Int. Boys locker rooms - high school - noon
SAMUAL KNIGHT, 16, races through a boys' locker room, half-naked in his boxers. He races from what? More like who. He dodges opened lockers and water from the showers. He quickly loses his footing as he turns the corner, and smacks his head against frigid concrete. His eyes flutter, as the football boys' outlines appear on a wall in the distance, with hooting and hollering as Sam tries to sustain consciousness.
JACK MCCOY, 17, light brown hair and green eyes, the quarterback stereotypical bully, walks around the corner with a bunch of other boys dressed in leather man jackets. He slams his fist into the lockers next to him, leaving a dent and cracks his knuckles.
Jack
Where's Dex-boy or your big brothers now, Sammie?
Jack steps forward under the locker room lights.
Samual
They uh, they're—
Sam hesitates, looking around for something to defend himself with as Jack moves closer, his eyes locked on Samual's. Warm red blood oozes from the back of Sam's head, and the room spins.
INTERCUT - SAMUAL'S POV
Jack
They're not here.
The room spins in a dizzying haze as vertigo kicks and Samual's eyes flutter. Then, the door swings open, and what Samual hopes is his brawny brother Matthew turns out to be GARRISON WRIGHT, saving the day.
Garrison
Back off!
END OF INTERCUT
Jack's breath grows heavy as he turns on his feet.
Garrison
Go home before I call your father, McCoy.
Jack spits in front of Garrison.
Jack
You're full of shit if you think you can tell me what to fucking do, Garrison. My dad will have you fired in a split second.
Garrison smiles in disbelief staring down Jack.
Garrison
Do you think I'm afraid of brats like you? Your dad may be a high-ranking school board member, but you're a nobody? So I'm ordering you to back off now.
Jack spits near Samual's face. Samual scoots away towards Garrison.
Jack
I don't take orders from anyone but my dad.
Garrison
You're a sick and twisted son of a bitch. What did Sam do to you?
Jack clicks his tongue and clenches his fists.
Jack
(Louder)
Sam is at the top of the food chain. He breathes. That's what he did.
Garrison
You are a selfish son of a bitch!
Sam smears blood from his nose on the concrete as he slowly loses consciousness. SILENCE. Then, Garrison slugs his fist into Jack's face. Then, as Samual's heartbeat hammers to a slow pace, the world:
Fades to black.
Int. Science laboratory - high school - noon
Garrison wraps his broken fist in a long piece of gauze. Samual presses a cold bean bag to his neck, watching Garrison scribble down something on a blank notepad at his desk with his injured hand.
Garrison
The next time Jack does that shit to you, call me, okay Sam.
Samual
(Cracking voice)
Jack's dad is going to cremate your ass. You'll get fired, and Jack will kick my ass even harder. What the fuck were you thinking?
Garrison sighs, leaning against a desk.
Garrison
Don't worry about me, Samual. Can you close up the lab for me today?
Samual
Sure.
Garrison rubs his palms together, his eyes focused on the computer.
Garrison
I'll see you tomorrow Mr. Knight.
He shut down his laptop, stuffs it in his bag, and wanders out of the classroom.
Samual is left me with rows full of toxic-smelling chemical experiments lining the off-white tables. He stands behind Garrisons' desk, feeling around for a magic button, but there is no luck for a while. Samual panics, his breath catching in my throat until...
CLICK!
He finds the button right under the dry erase marker, casually sitting by itself on the opposite side of the board.
The ground rumbles as the walls change, and the board melts into the floor below like a car window. A gust of wind hit Sam as he enters the small, spacious, white, safe room in utter disbelief.
Lined tables with hundreds upon hundreds of test-tube experiments fill the tiny laboratory. Sam navigates through tables, examining the various floating shelves in the background. There are more experiments than he can count on shelves and tables and a chrome laser sitting in the background, untouched.
Two of Sam's friend's round the corner bursting through the doorway. DEXTER MARIAN, 17, the sporty jock. He's on the football team and close to joining the police academy, following his dad's and two older brothers' footsteps, however, science and biology being his most vital subjects, he rather stick with Samual, and DANIELLE SCOTT, 16, blue eyes, jet black haired gorgeous Latina, girl next door type. She's intelligent, pretty, athletic, and different from the other girls.
Dexter
Holy shit! You're in Garrison's layer! What did Garrison say he did again?
Samual
He works for...Don't touch anything.
The three best friends split up. Dexter flicks a beaker full of liquid on the left side of the room. An awful stink made Danielle's nostrils pucker as she stares inside a filthy rat cage full of dirty, dead rats.
They wander around the room, looking for something more exciting than creepy. Dexter starts taking pictures using his phone. He backs up into the laser, which hummed to life next to him. He throws his hands in the air and freezes.
