Date: December 18, 1995
Location: Alexander Kaine's Villa, Hollywood Hills
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The night air in the Hills was crisp but perfumed—rosemary hedges and faint citrus, cut by the salt of the Pacific in the far-off dark. Alexander Kaine's villa wasn't ostentatious. It was _curated_—stone floors from Florence, modernist LA glass, fireplaces that looked sculpted by Rothko, and staff that moved like shadows.
Drew Barrymore and Courteney Cox stood near the grand piano in the sunken lounge, barefoot, wine glasses in hand. Drew, all honey-blonde chaos and vintage Chanel. Courteney, sharp and simmering in a sleeveless black number, watching everyone with the calculated eye of someone who'd clawed her way up too long to relax fully.
"Why are we here?" Courteney asked, lips touching her glass.
Drew smirked. "You're asking the myth of Kaine for a _reason_?"
That's when the door opened again.
Neve Campbell stepped in.
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Enter: Neve Campbell
She hesitated at the threshold—not quite intimidated, but hyper-aware of every movement. Alexander's home wasn't a house, it was _a legend_. Neve wore soft gray silk that clung just enough. Her hair was pinned high, loose strands falling like brushstrokes. She didn't try to outshine the room. She tried to belong to it.
The two women turned. Drew lit up—warm, unpredictable. Courteney offered a half-smile, more sizing up than welcoming.
"Neve," Drew said, "_you_ got the invite too?"
"Alexander said it was important," Neve said, clutching the thin strap of her clutch. "He said to dress like I was meeting the future."
"He always talks like that," Courteney muttered.
Neve's heart jumped as a figure emerged from the glass balcony—Alexander Kaine himself, white-haired, in a black silk shirt unbuttoned just enough to defy convention. No tie. No pretense. A myth made flesh, eyes like green fire in the low light.
"Ladies," he said, voice velvet over steel. "Come."
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The Pitch: "I Need Scream Queens"
They followed him into the inner sanctum—a minimalist dining room, where a single long table sat under a glass chandelier. A manila envelope rested at the center.
Alexander didn't sit. He stood at the head of the table like a conductor, lit by candlelight and belief.
"You're here because I've seen the future," he said. "A film. A _movement_. Horror is going to come back, not cheap or exploitative—but sharp, self-aware, dangerous. It's called…"
He tapped the envelope.
"Scream."
They exchanged glances—confused, skeptical, curious.
"I want all three of you," he said, pacing. "Neve. You're the anchor. The one audiences will scream _for_, not just scream _with_. You hold the film's soul."
Her eyes widened. "Me?"
Alexander nodded slowly. "You. No one else."
"Drew," he continued. "You'll open the film. The biggest name, in the first fifteen minutes. You'll subvert everything we know. And you'll go out in blood."
Drew burst into laughter. "You want to kill me off immediately?"
He grinned. "Exactly. They won't see it coming. That's the point."
"Courteney," he turned. "I want you brash. Annoying. Magnetic. A tabloid reporter who won't stop digging—and maybe, just maybe, saves the day."
Courteney raised a brow. "You're serious?"
"Deadly," he said, smirking.
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Closing: Destiny Locked
The women exchanged looks. Something passed between them—rivalry turned into shared gravity.
"Keep your calendars open for next year," Alexander said. "Filming starts in April. And when it drops? Nothing in horror will ever be the same."
The silence was reverent.
Outside, the wind shifted. Somewhere below, LA kept glittering, unaware that the slasher genre was about to be reborn—because Alexander Kaine just cast the queens of the next era.
Neve caught his gaze, a question in her eyes.
He smiled. "You're not meeting the future, Neve. You _are_ the future."
Alexander Kaine led the three actresses through his villa, the stone floors cool beneath their bare feet. The air was thick with anticipation and the faint scent of jasmine from the gardens outside. He guided them to a large, plush bedroom, where a massive four-poster bed dominated the room. The sheets were black silk, and the pillows were piled high, inviting and decadent.
"Tonight," Alexander said, his voice a low rumble, "I want to celebrate the beginning of something extraordinary. Something that will change all of our lives."
He turned to Neve first, his eyes roaming over her soft gray silk dress. "Neve, you are the future of this franchise. Your innocence, your strength—it's intoxicating." He reached out, tracing the strap of her dress, and slowly pulled it down, exposing her shoulder. He leaned in, kissing her neck, his hands exploring her body as he pushed the dress off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. She stood there, vulnerable and beautiful, her breath hitching as his touch sent shivers down her spine.
Next, he turned to Drew, a wicked smile playing on his lips. "Drew, you're the spark that will ignite this fire. Your energy, your chaos—it's electric." He pulled her close, his hands tangling in her honey-blonde hair as he kissed her deeply. She melted into him, her hands gripping his shirt, pulling him closer. He lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carried her to the bed, laying her down gently before turning his attention to Courteney.
"Courteney, you're the heart of this film. Your determination, your intensity—it's captivating." He helped her out of her sleeveless black dress, his fingers tracing the curve of her spine as he unzipped it. She stepped out of it, standing before him in her black lace bra and thong, her eyes never leaving his. He kissed her, his hands cupping her breasts, his thumbs circling her nipples through the lace. She moaned softly, her body arching into his touch.
Alexander stepped back, taking in the sight of the three women before him. He quickly undressed, his body lean and muscular, his eyes never leaving theirs. He joined them on the bed, his touch exploring each of them in turn, his kisses leaving a trail of fire on their skin.
