“Syfy has officially announced their cast for Deadly Class, the upcoming pilot based on the graphic novel of the same name. The series first received a pilot order back in September, with Marvel favorites Joe and Anthony Russo producing and Riverdale’s Lee Toland Krieger directing.
Deadly Class follows a disillusioned teen recruited into a storied high school for assassins. Maintaining his moral code while surviving a ruthless curriculum, vicious social cliques, and his own adolescent uncertainties may prove fatal. Set against the backdrop of late 80s counter culture, Deadly Class is a coming of age journey unlike anything you’ve ever seen.” (x)
“The television adaptation will be written by Rememder and Miles Feldsott and executive produced by the Russo brothers. It’s a co-production of Sony Pictures TV Studios and Universal Cable Productions. Adam Targum will direct and Lee Toland Krieger will serve as showrunner.“ (x)
The main cast consists of Benedict Wong as Master Lin, Benjamin Wadsworth as Marcus, Lana Condor as Saya, Maria Gabriela de Faria as Maria, Luke Tennie as Willie, Liam James as Billy and Michel Duval as Chico. The recurring cast consists of Henry Rollins as Jürgen Denke, Taylor Hickson as Petra, Siobhan Williams as Brandy, Jack Gillett as Viktor, Sean Depner as Lex, and Ryan Robbins as Rory.
“We should call in sick,” Owen suggested as he nuzzled the
back of her neck.
“We can’t both call in sick,” she yawned as she readjusted
her sleeping spot, dismissing the idea before it stuck in her head.
“Okay, well how about you call in sick and then I can fall
down the stairs at work so I can get off early?” he countered, his hand resting
on the tiny bump of her stomach. She wasn’t too far along, but because she was
carrying two babies, they’d have to start telling people soon.
“Owen, what?!” she exclaimed, laughing. She turned to face
him, seeing the glisten of happiness in his eyes. Bringing her hand to the side
of his face, she caressed his cheek and smiled at him.
“I don’t know,” he chuckled, wrapping his arms tighter around
her, “I just feel like we shouldn’t go out today.” Truthfully, he had the
weirdest feeling in the pit of his stomach, but he didn’t want to tell her and
“Maybe tomorrow we can stay home,” she relented, “We can
start pretending to be sick from today, tell everyone we’re feeling funny.”
“I like that idea,” he murmured as he looked at her with
complete adoration. He observed her messy bed hair, her glimmering blues, her
dimply smirk, and her overall pregnancy glow, which was beginning to show.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Amelia smiled.
“I love you,” he said, answering her question, “I’m just
taking it all in. You make me so happy, Amelia.” Her smile got even bigger and
brighter as she pulled him close for a deep and meaningful kiss. She didn’t
think she could get any happier than this.
“Owen or mom!” they heard Ryan yell, “Rosie spilled the baby
powder all over herself!”
“And there went our bubble of happiness,” Owen sighed,
laughing a little. She kissed him one more time before they went to tend to
their tiny brood.
The weird feeling in the pit of his stomach hadn’t gone
away. All throughout breakfast, he felt it. He felt it even worse once she left
to drop Ryan to school. The feeling just wouldn’t go away.
“You okay, Hunt?” Nathan asked as he approached the ER desk,
noticing the troubled look on his colleague’s face.
“Yeah,” he murmured, pulling out his phone, “Just worried
about something.” His fingers automatically scrolled to Amelia’s contact,
thinking of calling her.
“I have a surgery in OR 2 in about 15 minutes if you wanna take
your mind off of it,” Nathan suggested, shrugging. A surgery didn’t sound too
Amelia sat at the traffic light, hands in her lap as she
waited for it to turn green. Owen had been acting so weird this morning, like
he would never see her again. It had her on edge as she dropped Ryan off, but
nothing had happened and she was almost at the hospital, so she guessed there
was nothing to be worried about after all. When the light turned green, she
quickly shifted into gear and began to drive across the highway, although
something in her mind told her to wait. She wished she’d listened, because the
second her car crossed the intersection, someone slammed into her fender, twisting
her car around and toppling it over. As she sat, upside down and bleeding from
her forehead, she cursed herself for not listening to Owen and just calling in
“Are you okay?” a voice called out to her. Seconds after, a
man knelt down by her window.
