UPDATE (February 17, 2013) - Episode 4: DEAD WITCH'S PARTY is now completed. This episode will be more emotionally charged than the previous ones. Hope you enjoy it and thanks so much for the motivation. This is for you. :)

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ULTIMATELY CHARMED: Episode 4

"Dead Witch's Party"

SYNOPSIS

Halloween has arrived. There's an all-witch event at a grand old mansion, and the Halliwells are invited. What starts out as a smashing party turns into a bloody massacre when all the guests start to get mysteriously murdered at midnight. It's an unsolved supernatural case rediscovered way too late, for the boys are now trapped with no means of escape, no Book of Shadows and no magical powers to rely on. This leaves them to fight for their survival in the most human ways possible. Time is ticking, and they need to figure out whoever plotted the murder and save anyone who can still be saved, including one another, before they end up falling victim to evil's might. Will they make it through? What happens when Wyatt has to choose between his brother and cousin?

MAIN CHARACTERS

Wyatt Halliwell ... Wes Ramsey

Chris Halliwell ... Drew Fuller

Henry Mitchell Jr. ... Michael Cassidy

Gwen Carlson ... Lauren Woodland

Alexa Roxbury ... Katharine McPhee

Alokar ... Kris Lemche

Felix Romero ... Brent Weber

GUEST STARS

Vania

Divarkaz


TEASER

FADE IN:

INT. UNDERGROUND LAIR – NIGHT

A dark rock tune is blasting from inside. OWEN, 24, wearing a golden eye mask, slowly steps into the lair. Magical candles on the sides lit up the path, with skull ornaments sticking on the walls. Owen makes his way towards where the music comes from. Just when he finally finds the main room, nobody's around. Only the music stays on.

OWEN

This party blows. Sara?

(Raises his voice)

Sara! Where are you, sis? I'm going to bail.

He notices an interconnecting door to another room and hurries to that side. As he opens it, he's shocked at the sight of lifeless bodies on the floor. As he takes off his mask, he hears his sister SARA, 23, calling out for him.

SARA

Owen!

Owen turns around and sees her sister crop out from a wooden cupboard. Her face looks like a total wreck, and her make up is a mess.

OWEN

Damn it, Sara! Who did all this?

Owen pulls his sister into a hug.

SARA

They were shooting lethal acid on everyone. The Gannexests! They're out to kill all of us tonight.

OWEN

Shhhh. Let's just get out of here.

Both siblings motion for the lair's entrance, but the floor right where they are running cracks hard, forming a hole that causes them to drop into it. As they struggle to get up, a group of demons wrapped in ancient cloaks that hide their faces emerge above them. One of them grabs a hold of a grey wooden bottle. It looks familiar in Sara's eyes, which triples her fear.

SARA

You can't do this to us!

Owen aims his fingers at the demons, hoping to attack them. But no magic comes out.

OWEN

Why aren't our powers working?

SARA

They've been missing since we got here!

Before Owen has time to react, the demon in charge moves the wooden bottle in their direction, spraying lethal acid all over the hole. Their suffocating screams echo throughout the entire lair.

EXT. GRAND MANSION – NIGHT

The Gannexest demons exit the underground lair and march through the front lawn of a grand mansion, which is packed with plastic bats, cotton spider webs, jack-o-lanterns, witches' brooms and more Halloween-themed decorations. Once they are out of view, the scene slowly pulls towards the inside of the mansion, where more dead witches lie on the floor of the main hall.

CUT TO BLACK.

ON THE SCREEN

"Three days ago"

INT. HALLOWEEN SHOP – LATE AFTERNOON

A shadow on the back shelf reveals a figure all dressed in black. It's WYATT. He puts on a black mask to cover his eyes. A LITTLE BOY curiously studies him.

LITTLE BOY

What are you, a burglar?

WYATT

Well, kid, I happen to be classier than that. Get ready to see the mask of Zorro in action!

He places a gaucho hat on his head, which completes his Zorro look. The little boy's mom yells his name, making him leave. CHRIS shows up behind his brother.

CHRIS

You should've dressed up as a tomato, like you did in that play during kindergarten.

WYATT

(Too busy admiring his reflection in the nearby mirror)

That's no way to impress all the ladies, Chris. Why don't you be one instead?

CHRIS

No, thanks. I'm not making a fool of myself. Hey, I should be the Phantom of the Opera! Or maybe some other character? Geez, there's way too many choices, which makes it tough for me to make up my mind.

HENRY sips his smoothie as he joins in.

HENRY

You two are hilarious, stressing out over silly costumes like it's do or die.

WYATT

We know you're anti-Halloween, Henry. Too bad you're missing out on the best parts.

HENRY

Actually, the free candies and horror movies do me just fine. Besides, if I were to dress up, I already know who I'm going to be.

He grabs the costume pack near where he stands and shows it to his cousins.

CHRIS

Robin Hood? Okay, then. Who's Maid Marian?

(Witnesses VANIA and a friend hanging outside the shop window and points to her)

Oh, there she is! Isn't she lovely?

HENRY

Shut up. You're probably thinking of Alexa as the Christine to your Phantom.

CHRIS

Who says anything about her!?

Chris and Henry continue their lame banter away from Wyatt, who feels relieved now that he's on his own again.

WYATT

At least I can have more time for myself.

GWEN's brightly lit face appears right behind him as he stares back into the mirror.

GWEN

As long as you're not vain, you're destined for that look.

The surprised Wyatt is amazed by her comment.

WYATT

Finally! My first compliment of the day! Thanks, Gwen. I admire your cooperative spirit. So what are you going to be?

GWEN

(Smiles mysteriously)

It's a secret. You'll find out on Saturday.

WYATT

(Confused)

Saturday?

GWEN

Yeah. Didn't you and the boys get the invite?

WYATT

I'm not sure if I did.

GWEN

Maybe you just haven't checked your mailbox in the last couple days. It's a party at the Hollingsworth family's grand mansion.

WYATT

Oh, the aristocrats who helped finance your parents' real estate back in the day?

GWEN

(In a whispery tone)

That's right. All-witch. There will be magic.

EXT. HALLIWELL TOWNHOUSE – AFTERNOON

Wyatt opens his mailbox to retrieve all sent documents. Amidst all the printed coupons and junk ads, he finds that one invitation card Gwen was referring to. The empty front side magically inscribes itself, making visible the phrase 'A Party to Die For'. He carefully examines it.

FADE OUT.

END OF TEASER

OPENING CREDITS: "Here Tomorrow Gone Today" (Lifehouse) –


ACT 1

EXT. SEATTLE – EVENING

A view of the Seattle skyline from different angles. Skyscrapers, Lake Union, public parks, crowded downtown streets, and other highlights of the city are shown. Song: "Call It What You Want" (Foster the People)

EXT. HALLOWEEN FESTIVAL – EVENING

The outdoor area is fully packed. Food stalls, merchandise stands, game spots, psychic kiosks, mini haunted houses, and various tent shops are spread out everywhere. A number of crews and visitors flaunt their Halloween outfits. Kids are participating in pumpkin design contests and begging their parents to buy them sweets. Down at the playground, ALOKAR passes fireballs to a group of giddy first graders from a big bag.

ALOKAR

One fireball per person! I may be giving you free treats, but that doesn't mean you get a pass at a dozen of them. So off you go once you got yours, kids!

ALEXA (O.S.)

How about one for moi?

ALEXA playfully slips in from behind. Alokar is thrilled to see her.

ALOKAR

Aren't you a little too old for this, Miss Roxbury?

ALEXA

Excuse me!? So a twenty-something isn't allowed to have fun on Halloween? As if you're a high school junior yourself who's entitled to this festival.

They acknowledge each other's joke. He lets her grab as many fireballs as she likes. They sit on a bench.

ALOKAR

(Watches her suck on the fireball)

For you, then, there are no limits on how many you can bring home.

ALEXA

Thanks, but no thanks. There's no way I'm going to get myself fat. By the way, you need a manager if you're really serious about music.

ALOKAR

Sure thing. If I ever do make demos to back myself up.

ALEXA

Why don't you do it now? Be a YouTube sensation! Or go sign up for open mic nights. It's all about self-promotion.

ALOKAR

(Raises his eyebrows)

You know what, you just sparked a little fire in me with your advice. I just might take it. Baby, I'm a rock star from hell!

