I, Frankenstein (2014)

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(ENCHANTING MUSIC PLAYING)

(PANTING)

MONSTER: I was cast into

being in the winter of 1795.

A living corpse without a soul,

- stitched, jolted...

- (SCREAMS)

bludgeoned back to

life by a madman.

Horrified by his creation,

he tried to destroy me.

But I survived and found

my way back to him.

(ELIZABETH SCREAMS)

Elizabeth!

MONSTER: A life for a life,

that's what I wanted.

I took that of his

beloved new bride.

(GASPS)

He pursued me to the far north.

(WHIMPERS)

I was immune to the cold.

He was not.

(GRUNTS)

(PANTING)

I buried him in his

family cemetery.

It was more than he deserved.

I thought it was the end,

but it was actually

just the beginning.

(SCRAPING)

(GASPS)

- (GRUNTS)

- (SNARLS)

We have been waiting for you.

You will come with us.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(GROANS)

(SNARLING)

(STRAINING)

(GROWLS)

(GROWLS)

(GRUNTS)

Stop! Naberius wanted

it brought back alive!

That was the last of them.

What do you suppose it was?

OPHIR: I don't know.

Never seen a human

k*ll a demon before,

and with such strength.

It's been a long time

since I've seen demons

this far north.

There must have been

something special about it,

something Naberius wanted.

"Victor Frankenstein."

The rumors are true.

- (GRUNTS)

- (GASPS)

H's alive.

- It's alive!

- (GASPS)

- (PANTING)

- (OPHIR SHUSHES)

Your Majesty!

No more than a wild

beast, Your Majesty.

Destroy it and be done with this.

So, you understand reason.

Where am I? How did I get here?

The creatures that attacked

you, what did they want?

- I don't know!

- We heard them speak of Naberius.

Seems he wants this thing alive.

If Naberius wants it alive,

all the more reason to destroy it.

No!

Gideon.

(GASPS)

"Him," not "it."

My name is Leonore, High

Queen of the Gargoyle Order.

This is Gideon,

my most trusted warrior.

You were attacked by four demons

under the command of a dark

prince called Naberius.

Fortunately, Ophir and

Keziah were on watch nearby.

They realized who you were

and brought you here,

to our home.

The Gargoyle Order was

commanded into being

by the great Archangel Michael.

It is our sacred duty to wage

w*r against the demon horde.

666 legions of

hell-spawned creatures

unleashed by Satan after

his fall from heaven.

Humans think of us

as mere decoration.

They do not know, nor could they

conceive of the brutal, unseen w*r

being fought around them every day.

A w*r that may one day

determine the very fate

of all mankind.

You have now been

drawn into this w*r.

(SCOFFS)

I care not for the world of man.

Yes, we've heard the

stories of you.

Shunned by your human

creator, lost and alone.

You would be welcome here.

Until we learn why

Naberius wants you,

I ask that you stay with us,

safe within these hallowed walls.

I go my own way.

Your Majesty, this thing m*rder*d

Victor Frankenstein's wife.

All in the heat of passion,

driven by emotions he was

never taught to control.

He may be more human

than he realizes.

I understand Frankenstein

never offered you a name.

I should like to call you

Adam.

I promise you this, Adam.

Each of us has a higher purpose.

Yours has simply yet

to reveal itself.

These are but some of the scapulars

of our fallen brothers and sisters.

We have always been

outnumbered in battle.

Now, after many

hard-fought victories,

our ranks have thinned.

OPHIR:

Demons, however, remain strong.

To help you survive against them,

the Queen has asked us to

provide you with weapons.

Demons can only be

descended by sacramentals,

blessed objects such as the

crucifix or holy water.

Any object can be made

sacramental by marking them

with the blessed symbol

of the Gargoyle Order.

Descended?

When a demon is k*lled

its spirit descends to hell,

where it remains trapped

for all eternity.

How do you descend a gargoyle?

We are sacramental beings of

light and good. We ascend.

And only at the hands of godless

creatures that have no souls.

(METALLIC CLUNKING)

You do not want those.

They are blunt and crude,

and far too heavy to wield.

Adam, you have strength

and speed and stamina

far beyond that of any human.

You would use those gifts.

