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The following presentation is rated TV 14.
The struggle is ageless, light
versus dark.
Good versus evil.
Right versus wrong.
It is a struggle for power.
And the balance is precarious. Each small battle pushes the equilibrium
one way, then the other.
It began when the angel Lucifer was cast from heaven and
inherited the kingdom of darkness as his domain.
From the time our battle lines were drawn, both lines convinced their cause
righteous.
This struggle has led people to go to extremes to secure power.
Sometimes for their cause.
Oftentimes for themselves.
Winston Ray was such a man, he undertook the quest.
for five mystic sepulchres.
The question is, when he had found them all, how he would use the power they
possessed.
Darkness and light put in evil the same eternal balance.
Father?
What are you doing?
I need to find the whole truth.
Let's get out of here.
Let's go.
Come on, take my hand.
I can get you out of here.
Don't do it, Father.
The burden is yours now.
Winston Wayne.
A revealed precept of the legendary.
He believed he was strong enough to meet the demons head on and draw from their
power.
Like countless others before him, he underestimated the sheer domination of
dark side.
Cost him his life?
Worth yet.
Cost his immortal soul?
But souls are the very thing that stays.
Ongoing war.
The most important consideration is to choose sides very carefully.
One promises strength, power, a life of happiness, while the other is
shrouded in lies, fought with misery.
I have watched the battle between the legacy and the dark side rage for
centuries.
And in the past few years, the war has intensified.
Perhaps it is due to the coming of the millennium.
Or perhaps it is due to the fact that Winston Wayne's son,
Derek, became a precept in the legacy.
Father and son.
There is no stronger bond on earth.
A young man appeared on the island, and Derek, in his fervent desire to have the
son he never knew existed, accepted the youth as his own without question.
A trip to the wild provided Derek with the ideal opportunity to get to know the
thumb better.
There it is.
Up ahead, right.
Hop out.
We'll beat you here.
You two go ahead.
I'll stay with the raft.
It provided Lucas with an altogether different opportunity.
How long have you known him?
Since before your mama.
You heard, too.
I'll find a doctor to bring you into this world.
What doctor?
Marie Glenn.
Good man.
Lived up the coast.
You never told my father?
She made me a promise.
Didn't want anyone to find her.
Or you.
Never told a soul.
Derek realized that the dark side was feeding on his longing for love.
You're not my son.
So who the hell are you?
When you said that your mother told you to ask me about the legacy, I knew it
was a lie.
You're more like me than you could possibly realize.
No, not even close.
So what did you do with my real son? You kill him too?
No.
Not that I wouldn't have enjoyed it.
So what do you want?
Kill me?
Get on with it, then.
I'm not going to kill you. I'm going to become you.
Discard this body and take yours.
My God.
You want to destroy the legacy from within.
Yes.
And nobody will ever know?
You can feel it can't you?
So can I.
Had the demon succeeded in killing Derek, it might have set off a chain of
events weakening the entire organization.
The question I ask is, would the downfall of the legacy be such a
terrible loss?
The legacy would... like to believe that its members are above reproach, but
over the centuries the dark side has been successful in turning some of its
and file.
Count Vlad, Dracul, Henry VIII, even Napoleon.
No one is immune to the seductive call of unadulterated power.
Hey, Angeline D 'Arne, an esteemed member of the legacy and
precept of the Montreal house.
She crossed over and struck a very hard legacy.
Ingrid! Derek!
Derek.
Where's my... I thought perhaps I didn't stay on the line long enough for you to
trace the...
But then I didn't want to make it too easy for you.
Angeline, why have you done this?
Derek knows.
He knew me better than anyone.
Derek, dark will always be morning, trending in the night.
There was a great temptation.
I tried to convince myself I was learning about the enemy.
Plumbing the depths of evil so that I could defeat it.
Instead, you practice the art of self -deception.
Wrong. Instead, I practice the art of self -revelation. Only I embrace what
found. You attack my family.
Your family is nothing.
The legacy is nothing.
The dark side...
change the world.
At what price? Good people killed, our trust betrayed.
There's always a price to pay, William.
Angelina, it's not too late.
We can still help you. I don't want your help, William.
When you embrace the doubt, it becomes you. There is great power to be doubt.
Where is my silver?
I want the chalice.
Drinking from the chalice can heal those of us that are left.
You know I can't let you have it, no matter what it costs.
True.
But then, you already have.
I'm sorry.
My family needed the money.
Your family is your weakness, Derek.
That's what made it so easy to lure you here.
You'd do anything to save your sister.
But now, you have condemned her.
Angeline was willing to go to any extreme to achieve her goal.
And now, we give you the opportunity.
To die for him.
I've tasted the power of the other side.
And what's worse, it's destroying everything we believe in.
Betraying me.
Attacking my family.
Why do you think I chose your sister? You're the one I want. Come to me.
It's all the shackles of the legacy, Derek.
Can't you see they only hold you back?
No!
Defeated Angeline.
But who is to say which side was right and which side was wrong?
Derek killed Angeline without remorse.
Is there any different than Angeline's desire to have more out of life?
The age -old question of right versus wrong gets murkier when examined under
cold light.
Mom?
It's okay, honey. I'm here.
I was having such a real feeling.
Don't worry.
Come on.
I'll take you home.
Home? And everything's going to be all right.
You're not my mom.
They called up a banshee from the middle depths whose powers were extraordinary.
Unfortunately, the dark side often underestimates the survival skills of
especially when they test familial bonds.
Don't I?
Come.
Johnny! Let her be!
You!
This is no concern of yours.
Or have you forgotten our bargain?
Bargain?
I've always done everything you asked. I did not agree to this.
Humans have an irk tendency to back out of a bargain.
