Two young orphans living in the sewers are forced to find direction in a bigger world they don't understand when those who rule society pull them apart.
INT. FROGAIA SEWERS-DAY
Below the bustling streets of the Frogaia capital district
lies the system of sewer tunnels, a small camp set up in a
broken section of wall in the tunnel.
Two children sit next to each other in the dingy setup.
WILBUR (15) is a young boy with curly brown hair and purple
eyes. RAT (15) is his twin sibling, who watches him scratch a
heist plan into the dirt with a distant, dumbfounded look.
It’s a pretty simple distract and
snatch setup, just do what you do
best and I’ll handle the get away.
Rat nods quickly and stands up with energy, holding a book
close to their chest.
Yummies here we come!
Rat scurries over to a pile of cloth lifts it to tuck their
precious book under the sheets, other small trinkets hide in
Rat hesitates, flipping through a few pages but closing it
back on the cover. The title is in English but they can’t
read any of the book’s text.
They set the book in it’s safe place before joining Wilbur.
The both of them giggle, running towards a ladder going up.
EXT. FROGAIA STREETS-DAY
The street above is still dirty as carts and people move
through, and the sewer twins don’t stick out too much.
The city guards do stick out though, their teal armor
glimmering in the sun. A handful drift between streets.
Rat stares at the soldiers as Wilbur examines the wares on
Wilbur gets Rat’s attention and points at a barrel next to a
food stand. They both grin and share a nod.
Splitting up, Wilbur gets into position to snatch the barrel.
Rat takes off in the other direction, close to some guards.
Spotting someone buying an apple, Rat smirks deviously. The
person takes a step away from the vendor and nearly takes a
bite from the apple when Rat cries out.
WAAAAH! Give it back! No fair!
The person pauses, staring at Rat confused. Two guards are
stirred by the outcry and approach.
What’s the matter?
Rat turns to the guards with a pathetic, quivering face on
the verge of tears. They shakily point at the apple.
Took my apple! No fair, NO FAIR!
The man looks between the guards and Rat stunned.
Woah hey! I just bought this!
At the other end of the street, Wilbur watches attention
shift to Rat and snakes the barrel out of sight.
Rat sees Wilbur disappear out of the corner of their eye.
The apple man brings the two guards back to the vendor, and
Rat stalks back into the shadows.
The apple vendor cranes her neck to get a look at Rat.
It’s that one street rat!
One guard dashes straight for Rat who breaks into a full
sprint down a crowded alley.
The guard easily catches Rat, grabbing them by the back of
their tunic and hoisting them off the ground.
The second guard catches up.
Seriously? Why bother with the kid?
Annoying street rats are exactly
what the barracks were asking for
right? Royal decree and everything.
Rat struggles against the guard’s grip fruitlessly.
The barracks will crush the little
thing! It can’t even throw a punch.
Not my problem, just have to get
the urchins off the streets.
The two guards drag a struggling Rat away as Wilbur below
pulls the stolen barrel into their little camp.
Yummies for all!
Wilbur puts his arms in the air in celebration to silence.
Wilbur quickly looks around the camp to find no sibling.
No no no!
INT. CASTLE BARRACKS-NIGHT
Rat is lead through immaculate stone halls by an man with
more impressive armor than the street guards.
Rat’s face quivers as their gaze stays fixated on the walls.
The older man opens a door to a large room filled with bunk
beds. Rat stumbles into the room, amazed at the space.
A bunch of kids and teens peek out from the beds to get a
look at the newcomer.
Rat breathes heavily in panic, pressing themselves against
the door, finding it locked as the others approach them.
INT. OLD SEWERS-NIGHT
Wilbur sprints through older tunnels of the sewers. He jumps
up to whatever viewports he can find to the streets above.
Stumbling blindly through the tunnels, he pauses at a strange
light further down.
Cautiously, he peeks past a corner to see the altar past a
broken down wall.
Wilbur climbs up into the old worship space, a tall statue
casts a shadow over the other half of the hall.
Wilbur stares up at the strange creature depicted, once he
stands at the front of the statue he glares at the face.
Wilbur takes a step away from the statue, scared.
Know my name child. Monke, the one
you return to.
Can you help me?
I so love drama, do explain.
My twin... the shinies have stolen
them to a place I can’t help them.
That’s easy, power against those
who wrong you is a simple gift.