Wyatt, Chris and Henry occupy one of the wooden tables near the sycamore trees, enjoying the festivities around them as they savor their hot Spanish donuts.

WYATT

This is what I absolutely love about Halloween. Fang-tastic food, assorted costumes, and best of all, it's our demon-free day!

CHRIS

Stop assuming we're on a holiday, Wy! Besides, the minute you say that, something always happens.

WYATT

(Scoffs)

Oh, Chris, you are way too paranoid.

HENRY

It's not like he doesn't have a reason to be. Did you remember his eleventh birthday where you conjured a dragon after you promised not to pull a prank on him? Thanks to you, he had to crash at my place the entire week that I had to endure his constant screaming every night from his nightmare.

CHRIS

Would you stop embarrassing the hell out of me?

HENRY

Nobody's paying attention, Mr. Self-Conscious.

MADAME AVON, a stern-looking middle-aged woman with a rolled updo and sparkling fashion approaches them and specifically points her finger at Wyatt.

MADAME AVON

(Grumpily)

So you must be the one who's been photographing my private garden all morning long.

WYATT

Me?

MADAME AVON

Don't you fool me, young man. My very own eagle eyes spotted you taking snapshots of my black rose bush.

She pulls out her cell phone and shows him and the guys a photo of him snapping pictures of the rose bush with his camera.

WYATT

(Smiles at her reassuringly)

Madame Avon, you must know I have no intention of publishing it. It's only for a personal experimental project, and contrary to your negative reaction, you've grown yourself a very alluring rose bush that everyone would kill to have.

MADAME AVON

I do not want to see you sneaking around my property again. I mean it!

She storms away, leaving the guys speechless for a moment.

WYATT

Wow! Now that is one crabby woman.

HENRY

Bitch.

CHRIS

Not to mention she's a creep. No wonder she has no husband and almost never leaves her house. Think about how depressing her solitary life must be.

WYATT

Word. It wouldn't surprise me if she keeps playing Lana Del Rey's record on her stereo every single day. Talk about dark sophisticated glamour.

A faint screaming sound from beyond the trees breaks their conversation. Joined by a few curious crowds, the three of them immediately run along the shady tree paths until they reach a drive-in movie area. A suspenseful scene from Sunset Boulevardwhere a dead body floats on a pool remains playing. Right at the front of the screen, a man lies dead on top of his car. No other audiences are present. Blood flows out of his eyes. Wyatt, Chris and Henry are the first to arrive at the scene.

CHRIS

That's so gruesome.

Wyatt witnesses a cloaked figure running far away from them into a dark abandoned building.

WYATT

Hey, stop!

He picks up his pace and chases the man, who makes a turn for the building's backside. The minute he catches up, the mysterious figure has disappeared. Then he spots the MAN IN CLOAK making a phone call near a lamppost as he stands to his back. Wyatt immediately jumps at him and beats him up non-stop.

WYATT

(Threatening voice)

I don't care who you are, but the only place where you should go right now is jail.

MAN IN CLOAK

(Terrified)

Please, don't! What are you talking about?

WYATT

You know what I'm talking about! In case you haven't noticed, there's zero tolerance for murder in this society, you psycho! Or have you been too busy watching reruns of Scream to even pick up on that?

HOODED MAN

Murder? What murder!? I didn't do anything!

WYATT

(Continues to punch him until he shows signs of bruises)

Yeah, right. Tell that to the cops!

MAN IN CLOAK

You got the wrong person! I swear you got the wrong person!

Chris and Henry arrive just in time to pull Wyatt away from the man.

HENRY

He's right, Wyatt! The cops are after the real killer!

CHRIS

Now you can let him go, bro!

Wyatt then sees the actual murderer climbing his way up a rocky hill as the police are running after him. The sound of the police car siren can be heard at a distance. He lets the man in cloak go.

WYATT

I'm so sorry.

MAN IN CLOAK

You're insane!

(Gets away from him)

The look on Wyatt's face is that of regret and guilt.

Back at the drive-in movie area, local reporters have arrived to get ready for the TV news coverage. More festival visitors are now circling around the murder site, including Alexa and Alokar.

ALEXA

Someone must've taken the Halloween spirit way too far.

As the victim is placed inside a body bag, Alokar notices a silver pentagram pin attached to his jacket's pocket.

ALOKAR

Ditto. The kids aren't going to be alright in here from now on. You know what, I have to bail.

ALEXA

Actually, that's a good idea. I'm leaving as well. I just need to return a missed call.

(Searches for her cell phone from her satchel)

Do you think it was a random killing or was it intentional?

By the time she turns her attention back to him, Alokar is already gone.

ALEXA

(Annoyed)

How rude.

She heads back to the tree paths where she arrived from only to encounter Chris as he observes the reporters in action. They're surprised by each other's presence.

CHRIS

Alexa!

ALEXA

Chris! Hey! What brings you here?

CHRIS

I was about to ask you the same thing. Such an unexpected night, huh?

ALEXA

I know, right? To think a family-friendly festival could turn into an R-rated slasher film. Is Henry with you?

CHRIS

We hung out for a bit. Then he orbed-

(Realizes he just made a slip-up)

I meant he had to organize his extremely messy room, so he drove back home a while ago before this whole thing happened. So it's just me now.

ALEXA

Right. Well, be careful, Chris. Dark times may lie ahead.

CHRIS

You too. Stay safe.

Chris steps aside to let her pass. He watches her as she fades into the shadows along with other people. For a second, he feels the urge to join her, but refrains from doing so.

INT. THE HALLIWELL TOWNHOUSE – NIGHT

The TV is on. Wyatt crosses his hands as he pays attention to the breaking news. Henry rushes back to join his cousin at the living room. He sits on the edge of the couch, sipping a cup of tea.

NEWS REPORTER

The investigation is still being conducted, but the identity of the man who was brutally stabbed to death at a local Halloween festival downtown just twenty minutes ago has been confirmed. Alonso Radford was a self-employed project manager who ran his own company Diablo Intelligent. His family members are currently being contacted. The Seattle Police Department has issued a warning for all residents to stay alert, as the person responsible for the murder is still on the loose.

WYATT

Damn those cops! And they dare to call themselves highly trained professionals. How hard is it for that many of them to catch a killer?

HENRY

Does it ever occur to you that it could be something… supernatural?

WYATT

I doubt it, little cousin. This is what I call a natural-born murder. No involvement of magic whatsoever.

Chris orbs in right behind them. He chimes in on the conversation.

CHRIS

And what makes you so sure, smartass? I've got proof that this may very well be connected to magic.

He hands them his iPhone, where a snapshot of the pin on the victim's shirt is clearly visible. Wyatt and Henry stare at it with a look of surprise on their faces.

CHRIS

Took it while you were chasing the hooded man.

WYATT

My brother the detective. Looks like cooking is not your only other forte.

The spirit board pointer on the coffee table in front of them immediately moves around. The guys instantly gather around the table to make out the words.

WYATT

M-Y-S-T-I-C…

The pointer continues to float on the board. It finally spells out D-R-I-V-E.

HENRY

Mystic Drive.

CHRIS

Maybe we still have time to stop him.

CUT TO:

EXT. MYSTIC DRIVE - NIGHT

A windowless truck without a license plate speeds across an empty road high up on the hills overlooking the city. Beneath the cloak at the driver's seat, piercing red eyes display themselves. The night wind blows off the cloak, revealing RALDSTRAK, a corpse-like demon with his bony hands on the steer. All of a sudden, he pushes the brake once he sees sprinkles of orbs distances away in front of him. CHRIS stands with his arms crossed. They give each other a loathing stare. Raldstrak pulls the cloak to cover half his face.

CHRIS

Let's settle this case in a civilized manner, shall we? Step out of the truck.

RALDSTRAK glares at him.

CHRIS

Now, damn it!

Raldstrak carelessly sets the truck back in motion and drives in Christ's direction. Wyatt and Henry appear just in time to see it happen behind the truck.

WYATT

Chris! Orb out!

Chris does exactly what he's told. Wyatt and Henry run after the truck, followed by Chris who just orbed back in. Wyatt shoots fireballs at the truck, which destroys half of its backside. Raldstrak aims the truck at the 'Dead End' sign. He purposefully hits it, sending the truck flying in the air. Raldstrak shimmers out and vanishes. Wyatt, Chris and Henry watch the truck make a trajectory fall, crash on the rocks, and finally explode.

