Cover shows a movie-style cowboy in a white hat, stepping across a landscape that's slowly transitioning from daguerrotype badlands through black and white movie lot western town to four-color cityscape. ____________________________________________________________________________ .|, COHERENT An ASHistory Series --+------------------------------------------------------------------------- '|` SUPER STORIES #12 - Legend of the White Hat Featuring The White Hat copyright 2007 by Dave Van Domelen ____________________________________________________________________________ CARD: LEGEND OF THE WHITE HAT STARRING: CLAYTON GRANGER DIRECTED BY: GUS RIDER copyright Rider Studios MCMXIV CARD: The year was 1893, and the West was still wild... [Abe Landon is on horseback, galloping hell bent for leather through the Arizona badlands. Well, a revolving painting of them. Wind from a fan off-camera blows at his hair and nearly whips off his white ten-gallon hat.] CARD: "They're still behind me!" [Several bandits in black hats are on horseback in front of the same background, firing their pistols with exaggerated bursts of black powder smoke. Camera switches back to Abe, who ducks under one of the shots. Cut back to the bandits, whose leader shouts something.] CARD: "He's headed for a box canyon, boys!" [Abe pulls his horse up short against a wall painted to look like a cliff face. He wheels the horse around and looks about in panic.] CARD: No way out! [The bandits form a semicircle around Abe, pointing their pistols at him. The leader addresses him.] CARD: "I'll be taking the deed to the Bar-K Ranch, now!" [Abe, in a closeup, shouts back defiantly.] CARD: "Over my dead body, Rogers!" [The bandits open fire, and Abe falls off his horse, dramatically clutching his heart. Close up on the leering bandit leader, Rogers.] CARD: "Guess I'll oblige you, Abe. Now the Bar-K is mine!" [Rogers pulls a rumpled piece of paper out of Abe's saddlebag, then hands Abe's horse off to one of his men. They ride off laughing. Iris out.] CARD: Two years pass ~ [Dirk Landon is riding through the badlands, when he does an exaggerated take, indicating he's spotted something interesting. He urges his horse to pick up the pace, and in moments is dismounting next to where a white hat hangs from a low cactus.] CARD: "That looks like uncle Abe's hat!" [Medium shot as Dirk picks the hat up from the cactus and brushes off some of the trail dust.] CARD: "No one ever knew where he went!" [Siezed by a fit of whimsy, Dirk doffs his own battered hat and puts on the strangely pristine white hat. His eyes go wide with shock. In a very crude splitscreen, a half-strength ghostly Abe appears next to Dirk. The ghost speaks.] CARD: "Jack Rogers killed me! Avenge your family, Dirk!" [Dirk's expression becomes one of grim determination. He addresses the ghost.] CARD: "Worse than that, he took over the ranch and married your widowed wife!" [The ghost looks horrified. He points imperiously.] CARD: "AVENGE ME!" [Iris out.] CARD: But Jack Rogers was a powerful man in Arizona now, and not so easy to accuse of murder ~ [Iris in. Dirk is being given the bum's rush out of a saloon by several burly thugs, recognizable as part of the gang that killed Abe. One taunts Dirk as the man in the white hat picks himself up from the dust.] CARD: "And STAY out!" [Abe's ghost appears and takes a swing at the thug, but in a fairly impressive special effect for 1914, his fist passes through to no effect. Dirk frowns and walks away, Abe catching up and trying to convince him to return to the saloon, but Dirk waves him off. After a few repeats of this, Dirk turns to Abe and explains.] CARD: "Unless you got some special ghost powers, the direct approach isn't going to work." [Closeup on a pondering Dirk.] CARD: "What we need is to trick him into confessing to the dirty deed ~" [End of reel.] * * * * CARD: White Hat versus the M O O N O I D S ! Starring Clayton Granger as The White Hat copyright MCMXXXIX CARD: PART 5 - Rocket To The Moon! ~ The White Hat had been getting ready for a little performance at the old Bar-K Ranch when his old enemy, Jack Rogers, showed up looking to settle old scores. But Rogers was backed up by strange mechanical men, and captured Eddie! The White Hat was able to rescue Eddie, but discovered that Rogers was in league with strange aliens from outer space ~ the Moonoids! Now he must find a way to chase Rogers all the way to the Moon ~ [White Hat (Dirk Landon) is in a generic scientific laboratory, full of various sciencey props. He's talking to Doctor Phillips, last seen in "The White Hat and the Underground Empire".] WHITE HAT Doc, I just gotta go to the Moon! Jack Rogers is in cahoots with some evil Moonoids, and if I can't find a way to stop him, there might be a full-on alien invasion! DOCTOR PHILLIPS (fiddling with dials) White Hat, I understand the gravity of this situation all too well. I've been tracking the activities of the Moonoids for some time, and I would have been calling you soon to ask you to go there myself. WHITE HAT Great! When do we leave? DOCTOR PHILLIPS As soon as I get the last shipment of fuel, my rocket will be ready to take off. Come on, I'll show you around so you can familiarize yourself with the controls. [Wipe to an underground lair with papier mache stone walls. Jack Rogers is standing around