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No worries. My therapist should be here any minute now, I have to get ready for our session.(Sees the pie on the living room table) Was someone over?

  Damian

  Oh, yeah, some girl named Brittney dropped you off a pie.

  Quinton

  Oh. Could you tell her I said thanks?

  Damian

  No problem. But ummm...quick question, actually, its a stupid question but...are you into Brittney?

  Quinton

  Damian, if you're asking me if you can talk to her, go right ahead. I'm not in any state of mind to deal with another woman.

  Damian

  Cool. Could you repeat all of this to Eric?

  Quinton

  Sure. Where is Eric?

  Damian

  Over her house.

  There is another knock at the door.

  Quinton

  It must be Alexis, could you answer the door for me and let her in? I have to get out of mY pajamas.

  Damian

  Sure.

  Quinton goes into his room. Damian answers the door.

  INT. LIVING ROOM

  Alexis

  Hi, you must be one of Quinton's brothers.

  Damian

  Yes, i'm Damian to be exact. I'm the one who spoke to you over the phone.

  Alexis

  Oh ok. May I come in?

  Damian

  Sure.

  Damian allows Alexis to come in. They both take a seat on the couch.

  Damian

  Quinton should be out any minute.

  Alexis

  Perfect. But along the way, I was thinking about talking to you guys. Are the other two here as well?

  Entering the home, Eric walks into the living room.

  Eric

  Whose this?

  Damian

  She's Quinton's therapist, Alexis.

  Eric

  Pardon my manners. Nice to meet you, I'm Eric.

  Alexis

  Nice to meet you too. I was just telling Damian how I think we should all sit down and talk while Quinton is in his room.

  Eric

  Oh(Takes a seat)ok.

  Damian

  Devin!

  Devin walks into the living room.

  Devin

  What?

  Damian

  This is Quinton's therapist, Alexis. She wants to speak to us.

  Devin

  Like a counseling session?

  Alexis

  Sort of, if that isn't too much to ask for.

  Devin

  (Takes a seat) So what's this all about?

  Alexis

  You guys spent the night with Quinton, how was it?

  Damian

  It was fine. He stayed in his room for the night. The most we seen him was this morning.

  Eric

  He wasn't too excited about us coming over.

  Damian

  Well he just spoke to me a minute ago, he apologized basically for the way he acted yesterday. He told me we're welcome to stay as long as we wanted to.

  Alexis

  Really? See, looks like we're making progress already. What about you Devin, I haven't heard much out of you.

  Devin

  (Silent for a moment before talking) He's just creepy to me.

  Damian

  (Smacks his lips) Here we go.

  Alexis

  No, no, this is good. Devin, can you tell me why he's creepy to you?

  Devin

  Well, i've never seen this side of Quinton. Often times, we would always run to him for guidance. He would take care of us, like when our parents were out of town, or-

  Damian

  Out of town, or on drugs?

  Devin

  Whatever Damian. Anyway, he would watch over us. Its just weird that its the other way around.

  Alexis

  And you don't think that you should return the favor?

  Devin

  I have no problem with that. But how do you help someone as broken as him? I don't get it.

  Alexis

  He isn't broken. He's just revealing to you that he is also human, and that some times he can get hurt like anyone else. Now is the time for him to require the guidance that you all looked for from him.

  Devin

  Sigh. Last night I heard him talking to himself. He was talking about Olivia. Then came a talk of death. And so forth. Is this normal?

  Alexis

  For someone whose suffered his hurt, yes. Its very common in patients such as him. What he needs is for his brothers to come together and walk this journey with him. It may take some time, but as time progresses you will see a change in him.

  SCENE FIVE

  INT. QUINTON’S BEDROOM, LATE NIGHTFALL

  Quinton sits up in his bed, visited by the image of his deceased girlfriend.

  Quinton

  We've went over this, you're not Olivia, so do you have to come as her?

  Michael

  Yes. It's the only image that your mind understands. So, have you thought about it?

  Quinton

  Yes I have. And i'm sorry, but something is telling me that Olivia wouldn't want me to shorten my life as well.

  Michael

  Excuse me?

  Quinton

  Olivia would want me to live for not only myself, but for her as well.

  Michael

  All the pain. All the therapy sessions. Are you really willing to go through that?

  Quinton

  Yes. It seems like the better thing to do. For some strange reason, I don't trust you. I don't even trust myself. I don't even know if you're real, or i'm just too far gone for saving. But one thing I do know, is when I spoke to Olivia all those nights, she seemed real. She gave me a feeling of hope. You give me emptiness.

  Michael pauses for a moment.

  Michael

  I tried with you. I really did. But i'm going to complete my mission, with or without you.

  Michael vanishes into thin air. Quinton lays back on his bed, staring at the ceiling.

  INT. DAMIAN’S ROOM

  Appearing beside Damian’s bed, Michael takes the form of Brittney. She touches his forehead while he sleeps, waking him into an alarming state.

  Damian draws a handgun from underneath his pillow.

  Michael

  Wow, is this some sort of kinky sex move of yours, pulling a gun out on the women that come into your room?

