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Presents…
OLAR’OL
BUURENAAR
(The
Coming Storm)
A STAR WARS Fan Film
Screenplay ©2010 David W. White
4th Draft November 9, 2010
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FADE
IN:
EXT.
SPACE
OPENING
CRAWL
The
Empire was everywhere and growing stronger with each passing day. As the Clone
Army of the former Republic gradually began dying off, new conscripts were
needed to fill their ranks.
With
the new troops came new weapons and armor, and the Emperor’s increased thrust
to dominate more worlds and bring them under his iron fist.
One
such world, MANDALORE, is the most recent conquest. But the inhabitants of this
planet, warriors in nature, and the same blood that trained the Emperor’s army,
weren’t about to go down without a fight…
EXT.
MANDALOR FORREST – NIGHT
A
large communications disk is seen towering above the trees.
A
small ship cruises just above the trees as well and settles in a small
clearing.
A
lone figure exits the craft and heads towards the disk through the trees.
EXT.
IMPERIAL OUTPOST – SAME
Two
STORM TROOPERS and two BIKER SCOUTS are patrolling the area. Off to one side
are two speeder bikes and behind them is the opening to the bunker.
A
rustling is heard nearby and one of the Scouts takes notice.
SCOUT 1
Did you hear something?
SCOUT 2
Nah.
It’s probably just some creature out for a midnight snack.
SCOUT 1
Yeah,
you’re probably right. I just hope it’s not us.
SCOUT 2
Would
you quit your whining?
SCOUT 1
Hey,
I’m just making an observation. This is my first night on patrol out here and I
don’t want to end up on some beast’s menu –
There
is a definite clanking that get’s both scout’s attention.
SCOUT 1
Now,
don’t tell me that was just some creature.
SCOUT 2
No…that’s
something to be worried about.
The
scouts head in the direction of the noise, which is where their speeders are.
They look and see that one of them has had its power converter ripped out. The
other’s front stabilizer bar is missing.
SCOUT 1
That
ain’t no creature doing that.
SCOUT 2
I
think you’re right. I’ll ca-
His
word is cut off with a gurgling noise as the missing stabilizer bar
returns…through Scout 2’s chest.
Scout
1 turns just in time to see the flash of a Mandalorian’s T-visor, but, he has
no time to react. His helmet flies off his head and lands behind him; the front
half is in two pieces through the middle as if it was cut by something.
Scout
1 falls face first to the ground as the Mando, holding a Beskad, turns toward
the bunker.
The
two troopers are still standing guard at the bunker door. Suddenly, one falls,
his helmet’s eye socket sparking after being hit with explosive darts from the
Mando’s wrist gauntlet. And as the other tries to run over and activate an
alarm, he falls as well. The Beskad is protruding from his chest.
The
Mando presses a button on his gauntlet.
MANDO
(subtitled)
I’m going in. Follow me.
The
Mando easily opens the door to the bunker and enters.
INT:
BUNKER
The
Mando slowly makes his way towards the interior of the bunker.
As
he rounds a corner, he is met by a small squad of Imperials – two more storm
troopers, two Guards, and two Gunners.
In
no time, he manages to take out all of them.
As
he finishes, three more Mandos, Axon Kor, Drak Fiurr, and Cyern Bahr, enter the
bunker.
CYERN
Haar'chak!,
Tracy'uur. You could’ve left something for
me.
TRACY’UUR
Sorry, vod. You know how I am.
CYERN
Yeah. That’s what I’m afraid of. Still…
TRACY’UUR
Why waste the ammo?
CYERN
Because it’s cheap, and insurance isn’t.
TRACY’UUR
Fine. If it makes you feel any better, go on and blast
away.
CYERN
(shrugs)
Myeh, I’ll do it when we leave.
AXON
Gentlemen, if you don’t mind. I have a lot of work to
do, so please move.
DRAK
Don’t get excited, Axon! We’re all in this together,
aren’t we?
