Not Done Yet

Intro – 8s, rain, distant sirens]

Hero (urgent, quiet):

Stay with me. Don’t close your eyes.

Isaiah (weak):

I’m still here… just hurts to breathe.

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City sounds feel far away,

Like I’m sinking but I’m awake,

Every spark I used to command

Feels heavy now inside my hands.

I tried to stand, I tried to fight,

But they found the crack in my light,

If this is where my story ends—

Tell the city I kept my promise.

Hero (spoken):

You don’t get to decide that alone.

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Isaiah:

What if I can’t get back up?

Hero:

Then you lean.

Isaiah:

On who?

Hero:

On me—

Like I leaned on you.

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Both:

We’re not done yet, hear my voice,

Pain don’t cancel the choice,

Even broken, even bent,

Hearts still beat with intent.

We’re not done yet, not tonight,

Dark don’t win just ’cause it fights,

If the city still believes—

Then so do we.

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I’ve worn wounds like they were fate,

Thought walking away was keeping people safe,

But you showed me strength ain’t clean,

It’s staying when you’re bleeding.

You don’t need powers to matter here,

Courage don’t vanish when the end feels near,

So listen close, don’t drift away—

You’re more than the spark you gave away.

Isaiah (faint laugh):

You always talk like this?

Hero:

Only when it counts.

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(Metal clinks, a lighter flicks)

Unknown Voice:

Man… you two always wait till things get dramatic?

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Marco:

Name’s Marco—yeah, the one you never saw,

I move through systems, doors, and laws,

I’ve been cutting feeds, rerouting eyes,

While villains thought they owned the skies.

Isaiah, you lit the match, that’s true,

But movements need more than just one fuse,

I don’t glow, I don’t fly, I don’t bend the air—

I just show up when nobody’s there.

Hero (surprised):

You’re late.

Marco:

Nah.

I’m right on time.

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Hero:

We’re not done yet—backup’s here.

Marco:

Told you—fear hates volunteers.

Isaiah:

Guess the city’s got more than two…

All:

That’s how revolutions break through.

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Marco:

I’ll get him out. I know the routes.

Hero:

I’ll hold the line, keep pressure down.

Isaiah:

And I’ll stand—

Even if it’s slow.

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Hero:

You ready, Isaiah?

Isaiah (steady breath):

Yeah…

Just don’t walk ahead without me.

Marco:

Then let’s move.

The city’s still watching.