100 Wizards Wizards vs Aliens

The story of Wizardkind is a thing of wonder, and darkness.

Our blood is not as other blood, for we are of the Magical Line.

Born to protect the Unenchanted

and keep the world safe from the wraith lords...

-CRASH!

-What was that?!

Meg, will you be quiet? Invocation of Lore needs focus.

I heard something.

It's the forest, it's full of somethings.

CRACKLE!

Get on with it, Mum, Strictly's on telly later.

For centuries, wizards warred against the Neverside

and fought to keep the Unenchanted safe.

They...

THEY GASP

Who are you?

Tom Clarke of the Magical Line of Crowe!

And you've got to go!

ENGINE RUMBLES

The Nekross are coming! Run, now!

The wizards must not escape!

Guard Zeta-Graal Five, launch the tracker-bots!

TRACKER-BOT WHIRS

Hurry, come on, run!

Come on!

What are those?

No idea - apart from bad news! Come on!

Keep going! I'll catch up!

Benny, what are you doing?

-An experiment!

-This is a banging time to get your

-test tubes out, Benny.

-Call it a field test.

I don't care what you call it, as long as it works!

ZAP!

Like I always said,

I love science.

Tracker-bot malfunction!

Let me see!

Report on the wizards! Now!

The wizards have escaped, Father.

Guard Zeta-Graal Five! Stand before your king.

There is no honour in struggling!

CREATURE ROARS

You have failed me...

..and you are a coward!

You will pay the price.

Guards! Feed the Skorpulus!

GUARD SCREAMS

KING CACKLES

Oh, boys! I was so worried.

We're fine, Gran. Thanks to Benny.

Thanks to science.

Blessed be the Source. I'm sorry,

I thought we'd be safe here.

Nowhere is safe for us now.

The Shroud of Protection helps hide us,

but they detected the magic from your book of spells.

That's how we found you.

You have to be careful!

But look at them, look at their spaceship.

How can we ever win?

Whenever the Nekross come to Earth, we'll be waiting,

cos this is war...

..and the wizards are going to win.

Ah...

Planet Nekron.

Dark jewel of the universe,

oh, it has been so very long.

It is the warrior hero's burden, Father, to long for home.

So many years since the mists of Nekron kissed my cheek.

Your Majesty, it is Nekron calling.

Let me see! Let me see!

Hail the Might of Nekron.

Chancellor Kooth.

How does Nekron fare?

Do my people miss their mighty monarch?

I tremble to tell you, the Royal House of Nekron

is so brave in its search and harvest of magic, but...

..but it is not enough. We need more!

More?! Do you insult my father?

No!

But Nekron hungers for magic, and the King's

exudation cycle is upon us again, is it not?

It is. Technician!

Oh, thank you, Might of Nekron.

Thank you!

Take care, Technician, you do not spill one drop.

Have no fear, I am ever scrupulous in harvesting its refined

juice for my brothers and sisters of Nekron.

That is good, Technician.

Aaah...

There, Chancellor.

I am exuded to the point of exhaustion.

For your people!

Yes, for my people!

Hail the Might of Nekron!

I've been working on it in the shed for weeks.

I modified the magnetron from an old microwave cooker,

ramped up its resonance, a few tweaks and, hey presto -

I've got myself an electromagnetic pulse cannon!

So you can knock out anything electrical?

And, unlike magic, that includes Nekross technology.

Ah, sounds like a score for the Unenchanted.

ALARM BEEPS

Whatever else have you got in there?

I set up a data-mining system to watch for anything magical

or alien in the news or trending.

'But I did it...'

It found something?

This must be it.

'If you thought that was cool...'

It says she's a street magician, she's posted this online.

Oh, no. That's...

Magic.

'You ain't seen nothing yet!'

In front of the whole world.

But wizards are all supposed to be in hiding.

If the Nekross spot her, she's toast.

That's why we have to find her, and fast, before they do!

The Nekross eat well thanks to their king.

But they shall not without wizards for me to feast on.

The wizards continue to be acquired from across Earth.

But they hide in their holes like cowardly marsh toads.

Except this one.

'So if you think that was cool...'

Observe how she frolics in the open

like the singing lamb cubs of Sallgaria.

'..you ain't seen nothing yet!'

No, not this one...

I do not understand, Father.

