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Narrator: They were two bright young stars ready for the front lines of a war going badly.
Open with a pan of Gabriel's outpost in the Marches, Arah(Katie Holmes from Dawson's Creek, possibly?), a Mercurian, sits at the feet of her Superior. Her eyes are open and rapt, adoring. Her wings are outstretched in admiration and supplication as a volcano explodes brilliant ruby red and tangerine shards of lava in the background.
Gabriel, in a whisper: Better to light a candle than curse the dark. Are you His candle, my candle, Arah-el?"
Cut to a shot of Michael and an Elohite drill instructor (who else to stay objective and give the same abuse to everyone?), both in the gleaming armor of the Heavenly Host, shouting taunts at Phillip, an Ofanite as he skirmishes with a Malakite.
Michael, to the D.I.: Ride him hard. Don't let up. He'll clear the field, come Armageddon, if we don't let him soften up.
Narrator: Now they're on their first mission, as ordinary teens in a not so ordinary school.
Music: Breathe, by Prodigy. Cue up the first few riffs, then cut to "Come play my game. . ."
Cut to a shot of the two in human vessels (Jason Behr, from Roswell as Phillip?), dressed from head to toe in Tommy Hilfiger, standing in front of a bank of red lockers.
Voiceover - Gabriel : You must cleanse this place with fire and prayer. . .
Cut to a shot of a nymphette Lilim in a cheerleader's uniform (Britney Spears' film debut?) kneeling between the football coach's legs as he sits in his chair.
Lilim: I can make it happen. Imagine it. More wins than anyone else in conference. The season starts next week. . .are you ready?
Two bracelets snap around his wrists.
Voiceover - Michael: Show the demons the true meaning of victory. . .
A Balseraph (Scot Caan from Varsity Blues?) leads the football team onto the field, screaming and mocking the guest team as he pumps up the Shedite-possessed first string of the team, almost visible tentacles rippling around their bodies. Cut to a shot of the locker room, where the players assault and maul a bound female classmate.
Narrator: Two ordinary kids, with ordinary lives - Class
Cut to shot of Arah screaming in debate with a gothed out, stringy haired guy wearing a pentagram and a t-shirt with the head of Anton LeVey. The sign behind her reads "Student Interfaith Organization."
Narrator: Sports
Phillip grapples with a young man, both in wrestling singlets and pads. He moves faster than humanly possible to break the hold and make the pin. He then helps the fellow up and they laugh and butt heads.
Narrator: And taking out the garbage!
Arah slaps Slut Lilim across the face. The Lilim pulls Arah's hair and they fall to the floor in a scratching, kicking, biting, catfight-o-rama. Clothes are ripped, flesh is exposed, then Arah lays her out by slamming her little green head against the side of the wall.
Cut to the Balseraph swinging at Phillip and him returning the punches as Arah unties a cheerleader from a makeshift altar, wrapping her red jacket around the bare girl.
Narrator: If you thought your high school was hell. . .
Arah stands on the fifty yard line of the football field, ringed by fire along the boundaries on all sides blazing with all the intensity of her Superior's Word. She shouts out Gabriel's name, and the fire around her begins to move and mutter.
Narrator: Just wait until you attend Ridgemont Academy.
Cut to scene of Philip in a tuxedo and Arah in a tangerine floor length formal speeding away from Homecoming in a lime green Tempo, Arah dangling out the window, shooting at the car in front of them.
Fade to black, cut the music. Total silence, then. . .
Voiceovers --
Phillip: Arah?
Arah: Yeah?
Phillip: When this demon stuff is done, do you wanna go to the prom with me?
Arah: You mean the green skank hasn't gotten her claws into you?
Phillip: I dunno about all this acting human stuff yet, but I DO know I don't date girls with entire zip codes between their knees. . .
The logo fades into view.
In Nomine - The Agony and The Ecstasy
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