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Hello. My name is Violet.

And I was born into a world you

may not understand.

Coming up. Holding air speed.

Echo: altitude forward, and lateral direct.

Numbers falling fast from here.

On my mark.

3...2...1...

Mark.

Hard Lock -- engaged.

Valves -- primary and secondary.

Amazden pressure breach.

Amazden

Freeze.

It's a trap.
Stay where you are. Don't move.

All hands down. All clear sir.

Touch nothing.

Obviously.

Hemophages. No surprise.

Flat-space technology.

Dimension compressing.

Very rare.

It's odd.

What was their exit strategy?

How did they expect to transport
the blood out of here?

Unless there was no exit strategy.

Then what's the point?

Well -- what if they didn't come
to take the blood out?

What if they came to infect it?

My God.

Ross.

Poor bastard.

Yes. I was born into a world you may find
hard to understand.

The trouble began when an American
weapons lab discovered

an obscure virus that had
been around for centuries.

They tried to modify it, to create
faster and stronger soldiers.

But instead, they created a more contagious
form of the disease.

A strain called HGV.

Hema Gophagic Virus.
And that's when the disease got out.

Everything changed.

As previous ages were defined by terrorism

this one was defined by fear of disease.

The medical establishment took it upon itself
to protect its public.

At first, requiring victims to wear
identifying armbands

and rounding them up in special camps
and facilities.

Until finally

people just stopped hearing from them.

The trouble began for me
the day I learned I was pregnant.

The same day I lost my husband

my future, my life.

I contracted the disease and lost my baby.

With those few on the outside
I formed a resistance.

Went underground --
and began fighting back.

And so began the blood wars.

And now, the leader of the militant medical
establishment, running this phobic world

Is Vice-Cardinal Ferdinand Daxis.

Vice-Cardinal, as you know, our campaign

against the hemophages
has been highly effective.

We've managed to eradicate
almost all of them. But sir,

the few that are left have
proven incredibly determined.

Terrorist attacks are at
their highest level ever.

It's not because they're determined

it's because they're desperate.

Because they know we're on the verge
of wiping them out completely.

For the last 10 years,
in partnership with laboratories

for latter-day defence

I've overseen the development of a weapon

that can locate and kill
every hemophage on the planet

in a matter of days.
Is there an E.T.A. sir?

Now.

A courier is retrieving it to
bring here to the Arch-ministry

as we speak

XPD-154: Clearance Classified Courier.

I'm expected.

Reverse-engineered DNA
identification: in process.

Remove your head covering.

Remove your eye covering.

Preliminary verification: substantiated.

Please.

Have a seat.

Mind if I ask what's on the menu?

The usual:

Retinal testing to detect the presence of
existence of contacts or dives.

Metabolic sensing to make certain your
metabolism is

within human range.
Pulse.

Respiration.

Just have to make sure you're -- human.

If you really were a hemophage

we would have already detected

tissue repair at a micro-cellular level.

So

what would happen if one were to fail
any of these tests?

Nothing good.

Please remove all articles of clothing, and
proceed into the scanner.

Your clothing and personal items have been
sterilized, XPD-154.

May I ask you a question?

Feel free.

Do you know what this about?

Should I?

No. It's highly classified.

But I 've been cleared to debrief
you, because your consciousness

of the gravity of the situation may
increase your motivation to complete.

I've never failed to complete.

The hemophages are a dying
species, on the verge

of non-existence.

We have developed weapon that will push
them past that brink

into extinction.

If this weapon is so important

Why not have it delivered
by armored convoy?

The armored convoy you refer to is
departing the facility as we speak.

The hemophages will do
anything in their power

to stop and immobilize it.

It is of course a decoy.

XPD-154

You'll be receiving a
case, containing a weapon.

I don't have to tell you.

Under no circumstances should you open it.

You're right.

You don't have to tell me.

Identify.

XPD-154: Clearance Classified Courier.

Copy XPD-154: you will be Ven-secting.

Everything in order, XPD-154?

100%, Commrade Doctor.

You're quite certain, everything is in order?

Positively.

Empty your DNA to confirm receipt.

I can only confirm receipt of the container,
not its contents.

That's acceptable.

Opening the case is strictly
forbidden, you understand this.

Perfectly.

The contents are set to self-destruct in event
of non-delivery, in

exactly 9 hours from now.

