The Spotted Owl

The Spotted Fraternal Owl

Before the dawn breaks, a Firebird ascends upon the Land of Enchantment, as a celestial guardian that pursues and then gathers in the shadows of the creatures it hunts. Its purpose is to keep Us scattered, but close. ensuring no one falls into a trap or corral for the captivity of our newborn. at the same, the Thunderbird observes the Dead; who are still living but were cursed with an insatiable greed for nothing and at the same time for everything that could not fill their DEAD hearts as they hoard what was once freely bestowed upon Us and Our lands that had created us in the likeness of all Elements of God's creation to be one in nature on earth and above in the Heaven as the American Native Indian Children began their journey into Heaven years ago before we were born on earth today as the Children of God born to the Mother's Plane that was taken from our own Herd that is to become the New World Order to the Mother Planet that was left for destruction. some stayed behind on earth in this rapture that had become a destination to arrival for those who would return and see the same Face of God that were here 200,000 years ago, that was given to a new generation that will return with 40,000 years of technology.

as the voice-over echoes beyond the sky.

the sky rumbles, heralding a profound transformation. In the distance, two haystacks rise atop Rianna's Head, resembling horns of two Kingdoms, that had come together as the old and new one returned during the 6th season—a solemn reminder of our own enslavement. Zeus once told Roger that to truly understand freedom, one must first experience captivity. Shortly thereafter, Roger was taken to the underworld, where a Cottonwood root transforms between two guises: a serpent in summer and a staff for the winter. This is a realm, where dark forces loom over too scorched lands—lands that have been already charted for the Unkown God, who would buy another man's land from out under their feet buy a third party merchant who was there to take the lands of Native American Indian and saying that the Native was not here before so that gives everyone the rights to divide their land. when their greed had inscribed our fate in maps labeled "Land of the Unknown Gods." this division has fractured our unity, creating separate nations that speak a myriad of languages for freedom.

at the time of the Towers of Babel had risen after the fifth season the old world that became the new world in the fourth season as two hay stacks were burnt and sacrificed in the voice of that which spoke at the same time as the first Beast had done, that had Risen upon this own land, Head and Body that had two kingdoms that were given another portion or land as one third was made from half of each Kingdom to that covenant given to our children for peace. they shall see death and die on earth but will still live in the Heart that was given before the times had become one, but was taken beside a third, but these who have two Trees in the Garden Paradise were made from a hybrid where two days on earth are 2000 years in Heaven that are also beside the (weekend) two days given rest during the Hunt. two days after the fifth season making it the 6th and 7th season of sabath shall become birth pains of this earth that needed forgiveness. she'll will have Her Power, Glory, and the peace of mind, as the ground quakes from underneath Her foot. within the earth lies a majestic Green Dragon or Spring Meridian, shrouded in darkness yet clothed in sunlight. Adorned in clothing with black-and-white stripes, she remains bound to the Father in Heaven on earth. Her green eyes tell what type of color Dragon she, is, and will be with the essence of regeneration in Heaven, indicative of the five suns within our rainbow, within our universe that were consistent with two galaxies coming together a basic truth to be found of what Roger Ramos Grant created. The Green Dragon or the Great Wyrm scattered Her children across the plane of the inner earth where we were created for our children tomorrow. to Whom are the beginning and the end through mid-life of God's creation that had set today on earth. the landscapes of knowledge, isolating the common ground of art and imagination that brings forth its own creation until nothing has been set or be seen but the emptiness that remains, a testament to the days when life and death would thrive within God's Heaven.

there is a place known as Alamogordo, NEW MEXICO, within the lands of Enchantment and its backstory is tied to the Cottonwood or to the two KaChinas In contrast to a Heavenly and Earthly body. the PHEONIX was the last remnant that had risen out of the ashes of a solitary tree that stood alone as a forest. The Lord now resides atop the Tree of Knowledge in the Sacramento Mountains of New Mexico, where one of Her ancient sisters had risen before Her. This Green Dragon called REGENERATION had a sorrowful gaze surveying the turmoil that had unfolded below. Fields that once flourished with life now lie in devastation, reminders of a time long past. The Phoenix of New Mexico—Mother to the lost and found children that were crying out of the harvest—crying out mournfully for Her children Who are the first and last fruits of God's Garden Center, her lamentation echoing across desolation.

** Title: The Narration of The Future Cosmos **

INT. DINER – NIGHT

The Bar and Grill's warm, buzzing atmosphere abruptly stops as God’s voice softly cuts through the noise. Even the sizzle of the grill seems to pause.

The Holy Spirit is female 

HOLY SPIRT

(soft and firm)

The things that were here before must return... but it’s not too late for the light to shine through our Prophet. The things that must come to pass will reclaim their action and place.

The room stays frozen, save for the flicker of the neon "OPEN" sign.

The Holy Ghost is female

HOLY GHOST 

(echoes of time)

Then, just as suddenly, the noise returns: forks clinking, conversations bubbling. Life resumes like nothing happened.

Roger (O.S.)

(half-whispering, half-annoyed)

I’m right here, you know. You don’t have to use the whole "voice of the universe" thing.

JUKEBOX

an auto song stats and a beep the jukebox button that is being pressed grabs attention. A Russian military tune starts playing. Everyone turns toward the door as it swings open.

A YOUNG RUSSIAN PILOT strides in, the kind of guy who looks like he fell out of a propaganda poster—square jaw, piercing eyes, and a military coat that’s one button away from an action sequence.

Tucked under his left arm? A FRENCH HORN. It glimmers awkwardly till under the fluorescent light.

The pilot pauses, surveying the room with the intensity of being alive and in America while having evening brunch. The French horn begins to... shimmer. and in a blink, it morphs into a CANDELABRA with five lit candles. The transformation doesn’t faze him one bit.

PILOT

(to himself, thick Russian accent)

This is normal. Very normal.

He removes his military hat with dramatic flair, his movements precise and almost choreographed. The hat lands neatly on the table as he seats himself down, his military posture unbroken.

A waitress zooms past, juggling a tray of coffee mugs. while a pilot waits, glancing expectantly at her.

Nothing.

Another waitress bustles by with a plate of pancakes.

Still nothing.

The pilot sighs heavily, muttering something in Russian as he adjusts his candelabra. Then, he looks around the Bar and Grill, scanning for... another fighter pilot that He met over the phone an hour ago? the pilot was still upset that he got stationed here near Alamogordo New Mexico, cursing the whole night because He was sent to Holloman Air Force Base for - (World Wide Wing) not knowing that His flight partner had died while flying their jet plane an hour ago into turbulence as he hit a mountain side going slow enough two live the second plane crash of his life but had slipped while getting out of the cock pit before hitting that canyon floor.