looking nervous, surrounded by mechanical men that look like actors wearing cardboard cylinders painted silver. A viewscreen on one wall hums to life, revealing the Moonoid Leader, a man in a black skullcap and Fu Manchu mustache, wearing a vaguely silly robe festooned with lightning bolt patterns.] MOONOID LEADER Report, Earthman! What is the status of your preparations? JACK ROGERS I've found a source of Uranium, my lord. It's right under the Bar-K Ranch, I just need to eliminate the White Hat and it's all ours. MOONOID LEADER What? You haven't eliminated that interloper yet? I gave you an army of mechanical men, Moonoid science beyond anything your primitive world can create, and a single man still eludes your grasp? Do you have any other bad news to report? JACK ROGERS (nervous) Uh, yes, dire leader. The White Hat has found out about the Moonoid invasion plans, and I think he's going to try to go to the Moon. He must think I'm up there with you, my liege. But don't worry! I have a plan to kill the White Hat and everyone who might know about the invasion, in one blow! MOONOID LEADER (furious) It had better work, Earthman! Or my mechanical men may just dismantle you for spare parts and then seek out a more effective agent! Communications out! [The screen goes black. Jack Rogers points to two of the mechanical men.] JACK ROGERS You, you! Come with me. We have a rocket to blow up! [Wipe to the interior of the rocketship, which looks like the inside of an airplane cockpit but with more dials and flashing lights. White Hat is wearing a bubble-helmeted silver space suit, with his trademark hat resting jauntily atop the helmet. Eddie, a tow-headed teenager, is in a similar suit in the copilot's seat. Abe's ghost fades into view standing behind the White Hat. Oddly, he's also in a spacesuit.] EDDIE Gee, White Hat! I never thought I'd ever be inside a real live rocketship! The other kids are gonna be so green about it! WHITE HAT (smiling) Well, Rogers did kidnap you, it's only fair you get a shot at capturing him right back. You okay back there, Uncle Abe? ABE'S GHOST They never had a contraption like this back in my day, I tell ya. And ya look like a durned fool wearing my hat on top of that fishbowl. WHITE HAT Well, when I tried wearing it under the helmet, you said you felt like you were being crumpled up into a coffin, would you rather I go back to that? EDDIE (confused look) I sure wish I could hear the other side of the conversation when you talk to yer uncle's ghost, White Hat. WHITE HAT (laughing) Oh, you're not missing much, Eddie. At least you don't think I'm crazy anymore. ABE'S GHOST (sticking out tongue) Oh, yer crazy all right, but it's not MY fault. DOCTOR PHILLIPS (off screen, as if over radio link) How are you settling in, White Hat? WHITE HAT (leans in towards a microphone) Everything's checking out, Doc. How are we on fuel? DOCTOR PHILLIPS (radio) Almost topped off, but I'd rather wait for the last truck to get here. You have enough to get to the Moon, but might not have enough to get back. Better safe than sorry. [Wipe to a back road. A tanker truck is trundling along past a stand of trees. Suddenly a black sedan pulls out from behind the trees and comes alongside the truck.] DRIVER Hey, buddy! Watch where you're driving! I got rocket fuel here! [Switch to a rear-projection shot with a static truck in closeup and scenery moving past on the other side. A mechanical man is clambering up onto the truck's running board, and reaches into the cabin, clamping his vise-like hand onto the driver's throat.] DRIVER AAAACK! (dies) [Wider shot, truck with mechanical man clinging to the side slows to a stop. The sedan pulls up next to it. Rogers and another mechanical man emerge from the sedan and walk over to the truck. The first mechanical man pulls the dead driver from the cabin and shoves him away.] JACK ROGERS Number fifty-three, you will drive this truck to the airstrip and crash it into the rocket, understood? Good. Number thirty-seven and I will follow, you are to rejoin us after the explosion, if you survive. [The first mechanical man gets into the truck and drives it off. Rogers and the other mechanical man walk towards the sedan. Wipe to the rocket cockpit.] WHITE HAT (leaning in to the radio) Hey, Doc, I think I see the fuel truck coming. Seems to be in an awful hurry. Guess he wants to drop off his dangerous load and go home, heh. EDDIE (worried) White Hat, doesn't the driver look a little strange to you? ABE'S GHOST It's one of those clockwork owlhoots! [Cut to the truck bearing down on the rocket. There's a tremendous explosion!] CARD: BE HERE NEXT WEEK FOR PART SIX ~ "Explosive Force!" * * * * The old man chuckled and got up from his seat. "Excuse me, this is where I came in," he apologized to the couple between him and the aisle. "What a load of nonsense," he muttered under his breath as he headed for the exit. "Moonoids. Uranium under the Bar-K. Hah. And he really *does* look like a fool in that spacesuit. Guess the studio fellas wanted to compete against all those new Mysterymen," he coughed, pushing open the door and stepping out into the Saturday afternoon sunlight. "Jack Rogers," a weathered voice croaked. The old man turned, shocked, to see a man nearly as old as he was, wearing a pristine white ten-gallon hat. "Dirk?" the old man's jaw