Collaborative Writing Project: Red Bat



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The inspiration for our first tale, “Red Bat,” comes from the mind of acclaimed manga artist and author Takashi Okazaki (Afro Samurai)! Hiroaki Ikegami and Masao Maruyama (Ninja Scroll, Trigun) are executive producers.

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THE WORLD
It’s the year 2020 in New York City. Humans and vampires coexist. But due to “hygienic concerns,” vampires have stopped sucking live human blood and started receiving vaccinations in order to consume artificially engineered blood. As such, vampires are not treated as “monsters,” but as a “new species.” In fact, their physical abilities are no different from humans.

Red Bat is a monster corporation that provides artificially engineered blood for vampires throughout the world. Their drink comes in blood type flavors (A+, B+, etc.). Only vampires can taste the difference – to humans, it’s all “water that stinks of iron.”

“Vanarchists” are an extremist radical party based in America that advocates the doctrine of human supremacy. The Black Bats Party (BBP) is a vampire vigilante corps formed to protect vampires from Vanarchists.

THE CHARACTERS

 * The Vanarchist. Male, 20 years old, A vampire/werewolf who is also a graffiti artist, rapper, and skateboarder. Although he is a vampire, he bombs Vanarchist signs. He does not associate himself with any groups, but the Vanarchists now have a bounty on him.
 * The Girl. Female, 20 years old. A human and a pro BMX rider. While working as a pro-rider for Red Bat, she also participates in Vanarchist activities.
 * The Rival. Male, 22 years old. A vampire and a pro-boarder participating in Vanarchist activities. When donning a mask, he works as a member of BBP.
 * The CEO. Male, age unknown. Vampire and corporate executive. He is the president of the global enterprise Red Bat and the leading figure in business.
 * The Commander. Male, age unknown. The mysterious and charismatic leader of the Vanarchists, who has placed a bounty on the Vanarchist's heads. Main antagonist.

Introduction
The pool of blood spread slowly across the floor. "This isn't going to clean itself up," the CEO shouted, and flung a half-empty can across the room. His assistant rushed in, head down, to mop up the mess. But it wasn't blood at all. It was Red Bat, the artificially engineered beverage that his company produced for a very specific target market… the vampires, like him, who had come to prefer the manufactured drink over actual human blood. The CEO stood at the window of his corner office, contemplating the latest attack by the vanarchists. --Brian 17:21, September 3, 2013 (UTC)

The Vanarchist stood proudly at the defaced statue. His latest work was clearly his best yet. But it still needed something, something that would make it stand out. "Wait," thought the Vanarchist, "I have an idea." He took out red graffiti and made the statue's butt red, and with that, the work was finished. "It's the best representation of that jackass yet," said the Vanarchist with pride, "Governor Redwater is going to have a tantrum when he hears about this." --ScorpionTail (talk) 18:31, September 3, 2013 (UTC)

The Rival watched the Vanarchist as he defaced the statue. He felt inside his pocket to his mask. It was powerful. Like it was drawing him in. But he knew what would happen if he donned the mask and he hated it. So he walked up to the Vanarchist. --Mujie (talk) 20:24, September 3, 2013 (UTC)

The Vanarchist catches the Rivals approach out of the corner of his eye. He prepares a retort as the Rival prepares his insult when they are suddenly both interrupted by a call from above. Out on the overpass is the Girl straddling her bike as she points out in the other direction. Red and blue lights form on the horizon and the sirens get louder and louder as the police draw nearer. The Girl takes off, the Vanarchist and Rival follow suit heading off in different directions. The lights reflect on the CEO's office window as he peers down on the scene.--DoomBot (talk) 20:43, September 3, 2013 (UTC)