HENRY

Holy crap. Now we got more work to do.

WYATT

I hate that our Halloween may be ruined.

INT. UNDERWORLD – NIGHT

An iron gate separates the entrance and the hallway. Alokar attempts to break the gate's lock, but to no avail. A bodyguard approaches him from behind.

ALOKAR

Hey! How the hell do I get in? Since when did you idiots install a security gate?

BODYGUARD

The only idiot here is you. Besides, our new regulation specifies that traitors like you are now prohibited from entering the hallway during confidential meetings.

ALOKAR

(Scoffs)

Confidential!? You act so high and mighty like you're the big boss I'm sure even Her Highness can't stand you!

BODYGUARD

Actually, she tipped me big time to keep you away from trespassing. Now kindly make your exit.

The bodyguard walks away and returns to his job. Alokar notices a number of demons passing here and there beyond the gates, which arouses his curiosity.

ALOKAR

So isn't anybody going to fill me in on what's going on? I know you're planning a secret apocalypse! Or something like it.

No one responds to him. He bangs on the gate in frustration, then leaves.

MEETING CHAMBER

Deep in the underground meeting chamber, DIVARKAZ sits on her royalty chair, facing an army of corpse-like demons in cloaks – the Gannexests. Raldstrak is also present. The brick doors are locked with heavy chains. Red flames light up on each corner of the ceiling. One Gannexest with an authoritative persona– ZAPALDEROV - stands in front of the crowd just steps away from Divarkaz.

ZAPALDEROV

Mark my words. It will be done this Halloween. The Hollingsworth family is dead now. We just need to finish off the unlucky guests.

DIVARKAZ

And you're going to strip off all magic inside the mansion?

ZAPALDEROV

Precisely.

(Holds a glass container full of sticky maroon fluids with remnants of human bones drained in them)

With the Devil's Lick we've ordered from our trusted source in Bulgaria, there's no magic it can't freeze. It has even started to block other witches and their Books of Shadows in the city from detecting our coming with its power to render us invisible. All it takes is a thousand of this poured through random Seattle streets, which we've already covered. The remaining ones are secured in those storage boxes.

He points to a gigantic pile of storage boxes near one of the red flames at the front side of the chamber. Divarkaz gives him a look of approval.

ZAPALDEROV

We'll be burying each of them in hidden locations around the mansion tonight to ensure its full impact. Of course, we're not forgetting the lethal acid spray that guarantees death on the spot. Raldstrak!

At his command, Raldstrak pushes his way to the front and shows Divarkaz a grey wooden bottle.

RALDSTRAK

Here's what it looks like, Master.

Divarkaz's sinister smile slowly forms on her face.

DIVARKAZ

Nothing thrills me more than a dead witch's party.

ZAPALDEROV

I'm promising you a bloodbath.

INT. GRAND MANSION – NIGHT

BIRD ANGLE POV

Five bloody bodies lie still on the tiled floor of the living room. Two of them are removed from their heads.

CUT TO BLACK.

END OF ACT 1


ACT 2

EXT. ALLEYWAY – MORNING

The statuette of an old witch with her traditional pointy hat and broom stands still in front of Lumina's magic shop. A carved pumpkin lies right in front of it. Thin morning mists envelop the entire alleyway. Wyatt exits through the door. Chris and Henry lean against the wall facing him.

CHRIS

So?

WYATT

(Holds out a paper bag from his purchase)

Lumina's out of town, but her secretary gave us vials of betronaves that could come in handy in case anything happens tonight.

HENRY

Betronaves?

WYATT

Yup. They're being advertized as the antibiotics of the Wiccan universe. With a mixture of shattered glass marbles and dried campions, they pack enough power to combat dark magic. At least we can expect any demon to fall flat on the floor right before we vanquish them.

CHRIS

(Skeptically)

So you're just going to assume this ready-made potion proves much better than something we could brew at home?

WYATT

Well, it's been three days, and we haven't even found the silver lining to the case. No sign on the Book of Shadows, no premonition, nothing. Might as well go the standard route, right? There's no way for us to be specific.

HENRY

From what I've come across with in one of my mom's old book collections ages ago, any recipe that makes use of thousand year-old plants like the campions must be vigorous in a fight against evil.

WYATT

Touché! Now we're all set.

CHRIS

Okay, fine. But let's not forget our magical objects.

(Pulls out his silver globe keychain attached to his wallet)

The last thing we want to be is powerless.

HENRY

Got it.

(Reaches for his compass that's now a pendant strung to a silver chain hidden underneath his shirt)

WYATT

Mine is a watch, remember? I don't wear snazzy watches in the morning like James Bond. But tonight, I will. Chicks will dig it, by the way.

His brother and cousin just roll their eyes at his remark. The three orb out of the alleyway.

INT. ALEXA'S HOUSE – LATE AFTERNOON

The doorbell rings. Alexa rushes through the antique-filled living room to get it. Slanting her left eye, she peeks into the hole. A bunch of KIDS in their costumes are waiting with their candy buckets ready. Alexa groans and immediately picks up a Ghostface mask and a plastic knife on the nearest coffee table. Once the mark covers her face, she bolts the door open.

KIDS

Trick or tr-

(Scream in unison at Alexa pretending to be violent and quickly flee the front porch)

ALEXA

No trick or treatin', kids! I'm just not in the mood.

She shuts the door immediately.

SWITCH TO:

BACKYARD

RENEE DELANCEY assembles piles of test papers on her writing desk, which faces a modern fountain. She begins marking one of them with a blue pen. Streams of water from the fountain softly trickle down polished rocks, giving her solitary comfort. Alexa approaches her, bringing a plate of croissants and two cups of tea on a tray to put on the side of the desk.

ALEXA

Still busy correcting papers, Grandma? You've been here since this morning.

RENEE

At least I'm attuned to my craft like you are. Don't you have somewhere to be tonight, dear? It's Halloween. Go have fun!

ALEXA

So? Doesn't mean I have to score a VIP ticket to a nightclub full of wasted idiots.

RENEE

You are young and restless. Try to live in the now and mingle with more people your age.

ALEXA

But I just want to sit here and drink English breakfast tea with you, Grams. Besides, the view of the fountain is lovely this time of the year.

RENEE

What about Gwen? You two seem to be besties.

ALEXA

She has a boyfriend. It's obvious they're going to be masquerading together later on. Besides, I'm doing fine here at home.

RENEE

Don't blame me if you're suddenly cold and lonely. Like the victim you told me about.

ALEXA

Do you think this whole murder is witch business?

RENEE

Even if it is, there hasn't been any indication of trouble striking, unless an impenetrable dark force that we don't know of is in full power. For all I know, it's not our case to deal with.

ALEXA

If you say so.

(Sips her tea)

ON THE SCREEN

"Halloween Night"

EXT. PHONE BOOTH – NIGHT

DEENA BRIGHT, mid-20s with a red Zara coat, slides a coin through the phone and starts dialing a number.

DEENA

(Flirtily greets the voice on the other side of the phone)

Hi, Tom! So I know we're planning to meet each other tonight, but I accidentally left my cell phone at home, and I'm already here at the back of the mansion. Just letting you know I'm the sassy detective with metallic silver boots, okay? You've seen my picture on Facebook already, so of course I'll be easy to find. Get to the front entrance, and I'll be there. Bye!

She hangs up and paces out of the box, following a stone trail leading to the mansion's Renaissance garden at the back.

EXT. RENAISSANCE GARDEN – NIGHT

No one besides her uses the widely open back entrance. Silent footstep sounds follow her from behind. She ignores them and keeps on walking. They stop. Then she feels the footsteps creeping in on her just a distance away from her back. Curiously, she stares in that direction. No one is present. The leaves on the maze-like bushes swing with the night wind. Suddenly, a note tied to a dead tulip gets thrown her way, landing on her feet. She picks it up with puzzled looks.

DEENA

(Reads)

Open the romance gate, so much love to take, but don't settle for a date, 'cause you'll never find your soulmate.

(Disgusted)

Lame.

She pulls the note away from the tulip and flips it around. The reverse side is written in capital letters: YOU WITCHES DON'T DESERVE TO LIVE. Her eyes gaze at it in horror. She drops the tulip and the note and manages to pick up her pace. The view of the back porch seems miles away. Raldstrak pops out of the bushes right in front of her, immediately strangling her neck. She tries to fight it, but his hand proves too strong for her. Her skin begins to peel as his other hand shoots lethal acid at her. Within a matter of seconds, she's dead. Raldstrak leaves her dry body lying on the ground.