Take sides in a w*r that

you are already a part of.

(SCOFFS)

I do not care how many

demons it descended.

You should've let me destroy it.

I am not blind to the risks.

The fact is, Adam is alive,

and all life is sacred.

- It is not human born.

- Neither are we, Gideon.

Here.

Lock this in the vault.

It must never fall

into Naberius' hands.

It is but a book, Your Majesty.

It is written proof that God is now

no longer the sole creator of man.

Adam.

If ever you should

change your mind,

you will always find refuge here.

(EXHALES)

ADAM: Trusting others is a

mistake you only make once.

And so I resolved to seek out

the farthest corners of the earth

where no human,

demon or gargoyle

would ever find me.

So many years passed,

I lost track of time,

yet I did not grow old

and die, as humans do.

Victor Frankenstein's final curse.

I thought Naberius'

demons had forgotten me.

But I was wrong.

(THUNDER BOOMING)

And I unleashed all

my rage upon them.

(THUNDER RUMBLES)

- (SNARLS)

- (GRUNTS)

I had hidden long enough.

Now I would hunt those

who were hunting me.

I returned to the place

I had left so long ago.

The human world had changed

in the time I had been gone.

(DANCE MUSIC PLAYING)

But some things had not changed.

If the demons could find

me in the wilderness,

it was only a matter of time

before they found me here.

Which is why I had

to find them first.

(CAR HORNS HONKING IN DISTANCE)

(SNARLS)

Naberius, where is he?

Police!

Put down your weapon!

- (GROWLS)

- (CRACKING)

(PANTING)

Good evening, Mr. Wessex.

Where does life begin

and where does it end?

Tonight's experiment represents the

culmination of three years of work...

Time is fleeting, Dr. Wade.

I'd ask that you not waste mine.

Commencing reanimation sequence.

CARL: (OVER INTERCOM)

Patch clamp amplifier set.

Pulse generators calibrated.

ICD wiring in right ventricle.

TERRA:

Energy output set to three joules.

For the record, subject's

heart is currently dormant.

Firing current in three, two, one.

Clear and shock.

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

CARL: Muscle spasms in the

upper torso and legs.

Looks good.

Detecting intracellular electrical

activity in both atria.

We are in the ventricles.

We have an atrial flutter.

Watch out for ectopics.

Irregular ectopic beats

have begun on schedule.

(ALARM BEEPING)

Ventricular fibrillation. Subject's

going into cardiac arrest.

TERRA: Up the current to 50 joules.

Current raised to 50.

The heart rate's spiking.

There's no defibrillation.

- Double it.

- Current set to 100.

Pulse is fading! Terra!

Double it again!

- No, I can't!

- I said double it!

That'll k*ll it!

It's already dead!

CARL: 200 joules.

Come on.

Live.

(CRACKLING)

(FLATLINING)

(SIGHS)

(MONITOR BEEPING)

There's a heartbeat.

Switch to life support.

Life support functioning.

Sinus rhythm established.

It's breathing.

Sir, we have a situation.

You're certain?

No, sir. But the way it attacked,

strong and fast, like a gargoyle.

It descended seven of us.

I managed to fight it off.

I think I wounded it.

I think it's wounded.

It descended seven demons,

yet you escaped?

Well, I thought you'd

want to hear this.

Yes, you presumed.

You presumed to know what I want.

Well, considering how long

you've been hunting the creature...

And you thought I'd want you

to tell me about the creature

rather than capture it yourself.

That's the choice you made.

Yeah.

It's interesting.

(GRUNTS)

(IN DEMONIC VOICE) Do not ever

presume to know what I want.

Is that understood?

Forgive me,

Prince Naberius.

(CLOCK BELL CHIMING)

(ADAM GRUNTING)

(PANTING)

Ophir, if you think...

(GROANS)

No. (STRAINING)

No!

When do you begin the final stage?

Uh, Mr. Wessex, our bodies

are the most complex

living organisms in the universe.

Animating a simple

rat is one thing,

but a human is still

far out of reach.

Is it? What do you

know of a scientist

by the name of Victor Frankenstein?

Frankenstein is a myth.

A horror story made

up to scare children.

All scientists are

skeptics, Dr. Wade.