"That should keep them occupied for now," the CEO snarles into the windowpane, his wrinkled fingers fumbling at the metallic tab of another can of Red Bat. "There's always a revolution to be had, isn't there Plasma?" The CEO walks to the corner of his office, where Plasma, a vamp-pomeranian, is attentively eyeing the open can of Red Bat, his tail slapping against his little bed like a metronome. "There are always fools who can't see the big picture." He tilts the can of Red Bat over Plasma's water bowl, filling it halfway, and as Plasma furiously laps at the bright red substance, the CEO returns to the window to watch the sun disappear behind the city's skyline. Mhadick (talk) 21:39, September 3, 2013 (UTC)

Plasma's eyes gleamed an unnatural red as the last rays of sunlight reflected off the wall behind his little bed. "Eugene," the CEO called out softly. A human man opened a door leading to a connected office, and came close to the CEO. "Schedule a meeting with the Trustees," the CEO stated without looking to see if Eugene was taking note. "Put the meeting on my calendar for Friday, and please make sure our bungling lawyer is present." --TaoTao2350 (talk) 03:19, September 4, 2013 (UTC)

Vanarchist Blues
The Vanarchist managed to evade the authorities for now, though it looked like they'd probably try looking for him again, so he had to move fast. He could remember how his problems started, how his father, a werewolf, was beaten within an inch of his life and shot with a silver bullet by bigoted vampires as he and his vampire mother watched. So many biased laws against werewolves were in place now that vampires had more control over the government and commerce. This moment shaped his entire life. --ScorpionTail (talk) 21:43, September 3, 2013 (UTC)

One wouldn't expect to find a Vanarchist base in the run-down "graffiti district" of New Jersey, but there it was: in an abandoned building, which had once stood tall and proud before a deadly hurricane had swept through the region, they talked and plotted. One could have mistaken it for an innocent social gathering until The Commander, their unofficial leader, entered the room. He stood on the top floor and looked down at the lobby where the other Vanarchists had gathered, raising a can of Red Bat into the air. "To the fall of the vampires," he toasted before flinging the can to the ground far below. "The fall of the vampires!" cheered the crowd. "And may their blood fill the streets once we are finished!" More cheers echoed from the crowd, and the Commander laughed menacingly. Do you believe in dragons? ;D D 22:13, September 3, 2013 (UTC)

"Commander!" A foot soldier stormed into the base late. "We've gotten intel on that guy people give our name to, the Vanarchist!" "That freak of nature; the hybrid werewolf and vampire? He never belonged anywhere, neither should he be allowed to run around with our name given to him. Especially since he always makes us look like idiots." The commander gave the order for a bounty on the Vanarchist, whomever kills him and shows proof, shall be rewarded as one of the commander's aides, something the Girl wanted more than anything.--Zeromaro (talk) 23:06, September 3, 2013 (UTC)

Word spread through out the different factions of Vanarchist on the bounty eventually reaching the group in which THE Vanarchist resided. His faction was one of the few outside of the influence of the Commander, so he wasn't too worried about the members of his crew. Also his own influence as an underground rapper had gain a rather strong fan-base within the Vanarchist. He didn't have to worry about a group lynching, but individual attacks were cause for conscern and he contemplated this while cruising on his skateboard in the crew's makeshift skate park in an abandoned warehouse. A few other members were skating as well, some gathered supplies for the next raid, and other prepared to distribute the Vanarchist new single on the web and on the streets.--DoomBot (talk) 00:12, September 4, 2013 (UTC)

Donning The Mask
While the others in his Vanarchist group where gathering supplies for the upcoming raid,The Rival had wondered off with his own agenda. After he slipped away from the group he headed down town to the BBP offices thinking about the Vanarchists and what he should warn of. Disappointed that he was in an off beat division and not as close to the Commander as he wanted he knew that as long as he was near The Vanarchist himself, he in time would get closer. Throwing on his black combat gear he'd turn the corner covering his thoughts with the mask preparing for the task ahead. --Rexking596 (talk) 20:06, September 3, 2013 (UTC)