Then, in a split second, Samual trips over an extension cord strung across the room, and he stumbles into many experimental vials lying on an open table, crashing to the floor. The glass shatters all over the floor as blood seeps from cuts, and experimental fluids draw deep into Sam's wounds like a scene from Venom.
Samual is almost lifeless on the ground. My eyes aren't closed, but the liquids paralyze him while his body turns a shade of pastel blue.
Danielle
Sam!
Danielle and Dexter rush to his aid.
Dexter
What did you do, Sammie?
Dexter yanks a large chunk of glass from Samual's calf, leaving cuts along his palm and my leg squirting blood all over the floor as I groaned aloud in pain.
Danielle
Sam'll bleed out.
Dani and Dex push a pile of glass away from Samual's limp body, working together to get as much of the oozing mess away from him. Danielle cuts herself. Then, Dexter falls to the floor as fluids draw to his wounds. Then, Danielle collapses next to him, paralyzing themselves as whatever experiments Garrison work on trickling into their wounds, leaving them frozen in place on the floor.
Danielle
(weak)
Samual... Dex...
Then, the laser hums again, and a bright beam zaps Dexter first, then Danielle and Sam. Everything faded as their eyelids flutter, their hearts pounding into a slow slumber before their pulses stall. The lights flicker as a computer sparks in the background and the room spins before it:
Fades to darkness.
INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - GOVERNMENT FACILITY - DAY
Sam's eyes flutter open as his eyes adjust to the white room. He's strapped to a metal table. Steel bands bind his wrists and ankles, preventing Sam from moving his arms and legs freely, as an IV continuously feeds green liquid into his veins.
Every inch of Sam's body feels as though they're engulfed in flames as he thrashes around. Sweat drips from every pore in his body, and he groans in discomfort.
He doesn't even notice GARRISON WRIGHT, his science teacher, and his naive brother, ALEXANDER KNIGHT, in the room until Alexander clears his throat in the corner. Sam shares a pleading look for help, but they both ignored him.
SAM
A-Alex, stop! D-dad is going to-
Sam shifts on the table, yelling and writhing in pain. Mr. Wright studies Sam, jotting down notes on his digital notepad. Sam's vision blurs in and out, but he sustains consciousness while watching his brother, Alexander.
Garrison plucks two syringes on a floating table and jams them into Sam's upper thigh, causing him to jolt in excruciating pain, and Sam's vision slowly...
FADE TO BLACK.
INT. laboratory - - Two hours later
Samual's eyes flutter open as he gasps for air. Alexander sits in a chair in front of him, observing. An IV is still attached to Samual's arm, but nothing runs through the tube.
Samual's shirt is missing, and he's suddenly stronger. A bandage wound covers the left side of Samual's muscled abdomen. Samual pulls on my restraints again. Alexander rushes over and presses Sam back against the bed, making miserable eye contact.
Alexander
It's okay. You're okay.
Samual lays back down. SILENCE. Then...
Alexander
Samual, say something, goddamn it!
Alex stares at Samual with a blank expression. Samual cleared his throat.
Samual
Alex! What's going on? Why am I here? What did you do to me?
Samual tugs on his restraints again, but Alexander pushes him back against the table.
Alexander
I'm building an army with your DNA. A super-soldier army.
Alex adjusts his gloves, snapping them in place.
Samual
Dad will be pissed when he discovers what you did.
One restraint snaps free, the steel breaks apart under my strength. He rips out his IV. Alex jumps back in surprise before Sam rips his other wrist restraint-free. Then he sits up and pulls his ankles free.
Alexander
Sam, I'm sorry. You'd be dead if it weren't for Garrison and me. I had to do it. Do you remember what happened?
Series of QUICK SHOTS -
- Jack MCCOY hitting Sam.
- The safe room opening,
- The accident with Dexter and Danielle.
End of quick shots.
Samual
You're a narcissist piece of shit. It's no wonder dad hates you.
Samual yanks from the table while Alex panics.
Alexander
Sit down, Sammie! NOW!
Samual walks toward the door, but Alex blocks the doorway, his sweaty palms pressing against Samual's chest.
Samual
You don't get to call me that, you sick psychopath. Dad should have sent you to the military when he had the chance.
Alexander swallows deeply, panic rushing over him.
Alexander
Dad is--I-I can't let you go, Samual.
Alex gulps. The two brother's are face to face, breathing each other's breath. Alexander flushes red anxiously.
Samual
I need to go home.
Alex huffs.
Alexander
You're safer in here than out there.

Samual takes a couple more steps toward his brother.
Samual
Why?
Alexander
We haven't quite gathered all the research yet.
Samual inches even closer to the doorway. Alex backs up.
