VILLAINS ARE RUNNING OUT: by shainur ullah

PART 1: MANDRAY'S STORY

PANEL 1
One-dimensional flat outline of a man in a black superhero
outfit from head to toe cut out for his eyes and lips. He is
stood by a window of a room, looking out at the sky and fields
far away. A mature lady - his mother, is in the foreground.
MANDRAY
I may have super speed and super
strength, but I want to live in the
countryside far from here. I want to
listen to classical music all day
long and relax in the peace and quiet
of the countryside.
MOTHER
Oh, Mandray, you know there is work
for you here in the city.
PANEL 2
MANDRAY
But I don't want to be forced into the
superhero business.
MOTHER
You may not want to be a superhero,
but look at you. You can fight crime
and do all the superhero things when
I ask.
PANEL 3
The flat outlined Mandray now stands with his back to the window
and its scenic beauty. He faces his mother.
MANDRAY
Mother, I don't know. And the money
will never be enough for us.
MOTHER
In the superhero comic book business,
it's the sponsor who pays. Come on,
Mandray, time to go to the superhero
selection meet.
NEXT PAGE -2

PANEL 1
A banner announcing a convention of comic book writers and
artists strung across a hotel entrance. The black suited
superhero, with his mother behind him, approaches.
MAN
Oh mother!
MOTHER
Go on, son.
PANEL 2
Inside of a great hall. Pairs of writer-artists are talking to
worried-looking one dimensional cartoon characters such as Snow
White's step mother the evil queen, on stage.
SUITED MAN
I'm afraid there's no market for evil
beauties, ma'am. That's in the past.
SNOW WHITE'S STEP MOTHER
Whad'ya mean, in the past? I'm here
now, and my mirror says I'm the most
beautiful still.
PANEL 3
Man shrugs as Snow White's Step Mother looks more enraged.
SUITED MAN
It's all superheroes versus villains
now.
SNOW WHITE'S STEP MOTHER
My mirror will fix you!

PANEL 4
Suited man and a dishevelled artist looking at the one
dimensional black suited muscular nervous looking superhero.

V.O.
NARRATOR
Comic book characters hope to be
brought to life by their comic book
writers and artists.
MOTHER
Go on, son. You have it in you.
NEXT PAGE -3
PANEL 1
The executive type leaning forward and the artist are all smarmy
smiles as they focus attention on the superhero who still looks
worried; his mother beams in the background.
EXECUTIVE
Hi, I'm Luke Haywire, your writer,
and this is Roger Hugh, your artist.
Yes, we can bring all 6'2" of you, in
your black tights to life.
ARTIST
You will be a comic book superhero and
we can find you a sponsor right away.
PANEL 2
A well-rounded, tall and muscular Mandray walking off the stage,
looking dejected. His mother is very happy as she addresses the
suited man and the artist.
MANDRAY'S MOTHER
Thank you, thank you.
MANDRAY
I wish I didn't have to.
PANEL 3
Mandray is now well rounded and 3-dimensional, but looks amazed.
His mother looks admiringly at her son.
MANDRAY (CONT'D)
I'm not bothered about this
ridiculous costume, but why my
character? I don't really like the

violence that superheros have to

swear to.
MANDRAY'S MOTHER
Nonsense! You look the part of a
superhero. You get to beat up thugs
and the bills get paid. The money! The
fame!

NEXT PAGE -4
PANEL 1
3-D Mandray walking back with his mother, who looks ecstatic.
MANDRAY
(aside)
That was the only time I got to see
my creators.
PANEL 2
Mandray whooshing down the street and grabbing masked thugs.
People on the other pavement cheering. His mother is, too.
MANDRAY (CONT'D)
I guess the writer and artist also make
some money. They give each of us
different powers, persona and
families. I have my super strength and
speed and I have a mother.
PANEL 3
Mandray in various kinds of action, nabbing villains and thugs.
V.O.
NARRATOR
The world is crazy for superheroes,
but what when the villains run out?
PANEL 4
Mandray whooshing down the street and grabbing a hooded person
from behind. It is a lady pushing a baby buggy. When she turns,
the lady angrily thwacks him with her umbrella.

SPECTATOR
Go find a real villain if there are
any, you bully Mandray!
MANDRAY
I'm kind of glad that the criminal
activity is down, for I see thugs as
humans beings as well. Now I miss
them.

NEXT PAGE -5
PANEL 1
A crowd of superheroes on one side of the pavement, all looking
sad and bored. A fat one, in a yellow costume (Tubsy),is there
and so is Mandray.
MANDRAY (CONT'D)
What happened to the villains?
A SUPERHERO
They've been put away, it appears.

PANEL 2
The superheroes with Mandray slink off, dejectedly.
MANDRAY
I haven't found a villain for months,
or any criminal activity. At least
they're safe.
OTHER SUPERHERO
Aww. Thugs were just useless pieces
of meat we could beat and earn some
dough on.
PANEL 3
Mandray and his mother at home.
MANDRAY'S MOTHER

Son, you have an invite for the

biggest party in town this season.
Ooh, the paparazzi...the women who
admire you!
MANDRAY
Mother, I don't want to be caught by
the paparazzi or date those women.
You nag so.
PANEL 4
Mandray and his mother still at home. Mandray scowling.
MANDRAY'S MOTHER
What's wrong with you, you are
ungrateful, Mandray! You need to
toughen up a bit more.
MANDRAY
But I always do what you always want
me to do. I hate, I hate everything.
I hate the interviews and the
paparazzi and all the other nonsense.
PANEL 5
Mandray in the room alone.
MANDRAY (CONT'D)
I hate the interviews and the media
on us superheroes. They exaggerate
everything. I hate all the pushy
cameramen and the news team. I wish
I could disappear.
NEXT PAGE - 6

PANEL 1
Mandray whooshing down the street alone. No other superheroes,
no criminals to nab, no one.
MANDRAY
You fight criminals too often, and
suddenly you're not needed anymore

and are seen as a waste of money. I

feel like I was part of some reality
entertainment machine and I hate
every bit of it.
PANEL 2
Mandray with a cellphone in his hand.
MANDRAY (CONT'D)
Wonder how the others are doing?
Wonder how Tubsy's doing?
PANEL 3
Mandray talking on the phone.
MANDRAY (CONT'D)
Tubsy? Any chance of meeting at the
corner cafe? Yeah, my treat.
PANEL 4
Muscular Mandray in his black suit enters a cafe. A fat, round,
masked superhero in a yellow clown type costume appears to
bounce towards him. Something bounces off the yellow masked
superhero.
MANDRAY (CONT'D)
Everything still bouncing off you,
Tubsy? .... bullets too?
TUBSY
Yeah, but there aren't any criminals
shooting bullets. In any case, I hate
this costume my creators created.
How's it going for you, Mandray?
MANDRAY
Crawling along. No business.

