The Frontline
Issue 3: Mayhem in the Streets Part 2
Writer: D. B. Johansson
PAGE 1 – 5 PANELS
PANEL 1
Nick Farley and Madelene Farley hugging by the entrance to a café. Right beside Madelene Farley stands Christopher Farley.
| Nick Farley: | Mom! Dad! How wonderful to see you. |
| Madelene Farley: | We have missed you so much Nick. |
PANEL 2
Madelene Farley stands next to Nick Farley. Nick Farley and Christopher Farley hug.
| Christopher Farley: | I hope the city life isn’t killing you, Nick. |
| Nick Farley: | Don’t you worry dad. I got everything under control. |
| Christopher Farley: | You just look so tired, that’s all. |
PANEL 3
Nick Farley opens the door for his parents.
| Nick Farley: | Oh that, I just got somethings splitting my attention at the moment. |
| Madelene Farley: | Don’t just let work get the best of you. |
| Nick Farley: | Never been a problem, mom. I’m a great multitasker if you remember. |
| Christopher Farley: | We remember all too well son. |
PANEL 4
View from inside the café. Nick Farley looks at something towering above the city as his parents enter the café.
| Christopher Farley: (From inside the café) | I just never quite figured out how you did it. |
PANEL 5
View of the city. We see what caught Nick Farley’s attention. It was Tom Falcon jumping down from a building with an iron balk as a sword.
| Nick Farley: (Off panel) | You know what? Lets take a table close to the door. |
PAGE 2 – 9 PANELS
Art note: lets do one of those classy 9 panel grids!
PANEL 1
Nick Farley sitting by a table in the café he hands the menu to a waitress.
| Nick Farley: | I’ll take an espresso. So dad, how’s retirement? |
PANEL 2
Police officers screaming in the rubble from Tom Falcon’s attack.
No Dialogue
PANEL 3
Nick Farleycorrects a napkin in his lap with a concerned face.
| Nick Farley: | Yeah, I know. It’s been a really good year. |
PANEL 4
Close-up of Tom Falcon encapsulated in ice.
No Dialogue
PANEL 5
Nick Farley smiles and catches the waiter again.
| Nick Farley: | Hang on, I’ll take a cinnamon bun too. |
PANEL 6
Tom Falcon breaking free from the ice.
No Dialogue
PANEL 7
Nick Farley taking a sip from his cup. He is once again concerned.
| Nick Farley: | Mhm, I think I even might retire early. |
PANEL 8
Close-up of Hail in Tom Falcon’s grip. Her face looks strained from the pressure against her body.
| Hail: | Hngh |
PANEL 9
Nick Farley arising from his seat.
| Nick Farley: | I’m so sorry, I have to make an urgent call. |
PAGE 3 – 6 PANELS
PANEL 1
Nick Farley waltzing around outside the café. He has a phone to his ear.
| Nick Farley: | Hey Rosy. Your brother is a doctor, right? Great! Do you have his number? Thanks. I owe you a big one. |
| Sound effect: (phone) | ‘Duut’ |
| Nick Farley: | Mr. Sanchez! Your sister gave me your number. How is life? Great. I need you at Selina plaza ASAP. I’ll pay more than you can turn down, okay? Great. A car will pick you up. |
PANEL 2
Hail lays on a stretcher passed out. Her body is bruised. Blood runs down her mouth in a small tendril.
| Caption: | Later |
| Nick Farley: (Off panel) | You’ll get the details once the car picks you up. |
PANEL 3
Mark Sanchez barely holding himself in place with a handle hanging from the roof. He stands in front of the van’s sliding door. Next to him stands Shard (can be off panel).
| Mark Sanchez: | I need pain reliever and drop. Now! |
PANEL 4
A Copy stands on the other side of the stretcher. He points at the wall
| Copy: | Absolutely, doc. Medicine is under the seat. A drip stand is connected to the wall. |
PANEL 5
View from the passenger seat in the front seats of the van. The Copy driving the van pulls down his sunglasses (yes they are above his mask, the passenger-Copy wears a pair too) and looks back through the side view mirror.
| Copy: (Driver) | Guys, strap Hail to the bed and hold tight. |
PAGE 4 – SPLASH PAGE
PANEL 1
We see the view of everything behind the van. Harry Winton and Paul Deak chase the van. Harry Winton is large as three stories and Paul Deak is in his Zap form. Paul Deak flies with the help of electric currents and Harry Winton run.