Samual
What research?
Alexander
(Manic rage)
Sit the bloody fuck down, Sam!
Sam and Alexander lock eyes, anger building inside both boys.
Samual
What project, Alexander?!
Beat.
SAmual
I want to get out of here, and if you don't move out of my way, I'll make you.

Alex panics, his sweaty palms sinking into Samual's biceps before backing away from the door.
Alexander
Go left down the hallway, right into the front room, and out the front access door. I'll see you at home, Sammie.
Alex moves from the doorway. Samual charges the door into the hallways in a split second, ramming into an emergency exit to the open city streets.
Ext. city streets - burbank, CA - MORNING
INTERCUT - SAMUAL'S POV
The streets flash by in a blur. Samual dodges cars and buildings more quickly than a speeding bullet. Then, SLAM! He collides with an UBER car and collapses on the floor. Horns honk as the driver pulls over.
A young man, an UBER DRIVER, exits his car and approaches Samual as spectators watched them. Samual assesses a significant dent where the vehicle collided with his body, but the man and Samual seem unscathed
Uber driver
Hey. Are you alright?
Samual nods and hoisted himself off the floor, dusting crushed concrete off his body. The Uber driver pulls his cell phone from his pocket, and minutes later, sirens blare in the distance.
Uber driver
I hit you pretty hard. You should probably stay down.
Samual takes a seat off to the side. Sirens wail nearby.
Uber driver
They want you to lie down so they can make sure you're stable.
Sam lays back against the curb. Three police cars, two ambulances, and a fire truck block traffic. Two cops, and two paramedics, walk Samual's way. Samual barely recognizes officer one, but he feels calm knowing he's there.
Cop One
Sam? Your dad has been worried sick about you. Where the hell have you been?
Officer two pulls out his notepad but writes nothing down.
Cop two
You okay, Sam?
Samual
I-I...
Samual's heart hammers.
Officer One
Nick, Call sheriff Knight and tell him we found Sam.
NICK nods, walking off and pulling out his cell phone.
Officer one
Do you know where you are?
Samual searches the wide open streets for a moment. His heart flutters.
Samual
(Panicked)
Are Danielle and Dexter okay?
Dylan sighs as an eerie chill causes Samual to shiver.
Officer One
They're okay. We found them before we found you.

Officer two wanders towards them.
Officer Two
I contacted the station and told Chief Knight we're transporting his son to Providence.
Officer Two bounces on the ball of his shoes and shoves his phone in his pocket.
Officer One nods, gestures one second to Samual and walks away with Officer Two. The Paramedics walk over, kneeling down.
Paramedic One
Are you hurt?

The Paramedic reaches out touching Samual's chest as Samual hisses. Then... Samual lifts his shirt, revealing the bloodstains and bruises on his chest. Nick presses hard against my chest and pulls the bandage off his healed stomach.
(Edit here)
Paramedic Two
Does anything hurt?
Samual shakes his head.
Samual
No.
Nick glances at the dent in the car and pulled a small flashlight from his pocket.
Paramedic Two
You're fortunate. You know that?
Samual stares off into the distance at the Uber driver. Nick points a flashlight at Sam's eyes, and Sam pulls his wrist to his face, blocking the light.
Paramedic Two
Do you remember anything about the guy who took you?

Samual
N-no.
Samual jerks away from the flashlight hitting my pupils.
Paramedic
It's okay. We'll get a report from the other officers before we leave.
Nick pulled the flashlight away from my eyes.
Paramedic Two
Can you stand?
Samual stands, and Nick and Gregory guide Samual to the stretcher. Then, they wheel him to the ambulance and load me inside.
INT. Hospital room - Hospital - Day
Samual's eyes flicker open on the silent count of three, as he tumbles in the air. His eyes shoot to the ground, nine feet below him, then to Matthew and Alexander. Sam and Alexander glare at each other.
Matthew
Holy shit, Sammie. You're floating. Dad is going to kill you!
Samual
What the fuck am I supposed to do?
Alexander watches Sam while faking shock. Matthew shuffles in front of the doorway, peering out and guarding it so nobody else can wander in.
Alexander
How the bloody fuck did this happen, Samual.
Samual
I-I—I don't know.
Matthew growls.
Matthew
Are you fucking kidding me, Sam. You have superpowers? Dad is going to lose his shit. Who did this to you-
Samual glares at Alexander again, and Alex smirks.
A knock on the opening of the hospital room doorway startles the three young men. Samual's eyes flutter as he focuses on Danielle standing in a hospital gown with a teddy bear dressed as superman in her arm and a balloon that read, "Get well soon," before plummeting from the sky to the bed below.