NEXT PAGE - 7

PANEL 1

Mandray and Tubsy seated at a table in the cafe. Both laughing.

TUBSY
Well, we're all in the same way.
That's why I asked who was paying.
What with a wife and little ones that
the sponsors have given me, I can't
afford to feed myself.
MANDRAY
My sponsors are threatening to cut me
out if I and my creators don't produce
enough. But criminal activity is
down. Think it'll go up again?
PANEL 2
Mandray and Tubsy look glum.
TUBSY
Tell me about it. My creators have
been giving me grief likewise. Any
chance we can keep our sponsorship
money?
PANEL 3
Their table at the cafe is piled high with dishes. Tubsy eating
with his cheeks puffed out. Mandray looks concerned.
MANDRAY
You okay, Tubsy?
TUBSY
I do feel weird. I guess it's the way
I ate after a long time.
PANEL 4
Tubsy looks like he will burst. Mandray half getting up from
his chair.
MANDRAY
I can take you to the hospital if you
aren't feeling well. Let's go, Tubsy.
I'm worried.

NEXT PAGE - 8

PANEL 1
Tubsy has stopped eating and looks sad.
TUBSY
Nah! I'm a superhero. No hospital for
me.
MANDRAY
You would feel better if you do go.
PANEL 2
Tubsy looking alarmed
TUBSY
But then I wouldn't be a superhero any
more, just like my sponsors want.
PANEL 3
Tubsy runs out of the cafe, Mandray behind him.
MANDRAY
Tubsy! Tubsy! What's wrong? Wait for
me!
TUBSY
I feel all wrong, friend. I'm going!
Help!
PANEL 4
Tubsy combusting in a bright flame.
MANDRAY
Noooo! Noooo! Someone, help, stop
this!
PANEL 5
Another home. A round, fat mother in yellow combusting. Also
small yellow Tubsies combusting.

THE MOTHER
Noooo! Noooo! Tubsy, where are you?
SMALL TUBSIES
It's not father we want! It's his
creators...the ones who thought us up
as well! Help!
NEXT PAGE - 9
PANEL 1
Mandray whooshing through the streets on his own.
MANDRAY
Tubsy! They have to re-create him!
The sponsors! The creators!
PANEL 2
Mandray appears to search through roads and alleyways in the
dark. Mandray is in a rundown part of town. He has his hands
cupped over his mouth.
MANDRAY (CONT'D)
Tubsy's writer! Tubsy's artist!
Those who created him! Where're you?
VOICE
Who wants us? We're done for, too. Up
here, fella!
PANEL 3
Mandray enters a flat with plaster peeling off the dirty walls,
springs coming through the sofa. Two men are there, one looks
like a writer, and the other, an untidy artist. Mandray picks
up the artist by his collar and holds him against the wall.
MANDRAY
What did you do to Tubsy? you
destroyed him, my best friend. You
created his family, What have you
done to them?
ARTIST
me and this writer who created Tubsy
decided to destroy him by destroying
all written and artwork of him. You

have to understand, we're bankrupt

without the villains. That means the
sponsors no longer sponsor us - or
Tubsy.
WRITER
That means he and his family must have
combusted.
PANEL 4
Mandray releases the writer in shock.
WRITER (CONT'D)
Tubsy's sponsor's payments stopped
coming because Tubsy no longer had to
combat bullet shooting criminals.
We're bankrupt and have no money left
to carry on with the comic superhero
and his family. They were our's, too.
Im so sorry, Mandray.
NEXT PAGE - 10
PANEL 1
Mandray on a park bench, his body language downbeat. People
stare at the muscular black figure in tights in this state.
MANDRAY
Tubsy was my best friend. This is
truly tough times for all
superheroes.
PANEL 2
A number of combustions taking place in the horizon.
ANOTHER SUPERHERO
We better hide, Mandray! What with no
work for us and no sponsors, this is
no time for us to be out and about.
MANDRAY
The creators even destroyed Tubsy's
family! I have lost everything to do
with this best friend.
PANEL 3

Snow White's step mother smiles through a bush in the park where
Mandray is. She has an evil smile on her face.
WICKED STEP MOTHER
I'll see to it that the comic book
writer and artist perish for having
refused me!
MANDRAY
Huh. Who was that? I might not be
around too long either. What will I
say to mother?

VILLAINS ARE RUNNING OUT

PART 2: VICTOR'S STORY
PANEL 1
A large framed, tall superhero in an orange outfit and mask,
and a red cape, stares out.
VICTOR
Hi, I'm Victor and I look like this,
but my greatest asset is stealth,
which I put to good use in the old days
when villains were everywhere. I
haven't heard from my creators
lately.
PANEL 2
Victor seen in a crouching position, a side view as he watches
a TV screen.
VICTOR (CONT'D)
I have been in the news in the past.
TV NEWSREADER
Since we don't have any superheroes
grabbing villains today either,
we're switching to an interview with
Victor from last year.
PANEL 3
Frontal of TV screen.
INTERVIEWER
Victor, I am told that stealth is
natural to you. What else would you
base your success on?
VICTOR
I have learnt the martial arts and am
a great martial artist.
PANEL 4
Same polite interviewer and a smirking Victor.
INTERVIEWER
You're on TV a great deal of the time.
Any other plans?

VICTOR
I believe Hollywood has plans to make
a movie on me.
NEXT PAGE - 2
PANEL 1
Back to Victor alone, staring out of the panel. He looks sad
through his orange mask.
VICTOR (CONT'D)
Everything looks bleak now, no
criminal activity. I'm trying to
fight against the boredom. I have
heard of superheroes bursting into
flames - the creators had to destroy
them because of a lack of funding. I
hope mine will not do the same.
PANEL 2
Victor in his outfit standing dejectedly on the pavement as
party-goers merrily troop into a night club. A pretty woman
passes by, looking at Victor.
VICTOR (CONT'D)
I miss the good life, the parties and
the women. I miss the respect I used
to get. But superheroes aren't needed
any more because of the huge drop of
criminal activity.
PRETTY WOMAN
Hey Victor, we're getting on fine
without you.
V.O.
NARRATOR
Victor feels he has a right to be
angry. Now, all he does is to walk
around.
PANEL 3
Victor walking on the pavement stealthily and dejectedly, his
arms hanging down past his body; he looks into windows. People

stare back at him. A child in a room slopping food out of a bowl

looks at Victor's face in the window.
CHILD
(crying)
Waah! Mom! There's a masked man
staring at me.
PANEL 4
Victor still walking in that stance. Two policemen look the
other way.
VICTOR
Even police couldn't handle all the
criminal activity back then and
called for us.
NEXT PAGE - 3
PANEL 1
Victor still walking, his thoughts rising in bubbles. A man with
a head shaped like a nut waits for him at the corner, his fists
raised and knees bent.
VICTOR (CONT'D)
My creators haven't given me a
family. Easier for me? Nah.
NUTHEAD
Bored? Want a fight, Victor?
VICTOR
Nah.
PANEL 2
An office type board room, with prosperous looking executives
seated around a table. Victor is at the end.
MAIN SPONSOR
Hi. Victor. Thought it was time you
caught up with your sponsors Victor.
We don't see any business coming from
you, I can say.
PANEL 3

