Short screenplay for the fun Done Deal "raindrop" challenge, August '06.

       "The Forbidden Isle"

       FADE IN:

       EXT. TEMPLE - NIGHT

       SUPER:  Ancient Greece, 555 B.C.

       Armored FEMALE GUARDS at the column entrance look up as
       leathery wings FLAP overhead.

                             FEMALE GUARD
                 Harpies!


       INT. TEMPLE CHAMBER - NIGHT

       An OLD PRIESTESS kneels before a beautiful goddess statue.
       She looks up, frightened by the sound of those WINGS.


       INT. SLEEPING CHAMBER - NIGHT

       BRIALA, a virginal beauty, sits up in bed, panicked.  Her
       friend TIOLA on the next cot pushes herself up onto one
       elbow.

                             TIOLA
                 Another nightmare?

                             BRIALA
                 This time it seemed almost real.

       The curtain covering the doorway stirs.

                             BRIALA
                 Who's there?  Nerela, is that you?

       A claw tears the curtain down and a HARPY enters, she has
       the face and breasts of a woman, the leather flesh and
       wings of a demon.  Beautiful but terrifying.  Briala shrinks
       back, afraid.  Tiola draws a dagger from under her pillow
       and leaps up.

                             TIOLA
                 You will not have her!

       Tiola thrusts her dagger into the Harpy's shoulder.  The
       Harpy grabs Tiola by the neck and lifts her up -- SNAP!
       The Harpy throws Tiola's lifeless body aside.

       Briala pulls her blanket up to her nose and cowers as the
       Harpy advances on her.


       INT. TEMPLE HALLWAY - NIGHT

       DORIUS, a warrior, leaps into the hallway.  Dead FEMALE
       GUARDS sprawl on the floor, throats torn open.  Dorius
       prowls along the hallway, sword ready.

       The Old Priestess staggers out of a room, clutching her
       bloody side.  Dorius catches her and sits her down.  She
       looks up at him in wonder.

                             OLD PRIESTESS
                 Prince Dorius.  I knew your fates
                 were intertwined.  I knew it.  You
                 must save her.

                             DORIUS
                 Of what do you speak?  Save who?

       The Old Priestess points along the hallway.

                             OLD PRIESTESS
                 Beware, Dorius son of Damaros.
                 The night has claws!


       INT. SLEEPING CHAMBER - NIGHT

       Dorius skids to a stop at the door.  He sees Tiola, and
       two empty cots.  He runs on.


       EXT. TEMPLE ROOFTOP - NIGHT

       Two HARPIES with bloody claws stand over more dead GUARDS.
       The wounded Harpy climbs upstairs carrying unconscious
       Briala.  She tries to flap her wings but one wing isn't
       working, Tiola's dagger caused damage.

       The Harpies exchange looks.  The wounded Harpy passes Briala
       to the second Harpy, then lifts her chin, exposing her
       throat.  The third Harpy rips the wounded Harpy's throat
       open, killing her.

       The two Harpies flap off into the night, taking Briala
       with them.  Briala wakes up, realizes what's happening,
       and SCREAMS in terror.

       Dorius leaps upstairs, too late.  The wounded Harpy turns
       into a smoking oily puddle before Dorius's astonished eyes.


       INT. TEMPLE HALLWAY - NIGHT

       Dorius marches past a doorway.

                             WOMAN'S WHISPER (O.S.)
                 Dorius...

       Dorius stops, returns to the doorway.  Curious, he steps
       inside.


       INT. TEMPLE CHAMBER - NIGHT

       Dorius stares up at the goddess statue in awe.  He looks
       down, sees a gold disc attached to a chain.  He picks it
       up.  Engraved on one side, the goddess's face, on the
       reverse, a snake.  He bows to the statue and exits.


       INT. PALACE CHAMBER - NIGHT

       KING DAMAROS rises from his throne as Dorius marches in.
       OFFICERS and bearded PRIESTS gather to listen.

                             KING DAMAROS
                 It's true?  The water goddess's
                 temple is attacked?

                             DORIUS
                 The guards didn't stand a chance.
                 They took a girl--

                             HIGH PRIEST
                      (quickly)
                 Merely an acolyte, lord king!  Her
                 fate is sealed.  We shall pray for
                 her and those who perished.

                             DORIUS
                 Father, you know who sent the
                 Harpies.  Only one sorcerer commands
                 such power.

                             KING DAMAROS
                 Aye.  But no fleet can approach
                 the island of Goronius without
                 being destroyed by the Kraken.

                             HIGH PRIEST
                 We shall send a sacrifice to the
                 gods.  They will protect us from
                 further attacks.

                             DORIUS
                 Another acolyte?  Hasn't enough
                 blood been shed?

                             KING DAMAROS
                 Do not question the will of the
                 gods, my son.

       Dorius bows his head.  The High Priest strokes his beard
       and smiles smugly.