V.O.

Finally, he leaned back in his seat, his expression stoic but his eyes kept darting around looking for someone else who was beside him that day.

PILOT

(to himself, low and dramatic)

Russia, no service. America... no service? 

PILOT

A bottle of your best Vodka.

so lonely he orders a Bottle of Vodka and drinks up waiting for that pilot who had called on the phone to meet him, at the bar and grill. while talking to the one who called on the phone he gets an epiphany and starts to cry knowing that his best friend was there just talking to him and, needed to talk to His best friend and for them to take his last drink with His buddy who had died in a plane wreck while deploying north to the Alien Invasion before he would take His last flight in Heaven.

Altered: At the end of the night, he realizes his friend has been talking to him all this time in the Bar and Grill and starts crying. He gets a phone call, and his friend Stoic calls for him.

EXT. SACRED GROVE - NIGHT

A vast landscape, half baked in the moonlight, half done in the stone's darkness of the past. In the distance, a cave stands ominous at Three Rivers in New Mexico, its entrance flickering with the glow of unseen fire. The wind whispers ancient secrets of our timeline.


NARRATOR David Icke (V.O.) In three generations, the Thunderbird drew its strength from the three rivers. past, present, and future of that turn a flicker in a flame of death into a green field that had once burned with the Phoenix.

A YOUNG PROPHET (ROGER), eyes ablaze with wisdom beyond years, steps forward, his silhouette framed against the night. Behind him, three figures stand—a MAN-CHILD, a WARRIOR, and an ELDER. Their forms shift like echoes of the past and future coming together as one timeline. as if one was dead but still living and this is, and will be the destruction of EARTH or HEAVEN. 


ROGER


(talking to the stars)


NARRATOR (V.O.) The land was once shared by all. Now, dominion has become a curse...


EXT. SKY ABOVE THE EARTH - NIGHT


A celestial rift appears, and from within, a GIRL CHILD, wrapped in a radiant light. The stars seem to glow and bow at her arrival. Her name is Rianna.


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INT. TRIBAL LONGBOAT - FIRELIT NIGHT- TELEPATHY


Elders gather, whispering amongst themselves. A SHAMAN, ancient yet alert, raises his hands for silence and everybody's attention.


SHAMAN


He is of the Tribe of Reuben. who is from the Seminole tribe near Memphis Tennessee and restarting heir carried in hidden the United States of America, and an inheritant of Heaven, by All in Spirit, who is the first, and last of Heaven, as Roger, was chosen by the stars above, as He was embodied by the third Spirit, and the spirit, that was imprisoned by God of the past-present.


ROGER


Who is a young man now, age 23, and stands before 1000 Demons that used to administer to Him, his eyes reflecting the flames as if they were containing their very essence of the Woman's Divine. and the very clay of what Time had created Us out from the earth like clay tablets that would survive the flood.


ROGER


(softly talking to the Angels or Demons)


I am but a child of the Earth and an inheritant to the Throne of God's Temple. What would you have me do Lord?


(V.O.)


A MIGHTY WIND sweeps outside the temple, rattling the Serpent's tail like a fan in the wind. the elders Who were talking to Roger exchanged glances.


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EXT. COSMIC BATTLEFIELD - NIGHT


The universe is a battleground of swirling cosmic energy. Amidst the chaos, Roger, a fierce yet innocent child, clutches the Mark of the Beast in his right hand and a large shield forged by Jupiter himself on his left arm shielding his body as well.


NARRATOR (V.O.) In the beginning, from the cosmic clash of forces, a hero was born on the Island of Great Britain.


EXT. OLD BALDY MOUNTAIN - WINTER


The snowy peak of Old Baldy looms in the distance.  SAINT KING LAZARUS, a formidable figure, stands atop, disguised by the snow. The mountain's visage changes, altering the sun's face and true nature.


SAINT KING LAZARUS (whispering) The time to change the world has come.


EXT. SACRED TEMPLE - DAY

Roger stands before the Sword of Good Kings. As he speaks the Words of God, they spring forth from his mouth as a sword, springing forth from a stone that had it in captivity far too long.


ROGER (reverent) Let the power of the divine nourish all.


EXT. ANCIENT BATTLEGROUND - NIGHT

The skies are alight with the clash of ice and fire. Roger, now a shining stone, stands at the center. as a black stone burns in a smokeless fire, its bones becoming a bottomless firepit as it gets hotter.

NARRATOR (V.O.) In the ancient wars of black and gold, the fire of God's forging spirit was set into life and into the Sword of Destiny. as the Sword's EGO was born.

EXT. SCOTTISH THRONE - DAY


ROGER approaches the throne of Scotland, holding a rod of iron that was fashioned to God's will with a mighty strike of Thor's Hammer, and re-forges the legendary Excalibur from the stone beneath the throne.


ROGER (determined) From the depths of fire and iron, a weapon to unite the land.

EXT. RIVERBANK - DAY
at the swollen riverbank where the floodwaters of Hell slowly rise in the lakes of fire that contain all of Roger's enemies at the end of the sixth minute of the sixth hour on the sixth Day in Heaven.

NARRATOR (V.O.) In the blazing river, the enemies of justice were consumed.

EXT. UNITED LANDSCAPE - SUNSET

The golden lights of the setting sun bathes the land in a warm glow. A deep, resonant voice echoes through the air, bringing comfort and unity to the people.


DEEP VOICE (comforting) In unity, we find our strength and our peace.


FADE OUT.

DIVINE VOICE


You are the fire in the water, RONIN. the bridge between the past and future.

The man-child Ronin steps forward, placing his hand into the burning river. Instead of pain, understanding floods his expression. and the fires consume Him once again to refinement and to become an Idol that must separate God's flock from a Valley of Death.


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EXT. MOUNTAIN PEAK - SUNSET

King Lazuras stands at the summit, looking over the vast desert land below, where people still fight over what was once freely given by nature. He clenches his fists, with determination in his eyes. He saves, one time, the measure of a Heavenly being, that has sacrificed their soul, for our winter and their meat so that we could grow strong and feed our own that was lifted out from the earth as Bison (Buffalo).

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EXT. MOUNTAIN SUMMIT - SUNSET

KING Saint Lazarus stands at the summit, gazing over the vast desert land below. The sunsets, cast a golden glow on the endless expanse where people struggle over what was once freely given by nature.


NARRATOR (V.O.) In a world where nature's bounty has been overshadowed by human conflict, one figure stands tall, determined to restore balance.


EXT. SUBMIT - CLOSE UP


ROGER
tears, burned in his eyes. He recalls the sacrifice of a Heavenly being, who gave their soul for the harsh winter and their meat to strengthen and sustain humanity on earth they should never be harnessed or in captivity for what they do for people on earth.