However, I would've suspected

that a scientist in

your particular field

would have to wonder

if such stories

just might have some basis in fact.

Well, electricity couldn't

be harnessed in the 1790s

let alone channeled into a...

A human subject.

TERRA: And where did he go?

Why did he disappear?

If he really animated

a human corpse,

why not share his technology

with the rest of the world

to save lives, cure paralysis?

Perhaps he wasn't as magnanimous

as you are, Doctor.

Every scientist keeps a record.

Even when their experiments

end in failure.

Look, there ought to be at least

a record of his work somewhere.

Drawings or a set

of notes. Something.

Just because something

is yet to be found,

does not mean it doesn't exist.

But if Frankenstein was real,

if he really did animate a human,

would it help you to study it?

Well, yes, absolutely.

But, Mr. Wessex,

it would have to be over

200 years old by now.

There would be nothing left

but a few brittle bones.

It's the first and only one

of its kind, Dr. Wade.

Who's to say how long such

a subject might live?

(SIGHS)

Ours is a w*r that must

be fought in the shadows.

It is not an open b*ttlefield

for you to do as you please.

I'm descending demons, aren't I?

Do not pretend that you are

doing this for us or mankind!

You care only about yourself, Adam.

Do you know a human was

k*lled in that alley tonight?

I didn't k*ll him.

Your actions led

directly to his death.

I'll be more careful next time.

There will not be a next time.

You will remain here until the

Queen decides what to do with you.

You cannot keep me here, Leonore.

I can hardly risk unleashing you

on the streets of this city.

My life is my own. You

will not take it from me.

Your life was not granted

to you by the grace of God!

It was fabricated in a laboratory!

And until you learn to use it

wisely, I will do what I must!

Then you are no

better than Naberius!

When I met you,

my first thought was

to have you destroyed.

But then I looked into your eyes,

and do you know what I saw there?

Not a soul, but the

potential for one.

Now, all I see is darkness.

I know of no other way.

I am not human,

nor a gargoyle,

nor a demon.

I am like none other.

Ophir.

(DOOR CLOSES)

How do you plan to remove the

creature from the cathedral?

The gargoyles will protect

it like one of their own.

Yes, I shall be counting on that.

Our casualties will be

high, but necessary.

Zuriel, none of my legions

ever had so worthy a

commander as you.

Would they have sacrificed

themselves so bravely,

so willingly for anyone less?

You know what this

could mean for them.

Do not forget.

Now, bring me

Frankenstein's monster!

(SNARLS)

(GROWLS)

Demons are gathering

outside the cathedral.

- How many?

- KEZIAH: Fifty or so.

(GASPS)

(ALL SNARLING)

(ALL ROARING)

(ALL SNARLING)

LEONORE: By the power of

God, descend into hell,

Satan and all evil spirits.

Secure the creature!

- Now!

- Ophir.

(ROARING)

(GARGOYLE GROANS IN PAIN)

(DEMONS SNARLING)

Give no quarter.

Take as many of them

with you as you can.

You're our last line of defense.

This is your sacred duty.

(YELLING)

(YELLING)

- (GRUNTS)

- (SNARLS)

This way.

(THUDDING)

Ophir, give me a weapon!

Let me fight for my life!

(THUDDING CONTINUES)

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

(ADAM YELLING)

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTS)

(YELLS)

(WHIMPERS)

(ROARING)

- (GROANS)

- No!

(GASPING)

(CHIMING)

(ROARING)

(GROWLS)

(YELLS)

(ROARS)

Keziah. I'll do what I can.

No! I wish to be with Ophir.

It was forbidden by the Order.

It will not be so anymore.

Quickly, go help the others.

(GRUNTS)

- Where's Naberius?

- They're expecting you.

What do you mean, expecting me?

We knew the gargoyles would

do everything they could

to keep you out of Naberius' hands.

But in the heat of battle,

they left unprotected

their greatest treasure.

All we had to do was lure

Gideon and the others away.

This one has a message for you.

From Zuriel.

(GRUNTS)

Tell me where Zuriel took her.

What do you care?

Hmm?

You going to rescue her?

(GROANING)

She locked you up!

She despises you.

You are nothing to her,

but another grand human mistake!

