to hurt this body, do you?” Silver Banshee taunts. Supergirl is struggling, but Silver Banshee has all the leverage. “It's too bad I don't feel the same way.” She leans down so her face is almost touching Supergirl's.
“Good-bye, Supergirl.”
Silver Banshee unleashes her cry right in Supergirl's face. Supergirl screams and writhes in agony for a few moments, then becomes deathly still.
Silver Banshee gets up and, laughing manically again, walks away.
Fred runs over to Supergirl, followed by his fellow cops. He puts his fingers on her neck to check her pulse and looks up at his fellow officers.
“She's dead.”
To be continued...