Monday, 10 December 2012

A Proof of Concept.

I awoke in the early afternoon.
to the sound of fighting outside in the snow.
Two men arguing over who should be partnered up.
Then punches got thrown.

I looked at them, 
looked at West.
We both walked through the gathering crowd.

I stepped between them.
I told them that there are no partners.
No secrets.

Someone screamed why they thought I should be in charge.
After what happened with Duckie.
After I killed someone who was close to all of us.

One of them draws a knife to stab me.
I kill him.
I said I felt stronger now.
I have told them all before.

I say that I will free them.
And I will do that.
But is not a democracy.
It is my way or the road.

No more half measures.
No more assassination attempts.
Theta, either come and face me.
Or we will come and find you.

5 comments:

  1. Oh the traitorous minions. Oh how they bicker.

    How they scream and die. How harsh you've become. You very well may be mistaking this feeling of Strength with a slow loss of control.

    I know Duckie couldn't tell the difference.

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  2. Who thought they could take you?!

    Aren't you and Bear like the ONLY proper assassins there? In like, all of your surviving order.

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    1. No.
      We are not the only ones.
      Eight who turned.
      And those who were training, more.

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  3. Um. Don't get carried away with the killing, Ember. I thought the whole point of this was to get away from that.

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  4. Wait. Theta? A fucker in my group was named Theta.

    He's dead now though. Traitorous fuck.

    -Veigar

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