SECOND SPONSOR
Since you don't have any villains to
fight, I could suggest that you pick
a fight with non-superhero
civilians.
VICTOR
Nah.
PANEL 4
MAIN SPONSOR
But that would get you back into the
media, or maybe you could drink and
cause trouble...the media will love
that, and the money rolls in.
PANEL 5
Victor is staring out as before. Thought bubble:
VICTOR
I think my sponsors are crazy. They
want me to turn into a villain now.
This is brought on by all the low
criminal activity.
NEXT PAGE - 4

PANEL 1
Victor still in the boardroom, scratching his head and looking
confused.
VICTOR (CONT'D)
You basically want me to become a
villain now, because there is no
criminal activity! I mean, come on,
really.
PANEL 2
The sponsors are looking at Victor threateningly
SECOND SPONSOR

You don't really have a choice. You

bring in no money, and we eventually
cut off everything that you have.
V.O.
NARRATOR
Victor realizes that he has to start
- rob banks, or act looney, so that
another superhero can catch him in
the act.
PANEL 3
Victor walking along his stretch of pavement, his thought
bubbles rising.
VICTOR
In a way, though, it does sound like
an honourable act, if I'm going to be
of help to other superheroes.
PANEL 4
Victor at home in a studio apartment, watching TV.
VICTOR (CONT'D)
I'm sure they'll respect me
for...helping superheroes
worldwide, just by turning to the
criminal side. My sponsors will
appreciate it too, and hike my fees.
And that Hollywood film....I could do
that movie, still.
PANEL 5
Victor at home, dreaming. TV is off.
VICTOR (CONT'D)
Yeah I am going to do it, rob a bank.
I do feel bad for the bank, but we
superheroes are living in bad times
and desperate times call for
desperate measures.
NEXT PAGE - 5
PANEL 1

Victor knocking off bank guards and stealthily enters a bank.

Alarm bells ring and all the tellers look surprised.
TELLER
Could it be who I think it is?
VICTOR
Proud to be Victor.
PANEL 2
Victor runs to a door of the bank with a large bag, stuffed full
of cash, some of which is falling out.

V.O.
NARRATOR
The alarm raised by Victor's robbery
has attracted two super heroes - the
green clad, identical Twin Duo. They
enhance each other's super powers by
each and any action. Whatever one
does, the other does it better. A
complicated relationship.
FIRST TWIN
Put the money down, Victor.
PANEL 3
Victor still running out, a crafty smile on his face.
VICTOR
Nope. Look who else is here!
PANEL 4
Twin duo and happy looking Victor look at a surprised, stretched
upwards, flexible, shapely female superhero.
V.O.
NARRATOR

Nameless, the flexible only girl

super hero, has also arrived. A bank
robbery is rare and an opportunity
for her to fix.
NAMELESS
Victor! Why are you doing this?
VICTOR
I have my reasons and my good
intentions for all of you.
NEXT PAGE - 6
PANEL 1
Victor with his overflowing bag, running out through the back
door of the bank.
VICTOR (CONT'D)
Think of the media exposure all of us
will get, think of our sponsorships
coming back.
PANEL 2
Victor running down the pavement, with the Twin Duo and Nameless
behind him.
FIRST TWIN
What'd he say? That we'd be famous
again?
SECOND TWIN
Yes, and could get some glory, as
well!
PANEL 3
Victor running, but the twins have stopped to fight each other.
Nameless behind them looks surprised.
FIRST TWIN
I want the fame for me.
SECOND TWIN
No, I get all the glory!
NAMELESS

What the....!
PANEL 4
Victor has turned around to watch. Each twin has a knife in his
hand. Nameless looks alarmed.
FIRST TWIN
My artist gave me a knife to use when
I have to.
SECOND TWIN
My writer gave me a knife to take
action against any villainous
competition ...you!
NEXT PAGE - 7
PANEL 1
Both twins' bodies on the pavement with knives stuck in them,
gasping. Victor watches from a distance. Nameless is closer,
staring.
VICTOR
Brother against brother because of
the selfishness and greed of each to
be better known!
NAMELESS
You created the situation.
V.O.
NARRATOR
On this day, the twins did not work
together, as they always had before.
PANEL 2
Nameless looks at Victor blamefully. Then she looks at the dead
figures.
NAMELESS
Twin duos! Twin duos! What's gone
wrong with the world?
PANEL 3

The twin duos are engulfed in flames as Victor and Nameless look
on.
VICTOR
Their creators must've destroyed
them for good.
NAMELESS
Victor! Your action set them against
each other.
NEXT PAGE - 8
PANEL 1
Victor stealthily entering a police station to turn himself in.
All look surprised.
POLICEMAN
Victor! You haven't found a stray
villain, have you?
VICTOR
No, I'm here to turn myself in.
PANEL 2
Victor in the glass panelled police sergeant's room, his arms
spread out as he explains. Curious police faces peer through
the glass.
VICTOR (CONT'D)
It was my sponsors' suggestion.
SERGEANT
Couldn't you see that it was wrong?
Couldn't you just say no?
PANEL 3
Victor still in the Sergeant's room shedding tears.
VICTOR
I was only trying to help the other
superheroes find some work, when I
robbed that bank.
SERGEANT

You mean you were trying to create

criminal activity? I don't
understand. I'll have to lock you up,
Victor.
PANEL 4
Victor hangs his head as he enters the lock up
POLICEMAN
Victor, we used to call you in when
we needed a stealthy superhero! You
can't get out of here, I'm afraid.
NEXT PAGE - 9
PANEL 1
Courtroom scene. Victor in the dock. Judge and attorneys and
many faces stare. Victor's main sponsor being questioned.
DEFENSE ATTORNEY
Did you plan that Victor rob the bank,
so that other superheroes could be
benefited?
MAIN SPONSOR
Why, no. Why would I want to do that?
PANEL 2
Courtroom scene. Victor looks angry. Everybody laughing.
VICTOR
But I tell you, they called me in to
tell me what to do, so that others
among us superheroes look good! My
artist and writer are in on this, as
well, I tell you.
PANEL 3
All in the courtroom look happy, except for Victor in the dock.
MAIN SPONSOR
I don't know if I want Victor to be
here, whether I want him to exist at
all, for what he's done.