The "Vanarchist" approached a nightclub at the edge of the city called "The Solar Eclipse". The thumping music, the lights, and the crowd were all he needed to blend right in. Besides, a friend of his ran the place, so he got permission to go in for free without any condition. "Yo, Gabriel!" yelled a familiar voice, "how's my man of the hour faring?" Gabriel turned to see a slick-looking man in a suit come over and pat him on the back. "What's been going on, Julius?" asked Gabriel, taking off his red hood. --ScorpionTail (talk) 01:11, September 4, 2013 (UTC)

Meanwhile, at Red Bat headquarters, the CEO picked up the phone and dialed the BBP. "Can I get the man known as the Rival?" "Yes, sir," came the reply, "but not for several hours." The man sighed. "Very well, if you can find him, tell him that a large mob of Vanarchists have gathered around my corporate headquarters." There was a pause. "I think he knows." The BBP contact hung up and the CEO sighed. The sound of shouts and screams from the melè below carried up all the way to the top floor. "I can't stand much more of this." He turned and headed for a hidden door in the wall. "A-positive," he said, and the door swung open. Six other vampires were gathered around the table. The CEO nodded and sat down at the head of the table. "Gentlemen, we need options. And we need them before the Vanarchists start a war."

Do you believe in dragons? ;D D 01:18, September 4, 2013 (UTC)

Standing right behind the Commander, as always, and quite content to do just that, seeing as many not so willing he had seen perish for their ambition stood a man by the name of the Scholar. To be honest, he thought to himself with a loud yawn shifting his walking stick, this little mob was simply a distraction. The real goal was a massacre, by which to attain more recruits, brighter recruits. Not only would their numbers swell if the "Leeches", one of the many names they used to dehumanize the vampires, over-reacted, but the general movement would be toughened. He watched the mob press forward, and with casual grace stepped back among the throng of onlookers- just another person among the bystanders. The Leeches would today find that Red Bat was not completely so composed of Artificial Blood as one might think, the stains drenching the concrete would prove it. Zukomones (talk) 01:51, September 4, 2013 (UTC)

The Rival had already infiltrated the Red Bat building and set up some traps for the Vanarchists for when they enter. He set himself behind a ceiling tile ready for an attack. He took out his mask wondering about the consequences of what might happen after he uses it. But he lost the time to think as the Vanarchists set off some of traps like sleep gas or a paralyzing aroma. Taking a peek through the ceiling tile he saw one of the commander's aides. Realizing the traps he set up would not be enough to take out an experienced lieutenant who would see through them, the Rival put on the mask and dived down taking out several Vanarchists. "Vanarchists, feel the power of the D Mask."--Zeromaro (talk) 01:37, September 4, 2013 (UTC)

Meanwhile we see a Character codenamed "Visionary" leading an elite team of Vanarchists into a Red Bat Production facility. This being the true objective behind the riots the team gets into position to take the building. --Rexking596 (talk) 01:56, September 4, 2013 (UTC)

Gabriel and Julius sat on the sofas in what looked like the lounge area of the nightclub. A blonde woman who appeared to be an employee working at the nightclub approached and sat next to Gabriel as he and Julius discussed business. "You hear the news?" asked the blonde woman, "A werewolf corpse was dropped by the theater last night." "What is causing all of these murders?" asked Gabriel, "And who are you?" "That's Bethany," answered Julius, "She's been wanting to meet you for awhile, dude." --ScorpionTail (talk) 02:07, September 4, 2013 (UTC)

A screen switched on in the lounge. The Rival appeared on it. "Hello, old friends," he said. "I hope you've been keeping well. Because the Vanarchists time is nearly at the end. And BBP will rule." --Mujie (talk) 11:37, September 4, 2013 (UTC)

