Episode 1: “Burning Contract”

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[Scene 1 – The Return]

The sound of footsteps echoing through a dim, concrete hallway. Faint smoke drifts through the air as Blaze walks forward, his expression cold, his eyes tired. Neon lights flicker above him, casting long shadows across the walls. He reaches a large metal door, opens it, and steps inside.

Inside, a group of men sit around a table filled with money and weapons. The room smells of cigarettes and metal. At the far end sits the Boss — a tall man in a dark suit, gold rings glinting on his fingers, and a cruel smile on his face.

Boss: You’re late again, Blaze.

Blaze: I had to make sure no one followed me.

The Boss exhales smoke, leaning back in his chair. His eyes narrow as he pulls a small photo from his coat and slides it across the desk.

Boss: I’ve got a new job for you. Simple, if you do it right.

Blaze picks up the photo. It shows a massive government facility surrounded by guards and drones.

Blaze: What’s this place?

Boss: That’s where they’re keeping something I want — the plasma crystal. It’s locked in the center vault.

Blaze: The plasma crystal? Why would you want that?

Boss: You don’t get paid to ask questions, Blaze. You get paid to obey.

Blaze’s jaw tightens. His right hand glows faintly as a spark of flame dances across his knuckles.

Blaze: And what do I get out of this?

Boss: Let’s just say… you’ll get to see your family again — properly this time.

The room falls silent. Blaze stares at him, the faint heat from his body making the air shimmer.

Blaze: …Fine. I’ll get your damn crystal.

He turns, his footsteps echoing as he leaves the room. The camera pans to the Boss smirking, smoke curling around his grin.

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[Title Card: “BLAZE — Episode 1: Burning Contract”]

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[Scene 2 – The Heist Begins]

The night sky glows faintly orange over the city skyline. Blaze stands atop a hill overlooking the facility — tall, gray, and heavily guarded. The wind blows through his dark hair as he scans the area.

Blaze: Guards on every corner… drones on rotation… a direct approach will get me killed.

He kneels, pressing his hand into the dirt. A small burst of fire flares under his palm as he mutters his plan to himself.

Blaze: Silent entry. Quick exit. No witnesses.

He jumps down from the cliff, landing silently. His boots hit the ground, and heat ripples around him. He approaches the fence and touches it lightly — the steel melts, leaving a small hole. He slips through and disappears into the shadows.

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[Scene 3 – Inferno in the Shadows]

Two guards patrol near a loading dock, chatting quietly. One of them pauses.

Guard 1: You feel that? It’s… hot.

Guard 2: Probably the generators again—

Before he can finish, a shadow moves behind them. Blaze extends his hand, and both guards freeze as their bodies begin to smoke. Their screams never come — they collapse silently, charred from within. Blaze steps over them without looking back.

Blaze: Should’ve stayed home tonight.

He moves through the corridors, every step careful, his eyes locked forward. The hum of machinery fills the air. He reaches a reinforced door with a glowing blue lock. Flames gather in his palm as he presses against it, and the lock melts away.

Inside, the plasma crystal floats within a containment field, glowing with a pulsating blue light.

Blaze: That’s it…

He reaches out and grabs it. The moment his fingers touch, the lights flash red.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

The alarm screams through the facility. Blaze spins around just as armed guards flood the hallway.

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[Scene 4 – Firestorm]

Guard: Put your hands where we can see—!

Blaze’s eyes ignite crimson. His body bursts into flames, the heat warping the air. Bullets fire — and melt midair before they reach him.

Blaze: Wrong move.

He thrusts his hand forward, releasing a massive fireball. One guard is instantly engulfed, screaming as flames consume him. Blaze spins, unleashing a wave of thin flames in every direction. The room becomes a storm of fire and smoke.

The guards stumble, blinded and panicked. Blaze grabs the crystal and sprints toward the exit. His footsteps echo through the hall as explosions erupt behind him.

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[Scene 5 – The Exchange]

Back at the Boss’s building, Blaze storms in, smoke still clinging to his clothes. He slams the crystal onto the desk. The blue glow lights up both their faces.

