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Civil War: Fallout

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Okay, so this is my latest attempt at a comic book miniseries. Basically, this is a six issue sequel to Civil War, which assumes a certain ending. In order to keep the element of surprise, I'll hold off on a synopsis, and instead provide it in recap form each time I post a new issue. Anyone who would want to draw any particular panels/pages, you're MORE than welcome to, and in fact I'd love it if you did. This is a politically charged piece, and won't be to everyone's tastes, but whatever. If you don't like it, don't read it. All that said...enjoy!

Issue One:

PAGE ONE/TWO:

Splash spread. Battlefield in Iraq. The streets are aflame. American soldiers, Iraqi citizens alike lay slain in the sand.

CAPTION: 2011. Eight years since Bush’s war began, and still nothing has changed. The president has secured a third term in office, and assumed direct control of military forces, promising a swift end to the war on terror.

CAPTION: Instead, things are worse than ever before. The Civil War between superhumans and the American government has ended, and the heroes have lost. All superhumans are now registered, and many, including Spider-Man, are imprisoned.

PAGE THREE:

PANEL ONE

CLOSE: The shield.

CAPTION: And one, the greatest symbol of truth, justice, and the American way the country had ever seen, or ever would see, is no more than a slave to madmen.

PANEL TWO

Captain America stands in a dark room, before President George W. Bush, Vice President Dick Cheney, Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice, Advisor Karl Rove: aforementioned madmen. His head is inclined. He is sworn to serve his country, no matter what.

CHENEY: You escaped major jail time, Captain. You know that.

PANEL THREE

Close on Cheney, ugly and malevolent and evil.

CHENEY: And now you’ll help us. Because you stand for us.

PANEL FOUR

America says nothing, his gaze steely.

PANEL FIVE

Rice.

RICE: The time has come to invade Iran. Before they try anything…drastic.

PAGE FOUR:

PANEL ONE

Rice and America.

RICE: We’ve allotted a military force, mainly through the draft. You’ll lead them into Iran and take out the main government.

PANEL TWO

Rove.

ROVE: Korea?

PANEL THREE

Rice.

RICE: Allied with Iran. Take one, the other will follow.

PANEL FOUR

Cheney and Bush.

CHENEY: We have reason to believe that Jong-Il has provided Iran with nuclear weapons. That’s our target.

PANEL FIVE

CLOSE: America’s mouth.

CAP: Nothing to say, Mr. President?

PANEL SIX

CLOSE: Bush’s eyes.

PAGE FIVE:

PANEL ONE

Low angle Cap.

CAP: I served Roosevelt. Kennedy. Reagan. Clinton. Better men than you.

PANEL TWO

Cheney narrows his eyes.

CHENEY: That’s enough. You have your orders.

PANEL THREE

Cap turns to the door.

CAP: Fine.

PANEL FOUR

Cap is gone.

PANEL FIVE

The cabal closes around the president.

PAGE SIX:

PANEL ONE

Exterior New York.

CAPTION: New York. The pinnacle of the free world.

CAPTION: At least, it was.

PANEL TWO

A line of superheroes, out of costume. Spider-Man, Sue Storm. Countless others.

PANEL THREE

Pete’s at the head of the line. A general examines him.

GENERAL: Name.

PANEL FOUR

Pete smirks.

PETE: Spider-Man.

PANEL FIVE

The general glares.

GENERAL: Your real name, smartass.

PANEL SIX

Pete narrows his eyes.

PETE: None of your damn business.

PANEL SEVEN

Sue looks ahead to the scene.

PAGE SEVEN:

PANEL ONE

A soldier smacks Pete with the butt of a rifle.

PANEL TWO

Peter recoils. The general smirks.

GENERAL: Name.

PANEL THREE

Peter glares up, lip bloodied.

PETE: Peter Parker.

PANEL FOUR
The general writes the name on a piece of paper.

GENERAL: Excellent. Enjoy your stay at Triskelion, Peter Parker. Or should I say, Spider-Man?

PANEL FIVE

Sue’s eyes widen.

PAGE EIGHT:

Sue extends her arms, knocking the surrounding heroes and soldiers back with a forcefield.

PAGE NINE:

PANEL ONE

Sue takes off running. Soldiers spin their heads.

PANEL TWO

The general shouts.

GENERAL: After her!

PANEL THREE

Peter struggles against soldiers holding him back. They club him again, and he goes limp in their arms.

PANEL FOUR

Sue runs through an alley, going invisible.

PANEL FIVE

Soldiers arrive in the ally. One puts his hand to his goggles.

PANEL SIX

POV. They’ve got infrared.

PAGE TEN:

PANEL ONE

POV. There she is.

PANEL TWO

A soldier fires.

PANEL THREE

Sue goes visible, gasping.

PANEL FOUR

She falls. Soldiers run toward her.

PANEL FIVE

Low angle. Johnny Storm flies overhead.

PANEL SIX

The line. Reed Richards stands with a soldier.

PAGE ELEVEN:

PANEL ONE

Johnny Storm lands.

JOHNNY: Reed.

REED: I know.

PANEL TWO

CLOSE: Reed’s face. Older, now.

REED: Don’t make it harder, Johnny.

PANEL THREE

CLOSE: Johnny.

JOHNNY: She’s my sister, Reed.

PANEL FOUR

Both of them. Tension.

REED: Then you save her.

PANEL FIVE

Reed walks away.

PAGE TWELVE:

PANEL ONE

The line, this time on a TV screen.

PANEL TWO

Scott Summers, Logan, and Emma Frost stand in front of the television. Kitty Pryde, Peter Rasputin, and Hank McCoy are with them.

LOGAN: Great.

PANEL THREE

Logan.