We came to Earth to seek magic

and now we shall feast as never before.

I have a plan...

-Hi, Tom.

-Katie.

-Are you ready?

We're supposed to meet Quinn and the others at ten.

Katie, I'm really sorry, I can't.

But the bowling lane's all booked.

-Something's come up.

-You mean again?

I know, I'm really sorry. I'm rubbish.

Look, if you don't want to go out with me, just say, Tom. It's OK.

Katie, no! Look, it's not that - it's...

It's my dad.

I'm grounded. So I can't go out and I can't see any mates.

Tom, come and see! Oh, Katie.

Right, well you two obviously have something a lot better to do.

It's all right. Me and Quinn, we'll just have a laugh. We don't need you.

Katie, wait!

Just forget it, Tom.

Forget it.

Spectacular.

Sorry, mate.

It's for the best.

Wizards are at war with the Nekross

and I don't ever want Katie getting mixed up in that.

Right now, we've got to find that street magician before the Nekross.

Her name's Chloe Martin.

How did you find that out?

I took a screen-capture from her video

and used a data cross-referencing matrix across the UK social

networking sites to search for her image.

Bingo, Chloe Martin.

Benny, you're a genius.

I know.

What's going on?

No, no, no, this isn't possible!

What is it? What's happening?

Someone's running a data-cull program. Wiping her off the net!

-They can do that?

-No, but they are!

What's Station Hex?

It's a TV station, it beams all around the world.

And look, she's going on it tonight.

She's going to perform magic in front of the whole world.

This is bad,

really bad - come on.

Chamber of Crowe, open to me.

Reveal yourself on the knock of three.

This is worse than we thought.

She's not just putting herself in danger from the Nekross,

she could expose all Wizardkind to the world!

Their website said Station Hex has a global audience of millions.

We have to stop it. We have to find her, and quickly!

But what can we do? There isn't a spell for this.

Mistress, you'll be a-fretting not!

Ever since that day Thomas went a-missing, Randal Moon

will have been studying to discern a spell of seeking.

Wonderful, Moon!

Now, I love a new enchantment.

You're never too old to learn, boys.

First we'll be needing ingredients.

A lock of her hair, or the snippings of her toenails.

If we had her toenails, we'd know where she was already, Moon.

Well, I'll be needing something of the young wizard's

to be giving the enchantment a focus.

Will you be having the alignment of her stars?

You mean her horoscope?

Or her date of birth?

I've got that! Before Station Hex closed everything down,

I got a note of her birthday and her age!

Benjamin, you're a marvel!

She was born in August, Moon. Now, what else do you need?

Hair of a meadow faerie, feather from a golden hawk,

wisherwood for flame...

Saltinforge mine dust, for sizzle,

and the young wizard's birthstone!

The birthstone for August is peridot.

Now, be leaving Randal Moon in peace.

What's this?

History, Benny,

our history -

why wizards have hidden for so long.

Because they used to burn you at the stake?

You want a better reason to hide?

We think the Nekross are bad.

What those wizard-stalkers did was unthinkable.

Drowning innocent women on their ducking stools,

torturing with red hot bars and stabbing them with needles.

All out of fear and ignorance.

No wonder we learned to hide so well.

Even from each other.

Once we had the ear of royalty.

We were respected, and trusted.

And sometimes feared.

And wizards would meet in convocation to celebrate the Source.

But no more.

But Chloe Martin isn't hiding. Why?

The spell will almost be ready.

Perhaps that will be unravelling some of the mystery.

Born of peridot, and bark of willow.

I'll be a-seeking you, Chloe of the bloodline Martin.

Wherever your being, in sun or in shadow,

I will be casting this spell and you will be revealing now!

I think it's working.

What are we seeing?

Memories. Watch carefully, she'll show us a clue to where she is.

She can't be resisting the enchantment of a finding spell.

It's a children's home.

Maybe that's it.

If she didn't grow up with her parents,

then maybe...she's got no idea she's a wizard.

My goodness, poor child.

And she's in such danger.

We have to get to her.

Right away!

Whatever's going on?

Someone's told the press about Chloe.

Want to bet it's Station Hex drumming up

publicity for their show?

REPORTERS SHOUTING

I've told you before, go away.

Chloe's got nothing to say to you.

-REPORTER: We want a demonstration!

-Isn't she just another fake?

No, she's not!