FLASHBACK - HEAVENLY REALM


A HEAVENLY BEING, ethereal, and radiant buffalo sacrifices their soul. so that four people can live. A brilliant light envelops them, and from the earth, four majestic BISON (BUFFALO) rise out and stand upon the plain.

NARRATOR (V.O.) The Heavenly being's sacrifice brought forth the Bison, a gift from the earth to nourish and strengthen humankind.


EXT. DESERT LAND - DAY


People fight over dwindling resources, unaware of the sacred origins of their sustenance. The Bison roam the land, a symbol of the Heavenly being's sacrifice.

ROGER

 (voiceover) In a time of strife, we must remember the gifts of the past and honor the sacrifices made for our survival.


EXT. MOUNTAIN SUMMIT - SUNSET


King Lazarus raises his arms, a symbol of unity and strength. The sun sets behind him, casting a silhouette of hope. and a rainbow aura around him.

NARRATOR (V.O.) With determination and reverence, King Lazarus vows to restore harmony and gratitude to this world in turmoil. and return a night before in spirit. and anoints Roger Grant with the Hand of God in sight and the rod of iron to forge a sword to win this battle against the enemy.

FADE OUT.

NARRATOR (V.O.) The world turns to the child that was conceived on December 24, 1968. as in the time of the creature's reappearance to remember yesterday as the manifestation of God's gifted Spirit.


FADE TO BLACK.

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EXT. COSMIC BRIDGE - DAY

The screen opens with a drizzling over the Earth’s vibrant sky. A cosmic Bridge of Dreams connects Mexico to New Mexico through the United States.

EXT. COSMIC BRIDGE - DAY TITLE: ANTINERSE

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EXT. HEAVENLY LANDSCAPE - DAY

The sky is a breathtaking blend of swirling blue and white, resembling the vibrant strokes of an artist's brush. As we pan across the scene, we see two figures standing side by side: BOB, a gentle creator, and VAN GOGH, a spirited visionary.

BOB

(smiling, gesturing to the sky)

Look at the beauty we’ve created. It’s as if the universe is alive with color.

VAN GOGH

(intensely focused)

Ah, but art is not just beauty. It holds mysteries that we must unravel.

The clouds swirl and reshape as they speak, hinting at deeper meanings hidden in their artwork.

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EXT. GARDEN OF WISDOM - DAY


The scene shifts to a lush garden filled with abundant flowers and tall trees. Here, ANCESTORS gather, whispering ancient secrets to the wind.

ANCESTOR #1

(in a hushed tone)

We have returned to reclaim the knowledge of lost time that was lost in time. for a time that returns to earth once again.


ANCESTOR #2

(nodding)

We come from the stars, but we must find our place back on Earth, our foundations of truth.


The light shifts, revealing a figure emerging from an ethereal mist—a young begotten Annumakki child around the age of 14 prepares Herself with a speech. for the ages that are sprung forth with wisdom being common ground to all authority, and Her existence to Our Ancestors on Earth comes between the Mountains Gods or the Annunakki, and the Gods of Earth Who are the Kings of Earth. and who kept a covenant with the currents of God's waters.


LADY OF HEARTH

(with compassion)

I have come to apologize personally for the war that led to a massacre 3600 years ago when we had this planet called Earth, our neighbor, who was Venus, had capsized each end of our longboats (planets) before being stranded on Mars, Venus had slammed into Uropa that was within distance of sight of each other, when the forces had made to our grievance on earth and mended the wounds of our past, to carry the wisdom into a new age for ''God the Sons."

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EXT. ANCIENT COSMIC LANDSCAPE - NIGHT


A majestic view of the cosmos with Earth, Venus, Mars, and Europa nearby. The stars twinkle, and the planets shine in the dark void.


NARRATOR (V.O.) In an age long past, the celestial realms were in turmoil.


EXT. EARTH - DAY


A peaceful, thriving Earth with lush landscapes and vibrant life. LADY OF EARTH, a regal and compassionate figure, stands tall, looking up at the heavens.


LADY OF EARTH (solemnly) I have come to apologize personally for the war that led to a massacre 3600 years ago.


EXT. COSMIC BATTLEFIELD - NIGHT


Venus and Earth’s orbits clash, causing chaos. Longboats (planets) capsize, colliding with each other. Venus drifts closer, colliding with Europa.


NARRATOR (V.O.) Venus, our neighbor, capsized the ends of our longboats, leading to a cosmic struggle that stranded us on Mars.


EXT. EUROPA - DAY


The collision of Venus and Europa sends shockwaves through the cosmos, visible from Earth.


NARRATOR (V.O.) Venus collided with Europa, and the forces of the universe bore down upon Earth, leading to grievous losses and ancient wounds.

EXT. EARTH - DAY


Lady of Earth gazes upon the vast lands below, where people struggle and fight over dwindling resources.


LADY OF EARTH (determined) We must mend the wounds of our past and carry the wisdom into a new age for "God the Sons."


EXT. NEW AGE - DAY


The planets align in a harmonious dance. Earth, Venus, Mars, and Europa are now in balance. A new era dawns, filled with hope and unity.

NARRATOR (V.O.) With heartfelt apologies and newfound wisdom, we move forward into a new age, where the sons of God and the Earth can thrive in peace.


FADE OUT.


ANCESTORS

The ancestors bow their heads, acknowledging her presence.

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EXT. EARTH - Desolated FIELDS - DAY

(V.O.)

We see a desolate landscape, remnants of a once-thriving civilization. The EARTH itself is longing for renewal.


NARRATOR (V.O.)

Once known as Guya, Earth sacrificed itself for its children. Now, it awaits their return.


(looking into past)

Briefly, we see glimpses of destruction—wildfires, floods, and chaos—but then transition back to hope as the YOUNG WOMAN raises her hands and speaks about a prior time that we were together on Earth, Mars, and Jupiter. and also Venus the island of tropical deserts.


LADY OF HEARTH

(with determination)

Together, we shall restore the fruits of what has been found, a garden where truth and wisdom bloom. and where our hands in Heaven can reach out boldly for each other.


meanwhile, she did not know that Her people were attacking our planet again to set the record for three straight wins into our final conference showdown if they didn't succeed this time. we take the universe the cup and the sachel on the back of Kokopelli.


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THUNDER BIRD

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EXT. EARTH - DILAPIDATED FIELDS - DAY


We see a desolate landscape, remnants of a once-thriving civilization. The EARTH itself is longing for renewal.


NARRATOR (V.O.)

Once known as Guya, Earth sacrificed itself for its children in Heaven. Now, it awaits their return.