What is your condition, XPD-154?

Are you functional?

XPD-154, Clearance Classified Courier.

Get on the ground.

On your knees! On your knees!

Get down.

What the hell is going on?

You were entered and processed
through this gate 15 minutes ago.

Then it wasn't me, you dumb son of a bitch.

Check my ID. You gotta mite!

I repeat XPD-154. Are you functional?

I don't know what you are talking about
Commrade Doctor, I am 100% functional.

Security breach!
Security breach!

Stand yellow alert!
Stand yellow alert!

Intercept. Intercept!
Inner defense wall!

Unarmed intruder. Unarmed intruder!

How did the hemophage
get past the screens?

We don't know sir,

maybe meta-suppressants to
subordinate the blood characteristics.

All security to their stations!

All security, report to their stations!

How did she do that?

She must have some sort of gravity leveler.

Well, whatever it is, it's
out now. She's not going

to make it out of this complex alive.

Sir, we've ID'd her.

Plague victim.

She was confined to this
facility for experimentation

until she escaped,

after the forced termination
of her pregnancy

12 years ago.

Violet Sangt-Jacques Sheriff.
Tell me I'm wrong!

You're wrong.

Why are you doing this?

Because I hate humans

with every fiber of my being.

I'll kill every single one of them,

almost as quickly as they'll try and kill me.

You used to be human!

But not anymore, right?

I got sick, and now I'm
something less than human.

Something

worthy of extermination.

It's academic now, isn't it?

You won't make it out of here with that case.

Watch me.

She's there on the ceiling!

Shoot! Shoot!

It's me.

Did you get it?

Yeah.

But they're serious about
not letting me keep it.

Fine.

The objective is the destruction
of the weapon.

If you can't make delivery -- destroy it.

Copy that. Will terminate and destroy.

No, V.

The attack on the blood bank failed --
You cannot!

Under no circumstances can you
look inside that case!

If you are compromised, you must
destroy it immediately! Read?

Read.

V.
What the hell is going on?

I'm clear.

I told you to destroy the weapon.

I said I'm clear.

You have the case?

Affirmative.

Bring it in.

What's your status?

The needle. In the Shinwago.

10 minutes.

Bravo, V.

Bravo.

No one but you could have pulled
this off.

It's not a weapon.

What are you talking about?

It's not a weapon, it's a child.
A human child.

You opened the case?

What difference does it make?

I risked my life for nothing.

I think I had to know
what I was willing to die for.

You see?

Nothing.

Nothing.

It's not a weapon.

It's a child.

It's both. It's a weapon
and a child.

Its blood is swarming with cultured antigens
that would kill all of us!

On contact.

If they atomize its tissues
into the atmosphere.

It would be like insecticide, to people.

Like you and me.

It would find us.
And, it would kill us.

All of us.

Nerver, wait, if there's an accelerator for HGV
this child's blood

Then, so's the counter-analogue
for decelerating it.

What are you saying V.?

A cure?

Wouldn't it be better than infecting
innocent people?

This child could provide the choice.

If there's choice, V --
I have already made it.

It's a child.

You can go now, your work is done.

It was a protection.

Don't ever think it -- it just turns out I was right.
We're gettin' the hell outta here.

She went up!
So go after her.

The Blood-she-more control
the top10 floors of this building.

Whatever they want --

give it to them.

Watch me.

Hey.

What are you doing up there, huh?

Hey.

It's a nice view, huh?

Why don't you -- uh

help me up
so I can see it too?

Here. Give me your hand.

Give your hand.

Help me up. Come on.

It's okay.

What do you think you're doing, huh?
You trying to get yourself killed?

Come on!

Stop it!

Seal the building. Any other 'Phages inside
I want them hunted down and killed.

Violet Sang-Jacques Sheriff.

Easy, Violet.

Do you know who I am?

How could I not?
Tyrant. Egomaniac.

Narcissist?
That about sums it up, doesn't it?

Yes it may be true, I

may have quirks --
but that doesn't mean I'm stupid.

And it certainly doesn't mean that you make a
single move, without me knowing about it.

You would have killed me a long time ago.

Listen.
The boy is useless to you, he's --

laboratory bred. Vegatative.
Practically brain-dead. Just give him to me.

And you're on your way.

And then you can use him to kill me
and everybody like me.

He's not what you think.

No?

What is he then?