Now just buzz off, or I'll have you all removed!

REPORTERS SQUABBLE

Gran, stay here and keep an eye on things.

We'll find a back way in.

Hello...

Chloe?

My name's Tom, this is Benny, and we've seen your video.

Are you, like, fans?

I mean, it's like I'm Katy Perry

and I don't even go on telly till tonight. It's mad.

That stuff you do on the video...

Do you know how you do it?

Course, it's telekinesis.

Mind over matter. Moving things by just thinking about it.

Benny's my scientific adviser.

You mean you copy off him in science?

No-one sits that close to Benny in science.

They're scared of getting blown up.

He should lay off the baked beans.

I haven't blown anything up in weeks!

Maybe you should focus with the reason we're here, Tom.

Hm?

Oh, yeah.

OK. Maybe you should keep an eye out,

in case someone comes.

Sure.

Chloe, did your parents teach you about this...

this power of yours?

My mum and dad died when I was a baby.

-Why are you asking me all these questions?

-It's all right.

I lost my mum, too, and I know how hard that can be.

There was a fire...

at night.

I'm sorry.

That's awful.

The firemen said it was a miracle.

There was this circle around my cot

where the fire and smoke just hadn't touched.

But Mum and Dad...

it was too late.

When did you find out you had this power?

The rainbow fire?

That's what Mrs Meeks calls it.

That's a pretty good name for it.

She's in charge here, she's been really good to me.

Really kind.

Other places - when it happened, they got scared.

I didn't have any control.

I'd get upset, or happy, and things would happen.

But now you can control it?

I read about people with telekinetic powers

and I realised if they could control it, then so could I.

You don't have telekinetic powers.

Are you calling me a liar?

No! But listen to me,

you can't do this TV show tonight.

What? Why?

I'm going to show you something...

There's someone coming!

Chloe, are you all right, sweetheart? Who are these boys?

It's all right, Mrs Meeks, they're my friends.

Tom and...

-Denny.

-Benny.

Pleasure to meet Chloe's friends.

My name is Rick Towers.

Nice to meet you.

Haven't I seen you before?

I have a show on Station Hex.

Chloe's on it tonight.

Rick's going to make me a star!

Oops. I think I already have!

The entire planet will be tuning in

to watch Chloe on Station Hex tonight!

She's going to be so famous!

The whole world's going to see what she can do.

Don't forget to tune in, boys!

Oh, no, you don't have to watch on TV.

Come along! And, please, bring your families.

A studio audience will add so much extra...magic.

Don't worry. We'll be there.

REPORTER: Just a quick chat, that's all.

Chloe has nothing to say.

So she's still going on telly?

The show's not over yet.

Now, if you want a demonstration

'of Chloe's remarkable powers, tune in tonight.

'Station Hex six o'clock.'

Oh, we will.

So what's the plan?

You and Gran join the studio audience.

We'll find a back way in and, one way or another,

stop Chloe doing magic on global TV.

She looked pretty keen on the idea.

I think she likes being noticed.

She lost her mum and dad, she's never had a family.

I can't say I blame her for enjoying the attention.

But she can't make this broadcast.

If the world starts to believe in magic again, it will be harder

than ever for wizards to hide from the Nekross.

So if we can't stop her, then it's up to you, Gran.

It doesn't matter if you cast a spell that turns

every camera into a fudge cake, you have to stop the show going on air.

Oh, fudge cake! I like fudge cake.

So, do you think you can convince Chloe to duck out of the show?

I mean, a wizard who doesn't know she's a wizard -

how messed up is that?

And I haven't told her about the Nekross yet.

So, is Chloe more likely to believe you than Katie?

Katie's Unenchanted.

There's things I'll never be able to tell her.

If I did, she'd be at risk, and that's not right.

That's why Katie dumping me is best all round.

WORKER: Come on.

-TANNOY:

-Will all studio guests please take their seats?

Tonight's show will begin in ten minutes.

No. No, this can't be right.

This can't be right at all.

Ursula? What is it? What's wrong?

Look at them, Michael. They're wizards.

They're all wizards.

That's impossible.

I can feel the magic in them.

Wizards never gather together, not for hundreds of years.

It's the girl.

We all found out she was going to expose magic to the whole world

on the TV and we all knew we had to stop her.

And to save her from the Nekross.