Boss: Good… good. You really don’t disappoint, Blaze.

Blaze: And what about the “reward” you promised?

The Boss smirks, picking up a small remote. He presses a button, and a hidden door slides open behind him. Inside stands Blaze’s wife and his young daughter. The girl runs forward, hugging Blaze’s leg tightly.

Daughter: Daddy!

Blaze kneels, holding her close, his eyes softening for the first time.

Blaze: I missed you, sweetheart…

Boss: That’s enough.

He waves his gun lazily, motioning toward the door. The girl doesn’t move. Blaze’s expression hardens.

Boss: I said, that’s enough.

The girl flinches as the Boss points the gun toward her. Blaze’s wife quickly pulls her back, disappearing into the room. The door closes.

The silence that follows is suffocating. Blaze’s entire body starts to steam, the air shimmering with heat.

Blaze: If you value your life… you’ll never do that again.

His hand slams down on the desk, branding it with a glowing burn mark. The Boss stares at it, unfazed, then smiles.

Boss: Then I guess you’d better keep working, Blaze. Wouldn’t want another accident, would we?

Blaze glares at him, flames flickering in his eyes, then turns and walks away without another word.

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[Scene 6 – Ending Scene]

Outside, Blaze stands under the moonlight. His hands still glow faintly red. The night wind cools the flames that flicker across his skin.

Blaze: One day… I’ll burn this whole deal to the ground.

Episode 2: “Scorched Bonds”

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[Scene 1 – The Boss’s Departure]

The camera pans across the dimly lit office, the aftermath of the last mission still visible — burn marks on the walls, broken furniture, and the faint smell of smoke. The Boss sits behind his desk, holding the plasma crystal Blaze retrieved. The eerie blue light reflects in his greedy eyes.

Boss: Hah… it’s even more beautiful than they said. Pure power… waiting to be owned.

He stands up, adjusts his coat, and pockets the crystal. Blaze watches from the corner of the room, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.

Blaze: What do you plan to do with that thing?

Boss: None of your concern. You did your part — now I’ll do mine.

Blaze: Meaning?

Boss: Meaning… I’ll let you breathe for another day.

The Boss smirks and heads toward the door. Two cars wait outside — armed men open the doors for him. He climbs in and drives off into the night, the red glow of the taillights fading into darkness. The remaining men scatter around the building.

Blaze watches silently, the flicker of anger in his eyes barely contained.

Blaze: He left… good. Time to get my family out of here.

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[Scene 2 – Breaking In]

The halls are empty. The hum of security lights echoes through the corridors. Blaze walks quietly toward the Boss’s private office. His boots crunch on the cracked tiles. The air feels heavier now, like the building itself is watching him.

Blaze: He keeps that remote in his desk drawer… the one that opens their door.

He enters the office — the smell of smoke and alcohol lingers. Papers are scattered, the desk cluttered. Blaze kneels down, crouching by the drawer. His hand reaches for the handle—

BEEP.

A thin red laser scans across his face. A high-pitched alarm screams through the building. Red lights flash everywhere.

Blaze: Damn it—!

Two metal doors on either side of the room hiss and slide open. From the shadows step four strange figures — the Boss’s personal henchmen.

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[Scene 3 – The Henchmen]

The camera pans across each one as they emerge into the flashing red light:

• Stretch — his arms and legs elongate unnaturally, bones cracking as they extend across the walls.

• Melt — his skin ripples and drips like molten wax, reforming with every movement.

• Morph — his face constantly shifts between different identities, never staying the same for more than a second.

• Veil — his body fades in and out of sight, his voice echoing from nowhere.

Stretch: You should’ve known better, Blaze. That drawer’s not for thieves.

Blaze: I’m not stealing. I’m taking back what’s mine.

Melt: Orders are orders. The boss said no one touches his things.

Blaze: Then tell him to come say it himself.

Veil (voice echoing): You talk too much.

