Weekly 4

Konnor Drewen

2/17/011

Script

Narrator: Our story begins in the city of Athens with a young soldier named Demetricles. Demetricles, who had just joined the army at the age of 18, was a common happy-go-lucky young man but that kind of person does not work well in the Athenian military. We now go to Demetricles who is in the middle of training with his other brethren in the Athenian army.

(Demetricles and his older brother, Bane, are fight training in a dirt circle as their commander, Commander Draco watches)

Commander Draco: Come on Demetricles, actually try! You can’t let your brother beat you every time!

(Demetricles tries yelling back but he is to out of breathe)

Bane: He can’t help but lose. He is still a little kid. (Bane shakes Demetricles’ head)

Demetricles: I am not a little kid and you are only two years older than me. (Demetricles tries to start to stand but Commander Draco pushes him back into the dirt)

Commander Draco: You are not allowed to stand back up until you eat a hand full of dirt.

(Demetricles takes a hand full of dirt and puts it in his mouth and swallows, the Commander then kicks him in the stomach and Demetricles spits it all up)

Bane: Commander, take easy on him he can’t take that much.

Commander Draco: Hold your tongue, or ill have it removed. (The commander kicks Demetricles again as he starts to stand. Bane then runs toward the commander and tackles him takes a stone and strikes him on the head and knocks him out. He then walks over to Demetricles to help him up.)

Demetricles: Thanks……Bane.

Bane: Don’t mention it.

Demetricles: You know that you will be punished for that.

Bane: Don’t remind me.

Narrator: Bane was taken away later that day after the commander awoke and was put in prison. His trial was quick and painless, unlike the punishment. He suffered a torture known as the Iron Crucifixion. While he was in prison, Athens, his home, was surrounded by the Spartans and now released, they are in the middle of a city that is trapped within its own walls.

Demetricles: Brother, I am glad you’re out but I wish you had a better sight to see and I wish I had better news.

Bane: What’s going on?

Demetricles: Mom passed away, from the plague.

Bane: Damn, we wouldn’t have to deal with things like this if we were not trapped. We might have been able to save her.

Demetricles: There’s nothing we can do.

Bane: I know we have to let them sign the treaty.

Demetricles: Yeah.

Bane: Alright, but we won’t forget this we will get revenge against them.

Narrator: It is now several years later; Demetricles and Bane are on the Athenian fleet and heading to Sicily. The plan was to take Syracuse and then the Spartans. They did not even guess what the outcome would be.

Bane: We are almost there brother; I can already taste the blood of the soldiers of Syracuse.

Demetricles: Do you think that it will be easy…, defeating Syracuse.

Bane: I am sure of it.

Narrator: But the brothers did not realize the trial that lay before them and what they will find in Sicily. Immediately after landing the army started to create a plan. They had other cities join their cause but it was no help in the end. The acting leader Nicias made a plan to attack the soldiers of Syracuse in waves but it left them scarcely damaged. It is now winter and the Athenians have taken refuge from Jack Frost’s icy touch.

 Demetricles: Bane, I don’t know how much more I can take. It is so cold and we have made no headway with defeating the Syracuse army.

Bane: In time, we just have to be patient.

Demetricles: I know but… (He stops mid-sentence because a soldier runs in yelling)

Soldier: The Syracuse soldiers are attacking and they have help from the Spartans.

Bane: We can handle this. We don’t need to run from them. (Bane draws his sword) We won’t back down.

(Demetricles stands up nervously)

Bane: Don’t worry I’ll be fine and so will you.

Narrator: The two brothers, in the midst of a great battle were braver then that was expected of them. They stood, at the front of their stronghold and fought, fought for the lives of the brothers and their families and themselves.

(Sounds of a large battle)

Bane: Just a little longer they can’t fight forever.

Demetricles: I can’t last much longer.

Bane: You’re doing fine just hold them ba… Demetricles behind you. (Large Spartan standing behind Demetricles swings his sword.)

Narrator: Bane thought it was over for his brother but he under estimated his speed. Demetricles ducked and swung his sword as quick as he could a felled the Spartan.

Bane: I knew you could do it I knew you could… (Sentence cut short)

Narrator: Those were the last words the Demetricles heard his brother say. Demetricles turned and saw his brother staring at him. He had this blank stare on his face. Then Demetricles saw it. There was a sword through his brother’s chest with a Spartan standing behind him. Demetricles, in a fit of rage, ran at the Spartan and plunged his sword into his chest. Demetricles looked at his brother. There was nothing he could do. He was already gone.

Voice: And then what happened. (Barber continues to cut the man’s hair)

Narrator: Then Demetricles got on the boat to retreat. He came back to Athens and he lived his life and one day he decided he needed a haircut. (Man stands up and starts to walk out)

Barber: Wait, Sir.

(The man turns around)

Barber: …… I’m sorry.

(The man looks at the barber)

Narrator: I am too.

(The man walks out of the barber’s store)

F. I. N.