[ferretchucker]

Opening credits roll. Fade to a shot of the disheveled house which Rayne and Demon Seed live in. Fade to the basement. Rayne is lying asleep when her eyes slowly open. She rolls her arm over and grabs at the nothingness beside her. Her eyes grow sad. She stands up facing the wall and puts on a t-shirt fashioned from what looks like some curtains.

Rayne: Is there any of that cat left for breakfast?

No reply. She turns around and sees the rags on which Demon Seed sleep empty. Her eyes widen.

Rayne: Shit!

She grabs an axe from the floor and races up the stairs. Cut to Demon Seed. It's early morning and he's standing on a hill, gazing off into the distance. Up in the distance he can see a great cloud eagle flying. It appears to be carrying a figure in it's talons. He sighs. The sounds of footsteps breaks his trance. He spins around, pointing his rifle. It's Rayne. She looks furious.

Demon Seed: Ah, hell...

Rayne: Damn right, Mr! What the hell do you think you're doing? I thought I'd taught you better. Always tell me where you're going! At least leave a note. And look!

She signals towards the Cloud Eagle.

Rayne: For my sake, wait until mid day at least. Wait 'til the eagles go to sleep.

Demon Seed: I know-

Rayne: Do you? It doesn't seem like it! Your being here is evident of it! Lucky I found you. Anything could have happened.

Demon Seed: I know.

She looks sadly at him.

Rayne: I've already lost one man...don't make me lose another.

Her eyes begin to well up.

Demon Seed: He's out there, mum. I know he is.

Rayne: Of course.

She hugs him close.

Demon Seed: He's a fighter.

Rayne continues to hug him, his eyes are closed. As he opens them he spots something in the distance which clearly shocks him.

Demon Seed: Hey! Hey!

He breaks free of his mother's grasps and slides down the gravely hill. Rayne turns quickly and spots it. No more than 100 yards away, a figure crawls along the ground. Whoever it is, they look exasperated and dehydrated from the heat. Rayne runs after her son.

Rayne: D! D, don't get too close!

Demon Seed: Hey you!

The man looks up; it's Roshiq. He smiles with genuine joy at the sight of them.

Roshiq: Oh thank God!

He starts to stand up, but Demon brandishes the gun, stopping just short of Roshiq.

Demon Seed: Don't get up. What's your name, traveller?

Roshiq: Its...it's...

Demon Seed: Stop stalling and tell me your fucking name!

Rayne catches up.

Rayne: Language!

Demon Seed: Sorry...

Roshiq: Roshiq...my name is Roshiq.

Rayne: What?

Demon Seed: He said his name is Roshiq. What brings you here?

Roshiq: Water...I need water.

Demon Seed: We got water. What have you got?

Rayne: Wait.

Roshiq: I'm a good hunter...I can help you hunt.

Rayne: No-

Demon Seed: We'll give you some water...come with us-

Rayne: Shut up!

Demon Seed looks at her, shocked at the outburst. Rayne crouches and looks at Roshiq. She goes to touch his face but he flinches.

Rayne: Roshiq? Roshiq the river man?

Roshiq: What did you say?

Rayne: Was that your name? Were you a river man?

Roshiq: I...I think so.

Demon Seed: Mum, do you know this guy?

Rayne: Be quiet!

She turns back to Roshiq.

Rayne: It is you. You used to have a green boat, remember?

Roshiq: A green boat? Did I?

He clasps his hand to his head.

Roshiq: Ahgh...I can't think straight.

Rayne looks at Demon Seed, then back to Roshiq.

Rayne: You're coming back with us. We'll get you some water and see if you can't talk more.

Roshiq looks up at her and smiles again. Cut to a hollowed out cave room. It's relatively small but is full of loud people. Some music is playing through speakers on the wall. It's a bar. Tables are set out with odd chairs surrounding them. The bar itself is mad of corrogated iron with rags thrown over it. Behind it are large metal casks with makeshift taps sticking out of them. The casks have labels painted on, such as "Bodwoser" and "Vodkar". Friday13thfan is serving people. A middle aged woman is clearing dented iron flasks from the tables. She walks past Newb arguing with another older man who has a beard. She smiles. This is Hammerfan.

Hammerfan: Still not decided?

Neverending: I'm just not buying it.

Newb: I'm telling you, I've eaten it and it is awesome.

Neverending: Where did you get it from?

Newb: They still breed them all the time in England. They have entire fields covered in them.

Neverending: And that's where the story goes wrong. No way have you visited England. To cross the Atlantic is impossible. Hasn't been done since Red Button Day.

Newb: Think what you want, I'm telling you, I've eaten it.

Neverending: Sure. So you're telling me there's an ugly, fat, blubbery animal which has a tail like a spring and a flat nose? It's massive weight is supported only by tiny hooves and they bathe in mud.

Newb: Yep. And they're clever.

Neverending: Of course! They're intelligent too. And these creatures are called...?

Newb: Pigs.

Neverending: Right. Pigs. Of course, how could I forget? Such an elegant name. But for some strange reason, people don't call the meat pig?

Newb: Nope. They call it pork, ham, bacon, gammon, scratchings, sausages and faggots.

Neverending bursts out laughing.

Neverending: You're fulla shit, Newb. Why would they give it so many names?

Newb: Different parts of it, duh.

Neverending: Right, right...I'm off to host my show.

He gets up and walks out of the bar.

Hammerfan: I believe you, babe.

She smiles at him.

Newb: Thanks...been to see Angra, yet?

Hammerfan: No, where is he?

Newb: Hospital ward, had an accident with a Cloud Eagle.

Hammerfan: Holy shit.

Newb: Yeh...messed him up pretty bad. But it's his own fault. He made mistakes. If I wasn't there, I don't know what he'd have done...

Cut to Neverending walking through the caves. He gets into a very small room which still has some pipes leaking into it from the old sewer. He presses a few buttons on the makeshift mixing desk in front of him and puts on some earphones. He begins talking.

Neverending: Never fear, it's me, your crazy Uncle Ozma ready to liven up your no doubt shitty day in the eternally dreary wasteland! Still, better to be here in HDC than out in the wastes. I'm gonna talk about those mental Tekkies and the lengths they go to to get our...well, out tech.

The camera pans around to behind the table he's sitting at. Attached to the back of the table is a small bomb. It has the letter T imprinted on the back of it. One of the many wires sticking out of it leads to one of the switches on the desk.

Neverending: But first, I'm gonna play my first tune of the show. And trust me, this one's gonna blow your socks off!

He puts a casette in the player and flicks the switch. A small "ding" sound, then the room explodes. Flames instantly engulf Neverending melting the skin from his bones. His carcass flies out into the caves. The hollowed out town shakes and rocks begin falling. People scream in terror. Ending credits roll.