|Iron Fist : The Movie
Author: capyle PM
A prose version of a fan movie script. After the murder of his parents, young Danny Rand has found himself in the mystical city of K'un L'un. There, he learns the forbidden martial arts of the hidden city, including the devastating Iron Fist technique. Using his new abilities, he sets off on a journey to avenge his parents' deaths. Meanwhile, a deadly old rival follows him.Rated: Fiction T - English - Adventure/Fantasy - Chapters: 27 - Words: 28,623 - Reviews: 17 - Favs: 8 - Follows: 5 - Updated: 11-09-12 - Published: 06-05-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8185560
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Howard Meachum enters a room with the Board of Directors sit. "You wanted to see me, gentlemen?". He flashes a smile and sits down.
"I think you know what this is about, Meachum," the Chairman explains, "A man claiming to be Daniel Rand is on his way here."
"We, uh, don't know for sure it's Daniel Rand," Meachum stutters, "Obviously, I agreed to have him flown in just to see if... you know... he is who he says he is. We need to make sure this is the real Daniel Rand we're dealing with because... because he could be someone looking for fame... or money... or-."
"We've received word that his blood test is an exact match," another board member explains, "As surreal as this might sound, Daniel Rand is not dead and he has returned. We have no idea what he has been up to this entire time but he's back. We don't know what that means for the company yet."
"What do you mean? As we all know, Wendel Rand's will stipulated that the company would turn over to Danny when he was old enough but there are statute of limitations here, right? Daniel Rand is still legally dead, after all," Meachum becomes somewhat nervous.
"Sure," the chairman continues, "We can't just give him our jobs but the fact of the matter is, he will now have a stake in the company once he gets everything cleared. He is an automatic share holder and, if he chose do so, could very well have a seat on this board. It might change the way we do business."
"C'mon," Meachum's demeanor begins to change, "The kid has been wondering around the Chinese wilderness or whatever for ten years. What does he know about running the company? Look, if it really is Danny, and I don't know about the rest of you but I think it's good to remain skeptical, we can't afford to let him have a say in the direction of Rand-Meachum."
"Don't get paranoid, Meachum. At best he might have a seat on the board as little more than a figurehead. Chances are, he'll probably be satisfied just having a few shares. You're still the CEO and you still make more money than anyone in this room," this illicits a few chuckles.
"I'm not paranoid, I'm just... cautious."
"About what?," another board member asks.
"If this is the real Daniel Rand, we can't be sure of his state of mind at this point. Who knows what he's seen during his time. He might have some... strange ideas."
"For someone who agreed to fly him over, you sure sound nervous of him. It's Daniel Rand. It's Wendel and Heather's kid. When he gets here, we'll see what he wants."
"We sure as hell can't shut him out or the media would eat us alive," another board member explains.
"Hey, I'm just as excited as the rest of you," the fake smiles flashes across Howard's face again, "All I'm saying is, let's take him with a grain of salt."
Danny, Misty, and Colleen wait in line to go through customs at Hong Kong International Airport. A man in a cap silently watches them and turns, revealing the face of Davos.
Davos checks the flights for New York and their gates, then leaves the airport. He soon hops over a fence and sneaks onto the airstrip. He finds an American plane at the right gate. Inside, Danny, Colleen, and Misty get on board the plane. He hides when a group of workers pass by and quickly races toward the plane once they pass. Making sure he isn't seen, he quickly jumps onto one of the rear wheels of the plane and climbs up the landing gears, eventually nestling himself inside the wheel-well where he sits patiently.
Later, the plane is in flight. Danny sits next to Misty and a napping Colleen.
"So does this Iron Fist technique hurt at all?," she asks.
"Surprisingly, no. I'm still learning how it works. I think there's more to it than just punching things really hard."
"It's good to know there's more to you than punching things really hard."
"What about you?," Danny asks, "I know you can throw a punch but there's probably more to you than that," she laughs a little at this remark, "You're young but you went from being a police officer to being a private detective in a short amount of time."
"Growing up in my neighborhood, it was common to see other kids getting involved with the wrong crowd, doing things they have no business doing. I wanted to help. I knew I could make a difference in preventing future generations from making a lot of the same mistakes."
"So you became a police officer."
"Yeah. I went into the academy right after school," a bittersweet smiles crosses her face, "After I became an officer, I met a guy. He was a little older and had a family from a previous marriage but I liked him," she becomes sadder, "He was a good cop. He wasn't afraid to fight the mob."
"He was the man who lost his family?"
Misty nods, "After the mob took his children and his ex-wife, I tried my best to console him. I wanted to save him. I wanted to stop him from making some life-changing mistakes like some of the kids I grew up with. In the end, I lost him. I left the force and started Knight-Wing Restorations with Colleen after that."
"I'm sorry. Now I see why it's so important for you to persuade me from making my decision."
"I guess I'm a sucker for hard-luck stories."
"It's a good quality to have. Thank you for telling me your story."
"Well, Colleen and I sort of forced you to tell us yours so, it was the right thing to do."
"I'm glad you told me."
The plane flies on into the night.