FADE IN
INT. RYAN'S BEDROOM
Smooth Jazz is playing as a PROSTITUTE is being reamed from behind by RYAN who is just staring forward blankly.
RYAN
(O.S.)
Prostitutes...God's greatest creation...they fuck you, rather cheaply, and the best thing about them...
RYAN finishes inside the PROSTITUTE and as he does he throws down a wad of what appears to be YEN.
RYAN
(O.S.)
...You can pay them in all kinds of currency.
The PROSTITUTE lights a cigarette and grabs the yen, counting the large wad before looking at RYAN with skeptical eyes.
RYAN
It's all there, hoe. 1200 yen. That converts over to your price range in American.
PROSTITUTE
Okay sugah, see you around.
RYAN
Later, Beatrice.
The PROSTITUTE heads off as RYAN looks around rubbing his crotch as he sniffs his hand.
RYAN
(O.S.)
Always smells like strawberries.
RYAN grabs his .45 and heads into the bathroom, his 13 inch limp penis swinging about two and fro.
A FEW STATES OVER
INT. ROAD
A young girl is screaming as she limps heavily, her arms covered with blood as she has a stab wound in her left shoulder.
YOUNG GIRL
Help me! Somebody help me please!
A man watches her from out his window but his wife hastily pulls the blinds closed as she begins smacking her husband.
WIFE
You idiot!
HUSBAND
He's going to kill that girl!
WIFE
You can't save her...just...sit with us please...
She leads the HUSBAND over to the living room where they have all the lights off, the TWO sitting on the couch with TWO YOUNG CHILDREN as the HUSBAND grips the shotgun, closing his eyes as the YOUNG GIRL continues to scream.
YOUNG GIRL
Please...! I know you hear me please help, he's killing us! Please! Somebody?!
She stops as she looks around, noticing lights turning off from all houses all around her, the YOUNG GIRL shaking her head as darkness begins to surround her.
YOUNG GIRL
Goddamn you! Goddamn you all to hell!
She stops as she feels and sees some breath wafting around her, The YOUNG GIRL turning slowly as she screams as a Tall Lengthy FIGURE raises a HUNTING KNIFE and stabs it into her SKULL.
A FEW DAYS LATER
EXT. POLICE STATION
RYAN JAMES takes his shades off as SHERIFF PRESCOT shakes his head in the town of SERPHRIAM, KANSAS.
RYAN
SHERIFF, RYAN JAMES, MONSTER HUNTER.
PRESCOT
SHERIFF JIM PRESCOT, I'm glad you came, we've got...a situation.
RYAN
I'm hearing SLASHER?
PRESCOT
We've shot the guy, at least twice, all lethal, head-shots, but he just gets up, keeps killing. This guy is MICHAEL MYERS on steroids.
RYAN
SLASHERS suck, but they can be killed.
PRESCOT
I wish it was that simple, this thing has killed 35 people in my town, about half of that is cops. People nowadays just turn a blind eye to it, they're scared, Mr. JAMES, they're scared because there is nothing in this town to protect them from this killer.
RYAN
What's his M.O?
PRESCOT
We're not sure just yet, he's killed everything he comes into contact with, kids, teenagers, the elderly, night, day it doesn't matter to this thing.
RYAN
Interesting...
RYAN
(O.S.)
Oh shit...
PRESCOT
Can you...?
RYAN
I'll stop it, SHERIFF.
PRESCOT
Thank you, We've tried to get help, but every hunter shuns this place, and of course we didn't have the money to employ Ms. CRANE and her group...
RYAN
Yeah, thanks for treating me like a cheap whore, SHERIFF.
PRESCOT
You asked to be paid in yen? Why?
RYAN
Currency of the world my friend.
PRESCOT
Wouldn't it be the euro?
RYAN
Haha, I can see why your officers have been gutted, look just leave the monster hunting to me, I'll take care of this.
SHERIFF PRESCOT stares at RYAN as RYAN smirks and heads out only to have his face turn instantly into fear.