Veil suddenly appears behind Blaze and swings a knife — Blaze dodges, flames bursting from his shoulder as he spins around.

Blaze: Fine. Guess I’ll just burn my way through.

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[Scene 4 – Inferno Clash]

Stretch’s arms shoot out, wrapping around Blaze like cables. Blaze grits his teeth as the pressure tightens.

Stretch: Don’t struggle. It’ll be quick.

Blaze: You’re right about one thing. It’ll be quick.

He ignites his entire body, flames exploding outward. Stretch screams as his arms ignite, snapping back, scorched and smoking.

Melt surges forward like liquid fire, slamming Blaze into a wall. Blaze punches him, but his hand sinks into Melt’s body.

Melt: You can’t hurt what doesn’t have a form.

Blaze grins, his arm glowing white-hot.

Blaze: Maybe not… but I can still evaporate you.

He unleashes a fiery blast from his palm, vaporizing a chunk of Melt’s torso. Melt collapses into a bubbling puddle, groaning in pain.

Morph leaps from behind, his arms morphing into blades. Blaze ducks and counters with a spinning kick wreathed in fire, sending Morph flying through a desk. Veil rushes again, invisible — but Blaze’s flames fill the air, outlining his form. He grabs Veil by the neck and slams him into the floor, flames bursting beneath his hand.

Smoke fills the room. Only Melt remains conscious, his melted form shaking with fear.

Blaze: Still want to fight?

Melt glares but doesn’t move. Suddenly — the sound of car engines roars outside.

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[Scene 5 – The Boss Returns]

The office doors burst open. The Boss steps in, surrounded by armed men. His voice cuts through the smoke like a knife.

Boss: Enough.

The henchmen immediately back away. Blaze stands, body still glowing faintly from the heat.

Blaze: You set me up.

Boss: Oh, Blaze. You set yourself up. You should know by now — I don’t trust fire. It burns too easily.

He walks slowly toward Blaze, brushing ashes off his coat.

Boss: I just bought half the city. Which means, technically… I own you.

Blaze: I don’t care who you bought. You’ll never own me.

Boss: Maybe not. But I still own what you love.

He turns toward his men.

Boss: Pack it up. We’re moving out.

The men start loading crates and files into trucks. The Boss scribbles something on a piece of paper and tosses it onto the burnt desk.

Boss: This is the new address. You’ll come when I call. Or your little family gets… misplaced.

Blaze’s expression hardens. His fists clench, fire flickering between his fingers.

Blaze: You touch them again, and I’ll—

Boss: —do nothing. Because if you lose control, I lose interest. And if I lose interest… I’ll find someone else to do the burning.

He looks toward the back wall and nods to two guards.

Boss: Bring them.

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[Scene 6 – The Family Taken]

The guards press a switch. A hidden door slides open, revealing Blaze’s wife and daughter standing behind the glass. The little girl’s eyes widen when she sees him.

Daughter: Daddy!

She runs toward him, but one of the men grabs her roughly, lifting her off the ground. She kicks and struggles, screaming his name. Blaze’s body glows violently red, steam rising from the floor beneath him.

Blaze: Let her go…

The Boss turns his head slightly, smirking.

Boss: Calm down, Blaze. We wouldn’t want another accident.

Blaze’s fire fades, his breathing ragged as he forces himself to calm down. His wife clutches their daughter tightly as they’re dragged away.

Boss: Good man. Learn to control that temper. You’ll need it where we’re going.

The Boss walks out the door. The truck engines start, rumbling as the convoy drives off into the night. Blaze stands frozen, fists trembling.

The camera pans around Blaze, now alone in the half-empty building. The lights flicker out one by one. He falls to one knee, slamming his fist into the ground — cracks spread across the concrete as sparks fly.

Blaze: He thinks he owns me… thinks he owns everything…

Flames crawl up his arms, lighting the dark room.

Blaze: But fire can’t be caged.

His eyes burn bright, the reflection of the plasma crystal glowing faintly in his mind. The scene fades to black as embers rise into the air.