He positioned Neve on her hands and knees, her ass in the air, her pussy glistening with anticipation. He entered her from behind, his hands gripping her hips as he thrust into her, his pace slow and deliberate. He leaned over, his free hand reaching out to Drew, who lay on her back beside them, her legs spread wide. He slipped two fingers into her pussy, his thumb circling her clit as he matched the rhythm of his hips to the movement of his hand.
Courteney watched, her eyes dark with desire as she straddled Neve's face, her pussy hovering just above Neve's mouth. Neve reached up, pulling Courteney down onto her tongue, her hands gripping Courteney's ass as she explored her with her mouth. The room was filled with the sounds of their pleasure, their moans and gasps echoing off the walls as Alexander moved between them, his body a blur of motion.
He pulled out of Neve, turning his attention to Drew, who was begging for more. He flipped her over, positioning her on her hands and knees beside Neve. He entered her roughly, his hands gripping her hips as he pounded into her, his balls slapping against her clit with each thrust. He reached out, his free hand pulling Courteney down onto Neve's face once more, his fingers digging into Courteney's flesh as he held her there, her moans vibrating against Neve's tongue.
He could feel his orgasm building, his body tensing as he moved between them, his touch becoming more urgent, more desperate. He pulled out of Drew, his cock throbbing and wet, and moved to stand at the end of the bed. He positioned Neve and Drew side by side, their heads hanging off the edge, their mouths open and eager. He entered Neve's pussy, his hands gripping her thighs as he fucked her, his cock slipping in and out of her wetness. He leaned over, his cock never leaving Neve's pussy, and entered Drew's mouth, her lips stretching wide as she took him in, her tongue swirling around his shaft as he moved between them, his body a blur of motion.
He could feel his orgasm building, his body tensing as he moved between them, his touch becoming more urgent, more desperate. He pulled out of Neve, his cock throbbing and wet, and moved to stand at the end of the bed. He positioned Neve and Drew side by side, their heads hanging off the edge, their mouths open and eager. He entered Neve's pussy, his hands gripping her thighs as he fucked her, his cock slipping in and out of her wetness. He leaned over, his cock never leaving Neve's pussy, and entered Drew's mouth, her lips stretching wide as she took him in, her tongue swirling around his shaft as he moved between them, his body a blur of motion.
He felt his orgasm building, his body tensing as he moved between them, his touch becoming more urgent, more desperate. He pulled out of Neve, his cock throbbing and wet, and moved to stand at the end of the bed. He positioned Neve and Drew side by side, their heads hanging off the edge, their mouths open and eager. He entered Neve's pussy, his hands gripping her thighs as he fucked her, his cock slipping in and out of her wetness. He leaned over, his cock never leaving Neve's pussy, and entered Drew's mouth, her lips stretching wide as she took him in, her tongue swirling around his shaft as he moved between them, his body a blur of motion.
He could feel his orgasm building, his body tensing as he moved between them, his touch becoming more urgent, more desperate. He pulled out of Neve, his cock throbbing and wet, and moved to stand at the end of the bed. He positioned Neve and Drew side by side, their heads hanging off the edge, their mouths open and eager. He entered Neve's pussy, his hands gripping her thighs as he fucked her, his cock slipping in and out of her wetness. He leaned over, his cock never leaving Neve's pussy, and entered Drew's mouth, her lips stretching wide as she took him in, her tongue swirling around his shaft as he moved between them, his body a blur of motion.
He felt his orgasm building, his body tensing as he moved between them, his touch becoming more urgent, more desperate. He pulled out of Neve, his cock throbbing and wet, and moved to stand at the end of the bed. He positioned Neve and Drew side by side, their heads hanging off the edge, their mouths open and eager. He entered Neve's pussy, his hands gripping her thighs as he fucked her, his cock slipping in and out of her wetness. He leaned over, his cock never leaving Neve's pussy, and entered Drew's mouth, her lips stretching wide as she took him in, her tongue swirling around his shaft as he moved between them, his body a blur of motion.
He could feel his orgasm building, his body tensing as he moved between them, his touch becoming more urgent, more desperate. He pulled out of Neve, his cock throbbing and wet, and moved to stand at the end of the bed. He positioned Neve and Drew side by side, their heads hanging off the edge, their mouths open and eager. He entered Neve's pussy, his hands gripping her thighs as he fucked her, his cock slipping in and out of her wetness. He leaned over, his cock never leaving Neve's pussy, and entered Drew's mouth, her lips stretching wide as she took him in, her tongue swirling around his shaft as he moved between them, his body a blur of motion.
He felt his orgasm building, his body tensing as he moved between them, his touch becoming more urgent, more desperate. He pulled out of Neve, his cock throbbing and wet, and moved to stand at the end of the bed. He positioned Neve and Drew side by side, their heads hanging off the edge, their mouths open and eager. He entered Neve's pussy, his hands gripping her thighs as he fucked her, his cock slipping in and out of her wetness. He leaned over, his cock never leaving Neve's pussy, and entered Drew's mouth, her lips stretching wide as she took him in, her tongue swirling around his shaft as he moved between them, his body a blur of motion.
He could feel his orgasm building, his body tensing as he moved between them, his touch becoming more urgent, more desperate. He pulled out of Neve, his cock throbbing and wet, and moved to stand at the end of the bed. He positioned Neve and Drew side by side, their heads hanging off the edge, their mouths open and eager. He entered Neve's pussy, his hands gripping her thighs as he fucked her, his cock slipping in and out of her wetness. He leaned over, his cock never leaving Neve's pussy, and entered Drew's mouth, her lips stretching wide as she took him in, her tongue swirling around his shaft as he moved between them, his body a blur of motion.