Briefly, we see glimpses of destruction—wildfires, floods, and chaos—but then transition back to hope as the YOUNG WOMAN raises her hands.


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EXT. HEAVENLY LANDSCAPE - LATER


Bob and Van Gogh stand in front of a canvas, which is splashed with vibrant colors that mimic the sky. Van Gogh, his signature hat tilted back, gazes at the painting with a fervor that suggests he’s in a trance. Bob, however, looks a bit perplexed.

BOB

(trying to make sense of it)

So, Van Gogh, what do you think these teardrops mean?


Van Gogh points excitedly at the painting.


VAN GOGH

Ah, they are not just teardrops, my friend! They represent the eternal cycle of life—where the new breath is ushered in as we bid farewell to what once was!

BOB

(confused)

Right, right... but it looks like someone spilled a bottle of blue on the canvas.


Van Gogh gasps dramatically, clutching his chest.


VAN GOGH

That is the beauty of it! It’s the ocean’s sorrow meeting the sky’s joy!


Bob looks skeptical, glancing back at the canvas.


BOB

Ocean’s sorrow? Is that like when my cat gets its paws wet?


Van Gogh mutters something in French, clearly offended. He dramatically gestures to the canvas again.


VAN GOGH

Picture this: Every light in the sky represents an hour of time taken from here to create our existence on Earth.


BOB

(raising an eyebrow)

So, you’re saying we owe the stars rent? I can’t even pay my electric bill!


Van Gogh continues, unfazed.


VAN GOGH

And this existence is destined for the Lord’s time—a glorious time crafted by the divine!


BOB

(pausing)

Wait, so God is a woman now?


Van Gogh nods vigorously, eliciting a serious tone.


VAN GOGH

Indeed! A woman in love with her children. She protects them fiercely, like a lioness with her cubs!



Bob laughs, picturing a lioness in a fierce face-off with a toddler over a toy.


BOB

Yeah, I can see it now. “Back off, kid! These are MY fruits of labor!”


Van Gogh, utterly bewildered, shakes his head as if Bob is a lost cause.


VAN GOGH

But we must understand the merging of realms!


BOB

Sure, but can we merge realms with a map and Ruler? Because I could really go for the Carry On, who is a naked woman that is covered in long red hair over her naked body. and as a maiden that carries you onto Avalon. the witch passes through the thoughts of your glorious days and then through the days that were swept away by other people's jealousy and over the souls of women who are waiting for their husbands but were taken by another who could hold on to them.


Van Gogh flails his arms, jumping up and down, nearly knocking over paintbrushes.


VAN GOGH

You do not understand the gravity of our discussion!


Bob casually pulls out a Apple from his bag, takes a big bite.


BOB

(smirking)

I think I do! All this talk about merging has made me “starve” for some Heavenly bread the “divine” nourishment of Spirit and Soul! and water from the waters of Heaven.


Van Gogh stares, baffled but unable to suppress a chuckle. one can not live on bread alone.


VAN GOGH

Ah, Bob. Only you can turn art into appetite!


They both burst into laughter as the camera pulls back to reveal the chaotic yet vibrant studio, filled with colors and laughter, capturing the essence of their unique friendship.


FADE OUT


BOB

What if we painted the truth? The beauty, the pain, and the wisdom of our existence?



VAN GOGH

(with fervor)

Yes, let us create a masterpiece that speaks to the heart of mankind! and leaves an everlast art for mankind to paint upon their canvas and the earth that has every color that blind man can see from the distance of his imagination or our multicolored pallet to be the instrument of God's creation on earth.


They begin to paint, transferring their vision onto the canvas. The scene becomes a whirlwind of color and emotion, representing a faraway journey back to true wisdom and understanding.


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EXT. THE GARDEN OF WISDOM - DAY


The ancestors and the Lady of Hearth, 'Let us stand together, witnessing the first blooms of a garden in a new season. The sky radiates, with the promise of rebirth. followed by two other entities that gather in the same sequence that one holds to this place, or the next in space.

NARRATOR (V.O.)

And thus, as above, so below. The art of Heaven becomes the truth of Earth, and all things find their rightful place in the universe.


FADE TO BLACK.


On the U.S. side, a Customs Officer stares slack-jawed at a tall gringo with a long melon head. his hair recedes from the bottom, i mean from the top of his melon. The customs agent wondered how to greet this new person who looked like he was from Rosewell, New Mexico.


CUSTOMS OFFICER

(thinking to himself)

what is your nationality?


CUSTOMS OFFICER

(to thinks to himself)


Do I ask for a passport... or just give an American Sign Language of Peace? the C.O. makes an American Sign Language of "LOVE" with two hands close to his heart and lets them through the border on the US side.


On the Mexico side, a mariachi band plays jubilantly, their trumpets gleaming under cosmic light. as the children sell Chiclets on the bridge of the Americas.


A tourist in a sombrero takes selfies, looking as if this is just another day in Mexico. while teenagers search thier pockets for a dollar or two to enter the United States.


The bridge of America arches over the borders and in my dream a very high Rainbow bridge that bridges over and across the universe like with a cosmic slope. and on top of the of the border bridge, A pigeon lands on the railing of bird shit, immediately regretting life's choices.


EXT. FOURTH HEAVEN - DAY

The Fourth Heaven is again in the U.S.A. but became the fifth Heaven when Roger needed “More Time!” to fulfill His prophecy in the Book of Revelations. so he asked.


FOURTH HEAVEN REPRESENTATIVE

ROGER (Bradd Pitt)

(shouting)

I would like an extension, please! I have a celestial report due by... now!

Mexico had swapped the fifth Heaven with the USA for the 4th Heaven because of that extension that the Prophet Roger needed.

EXT. MEXICO - TRANSFORMATION - DAY

In an instant, Mexico transforms into an energetic paradise filled with festive music and jubilant MARACAS SHAKERS dancing in tune, Tuba,

ROGER

 (V.O.)

(with a playful tone)

San Mexico said, “Who works all day without a siesta for lunch during the summer heat?”

V.O.

in the Spirit of Christ, a man the groom is seen under a tree taking a nap before the great wedding would occur. meanwhile the dance of Starvation occurs.

EXT. RIO GRANDE - DAY

A massive canal is under construction, a grand endeavor that channels the waters of the Rio Grande toward Baja California. Workers labor solemnly, shaping a 6-foot-deep, 100-meter-wide enclosed walled waterway with determination etched on their faces.

NARRATOR (V.O.)

In the harsh desert, an ancient irrigation treaty is reborn. The Rio Grande will flow into Baja California, a powerful symbol of unity between nations—an unbreakable bond. This waterway will extend to the Gulf of Mexico, connecting people from diverse lands and cultures, ushering in a new era.