| Copy: (Driver) | This is going to be one wild ride. |
PAGE 5 – 5 PANELS
Art note: Page 5 and Page 6 should be on the same spread. Both pages are from Nick Farley’s/his Copy clone’s POV
PANEL 1
Nick Farley’s view in the café. He once again sits by the table in the café with his parents. Christopher Farley smiles, and Madelene Farley drink her coffee.
| Nick Farley: | So, how’s retirement treating you? |
| Christopher Farley: | It is all good. I have enough on my plate to keep me going even on the dullest days. |
PANEL 2
Copy’s (driver) view from inside the can. He looks out through the side view window. The view is shaded due to the sunglasses. Paul Deak closes in.
| Copy: (Driver) | I need to make a sharp left. Everyone hold on. |
PANEL 3
Nick Farley’s view in the café. Christopher Farley’s eye looks to the side while his left looks straight at Nick Farley.
| Nick Farley: | Dad, I think your eye has wandered again. |
PANEL 4
Copy’s (Passenger seat) view from inside the car. He looks back through the window to the back of the car. Mark Sanchez hangs over Hail. Next to Mark Sanchez sits Shard. Furthest in the back of the van sits Blast. To the right sits Tornado and a Copy
| Mark Sanchez: | How am I supposed to work in this environment? |
| Copy: (Passenger seat) | Just keep her steady, doc. We’re soon there. |
PANEL 5
Nick Farley’s (at the café) view. Christopher Farley corrects his eye.
| Christopher Farley: | Thanks son. I hate it when I have had a weird eye all day. |
| Nick Farley: | I know dad. |
PAGE 6 – 5 PANELS
Art note: Page 5 and Page 6 should be on the same spread. Both pages are from Nick Farley’s/his Copy clone’s POV
PANEL 1
Copy’s (Driver) view from inside the car. He looks to the right and sees a sign that says ‘Dieser street’.
| Copy: (Driver) | I’m sorry guys, but it’s gonna be a hard right. |
PANEL 2
Nick Farley’s view from inside the café. He looks out through the window to the right of his parents. Outside the window we see a sign saying ‘Dieser street’.
| Madelene Farley: | But how is life outside of work. Do you have anyone special in your life. |
| Nick Farley: | I’m sorry to disappoint mom, but that’s not a priority in my life at the moment. |
PANEL 3
Nick Farley’s view inside his office while he works on his directs report. Wee see his hands fade.
No Dialogue
PANEL 4
Nick Farley’s view in a board room while attending a meeting. He looks up at the board. A bunch of suited men and women look back at him.
| Nick Farley: | I’m sorry guys, but I’m beginning to feel unwell. We’ll have to postpone this meeting until tomorrow. |
PANEL 5
Same view as Panel 2 but now 9 Copys stand on the street. All vegetation inside and around the café is dying. Madelene Farley looks sad.
| Madelene Farley: | I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to overstep. |
| Nick Farley: | Don’t worry mom, there’s nothing wrong with caring. |
PAGE 7 – 6 PANELS
PANEL 1
Copy (in the passenger seat) looks out through the passenger window. Paul Deak flies beside the van and looks in. In his hands, Paul Deak forms a ball of lightning.
| Paul Deak: | I got you now! HAHAHAHAHA |
PANEL 2
Same as Panel 1, but now a Copy is tangled around Paul Deak’s neck. Paul Deak looks up in confusion. The Copy immediately gets electrocuted from the touch.
| Paul Deak: | What |
| Copy: (Hanging from Paul’s neck) | Gaaaaaah |
PANEL 3
Continuation of Panel 1 and 2. We now barely see Paul Deak under the Copys pilling ontop of him. All Copys become electrocuted and die immediately.
| Paul Deak: | the |
| Copys: (In the pile) | Gaaaaah |
PANEL 4
Paul Deak hits the asphalt. The van speeds away. A cloud of dust spreads around Paul Deak as the Copys dematerialize.
| Paul Deak: | Unpf |
PAGE 8 – 5 PANELS
PANEL 1
View from inside the café. Christopher Farley, Madelene Farley and Nick Farley look at Paul Deak screaming furiously up in the air.
| Christopher Farley: | That’s weird. |
| Paul Deak: | Raaaaargh |
PANEL 2
View from inside the café. Christopher Farley looks out through the window, Madelene Farley eats her pastry and Nick Farley looks out through the window. Paul Deak flies off outside the window.
| Madelene Farley: | I hate superpowers. |
PANEL 3
Madelene Farley, Christopher Farley and Nick Farley continue to drink their coffee.
| Madelene Farley: | I always hated them. I thought they went away. |
PANEL 4
Harry Winton sprints past the window in his supersized, superfast form. Madelene Farley, Christopher Farley and Nick Farley looks out.