LOGAN: Lot o’ good your “neutrality” did us. They got flamin’ Spider=Man in jail.

PANEL FOUR

Emma glares.

EMMA: So you’d rather it be us.

PANEL FIVE

Logan’s fist.

LOGAN: No way they’d take me alive.

PANEL SIX

Kitty and Peter.

KITTY: There’s something seriously wrong. Everything’s gone to hell since this civil war started.

PAGE THIRTEEN:

PANEL ONE

Logan turns to her, scowling.

LOGAN: Well it’s over now, punkin. They got America by the balls. That ain’t enough symbolism for ya, I don’t know what is.

PANEL TWO

Emma and Scott.

EMMA: We’ve registered. We’re playing by their bloody rules. But our children are safe. And that had better mean something to you.

PANEL THREE

Emma stands in profile. There’s the slightest bump over her abdomen.

EMMA: Because it bloody well means something to me. Now.

PANEL FOUR

Logan lights a cigar.

LOGAN: You did the right thing by the kids, Emma. But it don’t change the situation now. You jump through one measly hoop…

PANEL FIVE

CLOSE: The cigar.

LOGAN: You’re done. That’s it. You jump through every damn one, or they get you.

PANEL SIX

Logan leaves the room.

LOGAN: It’s the kind o’ world we live in, now.

PAGE FOURTEEN:

PANEL ONE

Kitty turns.

KITTY: Logan, wait!

PANEL TWO

Emma looks up at Scott.

EMMA: Why do we do this?

SCOTT: Because we have to.

PANEL THREE

They kiss.

PANEL FOUR

A jail cell. Peter sits, in a white jumpsuit.

CAPTION: TRISKELION.

PANEL FIVE

CLOSE: Peter.

PETER: I can’t believe I’m in a jail cell. In Triskelion. Half a year ago, I sent people to Triskelion. Bad people. Doc Ock’s down the hall. What the hell?

PAGE FIFTEEN:

PANEL ONE

Peter stands at the bars. Sue is across the hall.

SUE: Yeah. Weird, huh?

PETER: No kidding.

PANEL TWO

Sue crosses her arms.

SUE: My marriage is in shambles. I always thought that would be the most important thing. I guess that was stupid.

PANEL THREE

Peter.

PETER: I know Reed. He’ll come to his senses.

SUE: I don’t think so.

PANEL FOUR

CLOSE: Sue.

SUE: You didn’t see the fight we had, when all this insanity started. He told me that I was destroying everything he, we, had ever stood for.

PANEL FIVE

PETER: Oh. Wow.

PAGE SIXTEEN:

Pull back. The cell block is full of heroes.

PAGE SEVENTEEN:

PANEL ONE

Iran. Captain America and several troops march into a city.

CAPTION: Iran.

PANEL TWO

Cap turns to the soldiers.

CAP: The nukes are at the coordinates I gave you on the lift. Neutralize them. Minimize innocent casualties.

PANEL THREE

They move out.

PANEL FOUR

Kim Jong-Il stands in a situation room. An officer approaches him. Translated from Korean.

CAPTION: Situation room.

OFFICER: They’ve sent a hero into Iran.

JONG-IL: Which?

OFFICER: Captain America.

PANEL FIVE

CLOSE: Jong-Il.

JONG-IL: Interesting. I’ve had enough of Iran as it is. It’s time to make an example. To show America our true might.

PANEL SIX

CLOSE: Officer.

JONG-IL: Detonate the warheads.

PAGE EIGHTEEN:

PANEL ONE

Cap and soldiers descend into a basement.

CAP: This is it.

PANEL TWO

CLOSE: Cap.

CAP: Something’s wrong.

PANEL THREE

CLOSE: Cap. A bright light fills the room.

CAP: No.

PANEL FOUR

Whiteout.

PAGE NINETEEN:

PANEL ONE

The Pentagon. Cheney and Rice, along with officers.

CAPTION: The Pentagon.

RICE: Impossible.

PANEL TWO

Cheney and Rice, tighter shot.

CHENEY: The whole damn country. Someone get the President on the phone!

PANEL THREE:

The Oval Office. The phone rings. Bush sits alone.

PANEL FOUR

Bush picks up the phone.

BUSH: Yeah.

PANEL FIVE

CLOSE: Bush.

BUSH: That’s it. No more messin’ around.

PANEL SIX

CLOSE: Bush’s mouth.

BUSH: We’re takin’ ‘em out.

PAGE TWENTY:

PANEL ONE

Newscaster, on a television set.

REPORTER: The news came as a shock today. Iran has been obliterated by nuclear weapons, launched by North Korea.

PANEL TWO

The X-Men watch.

REPORTER: Even worse, we’ve received word that an additional force had been sent into Iran today, led by our own Captain America. All, of course, have been declared dead. It is unknown exactly how many soldiers lost their lives.

PANEL THREE

Emma.

EMMA: Bugger.

PANEL FOUR

Scott puts his head in his hands.

SCOTT: I can’t believe he’s dead.

PANEL FIVE

Hank removes his glasses.

HANK: It’s unbelievable.

PAGE TWENTY-ONE

PANEL ONE

Logan stands up.

LOGAN: Well, I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’ve had enough o’ this.

PANEL TWO

Logan addresses the rest of the X-Men.

LOGAN: Time we took a stand.

PANEL THREE

Emma takes Scott’s hand.

EMMA: You’re right. We can’t live like this anymore.

PANEL FOUR

Kitty and Peter.

KITTY: I’m in.

PANEL FIVE

Logan smiles.

LOGAN: Then only one thing left to do.

PAGE TWENTY-TWO

The X-Men, in formation, leave the living room.

LOGAN: Let’s suit up.
 
Gentle bump. New issue on Wednesday, unless total lack of interest continues.
 

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