EXT. PACIFIC COAST OF MEXICO - NIGHT

The night sky is illuminated as fiery missiles rain down, streaking like shooting stars igniting the darkness. ANCIENT ANCESTORS, their celestial robes shimmering with ethereal light, descend gracefully. THE BODY, clad in simple, flowing garments, stands barefoot on the parched desert floor, gazing upward in awe, a mix of fear and wonder in his eyes.

ROGER

(to the heavens)

They have returned, just as foretold. Our ancient kin, with their majestic wisdom, stands above us again. The earth shall bear witness to the unfolding of this prophecy.

INT. THE SACRED TEMPLE - TELEPATHY

Inside a dim underground chamber, candles flicker, casting shadows that dance on the walls. THE BODY sits at the head of the table, surrounded by world leaders who exude a blend of anxiety and hope. On the wall, a map of Baja California is boldly outlined, marking potential boundaries for the future.

ROGER 

(passionately, voice rising)

The prophecy speaks of a future unlike any imagined—a dawn where unity reigns supreme among nations, races, and even the stars. The 48th President, as destined, will be of Mexican descent, and fluent in English, ensuring pathways remain open for the 49th. Following this, the 50th will be a full-blooded Native American—a true unification. And with that, Baja California will rise as the 51st State of our Union.

LEADER #1

(leaning forward, incredulous)

You envision a future so breathtaking... Yet can such a reality truly come to pass?

(ROGER)

(voice intense, barely contained)

The Anunnaki, the Mountain Gods—beings who wandered the earth since the dawn of creation, have watched us from afar. They cursed our enemies who descended from worlds beyond, leaving them barren. for millennia. they remained imprisoned in their own darkness. but now they have returned, leaving their own behind on a lifeless planet we once saved. They roam our world, searching for signs of weakness, as we prepare for a reckoning—our moment to reclaim our destiny and rewrite history.

A heavy silence blankets the room, the weight of the words sinking in. The leaders exchange uncertain glances, sensing the gravity of the moment.


INT. WHITE HOUSE - OVAL OFFICE - DAY

President Kamala Harris watches the TV broadcast. Her expression shifts from shock to bemusement as she addresses her staff.


PRESIDENT KAMALA HARRIS (laughing) Planetarian search seekers for water? Is that what they call themselves? Get me on the line with them. We need an answer and a plan


STAFF MEMBER (grinning) Yes, Madam President!

**Title: Before the Invasion**

**FADE IN:**

**INT. WHITE HOUSE - OVAL OFFICE - DAY**

The room buzzes with excitement. PRESIDENT KAMALA HARRIS, newly elected, stands at the center, beaming. JOE BIDEN, now her Vice President, grins beside her. The staff applauds—some genuinely, others because it is their job.

**PRESIDENT KAMALA HARRIS**  

(smiling)  

Joe, we did it. The people have spoken, and now it’s our turn to lead.

**VICE PRESIDENT JOE BIDEN**  

(grinning)  

Kamala, this is just the beginning. Together, we’ll make history. Or at least a few headlines.

**CUT TO:**

**INT. PRESS ROOM - DAY**

Reporters eagerly await the new administration’s first address. Kamala and Joe step up to the podium.

**PRESIDENT KAMALA HARRIS**  

(confidently)  

Good afternoon. Today marks a new chapter for our nation. Vice President Biden and I are committed to working tirelessly for the American people.

**VICE PRESIDENT JOE BIDEN**  

(nodding)  

We’re stronger than ever. And, hey, if you thought my last presidency was something, wait until you see this sequel.

**CUT TO:**

**INT. WHITE HOUSE - SITUATION ROOM - NIGHT**

Kamala and Joe are briefed by top military officials. The air is thick with tension—and a hint of someone’s microwaved leftover fish.

**GENERAL**  

(serious)  

Madam President, we’ve detected unidentified ships approaching Earth. They are lingering in a region where time and space do the tango before disappearing entirely.

**PRESIDENT KAMALA HARRIS**  

(deadpan)  

So, Florida?

**GENERAL**  

(blinking)  

No, outer space. But the level of denial is similar.

**VICE PRESIDENT JOE BIDEN**  

(leaning in)  

Folks, we’ve got two options: pretend this isn’t happening or turn it into an opportunity for interplanetary diplomacy.

**PRESIDENT KAMALA HARRIS**  

(smiling)  

Or we could ask Congress to investigate it for six years and do nothing.

**CUT TO:**

**INT. OVAL OFFICE - NIGHT**

Kamala and Joe address the nation via live broadcast.

**PRESIDENT KAMALA HARRIS**  

(calmly)  

My fellow Americans, we have detected alien ships approaching Earth. Rest assured, we are in communication with them and will ensure the safety and security of our planet.

**VICE PRESIDENT JOE BIDEN**  

(reassuring)  

We welcome these visitors with open arms. And, listen, if they want to vote, we’ll sort that out later.

**CUT TO:**

**EXT. NORTH POLE - NIGHT**

A spaceship shimmers above icy sheets. Inside, a convoy of women from a dying planet huddles. Their mission? To find freedom on Earth. Their emergency? Stopping for rations—and learning Earth’s bizarre customs.

**INT. RUSSIAN CITY - DAY**

Citizens wave flags, celebrating, convinced this is the start of world peace. Spoiler: It’s not.

**NARRATOR (V.O.)**  

Captain Kirk stumbled upon ancient manuscripts revealing the aliens’ true mission from 3,600 years ago—because if history has taught us anything, it's that it always repeats itself when you least want it to.

**CUT TO:**

**INT. STARSHIP ENTERPRISE - BRIDGE - DAY**

CAPTAIN KIRK, perplexed, flips through dusty manuscripts while space Wi-Fi buffers.

**CAPTAIN KIRK**  

(reading)  

So… their last mission was to destroy Earth? Not on my watch.

**CUT TO:**

**INT. WHITE HOUSE - SITUATION ROOM - DAY**

**VICE PRESIDENT JOE BIDEN**  

(squinting at the report)  

You know, this whole "alien invasion" thing feels like a setup. We can’t even get potholes fixed—who’s handling space defense?

**PRESIDENT KAMALA HARRIS**  

(dryly)  

Probably the same folks who handle public transit.

**CUT TO:**

**FADE TO BLACK.**

INT. WANDERING STAR - CUSPID LOOP - DAY

A lonely WANDERING STAR floats through the cosmos, sighing dramatically. and the Lord over sit your chair and the light had shined upon the constellation Cassiopeia where the Mother sat as the evil in Woman and in man a great Magician that held us together when they tore us apart.