EXT. POLICE STATION
RYAN paces frantically back and forth around the STING as RYAN hears a familiar voice pick up.
CHARLES
(O.S.)
We're kinda busy, RYAN. Make it quick old friend.
RYAN
You assholes!
CHARLES
(O.S.)
What the fuck man?
RYAN
You know goddamn well what I'm pissed off about! You knew the town of SERPHRIAM, KANSAS was having a SLASHER problem, and you knew that SLASHER was fuckin' JERIMIAH BLACK!
RYAN
(O.S.)
JERIMIAH BLACK...The SLASHER that all HUNTERS fear...the SLASHER that no matter what...just won't die.
CHARLES
(O.S.)
We had an inkling that's who it was, but we didn't know anything for sure...
RYAN
Bullshit! The day and night time killings, the fact that no specific gender, race, or age was specifically targeted and the brutality of the kills! Don't tell me you didn't know, we've hunted him before.
CHARLES
(O.S.)
Look, the town didn't have the capital to cover our assistance, and besides, you know as well as everybody else, that when JERIMIAH BLACK settles in an area, AUSTIN is not far along.
RYAN
(O.S.)
AUSTIN BLACK, a wandering hunter, whose sole purpose in this business is to hunt and stop his SLASHER brother, JERIMIAH.
RYAN
That doesn't help me! I'm here, he knows I'm here, and I'm sure he hasn't forgotten what we did to him last time...
CHARLES
(O.S.)
Look man, All you have to do is survive long enough for AUSTIN to catch up, you do that, you'll save a lot of people, you know that's the only way.
RYAN
I swear to god I'm going to fuck you up, this is like that time in JACKSONVILLE.
CHARLES
(O.S.)
How is this anything like JACKSONVILLE!
FLASHBACK
INT. BASEMENT
RYAN and CHARLES work their way down into a CREEPY DARK BASEMENT, as the TWO aim about before shining their lights on a CORNER.
A DEAD FAT WOMAN is humming a lullaby to a DEAD BODY as the SLASHER is brushing its hair gingerly with a comb.
RYAN
On my go...
RYAN turns to see CHARLES was already halfway up the stairs, running out of the BASEMENT with everything he got.
PRESENT DAY
CHARLES
(O.S.)
This is nothing like that!
RYAN
You're running away from your duties!
CHARLES
(O.S.)
You're just scared! Man up and survive!
RYAN
Don't you...
CHARLES hangs up.
RYAN
...Hang up on me! You motherfucker...!
RYAN throws his phone down and watches as it shatters, RYAN shaking his head.
RYAN
Goddamnit...
RYAN looks about panicked as he gets into the STING.
LATER THAT NIGHT
EXT. ROAD
RYAN stands in the middle of the road shivering from the cold as some lightning streaks throughout the sky, RYAN looking about as the HOUSES were beginning to turn their lights off as as SHERIFF PRESCOT comes over to him with a SHOTGUN in hand, RYAN looking at him as some OFFICERS were beginning to take positions around the area.
PRESCOT
This does not seem like a good idea, we've tried to flank him before...all it did was get people killed.
RYAN
Trust me, it'll work, me and this guy kinda go back...
PRESCOT
I hope you're right...
RYAN
It will be...just take your position in that car and we'll be gravy.
PRESCOT
...Good luck, Mr. JAMES...
RYAN
Yeah...
RYAN watches as he heads off as RYAN zips his jacket up and pulls out his .45
Some time passes as RYAN watches the STREET was almost completely dark, as RYAN pulls up a FLARE that he had sitting on the street, RYAN lighting it as he holds it up.
RYAN
JERIMIAH!JEREMIAH BLACK! I'm here you son of a bitch! I know you remember me so come on out!
RYAN spins around, his .45 leveled as he see's nothing or no one, RYAN nodding in surprise as he can see his breath in the air, RYAN aiming about as he suddenly hears footsteps.
RYAN turns and fires, RYAN watching as an OFFICER reached out for him, RYAN looking at him in shock as the gunshot went through his neck, but he was covered in STAB WOUNDS.