He's my son.

Hey Daxis.

What?

You're full of shit.

Cover your ears!

Cover your ears!

Metro 5 is boarding

Stand clear

Doors closing

Damaged?
Are you damaged!?

What am I doing?

Hey!

Park it!
Right there!

Don't make me have to tell you twice.
. . . Sit!

Don't get any cute ideas, either.

The only reason I saved your life

is because whatever's in your blood
can save mine.

If they corner us,
suffer no delusions.

I will kill you.

Damn it!
S-Squadron entering station -- contain and search train

Metro 5 is boarding

Garth, it's me. I screwed up!
I screwed up bad.

The case had a kid in it.

I crossed Nerva.
I know. He called.

Don't even think about bringing it here V.

Damn it Garth, this kid
might have the answer in him.

And I'm just gonna be lucky to
get him out of here alive.

I need your help!

I'm sorry V. . . . My research is too important
to jeapordize for a single child.

Goodbye V.

What part of those bullets whizzing
by your head didn't you get?

Do you understand anything I'm saying to you?

Okay. Let's start simple.

They had to call you something, right?
Do you have a name?

I'm Violet.
Hi, pleased to meet you.

Your turn. Go.

Six.

You.

We gotta go.

Dammit!

Gimme your arm.

Give your arm!

Now you listen to me, Six.
Or whatever your name is.

I might not be able to get you where I want you
to go, but I sure as hell am going to

get your blood now. Now gimmie your arm
before I take the whole thing!

You think those people are bad?

Well let me tell you something.

The real monster, you don't want
knocking down your doors, mate.

If I scream

we'll both be dead.

Daxis doesn't know you can speak,
does he?

What do you know about what's going on?

There's a war going on
to the death

between humans and hemophages.
And Six, you're human -- and

I'm a hemophage.

Wait!

Listen! Do you remember I said that
there was something in your blood

that could save my life?

Well -- Daxis. He put something into
your blood. He grew something there.

And whatever that is, those antigens,

They may hold the key to saving my life,
but they were put there first and foremost

to kill me.

To kill me, and everyone like me.

So . . . these men?

Yeah, Six.

They're after you. Right now --

you're the most valuable object
on this planet.

Unbelieveable, V.
You jeapordize everything, by coming here.

The humans want me.

Nerva wants me.

I don't have any place left to go, Garth.

Besides

You have all my guns.

So what's his story?

You tell me.

Can you make an assessment?
-- I'll need to draw some blood.

It'll take a few hours.

Sweeper Team A, inform ArchmMinister Daxis
we have the remaining hemophages cornered

on the 21st floor.

they're right beghind me.
The lights!

Go night-vision. Take them apart.

Switching to emergency backup lighting system.

So . . . are you going to kill me?

Think you can?

I think you and I have matters of mutual
self-interest to discuss.

Sit down.

Humans are celebrating something.

Where is this?

When I was a kid,

and I was just a little girl

I used to dream about this
old, dusty road.

And this road would go on,
as far as the eye could see.

And there was

all these little white flowers
growing around the edges,

and it was such a -- peaceful place.

There was a happy place.

But then, you realize,

when life settles in around you

places like this

don't exist.

You're dying.

Yeah. I am.

I'm sorry.

Do you read?

Allright. Look.

Commrade.

Lover.

Life.

And this one.

This . . .
This one was gonna save mother.

But, I got sick and
and . . .

all that became impossible.

You're not lookin' so good.

I need to transfuse you.

Just be thankful you didn't convert
with light sensitivity too.

You do this?

What is it?

I'm not sure.
It looks

chemical... But,

it seems to be done in the pre-collapsed
form of Western notation, so

it was -- probably him.

What is he?

I know what he's not.

He's not someone who has a single molecule
of vampire antigen in his blood

that's what he's not.

He's not someone
who's any good to us.

We can't reverse-engineer
a cure out of his blood.

What?

And if that's not bad enough,
the kid's hot, Violet --

practically radioactive.
He's got a tracking device in him

that's accurate to about 100 meters.

We're shielded in here.

I don't understand

why would Nerva want me
to get him so badly?

And why were the humans
guarding him so closely?

I don't know.

But whatever they did put in the kid, Violet --
It's killing him.

Some kind of aggressive
antagonistic protein. Very

predictible decay.
It's got a shelf-life of about 8 hours.