INT. KITCHEN - EARLY MORNING

The clock shows one hour before his shift starts, but JAMES is already there. Meticulous doesn't even begin to describe him. He’s a cook who doubles as a cleanliness crusader.

NARRATOR (V.O.) James arrives an hour early, armed with cleaning supplies and a determination that would impress even the most seasoned janitor.

James, a man who loves to eat almost as much as he loves cleanliness, surveys the kitchen like a general before battle. He spots a smudge on the counter and swoops in, dishcloth at the ready.

NARRATOR (V.O.) He’s so clean that he washes dishes everywhere he goes, spot-cleaning surfaces like he’s auditioning for a cleaning product commercial.

James hums happily as he scrubs, polishes, and buffs everything in sight. His words are as spotless as his surroundings, each sentence crisp and clear.

NARRATOR (V.O.) James speaks as cleanly as he cooks. Sometimes, it seems like his ADHD has only two settings: stop and go.

James freezes mid-sentence, eyes narrowing as he spots a stray crumb. He’s off like a shot, cleaning it up before resuming his cheerful chatter.

JAMES Can’t have crumbs messin’ up my kitchen!

NARRATOR (V.O.) And just like that, James moves on to the next task, driven by an unstoppable urge to keep everything immaculate.

James opens the door for Tex as He steps inside.

EXT. HEAVEN - DAY

Title: The Texans Brothers

Scene 1: The Parking Lot

Visuals: a convertible floats in the parking lot.

TEXAN 1 and TEXAN 2, brothers, step out of their convertibles.

TEXAN 1: "Hey brother."

TEXAN 2: "Hey cuz. How you doing?"

TEXAN 1: "Not good if we don’t get this sale done."

TEXAN 2: "That’s no problem, brother. Night Hawk is a good man and the nicest man I’ve smelled."

TEXAN 1: "Remember, it’s just poker in the front and pleasure in the rear."

They both smile.

TEXANS 1 & 2: Oh Dear!

Scene 2: The Spotted Fraternal Owl

TEXAN 1 goes to the back and fills his other cheek with chew, then steps into The Spotted Fraternal Owl.

He’s greeted by NIGHT OWL, the owner, a tall Native American man.

NIGHT OWL: "Howdy, how do you chew?"

A patron named JOHN,  a small man and that says hello.

JOHN: "How do you do, Big Man, Indian.

NIGHT OWL: "Hi John."

NIGHT OWL, dressed in a blue shirt and red tie, looks like he’s from the "Tribe of the Republicans."

NIGHT OWL tells TEXAN 1 to wait for NIGHT HAWK in the corner.

NIGHT HAWK enters, looking like he stepped off a "Golden Showers" perfume commercial. He’s also a tall Native American, dressed in a black biker jacket that says "Zulus."

NIGHT OWL: "I hear a lot of good things about you, my friend. Keep stepping forward; Night Hawk will be with you in a second. Down there in the corner."

TEXAN 1: "Yep, down there."

NIGHT OWL: "Oh Tex!"

TEXAN 1 turns around and catches a packet of salt tossed by NIGHT OWL. He puts it in his pocket and winks and then continues walking to the corner.

Scene 3: The Twin

The second Texan brother steps into the fraternal night owl.

NIGHT OWL, amused by the sight of the twins, laughs and invites him over.

NIGHT OWL: "You two are invited for a twin dinner for two nights."

The second Texan smiles and takes a seat near NIGHT OWL.

SECOND TEXAN: "How do you do it, friend?"

NIGHT OWL tosses him a packet of salt, and the second Texan freezes and then farts out loud. Patrons bow their heads in relief from the smell.

Scene 4: The Bible

Meanwhile, TEXAN 1 opens the Bible and hears a beautiful sound of demons with Angels singing with Dolly Parton as Dave Allen Cole narrates from the New Texas Translation pocket Bible.

• Night Owl chuckles, gesturing toward a shadowy corner where NIGHT HAWK sits, exuding intrigue. His military briefcase glows faintly—gold bullion or Bitcoin, no one knows.
• Dressed in skin-tight pants and a leather vest emblazoned with "Mystery of Babylon," Night Hawk smells like he walked straight out of a perfume commercial.
• NARRATOR (V.O.) If Tex had charisma in cowboy boots, Night Hawk was an enigma in leather pants. Together, they'd create a scene no one would forget.
• Tex swaggers over, his grin widening with each step. Night Hawk's sharp eyes assess Tex like a TSA agent.
• NIGHT HAWK (smirking) Chew’s on you, Tex. Business or just blowin' smoke?
• TEX Well, butter my biscuit and call me a short stack! I’m here for business, partner. But don’t think I won’t sweeten the deal.
• Bar patrons lean in, pretending not to eavesdrop. A man in the corner whispers, “This is better than cable.”
• Night Hawk leans back, folding his arms.
• NIGHT HAWK Big words for a man with a suitcase full of… what? Golden snake oil?
• TEX (grinning, tapping the suitcase) Snake oil? This here’s more valuable than Texas tea. And I’m bettin’ you know just the crowd to sell it to.
• NARRATOR (V.O.) And just like that, Tex and Night Hawk began their dance—a tango of wit, charm, and deals that make small towns legendary.
• Bar patrons watch, captivated, as Tex and Night Hawk trade quips like gunfighters exchanging shots. In the background, the jukebox plays a slow country tune, unnoticed. All eyes are on the table where Southern charm meets mysterious charisma, and sparks fly.

• ／1

INT. COSMIC NURSERY - DAY

The celestial atmosphere is vibrant and alive, filled with the sounds of laughter and playful chaos. The nursery, a grand space floating in the cosmos, is filled with whimsical decor—stars, galaxies, and comets playfully scattered around like toys. At the center, a massive crib holds the planets, each with its own unique personality.





WANDERING STAR

(excitedly)

Finally, a reunion... with the outcasts!

EXT. EARTH - NIGHT

Stars twinkle serenely above Earth, eagerly anticipating the arrival of new cosmic beings.


CELESTIAL BEING #1

(whispering to another)

I hope they don’t bring their weird intergalactic cousin again the one that wheres gold and calls himself a Latino King.


CELESTIAL BEING #2

(smoking on something peculiar)

All I’m saying is, “Blood nor Crips” don’t get grave reviews unless they can break a leg or two!


EXT Cosmic Strike

They're all singing and dancing to an African Spiritual song of "Free Neslon Medela." Ural now dressed in stripes like Saturn and Jupiter returns to the party with more guests that find out that their twin was at this party that the cosmos had thrown. Venus is very shy and and very young compared to its twin Earth sibling Hearth, that's when Pluto brings Hades who is trying to hit on our Moon awkwardly, clearly just happy to be invited.

