The Last Day Wizards vs Aliens

PULSATING SCREECHING

Mum?

Stay there. I won't be long, baby.

I promise.

Torasch-trath-dah!

Torasch-trath-dah!

No! Leave my baby alone!

Mum!

Tom, you OK?

Just the nightmare, Dad.

I had it again. That's all.

You haven't had it for a while.

You sure you're OK?

Yeah.

Good night, son.

Hi.

Hey.

You look nice.

Nice? Just nice?

Oh, I mean you look amazing.

You're so easy to wind up. You know that, right?

Come on, let's go.

-Any way, technically, this is still school.

-Mm, yeah.

We're seeing this because we're doing Romeo and Juliet in English.

Um, a modern re-telling of Shakespeare with added zombies.

As long as no-one thinks it's a date.

But you're still buying me popcorn, right?

Tom, Tom, what is it?

Are you all right?

Tom? What did you see?

My mum.

-Benny!

-Oh, no!

Get back!

Watch out!

Nice one, Tom. I'm going to stick a light over the door.

When it's red, there's science in progress, OK,

which means no wizards allowed!

I just saw my mum.

You can't have.

I know.

But it was her.

I was outside the cinema with Katie.

It was busy, there were loads of people, but it was her.

It was my mum.

Hold on.

You were at the cinema with Katie?

Benny, please. Just concentrate.

My mum died six years ago. Hallowe'en six years ago.

Maybe it just looked like your mum.

How good a look did you get?

It was her.

She was looking at me. Right at me.

Why would some random woman who just looked like my mum be staring at me?

I don't know, Tom.

Mate, you know it couldn't be her.

I know.

I was there when it happened.

Something was attacking wizards.

They called it The Entity

because no-one knew what it was or where it had come from.

She got a call from another wizard.

They had tracked down The Entity.

She said to stay in the car.

I followed her.

Torasch-trath-dah!

No, Tom! Run!

You leave my baby alone!

Mahdah Dorvah-dah!

Mum!

Maybe whatever that spell was,

whatever that magic was,

it was too powerful for her.

But she died saving me.

I'm sorry.

I don't know what else to say.

I dream about her sometimes.

Dad says that's good.

He says that no-one's ever really gone,

as long as we still dream about them.

Sometimes it's not just a dream.

Sometimes it's that night.

All over again.

It's like I keep losing her.

I'm sorry, mate.

Hey, it's no problem.

If I lost my mum, I'd be just the same.

Then, what if you saw her again?

I know what science says about ghosts and stuff.

But you're wizards. What do I know?

You should talk to your dad, or your gran.

How?

I'll just upset them.

I suppose there's always Randal Moon.

Be careful, Moon.

Fluttering Phoenix feathers, the measures are so precise,

Mistress Crowe, they make Moon's brains itch.

A grain too many or too few can spoil the nature of the potion.

And now the stirring will begin.

Not with that, Moon.

Use a spoon.

Stirring, stirring, stirring by the spines of a hedgehog's topcoat

and the tips of a black rabbit's ears.

It is done!

And now, behold.

Gran, what are you doing?

Oh, hello, Thomas. Just making hot chocolate. Do you want some?

Being Mistress Crowe's own special admixture.

Oh, it's mostly just harmless chocolate, Thomas. Mostly.

Er, I'm OK.

It's probably for the best. Larn-shath-dah!

There. Your magic homework is all ready for you.

I'm off to watch some telly.

Moon will help you, if you have any questions.

What will you be doing skulking about down here?

HE SNICKERS

There once was a banshee from Hog's Heart

whose scream was as loud as a wood cart.

She soon lost her voice, so she had no choice

but to scare everyone with a loud...

Moon.

Yes?

Will you be having questions of the Magical nature already?

Yeah.

Sort of.

Are there really such things as...ghosts?

I'll be seeing no mention of the pale shadows

in the work the Mistress will be setting for you.

Do they exist or...?

Or is it possible for a wizard to come back to life?

Why will you be asking such questions?

If I tell you, you have to promise not to say anything to Gran

or to my dad.

Bats' wings and dragon stings, you're asking much of Randal Moon.

