THE WILL
By MARC ADRIAN REYES
Chapter 1 · Episode 6 - "THE ALPHA AND THE BETA"
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INT. CONFERENCE ROOM - NIGHT
Marc's team is surrounded. Major Santos has them cuffed to chairs and shoved into a cold, fluorescent-lit conference room. Agatha drags Sophia in - bound, bruised, eyes full of panic.
MAJOR SANTOS
(smiling like a crocodile)
Not so strong now, Captain, huh?
MARC
(struggling against the cuffs)
Untie me - let's find out.
MAJOR SANTOS
Not gonna happen.
(looks at Yna)
Your wife... she's beautiful, isn't she?
MARC
Why, you jealous?
MAJOR SANTOS
No - you should be. For what I plan to do to her.
Marc's face goes white. He watches as Santos steps closer and inhales sharply at Yna's neck. The look on Santos's face is sick, triumphant.
MARC
(voice like ice)
Bastard.
MAJOR SANTOS
(sniffs)
She smells... intoxicating.
(kisses her neck; Yna flinches and strains against her binds)
Marc's eyes flare - a dangerous, silent red. The whole room stares, breath held.
MAJOR SANTOS
(rips Yna's top off; the room freezes)
Wow.
MARC
(calm, deadly)
If I get out of this, Santos... I swear I will make you pay.
MAJOR SANTOS
(soft, hungry smile)
I've waited for this for a long time.
YNA
(screaming, fighting)
No!!!
She breaks from two men and launches a desperate strike. Santos drives a fist into her stomach; she crumples, doubled over. He strikes again.
MAJOR SANTOS
(impressed, to Marc)
A fighter. I like that.
ELLA
(through tears, bound nearby)
She's pregnant!
MAJOR SANTOS
(turns to Ella)
Don't worry, sweetheart - my men will have their fun later.
(smiles at Marc)
Watch me while I take your wife, Captain.
Marc stares. His hands tremble. Every muscle in his body tightens; the only thing in his head is the promise of retribution. Yna looks up at him through tears - hopeless, humiliated, pleading with her eyes.
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INT. HOLDING ROOM - SAME TIME
Agatha stands across the compound with Sophia on a steel table, hands bound.
SOPHIA
(voice small)
Agatha... please. Untie me.
AGATHA
You abandoned me.
SOPHIA
I didn't abandon you. My foster parents and I moved to the U.S. I- I tried to bring you with us. I asked them to adopt you.
AGATHA
Liar.
SOPHIA
I told them to adopt you too, so we could be together. But when we got there... someone else adopted you.
AGATHA
I don't believe you.
Four men enter the room. They're leering, shoving their hands at the bound Sophia. She tries to curl up, to protect herself.
SOPHIA
(voice breaking)
Agatha, no- this isn't you.
AGATHA
(eyes hollow, then a flicker of guilt)
I just want you to know what it felt like.
The men advance. Sophia cries out as they overwhelm her. Agatha watches, struck by a wave of nausea and raw, confusing emotion. Her face betrays the battle inside her: revenge vs. the sister she remembers.
AGATHA
(voice cracks)
Stop!
The men laugh. Agatha snaps. She pulls a gun and fires without hesitation. The men fall. The room goes deathly silent.
Sophia sits shaking, covering herself, sobbing uncontrollably.
SOPHIA
(sobbing)
You wanted your twin to be... gang-raped? How could you-?
AGATHA
(softly, grief-stricken)
I thought I wanted revenge. I thought hurting you would fix the years... but standing there, seeing you like that - I realized I only ever wanted you back. I'm so sorry.
Agatha collapses beside her, pulling Sophia into a fierce, ashamed hug. She hands Sophia her uniform like an offering, an apology that won't be enough.
SOPHIA
(whispers)
How did you meet him? Major Santos?
AGATHA
He found me two weeks ago - found my face in the streets. He said he recognized me. He showed me your picture and promised revenge. After a week, I... I trusted him. I let him in.
SOPHIA
(outraged)
You slept with him? That monster - did he...?
AGATHA
(looks to the door)
He experimented on his wife and son. He's worse than you can imagine.
Sophia scrambles to her feet and rushes for the door.
SOPHIA
Come on. We have to help Marc.
AGATHA
(stops her; a hard, quiet resolve)
No. I'll stay. I have things I need to fix here.
SOPHIA
You're coming with me.
AGATHA
(blurred eyes, a whisper)
Okay. But not yet.
Sophia grabs a pistol and runs.
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INT. BACK BALCONY - NIGHT
Jerome and Arnel press against a shadowed balcony overlooking the conference room. They see Yna, naked and silent, covering herself. Their faces go cold.
JEROME
(whispers)
Stay quiet.
He sees Jomari behind them.
JOMARI
I want to help.
JEROME
You left the doctor alone?
JOMARI
He has my gun.
ARNEL
(urgent)
Stop arguing. We have to move.
They peek down and hear everything.
Inside, Santos mocks Marc.
MAJOR SANTOS
(mocking)
Why so quiet, Captain? Cat got your tongue?
Santos laughs cruelly as Marc sits, forced calm.
ELLA
You're working with the Chinese?
MAJOR SANTOS
(laughs darkly)
Oh no, darling. The Chinese are just a decoy.
JEFF
Decoy?
MAJOR SANTOS
(smiling wickedly)
Using the tension between the two countries to hide our real motives.
ELLA
You're evil!
MAJOR SANTOS
Yes - and I'll prove how evil I am.
(draws his gun, aims at Yna's head)
Yna doesn't move; trauma pins her to the floor. Marc's eyes glaze, glassy with pain. Santos's finger tightens on the trigger.
Suddenly - a shot. The trigger hand twitches. Santos cries out and drops the gun, clutching his forearm. Flash-bang detonates: light, noise, chaos.
MARC
(roaring)
Close your eyes!
In the confusion, Jerome, Arnel and Jomari leap in, cutting through ropes, slamming chairs, taking out Santos's men. Major Santos orders a retreat.
MAJOR SANTOS
Fire! Get them!
Jomari yanks cuffs off Marc.
JOMARI
(rough, apologetic)
I'm sorry-
Marc stands, snatches Jomari's bolo from his back, and bolts after Santos.
ELLA
(tears streaming, runs to Yna)
Ma'am - here! (She pulls off her uniform top and wraps it around Yna, covering her trembling body).
YNA
(holding the uniform tight, voice cracking)
Marc!!!
(She watches as Marc storms out after Santos, rage and pain burning in his eyes.)
The room erupts into chaos. Marc's blade flashes through enemies - every strike precise, brutal, unstoppable.
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CAPTAIN MARC SANDIEGO - POV
Marc chases the bleeding Major Santos down a glass-lined corridor. Santos stumbles into a room and slams a button. Marc barrels in.
MARC
(shouting)
Santos!!!
MAJOR SANTOS
(grinning from behind the glass)
Let's see if your loyalties hold when I tell the country who's behind this - that the president ordered everything!
MARC
(whispers, furious)
I don't care about politics. I care about your head.
Santos slams another button. Heavy steel doors grind open - and dozens of infected flood out. Then dozens become hundreds, until the corridor swarms with a wall of twisted, shrieking bodies.
Santos laughs as he escapes through the emergency exit.
MAJOR SANTOS
Bye, Captain!
Marc watches him disappear, gripping his bolo tighter. The horde advances - a sea of infected closing in from every direction.
MARC
(under his breath, cold and fearless)
You'll need more than thousands of freaks to stop me.
He charges headfirst into the swarm - a single man against an army.