No Dialogue
PANEL 5
Madelene Farley, Christopher Farley and Nick Farley return to their meal.
| Christopher Farley: | Doesn’t seem like it. |
| Madelene Farley: | That’s just terrible. How dare they ruin such a wonderful peace. |
PAGE 9 – 8 PANELS
PANEL 1
Mark Sanchez controls the intravenous bag and the drip chamber. We see a screen in the background monitoring Hail’s pulse.
| Mark Sanchez: | She’s steady, but I need some x-ray scans to know how damaged she is. |
PANEL 2
View of the van from the front. We see the two Driver-Copy and Passenger-Copy in the front seat as well as Paul Deak closing in. The Driver Copy looks in the side view window.
| Copy: (Driver) | That’s great Dr. Sanchez. Now we need you to buckle up. We’re going to do something dangerous. And keep away from all things metal. |
PANEL 3
Paul Deak come-up beside the Copy driving the van.
| Paul Deak: | You’re not surviving me!!! |
| Copy: (Driver) | Wanna bet? |
PANEL 4
Driver Copy makes a hard right and tackles Paul Deak. The whole van becomes electrocuted.
| Paul Deak: | Huh? |
PANEL 5
Paul Deak slams into a streetlight.
No Dialogue
PANEL 6
Paul Deak lays on the ground by the pole.
No Dialogue
PANEL 7
Close-up of Paul Deak’s hand covered in electricity. Blood trickle down beside it.
No Dialogue
PANEL 8
Close-up of Paul Deak’s hand. It has turned human. The blood has turned into pool around the hand and brain goo is smeared out among the blood.
No Dialogue
PAGE 10 – 7 PANELS
PANEL 1
Passenger seat-Copy looks back. Driver Copy drives the van.
| Copy: (Passenger) | He’s not getting up. |
| Copy: (Driver) | Great! How’s everybody doing in the back? |
PANEL 2
Dr. Sanchez, Shard, Blast, Tornado and a Copy sits with their seat belts buckled in the back of the van. Hail lays unconscious on the stretcher.
| Shard: | What just happened? |
| Blast: | We’re hanging on! |
PANEL 3
Close-up of Driver-Copy.
| Copy: Driver | Fantastic! That’s 2 out of 2. Another hail mary paying off. |
PANEL 4
We see Blast through the window to the back of the van. He is upset. Driver-Copy looks forward on the road.
| Blast: | Did you guess? |
| Copy: (Driver) | Yes |
| Blast: | Are you insane? |
PANEL 5
Blast looks at Tornado and is very upset with Copy’s successful plan. Tornado has her hand on Blast’s arm.
| Tornado: | Steve, not now. |
| Blast: | But he gambled with our lives Suz. |
| Tornado: | Yes, but we survived. For now that is the important. |
PANEL 6
Blast pulls his arm away from Tornado. Tornado looks forward to the window to the front seat.
| Blast: | Fine, but I’ll not forget this. |
| Tornado: | I’m not asking you to forget. Copy, how much more until we’re there. |
PAGE 11 – 4 PANELS
PANEL 1
We see Driver-Copy through the window to the front seat.
| Copy: (Driver) | Not far. Two rights and one left. |
PANEL 2
Everyone in the back is suddenly thrown around as the van is tackled off the road.
| Blast: | Umpf |
PANEL 3
Shard looks around as he hangs in the seat belt.
| Shard: | Is everyone okay? |
PANEL 4
Tornado lays on her back next to Copy. Both look disoriented. Blast hangs sideways from his place furthest back and supports himself against the wall. Hail hangs on the center stretcher.
| Blast: | I’m okay. |
| Tornado: | What was that? |
PAGE 12 – 4 PANELS
PANEL 1
The two Copys in the front seat untangling from their seat belt. Driver-Copy talks back through the window to the back of the van.
| Copy: (Driver) | We’ve been hit people. |
PANEL 2
View of outside of the van. Harry Winton stands on the road. The van is thrown into a wall and has enormous dents where Harry Winton tackled it.