EXT. GRAND MANSION - NIGHT

A Halloween party is heating up. All guests arrive in their eccentric costumes as they queue for their turn to enter the main door. GWEN commands her style with her crystallized Snow Queen outfit. As she gets closer, the RECEPTION MAN stops her.

RECEPTION MAN

Now you, Miss, are certainly not on the list.

GWEN

Excuse me? I'm Gwen Carlson, a long-time associate of the Hollingsworths.

RECEPTION MAN

(Scans the guest list)

Nope, I don't see a Gwen Carlson in here.

GWEN

(Impatiently)

You must've missed my name in there. Where's Mr. or Mrs. Hollingsworth?

RECEPTION MAN

Haven't spotted them anywhere. They could be running errands and may be back in half an hour. Until then, you can wait outside.

WYATT (O.S)

She's with me. You can't say no to Wyatt Halliwell.

Gwen and the reception man turn to Wyatt. He now flaunts his Zorro suit. She acknowledges him as he stands by her side.

RECEPTION MAN

(Amused)

Well, then. Any friend of the famous Halliwells is surely welcome.

WYATT

(Wears a satisfied grin)

Thanks. Try not to upset her next time or she will give you a sucker punch to remember.

He pats the reception man on the shoulder, who appears intimidated, and escorts Gwen inside. Black candle chandeliers bring a touch of dark sophistication to the house interiors.

GWEN

I have to admit the freaked out look on his face really entertains me.

WYATT

You, my Queen, are a goddess.

(Realizes what he just said)

I mean, my former Queen. But you are a goddess.

To his relief, Gwen doesn't feel awkward at all.

GWEN

You always come up with the best compliments. Thank you, Senor Zorro! Drinks?

Wyatt and Gwen head for the

BAR

Henry, wrapped in his Robin Hood outfit complete with a bag of bow and arrows behind his back, signals them to come over.

HENRY

Lucky for you both, I've managed to save us some seats.

Wyatt and Gwen grab the empty stools beside him.

WYATT

(Ecstatic)

You rock, little cousin!

GWEN

Awww thanks Henry. You're a trooper. How's life?

HENRY

Enjoying it to the max. How about you, Gwen?

GWEN

It's a dream.

BARTENDER

(Approaches them with a tray of beverages)

Presenting you all tonight's opening drink – the classic witches' brew mix!

Sitting close to the bartender, Wyatt passes two to Gwen and Henry and takes one for himself.

CHRIS (O.S.)

Another glass for me, please! Thanks.

Chris quickly grabs one of the few remaining glasses on the tray and joins them. He's all dressed up in his Phantom costume with the mask covering half his face.

GWEN

Hey, Chris! What's up?

HENRY

You made it just in time, cous.

WYATT

As long as you're not going to burst out singing an opera piece, you're welcome to haunt us the entire night. Gaston Leroux would be proud!

CHRIS

I will torment you in your sleep with that Pavarotti song you hate.

The four of them get a good laugh out of the joke. Unbeknownst to them, someone in a Venetian mask and all-black hood watches them behind the shadows of a grandfather's clock. Chris springs towards his stool but accidentally spills his drink on an 80's street girl – Sara.

SARA

Hey, watch it, you're ruining my outfit!

CHRIS

I'm so, so sorry…

A look of recognition suddenly registers on their faces.

SARA

(In mock disbelief)

Chris!?

CHRIS

Sara?

Another guy around their age with a skeleton jacket and a chalk-drawn white face, PERRY, runs over to check on Sara, indicating he's her boyfriend.

PERRY

Everything cool, baby?

(Turns to Chris irritatingly)

How could you be so clumsy, man!?

CHRIS

It wasn't intentional.

SARA

Don't you recognize him at all, Perry? It's Chris.. The nobody in 7th grade!

PERRY

(Studies Chris real hard)

My, my, what a surprise! Beneath your theatrical appearance, Chris, you didn't seem to have strayed far from the loser that you are.

Chris immediately turns pale, feeling embarrassed from all this. A half-drunk Owen approaches them and stands behind Sara and Perry.

OWEN

What the hell is going on?

PERRY

(With a nasty smirk)

We're having a brush with the subject of our magic pranks back in junior high. Still remember the way he turned tomato-red and ran off to his daddy after we ice-balled his locker 'til the door melted?

OWEN

Of course! I'd be stupid to forget!

CHRIS

Cut it out. Just leave me alone, guys!

OWEN

What? And miss out on all the fun in humiliating you?

Wyatt, Gwen and Henry are trying to make out the situation amidst the heavy somnambulist electro-trance music on the speakers.

GWEN

(To the bullies)

Off you go, kids. This isn't high school!

HENRY

Chris, are you going to let these idiots in terrible makeovers run you over?

PERRY

(Ignores them and continues tormenting Chris)

That's right, Chris. Always leave it to someone else to clean up your mess.

Wyatt could no longer hold his anger and finally steps up. He grabs Perry by the throat.

WYATT

How about you take it up with his Twice Blessed brother!?

PERRY

You think you're all that, but you're not. Don't you ever get tired of being his all-time defender?

WYATT

Well, you clearly don't know a Halliwell.

He aggressively pushes Perry to the bar table, knocking over empty bottles. Perry struggles to fight him back. Their actions attract the attention of nearby attendees.

BARTENDER

You BOYS better take it outside! No fights allowed!

Wyatt reluctantly lets Perry go. Perry eyes him obnoxiously and walks away.

SARA

Let's go, Owen.

Sara and Owen rush to join Perry and disappear into the crowd. Chris looks shaken by his past. Wyatt urges him to his stool and softly pats his back.

WYATT

They've got hell to pay, bro. I knew they were trouble when they walked in.

HENRY

Never let them destroy your night.

CHRIS

(Quietly)

Thanks for sticking by me, all.

WYATT

Hey, who are we to let you burn down in flames? Those clowns need to get their asses kicked.

GWEN

Yes, those and all demons.

WYATT

Rest assured the demons of the world are celebrating the night off like us. We all need our break.

(Sips his witches brew mix)

SWITCH TO:

3rd FLOOR

The private lift opens. RAFE, 28, and AVA, 28, are kissing like crazy. He lets go and stares at her adoringly, but she pulls his tie and draws him close once again. They continue kissing as they motion towards a closed door. She pulls the handle open, drags him in and locks the door. The moonlight from the mansion's neo-Gothic window gives way to a king-size bed. Rafe and Ava instantly jump on the bed and make out. This time, the couple gets wild.

AVA

(Seductively)

Let's get it on, Rafe.

RAFE

Sure, my dear Ava.

They are all over each other as they rock the bed. Their attempts at taking off their shirts are stopped when unknown drops of liquid slowly fall on them.

RAFE

(Touches the liquid)

What's all this?

Ava switches the bed lamp on. Red blood starts to stain their clothes and the bed sheet. Hanging right above them is the corpse of a dead guest chained to the ceiling. Ava and Rafe shriek in terror. Before they have time to rush out of bed, a group of Gannexests storm out of the closet and violently push them back towards the bed. They immediately bind both Rafe's hands to one edge of the bed frame and do the same with Ava on the other side, then move forward to tie up their feet. The couple's screams and cries are now silenced with a silver duct tape over their mouths. One Gannexest firmly holds a knife, grabs Rafe by the hair and slits his throat within seconds. Seeing her boyfriend die, Ava moans behind her tape gag. The Gannexest heads in her direction, pulls her head up to expose her neck and cuts it open. The group unlocks the door and marches off the hallway silently.

EXT. GRAND MANSION – NIGHT

No more guests are flocking at the main entrance. Zapalderov stands in the shadows of the trees. He proudly observes the Devil's Lick containers that are half-planted around the corners of the mansion.

ZAPALDEROV

Ah, Devil's Lick. May you work in full force.

Raldstrak dashes towards him.

ZAPALDEROV

Everyone inside?

RALDSTRAK

Yes, my lord. I even did a quick check with the reception man and peeked into the list. All guests have arrived.

ZAPALDEROV

Did anyone suspect us?

RALDSTRAK

Not at all, my lord. They think I'm part of the in-crowd.

(Shows him the Venetian mask)

Those witches are completely clueless about their power outage.