The kid's toast, V.

Why are you doing this?
He's just a child.

It's a human child, Garth.

And besides

what you're doing here is too valuable
to jeapordize.

Goodbye Garth.

You've got a tracking device in you.

We've got to get moving
before it locks on. Come on.

Daxis! My phone number
changes every 60 seconds.

Disposable phone printing
thank you

Garth it's me. I think they've been tracking
my phone, better get moving.

-- Okay.

Violet?

Maybe it's me.

Come on!

Violet, wait!

What are we doing?

I would be neglecting my duties

If I didn't get a growing-boy fat --
wouldn't I?

Credit card. Allright, so
you take this over there

And see if you can't
find us something to eat.

Go on.

Six.

You should, uh,
really

put your mask up.

Goodbye, Violet.

It's urgent
response team moving out

Squad One: we got a visual

What am I doing?

It's not him.
secure lock down

Initiate area quarantine procedures

Six!

Wait.

Six !!

Sorry, V.

Violet Sang-Jacques Sheriff.

What are you thinkin'?

Not bletchin' war.

We're as fast as you.

We are as strong as you.

Yeah

But

Are you one tenth
as pissed off as I am?

Careful, V.

Gunfire will attract the
human security teams.

You might win the battle, but
you'd lose the war, V.

V, wait.

Don't you realize what
this child has in him?

I don't care what this child
has in him.

It's not a vampiral antigen.

But a human antigen.

Lethal enough to kill
every human on the planet.

Why would humans create
a human antigen?

What do I -- or even you
care why?

Daxis has offered us
a most tempting proposal.

One that would finally
even the odds for us.

So just walk away V.

Walk away.

Are you insane?

You won't drop him.
You need him more than I do.

Enter.

What did they . . .
put in me, Violet?

Don't you see?

That mechanism... Daxis --
your father put inside you,

it's a . . . antagonistic protein,
it's very precise, and

It's going to shut you down, Six.

It's going to kill you Six,

if I don't find some way
if I don't find some

I just need some time,
just need

Hello Violet.

3-D me.

This is a surprise.

I want you to take out
whatever you put in the kid.

Oh, I wish that was possible, but there is
no cure for the antigen.

I don't believe you.

Just bring him to me.

The antigen dies with the boy, and neither
of them are any good to anybody.

You said you were his father,
for godsake.

No, Violet.

I don't have a father.

No?
More precisely

he's my clone.
Number six in a series of eight.

What...? What the hell difference does it make?
He's a child, you monster.

Monster?

And, what you? And, more importantly,
what does that make him to you?

Some sort of bizarre maternal surrogate?

A vampire and a dying human child

what a pathetic picture.

I'll make you another Violet.
One that's not broken

You won't even be able to tell the difference.
I promise.

And I may even be able to help you with
that problem you have in your own blood.

Trace.

Why track the call,
I'll tell you where I am,

I want you to bring me the boy.

I'll bring you a lot more than that,
you prick.

I have 700 soldiers here with me.

What do you really think you can do
against that many men?

I can kill them.

Arch-ministry.
Let's go meet your maker.

Auto guide on

You can't make it in.

Thanks for the vote of confidence.

Haven't you been paying attention?

Killing is what I do.

It's what I'm good at.

Hey . . .
I'm a Titan.

A monolith.

Nothing can stop me.

I can see it.

What the hell choice
do I have?

A very clear one.

To watch me die.

Or make me

watch you do the same.

Are you mental?

The antidote.

I told you,
there is no cure.

You wouldn't create a human-lethal antigen
without an antidote you could

administer to yourself!

And your man-ciples.

Very nice, Violet.

Well, yes. There is an antidote.
And yes,

when I get the boy, isolate the antigen
and release it into the atmosphere

anyone who wants to live will cue up
daily at this door to get it.

I thought we were the ones you hated.

I thought we were the ones you
were trying to wipe out!

That's problem. You were.
Past tense.

But now that you, and those like you
are all but extinct

what's someone like me, someone
with a job to do

going to use -- to keep order in a society
that left to itself

would sprint toward chaos like
an olympic event.

We did our job too well.

Now -- must we make amends.

You disgust me.

It's a relative term, Violet.

Give me what I want.

Come and get it.

You won't have him.

Projection disruption

There's just too many, V.

Just too many.