Danielle
Hey, strange - - Sam?! Were you, uh—
Her eyes widen in shock as she stares at Samual. Sam's mouth gapes open, surprised to see her standing there. Alexander shuffles past her out the doorway.
Samual
Dani?
Matthew moves out of the way. Danielle rushes over to his bedside, getting under the sheets next to Sam and wrapping her arms around his muscular torso.
Samual strokes her hair out of her face as she leans in and presses her lips against his. Sam lifts off the bed an inch and Danielle grabs him, keeping Sam grounded.
Samual
(Whispering with a relieved smile)
Hey.
Finally, Matthew clears his throat snapping the two of them out of their romantic gaze.
Danielle
Hey, Matthew.
Danielle smiles at him. Then, she glares at Alexander, saying nothing to him.
Samual
Where is Dexter?
Danielle
Dex is a few doors away. I visited him too, but I wasn't sure you were here, Sam.
Samual leans in, shifting her chin toward his lips, and kisses her softly.
Samual
I'm right here, Dani, and I'm not going anywhere.
Samual looks at her before their eyes shift to Alexander.
Matthew
Maybe we should go somewhere else.
Alex storms into the hospital hallway and Matthew steps out.
Samual
What happened, Dani? I thought I had lost you for a moment.
Danielle
I thought you would say something about Alexander to Matt.
She digs her face into Samual's neck and snuggles into his body.
Danielle
(Muffled)
Someone needs to stop him.
She presses her forehead against Samual's shoulder.
Samual
I can't, Dani...
Danielle
Why?
Samual
He'll kill you, Dex, or me. He could kill all of us. I don't want to risk it.
Suddenly she lifts her head, her blue eyes watching him.
Danielle
Are you going to tell your dad? He is the chief, after all.
Samual
(Soothing)
He'll kill us.
Samual runs his fingers up and down her delicate spine.
Danielle
Sam, please. Please!
Samual shakes his head and readjusts himself on the bed.
Danielle
Sam, I—
Long beat. She takes a deep breath.
Danielle
I'm pregnant. Alexander made me do it. It's yours.
Sam sucks air through his teeth.
Samual
(Angry)
What did that son of a bitch do?
Danielle
He took your, you know, and planted it inside me while they knocked you out. You've been out for six and a half months, Sam.
Danielle pulls up her shirt and shows Samual her baby bump. Sam stares for a moment, unsure if he should touch her or not.
Tears fall from her eyes as she gets comfy in Samual's arms.
Danielle
Sam, what are we going to do? We can't have a baby. We're only sixteen. My dad will kill me--
She trails off, her warm body relaxing in Samual's arms as he holds her.
Samual
I'll figure something out.
Dani grabs Samual's palm and guides it hand to her bump.
Samual
Six weeks. That's a while.
Samual shifts his hand on her stomach.
Danielle
I didn't want to name her without you by chance. I would get to see you again.
Samual
Her?
Samual's eyebrows knit together.
Danielle
Yeah, her.
She presses her hand against Samual's. Dexter walks through the door in a gown and locks his eyes on Danielle's baby bump in shock.
Dexter
Whoa. When did you guys, uh...
(He scratched his neck in confusion.)
When did you guys have time to fuck and make a...Congratulations.
Suddenly Matthew barrels through the door.
Matthew
Alex left, and he told me to tell you...
(His bulging eyes landed on Danielle's baby bump.)
Whoa, you are in so much trouble, Sammie.
Samual
I know.
Samual's eyes turn to the floor. Danielle pulls her shirt down, and Samual slips his hand away from her stomach.
Matthew
I'll make sure not to say anything to dad. He's already mad at Sasha and me.
There's an awkward silence in the room, but chaos reigns just outside the doorway as a trauma patient is rushed past the door.
Samual
Thanks.
Samual grimaces and nods at him.
Matthew
No problem. I'll be back to pick you up when they release you later.

Matthew nods and leaves the room. Dexter wanders over to the opposite side of the room, snuggling on the bed.
Dexter
We're in so much trouble.
Dexter gets comfy snug next to Sam.
Danielle
Yeah, no shit.
Silence. All three teens break into laughter.
Danielle
Let's agree never to leave each other.
Dexter
You two have a baby on the way. I don't want to get involved.
Samual scoffs.
Samual
Oh, come on, Dex. When has that ever stopped you?"
Dexter
Fine.
Dexter reaches his fist out in front of them.
Dexter
Fists out?
Danielle and Sa, simultaneously put their fists out, pressed against each other.
Dexter
Here's to friends—
Danielle
—and always having each other back.
Samual
On the count of three...One. Two...... THREE...
They throw their hands in the air.
Ext. Hiking trail - glendale, CA - morning
INTERCUT - VIDEO-CAM POV
Samual zooms up and down a long hiking trail.