No Dialogue
PANEL 3
Harry Winton pulls passenger-Copy out of the van. The Copy’s limbs are torn apart from the body. Driver-Copy stretches to save Passenger-Copy.
| Copy: (Driver) | Hey!? |
PANEL 4
Harry Winton slams his fists at the front of the car (front seat + hood) and the roof cave in on Driver-Copy killing him instantly. We see Driver-Copy’s hand stretch out through the roof caving in.
No Dialogue
PAGE 13 – 6 PANELS
PANEL 1
Shard and Dr. Sanchez hanging in their seat belts. Shard looks at Dr. Sanchez with total calm. The wall to the front seat is demolished.
| Shard: | You should get down. |
PANEL 2
Close-up of Shard’s metallic face.
| Shard: | Blast… |
PANEL 3
Close-up of Shard’s metallic face. It is now filled with spikes.
| Shard: | Shoot me through the wall. |
PANEL 4
Blast catching Dr. Sanchez over Hail on the stretcher. Shard looks at him with confidence.
| Blast: | Are you sure? |
| Shard: | Yes, make it hot |
PANEL 5
Blast charging with both his hands.
| Blast: | Sure thing, get ready. |
PANEL 6
Blast shoots a large (wall-sized) beam at shard from close distance.
| Shard: | I was born ready. |
PAGE 14 – 4 PANELS
PANEL 1
Harry Winton looks up at the beam burning through the van’s wall. He is surprised.
| Harry Winton: | Huh? |
PANEL 2
Harry Winton suddenly gets hit by spikes hot as hell.
| Harry Winton: | Whaaaaa |
PANEL 3
Shard soaring down from the sky firing spikes. We see how hot he is as his body distorts the light as asphalt do when it is hot (see highway mirage for example). Shard glows.
No Dialogue
PANEL 4
Shard tackles Harry Winton.
No Dialogue
PANEL 5
Harry Winton looks at Shard. The burns from Shard’s body are clear on his skin.
| Shard: | Not looking so tough now do you? |
PAGE 15 – 5 PANELS
PANEL 1
Blast helps Mark Sanchez lift Hail’s bed out of the van. A Copy stands ready to catch her.
| Blast: | Come on guys, we gotta hurry. |
PANEL 2
Shard fires new spikes at Harry Winton. Harry Winton dodges and directs a slam at Shard with a car.
| Shard: | Let’s see how you’d look as a porcupine. |
| Harry Winton: | Do you really think that hurt? |
PANEL 3
Tornado pulls herself up from the van with Blast’s help.
| Blast: | I need you to run Hail and Dr. Sanchez away from here |
| Tornado: | Run to where? |
PANEL 4
A Copy straps Mark Sanchez to Hail’s bed. Another Copy helps him.
| Copy: | Selina plaza, everything is ready. I’ll wait for you there. |
PANEL 5
Tornado grabs the bed. Blast gets battle ready.
| Tornado: | Great I’ll be waiting for you there. |
| Blast: | You won’t have to wait for long. This oversized lunatic will go easy. |
PAGE 16 – 5 PANELS
PANEL 1
Harry Winton slams at Shard on the asphalt. He’s even more muscular than before. Spikes fly from Shard’s body. Three Copys fly above them as they hold on to Harry Winton’s fists. They fade away as the fatal hits tear them apart. A fourth Copy is built beside them.
| Harry Winton: | You little bugs. No matter how many you are I’ll kill you. |
| Copy: (Fourth being built) | Bugs. Guys lets change name. I love the feeling of it. |
PANEL 2
Shard lays in a crater in the asphalt. He smiles.
| Shard: | You can tire yourself all you want. We never die. We never hurt. |
PANEL 3
Harry Winton tears two Copys away from his face. They poke his eyes. Another Copy bites his ears.
| Harry Winton: | Raaaargh |
| Copy: (Biting the ear) | How about Killer Ants. |
PANEL 4
Blast enters the scene of the battle. Shard rises from the crater.
| Blast: | Mind if I join in? |
| Shard: | Knock yourself out. |
PANEL 5
Blast fires at Harry Winton. All Copys and Shard lets go of Harry Winton and runs.
| Blast: | Great, dodge. |
PAGE 17 – 5 PANELS
PANEL 1
Harry Winton down on all four supporting himself on his hands. He is pissed. He grows even more muscular and bigger
| Harry Winton: | I’m getting tired of you. |
PANEL 2
Copys, Blast and Shard stand in battle ready position.
| Blast: | How great. We’re getting sick of you too. |
PANEL 3
Harry Winton rips a manhole cover off the asphalt and screams.
| Harry Winton: | Hyaaaaaaah |
PANEL 4
Harry Winton glancing over his shoulder.
| General Mordare: | That’s enough, don’t you think so. |
PANEL 5
Grunts appearing from everywhere.