ZAPALDEROV

Excellent! In three hours, we'll do a chant to seal all doors, windows and emergency exits so no witch can escape.

RALDSTRACK

By midnight, we'll watch the casualties rise.

ZAPALDEROV

(With a devilish smirk)

Indeed.

CUT TO BLACK.

END OF ACT 2


ACT 3

INT. GRAND MANSION - NIGHT

Various guests dance to Adam Lambert's hypnotic song "Chokehold" in the dark ballroom. The candles from the chandeliers make their silhouettes visible on the wall. Wyatt and Gwen watch them with exhilaration from the upper balcony.

GWEN

I get a sense of nostalgia from witnessing this moment. Times surely were simpler back then when we didn't have to worry about having jobs, when all we did was party and dance…

WYATT

When it was just you and I.

(Hits himself on the head)

Sorry, that came out spontaneously.

GWEN

Actually, yeah. When it was just you and I.

WYATT

(Surprised by her words)

How about a little dance for old time's sake?

Gwen gracefully nods her head and places her hands on Wyatt's broad shoulders. Alone together in front of the balcony's Renaissance mirror, they slowly move to the song's haunting melody as it reaches its final chorus, savoring every intense second between them. Wyatt gets carried away and almost leans in to lock lips with her. Luckily, he pulls away shortly before the spur-of-the-moment kiss happens. Gwen glances at the big round clock on the other side of the balcony.

GWEN

It's late. Felix will be stopping by my apartment.

WYATT

So soon? It's not even 12 yet.

GWEN

But it's close, and I promised him I'll spend the rest of the night with him alone. It was a fun dance, Wyatt. Thanks. See you soon.

WYATT

I can walk you to your car.

GWEN

It's okay. I got this.

WYATT

Alright. Night.

Gwen heads for the stairway and runs into Chris and Henry, who are on their way up. Wyatt notices them exchanging their goodbyes. The guys make a beeline towards him once she's gone.

CHRIS

Find yourself in desperate need of companion?

WYATT

Well, I'm way too exhausted to chat up new people, but I'd settle for my two wingmen.

HENRY

Then maybe you'd be thrilled to join us for one last drink before we head back and catch the new Dracula adaptation on TV.

WYATT

That's one hell of an idea! I'd be crazy not to jump at it. Let's go downstairs.

CHRIS

(Pulls the Phantom mask off his face)

I'm so getting rid of this. It's starting to distract me. Plus the heat is unbearable.

HENRY

I know, right? It's getting hot in here.

(Unzips his vest and lets it off his shoulders to his hands)

Perry comes into view just as the three are about to leave.

PERRY

(With an uncharacteristically friendly tone)

You guys seen Sara and Owen?

HENRY

Umm… no? Like we even care.

WYATT

You're not disabled. Find them yourself, moron! Now run along before I literally break your nose.

PERRY

Jesus, chill! I was just asking.

WYATT

(Irritated)

Did you hear what I said? Leave, now!

PERRY

You know, you're not the genuine person people think you are, Mr. Twice Blessed.

Chris finally loses it and springs forward to punch Perry, causing him to fall hard on his back. Perry touches his bleeding nose, manages to balance himself as he gets up and quickly abandons them. Chris turns around to witness his brother and cousin's satisfied expressions.

WYATT

Good going, Chris! Looks like you've been bottling up your anger all this time.

HENRY

I never knew you were capable of surprises!

CHRIS

I hate him so much I've wanted to do that all my life.

CUT TO:

EXT. GRAND MANSION – NIGHT

Gwen exits the main entrance and steps out of the bat-winged gate along with a number of tiresome crowds. Once she's out of sight, the door of the main entrance mysteriously closes, cutting off the cheerful noises from inside.

INT. GRAND MANSION – NIGHT

Standing close to the bar are the Ultimately Charmed guys with their drinks. A PARTY GUEST nearby complains to no one in particular.

PARTY GUEST

Do any of you have trouble with your powers? Why isn't mine working? I can't orb at all, and my telekinetic ability isn't functioning. Am I the only one?

PARTY GUEST #2 gives him a look of indifference.

PARTY GUEST #2

Perhaps you've been downing too much alcohol?

The witches around them curiously test their powers out. From their looks of disappointment, it seems obvious they're experiencing problems as well. Wyatt aims his finger at a wine bottle at the bar table and drags it in the direction of the floor. The bottle doesn't move.

WYATT

My goodness, he's right! My power's missing.

All lights are suddenly turned off. There's no sign of electricity. Only the chandelier candles remain flickering. The music in the ballroom area dies. All activities come to a halt as everyone attempt to speculate what happens. They hear PARTY GUEST #3 randomly shout through the entire floor.

PARTY GUEST #3

Party's over! Time to go home!

PARTY GUEST #4

(Emerges from the entrance in panic)

Bad news, everyone! The door won't open!

He sees people reacting in a horrified manner, igniting a huge commotion.

PARTY GUEST #4

I'm serious! I tried the other exit, and it's not working. They're all frozen!

Party Guest lifts an empty stool, carries it to the front door and throws it with all his might. The stool breaks into pieces by the time it hits the door. Other guests around him pound their way through it, but without any success. Then he grabs a vase and bangs it towards one of the side windows. It fails to break. Instead, the vase bounces back and crashes on the floor. Upon witnessing this, the crowd bursts into hysteria.

CHRIS

Does this mean we're all trapped!? Why didn't we notice this sooner?

They feel a slight vibration underneath them. A majority of guests are panicking.

PARTY GUEST #3

Quiet, all of you! I hear strange noises.

The voices immediately fade out. Right from behind, they can hear footsteps approaching them. The guests standing near the back door eventually take a step back once an army of Gannexests pops out of thick smokes. Before they could react, the demons shoot toxic acids from their wooden bottles. What follows is a series of suffocating screams and guests collapsing on the floor… lifeless with their faces and skins peeled off. More screams continue as the ones close to the dead desperately try to flee. The Gannexests start to capture witches and witchlighters who are slow enough with their escape within their grasps and slay them with knives. Wyatt, Chris, Henry and the guests near the front are lucky enough to have the stairs to run to. Within seconds, the staircases are flooded with guests who aim to run for the upper floors.

WYATT

C'mon, let's go!

Chris and Henry merge with the crowd and ascend the stairs. Wyatt lets a few other witches run pass him and manages to catch up with his guys from behind, but a massive painting hanged way above the living room suddenly falls on him, hitting him in the head. He lies unconscious on the ground with his forehead bleeding. On the stairs, Party Guest #3 withdraws a gun from his coat pocket and aims a bullet at one of the Gannexests below. The demon bursts into flames.

PARTY GUEST #3

Ha! Anyone got a gun!? We gotta kill those filthy demons!

Much to his shock, the flames give way to two Gannexests. They've doubled in number. Party Guest #3 drops his gun and continues running up the stairs with the others. A new group of Gannexests blocks them just as they reach the top. They gas Party Guest #3 and the witches behind him, instantly leading to their deaths.

2nd FLOOR

All the corridors feature a multitude of rooms and statues. The terrified survivors storm toward some of the rooms to hide. Chris and Henry make it to one hallway adorned with classical paintings. Amidst the chaos, they pause to catch their breaths. They look back and realize Wyatt isn't with them.

CHRIS

Oh no. Where's Wyatt?

HENRY

I don't know. I thought he was right behind us.

They both scan for him, trying to avoid the distractions with everyone running here and there. Chris spots a chandelier about to crash down on a teen girl - MEG. He dashes towards her and pulls her towards him just in time it descends to the floor.

CHRIS

Are you okay?

MEG

Yeah. Thanks a lot.

The candles burn on the carpet. Soon, the hallway is on fire.

CHRIS

(Carries the girl with him)

Quick! To the other hallway!

Henry follows him, and they run towards the hallway on the other side of the floor with other guests. It turns out a sea of corpses fill the floor of that wing. Crippled hands belonging to a Gannexest drags one dead body into a room by the feet. Chris, Henry and everyone else quickly motion for the

3rd FLOOR

The group at the end finally meets their fate, as the Gannexests from the 2nd floor target them and spray acids on them. Their dying screams echo in the air. Once Chris, Henry and Meg reach the very first wing on the new floor, two demons corner them. Chris drops Meg on her feet and hides her behind him and Henry. The guys pull off some of their betronave vials and throw them in the demons' direction. The demons' painful screams cause them to explode into blood-red ashes.