VICTOR
But you are my main sponsor, you know
what you said.
PANEL 4
All staring at Victor in the dock, who is about to cry.
MAIN SPONSOR
He's lying.
VICTOR
I'm not! I tell the truth.
NEXT PAGE - 10
PANEL 1
Judge pounding the gavel. All still looking at Victor, the
sponsors smile slyly.
JUDGE
I hereby permit the sponsors to
destroy Victor.
VICTOR
Nooooo.....nooooo. What can I do?
PANEL 2
Victor distraught in a jail cell. His writer peers in from
outside, between the bars, looking smug.
VICTOR (CONT'D)
I'm scared!
WRITER
The artist and I are going to destroy
every artwork and written work about
you.
PANEL 3
Victor still looking distraught in jail.
VICTOR
And then I will be no more.

V.O.
NARRATOR
As you read this you know that Victor
will soon be dead. Poor Victor. He
was, in reality, about to do good in
a complicated sort of way. He was
about to help his fellow super heroes
But if he's done his job too well in
the past, put it down to that, it led
to a lack of villains.
PANEL 4
Victor sunk still lower in his jail cell, his head hanging down.
VICTOR
I will be dead in about an hour or so.
Dear readers of comic book
superheroes, I am going to miss the
world.

VILLAINS ARE RUNNING OUT

PART 3: NAMELESS' STORY
PANEL 1
A curvaceous, tall girl comic book superhero in a casual track
suit in a costume shop. All the men superheroes around are in
their respective superhero suits, but she is not.
NAMELESS
I'm Nameless because my non-creative
creators couldn't think up an
appropriate enough name for me. But
I refuse to go in girly superheroine
outfits.
PANEL 2
An elderly woman at a writing table (Janice) with another rotund
mature woman (Claudia).
CLAUDIA
We're Nameless' writer and artist,
but I hate all good looking young
women superheroes who look good in
whatever they wear.
PANEL 3
Nameless still in her track suit in the costume shop, going
through racks of clothes.
NAMELESS
I don't like the superheroine image
of short skirts or tight shorts or
bikinis. I think I'm going to have to
design the right suit for me.
PANEL 4
A designer type trundles in a spectacular tall inanimate model
in a red latex masked suit from top to bottom. Nameless perks
up.
DESIGNER
I designed this with you in mind. Are
you free for dinner tonight, my ideal
superheroine?
NAMELESS

I like to kick ass, remember? So cut

the crap, boyo. But never mind, I like
the idea of that costume.
NEXT PAGE - 2
PANEL 1
Nameless in the bright red latex suit exiting the costume shop.
All the other superheroes are crowded inside as the designer
type waves goodbye, looking sad.
NAMELESS (CONT'D)
I am Nameless, firstly a girlie who
loves to kick ass - like that
designer, and I love the honour of
being a superhero as well, there
isn't any other job quite like it.
V.O.
NARRATOR
Our girlie superhero can stretch
either way and is flexible, with
awesome fighting skills. Feminists
love Nameless.
PANEL 3
Nameless addresses the reader out of her frame.
NAMELESS
I've been busy since I was created and
since I got the suit for me, but that
was the golden age. I haven't saved
someone or took down a villain in
months. I have just been reading and
wondering about things.
PANEL 4
A cloud shaped frame, to show that it is a dream. A happy place,
where Nameless whooshes down on obvious thugs who give up with
their hands in the air and an old lady, whose bag they had
snatched, applauds.
V.O.
NAMELESS (CONT'D)

I also read in the newspaper that a

German physicist, Heinz Heindrik has
found a way to contact other parallel
universes and some have even replied
back to him. Good stuff to think
about, when you don't have crime to
fight.
NEXT PAGE -3
PANEL 1
Nameless on a modelling photoshoot, with a very handsome man
by her side. She is much taller, and in a red dress this time.
NAMELESS (CONT'D)
Mind you, I have been getting
modelling gigs and invitations to
some TV appearances to make some
money as my sponsors are kind of
struggling to pay me, with all of this
low criminal activity, even if I love
to take down thugs instead, but they
have disappeared.
PANEL 2
Nameless walking down a street in her red latex suit, getting
looks from guys. Thought bubbles rise from Nameless.
V.O.
NAMELESS (CONT'D)
I get looks from guys for the wrong
reason. My creators haven't given me
a family. I've lost touch with the
other superheroes, some have been
destroyed by their creators because
like me, there is no superhero
activity. All the same, I would like
to carry on being a superhero, rather
than get married or something.
PANEL 3

Nameless walking down an empty street, looks in a TV shop window

and at the TV screen. The news shows Victor in his orange outfit
and mask, exiting a bank with money overflowing from a bag.
NAMELESS
Poor Victor! I guess he desperately
needs the money!
PANEL 4
TV newsreader comes on the same screen.
TV NEWSREADER
That, ladies and gentlemen, is our
superhero Victor. Except that our
camera caught him in the process of
running away with money he has robbed
from the bank.
NEXT PAGE - 4
PANEL 1
Nameless more stretched and with one leg up, preparing to run.
Her arms are bent at the elbows, as though she would fly.
NAMELESS
I better get to the scene of the crime
right away.
PANEL 2
Nameless at the bank, her legs appear to brake to a halt. The
Twin Duo in their identical green suits are there in front of
her. So is Victor.
TWIN DUO
(in unison)
Drop the bag, Victor.
VICTOR
(smiling, with money in a
bag)
Nope.
PANEL 3
Nameless looks on in surprise at all in front of her.

NAMELESS
Victor! Why would you do such a thing.
PANEL 4
Victor running ahead on the pavement.
VICTOR
You'll know later that I'm only
helping all of you.
NEXT PAGE - 5
PANEL 1
Nameless stops to call out. Twin Duo appear to be fighting each
other.
NAMELESS
Victor! You're with us superheroes,
remember?
PANEL 2
Twin Duo stopped to argue
FIRST TWIN
He's mine! First villain in months.
SECOND TWIN
No, he's mine! I want the glory!
PANEL 3
Twin Duo have stopped still fighting, their arms flailing.
Nameless looks surprised behind them. Victor has turned around
to see all this.
FIRST TWIN
I want to bring down Victor first.
NAMELESS
I don't think we should fully bring
Victor down for stealing from a bank.
He says he has his reasons.
PANEL 4

Twin Duo still fighting, now with knives. Nameless still

surprised. Victor still watching.
SECOND TWIN
What reason could he have?
NAMELESS
I want to understand why he did it.

