We are…

“Good afternoon, my name is William Johnson, and welcome to the graduating class of 2004,” spoke the young man. “I would like to thank all of the paramilitary Elite Brand X commanders for showing their support to our proudest moment of being a non-factor. The super nation was formed for the defense and honor of innocent civilians. When we walk across this stage, however, we will be a factor, a real deal so to speak. It will be a welcoming time, a moment of testing to the initiative.”

A young man shackled in handcuffs was led into the room as he spoke. He was in his early 20’s, with Indo-European features. He was escorted in by two guards who then forced him down to his knees. William Johnson strolled towards him, “Good Sir, I want to ask you a question.”

The frightened man’s brown eyes grew as sweat poured across his face. He stammered, “\W-why, a-am I here?”

William Johnson pulled out a Glock 23 blunt pistol, “What season is this?”

The man, so afraid, took a deep breath as he pissed on himself—he answered weakly, “It is—Spring.”

“Thank you, good sir,” replied William as he shot the man point-blank in his forehead. Half of his brains flew across the room. Most of the body parts landed on the crowd, who did not even flinch or act surprised. “Yes, we are now the initiative.”

William Johnson stood there, mostly covered in blood, as his gun was pointed downwards. He stared at the corpse as his peers surrounded him and congratulated him on a job well done.

Scene from “The Forever Spring” by K. G. Bethlehem (Amazon)

*artwork was done by F. Kenneth Taylor of St. Louis, MO

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