A/n- THIS IS A SCREENPLAY! My first, actually, I think I'll continue it one day.

Summary: Let's just say the two mistrust the third, two of three fall in love, and one of them dies as they try and stop the war that has been raging for long before they were born.

Thousand Year's War

pan over coastline, jagged, forest infringing upon it

black

-voice over- A betrayal no one wished to remember…

!scream!

-voice over- Became a war none could forget…

“Do you remember home?” young man 2 whispers to young man 1

pan in to a view of three in a line of troops, young men mostly, marching through thick kind of tropical forest. of the three zoomed in, two are young men and the third is an old man they are dressed in thick leather and fur, as if they come from somewhere very cold

old man “No ones old enough to remember… nods his chin The only one who remembers.. is him…”

young man 1 looks up- pan to his POV at a stooped figure on a horse; general or officer

old man speaking, but view of young man 1, zoom slow onto eyes “He was alive three hundred years ago…”

!deeo horn sounds from distance!

random officer “They’re here!”

young man 2 !turns to young man 1! “Be careful.”

young man 1 “I know.”

!random shots of battle!

while the one side is all men and dressed in thick clothing, the other is a mix of female and male fighters, clad in skirt like material, thin and very whispy looking; they are native to this area, which is right next to the coast

woman !battle!

young man1 !watches the enemy-woman, entranced! !an enemy tries to cut him down but he quickly kills him and fights to the woman; grabs her arm! !looks at her strangely!

!young woman looks terrified!

voice from somewhere off camera “Juliet! Get away from her, you bastard!!”

young man 1 !turns, startled!

enemy, young male, who spoke off camera !charges at young man 1!

woman “Freid!” (this to the guy who charged)

young man 1 !on contact, spins and falls to the ground, possibly dead!

cuts to black

“Retreat!”

blurry vision of the battle field, blackness again

sound of the ocean

pan in, jagged rocks, many warriors crouching amongst the waves and rocks some tend to wounds, others not, most are silent

old looking woman towering over Juliet, possible leader or somone of higher rank “One of them touched you, didn’t they?”

Juliet “I-”

old woman, decorated with many furs and bones “Traitor!” !she smacks Juliet!

Freid !watches as Juliet is beat! close up of his face as the sounds of Juliet getting hurt are played off screen

pan to black and then back to color

pan into Juliet’s face !her cheek lays on the sand, wet, bruised! !wakes up!

Juliet “Ugh…Where …? she looks around, the rocks are empty They- how could they leave me?”

voice from the base of the rock face

voice “I didn’t leave you.” as he says the lines, shot of Freid sitting against one of the stones, right leg out, left bent and pulled into his chest, his left arm rests on his bent knee !chin resting on his chest, yet his head rises to look at Juliet as he speaks!

Juliet “Freid… voice soft, caring what are we going to do?”

Freid “Lets go home.” almost pleading

Juliet, voice almost laughing/disbelieving “Where?”

fade into Juliet and Freid on the deserted battle field, walking amongst the bodies and devastation

Juliet !stoops down! “The guy from before…” hovering over young man 1

pan in on Freid‘s face, he looks uneasy

Freid “…”

young man 1- !eyes snaps open! !startled! grabs Juliet’s ankle

Juliet !screams!

fin