AXON
A very verd’ika thing to say, evaar’la solus (young one).
You remind me of a Jetii (Jedi).
DRAK
Hey! Don’t start with me, mir’sheb (smartass)! If it
wasn’t for me, your lift would never have made it here.
Tracy’uur’s beskad smacks the back of Drak’s helmet.
TRACY’UUR
Copaani mirshmure'cye, vod? (are you looking for a smack
in the face?)
DRAK
Alright! Alright. I’m sorry.
AXON
Now, if we can continue, I would like to get out of this
utyc palon (slime hole) as soon as possible.
CYERN
And then it’s my turn to have fun.
Tracy’uur resheaths his beskad.
One by one everyone removes their helmets and place
them on a nearby table.
Cyern
activates a communications device on his gauntlet.
CYERN
Bralov (success), Ver’alor.
JAIDEN
TURR’N’s image appears in holographic form above Cyern’s gauntlet.
JAIDEN
Good. You know what to do.
AXON
This
would be so much easier if I had an R2 unit.
JAIDEN
I
have confidence in your abilities, ner’vod. When you finish, set the charges
and get back to the ship. Oh, and Cyern, this time be sure to give us all
enough time to get out of here.
CYERN
Elek, Ver’alor.
The
image disappears.
CYERN
He
never lets me have any fun.
DRAK
Where’s
the fun in almost getting blown up?
CYERN
It’s
the thrill, vod! Not knowing if you’re going to live or die at any moment. Plus
I always set the timer short to make sure those osik troopers can’t stop it
after we leave.
Behind
them, Axon has been hard at work.
AXON
I’m in.
TRACY’UUR
Jat’ca’
Suddenly,
an alarm goes off.
CYERN
What the
AXON
Security
protocols. Nothing to worry about.
CYERN
Are you sure?
The
alarm shuts off.
AXON
Yes.
CYERN
So
how long until I get to light it up?
AXON
Give
me just a few moments to find the – Ah. There it is. Get started setting your charges
and I’ll be done here in no time.
Drak
goes off with Cyern after they both replace their helmets.
Tracy’uur
stays with Axon.
TRACY’UUR
So
what do you think of the new guy?
AXON
Other
than his technical skills for fixing my lift, I try not to. But, that’s only
because he hasn’t been around much yet. Give him time. He just joined the clan.
TRACY’UUR
He’s
got a lot of spirit, I’ll give him that. But he’d better watch it, or that will
get him killed.
INT.
CORRIDOR
Cyern
and Drak are setting charges in various places.
CYERN
So what’s your story, kid?
DRAK
What do you mean?
CYERN
What
do you mean what do I mean? I asked a simple question.
DRAK
Don’t
get excited, alright? There’s not much to tell. Besides, if the alor accepts
me, so should you.
CYERN
Look,
seeing smoke and blood pouring out of a gaping hole in a meat-can’s armor is
the only thing that gets me excited…not any thought of having to wipe your
shebs. Vart and Turr’n may have bought your story, but it will take some time
to convince the rest of us.
DRAK
Hey,
you’re the one who brought it up, so don’t get all kaden (angry) at me for
giving you an answer you didn’t like.
Cyern
tries to protest, but turns away and sets another charge.
Drak
sees it.
DRAK
Isn’t
that one a bit large?
CYERN
Ne'johaa! (Shut up!)
Suddenly
there is a noise in the darkness.
CYERN
Did you hear that?
DRAK
Yeah, I think so.
Cyern’s
RF stalk lowers.
CYERN
POV
The
image in his T-visor changes to thermal imaging. Drak is seen clearly as a heat
signature. But nothing else is picked up.
CYERN
I
don’t see anything...but I feel – look out!
From
a dark corner, a blaster bolt flies out and hits Drak in the abdomen.
Drak
falls backward with a yelp.
Cyern
spins in time to avoid a second bolt and fires his own weapon.