Please, Moon. It's about my mum.

I bet even you had a mum once, didn't you?

She'll be 1,012 next Thursday.

I've seen my mum today.

Your mother will be sleeping beyond the Veil, young master.

But I've seen her. I know I have.

And you have to tell me why. How?

This was being your mother's.

Before that, the Mistress Crowe's.

Before that, her mother's.

Centuries, centuries old.

I remember it.

I remember my mum wearing it.

There will be great magical power here.

When your mother passed, the Mistress was placing it in this box.

But Randal Moon will be seeing the Mistress sometimes take it

and still the tears will flow.

I cried today.

There will be magic in tears.

But even they will never be bringing your mother back.

So I'm wrong, then? Is that what you're saying?

That it couldn't have been my mum?

The Unenchanteds will be talking of ghosts,

of departed spirits that haunt the living.

If they be so, Randal Moon will never be seeing one.

But he will have been seeing a pale shadow.

And that's not a ghost?

Your hand will be passing straight through it,

as The Unenchanteds would have of a ghost. But it will be no ghost.

It will be a pale shadow, the essence of a departed wizard.

It will be seeking you out in places that'll be mattering to it.

-What does it all mean?

-Don't be a-fearing, young master.

I'll not be telling the Mistress of this.

If you're being followed by a pale shadow,

then she only has matters with you.

Matters?

Like what?

Pale shadows will be travelling from beyond the Veil

for but two reasons, young master.

At times of great danger, or to deliver a warning.

Look, Tom, I know how much this means to you

and I know how you've opened my eyes to magic and all that,

but there are still good scientific explanations for ghosts.

-It's not a ghost. It's a pale shadow.

-So there's a difference?

-This is my mum.

-I know that, Tom. Sorry.

I understand, but there's a ton of scientific investigations into

so-called paranormal activities.

There are rational explanations, from psychological factors

-to lower frequency sound waves.

-No, Benny. THIS is my mum.

Ah.

Moon said Mum's pale shadow could be attracted to places

that are connected to her.

Well, that makes sense.

I suppose.

Sort of.

And she might turn up here? That's the plan?

The plan is, if she does, then this time I talk to her.

Can't imagine what it feels like to lose your mum or dad.

My gran died, my dad's mum,

but I was just a little kid.

I didn't really get it. You don't, I suppose, when you're six.

It doesn't matter how old you are.

You still can't get your head around it.

Tom?

Mum?

Mum! Mum! Wait!

Stop, Mum!

-Where did she go?

-I don't know.

But there's no way she's getting away this time. Come on!

Listen, Tom, people run away from ghosts.

It's not the other way around.

And this place is creeping me out.

-I thought you were supposed to be a scientist?

-I've met a hobgoblin.

I can be creeped out, if I want to be.

Mum?

Are you in here?

There's no need to be scared.

I'm Tom.

Mum?

There's nothing to be scared of.

And you know me. I'm Tom.

I'm your son.

My son?

Mum!

My son!

It's you! It's really you!

You've really come back.

Come back from where?

Don't you remember?

Remember?

Tom, I don't think she remembers anything.

Who are you?

Hi, I'm Benny.

What about your name?

Can you remember it?

No. I don't know.

I don't know anything.

Who am I?

What am I?

It definitely is your mum? You know that? You're sure?

I can feel the Magic in her, Benny.

I could always feel it,

even when I was really little.

I knew she was there, even when I couldn't see her.

I could feel her Magic.

That must have been amazing.

It was.

And I can feel it again.

That's my mum.

However she got here, wherever she came from, that's her.

Even though she's lost her memory.

Maybe it will come back. I don't care.

But I'm not losing her again.

Hello, Tom. Isn't it a beautiful day?

Yeah. It's the best day ever.

You know, I was so scared before. So lost, so alone.

-But now everything's going to be all right, isn't it?

-Yes, Mum.

You're going back with me.

No!

No, I'm not going back!

-Never! Not there!

-Back where? What's wrong?

-Back there!

Don't take me back there!

It's all right. It's all right. No-one's going to hurt you.

I promise you. I'm your son.

You're safe now.

Tom.