“My neck hurts,” she admitted. Her momentary shock turned
into fear as her mind ran through all the reasons her neck could be hurting her.
Stupid neurosurgery education. In the background, she could hear a fainting
dripping of some liquid.
“Can you get out?” the guy asked.
“I should probably sit still until the paramedics get here,”
she said, “Is the other guy okay?”
“I’m surprised you even care, to be honest,” he chuckled, “But
he seems mostly fine, the jackass.” He eyed the laceration on her hairline and
how profusely it was bleeding. “I know you shouldn’t move because your spine
could be injured or whatever, but I think being upside down is gonna cause you
to bleed out from your forehead.” Amelia brought a hand to her head and touched
where it hurt. The second she did, the faint dripping she heard from before
stopped. Bringing her hand to her vision, she noticed that almost the entire
thing was covered in blood. Just then, she heard sirens.
“Hey, lady,” the guy called, seeing that she was about to
pass out, “Don’t fall asleep, okay? Don’t-“
“Tell the paramedics I’m…” she whispered before losing
Owen stood in the OR, opposite to Nathan, as he observed the
lung transplant surgery. Still feeling nervous about Amelia’s whereabouts and
wellbeing, he could barely pay attention to the surgery. He was about to tell Nathan
he wanted to leave when he heard his name over the intercom.
“Hey, Owen?” It was April. “We kinda need you in the ER.”
“I’m kinda busy
here, Kepner,” he responded, refocusing on the surgery.
“It’s important,” she urged as discreetly as possible, due
to the fact that others were listening to their conversation.
“This is important,” he countered.
“Owen, would you please…”
He was beginning to lose his cool. “What could be so
important in the ER that-“
“It’s Amelia,” she finally blurted out, receiving concerning
looks from other staff members, “She got in an accident.” Owen finally looked
up at April, feeling tears in his eyes already. He’d never run so fast out of
When Owen got into the trauma room, it was pure chaos. There
were doctors all over, prodding poking, quarrelling while Amelia lay on the
table, trying to be heard by them. Arizona sat in one corner of the room, unsure
of when she should do her ultrasound check, Jackson, Meredith, Maggie, Derek
and Callie all crowded around Amelia on the table while Richard, Bailey, Alex,
Stephanie and Jo tried to tell them what to do. It was mass confusion.
“I said I’m fine,” Amelia groaned.
“You’re not fine, Amy,” Derek berated, “They pulled you out
of your upside down car. You lost a lot of blood and your neck could be broken.”
“If my neck was broken, I’d probably be dead by now,” she countered,
rolling her eyes.
“I don’t see any internal bleeding,” Meredith announced as
she moved the ultrasound probe around, “Her stomach’s a little distended
though.” She briefly looked up and noticed Owen staring at all of them. “Somebody
take him outside.”
“No,” Owen said, finally finding his voice. He walked over
to her side and took her left hand in both of his. He kissed her forehead and
asked, “Are you okay?”
“I want to know if the babies are okay,” she muttered as
quietly as possible.
“We can check that once everyone leaves,” he assured her,
still wanting to keep the pregnancy a secret, “How do you feel?”
“I feel fine,” she answered truthfully, “A headache and
probably some whiplash. I just want to go home, Owen.”
“Okay, I need to take an x-ray of her spine,” Callie announced,
“So all the unnecessary persons in the room need to leave.” In the background,
Meredith’s ultrasound probe passed over something odd. Her eyebrows furrowed as
she examined the image on the monitor.
“No x-ray,” Amelia murmured. She looked desperately at Owen,
squeezing his hand, “Tell them no x-ray.”