The
blast hits the unseen blaster. A grunt of disgust is heard from the shadows.
CYERN
Come
out, come out, whoever you are.
A
black-armored hand reaches from the shadows and grabs the end of Cyern’s blaster,
ripping it from his hands. The blaster swings and hits Cyern in the head,
knocking his helmet off.
Then,
a Shadow Scout steps into the light.
Cyern
turns around to see the trooper holding his gun to his face.
TROOPER
Cyern
Bahr. I thought it was you.
CYERN
Yes,
I’m Cyern, but whoever you are, however you know my name…you won’t live long
enough to tell your Imperial friends, chakaaryc (low-life).
TROOPER
Don’t
tell me you don’t sense who I am.
CYERN
Why
should I? I’m only seeing your head rolling on the floor and your buy’ce as a
trophy on my wall.
TROOPER
Such
talk from someone who can’t even stand to look at his own reflection.
CYERN
How did –
TROOPER
Oh,
I know, because I am the same…brother.
CYERN
You’re
not my brother. He’s dead.
The
trooper removes his helmet. It really is Cyern’s twin brother.
TROOPER
Not yet.
CYERN
Gareth?
But how? Why? I thought you were dead?
GARETH
I
might as well be, after what I’m about to do.
He
hands back Cyern’s weapon, and then hands him a small device.
CYERN
This is a detonator.
GARETH
Yep.
I’ve already rigged the place myself.
CYERN
How did you know?
Gareth
taps his head.
GARETH
You
may have chosen to tune me out and shield your Jedi senses when you became a
Mandalorian, but I let it work for me to get what I need.
There
is a groan from the corner.
CYERN
Oh,
osik. I forgot about Drak.
Cyern
and Gareth help Drak get to his feet.
GARETH
He’ll
be alright. It was nothing more than a stun blast.
DRAK
Easy
for you to say. That hurt like
CYERN
Come
on. Let’s get you out of here.
INT:
MAIN AREA
Cyern
enters helping Drak, who is still unsteady on his feet.
TRACY’UUR
What happened to you?
DRAK
Him.
He
points behind the two of them to Gareth, who steps out of the shadows.
Tracy’uur
instantly reacts and has his beskad at Gareth’s throat in the blink of an eye.
CYERN
Wait! Stop!
TRACY’UUR
Give me a good reason to!
He
then sees Gareth’s face and is taken aback.
TRACY’UUR
What is this?!
CYERN
He’s my twin brother.
TRACY’UUR
You
never mentioned that you had a brother, much less that he’s an Imp scum.
CYERN
You
never asked. Besides, I thought he was dead.
DRAK
Apparently he’s not.
TRACY’UUR
Thank you Captain Obvious!
AXON
Okay,
so we’ve established that you have a twin brother. Would you care to explain
how you ended up a Shadow Scout and just so happened to be here at precisely
the time we arrived.
GARETH
(to Cyern)
Did
you tell them that you used to be a Jedi?
CYERN
Only
enough to say that it was a lot safer for me and them if I didn’t advertize it.
GARETH
But
you didn’t completely give up on it.
CYERN
The
last thing I want is for Vader to find me, so I don’t use it until I absolutely
need it. Like when someone tries to get the jump on me.
GARETH
Yeah,
sorry about that. I didn’t want you to blast me either.
TRACY’UUR
So what do we do with you?
GARETH
What do you mean?
TRACY’UUR
I
mean, I don’t think we can let you live to go telling the Imps what we did, or
even try to stop it.
CYERN
You won’t do anything.
TRACY’UUR
Oh,
come on Cyern! Don’t make this one of those convenient times to use that mind
trick osik on me!
CYERN
I’m
not, di’kut! You wouldn’t have been able to say no if I did.
TRACY’UUR
Then
give me a good reason not to turn his buy’ce into a soup bowl.