RYAN steps away as the body falls over dead, RYAN looking up as A SHADOW FIGURED stood about ten yards away, a DRIPPING BLADE in its hands as all you could see was his breath.
RYAN turns and screams as he begins running, JERMIAH BLACK slowly begins to follow as RYAN runs and taps the CAR.
RYAN
Get out and help me you son of a bitch!
RYAN opens the door as SHERIFF PRESCOTT'S body falls out of it, his throat slit completely open as RYAN curses and watches JEREMIAH draw closer, RYAN aiming forward as he lets out nearly half a clip into JERIMIAH who falls over, motionless.
RYAN doesn't budge as he holds up the COMEBACK METER which he drew from his pocket and scanned JERIMIAH, getting no color reading.
RYAN
(O.S.)
Oh fuck...
RYAN watches as JERIMIAH sits up.
RYAN aims at him again and fires the rest of the clip, JERIMIAH falling back over as RYAN reloads and drops the FLARE before turning and running down the street as fast as he could, RYAN turning to look after a few moments only to see JERIMIAH was no longer there.
RYAN
Shit!
RYAN continues to run as he looks about to see nothing but darkness, RYAN veering off up to a house as he bangs on the door.
RYAN
Let me in! Let me in let me in let me in!
VOICE
(O.S.)
Go away!
RYAN
Bitch!
RYAN rears back and kicks the door in, the WOMAN screaming as she holds up a knife, RYAN aiming at her as he picks up the door and pushes it back against the door frame.
WOMAN
You idiot that door won't stop anything now!
RYAN
Just shut up and stay behind me, and the second he comes through you run out the back door!
WOMAN
Okay...
RYAN aims forward as the WOMAN stays close behind him, before a sound freezes them both.
VOICE
(O.S.)
Mommy...
WOMAN
Oh, god my baby...
RYAN
She's fine.
WOMAN
Let me just...
The WOMAN runs around the corner into the DEN which leads up to the stairs as RYAN shakes his head and aims at the haphazardly put together FRONT DOOR.
A moment goes by and RYAN eyes behind him wondering where the WOMAN went...
RYAN
Hey, where'd you...
RYAN turns as the WOMAN appears behind the corner, covered in blood, RYAN stepping back as she reaches for him.
WOMAN
He...killed my baby...
RYAN
Look lady...
WOMAN
It's your fault...
RYAN
...Look out!
JERIMIAH BLACK steps around the corner and stabs the blade into the back of the WOMAN'S THROAT before RYAN unloads his second clip into the WOMAN'S BODY and JERIMIAH, JERIMIAH falling over as the WOMAN falls over dead, RYAN turning as he goes to pull the door ajar but can't.
RYAN
What the fuck?!
RYAN screams as two hands grab him from behind, RYAN watching as JERIMIAH BLACK slings him to the side, RYAN sailing out the FRONT WINDOW onto the lawn as RYAN gasps for breath and moans in pain as the FRONT DOOR is kicked down from inside, JERIMIAH BLACK stalking quickly downwards as RYAN hastily scrambles to his feet, his hands cutting glass as he begins to run down the street, JERIMIAH BLACK following close behind as RYAN limps his way back onto the road near the STING, RYAN quickly popping the trunk with a added on TRUNK UN LOCKING mechanism.
RYAN reaches in as JERIMIAH BLACK continues to draw closer and closer, RYAN reaching inside as he pulls up a M16 MACHINE GUN, RYAN turning as he begins firing rounds into JEREMIAH, JERIMIAH beginning to rock and convulse from each round as RYAN screams and unloads an entire clip into him, RYAN quickly reloading as he holds up the COMEBACK METER to JERIMIAH who was still down, the color RED finally flashing.
RYAN
Goddamnit!
RYAN unloads into JEREMIAH again, RYAN turning his back on JEREMIAH once the second clip runs out as RYAN pulls up his WEREWOLF SHOTGUN.
RYAN turns and curses as JERIMIAH isn't there.
RYAN
Goddamn slashers!