Six

Violet -
I'm here. I'm here.

What's that sound, V?

V, what's that sound?

That's just the wind.

Just the wind.

Too late, he's gone.

Quarantine the corpse, get it
to the Arch-ministry.

Maybe we can salvage
something out of it.

And her, sir?

Have an incendiary team
sanitize the area immediately.

All personnel, prepare to leave the area
Get the body on ice. Prepare it for disassembly.

We go in for salvage at daybreak.
Yes, doctor.

All personnel, clear the area immediately

Violet.

Violet.

Violet.

Violet.

Ga... Garth...

You very thoughtfully subbed in
for the incendiary team.

Your heart stopped three times,
but after four hours of surgery

and a lot of prayer

We managed to save your life.

You what?

Careful.

I was there, Garth. I was there.

You brought me back.

And for what?

So I can do it all over again?

Why?

Isn't it -- isn't it obvious?

Why won't you ever let
anyone in?

Because

these moments

as beautiful as they are

they're evil, when they're gone.

Violet. It's me, Garth.

Listen: turn on the TV.

You're all over the place,
every channel.

Listen to me --
Just minutes ago apparently . . .

I know you're in a bad place

But what the boy wrote down
on that piece of paper

it has something to do with the HGV virus,
I know it.

I can feel it.

Violet, if you can just give me
a little more time.

V?

Are you listening?

Where are you?
--- 10th artery, Westbound.

Stay on course, I'll converge in 15.

Arch-ministry, on approach

Violet, we can't get in there. It's impossible.
Why do you think we went through

so much trouble to have you intercept
the case before it got back to Arch-ministry?

I'm aware of that.

What's the point? Retribution?
The boy is dead!

He's not dead.

What do you mean?

I mean Six is alive.

Violet! How can he be alive?
Wait! Look!

What the boy wrote down on the paper. It's the
chemical foundation of what I am certain

is a cure for hemoglophagia.

Daxis' researchers probably developed it
years ago in the same lab

that he was bred in.
Just give me a little time. I can cure you.

I know it.

The antigen can't survive
without a living host.

However we may be able to salvage
some viable basic protein analogues

that will save us time, in re-culturing
the antigen in another clone.

Searching for ... concealed weapons

Number of weapons found

Many!

I'm here to see,
the Vice-Cardinal.

Yellow Alert! Yellow alert!

Yellow Alert! Yellow alert!

It's her!

She's dead!

Oh my god.

Single female intruder identified in
security portal one

Please remain calm

pacification and neutralization
is underway

The boy's dead.
This is pure suicide.

Yellow alert upgraded

Orange alert

One woman against 14 men.
It's ridiculous!

Have the gas guard waiting for her
in the mortal sciences library,

I'm going to level her!

Red alert!
Red alert!

Red alert!
Red alert!

You are all
gonna die.

Is that all you've got?

Violet -- the boy is dead.

You obviously don't have a clear grasp
of what "dead" really is.

Allow me to demonstrate.

For godsakes . . .
Violet --

I'm unarmed!

Not yet you're not.

No!

You got hemo blood on me.

It is on!

Yeah it is.

Yes, no doubt in a fair fight,
you would beat me.

But that's not how I got
where I am today.

Can you see me, Violet?

No?

Too bad you can hurt with only
mild light sensitivity.

Unlike me.

What?

That's right, Violet.

How do you think a lowly
lab technician

Made that meteoric rise
through the ranks?

What accident of providence do you think
gave him those additional qualities?

Yes Violet.

I'm like you.

My god!

With the minor exception that
I'm going to walk out of here alive.

Violet.

Violet!

Do you believe in god, Violet?

Do you hope he's merciful?

Do you think he'll welcome you,
into his arms, like the so very many

you've sent his way?

Hey, Daxis.

You know, after this

I think you will.

Six.

Six, wake up.

Violet.

But -- I thought I was . . . dead.

No.

You've just been reborn.

Violet.

Violet.

Violet!

It's okay.

No, it's not.

Violet listen to me.

There's a cure.

Oh. No.

We found it?

Come on.

Yes, I was born into a world
you might not understand.

But a world, as it turns out

where hope still lives.

And my body -- will Garth be able
to fix it?

The way another had cured my soul?

Maybe.

Maybe not.

But this I do know: all those still
out there who spread oppression

and "justice" and hatred:

They better hope not.