(LAUGHS)

(SCREAMS)

(SCREAMS)

ADAM: Where is she?

Walton Theater!

Gideon is to bring you there

in exchange for Leonore.

(YELLS)

- (SIZZLING)

- (SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING ECHOING)

Descend in pain, demon.

(SNARLS)

(GROWLS)

The light embraces

and protects thee.

BARACHEL: Sir.

What are your orders?

- I beg you to reconsider.

- There's no time.

Items in the vault are sacred.

You cannot remove or

replace anything.

Then I shall accept

full responsibility.

You have not the authority

to do this. None of us do.

And the Queen has

expressly forbidden it.

Authority is not the problem.

It is dangerous.

You must know this.

Of course, I know!

But Leonore is the spiritual

leader of the entire Order.

Our only direct link

to the archangels.

And without her, we're but a

dying flock of vigilantes

with no hope of ever

being reinforced.

Is that what you want?

May God forgive me.

ZURIEL: Stay where you are, Gideon!

Your Majesty.

- You should not have come.

- Weapons!

I am unarmed. As you instructed.

Where is Frankenstein's creature?

GIDEON: I no longer know.

When I returned to the cathedral,

it had already escaped.

Wait!

I've brought something else.

Gideon, no!

This is the private scientific

journal of Victor Frankenstein.

We found it on Frankenstein's body

the night we rescued the

creature 200 years ago.

It contains, in detail,

how Victor Frankenstein conceived,

and then constructed his

unholy abomination.

And I pray that it might

save my Queen now.

Gideon, I command you, take

the journal from this place,

and let me ascend.

(SIGHS)

(YELLS)

(DEMONS SNARLING)

(PANTING)

(BEEPING)

(GRUNTS)

(BEEPING)

MOLOKAI:

This one came in just this morning.

Morgue sold him to us.

The liver was ruined,

but the other organs

are healthy enough.

Store it with the rest.

What is that?

It looks like Victor

Frankenstein's handwritten account

of how he brought his

creature to life.

This is better for us.

This is everything we need

to bring back our fallen.

We'll let the humans decide that.

You asked for

Frankenstein's creature.

I bring you something

far more edifying.

"Frankenstein."

You said there must be a

record of his work somewhere.

- Uh... Where did you get this?

- Is this real?

You tell me.

We lost 16.

Good warriors, all of them.

I should never have held him here.

This was the creature's

doing, not yours.

If it had not come back...

Was I wrong to keep

the journal from him?

Everything you do is for

the good of humanity.

There is no wrong in that.

However, now that the creature

knows of the journal's existence...

Why must you call him that?

Now that "he" knows, what

are you prepared to do?

Find Adam!

Call every gargoyle you can spare.

Post them on every rooftop.

And when we find him?

Do we bring him back here again?

Sacrifice even more

of us to protect him?

Or do we finally put an end to all of

this, and deny Naberius his prize,

as we should have done long ago?

God may not have put Adam on this

earth, but he did allow him to live

for over 200 years

against incredible odds.

It is not for you or I

to deny God's purpose.

Well, sooner or later,

Your Majesty,

you will have no choice.

(CHUCKLES) Eels.

What was that?

Electric eels, that's where

he got his power from.

You know, it's actually a fish...

Six electric eels

generating 500 volts each.

That's 3,000 volts.

That's enough to k*ll an elephant.

How long did he hold

the current for?

Three bursts of five seconds each.

That's 15,000 joules.

Makes you wonder how

long that thing lasted.

Think of it, all that energy

coursing through its veins

powering its heart,

lungs, nervous system.

Well, if it survived that at birth,

what would it take to k*ll it?

Look at its eyes.

The way they hold you.

It suggests a certain

level of intelligence.

Maybe Victor Frankenstein

just drew it that way.

I want to re-examine our

cellular reproduction formula.

I think we've missed something.

(GASPS)

(ALARM BLARING)

(GASPS)

(DOOR OPENS)

WESSEX: Leave him be!

My apologies for the zealous

nature of our security.

Perhaps if you'd simply

knocked on the front door,

this unfortunate awkwardness

might have been avoided.

Who are you?

Charles Wessex.

And you must be Frankenstein.

My name is Adam.