GARETH
Because
I’m the one who set the charges to blow this place to hell before you even got
here.
CYERN
And
he gave me the detonator to do it.
Cyern
holds up the detonator.
DRAK
How can you be sure that will work?
AXON
I
for one don’t intend to stick around to find out.
GARETH
Well
said.
CYERN
Axon, are you finished?
AXON
Absolutely.
CYERN
Then let’s get out of here.
One
by one they don their helmets and make their way to the exit.
Suddenly,
Cyern’s communicator comes to life.
CYERN
Go
ahead, Jaiden.
JAIDEN
(on the communicator)
We’ve
got trouble. I’m picking up a squad of Imperials coming your way…and they’ve
got some heavy equipment, too.
DRAK
Oh, osik.
EXT.
COMM BUNKER
Dozens
of Storm Troopers are seen converging on the bunker. An AT-ST walker sits close
by.
CYERN
(V.O.)
Who’s our company?
JAIDEN
(V.O.)
Looks
like…shab. It’s Makazie Squad.
INT.
BUNKER
TRACY’UUR
Haar’chak!
Someone tipped them off. I think it was you, Imperial duse! (rubbish)
GARETH
No! I’m trying to help you!
AXON
Cuy
ogir'olar! (It’s irrelevant!) It could have been that alarm I though I stopped
in time.
CYERN
Either
way, we need to figure out how we’re getting out of here.
GARETH
There
is a way, but it’s not going to be easy.
DRAK
Anything’s
better than being slotted by those meatcans.
TRACY’UUR
For once, I agree with you.
EXT.
BUNKER BACK DOOR
The
door slides open and Tracy’uur looks out cautiously. He motions and the rest of
the group exits as well.
Gareth
pulls Cyern to the side.
GARETH
I can’t go with you.
CYERN
What? Why?
GARETH
I’m
on a different path, brother. I have a job to do.
CYERN
You
can do the same thing with us.
GARETH
No
I can’t and you know it. I can be more effective behind enemy lines.
CYERN
Will
we ever cross paths again?
GARETH
I
don’t know. I can’t see that future for us.
They
shake hands. Cyern runs off with the Mando’s and Gareth runs around to the
front.
GARETH
(O.S.)
They’re
heading south! After them!
AXON
Good
thing we’re heading north.
TRACY’UUR
Are
we clear enough?
CYERN
We
should be. But I would feel better if we were back on the ship first.
TRACY’UUR
I
hope you’re brother was telling the truth.
CYERN
So do I-
Cyern
stops suddenly.
AXON
What’s wrong?
CYERN
We’re not alone.
TRACY’UUR
Where?
CYERN
Move!
Suddenly,
a black-cloaked figure drops down from the trees.
It
is a Sith.
TRACY’UUR
I
thought Vader and the Emperor were the only ones.
SITH
You thought wrong.
The
Sith ignites his saber.
Drak
begins to fire at the Sith, who deflects the bolts with ease. One bolt bounces
back at Drak and hits him in the shoulder. He falls.
DRAK
Osik!
Tracy’uur
inspects the hit. It didn’t go through.
TRACY’UUR
You’ll
be fine.
CYERN
You
guys fall back. I’ll handle this.
AXON
Are you sure?
CYERN
No…but
what choice do we have?
Cyern
approaches the Sith – weapon drawn.
SITH
I know what you are hiding.
CYERN
Too
bad you won’t live long enough to tell Lord Vader.
SITH
Do
you really think you can defeat me?
CYERN
I
don’t think, chakaaryc… I know.
Cyern
holsters his weapon and stands still. The Sith slowly closes the gap.
SITH
So
disappointing. You would have made a great ally. Pity you choose not to defend
yourself.
The
Sith strikes, but Cyern deflects the blade with his gauntlet. The Sith looks
honestly surprised.
CYERN
Beskar’gam.
Bet Vader forgot to mention that in your training, didn’t he, shabuir?
