Dark Angel by Richard J. Mchale (i love reading TXT) 📖

three rough idea. Written in movie screen play format.
"It all started when I was 15, I knew even then that something was different, i could feel it. I never had fear of anyone. no one scared me. i was always scared of not being able to protect someone."

"It began with the weird nerd, he was being pushed around and for some reason i beat the crap outa the guy who was hurting him. put him in a hospital. and i got cited for it along with being suspended from school. "after that i just kept doing it. when ever someone needed help, id step in, maybe it was how i was dressed or how i fought, i dont know. but i do remember the look of terror in each persons face as i stepped up and wouldnt back down." (cut scenes of different fights. the teen is getting bigger, taller, stronger. clothing has small changes. the teen gains different accessories. spikes, chains, boots etc...)**cut back to hard rock again**

"once i finished high school. i moved out on my own."

"and then the accident came"


(cut to shot of car garage, camera scrolls up to show a car on a lift, a strong muscular blond man, with shoulder length hair, working in worn faded blue overalls and a white muscle shirt, with a tattoo of wings and the words PROTECT THE INOCENT on his shoulder. ) **hard rock playing loudly somewhere. tool noises and shouting**

BOSS/dave: HEY KID!! COME OVER HERE, NEED TO TALK TO YOU. 

KID: alright give me a sec to finish up.

BOSS/dave: hurry up then

/kid finishes up, wipes the grease from his hands and goes to the office. boss shuts the door and turns to talk

BOSS/dave: you've been working here a while now, and i like what i see. Mr. ehh, what was your name again? /gestures to a man, who had remained unsceen until now. (this unkown man is dressed in a crisp clean all white suit.  and he is wearing sunglasses, so dark you cannot see his eyes. his short brown hair looks almost as if its glowing.

MR. UNKOWN: Gabriel, just Gabriel is fine. i dont care much nor never had any good use for a last name /stretches his hand out to the kid, who in turn takes it and shakes politely. 

BOSS: right, Gabriel here says hes got a proposition for you, says he hopes you will agree to it and you will make his coming here worth it. 

GABRIEL; I think we will leave that choice up to him dave (indicating with his head to the kid, as he looks at dave)

DAVE; Right, well i'll just let you two talk then, i got some shit to take care of around here anyway, (exits the office door **shop volume comes back as he does so) HEY ROBBIE STOP FUCKING WITH THAT HOT ROD, THE CUSTOMER IS WAITING FOR IT JACK ASS. (mutters something about the guy as he shuts the door)

GABRIEL: well now that you know who i am, i think its only fair i know who you are.

KID: hmph.. (smirk) dont see why my name means anything. ive been just the kid for years now. and i couldnt give a shit if i stay that way.

GABRIEL; well, i guess then we will have to do with the kid for now..... (after a small pause) I represent a man who would like to give you a chance to do something extra ordinary. I notice you have tattooed on your arm, protect the innocent. fitting as it seems you do that.  I also know your mother and father both died when you where still young, and you where raised in a foster home. you fought often and while you were not afraid to do so, you only did it to protect someone who couldnt protect them selves.

KID; how the hell do you know that? and who the hell are you? 

GABRIEL; As i said, i represent a powerful man, and again he would like to offer you a chance at something different than what you have. however you must know that if you accept your life will be changed. 

KID; well as long as it beats working in this hell hole, what do you have for me?

GABRIEL; unfortunately it isnt what you think, this isnt a job. so to speak. and you will still work here, however, you will be called upon by us, and when you are, you are to do what we require without question and without hesitation. i wont lie, as i have found the truth to always get me where i would to be in the end, this is not easy. it is a dangerous thing we are asking. be that as it may, the rewards are endless.

KID; and do i get to see anything for this? 

GABRIEL; no. at least not right now. and i cant guaranty you will see anything later, this is one of those you take a chance situations.  (stands to leave) Here is my card, think it over and if you want to go further with this, give me a call. 

(cuts to end of the day, The kid is finishing up his work and then locks up the shop for the night.  as he is walking home a gang comes out from a near by alley way,and they stop the Kid.)

GANG LEADER: Hey,  listen man,  your gonna give us your money, and if you listen then you wont get hurt. 

KID; and if i dont want to? what do i get if i resist?

GANG LEADER; you get this bitch, (pulls a gun and shoots the Kid.  The gang steals his wallet and takes off) 

(cut in random scenes of ambulances, hospitals and doctors, blink in and out effect. and then to Gabriel entering the hospital room)

GABRIEL; well kid, you dont have insurance, you dont have a way to get the help you need unless you accept the offer. 

KID; then i have no choice do i. 

GABRIEL; Then all you have to do is shake my hand. (as they grip hands the room starts shaking and rumbling, and the kid fights to let go.  but something unsceen keeps their hands together. the kid starts to get weak and finally falls back, unconcious.)

(cut to the next day, The kid is up and moving around. suddenly totally healed and able to leave that day.)

DOCTOR; well we dont know how to explain it, but you are well, however you cant go home yet. apparently someone burned it down. and we would like you to stay so we can do some tests.

KID: look man, im fine, you dont need to test anything else. i dont need more of your shit, i can leave. im walking around NOW LET ME GO! (gets steadily more angry and aggressive towards end of sentence) **the kid is pacing the room**

DOCTOR: I understand you feel fine, but yesterday you where lying there with a hole in your chest almost dead. now your up and walking around, no one living or dead can do that. i want to make sure that there isnt something going on.

KID: well i'm not going to be your lab rat.

Publication Date: 11-23-2011

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