NEXT PAGE - 6
PANEL 1
Nameless and Victor stare as the Twin Duo slash each other with
their knives.
VICTOR
Could they be that selfish in wanting
to catch me?
NAMELESS
It could be greed. They found one
criminal after ages.
PANEL 2
Nameless walks up to Victor. The Twin Duo are combusting in the
background.
NAMELESS (CONT'D)
You have to turn yourself in, Victor.
Look what happened because they
wanted to catch a villain!
VICTOR
Oh, alright then, but I was only doing
it so that other superheroes would
benefit when they caught me. I guess
the twins were right, in a way.

PANEL 3

Nameless walks sadly home alone, thought bubbles rising.

NAMELESS
I guess Victor was just trying to help
the superhero world with some
criminal activity.
PANEL 4
Nameless still walking, thinks back - show cloud frame, the
scene of the Twin Duo with daggers stuck in them.
V.O.
NAMELESS (CONT'D)
This superhero business is
disgusting; nearly every superhero
only fights crime for the fame and
glory as well as wealth, but not for
the love of peace and harmony.
NEXT PAGE -7
PANEL 1
Nameless on a sofa at home looking up a book, the cover of which
shows the author as Heinz Heindrik.
NAMELESS (CONT'D)
This business I'm in, is not for me.
I wish I could find that parallel
universe. Things are bound to be
better there.
PANEL 2
Parallel universe in a cloud. The Twin Duo have Victor between
them. Nameless looks at them indulgently in the background. All
are smiling.
VICTOR
Now that these two superheroes have
managed to nab me, I'm turning myself
in.
NAMELESS
Everyone will get written up in the
news, for doing good.

PANEL 3
A serious professor, Heinz Heindrik, who looks like Einstein
addresses the viewers.
HEINZ HEINDRIK
I discovered the parallel universe,
where everything is the reverse of
all the bad on this earth.
PANEL 4
Nameless at home, looking startled.
NAMELESS
In the meanwhile, I'm still here on
earth with no job. I better find my
creators Janice and Claudia and talk
to them about the type of work we get.
It's disgusting.
NEXT PAGE - 8
PANEL 1
Nameless entering a doorway which says 'Local Women's Club'.
The face and figures of many chubby women can be glimpsed inside.
NAMELESS (CONT'D)
They're bound to be in here.
PANEL 2
Nameless shakes hands as she meets two elderly/mature looking
women. They are surrounded by other women who smile and stare.
JANICE
Hello Nameless, want to join us?
NAMELESS
No, I want to talk about this super
hero business. It's sickening and
creators like yourselves use us as
meat for fame and money.

PANEL 3
The three are seen to argue. The women around them no longer
smile.
CLAUDIA
Well, why else did we create you
Nameless, you stupid woman?
PANEL 4
V.O.
NARRATOR
The game seems to be up for the
sponsors and creators, but what about
the superheroes?

NEXT PAGE - 9

PANEL 1
Nameless is very angry. There is a fiery aura around her and
her red latex suit.
NAMELESS
Do me a favour and destroy me, put me
out of my misery.
PANEL 2
Nameless has turned around and is stretching her head, which
is already out of the club door. Behind her, Claudia's smile
is viciously evil.
CLAUDIA
Gladly, Nameless. You were no longer
making us lots of money now, as you
use to do back in the day.
JANICE
You do take too strong a stance,
Claudia. We're supposed to be kindly
50-year olds, remember?

PANEL 3
Janice looks placatory, but all the chubby women around, Claudia
included, look fierce.
WOMEN
Not in this world, we aren't.
PANEL 4
JANICE(SIGHS)
What was that about a parallel
universe we had heard?

NEXT PAGE -10

PANEL 1
Nameless on the outside of the club which says Local Womens'
Club. Her body language is downbeat.
NAMELESS
Huh. Time to get out of this uniform
before they combust me. Heinz
Heindrik, where are you? I need
saving!

PANEL 2
The Einstein looking old man, but now in a superhero costume
whooshes down on Nameless at home. She has changed into her
casual track suit.
NAMELESS
Ooh, my hero. I'm glad I waited for
you, instead of any of those men who
were so keen.
HEINZ HEINDRIK
For you, my heroine! Let's go.
PANEL 3

Nameless on a sofa. The Einstein looking professor is next to

her. Green hills in the parallel universe show through the
window.
HEINZ HEINDRIK (CONT'D)
I was going to teleport myself to my
parallel universe when I
telepathically heard Nameless cry
out for me. I saved her in the nick
of time.
NAMELESS
(fierce)
I know I have awesome fighting skills
and am supposed to be a feminist. But
wait till my hero teleports Claudia
here if he can. I'm going to fix her,
parallel unviverse or no!

VILLAINS ARE RUNNING OUT

PART 4: MANDRAY AGAIN
PANEL 1
Mandray on a park bench, looking worried. Behind him, in the
horizon, there are a number combustions.
MANDRAY
Why are so many known superheroes
being destroyed? Our sponsors are
backing out because criminal
activity is too low.
PANEL 2
A banner at a hotel entrance announces a 'Conference of comic
book artists and writers.' Wicked looking men in suits and
wicked looking artists in smocks approach the entrance.
WRITER
We know who to make into a superhero,
and we know how to unmake them. Heh
heh.
ARTIST
I can't wait to see one of them
unmade. I have the power.
PANEL 3
Conference hall inside shows a stage/podium with a few
of the board onstage.

members

ARTIST (CONT'D)
Ladies and gentlemen, you know that
we're the ones who make the super
heroes and have the ability to make
the super villains as well.
PANEL 4
Back to Mandray on the park bench, still looking worried. Now
the sky is full of bursting superhero bodies like fire crackers.
MANDRAY
But the villains are just pure human
criminals, thugs and thieves. Could
the low criminal acitivity be a
conspiracy to purposely reduce

superhero activity, and lead us into

the clutches of our creators?
PANEL 5
Mandray reading the newspaper. Newspaper headlines show.
MANDRAY (CONT'D)
It says reduced criminal activity
will reduce the economy and morale in
the super hero world. But for what
purpose and how is anyone gaining
from this?
NEXT PAGE -2
PANEL 1
Mandray in his apartment, looking worried. His mother is in the
background.
MANDRAY
This question about who is making
sure of all this low criminal and
therefore superhero activity is
eating me alive.
MANDRAY'S MOTHER
I don't see how you can prove or
reveal anything. You're getting
ahead of yourself, son.
PANEL 2
A gathering at the graveyard.
CHILD WITH MOTHER
Why are we at so many funerals for so
many of our favourite superheroes?
MOTHER
Shh, son. Don't let anyone hear you.
These are strange times.
PANEL 3
Mandray walking down the street in his superhero costume. People
look at him and scowl.