HENRY

That'll show them!

CHRIS

Don't use them all. Keep them for later emergencies!

The three retreat from entering that wing and make a run for another. All of a sudden, they notice a BOYFRIEND and GIRLFRIEND desperately calling for help. They are clinging to a railing at the center of the mansion, and their hands can no longer hold it.

BOYFRIEND

Somebody, please help us!

GIRLFRIEND

Save us, please! We're going to fall!

Henry feels compelled to pull them out to safety.

HENRY

Chris, take her with you! I'll meet you both soon.

CHRIS

Okay, but do be careful, cous!

HENRY

You too.

They immediately part ways. Chris escapes with Meg, while Henry speeds up towards the railing.

HENRY

Hold on. Come give me your hand!

BOYFRIEND

Go ahead and help her first.

Henry gathers up his energy to pull the girlfriend up. She cries happy tears and now worries for her boyfriend. A Gannexest manages to pull the boyfriend's legs from below. He shrieks. Henry throws one more vial down at the Gannexest. The demon blows up.

HENRY

Alright, you can grab my hand now.

Both couples reunite in a tight embrace.

BOYFRIEND

Thanks, man. We owe you our lives.

HENRY

Don't worry about it.

They leave him and rejoin the crowd that's running about in panic. The candles from the chandeliers run out. Realizing the hallways are almost empty, Henry slips into the nearest room as a hiding spot. The moment he gets in, he faces the dead Ava and Rafe on the bed. The brutal nature of their deaths saddens him. With the moonlight shining on the room, Henry opens up a drawer and finds a torch. He turns it on, places it on a writing desk and begins to undo the top buttons of his shirt, revealing his compass that hangs a little above his chest. He reaches out to touch it.

HENRY

(Silently)

Where are you, Chris and Wyatt?

CUT TO:

Chris enters a deluxe bathroom with Meg. He turns on his iPhone's torch to light the way. A mini round window with no glass is present above the bathtub.

CHRIS

Wow, blessings. There's a way out. Follow me. My name is Chris. What's your name?

MEG

Meg.

Both step into the bathtub.

CHRIS

Okay, Meg, if you could stick your head out the window and tell me if it's possible for us to go down, that'd be great.

Chris helps her climb up. She pokes her head out to scan the surroundings.

MEG

Yeah, there's a ladder right here.

CHRIS

Great! Now I need you to get out and call for help, okay?

MEG

Aren't you coming too?

CHRIS

I can't. I got a family to look for. But you'll be fine. I know it.

MEG

(Hugs him)

Please make it outside.

CHRIS

I will.

She goes back up and squeezes through the window. Chris makes sure that she crawls out without trouble. He then pulls out his silver globe keychain and holds it in front of his iPhone.

CHRIS

Come on, please work.

One minute has gone by, but the keychain fails to react.

CHRIS

Damn it!

He darts through the bathroom door that links to a sitting room, then back to the hallway. No one is present. There are three bodies abandoned at the hallway's entrance. He starts hearing tortured screams from inside a number of rooms right opposite him. Overcome by fear, Chris retreats to the sitting room he hid in. Locking the door, he finally leans against it to think. Within seconds, an unknown figure lunges towards him and immediately presses a cloth to his mouth, chloroforming him. Chris struggles to fight it, but the hand forces it hard against him that his screams are muffled. Everything finally comes to a blur, and he passes out. The figure removes the cloth from his mouth and immediately catches him before he falls, roughly carrying him out the door. It turns out to be one of the Gannexests.

CUT TO:

GROUND FLOOR

Wyatt still lies on the floor, surrounded by broken glasses and the wreckages of the painting. The sound of footsteps close to him indicates someone hovering in the area. GANNEXEST #1 seems to be calling for his fellow member – GANNEXEST #2.

GANNEXEST #1 (O.S.)

Hey! Everyone here's dead. We gotta get to the torture annex. I heard we found ourselves one of the sons of the Charmed Ones. How thrilling is that!?

GANNEXEST #2 (O.S.)

Special witches deserve very special death arrangements. I can't wait to witness it all! So where's the annex?

GANNEXEST #1 (O.S.)

Right behind a secret door inside the parlor on the 3rd floor.

As the demons move up the stairs and abandon the ground floor, Wyatt slowly opens his eyes. His knowing, trembling face indicates he has regained his consciousness for a while and eavesdropped on them. Shortly after a meticulous observation of his surroundings, he quietly gets up on his feet, touching the cut on his forehead. For a second, he also winces at the severe pain on his thigh. That part of his jeans is ripped, showing a slight wound from a glass. All the corpses scattered in front of his eyes terrorize him. He musters up the energy and courage to make a run for the kitchen behind the bar. Heading for the little kitchen door, he kicks it hard to no avail. He spots a collection of knives on a table and grabs one, keeping himself alert to the situation. His eyes are then focused on the floor tiles at one corner that are heavily damaged, creating a hole. He slowly approaches it, but before he gets there, the floor underneath him immediately crashes, causing him to collapse. He lands just a distance away from the ground above, but he feels like he's stepping on a foot. Taking a flashlight off his pocket, he lets it lit the path. Horror strikes him as he stumbles upon the remains of a murdered family.

WYATT

(Clasps his hands over his mouth in disbelief)

Mr. and Mrs. Hollingsworth!

The shape in which their bodies are disposed brings him to tears. Silently, Wyatt weeps for them.

WYATT

(More to himself)

What am I to do?

Feeling hopeless, he bends down on his knees and continues to mourn. The air of melancholy consumes him. Just when he's about to lose his sense of optimism, a misty blue light forms in front of him. An abstract image of a woman in goddess-like attire with a golden headband appears in a blur. It's a NEPTUVUS. She rides a white unicorn.

NEPTUVUS

(With an otherworldly voice)

Wyatt, stay strong. Danger is looming. You, your brother and cousin are at risk. But only you have the strength to help them escape. Your Twice-Blessed status automatically prevents those Gannexests from killing you, so you don't need to be afraid of them, but they will harm the others. Dig deep the ground below you, find one of the millions of containers planted here that block the detection of their activities and throw them at the Leader to vanguish them all. Only if the Leader explodes that all traces of the curse can be lifted.

WYATT

(Hesitantly)

Who are you?

NEPTUVUS

I'm a Neptuvus. We're confidential friends of the Elders. Our paths will cross again one day, but time is slipping away, Wyatt. Do what it takes to survive.

She vanishes along with the swirl of lights. Wyatt is still astonished by what he has witnessed, but quickly pulls himself together and wipes off the remaining of his tears. His flashlight shines down on a shovel. Placing the flashlight on the ground, he scoops through the mud. At first, it doesn't point to anything. As he continues to dig, he starts to unearth containers after containers. He picks one, examines it in the light and tucks it in his jeans.

CUT TO:

INT. TORTURE ANNEX - NIGHT

Old stonewalls, cobbled floors and ceilings adorned with spider webs and dry skulls strongly contrast with the aristocratic style that defines the mansion. The hallway is filled with numerous cells that use 17th century prison-style entrance doors. A number of dead witches are laid down in neat, orderly rows at one side. Some of them have fatal stabs on their bodies, including pieces of mirrors sticking on their skin.

CHRIS'S TORTURE CELL

Chris is awake at last and manages to sit up. To his shock, he finds himself blindfolded. He also feels his hands bound in front of him.

CHRIS

(Trembling)

Where am I? What the hell is happening?

Someone behind him unties the black blindfold and moves up front and center to face him. Chris looks up to find Gannexest #1 staring right at him in an intimidating way. Also, he notices his Phantom jacket is gone, leaving him with only his white clothing. His hands are chained to the ground. Struggling doesn't help, as the chains are too securely tied around his wrists to be pulled out. He is locked inside a transparent hourglass-shaped tube.

GANNEXEST #1

Welcome to your grave.

Fear completely takes over Chris. Gannexest #1 shows him the betronave vials he has been keeping.

GANNEXEST #1

Based on hearsay, you and another witch have been blasting vanquishing potions at my colleagues. So typical that a Halliwell is always one step ahead of the game!

He grabs Chris by the hair and lifts his head up by force so their faces are just inches away from each other. Chris lets out a light cough.

CHRIS

Why are you doing this to me? To us witches?

GANNEXEST #1

Of course, you know the answer. You're always blowing up our agenda to take over the universe. Well, there's no point in complaining now, considering you'll end up dead in less than an hour.

