Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 377
I tried to saw through the fingers about my throat with the bronze blade, while my booted feet lashed at her legs. My toe cracked against her shin, and my knife didn't even seem to irritate the skin of her fingers. My vision fuzzed, everything going black around me as my lungs burned for oxygen.
No! No! No! will not be defeated by some naked, blonde bimbo!
The knife clattered from my hand. The strength fled my body. It was getting too hard to think; my vision reduced to a narrow tunnel filled with her fierce, blue eyes. No, I weakly protested as the tunnel shrank, narrowed, vanished.
I was falling, falling, falling.
Into darkness. Into fire.
"Welcome, welcome," a familiar voice roared as the flames began to consume me, cracking my skin. Lucifer appeared before me, shining like the sun. A red chain molten, burning - bound about my neck, led to him. It was one of thousands. Everywhere I looked there were burning men and women; all the foolish idiots that sold their souls to him.
Oh God, I made a mistake. I tried to scream, but the flames burned down my throat when I opened my mouth, filling every fiber of my soul with pain. Nothing was worth this torment. No Country, no Flag, no person. Oh God, nothing was worth this torment!
Mark Glassner Washington D.C.
The Honorable Senator from the Great State of Texas was speaking when I walked into the Senate. His eyes fixed flinity on me as a great uproar went through the room. All the senators who were not under my power pulled earplugs out of their pockets and quickly put them into their ears. Irritation flashed through me; people were getting wise to the limitations of our powers. It didn't matter, my soldiers had already surrounded the Capital Building, trapping most of the Senators and Congressmen inside.
The Senator from Texas, Ronald Bybee, put in his own earplugs and kept orating, "The Great State of Texas can no longer stand-by and watch as our Great Nation kowtows to this monster!" His finger pointed at me, jabbing with such violence like he wanted to reach across the room and plunge his finger deep into my heart. "Governor Holt has asked me to convey his decisions. As of today, October 7th, 2013, the Great State of Texas secedes from the Union and will once again be the Republic of Texas!"
I surveyed the Senators. Half looked worshipfully at me, kneeling down, while their colleagues with their earplugs either scowled defiantly or stared fearfully at me. Up in the gallery, the C-SPAN cameras rolled. The Legion streamed around me, fanning about the room, their boots echoing loudly.
"Do not kill anyone," I ordered. "Remove their earplugs."
I watched as my soldiers surged into the Senators. I felt a pang of guilt. I was betraying everything my Country stood for: Freedom, Liberty, Democracy. Our forefathers had reject the tyranny of Kings, and here was imposing the harsher tyranny of a God upon them. It was all for the greater good, I told myself. Mary hinted that something bad was coming, we needed to prepare the world. Besides, once we had every man, woman, and child enthralled to us there would be an end to violence to the suffering that men callously inflicted on each other. Everyone would be happy and live peacefully with their neighbors.
That was worth a little tyranny, right?
33 governors and 11 lieutenant governors arrived for the meeting. Six States didn't send anyone, Mary sent. She was at a meeting of State Governors; we needed to get the State Governments under our thumbs just as much as the Federal Government. How is it going at Congress?*
"I take it Texas is one of the six that didn't send a representative?*
"How did you know?* Surprise pulsed in her thought.
*Texas just seceded from the Union.
"Does the Govenor of Texas know you have his National Guard under your control?* Mary asked.
"He's about to find out the hard way, I'm afraid. I paused, considering Mary's news. I think we should arrest those governors that just sent their lieutenants, and place their lieutenants in charge of those States.
"Yeah, I think that's a good idea. Bitter regret filled her reply. "Are going at Congress?*
I take it Texas is one of the six that didn't send a representative?
*How did you know? Surprise pulsed in her thought.
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