  Damian

  (Tucks the gun back under the pillow)Brittney? I'm so, so, sorry about that. I just get alarmed when i'm woke up out of my sleep like that. I mean, my door was locked so how did you get in here?

  Michael

  Lets cut the small talk. I'm not Brittney.

  Damian

  What? You aren't? But earlier you told me your name was Brittney.

  Michael

  I'm Michael. I'm an angel.

  Damian

  Well as pretty as you are I wouldn't doubt that. (Michael walks over to Damian and touches his forehead, forcing him to gasp and began to breathe heavy as if he was having an anxiety attack. He then stops once Michael removes his hands away from his forehead) Wh...what the fuck was that? Those visions...that form...all that light...y...you really are some sort of angel, aren't you?

  Michael

  An archangel to be exact. What I showed you was a glimpse of the world to come. I wanna make a better world, without idiots like Berry around. Full of more supportive people like you.

  Damian

  What do I have to do with this?

  Michael

  This image you see me as is merely a form I shape shifted into. My true image cannot be revealed to mortals without death coming about. I am merely a spirit in this world. But with your permission, I could take a willing vessel and start my purification process on this domain. Damian, I need your help to do that. I need you to be my vessel.

  Damian

  What do you mean, like, possession?

  Michael

  Yes. Your m
ind and body will belong to me. But it will all be for a good cause. With the purification of this world, once your brother gets over Olivia, he'll never have to hurt again. It'll be a world that is truly mean't for kids and the elderly. It'll be all thanks to you.

  Damian

  Wh...what'll happen to me? Will I exist?

  Michael

  After i'm done i'll give you back your body and i'll return to heaven. And as a bonus for your help, i'll even fix your brother. I'll wipe his mind completely blank of Olivia. He won't have to suffer any longer.

  Damian

  (Silent Pause) Okay, lets do this.

  The curtains close, ending Act One.

  ACT TWO

  SCENE ONE

  INT. QUINTON’S HOUSE, MORNING

  Eric enters the home with a bag full of Donuts, shouting out into his brothers’ bedrooms from the front room.

  Eric makes his way to the kitchen.

  Eric

  You guys, i've got a bunch of breakfast donuts from that shop up the street! (The boys enter the kitchen with Eric. Everyone except for Damian) Where's Damian?

  Devin

  He probably isn't up yet.

  Eric

  That's weird, Damian always gets up before everyone.

  Quinton

  (Remembering the conversation he had with Michael last night, Quinton is startled) I'll go check in his room.

  Opening their living-room's front door, Michael enters the scene. He is now in the vessel of Damian.

  Michael

  There's no need to check his room, he's right here.

  Eric

  Hey Damian, did you go for an early morning run? (Michael doesn't answer) Why aren't you speaking?

  Michael

  Because i'm not Damian.

  Eric

  What?

  Devin

  Oh crap, did everyone drink the same crazy juice last night or something?

  Eric

  What did you just say?

  Michael

  I said i'm not Damian.

  Eric

  So who are you?

  Quinton

  He's Michael, the angel.

  Michael

  Correct.

  Quinton

  Give me back my brother.

  Michael

  I will, after i'm done with him.

  Eric

  Can someone explain what the fuck is going on?

  Devin

  There's nothing to explain. Being in this place is driving everyone nuts! First Quinton, now Damian. The two older brothers have drank from the same crazy glass! I'm done entertaining this dumb shit, i'm out of here.

  Michael

  Sit down Devin(Waving his hand, a magical force drops Devin on his butt, onto the floor).

  Devin

  (Struggling to get up) I...I really can't get up. I'm stuck.

  Quinton

  Why Damian, Michael? Is this purification mission that important?

  Michael

  Very important. I'm tired of watching the work that my father put so much effort into go to waste. He didn't even put that much effort into making us. That is why my brother is so jealous of humanity. I don't want my father's efforts to all be for nothing. You weren't strong enough to aid me, so I went for the next best thing.

  Quinton

  You mean the closet vessel.

  Michael

  Whatever. My spiritual form could not contain itself in this world for long. I needed a vessel quickly. Your brother was willing.

  Quinton

  Damian would have never surrendered himself over to you like that.

  Michael

  I told him I could fix you and he said yes. And now, i'll complete my end of the bargain.

  Michael walks over to Quinton, touching his forehead, he drops to the ground unconscious.

  Eric

  (Grabs a kitchen knife) What the fuck did you just do to my brother?

  Michael

  Relax, I just erased his memory. He won't remember Olivia, or even Damian for that matter.

  Eric

  He won't remember Damian?

  Michael

  Yes. And I think i'll do the same to you two as well.

  Michael touches Eric's forehead, dropping him to the ground with his magical force. Devin is still struggling to get up, yelling at Michael as a last resort.

  Devin

  Don't you fucking touch my brothers!

  Michael

  (Touches Devin's forehead as well, dropping him on his back. All three brothers are now unconscious) I'm doing the right thing guys. But I need your brother to do it. Once this is all over, no one will ever have to suffer again.