WESSEX: We are all the sons

of our fathers, are we not?

Denying who we are only

means that we are lost.

I am a journeyman,

a partisan of progress.

Like your father, I too seek

to unravel the mortal

coils of life.

This is Dr. Wade.

She's one of the world's most

respected electrophysiologists.

Hello.

I have been trying to replicate

Victor Frankenstein's

stunning triumph

for quite some time.

(STAMMERS) What I've read of the journal

has already been extremely helpful.

Be reasonable, Adam.

You are a living miracle.

You contain the

answers so many seek.

I seek my own answers.

Of course you do.

Stay with us.

Help us understand

your father's work,

and, together, we can unlock

those answers and more.

WESSEX: Yes...

Victor Frankenstein gave you life,

but he could not restore your soul.

Could he?

(SNARLS)

(TRAIN HORN BLARING)

(PEOPLE CHATTING INAUDIBLY)

There's no sign of the creature.

He could be anywhere by now.

He will find a safe place

where he can study the journal,

then it will come back here.

Come back?

I've been pursuing the creature

for the better part of 200 years.

- It will come back.

- For what?

Mr. Wessex.

Answers.

How can I help you, Doctor?

Well, you can start by please

explaining to me what is going on.

We had a break-in.

It's a simple security matter.

With all due respect, sir,

but Frankenstein's

creature is alive.

- Why don't you go home and get some rest?

- Look, just who are you?

This gentleman works for me.

A sort of extra layer of

security, if you will.

Well, your extra layer of security

just blew any hopes

I might have had

of analyzing that creature.

Didn't you hear what it said?

It wants answers!

And I am the one who might've

been able to provide them!

The only one!

You may be right.

You look tired, Doctor.

It's late.

You really ought to get some rest.

Rest? Mr. Wessex...

We've lost both the creature

and the journal, Doctor.

- What more can you do tonight?

- But, Mr...

I will notify you should

we recover the one

- or the other.

- (HUFFS ANGRILY)

Go home, Doctor!

ADAM: "I am not recording

the visions of a madman."

VICTOR: My methods and reasons

are scientifically sound.

Succeeded discovering the cause...

and generation of life.

A graveyard has furnished the

few raw materials I required.

Tonight, I gather my instruments...

shatter the ideal bounds

of life and death!

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Thank you.

How certain are you

it will come for her?

It needs someone to make

sense of the journal.

Only she can do that.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GASPS)

(WHIMPERS)

I'm not going to hurt you.

Come with me.

(PANTING)

Why are you following me?

How close are you to

re-animating a human corpse?

- (STUTTERS) I can't tell you that.

- Would this help?

Oh, I haven't had the

chance to finish it yet.

What if you examined me?

Back at the Institute?

Not there. Somewhere away from it.

But all my equipment's there.

My notes, my research!

You don't know who it

is you're working for.

Mr. Wessex?

He's not who you think he is.

There's a w*r... A w*r

humans don't know about.

It's been going on for centuries.

It could mean the

end of all mankind.

(STAMMERS) Between who?

Gargoyles and demons.

I think your boss is a demon

prince called Naberius.

A demon prince?

Been hunting me for over 200 years.

Now, I think I know why.

We have to get off the streets.

(BANGING)

Come on.

Naberius is storing human corpses

underneath the Wessex Institute.

TERRA: Corpses?

No, we're still years

away from human trials.

ADAM: I've seen the bodies.

There's enough to animate an

entire army of monsters like me.

What did you say that

your name was? Adam?

That's the name the

Gargoyle Queen gave to me.

Look, I understand you

probably suffered

severe brain damage during the

reanimation process given the level...

This is real! All of it!

I'm sorry. I...

I just don't believe in

gargoyles and demons.

ZURIEL: Frankenstein!

Oh, sh*t.

- Run.

- (GASPING)

(SNARLS)

(GROANS)

This ends tonight.

(GROWLING)

(YELLING)

(METAL CLANGING)

(METAL CLANGING CONTINUES)

(PANTING)

- (ROARS)

- (GRUNTS)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(GROANS)

(YELLS)

(GRUNTS)

(SNARLS)

(ROARS)

(GROANS) I've seen the bodies.

You'll never be able

to control them.

Control has never been the problem.