But that place, what sort of place was it?

There were machines.

You have to show us where this place is.

It's the only way we can find out what happened to you.

Inform me of progress on the masterplan.

Technician Jathro 15 report.

Your exquisite Excellencies,

Technician Jathro 15 of Subsection Alpha Grex Nine reporting.

Get on with it!

The latest results are encouraging.

There are some stabilisation issues, but I expect these to be resolved.

And is the yield good?

The yield is excellent.

And what about that irksome halfling wizard?

The last thing we need is his interference.

The operation is well guarded

and there have been no sightings of Tom Clarke.

I believe my sister misses the young wizard, Father.

That will be all, Technician Jathro 15.

My Excellencies, Technician Jathro 15 departs.

Do not insult me in front of the technician classes, Varg!

The only thing I long for is the sustenance of Tom Clarke's Magic.

-Enough squabbling!

-Be reassured, my Father.

Tom Clarke is no more threat than a Loogovian sea calf

chewing on salt grass.

Soon, this entire planet will become our hall of feasting

and it will be beyond his power to stop us.

It just looks like some factory unit. Nothing special.

-Are you sure this is the place?

-Yes, that's it.

-Come on. Let's take a look.

-Tom, you mustn't go in there.

I have to, Mum. Just stay here.

Promise me you'll stay here, and you'll be safe.

I just wish I could remember what's in there.

But all I know is it's dangerous.

You have to be careful. Both of you.

We will, Mum.

So far, so good.

MOBILE RINGS

It's Katie.

-Intruders! Halt!

-You'd better tell her you'll call back.

Spectacular.

-Er, afternoon, officers.

-Silence. Your identities are known.

Measures are in process.

They're controlled by the Nekross!

-We're toast!

-Not yet! Meesch-draak-dah!

Come on, we haven't got much time.

We're still going in there, Tom?

I don't know what's going on,

but those backpack things, like Miss Webster had on her,

that's Nekross technology.

Your mum, if that's what she is,

could have led us right into a trap.

That's what I've got to find out.

Do you think they know about their men outside?

I don't care. I want to find out about my mum.

I think we're OK.

No-one's around.

Look at that.

It's the same as the extractor up on the Nekross ship.

-What's it doing here on Earth?

-I don't know.

SINISTER LAUGHTER

The halfling wizard, and his inevitable companion.

What did I tell you? Trap.

Trapped only by your own curiosity

and inexhaustible determination to meddle.

Lexi, tell me what you're doing here.

See how he turns to his Nekross PET for reassurance?

I shall explain with pleasure

and you shall marvel at Nekross ingenuity.

Most ingenious, exquisite Excellency!

Technician Jathro 15, show the halflings.

You wanted answers, wizard.

Now, look!

No way.

It can't be.

What have you done to her?

-Done to who?

-Don't give me that, Lexi! That's my mother!

THEY LAUGH

At times, the universe has such poetry,

I might also believe in fate.

What is it? What's the big joke?

Tom. Look. Over here!

What's going on?

I think...

I think they're cloning her.

Show him.

With pleasure, my Excellency.

No!

It's not possible!

The Nekross shall feast on her!

An endless, sweet supply of Magic.

For all eternity!

They're cloning her, Tom.

They're cloning your mum over and over again.

There are facilities like these all over your planet.

Primed to produce genetic copies of your mother.

The irony that our enemy's mother

shall feed the Nekross on her magic for centuries to come is...

delicious.

No! No way!

Perhaps the wizard would appreciate a demonstration of the Nekross

scientific genius, my Excellencies?

I don't think so.

An exquisite idea, Technician Jathro 15.

Proceed.

Stop it! Stop it, now!

No, Tom! They'll blast you to atoms!

Your friend shows wisdom.

DRAMATIC MUSIC

The clone is a copy of the female wizard in every genetic detail.

Extract the Magic!

No! Stop it! Please!

I realise this is distressing for you. But so is starvation.

Magic in the universe is almost extinct.

Yes, and whose fault is that?

As you can see, this way, there is very little waste.

Nekross technology is highly efficient.

You're battery farming people.

You're disgusting.

We are invincible.