Dexter
You went from science nerd to super jock in a single accident. When your dad finds out, he will lose his shit.
Samual
I know. Matt and I haven't told Henry or him yet.
Danielle sinks her feet into the dirt, her stomach bulging.
Danielle
Poor Henry. He gets left out on a lot of your family secrets.
Samual
Do you like him or something?
Samual walks with her side by side. Danielle shoves Samual nearly off a cliff, but he catches himself before tumbling.
Danielle
No genius. I like you.
She gives a goofy grin to the camera. Dexter chuckles, turning the camera on himself.
Dexter
There you go, ladies and gentlemen. Dani has a crush on Super-boy.
Danielle pushes Dexter this time, giggling. I just about thought she would go into labor. Dexter turned the camera back on Danielle and me, zooming in on her face.
Danielle
(Playful)
Shut up, Dex.
Dexter turns the camera back to himself again.
Dexter
Ooh, pregnancy hormones. They're scarier than you, Sam.
Dexter turns the camera back around, laughing, and barely loses his footing on a small pebble, but Samual catches his fall.
Samual
It's okay if you like me, Dani, because I like you too.
Dexter chuckles, weaving the camera at another angle.
Dexter
Are you two going to kiss?
I rolled my eyes at him.
Samual
Hmm. Maybe.
Samual grins, slamming my hand into the camera. Then, he wiggles his eyebrows at Danielle and takes her hands, pulling her close, their lips touching. Then, a mouse worms around the screen and the video pauses.
Cut to:
Int. Laboratory - day
TIME LAPSE - FOUR YEARS LATER
We pull out to a video on a computer in front of Samual stilled on a image of Samual and Danielle kissing. Samual sits at a desk in a white laboratory with experiments strewn about. Danielle walks up behind him.
Danielle
Hey, Sam.
SAmual
You're about ready to burst.
Samual smiles at Danielle, brushing his palm against her baby bump.
Danielle
Yeah, I know. I think today might be the day.
She holds Samual's hand in place on her tummy. Maximus kicks and Samual blushes, melting into his seat with a proud grin.
Danielle
Do you have anything new on the project? Anything we can blackmail Alex with?

Samual rolls away from the computer for just a moment, grabbing a stack of papers off to the side.
Samual
Not yet, but I'm getting somewhere.
She jolts as Maximus gives another strong kick in her gut.
Danielle
I'm really feeling like Max will make an appearance today.
She collects herself from that minor blow.
Sam chuckles nervously.

Samual
Me too. Soon, he'll be bench pressing semi-trucks and flying around the world saving humanity.
She chuckles nervously this time.
Danielle
Yep. It's just a matter of time.
Suddenly Alexander is standing in the distance, watching them talk, with baby Grace in his arms. Grace is sobbing, reaching out for her daddy, but his ruthless brother refuses to let Samual see her.
Alexander
What are you two doing? I told you, you couldn't see him--
Alexander grabs Danielle's arm, yanking her away. Samual stands up from my seat with the sudden urge to pounce on him.
Grace
Daddy, help!
Grace tries to wiggle out of Alexander's arms.
Alexander
Grace!
Samual
Leave Grace alone! She's a kid, okay? You got what you wanted. You don't get to treat my kids or Danielle like that.

Alexander
Shut up, Sammie.
Samual steps forward, ready to do what I had to help Grace, Max, and the mother of my children.
Samual
What are you going to do that you haven't already done?
Beat.
Alexander
I will never let you see your son if you keep this bloody attitude going.
Sam backs off.
Int. Break room - laboratory - noon
Danielle cries in the break room. She holds her stomach, feeling baby Maximus kick and squirm uncomfortably in her belly. Grace is sitting with her, snacking on cookies and milk, at a steel table in the corner, and when she sees Samual, she holds her last cookie out to him, proud to share it with her father.
Grace
Hi, daddy! Do you want my cookie?
She smiles at me with a toothless grin, still holding it out.
Grace
I saved it for you.
Samual
Honey, I...
Hesitant beat. Sam smiles back at her.
Samual
Thank you, Gracie.
Sam grabs the cookie from her fingertips, consuming it in one bite. She giggles, patting the seat next to her, and he sat beside her. Then, she climbed onto Sam's lap, cuddling up as he pulls her against him, tickling her and feeling her jerking around in his arms.

Grace
(Giggling)
Daddy, stop!
He pulls her back against him, feeling her warmth in his arms. She tilts her head back, her toothless grin returning as she watches her father curiously.
More fluttered kicks punch Danielle's gut before a final blow makes her water break.
Danielle
Sam...Samual!
Grace and Sam turn their heads, and Samual's heart nearly beats from his chest from shock and excitement.
