Excerpt:
FADE IN:
EXT. PEARL OF THE ORIENT RESTAURANT - NIGHT
It's late. The streets are dark. The sign behind the door flips closed and the interior goes black.
AROUND THE CORNER-
EXT. IN THE ALLEY - CONTINUOUS
FOUR FIGURES in black ninja attire circle their prey - An OLD ASIAN MAN. Drunk.
The old man stumbles back. Tries to find balance. Tries to focus. There is no place to go.


The old man desperately tries to assess the attackers. Is there four? Eight? Twelve?




Ninja 1 signals to the others. They close in on the old man.
They attack.
The old man, alcohol impaired, dodges punches, block kicks and sweep Ninja 2 to the ground with drunk like maneuvers. The others back off.


Ninja 3, hesitates then charges.
The drunk old man delivers his own punishment. He grabs the attacker’s arm, breaks it, and sends Ninja 3 to the ground. Screams of pain echo in the alley.
Ninja 4 takes out two butterfly knives and twirls them in his hands. He attacks but before unleashing a deadly strike, the old man, lightning quick, steps in with a finger strike to the attackers throat.
Ninja 4 drops the knives, gasps for air as he falls to the ground.
Three ninjas roll on the ground in pain. The drunk old man struggles to stay on his feet.


The old man, in a low cat like stance tries to focus. Ready to pounce.
The last Ninja attacks.
These two seasoned fighters trade blows with expertise. The old man fighting both a deadly attack and his own drunken state manages to get an advantage. He sweeps Ninja 1 down then grabs the Ninja's fingers and bends them back, breaking each finger.
The Ninja rolls away in pain, removes his gloves. His fingers are twisted. Broken. Swollen. He resets them himself with a scream.
The old man moves in and just as he delivers a finishing blow one of the other ninjas hits the old man in the back of the head with a club.
The old man falls to his knees.


Ninja 1 grabs him by the shirt and lifts him back to his feet.
Ninja 1 takes off his mask but his face can't be seen in the dark alley.
He raises his fist in the air. And delivers a brutal blow and the old man drops to the ground with a thud.
The four ninjas disappear down the alley and into the night.
The old man lays there. He’s not moving. He’s not breathing.
He is dead.
A moment of silence before-
SOMETHING stirs behind a dumpster.
Someone is behind the dumpster.
Someone was watching.
That someone is ORION, a four year old little boy. His whimpered cries seep out into the night as the world turns to-
BLACKNESS
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