No Dialogue
PAGE 18 – 4 PANELS
PANEL 1
Grunts line up around Shard, Blast and the Copys with General Mordare in the center.
| General Mordare: | You’re outnumbered. Please give us a reason to shot you into pieces. |
PANEL 2
Shard, Blast and 5 Copys in battle position.
| Blast: | Do you think numbers scare us? |
| Shard: | Do you really think bullets scare us. |
PANEL 3
General Mordare smiles.
| Grunt: | I find your confidence amusing. |
PANEL 4
View from a sniper on a roof. We see Blast, Shard, Copys, General Mordare and Grunts on the ground. On other roofs in the background we see more snipers (+some men with rockets)
| General Mordare: | Do you really think you stand a chance? |
PAGE 19 – 5 PANELS
PANEL 1
Close-up of Blast, Copys and Shard in battle stance.
| Blast: | Copy? |
| Copy: | We’ll die anyway. |
| Blast: | Shard? |
| Shard: | Like their bullets stand a chance. Blast? |
PANEL 2
Close-up of Blast’s glowing eyes.
| Blast: | I’m ready. |
PANEL 3
The Copys attack. Blast build a shield around himself. Shard fires spikes. Grunts fire back. Some Copys get hit immediately and die.
| Copy: | Frontline Unii… |
PANEL 4
Close-up of General Mordare. We see a glowing rock on his neck. Shard’s spikes float in the air in front of him.
| General Mordare: | Pathetic. |
PANEL 5
Shard’s spikes fall to the ground.
| General Mordare: (Off panel) | Kill them |
PAGE 20 – 5 PANELS
PANEL 1
A rocket launcher is fired at Blast and Shard.
No Dialogue
PANEL 2
Harry Winton slams Shard’s body to the ground. The smoke from the rocket is still thick.
No Dialogue
PANEL 3
Harry Winton slams Shard at Blast’s shield.
No Dialogue
PANEL 4
Blast and Shard crash into a wall.
No Dialogue
PANEL 5
Harry Winton slams Blast and Shard repeatedly while Grunts fire at them.
| Harry Winton: | Not as confident now, are you? |
PAGE 21 – 7 PANELS
PANEL 1
Harry Winton’s fists arises from hitting Blast’s shield (smoke arise from them). Spikes fly.
No Dialogue
PANEL 2
Harry Winton’s fists hit Blast’s shield. Copy’s bodies and spikes fly around them.
No Dialogue
PANEL 3
Blast’s shield fades.
No Dialogue
PANEL 4
Harry Winton’s fists hit again. Blast’s hand arise to protect himself. No spikes.
No Dialogue
PANEL 5
Harry Winton screams down at Blast and Shard (we don’t see Blast and Shard)
| Harry Winton: | Did you really think you could beat us? |
PANEL 6
Close-up of General Mordare behind Harry Winton.
| General Mordare: | Mayhem, leave them. |
PANEL 7
Blast and Shard lays passed out in the crater. Blast is bloody. Shard’s body is in one piece but twisted. His hip is dislocated from the rest of his body.
| General Mordare: | they are dead now. |
PAGE 22 – 6 PANELS
PANEL 1
Nick Farley arises from the table. He wipes his mouth.
| Nick Farley: | This has been a wonderful date. But I have some errands to run. We’ll have to do this again sometime. |
PANEL 2
Madelene Farley and Christopher Farley waves.
| Madelene Farley: | Bye. He seemed stressed Christopher, didn’t he? |
| Christopher Farley: | Yes, I hope he hasn’t taken on too much. |
PANEL 3
Nick Farley making a call.
| Nick Farley: | I need everything at Mila square! |
PANEL 4
Nick Farley raises his hand and a black car immediately appears.
| Nick Farley: | No! I need everyone! Now! |
PANEL 5
Nick Farley scratches his head.
| Nick Farley: | Drive, just drive. |
PANEL 6
Nick Farley throws his phone into the car window. He is angry and scared.
| Nick Farley: | Shit! |
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