Samual
Danielle, your water broke.

Danielle groans in pain, shifting in her seat.
Samual
Sit on the floor and push, babe.
Danielle
I know.
She gives her first big push.
Danielle
Take my hand Samual, please.
Grace slides off of Samual's lap, and Sam points to the corner.
Samual
Grace, honey, stand in the corner, and whatever you do, don't look.
Grace
Am I in trouble, daddy?
Sam places his hands on her shoulder, his brown eyes meeting hers as he reassured her with one look, she was okay.
Samual
Go in the corner and don't look until I tell you, you can look, and I will give you a big surprise if you're good.
Danielle still groans in pain. With each push, baby Maximus is one centimeter closer to safety in his parents arms.
Grace rushes to the corner, facing the wall, her face in her arms as if she was playing a game of hiding and seek, while Samual runs to Danielle's side. He kneels on the floor.T hen, He pulls her pants and underwear below her legs. He moved her gently to the floor, slipping his palm in hers.
Samual
Push, Dani!
She gives a few more pushes before he can see Max crowning between her legs.
Samual
You're almost there, babe. Just a few more big pushes.
Grace peeks around, before hiding her eyes again.
Grace
Can I look yet, daddy.
Samual takes a deep breath, unable to explain to her what was happening.
Samual
No, baby, not yet, but soon.
Danielle squeezes Samual's fist so hard, you hear the cracking of Samual's knuckles. He kneels on the floor, gliding his fingers between Danielles legs so he can yank baby Max out on my own.
Samual
One more big push.
Danielle gives one more big push before baby Maximus cries in Samual's arms. Samual's eyes meet his son's as they watch each other. His tiny fingers grasped Sam's fingers. Then, guards rush into the room, and Alex takes the front.
Alexander
Take the baby.
Danielle
No. No-no-NO!
Grace turns around, backing into the corner in fear, when she sees Alexander standing there. Samual holds Max against his chest, pulling the umbilical cord free from Max.
Samual
You're not taking my son and daughter.
Alexander grunts in frustration.
Alexander
Grace, come here!
Grace
No.
She stomping her foot.
Alexander
Grace, I won't repeat myself.
Grace
(Yelling)
NO!
Alexander
(Yelling)
Grace!
Grace throws her arms forward as a powerful force pushes from her fingertips, lunging officers into walls. Alex is unfazed, glaring at her.
Alexander
Stop it, Grace!
She throws her arms out one last time, sending the last of the officers into the wall while the others collect themselves.
Alexander
Get her now!
Samual turns this time, refusing to let them take his son, daughter, and girlfriend away from him. He focuses his mind, a force pushing outwards. Alex flies backward, slamming into a wall. He stands up unfazed with blood dripping from his head, dusting himself off.
Samual
What the fuck.
Alexander
Someone grab Danielle and Grace. I'll get Maximus.
A dozen officers swarm Danielle and corner Grace while Sam gives in, letting his brother take Max from his arms. Samual watches Alexander walk Danielle, Grace, and his newborn son out of the room while he sinks to the floor, his palms sinking into his temples in frustration and pain.
INT. LABORATORY — DAY
TIME LAPSE - SIX, ALMOST SEVEN YEARS
YOUNG JAMES KNIGHT, a dark-blonde-haired and blue-eyed Caucasian six-year-old, runs off, and smash across a dark, ash-gray tile floor.
CLOSE UP: A white pair of sneakers crash along the floor.
Cut to:

James's tiny fingers pull to his lips. The liquid hits his tongue in one quick swoop.
The boy disappears while James's ocean eyes fade under the bright lights above. He collapses and plummets to the floor. Sam catches James in his arms in one swift motion. The sound of a pulse grows louder.
SERIES OF SHOTS
- JAMES FLUTTERS HIS EYES OPEN AND SHUT.
- SAM CRADLES JAMES IN HIS ARMS.
- JAMES, PANIC ON HIS FACE, STUNNED IN CONFUSION — HIS FACE
PALE, PASTY, AND BLUE.
RETURN TO SCENE.
Sam's screams muffle.
SAM
James...
(beat)
James...
(beat)
James!
Sam pulls James to his chest. The ampul falls from James' fingertips, and his blue eyes cease to focus on Sam. James falls deeper into sleep. His eyes flutter one last time. The pounding pulse fades, hampering to a halt, and almost instantaneously.
The boy with brunette locks wanders back into the room again, studying James in Sam's arms. Sam looks at Maximus as anger and fear floods his emotional mind.
SAM
Go, Max! Get out of here!
Max watches Sam with sad eyes as he cowardly wanders into the nearby corner, sliding his knees into his chest, knowing he did something completely wrong. He's just a kid and doesn't know any better, but Sam is too upset.
