Dragonheart: A Hatchling's Tale fan script 7

DH: A Hatchling's Tale

(fan script)

(seventh half)

7. The Queen of the Picti

EXT--The woods

Grindan: (heard the screams and roars and started rushing)

Cuthbald: (jumps in front of Grindan)HA HA!

Grindan: (yells)

Cuthbald: I found you at last you scutty bastard! I knew all along you didn't slay that dragon nor the nun!

Sigebert: Heh! These weren't "dragon guts" in these jars you gave us!

Egric: Face it Grindan! You've tricked us for the last time!

Cuthbald: (pointing his broadsword at Grindan) We're gonna give you a fate worse than a quick death!

Bargot: (appears to grab Grindan)

Cuthbald: Take him to Brynn!

Egric: Farewell you miserable (bleep)

Grindan: NO CUTHBALD! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH THEM? (Bargot covers his head with a bag)

Saethrid: (struggles with her tied wrists)NOT THIS AGAIN!

Baby Draco: (coughing while tied up by the Picts) What will they do with us??

Grindan: (muffled in the bag)

Saethrid: Grindan? What happened??

Baby Draco: (weakly)I can't walk anymore!

Uarad: Quiet!

Saethrid: Have mercy please! He's just a baby!

Uarad: I SAID BE QUIET!

Cuthbald: Take them all to the main tent!

Drust: Alright move!


(Bargot, Drust, Gerren, Cuthbald, Sigebert and Egric started pushing Grindan and Saethrid inside where their leader was awaiting. The young postulant to be stares in fright at the Pict leader who was indeed a towering woman with braids on all of her blonde hair. Her pale and scarred skin was adorned dark circles around her piercing blue eyes. Blue tribal tattoos adorned her arms, chest and more noticeable bare parts. She then sat as her own dragon slouched forward to her side. Her dragon was the attacker who terrorized Saethrid and Draco in the carriage. It was still a growing male hatchling that is already reaching the height of a horse's foal, obviously older than Draco and his scales were a dark earthy emerald green with blueish hard scales on his chest. To add to his frightening appearance, his entire body was a weapon, with a bony spiny sail on his back that retracted in defense, mace tail that could be coiled, fire breath in progress and four red eyes.)

Drust: (pushing Grindan) KNEEL!

Grindan: I know that Drust!

Saethrid: What??

Grindan: So Brynn, Queen of the Picts. It seems we meet again!

Brynn: (rasps while stroking her dragon's horns) Your pathetic attempts to fool our men and escape seemed to have failed and brought you here!

Grindan: Believe me it wasn't a joy!

Brynn: Do not tell me you didn't enjoy what we had together!!

Saethrid: (frightened) So you knew each other all along!?

Brynn: Known each other!? Of course back then, I was just one of many priestesses ravaged by those in league with the Romans before they left this isle! He was just a poor half Briton looking to pay for his knighthood and ended up a criminal just how the knights consider my people and I! (Brynn's dragon snarls)So little "nun" of Anglia. I present you Razorthorn, whom I raised as my own!

Razorthorn: Can I eat her mother?

Brynn: No not yet. (to Saethrid)His own family deserted their kind's own clan and their Code because they never believed it so! And that arrogance led them to their cruel defeat!

Razorthorn: (notices the sick young Draco) I remember you!

Baby Draco: (pants desperately at Razorthorn's sight. He was afraid what he may do to him with his claws.)

Brynn: (whips Razorthorn)You will not touch him!! He's still young enough to be raised here and taught to obey only me!

Baby Draco: I'll never join you!

Brynn: He talks! What a precocious hatchling!

Saethrid: Please! Can't all of you see he's sick?

Razorthorn: Oh?

Brynn: (inspects Draco and reacts) He has seen death in his eyes! So this was one of the dragons present at the night King Aella was killed! Perhaps he could be useful!

Saethrid: For what? Your marauding army?

Brynn: (snaps threateningly ) Do not speak to me of marauding armies! These false bureaucrat preachers beneath their poetic Code spreading it while slaying my people! And from now on, I will send this message to the ones at the Wall to show them the rightful owners of this land!