But I lost my mum years ago fighting some magical entity.

On the contrary. That was no "magical entity".

It was a Nekross probe sent to Earth to find Magic.

No way. Tom's mum destroyed it.

And Magic doesn't work on you lot.

I saw it explode.

Mum!

You saw your entity teleport. Into Earth's orbit.

Where it sent a homing signal and waited on our arrival.

Upon examination we discovered traces of wizard DNA.

Your mother was clearly a brave woman and a strong wizard

but she was foolish to do combat with Nekross science.

-You killed my mum!

-No, Tom.

In only a little time your entire planet will become

one gigantic clone factory.

This is the control centre of many installations on Earth.

To begin production they only await a signal sent from here

containing the female wizard's DNA.

Then the clones will begin to grow.

And what about the people who live here?

They're of no consequence. They cannot stand against the Nekross.

So you're going to wipe us out?

In my view, your personal annihilation is long overdue.

Get away from those boys, you squid-headed monsters!

ALARM SOUNDS

Come on, Mum! We've got to get out of here!

What...what are those things? What's happening to me?

It's OK, Mum, it was Magic. Raw, uncontrolled, amazing, Magic!

We don't have any time to explain. Not here!

Come on, Mum. It's time to go home.

Hail the Might of Nekron.

You bring news of the master plan?

The halfling wizard has discovered the facility.

And he's escaped with one of the clones.

The clone is irrelevant. The success of the master plan is paramount!

Initiate stage two.

As the King commands, so it is done. Preparations shall begin.

Earth shall become Nekron's wizard clone factory.

HE LAUGHS

And neither wizard, nor human shall stop us!

I've been here before.

This was where you lived.

With me...

With Dad.

With who?

Hi, Tom. Cooker cleaning time.

Yeah. Where's Gran?

Stirring something up in her cauldron with Moon, probably.

Do you think I'd be spread across the bar like this if she was around?

I'm servicing the mower after this.

Bet Mum never let you service the mower in the kitchen.

No, I had a motorbike when we got married.

Well, I say I HAD. To be accurate, I had it in bits.

All round the house for the first two years.

So the mower in the kitchen once a year was no big deal.

I know you miss her, Dad.

Yeah, of course I do.

What's wrong?

Tom?

It's not possible.

It's her, Dad. The Nekross - they cloned her.

What?

The Entity - it was the Nekross.

A probe, looking for Magic.

They found her DNA and they're experimenting.

Making copies of her, feeding off her Magic.

Now listen to me. It's not her, Tom, OK?

I know you want it to be her, but it's not your mum.

It's... She's...

She's fake.

No, Dad. She's got no memory.

She didn't know me but...

I can feel it's her.

Like I always could.

Hello.

You're Tom's father?

Helen? Is it really you?

My sweet darling!

Chamber of Crowe open to me, reveal yourself on the knock of three.

This place - it's wonderful.

This is our Chamber of Mysteries that has followed

the Magical Line of Crowe since time began.

How could I ever have forgotten somewhere as amazing as this?

Technically, of course, you haven't forgotten it. You've never seen it.

You've sort of been re-born.

But she's still my mum, Benny.

Yes, of course. Genetically, she's exactly the same.

But she's like a computer disc

that's never had anything written on it.

Do you have to talk about my wife like she's a piece of hardware?

Sorry, Mr Clarke.

I want to remember. I want to remember you all.

I want to be the person I was.

I know who you are, Helen, and we'll all help you remember.

Yes.

But it isn't enough. I've seen those creatures.

The Nekross. I know why they're here. You're all in danger.

I have to stop them.

Oh, you really are my daughter!

So it'll be true, then?

The Young Mistress Crowe is back from beyond the Veil.

Hold on. Moon knew about this?

I didn't want to upset you, Dad.

Randal Moon, hobgoblin and Guardian of the Chamber.

And, from what I'll have just been hearing,

key to the young mistress's lost memories.

You mean you can help her?

The Magic of the Chamber will be helping her already.

The magic of loved ones will be helping her.

But her memories, they're all here waiting...in here.

It might work!

She wore this amulet almost all her life,

and it carries Magic as old as the Crowe bloodline.