SAM
James...
(beat)
James...
(beat)
James...
(beat)
JAMES!
Sam tries to shake James awake, but he won't wake. He watches his nephew's skin turn pale and his lips turn a shade of purple and blue. Heavy footsteps pound nearby. Out of desperation and hope, he stands, James caressed in his arms, and he bolts out of the room with James, still out cold in my arm, straight down the hallway and busts out the doors to freedom, all in a few seconds.
CUT TO:
Int. Living room - Knights house - noon
In a big elegant rustic style home, Matthew Knight, now in his mid twenties, steps forward, leaning against the couch, his other hand on his gun holster.
Matthew
What did you do to my kid, Samual.
Samual also leans back against the couch, trying to avoid eye contact with his brother.
Matthew
What did you do to my kid?
Matthew toys closer to his gun.
Matthew
(Scolding)
Sam!
Samual
I didn't mean to do it, okay? I took my eyes off of him for one second and--
Matthew
--And what?
Matthew's eyes level with Samual's.
Matthew
He could have died, Samual.
Matthew and take a deep, stressful breath.
Samual
Grace is not my only child, Matt. I have eight boys, and Alexander, he...
(Beat)
He's a monster, Matthew. He's kept them from me and used Danielle, my children, and me as lab rats. I didn't want James to end up with the same fate as my children.
Matthew
(Surprised)
What?
James and Derek walk through the doorway.
Derek
Hey, dad.
Derek waves.
James
Hey, Sam.
James waves at Sam. Both boys slide their backpacks off their shoulders, rest them by the front door, and wander into the room.
Matthew
(Muttering to Sam)
We'll talk about this later.
He calls the young boys over.
Matthew
How was school?
Derek
Wow, not even a hey, Happy Birthday, Derek?
Derek stares at Sam with a raised eyebrow.
James
Ms. Kendall told me he wants to talk to you, dad...
James leans against the staircase.
Matthew
Happy Birthday, bud.
Matthew smiles at Derek before his eyes shift to Samual, glaring at him.
Matthew
We'll celebrate later.
Derek
Can Sam make the cake?
Samual
Yeah, buddy. I can make a cake for you.
Derek
Awesome!
Silence. Derek claps his fingers together, staring at James with a raised eyebrow. Then Derek races upstairs after James.
Derek (V.O.)
Dad will be angry when he finds out you have powers.
James
Quiet, Derek.
James silences him with giggles. A bedroom door slams. Matthew looks at Samual with a raised eyebrow.
Samual
I'll talk to them.
His eyes drift away from his flustered brother.
Matthew
Go. Do whatever you must teach James responsibility with these powers, but don't think I will hesitate to shoot you if you do something I don't like.
Samual
I'm invincible, Matt. Bullets can't hurt me.
Matthew
I know.
His lips melt into a scowl.
Matthew
Go talk to them, and don't tell James I know about his powers.
Matthew's eyes drift away from his brother to the staircase with a hesitant, deep breath.
Int. Bedroom - knight house - noon
Sam stands in the opened bedroom doorway staring in as James floats above his bed and Derek watches.
Samual
You boys are not to say a word about James's superpowers to your mom or dad.
Both boys look at Samual with identical surprised expressions.
James
How did you know Derek know, Sam?
Samual
Just a hunch...But I mean it. Not a word.
Samual touches the tip of his nose, and they mimic him, touching their noses.
Derek
Scout's honor.
James
Yeah. We promise.
Derek
Sam, do I get to have superpowers too?
Samual freezes in the doorway, unsure how to respond.
Samual
Uh...Maybe someday.
Samual's body language suggests otherwise.
James
Does my mom and dad know?
Samual
Uh...
Sam stands frozen in place again.
Samual
James, I...Maybe your mom and dad shouldn't know about this.
Then, Samual looks at Derek with a sad smile.
James
Will mom and dad ever know?
Samual
I don't know.
Derek
Are you still making that cake for me tonight?
Derek flashes toothless smile. He pushes his wiggly, loose tooth with his tongue, showing off.
Derek
My tooth is loose, Sam. The tooth fairy will be here soon.
Samual
That's great, buddy...And yeah, I'll make that cake for you tonight unless your mother wants to make it.
Derek
Okay.
Derek shrugs.
Derek
Mom makes great cakes, too. I just thought she'd be tired from work.
Derek
I want you to make the cake, Sam, but I want to help.
Samual
Birthday boys don't get to help with their cakes.
Sam watches Derek's toothless grin light up again. He giggles, making Samual chuckle, too.
Samual
Alright, but you can't eat all the batters before we get it in the oven.
James
I want to help, too.