There are millions of demon

spirits trapped in hell

waiting for the chance to

possess a human body

and return to our world.

(SNARLING)

What's this got to do with me?

What's in hell that's

got to do with me?

You have no soul,

and a demon spirit can only

possess a body that has no soul.

No. No.

(GROWLS)

You know what the best thing

about having the journal is?

(GASPS)

I no longer need to

bring you in alive.

I need it alive!

- (GASPING)

- I need to study it!

Bring it back to the lab and...

You can read the journal

and study its corpse.

Its corpse won't show me

how its organs function,

how they respond to tests.

Let me bring it back to the

lab where I can open it up,

but keep it alive while I run

my tests for Mr. Wessex.

You can destroy it when I'm done.

(GROWLS)

(PANTING)

(SNARLS)

(ROARS)

(SCREECHING)

The journal!

Ah!

(BOTH PANTING)

(EXHALES)

(BOTH PANTING)

- TERRA: It's okay. Come on.

- (ADAM GROANS)

I'm going to take your

coat off now. Ready?

Look in the cabinet.

Okay.

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

(GASPS)

Sit down.

Sit down, please.

It's okay.

Please, it's all right,

you can sit down.

(GROANING)

We can't stay here long.

Okay, hold still, please.

Demons will be looking

for us everywhere.

We have to get to Leonore,

the Gargoyle Queen.

She's the only one

who can help us now.

You saw that thing.

You saw what it was.

I don't know what I saw.

They'll come for you.

- They need you to help them.

- Help them do what?

Animate an army of corpses

to take over the world?

- Corpses possessed by demons.

- It can't happen. It won't.

First thing they'll do is

wipe out the Gargoyle Order.

There's so few gargoyles left,

they won't stand a chance.

Then Naberius will

launch a w*r on humans.

k*ll most, enslave the rest.

Your world will end.

(GASPS)

And what will you do?

It has nothing to do with me.

Of course, it does.

You're as much a part of

this world as anybody.

No, I'm different.

You're not that different.

I'm a dozen used parts from

eight different corpses.

I'm a monster.

You're only a monster

if you behave like one.

I've never had to thank a

human for anything before.

Well, we have our uses, I suppose.

(GROANS)

(SIGHS)

Look, Adam...

The journal is not here, sir.

(CLANGING ECHOING)

(GRUNTS)

(JOINTS POPPING)

How are you feeling?

I've been through worse.

(FAUCET RUNNING)

What happened to

Victor Frankenstein?

They say he vanished after his...

Wife died.

I k*lled his wife.

He hunted me.

I would've k*lled him, too.

But he froze to death.

I hated him.

Have you k*lled anyone since?

Only demons.

I finished reading it.

Seems he refined the process

significantly after you.

I mean, his science is still

incredibly, wildly out of the box,

but, um, I think I

can reproduce it.

Perhaps even improve on it.

Frankenstein promised to make

you a companion, didn't he?

A promise he broke.

Is that why you came to me?

You want me to fulfill Victor

Frankenstein's promise?

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

- Carl!

- I got your message.

Thought you'd be asleep by now.

Carl, listen to me. I want you

to leave Wessex right now.

Leave?

And I want you to meet

me at the train station.

I've still got all the

data crunching to do.

Carl, please.

Please just trust me.

It's about the journal.

All right, I'll be there in 20.

Okay. Bye.

You shouldn't have done that.

Well, he knows as much about the

re-animation process as I do.

If what you say is true,

then he's in danger as well.

We don't need him.

This isn't about what

you need right now.

I'll go with you, look after you.

You go talk to the Gargoyle Queen.

I'll meet you back here in an hour.

Terra!

That way you can just

look after yourself.

You're good at that.

(GASPS)

Here.

(DOOR SLAMS)

Carl!

I'm sorry.

- What?

- They made me do it.

I had no choice. They made me!

(GASPS)

Behind you!

(GRUNTING)

You have work to do, Dr. Wade.

Release him.

You lied to me.

Yes, I did.

But I had a higher duty to

protect the human race.

Do you understand what

that journal is to me?

It's the chronicle of

how I came to be.

Who I am.

What I am.

You are a unique, lonely being

rejected by both your maker

and the rest of humanity.