Rioting at the Red Bat Building
Some of the Vanarchists came armed. The leader of the gathering mob, "Big Dog", stood in front of the crowd, almost half again as tall as any other man, and "built like steel" as his comrades put it, he looked plenty intimidating too with his green mohawk and pitch black shades. "Look here, Scholar gave us some heavy arsenal to shut these bloodsuckers down once and for all, the time for talk is over, actions speak louder then words." He shouted and hoisted his assault rifle into the air "I say it is time we stand up to them. Who is with me!? STAND UP TO THEM!" He lead by example and ripped open on one of the security guards, unloading an entire magazine, the blue uniform turning into red splotches, as more rounds tore open large sections of the glass door and large windows dotting the skyscraper's front. Another Vanarchist tossed a grenade, and at least a dozen more began firing their weapons.Zukomones (talk) 02:42, September 4, 2013 (UTC) Wearing his mask, the Rival felled many Vanarchists as they tried to enter the building, but he had to leap outside to evade the grenade blast. There, he noticed defenseless vampires trapped under rubble, with two vampires trying to help them escape. "Damn those Vanarchists! We need to use whatever we can to fight back! We need to annihilate them!!" "No," the Rival responded as he lifted the debris and saved the trapped Vampires. "That's exactly what they want. We need to only focus on defending oursleves." "Tch, passive aggression will get us all killed!" angrily responded the other Vampire as he picked up rocks and ran toward the Vanarchists, while the Rival realized his efforts were futile and ran back inside to continue his job. Pikapwn (talk) 03:06, September 4, 2013 (UTC)

Rival runs in just in time to find some Vanarchists doubling back toward the exit. The vampire he rescued sub-coming to gunfire and laying in his own ever expanding pool of blood. Rival ducks behind the greeter's desks after taking out two more Vanarchists, praying they weren't anyone he particularly cared about. Mask on and building his own courage to fight Big Dog's men, he stopped to wonder where or when "Vanarchist" would join the fray.--DoomBot (talk) 03:23, September 4, 2013 (UTC)

Gabriel could see the commotion from within the nightclub. "I wouldn't get involved in that, G-dude," said Julius, drinking his beer, "because those guys are in for a world of hurt when the SWAT teams show up. Now, I've been thinking about the werewolf murders lately, and I think I may have found a clue." This surprised Gabriel, who was wide-eyed by the news, and as a result, wanted to know what Julius found, and what Gabriel would eventually see was a series of photos that Julius collected from a friend of his in the police department. According to Julius, pieces of the werewolves' brains were scooped out by something, and all of them had traces of Red Bat nearby when the bodies were found. And with this knowledge, Gabriel had to leave.........although he did have to get Bethany to leave him alone first, and so he went to the V.I.P. lounge to tell her what he needed to. --ScorpionTail (talk) 03:37, September 4, 2013 (UTC)

"Soon the Ticks will burn..." the Commander said as he walked away from the scene with Scholar, both knowing the SWAT team was on its way. Tomorrow on various cell phones, internet boards, emails and smart phones would be a picture of the Red Bat building stained with blood in the front and windows, mutilated bodies around. Written in bloody letters would be "Red Bat's Secret Ingredient!" Just five minutes after they left, the SWAT team appeared, ordering the crowd to surrender all weapons. The rampaging Vanarchists opened fire, Big Dog shouted, "Will you kill your own kind to save THEM?! Are you willing to die for the Ticks and the Leeches?!" Zukomones (talk) 03:43, September 4, 2013 (UTC)

"Hypocrite!" The Rival disarmed a couple Vanarchists while shooting at Big Dog's weapon to render it useless before throwing his weapon to the ground.. "Are you willing to kill YOUR own kind to make US look bad?!" "Hold your fire troops; I recognize that mask, you're the one they call The Rival. Do you even know what's really in your kind's favorite drink." "As a matter of fact, I do and it's not what you think. A certain acquaintance of mine has been looking into it for a long time."--Zeromaro (talk) 19:40, September 4, 2013 (UTC)

A Different Path
Gabriel, a.k.a. The Vanarchist, left the nightclub through a balcony leading from the V.I.P. lounge, where Bethany was lying on a couch with a blanket covering her body, taking a rest after her talk with Gabriel. Rolling his eyes, Gabriel tucked his long white hair into his hood, jumped from the balcony, and got on his skateboard, spray painting Vanarchist symbols on Governor Redwater re-election campaign posters as a way of multi-tasking, for he was still very much interested in stopped the werewolf murders. In the distance, a freckled, redheaded woman watched Gabriel closely. She had just noticed him, and after evading the SWAT team, she had found her target. When she got a look at him, he seemed pretty cute, but quickly tried to focus on the bounty. Rose "The Girl" MacDonald was ready to claim her prize, but when she heard a loud, dog-like yelp, Gabriel skated off to find the source of the noise, with the Girl following close behind. --ScorpionTail (talk) 23:44, September 4, 2013 (UTC)