I'm going to bring you back, Mum.

And I will never let you go again.

WIND BLOWS

-Helen!

-No, Michael! This is Old Magic!

Touch her and she'll be lost to us all...

for ever!

SPOOKY MUSIC

CHILDREN'S GIGGLES IN HER HEAD

'Cat's claws and monkey's paws!'

-'Helen.

-Michael.'

WEDDING BELLS CHIME

LAUGHTER

BABY CRIES

Mum!

Michael.

You remember.

I remember everything.

I remember who I am. And I remember what happened.

The Nekross tore me from your life, Tom.

But now I'm back, and this time we're going to stop them.

How do your repairs progress?

The damage is minor.

The clone wizard's magic is powerful, but unfocused.

Good. What of the antenna?

Technician Jathro 15 is on the roof making final adjustments.

Father orders us to activate the cloning plants

across Earth before the wizard can act against us.

The automated cloning systems will take time to configure.

Then it's simply a matter of transmitting the signal from here.

All cloning factories will be operational by Earth sunset.

And then the Nekross shall feast. For ever.

That's the factory. There. Off Drake Way.

Is this a back road? Maybe they won't keep a watch on that one?

DOORBELL RINGS

I'll get rid of them.

Whichever way we go, the Nekross have guards on the place.

Then I'll be ready for them.

Hey, Tom.

Katie.

Sorry, folks, he might be a while.

Juliet's just turned up for Romeo.

He's dating?!

I was worried about you.

You were?

Sure. You're my friend.

And we're still supposed to be going to see that film, yeah?

Yeah. Course.

Only not now.

I can't. Sorry.

Yeah, sure.

I've got...sort of family stuff going on.

It's so hard to believe.

The last time I saw Tom he was a little boy.

You're going to have all the time in the world to catch up, honey.

I want to see her. Now.

Come on, then.

The bond between a wizard mother and her child is very special.

You know, we can even share each other's Magic?

Tom said he could always tell when his mum was there...

even if he couldn't see her.

That's right. And a wizard mother knows things, Benny. Feels things.

Sometimes too much.

And I know...this can not last.

They look so nice together. He looks so handsome.

He's a good boy. Maybe he'll even make a great wizard.

Not that I'd know!

He's missed you, Helen.

I've missed you.

So much.

Doesn't feel like I've been anywhere.

But there was no grey in your hair yesterday.

And the only thing Tom was interested in was in football.

Well, that's not changed so much.

He's growing up, Michael. He'll need you.

He'll need both of us.

SHE WINCES IN PAIN

Helen?

He'll need you, Michael.

It must be horrible, losing your mum.

You know if you ever want to talk about anything, I'm always here.

Thanks.

Just as long as it's not about football.

I thought you liked football. You come to all the school matches.

That doesn't mean I like football.

See you.

Michael, you mustn't tell Tom.

Promise me.

We have to stop the Nekross, and that's going to be dangerous enough

without him worrying about me.

What about me worrying?

I remember what Mum always used to tell me when I was a child.

Worrying about what may come tomorrow only robs you

of what you have today.

What's happening?

It's time to go and sort out the Nekross.

Are the clone factories across the planet prepared?

Systems are coming on-line, Excellencies.

We shall be ready to transmit the genome signal soon.

I am uneasy that the halfling wizard will try to sabotage our stratagem.

Then we must be ready for him.

He has been a worthy adversary, but his resistance to us is ended.

DOG BARKS

They've doubled the guards.

And they've got a dog.

But Varg and Lexi aren't stupid. They'll be expecting us.

Look, maybe this is a bad idea. Maybe we need more help.

More wizards. Or something.

No. There isn't time.

Right. Spell count - Tom?

Two. Two here, too.

That's six in all, then.

OK, I suppose Team Unenchanted will just get by

on brains, brawn and good looks. Right, Benny?

All I've needed up to now.

Remember, darling, Magic won't harm these blighters. I know.

Don't worry, Mum. Together we can beat them.

(I'm sorry.)

-Mum!

-She took my spells.

Sho-Shah-dah!

-Mum!

-I'm sorry, Tom.