RYAN turns and fires to his right but JERIMIAH sidesteps and stabs forward, RYAN jumping back enough to only get caught in the upper shoulder, RYAN reeling as RYAN aims up and fires, the blast sending JERIMIAH backwards as RYAN reaches back into the STING and pulls up SHARLENE, his baseball bat.
JERIMIAH sits up as RYAN runs over and slams the bat across JERIMIAH'S FACE, BLOOD sloshes out of the MASK JEREMIAH is wearing as RYAN begins bashing the BASEBALL BAT down over and over and over again across JERIMIAH'S FACE.
RYAN falls over a few feet from JERIMIAH, RYAN breathing hard as he looks at JERIMIAH who is a bloody beaten mess, RYAN looking at his bat as RYAN slings some blood off of it as JERIMIAH continues to not move.
RYAN
Woo...Goddamn man, you...you're a tricky motherfucker, JEREMIAH...
RYAN shakes his head as he shivers a bit. RYAN jumping as the lightning around him finally causes some THUNDER to clap, RYAN looking at JEREMIAH as RYAN raises an eyebrow and pulls out the COMEBACK METER, RYAN looking as the READING flashes RED.
RYAN'S EYES BULGE as he turns slowly to look at JERIMIAH BLACK, who slowly begins to sit up, RYAN scooting back on his hells as he grabs his SHOTGUN and aims at JERIMIAH who stands, BLADE in hand.
RYAN
Why won't you just die!
VOICE
(O.S.)
Because...
RYAN looks behind him as JERIMIAH sharply looks up, as AUSTIN BLACK, fellow hunter and JERIMIAH'S BROTHER was standing behind RYAN with a raised .357.
AUSTIN
Goodbye, Brother, hello, RYAN.
JERIMIAH charges forward but RYAN fires and drives JERIMIAH back as AUSTIN fires a shot beautifully in-between JERIMIAH'S EYES.
RYAN scoots back as JERIMIAH falls over, AUSTIN lowering his gun as RYAN stands, RYAN holding up the COMEBACK METER as the color rings BLACK.
RYAN sighs in relief as he turns and hugs AUSTIN, who is thrown off for a moment before he smiles and taps RYAN on the back.
RYAN
Oh thank you, thank you thank you thank you!
AUSTIN
It's quite alright my friend. You seem well?
RYAN
Yeah, I'm alright now.
AUSTIN
I'm sorry it took so long, I got a call that tipped me off to his location here...
RYAN
...Thanks, CHARLES...
AUSTIN
Anyways. I'd head on out now, I'll sweep the area and make sure you get your money. But things should be calm here.
RYAN
What? Why?
AUSTIN nods behind RYAN who turns and looks about in horror as JERIMIAH BLACK is gone.
RYAN
How...the reading was black...he...he can't still be alive...every time...it's not possible!
AUSTIN
He'll move on now, and I'm sure we'll be meeting up again to take him down, till then, I just gotta keep searching him out.
RYAN
Let me help you find him...he couldn't have gone far...
AUSTIN
He's not, he's watching, observing what to do next. But I know my brother...this town can rest assured...he won't be back.
RYAN
He's more than a monster...
AUSTIN
I know.
AUSTIN pats RYAN and whistles as he begins walking down the street, waving RYAN on as RYAN looks about, a cold chill running down his spine as from a distance, someone was watching him very closely.
INT. THE STING
RYAN drives on the dark roads, the night sky still filled with lightning as the darkness around him seems even more eerie.
RYAN
(O.S.)
There's really only one reason why I hate hunting JERIMIAH BLACK...it's the feeling I get afterwards...It's knowing that even though we stopped him...he's still out there...walking through the shadows...killing when he wants...and that no matter how many times we put him down...he still just...keeps coming back...I guess that's the one thing about him that makes him the most deadly SLASHER I've ever faced...it's not being around him or seeing him that scares you...it's knowing that no matter what you do...he'll always come back...he'll always...come back...
The STING continues to drive along the dark winding roads...
FADE OUT