And they realize their soul is on the line. I'm
not
doing what you say anymore.
Which is why the dark side prefers to use agents they can count on.
Even though he was Rachel's own grandfather, Joshua Cantwell gladly came
the other side long ago.
He was most eager to convert his great -granddaughter. She is mine!
Rachel!
me help you.
of the dark side will sometimes meet their match when they come up against
legacy.
And when my plans are carried out, the dark side will succeed in wiping the
legacy off the face of the earth.
Perhaps you'll be there by my side.
The legacy wraps.
itself in self -righteousness, often hiding behind a veil of noble purity and
saintliness to achieve its goal.
Father Philip Callahan, former member of the San Francisco House, hid behind his
face when he refused absolution to a member of his flock.
Ravenwood? But it can't be.
You've betrayed me.
You've denied me.
You've condemned me.
I'll do what you've done.
My pain will be nothing compared to yours. Please, no.
You know what you have to do.
What have you done?
I'm zombie!
What have you done?
What have you done?
Eric Ravenwood was a murderer.
But all he thought was an opportunity to repent.
When none was forthcoming.
He turned to us, and we gave him a gift that the church could not.
You couldn't deny me, Philip.
Are you going to try and wait it out until they drag me down to hell, aren't
you?
No.
I want Absalom, Philip. I need it.
And I'm going to be all for you and your friends and your old world until I get
it.
Father Callaghan foolishly assumed that his virtuous Holy Spirit was strong
enough to go up against the forces of the other side.
Look at what they're doing to me, Philip.
Who wants us to die?
How about that Alex, huh?
She's a pretty thing.
Then the doctor.
I can arrange for you to watch him if you like.
Leave them alone!
I kill everyone that's close to you.
I let them take me to hell.
None of this is going to stop until...
You must kneel down.
Yeah, I'll kneel down.
Father, Son of the Holy Ghost, Eric Ravenwood, I command
thee. Through God. My soul for yours, your body for
mine.
We could not possibly have predicted such a fortuitous twist of fate.
Now we had an agent within our enemy's house.
Philip. Oh, God.
Philip.
Oh, you're okay.
Oh, thank God.
Rachel and I were... You don't know how much
I would love to sit and talk with you.
But I have a very busy day ahead of me.
Who better to bring down the sanctimonious legacy than a pious
man of the floor?
It was irony, but it wasn't.
Oh.
You've got to ignore me.
I've never used a gun before.
Such a lazy way to kill, don't you think?
I mean, anybody can pull a trigger. It doesn't take a lot of imagination or
courage. You know what I mean?
So you're Ravenwood now, aren't you?
It doesn't matter what you know anymore.
I got what I want. I'm alive.
I don't need no absolution.
You were alive a few days ago.
Why was it so important then?
I'm scared.
I was afraid I was going to go to hell. But I had a long chat with God. We
sorted it all out. He understands.
Understands what?
That you're murdering people?
Sacrificing. Some die so others may live. That's all right.
And now you must die.
No one is taking away my second chance. Not you.
Nobody.
What about your other victims?
Victims? They died in a noble cause.
I've got to wake people up. I've got to make them realize how much evil is in
the world.
Evil?
You're the purest form of it.
You think you can fool me?
It was narrow, but we learned and regrouped.
Each time we strike, we take a step closer to ultimate victory.
The balance of power is slowly shifting, and the outcome is inevitable.
Wouldn't you like to be on the winning side?
So, Alex, you hold the key to the continuing struggle.
Join us in quelling the sanctimonious legacy and there will be no more
bloodshed.
Peace will reign.
You're asking me to turn my back on everything I believe in.
The people that I love.
Not at all.
I'm offering you the opportunity to save their lives.
The legacy will be defeated eventually.
It's merely a question of how much pain will be suffered.
If you join us, you can ensure the well -being of your associates and personally
reap the rewards we have to offer, which are considerable.
Remember how right it felt when Daniel Yuare first came into your life.
Daniel Iwari was a medicine man.
A witch doctor.
We gave him the gift that turned him into a supernaturally powerful force.
I could teach you, Alec. If you could get past your... Let me tell you, that's
big gift.
But as Leighton and Tanya, it's far more potent than you.
I saw it in her in New Orleans and I feel it in you now.
But you are stronger by a thousandfold.
I want you, Alex.
I want you to leave here and come and work with us.
You could be a healer.
Now you think of what that means.
What do I have to do to convince you?
Well, I'd say nothing short of a miracle.
That can be arranged.
Even though you rejected Daniel.
He knew that one way to reach you was through your sister, Tanya.
I remember feeling Daniel's powerful aura in the room and knew that he was
only one who could save my sister's life.
Tanya.
It'll be okay.
I promise you.
Give up, though.
Thank you.
Yet, despite the fact that he saved your sister, you turned your back on Daniel.
Because I thought he was evil.
That's what the legacy has ingrained in you. A closed -minded distrust of
anyone who doesn't fit their mold.
To turn your friends in bondage. No.
To free them.
By your name.
And as you know, by the names of your father, Thomas, your mother, Leah. By
name, Naomi Saba. By the names of your father, Kara.
And your mother, Leah. By the names of all your ancestors.
You are hereby free from slavery.
To this menducky witch, Daniel, you are, by these signs, you are relieved!
But your associates pulled you back at the last moment.
But that was then.
This is now.
Derek and the others aren't here.
Just you and me.
It's not so frightening, is it?
Once the battle is over, we will reign over the earth as a benevolent form, not
hiding behind religion and self -righteousness, but rather giving people
they yearn for, strength, power, happiness.
And for a limited few, immortality.
Wouldn't you like to be the one who makes the difference?
in the right direction.
Join us, Alex.
It is the right thing to do.
I believe you.
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