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Written by
Kevin Smith
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EXT. SPACE
An Alien craft floats through the void, approaching a slow-moving
ASTEROID.
INT. ALIEN CRAFT
Two humanoid ALIENS dressed in uniforms pilot their craft nearer
to the asteroid.
ALIEN #1
Receiving a signal from an alien system,
but theres interference on the channels.
ALIEN #2
Once we get past this asteroid, it should
clear up.
Suddenly, THROUGH the windshield, we see tentacles shoot out of
the asteroid.
EXT. SPACE
The tentacles wrap themselves around the craft, and electrical
energy courses between the pair. The "Asteroid" reveals itself to
be the BRAINIAC SKULL SHIP - a tentacled craft that looks like it
sounds. A set of "jaws" protrude and puncture the hull of the
small craft. It glows white hot with power.
INT. SKULL SHIP - OPERATING THEATRE
We see a surgical table, its contents obscured by the shadows,
save for the back of a malformed head. Computer banks and monitors
are everywhere. A small ROBOT works beside the table - implanting
a cable into the back of the malformed head. It throws a switch.
Raw energy blows through the cable, causing the "patient" to
convulse and writhe, screaming.
CLOSEUP - METALLIC SHAFT
as it begins to reconfigure, taking the shape of an arm. We see
the same happen to other parts of his "body" -- hands, legs,
facial features.
EXT. SPACE
The craft the Skull Ship holds then goes dark, the energy being
sucked from it having run dry.
INT. SKULL SHIP - OPERATING THEATRE
The "patient" stops convulsing, as the cable attached to its head
ceases to glow.
BRAINIAC
That was all the energy the craft
yielded?
L-RON
The craft was a short-ranger, my Lord.
Im surprised that can had enough juice
to give you this much form. We pulled 1.9
trigs out of it. Theres nothing more to
get.
BRAINIAC
(rising)
An inaccurate assessment.
INT. SMALL CRAFT
The frightened Aliens try to re-start their craft.
ALIEN #1
(off computer)
Motion detectors are picking up something
breaching the hull!
The DOORS melt. BRAINIAC enters: humanoid in appearance, green-
skinned, black-eyed, red-lipped. Metallic, and bald. A series of
metal relays criss-cross his forehead -- three solid circles,
intersected by straight lines.
The aliens reach for LASER-GATLINGS and FIRE, but they cause no
damage. Brainiac instead grabs the weapons, jamming them into his
body -- consuming the lasers into his form, energizing. He drops
the guns, and his hands morph into tendrils, which plunge into the
chests of the terrified Aliens. He absorbs their life forces,
making them husks -- at which point they explode, covering the
cabin in goo. Brainiac inhales deeply, charged.
EXT. SPACE
The tentacles of the Skull Ship unravel from the wrecked craft.
The Skull Ship powers up and thrusts into the void.
INT. SKULL SHIP BRIDGE
Brainiac watches space part before him on the View Screen. L-Ron
joins him, holding a containment unit.
BRAINIAC
The cosmic irony, L-Ron -- I who have
destroyed a world am now forced to
subsist like a parasite. Once, infinite
power was my manifest. Now look at the
pride of Colu -- feeble attempts to
maintain even this meager anthropomorphic
form!
L-RON
At least you have what passes for legs.
Brainiac gives L-Ron a withering look.
BRAINIAC
What did your search of the craft yield?
L-Ron holds up the containment jar, inside which scurries a multi-
legged fist-sized creature.
BRAINIAC
(glances at it)
Thanagarian Snare Beast. Infancy stage.
Illegal in sixteen systems due to the
advanced nature of their growth patterns
outside of their own atmosphere.
(beat)
Add it to the menagerie.
Then, a BEACON sounds. On the main screen, scrambled letters and
numbers appear, forming the distorted image of Lex Luthor --
commanding, corporate, suave, bald... And ominous.
LEX (V.O)
Greetings. This message -- transmitted in
over one hundred languages -- comes to
you from Earth.
Brainiac regards the message curiously.
LEX (V.O.)
I am Lex Luthor, owner and C.E.O. of
LexCorp -- a vast and powerful
conglomerate that dominates trade on this
planet. To whatever life form that may
receive this, I extend an invitation to
our world. Non-hostile and eager to
establish contact with extraterrestrial
races, Earth welcomes a visit from
whomever receives this greeting. I myself
call upon you to make contact, so that we
may establish relations, open trade
routes...
Brainiac turns away, disinterested. Then, the "friendly" greeting
onscreen turns darker.
LEX (V.O.)
... and discuss any information you might
have regarding a visitor to this planet
of Kryptonian descent.
Brainiac snaps to attention, shocked recognition crossing his
face.
BRAINIAC
My days of scavenging are over, L-Ron.
Lock onto this transmission and follow it
to this Earth his speaks of.
L-RON
What for?
BRAINIAC
Jor-Els most accomplished creation,
L-Ron -- the Eradicator still exists!
Brainiacs eyes glow with intrigue. L-Ron shrugs and begins
entering coordinates. Lexs message continues onscreen.
LEX (V.O.)
From one superior intellect to another --
whome