CHRIS

(Threatening yet hesitant tone)

My brother and cousin will get to you.

GANNEXEST #1

(Amused as he refrains from pulling Chris's head)

Really!? So you're saying all of the Ultimately Charmed are present? What a treat, what a treat! If they're still alive, then they won't be any longer, for we will finish them off before they can carve up a rescue plan like we will with you. Let the deep, dark water consume you soon.

Realizing he's going to get drowned, Chris's cheeks grow red as he bursts into tears. His breathing becomes uneven.

CHRIS

(Begging)

Please, don't!

GANNEXEST #1

I must admit dying this way is much more comfortable than a bloodbath, right? We're saving the guillotine and lethal acids for the not so extraordinary, so consider yourself lucky.

(Yanks Chris's silver globe keychain from the pocket of his pants)

By the way, you clearly want to preserve this valuable belonging.

Gannexest #1 whistles giddily as he glides towards the glass door of the tube and firmly locks it. He tosses the keychain on the floor and hangs the key beside the entrance door. Chris tries pulling the chains binding his wrists with all his might. Again, they remain attached to the bottom, and his wrists begin to show bruises.

CHRIS

(Desperately)

Help me!

His continuous cry for help echoes throughout the cell beyond the closed tube.

INT. GRAND MANSION

Perry is stuck inside the private lift. He keeps on pushing the Emergency Call button, but it doesn't function. Only one of the lights above still works properly. He dials 911, but there's no signal on his cell phone. In frustration, he throws it down on the floor.

PERRY

(Mumbles to himself)

Great! How much longer am I going to get stuck here? Curse this event!

He's surprised by the tone of an incoming message. Bending down to pick it up, he wipes the screen and touches the Inbox button. A photo of the dead Owen and Sara pops up right away. The caption reads: "How's this for a Halloween night? Death to all witches!" Perry shrieks uncontrollably to the point of hitting his back to the lift. All of a sudden, the door of the lift magically opens. Everything at the front is dark. Slowly, he steps out to find corpses all around him. He hears footsteps coming up from one of the floors below. Driven by instinct, he dashes towards a door and closes it. As the footsteps get closer, it's revealed they belong to Wyatt. His eyes are searching for the right room to enter.

CUT TO:

INT. TORTURE ANNEX – NIGHT

CHRIS'S TORTURE CELL

Chris stays chained in the middle of the transparent tube, which disables him from running anywhere. He's choking on his tears, knowing his chances of escaping are minimal. The pain on his tied wrists is getting worse. All of a sudden, he's startled by the sound of the door opening. He's already preparing for the worse when Henry steps in. Henry feels paralyzed upon witnessing his cousin's situation. But reality quickly drags him back to earth, and he runs over to the tube to crack open the door.

HENRY

Chris! What did they do to you? Hold on, I'm going to get you out.

Despite the energy he uses to pull it open, the door remains in place. He could hear Chris's voice in low volume instructing him from inside.

CHRIS

Grab the key beside the entrance. Please, hurry!

Henry motions for the cell door, snatches the key and turns around to return to Chris and the tube. Just as he's about to slide the key in, it mysteriously melts down. Chris spots a silhouette creeping in behind his cousin.

CHRIS

Henry, behind you!

It's too late, as Gannexest #1 has already injected a poisonous needle into Henry's neck.

CHRIS

No!

Henry holds his throat in pain. Feeling weak, he slowly falls down on his knees. Gannexest #2 enters the scene and takes the needle from Gannexest #1, keeping it with him.

GANNEXEST #1

(Devious chuckle)

Attempting to stage a prison break, may I ask? That's what we call a crime of treason.

(Bends down to pull Henry's arms behind his back and roughly ties up his hands with rope)

HENRY

(Winces)

What are you doing? You're hurting me.

GANNEXEST #1

You must be another one of the Halliwells. Too bad you're running into a trap. You're so quick to decode us, yet your fate is unfortunate.

(Finishes securing the rope and forces the now defenseless Henry back up on his feet)

HENRY

(With a weakened voice)

How could you be so heartless?

GANNEXEST #1

Of course, we stand by our mission to exterminate you all so we can exercise our power everywhere without your interference.

(Leaves Gannexest #1 to firmly hold Henry as he displays a white cloth in front of Henry's mouth)

Bite this.

Henry gasps as Gannexest #1 slips the cloth into his mouth, ties it between his teeth and securely knots it behind his head, tightening his cheeks. He is in distress, and without realizing it, he's already fighting back tears. Gannexest #1 digs into the pocket of his pants and clears off the betronave vials, squashing them under his feet.

GANNEXEST #1

You witches can now bid farewell to your killing weapons.

(Lifts Henry's compass from his neck)

Also, if you think your magical object is working here, you're wrong.

(Drops it back)

Raldstrak steps into the cell.

RALDSTRAK

Can somebody fill me in on why these victims look familiar in my eyes?

GANNEXEST #2

Perhaps they were the ones who chase you down Mystic Drive? Your story seems like it. They're the Halliwells, Sir.

RALDSTRAK

Ah, now I remember. Aren't they pretty and smart. But royalty or not, death is still the price to pay.

Perry pops out of nowhere with a blade aimed at the Gannexests. He's in a state of madness.

PERRY

The only ones who should die are you worthless demons!

Raldstrak shoots sharp nails from his fingers that penetrate straight through Perry's face and body, instantly killing and pinning him to one of the walls. Blood starts pouring out of his ripped skin. Terrified as they are, Henry and Chris could only watch the scene helplessly.

RALDSTRAK

(To his men)

So we got one Halliwell set to drown. Take this one to the empty cell on the left.

Gannexest #1 and #2 drag Henry out the door. His desperate struggling is no match for the demons, as they firmly have him in their grip. They reach

HENRY'S TORTURE CELL

It's an opened cell with a dirty old single bed at the back, where each corner is coiled with ropes. The look is similar to a mental hospital room.

GANNEXEST #1

This will do.

The two force Henry to sit on the bed. Gannexest #2 binds his feet to opposite ends of the bed as Gannexest #1 keeps him in place. Gannexest #1 then cuts the ropes restraining his wrists, but only to grip his hands again, this time pulling him down to make him lie on his back as he ties the hands separately to the bed post. Due to the aftereffects of the needle poison, Henry is too weak to fight back. All he can do is silently sob through his gag as the demons secure his binds. Once he's effectively tied up on the bed, the demons discuss his death.

GANNEXEST #2

So what's it going to be?

GANNEXEST #1

Looks like burning is the way to go.

Upon hearing this, the frightened Henry breathes heavily and fast, desperately struggling against the ropes. The demons witness his pleading, tearful face yet show no sign of sympathy.

CHRIS'S TORTURE CELL

Chris is deeply petrified as the pipe that's attached to one side of the tube starts to pump out water.

CHRIS

(Panicking)

Somebody, help!

CUT TO BLACK.

END OF ACT 3


ACT 4

INT. TORTURE ANNEX – NIGHT

CHRIS'S TORTURE CELL

The water has filled up the tube's lower surface. Chris's tears continue to flow down his cheeks as he attempts to stand up, but the chain isn't long enough to support him. His wounded wrists are forever bound in the same spot, and soon, the water will rise to envelope them. Raldstrak and Zapalderov watch him suffer with satisfaction.

RALDSTRAK

Ding dong, the witch is dead. This is the most victorious Halloween I've ever experienced!

ZAPALDEROV

And rightfully so! As soon as the important guests have fallen, it'd be a walk in the park for us to destroy the less powerful witches of the world.

HENRY'S TORTURE CELL

Still tied down on the worn bed, Henry bites on his gag as he strives to move his hands and feet to loosen the ropes, but they are too tightly bound. He chokes and cries silently in defeat, coughs a little and manages to suck in air with his chest heaving.

HENRY

(Through the gag)

Help me, please…

Gannexest #2 pushes a trolley accommodating a gigantic fire chalice into the room. Gannexest #1 advances towards Henry and grabs his cheeks to face him.

GANNEXEST #1

I hope you've found comfort on your deathbed, 'cause your time will come to an end once we drop the fire on you.

Terrified, Henry tilts his head to the other side, sobbing. Just as the demons are about to lug the chalice towards him, Wyatt comes into view.

WYATT (O.S.)

Stop! Don't kill him.