Cyern
gives the Sith a Keldabe Kiss. The Sith staggers back for a second, then tries
to strike again. This time, he grabs the Sith’s arm and knocks the saber out of
his hand…spinning around quickly to back hand the Sith, sending him into a
tree.
Cyern
grabs the Sith by the hair and pulls him up to standing.
CYERN
Mando’ade
have been killing your kind for thousands of years.
He
slams the Sith’s face into the tree again several times.
CYERN
When
will you osik’la shebse ever get the picture?
The
Sith Force-calls his saber back to him. He ignites it backwards and it catches
Cyern at a weak point in his armor. Cyern staggers back and the Sith turns to
face him.
SITH
I
may not know about…what did you call it? Beskar game? But I do know how to find
the weak point in any set of armor.
Cyern
staggers and falls to his knees.
SITH
Time to die.
The
Sith tries to strike with his blade, but Cyern again catches his arm. This
time, though, Cyern brings up his other arm, extending his vibroblade at the
same time, and catches the sith in the abdomen just below his ribs. The Sith
gurgles.
CYERN
(struggling)
I
may have weak points…but at least I have armor.
The
Sith slumps over, dead. Cyern falls as well.
Tracy’uur
goes over to see Cyern lying on the ground. Blood is pooling beneath him on the
grass.
TRACY’UUR
Can
you move? We’ll get you back to the ship.
CYERN
No. It’s bad.
DRAK
Then
we can’t waste time. Let’s go!
CYERN
No!
I’ll slow you down. Plus, the transmitter on the detonator got hit. It’ll only work
in a two meter radius.
AXON
So what are you going to do?
CYERN
The
only thing I can. I have to go back.
TRACY’UUR
No.
There’s got to be another way. We all go home or none of us goes!
CYERN
There’s
no time! It won’t be long before those Imps figure out we didn’t go south and
they’ll be back. I’m the best choice and you know it.
AXON
He’s
right. I wish he wasn’t, but he’s right.
DRAK
I’ll help him get there.
CYERN
Then
you’ll get your shebs back to the ship and get the
TRACY’UUR
We’ll
wait for you, but hurry up every chance you get.
DRAK
I will.
Tracy’uur
and Drak help Cyern up. Tracy’uur grabs Cyern’s arm in a handshake.
TRACY’UUR
Gar
nu kyr'adyc, shi taab'echaaj'la. (You will be not gone, merely marching far
away.)
CYERN
Ori’vor’e,
ner vode.
ALL
Oya manda!
Drak
helps Cyern back towards the bunker.
TRACY’UUR
(softly)
Good luck.
EXT.
MANDO SHIP
Everyone
is entering the ship loading ramp when Drak comes running up. Jaiden is
standing in the hatchway.
JAIDEN
Is he set?
DRAK
(breathing heavily)
Yes. I hope.
Drak
hands Cyern’s bucket to Jaiden.
DRAK
Here. He gave me this.
EXT.
BUNKER
Cyern
is leaning back against the front hatchway of the bunker. The squad of troopers
returns and aim their guns at him.
TROOPER 1
Don’t move!
CYERN
Se darasuum kote.
As
the troopers close in, One of them notices the detonator in Cyern’s hand. It is
blinking.
TROOPER 2
Move!
Everyone get back! It’s set to –
Before
he can finish his sentence, Cyern presses the button on the device. A large
explosion sends a fireball out from the door, which engulfs the troopers.
EXT.
SKY
The
Mando ship gains altitude away from the surface of the planet. Everyone looks
out a window and sees the explosion.
Jaiden
places Cyern’s bucket on a pole in front of the group.
ALL
(not at the same time)
Oya, Manda.
TRACY’UUR
Ni su'cuyi, gar kyr'adyc, ni partayli, gar darasuum.
(I'm still alive, but you are dead.
I remember you, so you are eternal.)
The
ship enters space and heads off in the distance.
THE END.