"Not another one," muttered Gabriel under his breath as he imagined a dying wolf yell out the yelp he heard. He pulled his hood on tight to not draw the attention of the Vanarchists who wanted him dead. The yelp came from the same direction as the riots, making Rose realize that she needed to hit her target now before she had to follow him into an area she had just barely escaped. She knelt down and took aim, as Gabriel found the a dying werewolf. "The killer must've gotten away," said Gabriel as he walked toward the victim. The weakened werewolf flailed his armed at the Gabriel, making him fall down as Rose took here shot, missing her target and dealing the final blow to the werewolf. --Pikapwn (talk) 2:18, September 5, 2013 (UTC)

In front of the Red Bat building Big Dog was still talking to the Rival "Have you ever asked yourself how they survived BEFORE Red Bat? How many people they murdered?" He pulled out two grenades and released the pins, holding them to his chest. He stared the Rival directly in the face. "Do these look like the eyes of a hypocrite to you?" The grenades went off, and where Big Dog stood, now lay nothing but a dark crimson pool. Zukomones (talk) 02:34, September 5, 2013 (UTC)

Ah... missed, wait where'd he go? The Vanarchist was already out of sight, as he stealth-fully approached the girl. "First you hunt vampires and now werewolves," The Vanarchist threw his voice. He tackled the girl making her gun fall of the roof and restrained her. "What do you mean werewolf; aren't you a vampire?" "Not quite," Gabriel assumed a human-sized wolf like form, "my ma might've been a vampire, but I'm a werewolf first. Those mosquitoes hunted down my old man and several other werewolves to make that Red Bat drink." "Wait, what?"--Zeromaro (talk) 02:56, September 5, 2013 (UTC)

Rose was visibly shocked and disturbed by what Gabriel said, as she was one of the few who wasn't prejudiced to werewolves. The idea of one sentient group of creatures using another as a source of food was disturbing. That was one reason why she disliked and hunted vampires. But something about this was disturbing, too disturbing to be true. He had to have been lying. But looking into Gabriel's eyes gave her a very nasty feeling that he may have been onto something. --ScorpionTail (talk) 03:02, September 5, 2013 (UTC)

The fight moved inside the Red Bat building, where, a heavily injured Rival is seen shooting the attacking Vanarchists. The SWAT team arrived and they're slowly surrounding the entire building. A new wave of Vanarchists came inside, but Rival's assault rifle runs out of bullets. He quickly looks to his right, where a security guard was standing and yells at him "Quickly, give me your gun and get away from here!". The security guard throws his weapon towards Rival, but the gun gets shot in mid-air by one of the experienced SWAT members. Left without means of attacking, Rival hides behind a desk as a wave of bullets is shot towards him. 06:11, September 5, 2013 (UTC)

The rival hears and feels the shock from the bullets as the get stuck in the Oak Wood Desk,shielding him.He looks around, observing for any kind of opportunity, a means of escape. As he feels a team of 4 specialised soldiers closing in on hm dangerously, he shouts "Blast it all!" and decides to take the initiative himself. With his back, he pushes the desk, despite it's size, and it hits 2 of the men that were after him,giving him a chance. He starts running towards the glass door that connects the floor with the stairs, and a few bullets fly past him. One of them,luckily for him, passes right by his face, but it leaves a small but apparent crack below the left cheeck. He finally reaches the glass door, and prefering some pain over death, he crashes into it with force, and quickly sticks to the wall in order to protect himself.Swimswimfruit (talk) 07:21, September 5, 2013 (UTC)

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