MAN
There goes another useless
superhero. He's a burden on us
taxpayers. How much longer will we
have to carry them along?
MANDRAY
(to camera)
You see, the loss in the superhero
world has affected the human side of
the economy as well. Our people are
going emotionally bankrupt, if they
have to judge us superheroes.
PANEL 4
An office which shows a cabin marked EDITOR. Journalists sit
at their desks. A receptionist sits at the entrance.
RECEPTIONIST
I would deal with the surplus of phone
calls and had a special helpline to
connect to each superhero in case of
trouble or any legal action against
our superheroes.
EDITOR
Now we have no criminal activity to
report. That means we have no
superheroes to feature, either. This
has brought down our readership in a
big way.
NEXT PAGE - 3
PANEL 1
Mandray walking down a street downtown. There are a line of
shops, one of which says TOYS & SOUVENIRS. A worried
shopkeeper's face shows at the window. Camera pans inside.
SHOPKEEPER
We would order toys made to look like
superheroes. Every kid had a
superhero doll collection. Not any
more. My sales have gone down.

PANEL 2
Hospital sign reads SUPERHERO ANATOMY RESEARCH HOSPITAL.
Mandray looks at it from outside. Camera pans to a lab within.
LAB SCIENTIST
We thought of an experiment to graft
the superhero gene onto humans. Now,
the superheroes are expendable.
A PATIENT
I prefer a facelift, to a superhero
graft.
PANEL 3
Perfectly constructed building. A gang of superheroes and a
wicked looking building site contractor in a hard hat.
CONTRACTOR
Right. Now the jobless superheroes
just have to smash windows and crack
the south wall, so that we can fix it
again and get paid.
A SUPERHERO
Righto, boss.
PANEL 4
Same building site. Contractor in hard hat speaks with his hand
half covering his mouth.
CONTRACTOR
(wicked look)
I'm going to skip the payment part
THE SUPERHERO
(angry)
Nooooooo!
NEXT PAGE -4
PANEL 1
Mandray back on the park bench with a few other superheroes.
All look glum.

MANDRAY
No wonder things are now suffering
and they blame us, but I wonder if
someone planned it all. I haven't
seen my nemesis Frakork in ages.
PANEL 2
Show Frakork, a huge misshapen beast on a downtown street.
People run in terror in the cloud shaped frame.
FRAKORK
Hi, I'm Frakork. I would cause mayhem
before Mandray got to where I was.
PANEL 3
Mandray and his superhero friends on the park bench, twiddling
their thumbs.
A SUPERHERO
Mandray, we should get to the bottom
of this. We have to find out how and
why this situation happened.
MANDRAY
Yes, but how?
PANEL 4
Frakork in the cloud shaped panel.
FRAKORK
I'm here, Mandray. Come and get me!
NEXT PAGE - 5
PANEL 1
Mandray walking down the pavement.
MANDRAY
It is a long time since I last saw my
Nemesis. I wonder if I can find the
writer who wrote in Frakork, the
creature with all that strength and
rage? For he might have written him
out, too. I must find out why.

PANEL 2
Mandray at home, at his computer. His mother is in the
background.
MANDRAY'S MOTHER
Oh, Mandray, all that computer work
will stress you out.
MANDRAY
Shush, mother. I've nearly found the
writer who must've written out
Frakork.
PANEL 3
Mandray throws his arms upwards in elation and does a speedy
run around the room.
MANDRAY (CONT'D)
I've found him on the Internet! His
name is Joel Haydork.
MANDRAY'S MOTHER
Haydork sounds like his creation.
PANEL 4
Mandray walking down the street in a seedy neighbourhood of
spilling garbage cans with cats and one masked thug who stare
at Mandray suspiciously.
MASKED THUG
(hands in the air)
I'm not doing anything, Mandray.
Mandray walks past them and into a really downbeat building.
MANDRAY
It's not you I'm looking for.
NEXT PAGE - 6
PANEL 1
Mandray enters a dingy room where the plaster has peeled off
the walls and is showing the brickwork. He shakes hands with
a man in oversized, patched and borrowed clothes.

MANDRAY
Joel Haydork, writer creator of
Frakork, I presume?
JOEL H.
Yes, but I think I've also helped to
uncreate him.
PANEL 2
MANDRAY
Why so?
JOEL H.
The artist who drew Frakork has taken
his own life. Frakork can't be done.
He's just not there, your main beasty
adversary is gone.
PANEL 3
MANDRAY
But without Frakork and the villains,
I'm not getting paid. My situation is
worse than no money.
JOEL H.
You have to come with me, Mandray.
PANEL 4
Mandray and Joel Haydork go into another dingy room with a broken
down table and a computer.
JOEL H. (CONT'D)
Look at this website, the New
Universe company.
MANDRAY
What's that?
NEXT PAGE - 7
PANEL 1
Show Joel H's computer screen. The company logo is a large
squiggly circle with a perfect circle in the middle.

JOEL H.
The New Universe are everywhere! I'm
not sure what they do, but there are
rumours. Their base is in Las Vegas.
It's the biggest, the tallest
building there.
MANDRAY
The New Universe company in the
biggest building in Las Vegas? I
suppose I can't miss it.
PANEL 2
JOEL H.
Those guys are the people you need to
talk to.
MANDRAY
What do they do?
PANEL 3
Mandray and Joel H. Still talking in front of the computer.
JOEL H.
You'll find out. Their base is here
in America, in Las Vegas. You should
visit them.
MANDRAY
Huh?
PANEL 4
Joel Haydork turns his face away. Mandrake looks puzzled.
Thought bubbles.
JOEL H.
That's as far as I will go.
MANDRAY
Guess he's feeling antisocial all of
a sudden.
NEXT PAGE - 8
PANEL 1

Mandray back on the pavement of the run down neighbourhood. He

picks up one leg and bends his arms at the elbows, ready to
speedily depart. The cats and the would-be masked burglar are
still on the other pavement, watching Mandray.
MASKED THUG
(smiling)
Going somewhere, Mandray?
MANDRAY
Las Vegas calls.
MASKED THUG
Whatever will the superheroes get
down to, next?
PANEL 2
Mandray skidding to a halt against the skyline of Las Vegas and
many neonlit signs.
MANDRAY
Weird place to have a world renowned
important base in. I've heard that
these guys at New Universe deal in
war, feud and other political
trouble.

PANEL 2
Mandray approaches the entrance of an office type tall building
with the sign New Universe. Two large and strong grim looking
guards stand on either side of the entrance.
FIRST GUARD
No one allowed in here, Mandray.
SECOND GUARD
Especially you.
PANEL 3
Mandray fighting the guards with his super strength and wins.
A man in a suit exits the New Universe and appears placatory.