dropped. The real man who had been played on the screen by Clayton Granger for over twenty years stared at Jack with eyes full of cold anger. "It's time for a reckoning, Rogers." "Damn it, Dick, it's been over for years. You got your revenge with all these damned movies. Maybe I never did jail time, but you managed to put away all my old friends, and ruined me financially. And then you made me into a laughingstock," the old man gestured at the "White Hat" movie poster behind him. "I couldn't even sue you for libel, you somehow managed to dig up just enough evidence to create reasonable doubt, even if it wasn't enough to indict me. I suppose your dead uncle's ghost had something to do with that?" Rogers sneered. "You never believed Abe's restless spirit was haunting me, Rogers. But his voice just gets louder every year. He's not like the friendly spirit the Hollywood fellas came up with, either. He's all blood and screams and damnation every minute of every day. I can't even get rid of the hat, it finds its way back to me, screaming for your blood. Fine. I may spend the rest of my years in jail for this, but they'll be *quiet* years." "Wait, no..." Rogers protested as Dirk cocked the hammer on his revolver. "Don't kill me, I'll confess..." BLAM! "Not good enough for Abe, I'm afraid," Dirk sighed, holstering the pistol. "I hope you two are good company for each other in hell." Rogers gurgled, blood filling his lungs, as he collapsed onto the sidewalk. Funny, he thought, it was a lot messier than in the movies. His vision went black as he felt something land on his face. That damned hat. "Maybe now you'll let me rest, Uncle Abe," Dirk said. And Jack Rogers died then, as the unholy laughter of a man he'd shot over forty years ago echoed in his ears.... ============================================================================ Next Issue: Still no actual plans. Not that this one was planned either. :) ============================================================================ Author's Notes: This is one of those cases where I get a sudden inspiration and it turns into a full story with very little effort...fortunately I had the morning more or less free to write it, or it might have driven me nuts. :) Anyway, while doing my morning walk, I was pondering what holes there might be in the First Age that I could try plugging with a story, and my thoughts turned to the recent issue of Welcome to Tranquility, with its horror western elements. I really had no cowboy hero types, although there was a sort of vague implication that there were some fantastic elements running around in Victorian/Wild West times. A few minutes of turning the idea over in my head, and I decided I didn't want to actually write a story necessarily set in the late 1800s, but there was also the whole Gene Autry sort of thing floating around I could draw on. And by doing most of the story as movie scripts, I could meet the "experimental format" goal I had set for Coherent Super-Stories. The silent film section is actually an oater version of Hamlet, in case it wasn't obvious. And the Saturday Serial chapter took its inspiration from things like "The Undersea Kingdom" with Crash Corrigan mixed with all those singing cowboy movies Gene Autry did. I don't think Gene himself ever battled those walking trashcans that appeared in every third or fourth serial, but I wouldn't be a bit surprised if he did. :) Clayton Granger is, of course, a reference to Clayton Moore, the most famous portrayer of the Lone Ranger. Abe and Dirk Landon as well as Jack Rogers were names more or less pulled out of thin air, although Michael Landon (Little House on the Prairie) probably had some influence. The whole ghost schtick appears a lot in western-themed comics (Ghost/Night Rider, for instance), as do the Significant Object and the Stolen Property. I'm not really a big aficionado of the genre, but I know enough to get by. As far as most people in the ASH Universe know, the White Hat is purely fictional, a sort of poor man's Lone Ranger. The majority of his adventures took place in the late 1890s and the first few years of the 1900s, and the early movies were based on those real adventures (although he was generally more successful against the fictional Jack Rogers than the real one). The more bizarre stories of the serial age were pure Hollywood, though, as Dirk had largely retired and was trying (ultimately without success) to ignore Abe's howls. I haven't decided yet what happened to Dirk after he killed Jack, in part to leave open the possibility of further stories (for me, or for other writers). It strikes me that if he did go on trial, that's the sort of thing that deserves a story of its own, not simply a summary. ============================================================================ For all the back issues, plus additional background information, art, and more, go to http://www.eyrie.org/~dvandom/ASH ! To discuss this issue or any others, either just hit "followup" to this post, or check out our Yahoo discussion group, which can be found at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ash_stories/ ! There's also a LiveJournal interest group for ASH, check it out at http://www.livejournal.com/interests.bml?int=academy+of+super-heroes ============================================================================