I put you in danger that night at the castle.

I'm not making that mistake again. This is too dangerous.

You're going to be an amazing wizard, Tom. I can feel it.

But I haven't got much time.

-Dad! We've got to stop her!

-It's a wizard wall.

You can't escape it, you can't even use Magic in here.

The only way to break it is from outside.

Intruder, halt!

Meesch-draak-dah!

DOG WHIMPERS

Sit!

There's got to be a way out! There's no way I'm letting Mum

take on the Nekross by herself!

The only way to break a wizard wall is from outside

with a Charmed Relic - like my staff.

Hang on, did you say the guards had a dog?

That's right. Why?

Who needs Magic when you've got a vet?

HE WHISTLES

I'm so sorry.

Foe! Enough!

There he is.

Good boy! Get the stick!

Get the stick! Good boy.

Come! Come!

Good boy! Good boy!

Come on, we've got to save Mum!

Ah, the Clarke family reunited.

A pity it will be so short-lived.

What have you done to her?!

The clone-matter is unstable.

It is surprising she has not dissipated before now.

No! She's got Magic.

She's got so much Magic!

She can live!

No, Tom. I can't. what they've done to me - it's unnatural.

It's against Nature. It's against Magic. It couldn't last.

You always knew that, didn't you, Mum?

Yes, my darling. I knew.

My time here ended six years ago.

My place now is beyond the veil.

Inconvenient, as we plan to regenerate you

and drain your Magic on an industrial scale.

Not while I can still cast a spell using the power of my 1,000 clones!

Vashta-seh-dah!

EXPLOSIONS

ALARM BLARES

She can't use Magic against the Nekross but she can use electricity!

Return to the Zarantulus, now!

That's right. Run away!

Do you think you've beaten us? No, wizards. You are too late.

The master plan is intact. The Nekross shall feast!

It's over.

Yes! You did it, Mum. You destroyed the place!

No, Tom. My time here. It's over.

The spell took the last of my life energy.

No! You can't go!

-I won't let you!

-No, son.

There's nothing you can do, Tom. None of us can fight this.

This is simply life.

I've been so lucky, Tom. I had one more day with you.

One day, I should never have had, I am so glad I did.

I love you so much.

All of you.

The Veil is opening for me.

It's so beautiful.

Mum! No!

Goodbye.

Mum!

She did what she had to, Tom.

I didn't want to lose her. Not again.

I know, son, I know.

Neither did I.

Oh, no, this is not good. A flashing light is never good.

What's this, then?

There are other factories all over the world controlled from here.

And they said they had to send a signal to bring them on-line.

That's what this is! They're sending it!

We've got to stop it!

Come on! The roof!

There has to be an antenna.

ELECTRONIC THROBBING

No! We're too late! It's sending the signal!

You have to do something!

But I can't stop it! I'm not strong enough!

I don't know what to do.

My mum thought I was going to be a great wizard -

and I've let her down already.

I'm useless.

No, you're not! I know you're not!

Do something before it's too late!

This is for you, Mum!

And I will always be here, Tom. For you.

Mum!

And that's no clone!

That's my daughter - the real Helen!

A wizard from beyond the Veil! Helen's pale shadow!

Say with me the Words of Magic.

Mah-shaan-zah-dah!

I love you, Mum.

And I'll never forget you.

I love you too, my warrior wizard.

My son.

Blessed be the source of all magic.

You did it!

No. We did it.

Me and my mum, we destroyed everything.

The other factories. The DNA. The clones. Everything.

We've wiped the software.

The Nekross will never be able to make more clones.

Not ever.

Arrgghh!

Impossible!

There is no mistake. Our instruments confirm it.

All cloning facilities across Earth have been destroyed.

The halfling wizard. Tom Clarke.

This is his work.

Enough of these games! We will crush these wizards!

From now on, this is war!

Our Magic's all that's left in the whole universe.

The Nekross have drained it all.

Defeated every wizard they've encountered, on every planet.

But that ends right here.

Because I'm making a stand for our world and its Magic.

Wizards versus Aliens.

And this time, whatever it takes...

..the wizards are going to win!

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