Really?! You can-
Simple is not something I enjoy. If
you desire a gift, then I want
How do I do that then?
How much do you value your sanity?
Wilbur glances away from the statue, thinking.
Don’t think I use it that much?
Fantastic news. The power I offer
will come at the cost of your moral
mind, your kind never needed it
anyways. Do you accept?
A small stream of mist extends from the statue in the form of
a hand, shimmering in rainbow tones.
I just need my sibling back,
whatever I need to do.
That’s the spirit! Let chaos reign!
Rainbow tinted mist pours from the statue as it giggles. The
mist coalesces into a form similar to the statue.
The figure swirls around Wilbur and the color of his eyes
shift to reflect the rainbow coloration. He clutches his
INT. CASTLE BARRACKS-DAY
The group of teens come back into the barracks, all exhausted
from training still wearing the thin cloth armor.
Rat falls into one the bunks, not bothering to change out of
How does EVERYTHING hurt at once?
Some of the others giggle at the exclamation.
It’s better than the orphanage,
well at least the beds, the work is
about even ugh.
The children murmur in agreement, Rat sits up from their bunk
I’m not from an orphanage.
Oh, no wonder you smell like a rat.
Rat gives the orphan a blank stare before glancing back at
the bunk, pulling the soft bedding between their rough hands.
I’m.. going to get changed.
The other orphans turn to their own chatter as Rat leaves the
room. Walking down the hall, they start undoing the armor.
INT. CASTLE WASHROOM-DAY
The washroom has plenty of hooks to hang up the uniform cloth
armor, and an intricate setup of simple mechanics for a early
form of running water in the large basins in the room.
Rat hangs their armor up before cautiously approaching the
water basin. Curious, they fiddle with some of the knobs.
Rat scrambles back as their efforts cause the water to spout
forth. Amazed, Rat runs their hand under the water stream.
Watching the grime wash off their hand, Rat quickly washes
the rest of their arms.
Shaking themself dry, they poke at the knobs bewildered.
Unnoticed by Rat, a few bricks in the wall behind them slip
out. Wilbur peeks through the hole he’s made.
His face brightens as he sees Rat but he has to duck out of
view when the other orphans come into the room.
Aye! Rat, how’d you get the water
After putting their armor up the orphans crowd around the
Rat looks at the other orphans confused before pointing at
Yes you, I think it’s pretty
The other orphans pass Rat to splash in the water, but Rat
still stands separate than them.
Wilbur glances around the space behind the wall and rushes
Rat crosses their arms and leaves the washroom, gaze distant.
INT. CASTLE HALLS-DAY
As Rat walks through the halls, a strange fire of shifting
rainbow colors catches their attention.
Rat approaches the fire and it zips away down the hall, Rat
instantly going to chase it.
The fire only leaves Rat’s view when it escapes through a
strange opening in the castle wall.
INT. SECRET TUNNEL-DAY
The rainbow flame jumps into Wilbur’s hand and flickers out,
leaving the crumbling stone space dark.
Rat cautiously steps into the old stonework tunnel, hand
extended to touch the wall as they walk forward.
Wilbur wraps Rat into a tight hug, they embrace for a moment.
How did you find this place? How
did you get here? Was the fire you?
It doesn’t matter now! We can go
back and leave the shinies behind!
Wilbur puts Rat’s book into their hands. Rat stares at the
title, words they can’t read. Not yet.
What happened Wilbur?
I got help! I received a gift that
would let me save you, Monke helped
Wilbur confidently takes a step away from the hole in the
wall, holding onto Rat’s arm. He pauses when Rat doesn’t move
Wilbur... maybe we could stay?
What?! They stole you!
What’s there to go back to? Maybe
we can work together to make a life
here! Just wait until you-
I don’t care about any of that! I
want you, I just need my twin.
Don’t worry! We’re always gonna be
twins, let’s at least try. This
could be our only chance at this.
I don’t like it. I don’t belong
here anyways, their types wouldn’t
like me at all.
You can stay in the tunnels! It’ll
be our secret base and I’ll sneak
you all sorts of stuff and we can
hang out here in whenever! We’ll
watch each other’s back.
Like we always do...
Yeah! Somewhere here... there’s a
way to read the book, so much more
we don’t understand. Maybe...
Rat turns to Wilbur with a wide smile, clutching their book.
Wilbur’s face brightens to match Rat’s smile. After a pause
they hug again and Rat exits back into the castle halls.