Saethrid: (noticed human bones and leftover hands and hyperventilates) And what of this?

Razorthorn: (chuckles)

Brynn: My son's daily meals!

Saethrid: (whispers)You are indeed a sick minded witch!

Brynn: The little hatchling you brought will soon feed once I teach him to!

Saethrid: He would never obey you!

Brynn: But I do have ways to make him! Bargot lock this royal wretch up!

Bargot: (Takes Seathrid away)

Brynn: And the hatchling? Into my pit!

Pict: (Picks up Draco and takes him away)

Baby Draco: (tries screaming but only hoarse pleas and coughs came out.)

Grindan: No(lowers his head)

Brynn: As for you! You will be joining me tonight!

Cut to-- Nightfall

Cuthbald: (watching Saethrid from her prison)

Saethrid: I thought you only were Knights of the Wall but you sir are no knight but a murdering mercenary! God will punish you for this and to that mad witch! How could you possibly deal with these savages!?

Cuthbald: (enraged) How you annoy me!! (calmer)You should know Brynn isn't truly a Pict by birth!

Saethrid: She isn't?

Cuthbald: By marriage!

Saethrid: (listens)

Cuthbald: The story goes she was given to the Pict King Melcon as a bride by her own Celt family! They grew to love and devote to each other until Knights under the banner I sport had slain him in combat.

(Flashback in a battlefield)

Cuthbald: (voice over)She was carrying his child while battling alongside her husband!

Brynn: (goes berserker running and slashing down the squad of Knights who overpowered the fallen Melcon. She engages into a duel with his killer but is stabbed in the stomach with his broadsword. She slides away from the blade bleeding and moaning.)

Cuthbald: (voice over in the flashback) She retreated riding into the most dangerous dragon clan's lair for help before she gave her last breath.

Brynn: (lowers from her horse while clutching her deep wound and screams at the distance. Two feral looking dragons flew out to find her lying on the grass.)

Cuthbald: (narrating while the dragons are about to help her) She begged the dragons to save her life and the dying unborn child but they refused to share each of their hearts!So, they made a pact using the child's lifeforce to heal her thus resulting that she can no longer have children but they did give away their recently hatched son to her. To raise for vengeance against the Knights.

Brynn: (holds Baby Razorthorn while she sees his parents fly away.)

Saethrid: That was horrible!

Cuthbald: Well this is how anyone's driven far into madness!

Baby Draco: (whispers to himself hoarsely after overhearing what Cuthbald said) I have to get them out of here!(struggles the end of his tail to cut the ropes tying it. He succeeds and proceeds to cut his bonds.)

INT-Brynn's tent.

Brynn: (dressed in a flowing linen robe, serves two goblets for herself and Grindan.) Soon we will both conquer back the South if you are willing to accept my offer!

Brynn: (getting closer to Grindan) No decision yet? Perhaps this might change your mind!(gives him a wild and passionate kiss)

Grindan: (at the same time likes it but is repulsed as he struggled with her. He pushes the queen to the floor and grabs her. She slaps him hard and kisses him again.)

Cut to--

EXT- the bone prison

Saethrid: (surprised to see Draco in her prison)You managed to get out!

Baby Draco: Shhh (whispers) Now we must break these ropes!

Cut to--

INT--Brynn's tent

Brynn: (pinning Grindan to get on top of him while he almost rips out the bottom of her dress revealing her leg) Join me!(moans)

Cut to

EXT-outside the tents

Saethrid: (tiptoes quietly with Draco in the shadows as they find Grindan. There is still tension while Brynn's dragon Razorthorn rose up sniffing and inspecting with his four red eyes glowing. His low growls were heard and Saethrid hushed Draco as he was still coughing.)


Bargot: (to Razorthorn) What's wrong Razorthorn? Do you smell something?

Young Razorthorn: I still hunger for these new arrivals!(retracts his spiny sail)

Bargot: Well tell that to the queen.

Young Razorthorn: (growls)

Baby Draco: (tiptoeing until Cuthbald caught him)NO!