SUITED MAN
Come inside, Mandray. They didn't
understand you outside. You need to
talk to our Head Manager.
PANEL 4
Mandray shown into a huge, ostentatious office by the suited
man. A very good looking, curvy secretary is also there.
HEAD MANAGER
So Mandray, what can I do for you?
MANDRAY
I've heard that you lot have
something to do with the superhero
crisis?
HEAD MANAGER
Oh Mandray, come on.
MANDRAY
(angrily)
I want answers!
NEXT PAGE - 9
PANEL 1
Mandray and the Head Manager still in the Head Manager's office,
both seated, talking. Pretty secretary looks surprised.
HEAD MANAGER
(placatory)
The truth is Mandray, - well yes. We
first bribed every creator - the
writers and the artists with money
and goodies, but some we had to force
and torture to join us.
PRETTY WOMAN
Me and us girlies too? We helped to
bring all the creators under your
control?
PANEL 2
Conversation continues in the Head Manager's office.

HEAD MANAGER
Yes. We made the creators secretly
destroy nearly all the super
criminals discreetly by bringing
them to our secret bases.
PRETTY WOMAN
You mean when they burst into flames?
I thought those were part of your
fireworks.
PANEL 3
Cloud shaped panel as the Head Manager talks on. Show villains
and super heroes alike, combusting.
V.O.
HEAD MANAGER
With fewer villains and too many
heroes, the economy will crash, as
the superhero business is one of its
biggest driving forces. Sponsors
will suffer and destroy more
superheroes to get rid of them.
PRETTY WOMAN
I guess most people won't flinch, so
there will be no one to protect
superheroes like you.
PANEL 4
Cloud shaped panel continues, showing scary robots, scarier
beasts and witches.
HEAD MANAGER
Then, when all superheroes go, the
world will be a sitting duck for the
New Universe. We will attack. We will
order creators to make robots, beasts
and what ever else we want, for world
control!

NEXT PAGE - 10

PANEL 1
Frame is black. Only speech bubble shows.
V.O.
HEAD MANAGER
You are now in my underground prison.
PANEL 2
Frame is grey. Shows a prison with bars. Mandray's mother in
the prison, Mandray lying down in the foreground.
MANDRAY
Mother, what happened?
MANDRAY'S MOTHER
They shot you and brought you here to
their underground prison, Mandray.
Ooooh. I'm in so much pain.
PANEL 3
Mandray's mother bursts into flames. Mandray's writer Joel
Haydork appears, with a wicked expression on his face. Mandray
in pain.
JOEL H.
Hah! I have destroyed your mother.
MANDRAY
(screaming)
Please, please, don't destroy me! You
two are corrupt and heartless. This
is the end of me.

VILLAINS ARE RUNNING OUT

PART 5: HEINZ HEINDRIK'S STORY
PANEL 1
The front entrance of an office building sign posted as New
Universe. Robots and vicious looking beasts emerging from the
entrance on to the road. Scared looking people are rounded up
by the robots.
MAN
Help, superheroes! Please come back.
Save us.
V.O.
NARRATOR
Since all the superheroes have now
gone, humanity has been tricked into
slavery of sorts. There is no freedom
any more.
PANEL 2
Show the Head Manager of New Universe's ostentatious office.
The curvy secretary is also there, looking scared.
HEAD MANAGER
We had been planning this for a long
time to enslave humanity.
PRETTY WOMAN
Oh, boss!
PANEL 3
On the other side of the road from New Universe is an elderly
Einstein-looking professor type, Heinz Heindrik
HEINZ HEINDRIK
I am a physicist and my name is Heinz
Heindrik. I am known for figuring out
and contacting other parallel
universes, but now New Universe have
thrown me out of my work and most of
my labs have been destroyed by this
very company, New Universe.
PANEL 4

Show cloud-shaped frame with a destroyed laboratory and cut-out

of Heinz Heindrik.
HEINZ HEINDRIK (CONT'D)
It's terrible living here now. We
have no superheroes to come to our
rescue.
NEXT PAGE - 2
PANEL 1
Heinz Heindrik standing in the debris of a destroyed lab
HEINZ HEINDRIK
I have, luckily, been able to
teleport the superheroes and the one
superheroine to my parallel
universes. We truly do need
superheroes here on earth, but since
New Universe got the creators to
destroy the villains, the
superheroes could not survive.
PANEL 2
A mouse peeps out of its mousehole in the Heinz Heindrik's
destroyed lab.
MOUSE
Luckily, Prof Heindrik has one secret
lab left, with everything he needs.
This lab, in New York, is super
protected.
HEINZ HEINDRIK
I had a brilliant idea, and decided
to secret and save one lab which could
not be destroyed. I need a lab for my
idea to work.
PANEL 3
Heinz Heindrik walking to a parked, battered car. The mouse
scurries after him. Behind him, the robots and beasties wreak
havoc.
HEINZ HEINDRIK (CONT'D)

I will show you what I mean, provided

I can get to where I want to get to.
All the streets are very unsafe these
days. Misrule rules.
MOUSE
Have to get out of here.
PANEL 4
Heinz Heindrik driving down torn up roads and past buildings
with holes blasted out of them.
HEINZ HEINDRIK
The agents of the New Universe have
destroyed everything.
NEXT PAGE -3
PANEL 1
Show people lying down on the New York streets, a refugee-like
scene with children and babies crying.
V.O.
NARRATOR
The population of the human race has
gone down. How could it get like this?
PANEL 2
Cloud shaped frame of happy people with children playing on the
beach, drinking from tall glasses.
NARRATOR (CONT'D)
Just yesterday, people could enjoy a
day at the beach, playing volleyball,
drinking beer and orange juice.
PANEL 3
Inside of a packed

Opera house. Soprano type star singing.

NARRATOR (CONT'D)
People could enjoy the best of
culture and music.
PANEL 4

Heinz Heindrik driving through the road where people run. Robots
and beasts rampage.
HEINZ HEINDRIK
We had culture, music and literature
and now this. It feels like god has
abandoned us and no one seems to have
faith anyway in these harsh times.