And, as a result, you

are filled with rage.

You do not need a book

to tell you that.

Naberius has found a way to summon

every demon you've ever descended.

What?

ADAM: Possession,

in bodies that have no souls.

Only the dead have no souls.

- What is the use of possessing a corpse?

- There is none.

Unless you could

animate that corpse.

Naberius has been planning

this for centuries.

Victor Frankenstein

just made it possible.

- How do you know all this?

- I've seen the bodies.

There are tens of

thousands of them.

Where?

We are your friends, Adam.

We will never try to

control you again.

But if you have Victor

Frankenstein's journal,

surely you see now that

it must be destroyed.

My circumstances have changed.

I have someone with

me now, a human.

A scientist.

I have to protect her.

What would you have us do?

Get us out of here.

Then I will tell you

where to find him.

Retrieve your scientist,

come back here,

then we shall take you

where you wish to go.

I've made too many

mistakes with you, Adam.

I'll not make another.

You put your emotion

before your sacred duty!

Follow him, Gideon.

As soon as you have

the journal in sight,

destroy him.

- (LOUD THUD)

- (DOG BARKING)

Terra?

- (GLASS BREAKING)

- (GRUNTS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(DISTANT ROARING)

(GRUNTS)

(GASPS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(AX CLANGING)

(GROWLING)

(ROARING)

(SNARLS)

(GROANS)

Remember... I have no soul.

God will surely damn you.

He already did.

I know who you are,

and I know what you want me to do.

And I won't do it.

I'd rather die.

(CARL CHOKING)

Carl!

Carl! (SOBBING)

(GASPS)

Do you want him back?

Show me how.

(SNIFFLING)

(SNIFFLING)

(MACHINE POWERING UP)

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

MOLOKAI: Excellent.

Thank you, Dr. Wade.

(SNARLS)

(SNARLS)

My Queen!

We found the creature.

(GARGOYLE ROARS)

(ROARING)

(PANTING)

(ROARS)

Sir, it's here.

(PANTING)

"Him," not "it."

(SNARLING)

(YELLING)

This is the place.

He led us here.

Leave him to me!

(ROARING)

(MONITOR BEEPING)

(GRUNTING)

(YELLS)

(CLATTERING)

Naberius!

Frankenstein.

How good of you to come back.

I've come to destroy

you and this place.

The Gargoyle Order must survive

and mankind with it.

You cannot destroy me,

and I have many other

places such as this

all over the world.

As for the Order and mankind,

nothing can stop their demise,

let alone a monster like you!

(SNARLING)

(YELLING)

(ALARM BEEPING)

- Too late, Dr. Wade.

- (GROANS)

We already have everything

we need from you.

(GRUNTS)

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

I am a demon prince!

You will kneel before me!

(GASPS)

(SNARLS)

I know what you want, Adam.

What you've always wanted.

I will make hundreds like you.

Thousands.

I have been gathering human

corpses for centuries,

each one a host for the

legions of demon spirits

I will now summon from hell!

You will be the first.

You will be one of us.

And you will no longer be alone.

(GROANS)

(UTTERING DEMONIC INCANTATION)

(DEMON SOULS SNARLING)

(SNARLING CONTINUES)

Your Majesty, the moment they

awake, they would be possessed!

Destroy them. Destroy them all!

(NABERIUS CONTINUES UTTERING

DEMONIC INCANTATION)

(SCREAMING)

(YELLING TRIUMPHANTLY)

(SNARLING)

(ADAM CONTINUES SCREAMING)

(PANTING)

Welcome, my son.

You have possessed a

truly remarkable body.

I am not your son.

And this body is mine.

No, it's not possible!

You have a soul!

(NABERIUS GROANS)

(NABERIUS ROARING)

(BOTH GRUNT)

(SNARLING)

Gideon...

I know.

Then, why did you save me?

Because you finally found

your higher purpose.

Where's the journal?

I don't need it anymore.

ADAM: We do not ask for

the lives we are given,

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

but each of us has the

right to defend that life.

I have fought to defend mine.

And when the forces

of darkness return,

you shall know that I am out there

fighting to defend yours.

I, descender of the demon horde.

I, my father's son.

I...

Frankenstein.