Derek
Yeah, please. Can James help, too.
Silence.
Samual
Yeah, sure. James can help, but he can't use his powers—
Derek and James groan in unison.
Derek
Why not?
Samual
It's too dangerous. Besides, you don't want James to be tired and not enjoy cake, too.
Derek
Fine.
James shrugs, giving in too.
Samual
I'll get started in about half an hour. Meanwhile, I don't want the two of you fooling around with these powers, understood?

Samual looks James dead in the eyes. Both boys nod.
James
Yes, Uncle Sam.
Derek
I guess so.
Derek shrugs.
Samual
By the way, Happy Birthday, bud.
INT. Alleyway - day
Matthew in a cop uniform, and Samual wears a hoodie, sweats, sneakers, and a black mask covering his eyes, stand in the middle of an alleyway.
Matthew
Scale the wall or something, Sammie, and see if the bad guys are still there.
Samual
I'm not Spiderman. I can fly, not scale buildings, with my bare hands. It's an entirely different superpower.
Samual's eyes zone in on his brother. Matthew pushes Samual forward as he stumbles out of an alleyway. Matthew pulls his walkie to his lips.
Matthew
Ten-four, this is officer Matthew Knight, requesting backup on robbery suspects.
Samual
(Muttering)
This is stupid.
HENRY KNIGHT, their brother speaks on the other end.
Henry
Ten-four. Officer Kane and I are in pursuit as we speak.
Matthew
(To Samual)
Awesome. Get your ass out there, Samual.
Matthew shoves Samual further out of the alleyway. Samual glares at him for a second, realizing Matthew won't give up until Sam stops the suspects. Samual rolls out his shoulders before throwing his hoodie above his head and floating into the sky.
Sam peeks over the side of a building as a load of squad cars race by, chasing a van with the doors wide opened.
Matthew
Shit.
Matthew looks up at Samual, waving his phone at him. Then, Samual fishes into his pocket for his phone, and unlocks it. Matthew races for his cop car. Samual punches in a number. Matthew dives into his car as he answers the phone. Then, Matthew pulls out of the alley and takes off after the swarm of cop cars.
Series of Quick shots - Cellphone
Samual swoops after the bad guys.
Matthew Races after the cop cars, catching up.
End of Quick shots.
Matthew
Swoop down in front of them.
Samual huffs over the phone, dangling in the sky just above the bad guys' car.
Samual
Already two steps ahead of you, Matt.
Samual shoves his cellphone in his hoodie pocket swoops down, landing in front of the Van. It slams into his chest, shattering to pieces as cop cars screech to a halt.
The van stops, crushed bumper and hood from the blow, but Sam is unscathed. Sam steps aside while the cops draw their guns on the robbers half conscious in the car, quickly shifting their weapons toward Samual. Bumper to bumper traffic halts in the near distance.
Matthew pulls up in the background, jumping out of his car as his eyes land on Samual, then HENRY KNIGHT, late 20's, Samual and Matthew's brother, in the front.
Henry
Step out of the vehicle and walk back towards my voice.
Three men slowly open their back door of the van, and bullets blaze from their weapons. Samual immediately swoops in front of the cops, stopping each bullet, leaving bullet holes in his hoodie, but there's no scratches on his skin.
The robbers' guns jam and they jump out, ready to run. Samual swoops forward, grabbing a man by his leather jacket, taking him into the sky about ten feet, while cops chase the other two suspects on foot, and watch Samual.
SAMUAL
You should really think your next move through.
The robber wiggles in Samual's arms, trying to escape, but Samual's hold is too strong.
Samual
If you fall right now, you have a high chance of killing yourself. I would advise you to stop trying to get me to let go.
The man stops wiggling, staring into Sam's eyes, as Samual's grip tightens. Below, the police place their guns back into their waistband.
Robber One
W-who are you?
Samual
I'm not sure yet. Let's go with Golden Goliath.
Samual swoops back to the ground, landing in front of his brother, now at the front. Samual pins the robbers hands behind his back. Matthew nods at him, and Samual nods back. Then, Henry steps forward, staring curiously at his masked brother, trying to figure out his disguise.
Henry
(To Samual)
Who are you?
Samual passes on the man to a police officer, watching him cuff him.
SAMUAL
Call me, Golden Goliath.
Matthew snorts, rolling his eyes. Robber one spits towards Samual, being drawn away to a police cruiser in cuffs. They open the door and dip him into his seat.
RoBBER ONE
You stupid son of a bitch!
Matthew and Samual share a gaze with one another. Two police officers walk with two other suspects in hand cuffs back to their patrol cars. Then, Samual lifts into the air, slamming his head into a build board. He plummets a bit, but catches himself, waves awkwardly and flies off.