Cuthbald: (grabbing the hatchling by the neck) SO! You got out of your prison again haven't you little lizard breath!?? I wouldn't give a (bleep) about how Brynn wants you badly(takes out a knife)so I'll cut out your heart and gizzards!(Draco tried breathing fire on his face but only mucus soiled Cuthbald over.) YOU!(gets scratched in the face that he drops the sick hatchling.)You (bleep)little beast!!

Baby Draco: (runs away to find Saethrid who reached the main tent)



INT- Brynn's tent

Grindan: (pushes Brynn off him) Like hellfire I won't!

Brynn: (enraged, she  rises up to dress back into her cloak) Get your filthy hide off my tent! You rejected my offer now you will-- (sees Saethrid entering with Draco with shocked looks and yells for her men and Razorthorn.)

Grindan: (takes Saethrid and Draco to run out)Hurry!

(They rush out until Razorthorn surprises them with a threatening hiss. Saethrid screams while Draco raspily snarls.)

Grindan: (nervously)He doesn't breathe fire yet doesn't he!?

Young Razorthorn: (growling lowly until it escalates into screeches and uses his tail to shoot a spine at Grindan like a knife but misses.)

Grindan: (running with Saethrid and Draco) He's got knives on his tail!!!

Young Razorthorn: (emits a loud and raspy barking call repeatedly waking up more Picts)

Brynn: (shrieks furiously outside the tent.) I'LL CUT ANYONE WHO WON'T CATCH THEM!

Saethrid: She's a devil!(runs with Grindan.)

Grindan: Go!

(The three ran off the camp avoiding Razorthorn's spike throwing, hitting trees until they reached the marshes)

Saethrid: We'll be caught here!

Grindan: Keep hopping!

Saethrid: (holds Draco tightly as she skips with Grindan.)

(Their run across the marshland proved to be shaky for Draco holding on to the young postulant. While Picts were trying to catch them and fire their arrows. Suddenly the three started falling off an unexpected hole in the land and made the Picts stop firing.)

INT-Underground slide

(Grindan, Saethrid and Draco slid and tumbled down the hole that seemed endless to them. The hatchling tried slowing the fall by using his claws against the surface but continued falling to get Grindan who kept sliding. Draco leaped towards Saethrid to try flapping with her holding her dirty cloak. Ultimately they landed one by one on a soft grassy spot.)

Saethrid: Ow!! That really got me dizzy!(whoops)

Grindan: (whoops)

Baby Draco: We sure got away from them!(whoops)

Saethrid: That felt really fun even though we were chased by murderous cutthroats!

Grindan: (jokingly)I would go for another round without that sorceress! (sees incoming figures)Now what?

Saethrid: (whines)No more--

Baby Draco: (simultaneously with Saethrid but amazed than her)More dragons!

(Two larger dragons approached the three. One had almost the same features as Draco but had darker scales on top and red scales on his chest. The other was larger, with icy blueish white scales and had a different set of horns that the last two were pointed down like tusks. He looked down at the three with his glowing blue eyes. They gently turned around to guide them the way.)

Grindan: You want us to follow you?

Dallin: (enters meeting the other two dragons and bowing to them in respect then finds familiar faces.) Ye ended down here at last! Last time I left, ye were nowhere to be found and thought ye dead!!

Grindan: So Pirate King! Is this really your home?

Dallin: Aye! The two dragons ye just met are part of my family! And the Council!

Saethrid: Dragons have a council?

Dallin: Sure lassy!

Baby Draco: (coughs more)

Dallin: Ohh the wee thing is still sick! (the  icy white dragon turned again to aid the hatchling held by a fearful Saethrid and growled gently.)Master Eusebius.

Eusebius: (stops growling and his raspy, nasal voice with a Scottish Accent whispered to the hatchling.) His fever is worsening. I should take him to my cave now. (soothes Draco)There now!(to Saethrid) You can give him to me.

Saethrid: (finally trusting the white dragon)Of course.

(Grindan follows them all outside the tunnel into their sanctuary.)