NARRATOR (VO)

(DR. MICHIO KAKU, NEIL DEGRASSE TYSON, AND CHUCK D, TAG-TEAM VOICEOVER)


KAKU:

Every trip Ural made around Earth wasn't just another lap—oh no, this planet came with a party.


NEIL DEGRASSE TYSON:

That's right. Ural brought its A-game, gravitational pull tighter than a Spandex jumpsuit on a neutron star.


CHUCK D:

And like every good jam, it pulled in backup—one planet in, one planet out. You know that’s quantum entanglement, flavor of the universe.


(V.O.)

The planets cheer as Ural ceremoniously watches young Venus looking wanting to dance Ural unaware of His last step slips and collides with Jupiter and then Mars leaving a little mess behind, after seeing Ural off orbit a little during this comic waltz that stumbles it into Juno and then into who He was his dancing with, but gets back up quickly like nothing ever happened. that's when Neptune tries to high-five Saturn, but the rings keep getting in the way.


PLUTO

(Sassy)

Don't mind me. Still officially not a planet. Living rent-free, though.


As they erupt and continue rolling around in cosmic laughter, the universe twinkles like it's heard the best joke in galactic history.


PLANETS gathered around a light, holding hands (or whatever planets use to hold hands), singing “Kumbaya.”


EXT POPE Francis EMERGENCY ANNOUNCEMENT TELEVISED

we interrupt this broadcast with an early warning bulletin about Aliens who are hoovering outside our atmosphere. Pope Francis says "TAKE GUARD AND REMIND EACH TO LOVE ONE ANOTHER."


The Birth of King Shaka Leonidas


EXT. Birth of King Shaka Leonidas - DAY


A peaceful day in a English small town near Ipswitch a large baby appears on the horizon, bringing with it unexpected news.


INT. Hospital- DAY


Inside a hospital, an older NARRATOR begins to reminisce, their voice filled with nostalgic warmth.


NARRATOR (V.O.) It was a day when everything seemed just right... until the Baby showed up to confirm the news. It took me back to a time my mother once mentioned...

FLASHBACK - INT. ROYAL NURSERY - DAY


A regal QUEEN MOTHER OF ENGLAND cradles several infants, including BABY LEONIDAS. The scene is serene and gentle.


NARRATOR (V.O.) I was just eight days old, born on that Great United Island of Britain in the North Sea...


CUT TO: BABY LEONIDAS


Baby King Shaka Leonidas, despite his tiny size, has an oversized appendage and an impressively strong grip for a newborn.


NARRATOR (V.O.) For a baby, I had an oversized appendage and a grip that could rival a Spartan warrior.


FLASHBACK - INT. HOSPITAL DELIVERY ROOM - DAY


Chaos ensues as BABY LEONIDAS—with an inexplicable burst of strength—yanks his foreskin off with his bare hands, declaring with the vigor of a legendary warrior:


BABY LEONIDAS: I am King Shaka Leonidas!


The room erupts in panic, doctors and nurses scrambling, while the Queen Mother looks on before she faints.


NARRATOR (V.O.) I distinctly recall sending a wave of panic through that delivery room.


EXT. COASTAL TOWN - DAY


The older narrator chuckles, bringing us back to the present as the Child draws closer to the shore of England.


NARRATOR (V.O.) Ah, memories. But today, it’s not just me who remembers. It's the entire town awaiting what would become of that infant...


INT. SECRET MEETING ROOM in the TEMPLE- (Telepathy)

World leaders sit nervously around a table cluttered with STAR MAPS and half-finished universal map. JESUS struts in with a playful aura.


JESUS

So, who’s ready for some extraterrestrial unity? ***


Everyone looks around awkwardly, unsure how to respond.


EXT. COSMIC PARTY - DAY

Planets shimmy at a wild cosmic party, dressed in oversized funky glasses. A BACKGROUND PLANET spins out of control, left behind and feeling blue.


PLANET X

(whining)

Not fair! I had my cosmic slam jam already!


THREE PLANTETS, wearing matching "We are Created Equal" t-shirts, awkwardly hovering.


NARRATOR (VOICEOVER) And then, just when you thought things couldn’t get wackier, three galaxies showed up, sporting identical t-shirts: “Created Equal But Separate.” Talk about confusing cosmic fashion.


GALAXY 1

(confused)

Uh, what was the dress code again?

Galaxy 2 somebody said to wear Red.


Galaxy 3 i heard it was blue, so i dressed in blue flannel.


EXT. GARDEN OF WISDOM - DAY

Truth and Wisdom are depicted as TWO TREES, bickering playfully like siblings.


TRUTH

every time he is in the garden he just leaves!


WISDOM

At least I don’t drop the ball... or my speed!


They descend into CHAOS as chip monks scurry around like toddlers on a sugar high.


INT. BAR AND GRILL - NIGHT

Inside a bustling bar, PATRONS react comically to a man in a body cast who waddles in with great flair.


PATRON

(whispers)

Here comes a “Walking Curse”!


The man attempts to order a beer but spills it all over himself, creating an amusing mess.


MAN IN CAST

(soaked and dramatic)

that is the point, with no return, to the point of what i can only see, hear, and gesture. the very point that you see and run away from when it is pointing at us.


EXT. NIGHT OWLS - NIGHT


JESUS enters, distributing peace like it was out of style. deploying what was plenty of and out of demand.


JESUS

Let’s all take a deep breath together!

(V.O.)

The crowd responds by inhaling from the nose and releasing from the lips a cloud of smoke that fills the air with euphoria and funny feeling that wants to hold back the laughter that rises in Heaven as the prayers of saints. Where they ascended into the Spirit World.

after the very first contact High from Jesus, some people were wheezing and trying to hold back their cough and catch their breath at the same time. right before they ascended into Heaven above where the Saints in the Most High praised and prayed for us every day and night.

ROGER
(smirking)

Well, some are more spiritual than others!

EXT. DESERT SETTING - ALAMOGORDO - DAY

ROGER and the DEVIL stand toe-to-toe, the tension was so thick that one could "cut the cheese" or a church house creeper and get away with it.

ROGER

How are you doing Mr. D.

DEVIL

I’ve been honing my negotiation skills.


ROGER

(rolling eyes Jesus says jokingly)

Just remember: not to take the last Word of God!


EXT. ALIEN SHIP - DAY

Suddenly, flamboyant ALIENS burst onto the scene, decked out in absurd outfits, ready for an outrageous showdown.


ALIEN CAPTAIN

(striking an overtly confident pose)

We come in peace…and fabulous fashion!


They unleash The Demiurge, causing an eruption of laughter instead of fear.