All eyes are on Wyatt, who's standing at the doorstep with a horrified look. Both Gannexests halt their activity and decide to gang up on Wyatt.

GANNEXEST #1

Okay. How about we kill you instead?

(Directs his fingers at Wyatt and sends nails flying towards him)

HENRY

(Muffled screams)

Wyatt!

To their surprise, the nails are impervious and immediately fall on the floor as if they just hit a body made of steel. Wyatt is just as shocked at seeing this. Zapalderov also bears witness to the phenomena.

GANNEXEST #2

You must be the Twice Blessed witch.

ZAPALDEROV

(Creeps in from behind Wyatt)

How intriguing! What's the most popular witch in the world doing in a place like this? You know you're the one to beat. We've got nothing on you, so run along!

WYATT

Not without Henry. Not without my two brother witches.

ZAPALDEROV

I'm afraid that's not possible. They're our property now.

WYATT

(Breaks into tears)

Please, I beg you to spare their lives.

ZAPALDEROV

(Pondering)

Hmm… Having claimed countless victims tonight, I might actually make an exception. Of course, the offer is conditional. You'll get to walk away with just one.

Henry tearfully looks away with an expression of surrender.

WYATT

That's not fair.

ZAPALDEROV

(Snaps at Wyatt)

Hey, that's the way of the contract, so take it or leave it. Besides, your choice should be easy to make.

(Walks over to Henry and fake-strokes his hair)

Would you rather save the person who doesn't even share your blood-

WYATT

(Cuts him off)

Don't you dare tell me that! He's family!

ZAPALDEROV

But not directly. So will it be your relative or…

He forces Wyatt out to

CHRIS'S TORTURE CELL

The water has moved upward to Chris's chest by now.

WYATT

(In disbelief)

Chris!

Chris's face is a hot mess. He shoots Wyatt a pleading look from inside the tube.

ZAPALDEROV

Your biological brother! I'd say you should go for him. So what are you waiting for? You're running out of time! Take your pick.

WYATT

(Depressed and undecided)

No… Chris… Henry…

ZAPALDEROV

Going once… Going twice…

WYATT

(Spontaneously)

I'll lend you my powers! I'll lend you everything I have! Just let him and my cousin go!

ZAPALDEROV

(Widens his eyes)

You surprise me, Mr. Twice-Blessed!

(Notices the seriousness in Wyatt's face)

Very well, if you insist. Change of plans! Would it make you feel better if you transfer me all your powers and I'll stake you to death right after that?

Chris gives Wyatt a look of disapproval. He couldn't help his constant sobbing.

WYATT

(Bravely)

It's a done deal.

CHRIS

Nooooo! Wyatt!

(Raises his neck as the water drowns his shoulders and moves further up)

ZAPALDEROV

I must admit your heroism is an inspiration.

Zapalderov extends his hands to Wyatt. Wyatt shakes it without hesitation. The power-hungry demon is completely absorbed in the exchange that he fails to notice Wyatt slowly drawing the container out of his pocket with his other hand.

ZAPALDEROV

Yes! Almost done!

Wyatt tosses the container Zapalderov's way. The glass cracks open, spraying the fluid all over Zapalderov. He shrieks in anger and pain as the fluid spreads like snakes to wrap him up in a coil. Within seconds, he explodes. A tiny earthquake begins to rock the annex. Raldstrak, who pops back into the room, feels a sudden ache in his body and also explodes. Wyatt motions for a metal stick and knock on the tube with all his might. Half of the tube cracks, breaking into pieces. All the water that has now consumed Chris flows out, flooding the whole cell. As Chris desperately gasps for air, Wyatt pulls the chains that bind his wrists away with the energy he has. Chris is finally free but has yet to regain his strength.

CHRIS

(Weakly)

Wyatt…

Traces of tears and paranoia still linger on his face. His brother helps him up.

WYATT

(Briefly envelops Chris in a hug)

I got you, Chris. Come on! Let's get Henry out and escape.

Chris retrieves his silver globe keychain from the ground. Both make their way through the hallway, passing the exploding Gannexests into

HENRY'S TORTURE CELL

The remains of Gannexest #1 and #2's explosions lie close to the door. Due to the earthquake, the chalice is shaking on the trolley and finally falls down on the cobbled floor. The fire quickly spreads across the cell, scaring Henry on that bed.

WYATT

Henry! Please hang on!

With a knife on his hand, he cuts the ropes that restrain Henry's hands. Henry pushes himself up into a sitting position to free his legs, but Wyatt already gets to it.

CHRIS

(Sits behind Henry to untie his gag)

You're going to be okay.

HENRY

(Coughs dryly once it's taken off)

Where are all the demons?

WYATT

(Draws his cousin near him)

They can't hurt us anymore, don't worry.

They help lift the still distressed Henry out of the bed. Wyatt then quickly ushers his brother and cousin away from the cell, just as the flames rapidly form an inferno.

INT. GRAND MANSION – NIGHT

PARLOR ROOM

All three guys successfully pass through the interconnecting door to the parlor right before the ceilings from the annex crash down on the floor. Exhausted from their escape, they run out of breath and tumble onto the floor, panting as they watch the roaring hellfire swallow the annex in front of them. From outside, they could hear the sounds of ambulance and police sirens arriving.

FADE OUT.

FADE IN:

EXT. DEACON HILLS CEMETARY

Green oak trees spread across the vast open fields of the private cemetary. Crystal lakes, beds of roses, golf courts and gazebos add to its heavenly beauty. In contrast with the tranquil image, a roll of thunder on the dark grey sky forewarns the arrival of rain. Visitors gather around numerous burial sites in their funeral attires. Each territory houses a casket. They mourn for the deceased. On a hill above them, Wyatt, Chris and Henry watch the funeral processions unfold under the tree shades. Tears continuously wet their eyes. Traces of trauma still haunt them.

CHRIS

A hundred and ninety five guests attended a party. Only eight walked out alive. I don't even know how to process this.

HENRY

We may have survived, but our scars are permanent. We are as damaged as the ones affected.

WYATT

Hope we'll be able to move forward, however hard it may be.

The three grieve in silence. Party Guest passes them by on his way up. His left eye is now covered with an eye patch, and he relies on a stick to walk.

WYATT

(Quietly)

Hello, Sir.

PARTY GUEST

(Sarcastic tone)

Look who remains standing. The unlucky ones are gone, families perished, and you guys are still here.

(Rhetorically)

I wonder if that's fair…

A moment of awkwardness follows. He resumes his walk and abandons the guys. They try to process the man's words as they watch a number of coffins at one burial site being lowered into the ground. Henry couldn't handle it anymore.

HENRY

(Looks beat up by a sudden rush of guilt)

I'm sorry, guys. I just can't…

He separates himself from his cousins, struggling to hold back tears. They immediately chase him to the back of the tree with worried looks.

WYATT

Henry, what's wrong?

They stop as Henry settles on a grass with his hands wrapped around his knees, his back facing them. Both immediately join him by his side.

WYATT

I know it's too much to take. Those families are going to have to cope with their losses when they're ready.

HENRY

No, it's not about their grieving. It's about me being here, and something isn't right.

CHRIS

What are you talking about?

HENRY

Maybe I don't deserve to live at all.

CHRIS

Henry, don't ever think that way.

HENRY

What if you both got heavily injured because of me? You know I could never forgive myself if that happens.

WYATT

That's unacceptable. I should be the one to say that. You're my responsibility.

HENRY

You both are blood brothers. You're special, which is why this destiny should be yours.

Wyatt and Chris lean closer to comfort him. Wyatt gently wraps him in a hug.

WYATT

What makes you think you're not worthy? You're blood too. Please stop torturing yourself. We're just normal witches trying to protect the world from evil's harm. All three of us are equally gifted.

CHRIS

Without you, the prophecy would be nothing.

WYATT

(Pats his hair)

I want you to know you've always been our baby brother. There's no way in hell we're going to let you burn in flames.

HENRY

Thanks. That really means a lot.

WYATT

I don't want to have to pick between the two of you, 'cause you both define me. We can't let this tragedy tear us down. If anything, we have to stick together and be stronger.

CHRIS

All for one, one for all?

WYATT/HENRY

Yeah.

Still huddled on the grasses, the three guys finally exchange tiny smiles after sharing a good cry together.

FADE OUT.

END OF ACT 4

* END OF EPISODE *