       INT. PALACE HALLWAY - NIGHT

       Dorius marches along, angry.  He stops, pulls out the gold
       disc, stares at it thoughtfully.


       EXT. CITY HARBOR - GALLEY - NIGHT

       A tough-looking bunch of WARRIORS wait for Dorius beside a
       high-bowed Greek war galley.

                             DORIUS
                 I sail for the island of Goronius
                 the sorceror.  Let any man who
                 does not wish to accompany me leave
                 now, with no disgrace.


       EXT. GALLEY AT SEA - DAY

       All the Warriors are with Dorius.  They look ahead, to an
       island of black rock that juts out of the sea.

                             MASTHEAD LOOKOUT
                 The Kraken!  The Kraken is coming!

       Something slithers through the sea, heading for the galley.
       Gleaming rainbow scales and arrays of swordlike fangs.  A
       monstrous sea serpent.

                             DORIUS
                 Goddess, aide us.

       Dorius hurls the gold disc into the sea.  The Kraken dives
       after the disc -- and doesn't come up again.  The relieved
       Warriors cheer.


       EXT. BEACH - DAY

       The galley is beached, Dorius jumps down onto black sand.

                             WARRIOR #1
                 The air... so dry.

                             WARRIOR #2
                 They say that's what preserves the
                 sorceror.  He's a thousand years
                 old.

                             DORIUS
                 Save your breath.  We must find
                 the girl.


       EXT. RUINED FORTRESS - DAY

       The Warriors stealthily approach the broken structure.


       INT. FORTRESS COURTYARD - DAY

       The Warriors are attacked by MUMMIFIED CORPSES.  Dorius
       cuts several down, dry sand leaks from their wounds.  Dorius
       looks up.  GORONIUS, a wrinkled ancient, watches from a
       balcony.  Dorius runs up a connecting stairway.  Goronius
       disappears inside.


       INT. SHADOWED CHAMBER - DAY

       Dorius cautiously enters.  A Harpy attacks him, Dorius
       parries her claws and cuts her down.

                             GORONIUS (O.S.)
                 So difficult to create.  Undone in
                 a heartbeat.  What do you seek,
                 Prince Dorius?

                             DORIUS
                 The temple acolyte your creatures
                 took.

                             GORONIUS (O.S.)
                 Very well.  Take your treasure and
                 go.

       Briala stumbles out of the shadows.  She presses herself
       against Dorius, sobbing.  Dorius leads Briala to the
       doorway.  She smiles cunningly.  As sunlight hits "Briala"
       she turns into a Harpy, but Dorius avoids her slashing
       claws and kills her.

       Dorius runs into the chamber and grabs the astonished
       sorcerer as he tries to flee through a secret door.

                             GORONIUS
                 Wait!  Wait!  This is all Kelios's
                 doing.

                             DORIUS
                 What does the high priest have to
                 do with this?

       INSERT:  The High Priest strokes his beard and smiles
       smugly.

                             GORONIUS
                 Kelios is jealous of the acolyte's
                 ability to make water from the
                 air.  He ordered her taken so he
                 might control her power.

                             DORIUS
                 A weather priestess!  We have been
                 without one for so long.

                             GORONIUS
                 Let me live and I will take you to
                 her.


       INT. PRISON CELL - DAY

       Dorius pushes Goronius inside.  Briala runs into Dorius's
       arms.

                             BRIALA
                 I dreamt of this moment.  But I
                 did not believe it, until now.

                             DORIUS
                 Moments ago I held a Harpy who
                 looked just like you.  Prove you
                 are the water goddess's chosen
                 acolyte.

       Briala bites her lip, uncertain.  Behind Dorius, Goronius
       draws a hidden dagger.  Briala concentrates and a water
       droplet plops onto Goronius's brow.  Goronius SCREAMS and
       shrivels and vanishes, only his robes remain.

                             DORIUS
                 He could not abide moisture.  And
                 you are who you claim to be.

       Dorius takes Briala in his manly arms, she shudders with
       pleasure.


       EXT. CITY HARBOR - GALLEY - DAY

       King Damaros greets Dorius as he disembarks.  The Old
       Priestess hugs Briala.  Dorius glares at the High Priest
       who slinks away.  Dorius sees Briala receive upsetting
       news from the Old Priestess.  He excuses himself and joins
       them.  Briala wipes away tears and puts on a brave smile.

                             OLD PRIESTESS
                 I always suspected Briala had the
                 gift, and protected her as best I
                 could.  She will become our high
                 priestess.  It is her destiny.  I
                 am sorry.

                             DORIUS
                 I don't understand...

                             OLD PRIESTESS
                 If she shares your cot, prince,
                 her gift will leave her.  She
                 belongs to the water goddess now,
                 and to the city.  Farewell, Prince
                 Dorius.  And thank you.

       He watches them go.  Briala looks back once.  The crowd
       swallows them.

       FADE OUT

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