Oh, yes. Of course.

So you all used magic to jump the queue

and, hey presto, a whole audience of wizards?

100 wizards.

And one Unenchanted.

I'm Ursula Crowe and this is my son-in-law, Michael.

Nathaniel Nightjar.

It's an honour...

to meet a daughter of the Magical Line of Crowe.

Can we just get on with the show

so we can get this stupid girl out of here?

This doesn't feel right to me. I don't like it.

Michael's right.

This is very, very wrong.

-TANNOY:

-Will all studio guests please take their seats?

Tonight's show will begin in five minutes.

She's got to be around here somewhere.

Five minutes, Chloe.

Come on.

You've got nothing to worry about, Chloe. Rick is so nice.

-Chloe!

-What do you think you're doing?!

Sorry, Mrs Meeks, but we really need to talk to Chloe.

It's all right, Tom's my biggest fan.

I don't care. Get out, or I'll fetch Security.

Yeah, you know, I think I saw them on the next floor down.

I'm not joking.

Security!

Security!

-TANNOY:

-Transmission in four minutes.

So, why are you here? Not that I'm really complaining.

You're kind of cute for a stalker.

Erm, you're in danger.

-What are you talking about?

-You've got to tell her.

You're a wizard, Chloe. That's where the rainbow fire comes from.

-It's magic.

-It's what?!

-You're a wizard.

There are aliens after your magic

and if you go on TV, they'll get you!

Wizards and aliens! You're hilarious.

Where is everyone around here?

Oh, blooming heck!

Mrs Meeks, this is a surprise.

A very big one, I imagine.

Benny, maybe you'd better keep an eye out for Mrs Meeks

and her security men.

Yeah, Benny the Sentry. Again.

You have to listen to me.

The Nekross have drained the universe of magic.

Earth is the only place left.

You mean it, don't you?

I've seen what the Nekross do to wizards.

I don't want it to happen to you.

This is crazy.

I told you my mum died.

It was the Nekross that killed her. She was a wizard, Chloe.

Like you.

Like me.

Look, I can prove it to you...

Maasch - floro - dah!

You're not alone any more, Chloe.

You're one of us.

A wizard.

I'm...

I'm a wizard?!

Yeah. Just like your mum and dad were.

Uninvited guests.

He came out of nowhere.

I'm sorry, Rick, the show's off.

Oh, no.

It's only just begun.

Oh, boy. That's a Nekross gun.

What is going on?

It's show time.

Varg!

Ah, Tom Clarke. How pleasant to see you again.

Do not misjudge my sister's delight, wizard.

It is that of a predator spying its prey, is it not?

Do not ever doubt me, brother.

Lexi, what's going on?

You fell into our trap, along with 100 other wizards.

Drawn here because they saw your friend performing magic.

You used me, you alien freaks!

You should be grateful we did not extract your magic immediately.

Though that is still to come.

So it's a trap. What now?

Exquisite excellencies, I am receiving the Zarantulus signal.

The king is loud and clear.

Attention, wizards!

What in the name of magic is that?

Oh, no.

It's the Nekross King.

You hide from the Nekross, but we find you.

And now the Nekross shall feast!

What's going on?

The studio has been converted into a giant magic extractor.

100 wizards, trapped like cattle in a pen.

With no escape.

The Might of Nekron will feed his people like never before!

They shall celebrate our names for all eternity!

-No!

-You are helpless to stop us!

Extract the magic!

-KING NEKROSS:

-And now, the Nekross shall feast!

Now, Benny!

Feast on this!

ZAPPING

THEY SCREAM

Come on! I've blown the power!

Guards!

-You knocked out the whole building!

-What was that thing?!

Something I built in my shed.

-What is he, some sort of genius?

-Actually, yes, I am.

Magic and science - unbeatable.

ZAPPING

It's locked.

Whatever happened to the power, it won't take long for them to fix it.

-And we're trapped.

-No, we're not. This is a studio full of wizards.

Ursula, do the honours.

SHE INHALES

Ma-farsh var!

Gah!

TOOTING

Oh! Oh, dear. That's not right.

Don't worry, we're all nervous.

Goodness' sake!

Some people couldn't cast a shadow the right way up, let alone a spell!

Ain-sho prack!

Quickly, let's go.

-Ah!

-Stay back, Tom!

-There's a force field.