  SCENE TWO

  INT. QUINTON’S HOUSE, HOURS LATER(LATE AFTERNOON)

  Eric and his brothers wake up. The three go into the kitchen to get water and drink coffee.

  Quinton

  Damn, I have the worst headache ever. Did we get drunk last night or something?

  Eric

  I believe so.

  Devin

  Welp, I better get dressed. Today i'm going to look for a job.

  Devin walks into the back room.

  Quinton

  What's your plans for today Eric?

  Eric

  Well since Devin is going to have the car, I guess I'll just clean the house. Maybe watch a little T.v or something.

  Quinton

  Why not work with Devin?

  Eric

  That'll never work. He and I can't be around each other for too long.

  Quinton

  Oh.

  Eric

  Yeah, there's no point in both of us being fired. I'll just borrow the car tomorrow and go out job hunting.

  A knock is heard from the front door. Quinton opens it.

  Brittney is at the door and Quinton lets her in.

  Brittney

  Hi, i’m sorry, I hope this wasn't a bad time.

  Quinton

  No, not at all. Go right ahead and have a seat.

  Quinton and Brittney both sit on the couch. Eric goes into the back room.

  Brittney

  Your brother Eric told me you wanted to grab lunch sometime. I was trying to see if you had free time right now to grab something.

  Quinton

  He did? Well, my brother Devin is taking the car for the day, so, sorry about that.

  Brittney

  That's okay, we can take my car instead. I mean, if you want to.

  Quinton

  (Short pause) Sure. I'd like that. Let me just go get properly dressed.

  Quinton gets up and goes into the back room. Devin enters the front room, heading to the front door. Eric is chasing behind him.

  Devin

  For the last time Eric, i'm not stopping by Hooters to pick you up any wings.

  Eric

  Why not, you're already out there.

  Devin

  I just don't want to go to Hooters, okay?

  Eric

  What guy doesn't want to go to hooters? (Quick pause) Unless you're trying to avoid one of the waitresses. Who is, Kelsy?

  Devin

  Dianna.

  Eric

  Whoa. You slept with her?

  Devin

  (Both brothers look at Brittney and began to whisper) Yes, I slept with her. And now her deranged boyfriend is out from prison, and he wants to kick my ass. I can't get my ass kicked before I get a job.

  Eric

  Why would you sleep with Dianna? You knew ahead of time about Max.

  Devin

  I know, I know. But she came and took my order one time, and we just started...talking. She gave me her number and before I knew it, we had sex. In Max's bed.

  Eric

  Jesus, Devin. Okay, you're right, Max is going to pull you apart. Wait, does he know that we're brothers? Can I still go to hooters?

  Ignoring his brother's questions, Devin leaves out the door.

  Eric

  I'm sorry that
you had to hear that miss. What was your name by the way?

  Brittney

  Brittney. You met me yesterday.

  Eric

  Did I? I'm sorry I must have had too many drinks last night. Everything is sort of a blur.

  Brittney

  Must have been some night.

  Quinton enters the living-room.

  Quinton

  There's clothes in the guest room, does any of it belong to you Eric?

  Eric

  No, all of my belongings are in my room.

  Quinton

  Oh, maybe they're Devin's.

  Eric

  Yeah, he is a mess maker.

  Brittney

  (Stands up) Are you ready to go?

  Quinton

  Yes I am.

  Quinton and Brittney leave out the front door.

  SCENE THREE

  INT. LIVING ROOM, EARLY EVENING

  Eric is watching T.V., until there is another knock on the door. Eric gets up from the couch and answers the door. It is Alexis. Eric lets her in.

  Eric

  I'm sorry, are you a friend of one of my brothers?

  Alexis

  No, i'm your big brother's therapist.

  Eric

  Oh. Quinton or Devin?

  Alexis

  I'm Quinton's therapist. You don't remember me, Alexis? We met yesterday.

  Eric

  Wow. How drunk was I? You are the second person to say that we met yesterday.

  Alexis

  Is Quinton here? We have another session today.

  Eric

  No, he isn't. I'm curious though, what exactly does Quinton need therapy for?

  Alexis

  We talked about this as well yesterday. But if you need a refresher, Quinton has PTSD due to the loss of his deceased fiancé, Olivia.

  Eric

  Who?

  Alexis

  (Short pause) Okay if this is some sort of joke, it isn't funny.

  Eric

  Oh no, no joke. But i'm just really confused, I don't remember talking to you at all yesterday. Quinton never told us about a fiancé, let alone her dying.(Short pause) I'm going to schedule a doctor's appointment and make sure nothing's wrong with my head.

  Alexis

  Yeah, I think you should.

  Eric

  (Alexis opens the front door) Well, it was nice seeing you. Sorry I don't remember you.

  Alexis leaves the house. Eric takes a seat back on the couch. Moments later, Quinton enters the home.

  Quinton

  Hey Eric, did Devin come back yet?

  Eric

  No. How was the date?

  Quinton

  It wasn't a date, we just had lunch at subway. That's it, that's all.