Overhearing Amelia’s request, Derek said, “You need the
x-ray Amy. You could have fracture or displaced one of the bones in your spine.”
“No x-ray, Callie,” Owen pleaded with her.
“What?” the orthopaedic surgeon asked in confusion, “Why?”
Just then, the sound of two heartbeats overlapping one
another filled the room, making everyone go silent.
““Sorry for ruining the surprise,”
Meredith awkwardly announced, “But both babies seem to be okay.” Everyone in
the room began to cheer, congratulating the couple.
Noticing the two’s sombre mood,
Arizona suggested, “Hey guys, maybe we should give them a minute before we do
any more tests?” Reluctantly, the celebrant doctors exited the room, leaving Owen
and Amelia alone, finally.
Amelia looked up at Owen, only to
see tears threatening to fall from his eyes. “Everything’s okay, Owen.”
“This is my fault,” he scolded
himself, “I knew something bad was going to happen and I didn’t say anything.”
“It’s not your fault,” she said,
raising her hand to wipe the tears that had already begun to fall, “I had the
same feeling too.”
“Why didn’t you say something?”
She shrugged. “I don’t know. I
thought I was being dramatic.”
Owen knelt at her bed, squeezing her
hand tight as he smiled through his tears. “You need to stop getting into car
Amelia laughed. “I’ll try.”
“I can’t lose you. We can always
make more babies. We can’t make more you’s.” He kissed her hand. “Are you sure
“I’m fine,” she said, tears
welling in her eyes, “I’m just…”
“I know,” he said, knowing exactly
what she was going to say. He brought his face to hers and pressed their
foreheads together, closing his eyes. “You’re okay, the babies are okay. This
is nothing like last time.” He heard her sniff and he opened his eyes to see
her crying. If this was so traumatic for him, he could only imagine how
traumatic it was for her. He kissed her forehead and let her cry.
Thankfully, she walked out of the
hospital with just a concussion, a head laceration and some whiplash.
Unfortunately, now everyone knew they were expecting and would probably be
talking and asking them about it for a while. At least they’d get to stay home
“Owen, it’s okay,” Amelia told him, “It’s not that big of a
“Dr. Robbins is out on an emergency,” the second year resident
said, setting up the ultrasound machine, “So she’s instructed me to do the
ultrasound, with the utmost discretion. Should I…?”
“It’s okay,” Amelia assured him, looking sternly at Owen. He
sighed and settles into the idea of someone they don’t know doing an ultrasound
for them, knowing that he has no choice in the matter.
“Okay, well let’s take your blood pressure.” He slid the
cuff up her arm. “So, tell me about how you’ve been feeling. Are you
experiencing any nausea and fatigue?” he asked, looking between her face and
the monitor. Owen squeezed her hand.
“A lot of both,” she answered, “But I can mostly keep food
down after about 12.”
“Well, your blood pressure is a little high, but still
within the normal range,” he mused, “Let’s take a look at your baby, okay?”
Amelia inhaled sharply and smiled, looking over at Owen’s bright smile mirroring
hers. The resident set up the machine and brought the monitor over before
rolling up Amelia’s shirt and squeezing the cold gel onto her belly.
“How is Twin A?” Owen asked as he looked at x-rays and MRIs with Meredith.
“He’s doing consults, but no surgeries yet,” she replied. “How’s
“She mopes a lot, still, and she doesn’t really talk to me much
unless it’s important. Or in therapy,” Owen explained, squinting and moving closer
to one of the MRIs, “But she is walking around by herself now.” Ever since
Amelia had named Derek ‘Twin A’, he and Meredith were now calling the Shepherd duo
‘Twin A’ and ‘Twin B’. “There’s a small tumour on his liver for sure, by the
way,” he added, pointing at one of the scans.
“Do you still have the stay at home nurse?” Meredith
inquired, looking at the scan he’d pointed at.