-We can't get out!

There's got to be a way to shut it down.

-BENNY:

-Power's still out.

And you don't get a force field without a big energy source.

They must be beaming it directly from the Zarantulus.

-That's not a lot of help, Benny.

-It means there must be a receiver.

The roof.

It's your fault the Nekross are going to extract our magic.

-I didn't want any of this.

-Leave her alone.

She didn't know she was a wizard.

It didn't stop her showing off on the web, though, did it?

Now look at us!

-Really, this isn't helping at all!

-Ursula's right.

We should be fighting the Nekross, not each other.

Tom, find that receiver and knock this force field out

before the Nekross get that extractor working.

Come on.

The freaks with the snake heads, they're the aliens, right?

I mean, obviously.

Varg and his sister Lexi, their dad is the Nekross king.

The big blubber ball on TV.

-And they feed on magic. How come?

-Organisms feed on energy.

That's what magic is.

Just another energy.

It's not just another energy, it's magic!

-Sorry, he's a scientist.

-So he's the bright one and you're the cute one?

I'll take cute.

Thanks.

-Nekross, run!

-Do not let them escape!

Why don't we hit them with a spell?

You can't use magic against the Nekross, they feed on it.

It just makes them stronger.

Not much fun, are they?

Lexi! We're trapped!

-Tom, you've got to get to the roof. I can lead Lexi off.

-No!

No, it's OK. I'm pretty light on my feet.

OK, just... Just keep in touch, yeah?

And be careful.

-LEXI:

-There! Get him!

-VARG:

-You guys, remain here.

They've got us cornered.

What a sorry lot of wizards we have.

They're scared.

Wizards have always sorted things out with magic

and that's fine with goblins and ghouls,

but sometimes you have to get your hands dirty.

Listen up!

I don't know about you wizards, but the Unenchanted in the room

is sick of waiting for the Nekross to get the electricity back on

and power up that extractor.

But maybe there's more to a magic extractor.

Ursula, you've been in the one on their ship. What was it like?

It was full of dials and gizmos and things.

So maybe this whole studio is rigged.

Maybe this Nekross technology we can reach and maybe

we can throw a wrench in their works.

It beats waiting around to get older.

Now...

let's go find that tech.

MURMURS OF AGREEMENT

Look, there's another door.

So?

-We can use magic.

-Go on, then.

Give it a go.

Me? But...

-Are you sure?

-Yes!

When this is all over, we will teach you everything about magic.

Me and my gran and Randal Moon.

-That's a hobgoblin.

-A hobgoblin?!

-Are you kidding me?

-No, it'll be brilliant.

You belong with us now.

I've never belonged with anyone before.

You do now.

Wow. That was...different.

-But nice, yeah?

-Yes, nice.

But now maybe you should get us out of here.

See it unlocking.

Hear it unlocking.

See the door opening.

Make it happen.

CLUNKING

-I did it!

-Yes!

You're a natural.

Come on.

It's all clear. Come on.

I must return to Technician Jathro 15.

Find them, or the Scorpulus will feed well tonight.

OVERLAPPING CONVERSATIONS

Michael, over here!

I've found it!

This has got to be alien.

It's wired into the mains.

Could be some sort of power adaptor.

BANG!

Got the electricity back on.

They'll be able to activate the extractor.

-Power has been restored.

-Excellent!

The extractor will be online in 15 seconds.

What can we do?

We can't use magic against them.

You can't beat the Nekross with a spell.

But you can magic up something that will.

-I need a crowbar or tyre iron, now.

-Got it.

Shvek-taga!

Extract the magic!

WHIRRING

PANICKED SHRIEKS

Ah!

WHIRRING STOPS

Why is it not working?

The wizards have sabotaged the power flow.

Varg, meet me at the studio.

It's like I'm always telling Tom - magic is all well and good,

but a man still needs to be practical.

Wizards, you've defied the Nekross.

PANICKED MURMURING

He was the one! It was him, he broke it.

Miranda, how could you?!

Congratulations, Miranda,

looks like you get the Snivelling Coward of the Year award.

So, there is little loyalty between wizards and those without magic.

There's no need for this.

You're intelligent beings. We can make a bargain.

-What are you talking about?

-It's all right, Ursula.

There's a way out of this.

-A way that benefits us all.

-You intrigue me, wizard.