FADE IN:

INT. CROWDED BAR – NIGHT

A dimly lit bar, thick with smoke and murmurs. The air is charged, electric. Uneasy patrons sip their drinks in tense silence. Outside, a storm brews, the wind howling, rattling the windows.


Then—BAM! The doors swing open. A deafening silence falls.


TWO KACHINAS step inside. Divine. Imposing. Their celestial garments shimmer with tassels that blow in the wind, their eyes aflame with an unearthly glow. They have returned from the Heavens. The world is in their hands, and the soul of life aches and pains for the good to return. From a thunder came a roar as three times the measure returned upon this land to redeem the lost of this whole planet.


EXT. SACRED MOUNTAIN – NIGHT

A towering peak pierces the stormy sky. The Kachinas ascend from out of Hell, their hands ablaze in steam and fog that dims the area with mist. A swirling force engulfs them, a luminous aura illuminating Sacramento Mountain's cloud of smoke and fire that pours onto the sweet, innocent town, reverberating through all galaxies across the cosmos.

Above, the GATES TO HEAVEN groan open.

A VOICE, vast and resounding, fills the heavens and the earth.

THE LORD (V.O.)

"I have come to save this world that was given to you. And as I return upon the mountaintop, so will our children be counted from here unto the ends of time. On this day, all that was given to Roger Ramos Grant is now given to you. For this blessing, you shall sit beside Me in Heaven. And I will be your servant."


INT. VARIOUS LOCATIONS – NIGHT


Across the world, the rumbling echoes. Streets convulse with chaos. People freeze, eyes wide with terror.


Then—light. Blinding. The pure heart vanishes, dissolving into radiant energy. One by one, they flicker out of existence.


Only the confused, the lost, and the fearful remain.

EXT. ABANDONED CITYSCAPE – NIGHT


The air is thick with an unnatural hush. Shadows stretch, distorting, writhing along broken streets. The forsaken huddle together, whispering, trembling.

Then—silence gives way to dread.


From the void, a FIGURE emerges. Dark. Overwhelming. The very air bends around him.


The DEMIURGE.

His gaze sweeps over the forsaken souls, as the mist darkens the world below, measuring, deciding.


In that instant, the good people of Earth awaken—somewhere else. in a Qutium Leap to another planet. A place entangled in the quantum fabric of existence, mirroring time and space itself.


Meanwhile, those left behind cower, hiding themselves from the one called the Demiurge.


And then—Judging the Worlds.

Then—


FADE TO BLACK.


EXT. BATTLEFIELD - DAY

Jesus and the Devil team up, employing ludicrous tactics to bewilder their alien adversaries.



DEVIL

(wilfully)

Let’s make them think we’re having a dance-off!


They break out into flamboyant dance moves, leading to hilarity as the aliens join in, clearly puzzled yet entertained.


EXT. BAR & GRILL - NIGHT (POST-BATTLE)

Returning from the fray, patrons celebrate heartily, pouring drinks as if they’ve won an epic battle of wits.


NIGHT HAWK

(grinning wide)

Guess we’re all timeless now… let’s toast to our survival!


Everyone raises their glasses, clinking them together with laughter ringing through the night.


FADE OUT:


NARRATOR (V.O.)

And so, amid cosmic chaos, the universe found unity in laughter and love... for no one was ever truly alone.


TEXT ON SCREEN:

“In the cosmic realm, we’re all just trying to find our true purpose!”


TITLE: "The Four Beasts vs. The Wicked Aliens"


FADE IN:


EXT. EARTH – DESERTED ANCIENT TEMPLE – NIGHT


The Four Beasts stand atop a crumbling temple. A full moon casts an eerie glow, and in the sky above, alien ships approach, flashing obnoxious neon lights like a cosmic nightclub.


The team:


GOD – Radiant and wise, but with the demeanor of a tired parent managing unruly children.


SATAN – A slick, sarcastic rebel in a leather jacket with fire tattoos.


DEMON – A massive, muscle-bound beast with a big heart and a tiny vocabulary.


THE DEVIL – Thinks he’s cooler than Satan, constantly trying to one-up him.


DIALOGUE


GOD


(sighing, looking at the aliens)


3600 years later, and they’re still at it. Why can’t anyone just stay defeated?


SATAN


(mocking)


Maybe because someone didn’t smite them hard enough last time.

DEVIL

(points at Satan)


Hey! I said that first. Stop stealing my jokes.


SATAN

(smiling)

If I stole your jokes, people would actually laugh.

DEMON

(grunting)

Aliens… smash now?

GOD

(rolling his eyes)


Patience, Demon. Let’s at least pretend to have a plan.


EXT. SKY ABOVE – THE ALIEN FLEET ARRIVES


The alien leader, COMMANDER PUTO, appears on a massive hologram projected from his flagship. PUTO is a flamboyant, green-skinned being with six eyes and an inflated ego.

PUTO

(laughing maniacally)

Foolish Earthlings! You may have defeated us 3600 years ago, but this time, we brought bigger lasers!

SATAN

(crossing arms)

Bigger lasers? Real original. What’s next, threatening us with Wi-Fi outages?

PUTO

(offended)

I’ll have you know our lasers are powered by quantum fury!

GOD

(interrupting)

Alright, enough talking. Let’s end this quickly—I have prayers to answer.

DEVIL

(stepping forward dramatically)


Let me take the first shot. Time to show why they call me “The Devil.”


SATAN

(snorting)


They call you “The Devil” because it’s your name. Genius.


THE BATTLE BEGINS

MONTAGE SEQUENCE:

DEVIL’S MOVE:

The Devil throws a fireball at a spaceship, but it’s the size of a baseball. It bounces harmlessly off the hull.

DEVIL

(muttering)

Okay, warm-up throw.


He winds up and throws a massive fireball, accidentally setting a nearby palm tree on fire as it hit the battleship pushing it closer to the gutter.

SATAN

(laughing)


Nice shot. I think that tree learned its lesson.

SATAN’S RIFFS:

Satan pulls out his electric guitar and plays a deafening riff. Soundwaves blast the alien ship almost spiraling in the gutter.

GOD

(covering ears)

Must you always make it so loud?

SATAN


(grinning)

What can I say? I play to WIN not SIN.


DEMON’S SMASH:

Demon grabs an alien ship with telekinesis in mid-flight, spins it like a frisbee, and hurls it almost into the gutter.


DEMON


(proudly)


Big throw. Big boom.


GOD’S FINAL MOVE:


God steps forward, raising Her glowing hands. The sky parts and a giant beam of light shines down. The alien ships freeze in mid-air, their circuits sparking as they fall into the gutter and spin out of control.


GOD


(calmly)

And on the seventh day… I rested.

The ships explode in a shower of glittery debris right in a gutter where the trash is thrown out daily.

THE END