NEXT PAGE - 4
PANEL 1
Heinz Heindrik driving through the road where two men appear
to be fighting a robot, another woman with a baby in her arms
fights a monster with her umbrella.
HEINZ HEINDRIK (CONT'D)
We hear stories of an odd few fighting
the New Universe's menaces back, but
they don't prevail ...they can't,
what without the superheroes.
PANEL 2
The mouse is now on the seat next to Heinz Heindrik in the car.
Scenes of fighting outside, on the road.
MOUSE
I hear sounds that don't spark any
good vibes. We are scared, but
someone has to fight.
PANEL 3
Heinz Heindrik still driving down a war zone. The cafe
approaches.
HEINZ HEINDRIK
My hidden lab is in New York under a
cafe.
PANEL 4

Section of the New York skyline, with a cafe on the road and
a lab cut out under it. Three men with guns can be seen in the
cut out underground section, in the lab.
HEINZ HEINDRIK (CONT'D)
I built it this one lab for tough
times, as has happened now.
Unfortunately New York now is one the
most heavily guarded cities on earth.
It will be hard for me not to be
detected.
Close up of the mouse in the car.
MOUSE
The professor has to have the three
guys with guns, in case he gets
caught.
NEXT PAGE - 5
PANEL 1
Heinz Heindrik smiles as he pulls up in front of the cafe.
HEINZ HEINDRIK
I am happy when we get to the cafe and
nothing vicious or violent seems to
be around.
MOUSE
Quick, let's go in.
PANEL 2
Mouse is inside the cafe, looking around. The mouse, the
Professor Heinz Heindrik and the three gun toting strongmen are
inside a cafe setting, no one else.
MOUSE
We need to check the cafe for anything
that could be lurking or hiding.
A GUN TOTING MAN
All seems to be clear, here.

PANEL 3
Inside of the cafe is darkish. The dark windows show flashes
of light. Mouse is going back into a mousehole, its tail showing.
HEINZ HEINDRIK
What the....! What are those lights
for?
PANEL 4
Shot of outside the cafe. The cafe is half hidden because of
the crowd of robots and beastly creatures.
V.O.
HEINZ HEINDRIK (CONT'D)
Time to open the secret door from the
cafe to my lab.
NEXT PAGE - 6
PANEL 1
Close up of fingers approaching a fingerprint monitor hidden
behind the cafe counter. A secret steel door with three
gun-toting toughs in front, is swinging open. Panic stricken
mouse.
HEINZ HEINDRIK (CONT'D)
Quick, time to get out of here. The
fingerprint monitor!
MOUSE
Gunshots outside!
PANEL 2
Heinz Heindrik alone, in a proper lab. Steel door behind him
is closed.
HEINZ HEINDRIK
Unfortunately, my three strong
protection force did not make it.
PANEL 3

The mouse is with the professor in the lab.

MOUSE
Now, for the professor's plan.
V.O.
NARRATOR
Since the superheroes are no longer
controlled by their creators, they
are going to help.
PANEL 4
Prof Heinz Heindrik in his lab on his cellphone. Cloud shaped
frame shows Victor at the other end.
HEINZ HEINDRIK
I have to contact other parallel
universes first, to talk to the
superheroes living there. I will
create a gateway for myself or for the
superheroes to cross. The gateways
will work both ways.

NEXT PAGE - 7
PANEL 1
Heinz Heindrik is in a special silvery metallic suit.
HEINZ HEINDRIK
I have my special suit to cover the
whole of me, else I will be shred to
pieces as I cross through.
PANEL 2
The professor half disappearing into a gateway labelled TO
PARALLEL UNIVERSE in his silvery metallic suit.
HEINZ HEINDRIK (CONT'D)
Have to get there as quickly as I can.
I have to save this world.
MOUSE

No one else could've done this.

PANEL 3
Heinz Heindrik exiting the gateway labelled INTO PARALLEL
UNIVERSE in his suit. It has green fields and happy looking
Victor.
VICTOR
Good to see you, professor. You said
it's urgent?
HEINZ HEINDRIK
You wont believe what is happening on
earth after you combusted and I sent
you here....
PANEL 4
Heinz Heindrik exiting the gateway labelled INTO PARALLEL
UNIVERSE in his suit again. This has hills and streams and
Nameless running towards him.
NAMELESS
My hero! I'm glad you're back.
HEINZ HEINDRIK
I saved you in the nick of time. Our
world has been totally taken over by
bad robots and beasts....
NEXT PAGE - 8
PANEL 1
Heinz Heindrik exiting the gateway labelled INTO PARALLEL
UNIVERSE in his suit. He enters a nightclub. Mandray is there.
MANDRAY
Professor! I've been having so much
fun here since you let mother go
elsewhere. Come to join me?

HEINZ HEINDRIK
Just for a bit. Your beast Frakork is
back and killing everyone in sight,

but you shouldn't miss fighting

him....
PANEL 2
Heinz Heindrik with the superheroes in a world with green
fields, gentle hills and a downtown street with the NIGHTCLUB
sign.
HEINZ HEINDRIK
All of you have to come back to earth
to save the world and whatever
population is left. You're
superheroes, so you won't need my
type of special suit.
SUPERHEROES
We're with you, and we're going to be
back in business....
PANEL 3
Same background.
NAMELESS
What's better still, we no longer
will have creators who control us. We
can decide what's best.
VICTOR
That means that no one can destroy us.
Fight bad robots and beasties? Let me
at 'em. My sponsorship money is mine!
PANEL 4
Superheroes entering the gateway single file
MANDRAY
I don't mind getting in last, because
once I'm there, I'm going to finish
those villains first.
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PANEL 1

Back on earth, humanity is rising from their prone position.

MAN
We're restless! We can't just give
up. I wish our superheroes were back
to fight this menace.
WOMAN
We're losing faith and are out of all
odds.
PANEL 2
New York, with multiple BACK TO EARTH gateways appearing down
the road. Heinz Heindrik in front, a number of superheroes are
exiting into the lab under the cafe through the gateway.
HEINZ HEINDRIK
Never fear, people of earth. I'm
back, with your favourite
superheroes.
CHILD
My toys looks just like my
superheroes.
PANEL 3
Heinz Heindrick walks down the road as robots and beasts are
trampled by the superheroes.
HEINZ HEINDRIK
Way to go, guys and my girl!
V.O.
NARRATOR
Everyone cheered. The company bosses
were brought to book.
PANEL 4
The Head Manager of New Universe and artists and writers all
in a big jail cell. The pretty secretary is standing outside
the prison.
PRETTY WOMAN
Oh boss!

ARTIST
What? But we're the ones who had to
do to his bidding.
NEXT PAGE - 10
PANEL 1
Heinz Heindrik walking on the pavement of an orderly road.
Mandray, Tubsy, Nameless, Victor and the Twin Duo in the
distance stand shoulder to shoulder.
HEINZ HEINDRIK
They're my favourite superheroes
from another parallel universe and
they're not controlled by their
creators. They're free.
PANEL 2
Close up of Nameless
NAMELESS
But the professor is my favourite.
Yay for him. Rah, rah! He's the one
who brought us back to save the world.
PANEL 3
The New York skyline with banners and buntings and balloons and
fireworks.
MOUSE
Best way to end.