Speak up!

Let us all go...

and I can take you somewhere that you can feed on magic for ever.

-The Neverside.

-Oh, Nathaniel!

-You can't!

-Why?

Ursula, there are extraordinary creatures over there.

Full of magic.

They're living things.

-It's wrong!

-It's survival for all of us!

Let us go and I will lead you...

..to the Neverside.

No.

You won't.

Sprash mus-wan-da!

SQUEAKING

Guh!

Oh, you're better than I thought.

Ugh!

The Nekross never make bargains!

With wizards or...with rodents.

-LEXI:

-Since you refuse to submit, we shall take other measures.

BEEPING

Lexi to the Zarantulus.

Report, Lexi.

And do not disappoint your king.

Father, I promise you shall feast as never before.

My sensors indicate your extractor is inoperative.

This bodes badly.

You must bring the Zarantulus to Earth for bulk transportation.

We're waiting for you. We have 100 wizards ripe with magic.

I shall come and I shall devour them all!

-VARG:

-The Zarantulus will rendezvous in six minutes,

when you will all be transported aboard and your magic extracted.

-LEXI:

-And then your worthless bodies will be ejected into space.

-VARG:

-And since you have no magic, you, Michael Clarke,

will be the first to feel the freezing embrace of the void.

VARG CACKLES

So, Tom, do you have a girlfriend?

Not any more.

-Well, newsflash...

-Shh!

PHONE RINGS

Chloe, move!

ZAPPING

Ah!

Yes, Benny, what is it?

I might have found another way to get everyone out.

But it's not going to be easy and the Zarantulus is on its way.

They're going to bring everybody onto it.

Your gran, your dad...

-Everybody.

-How long have we got?

'I don't know. Maybe five minutes?'

I'll stop it.

Whatever it takes, I'll stop it. Just get my dad and my gran out of there.

Don't worry. I will.

The Zarantulus is on course.

Do not let the wizards escape.

-LEXI:

-Fear not, Father, they shall not.

Amo-flashba.

BUZZING

-Chloe!

-Ouch!

-That thing kicks!

-They've protected it with a force field.

BEEPING

Ah, someone's attempted to meddle with the receiver.

Come, sister, quickly.

Guards!

BEEPING

BOOMING

It's coming.

The Zarantulus.

How do we stop a spaceship?

Magic won't work on the Zarantulus.

But it will work on the weather.

We need a storm. A big one!

-A supernatural storm.

-Can you do that?

Not on my own.

I don't have enough magic.

I'm going to need your help.

It's going to be dangerous.

I trust you, Tom.

BUZZING AND BEEPING

WHIRRING

How might Technician Jathro assist?

-I don't know if I can do this.

-You can. I know you can.

You're a wizard.

And you're with me.

We can do anything.

-Just believe it.

-I believe you.

Here, hold my hands.

Feel the magic in me.

Focus on it.

Like you'll never let it go.

Not for anything.

Not for anything, ever.

Shalan...mezhulah!

RUMBLING

THUNDERCLAPS

RUMBLING AND PANICKED MURMURING

-LEXI:

-What is happening?

All meteorological indicators were negative!

ALARM BLARES

KING NEKROSS SHOUTS

I suspect your magical friend has been playing with the elements.

-But you are no wizard, are you?

-Me? No, no, no, no, no.

-I'm the same as you.

-The same?

In what way?

We're both geeks.

Geeks?

I'm afraid that word doesn't sound entirely complimentary.

It isn't, but that's what people call us.

Nerds, tech-heads.

What do Varg and Lexi call you?

Technician 15.

Bet that means "nerd" in Nekross.

I believe I must concur.

And I congratulate you on your electromagnetic pulse device.

-Most ingenious, if primitive.

-Thanks!

It's only experimental and it only goes for one pulse at a time,

but I was pretty happy with the effect.

I-I suppose it depends on what method of flux compression

you employ.

You know, this is really cool, us talking science.

I suppose every geek loves feedback.

HARSH BUZZING, JATHRO WHIMPERS

THUNDERCLAPS

-I can't do this much longer!

-Just hold on!

I've got you!

Mr Clarke!

Benny! Where's Tom?

No time, I'm going to get you out.

There are microcircuits in the glove that control the force field.

Whatever you just said, I hope you're right.

Oh, you marvellous boy!

Clever geek.

-Exquisite Excellencies.

-What is it?

-The wizards are escaping.

It's no good. The storm can't hold it any longer.

HE GUFFAWS

Did you really think escape would be so simple, wizards?

-Out of our way.

-You have nowhere to run, wizards. Admit defeat.

-Never.

The Zarantulus hovers above the studio.

There is no hope of escape.

There is always hope.

THEY GASP

And whatever you do to us, wizards will never give up.

-Will we?

-No way.

You came here to hunt us, for food.

We're not livestock.

We have got families and people we love

and you are not taking them from us.

HUBBUB

We are making a stand. Right here, right now.

HE SCOFFS

100 wizards and all that magic.

Your magic cannot harm the Nekross, only feed us.

You are helpless.

No!

Maybe there's a reason you don't get 100 wizards

together in one place.

All that magic. Just think what it could do.

It's not just magic you've got to worry about. It is science too.

HE HISSES

Magic is an energy.

You know what happens when you get too much energy in one place.

-It explodes.

-Nekross want a feast?

I reckon this time you've bitten off more than you can chew.

100 wizards.

-You look scared, Lexi.

-You should be. 100 angry wizards.

This is no wizard victory, Tom Clarke,

and I promise you will regret this night.

We did it!

CHEERING

Hurrah for us!

We beat them.

-But they will be back.

-They're hungry.

If I were them, I would think twice. We were amazing tonight.

Most of you were. Not so sure about Nathanial.

Shall we see about turning him back again?

I suppose. It is a shame he turned out to be such a wimp.

I quite liked him.

So how does it feel to be a wizard?

Magical.

You won't be alone again. You have us. You will always have me.

By the way, what was that newsflash earlier?

Tom Clarke gets a new girlfriend.

-Will that happen every time?

-I don't know.

I'm not sure I deserve your kindness.

-But I was desperate.

-Maybe it's time we stopped being scared.

Time to stop hiding from each other.

We just showed the Nekross that together we can take them on

and beat them.

-I suppose we did.

-No suppose about it.

We've all got Scrying Mirrors.

We can use them to communicate, to pass information, to plan,

to work against the Nekross.

The Unenchanteds had their World Wide Web.

This will be our Wizard Wide Web.

A network of mirrors.

If it means we can keep in touch...

Are you sure? I'd rather keep in touch with a marsh goblin.

What happened? What happened?

-There were creatures...

-Creatures?

-Yeah.

-You mean with snake-like things on their heads?

-Yeah.

Oh, they were part of the show. Just actors.

The show? Have I missed the show?

-I'd better get Mrs Meeks home.

-Yeah.

But...

-I'm going to see you again.

-You bet.

Once you've got me all trained up, we are going to take

those Nekross on like a couple of withered ninjas.

Us and Benny.

OK. But tomorrow, just you and me.

Peterdain Square. Two o'clock.

It's a date.

Come on, Mrs Meeks. Let's go home.

-See you, Benny. Bye, Tom.

-Bye.

-So?

-So?!

-I'm a wizard.

-I just wanted to say good night.

-Good night, Mrs Meeks.

-And thank you.

-Whatever for?

-Tons. Everything.

Looking after me and putting up with the weird stuff.

-Just being fantastic.

-That's because you're fantastic.

Weird stuff or not.

-You are special, Chloe, in every way.

-Isn't life just amazing?

-Oh, yeah.

-It is.

-It's going to keep getting better and better. I know it is.

I just know it.

Of course it is, but if there's ever the odd day

when it's not, I'll still be here for you.

Whatever happens.

Now, sleep tight.

I'm a wizard!

And we shall feas-s-s-st on you!

Let me go! Let me go!

-Your screams are useless. The Nekross have no mercy!

-Only hunger.

-Put her in the extractor. I want to feed on her.

-No, no!

You thought you could defeat the Nekross, wizard girl!

Ha-ha-ha!

You are good for nothing but a feasting.

I shall think of this meal as courtesy of Tom Clarke.

He will get you for this. You won't win.

Extract the magic!

I'm sorry, mate.

Come on.

I don't keep you in bread and milk for the fun of it.

You're supposed to give me answers.

Show yourself in the name of the magical line of Crowe.

They'll find their lives are greatly changed now they're rearranged!

I'm Benny Sherwood. And I've got magic!