[Issue 48] Warphare: Supernatural

[sonofchrysalis3 3,719]

 

Due to frequent requests, and a few nightmares I've had recently, I present for your enjoyment another Warphare story.

 

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The man with the glowing hands sat before the secret council of world leaders.

 

“The newly crowned king of Merisia has made clear his intentions to block the vital shipping lanes to the north. If that happens, the entire world economy will fall into a depression.”

 

The council’s speaker paused to glance down at his notes.

 

“Your mission is to destroy the Merisian navy. Is that clear?”

 

The room fell silent as the man studied the speaker. At last, he let out a fatigued sigh.

 

“Forget it. I quit.”

 

A rumble of shocked murmurs erupted as the man stood up.

 

“Excuse me, sir, do you mean to say that you refuse to accept the mission?”

 

“I’ve done everything you people have wanted for twenty long, boring years. I’ve wiped out every terrorist organization on the planet, helped establish a colony on Mars, and brought most of the world under one unified and stable world government. No thanks, no payment, just more missions. I’ve had enough. It’s time to turn my attentions to something more important.”

 

“And what could possibly be more important than the security and well-being of the civilized world?!” sputtered the speaker.

 

The man pulled a picture from his pocket and gazed at it for a long moment.

 

“All my life,” he said softly, “I’ve felt nothing but emptiness. I’ve brought peace to billions of people, yet my own heart has been in turmoil… until I met Andrea.”

 

A number of dignitaries were sneaking from the room unnoticed.

 

“We are to be married soon,” the man continued as he smiled at the picture. “The rest of my life will be devoted to the security and well-being of someone who has more than filled the void within me.”

 

The man looked up at the sound of a closing door. He now stood alone in an empty conference room.

 

“Your insubordination is a dire threat to our world,” crackled the speaker’s voice over an intercom in the ceiling, “and therefore we cannot allow you to go any further.”

 

In an instant, the doors came crashing down. Flash-bang grenades erupted around the man as special ops soldiers poured in to apprehend him.

 

With a slight gesture of his hand, the man snuffed out the grenades and vaporized the soldiers.

 

The man chuckled. “I’m not quite sure what that was about. Those soldiers had francium rifles, so it seems they were in here to dispatch me.”

 

He kicked a charred body aside and stepped over to the intercom.

 

“Surely you don’t intend to oppose me-.”

 

The roar of a thousand engines rattled the windows. The man walked over and opened the curtains to see hundreds of black helicopters filling the sky above the city. There were too many to take out at once.

 

“Why are you doing this?!” he shouted at the intercom.

 

All at once, the helicopters opened fire, cutting into the building with massive pulse cannons and sending an avalanche of debris hurtling into the terrified crowd thirty stories below.

 

“Omnipotent power cannot exist outside of Man’s control,” screeched the intercom. “To allow that would be gambling with our annihilation.”

 

The man dove through a window and out into the smoky sky. The helicopters spun in place, trying to keep him in their crosshairs, but he nimbly swooped out of range.

 

“I FREED HUMANITY FROM WAR, DISEASE, AND POVERTY. WHY CAN YOU NOT ALLOW ME TO BE FREE AS WELL?!”

 

The man stretched out his hand, and the sky was filled with fire. Gunships exploded and rained down into the streets.

 

A missile struck the man on the shoulder, issuing a fountain of smoke and blood. He poured all of his rage into the fight as the humans rushed to counter him….

 

 

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“ANDREA?!”

 

The man limped across the broken pavement, avoiding the jets of flame that burst from the ground. The nuclear bombs had reduced the planet to a dirty, lifeless fireball, but Andrea would be waiting for him, and he would take her to safety.

 

Up ahead stood the burning ruins of her house. Once surrounded by pecan trees, Andrea’s rural home had been a place where many restful days had been spent plotting and planning about the future they would spend together.

 

The man stepped through the collapsed doorway and stopped in the livingroom. There was nothing left aside from the shell of the fallen ceiling fan and a few crumpled soda cans.

 

“ANDREA!”

 

Where is she hiding? All the fighting must have been pretty scary for her… maybe she’s in her bedroom.

 

The man rounded a corner and entered the bedroom.

 

Across the bed laid an ashen skeleton with a ring on its finger and a shattered picture frame in its hand. The picture was badly burned, but the forms of the man and his bride-to-be were still faintly visible.

 

And the man stood alone in the emptiness.

 

 

 

Also in the Warphare series:

 

Psychological

 

Interpersonal

 

Internal

 

Practical

 

Final

Edited February 3, 2016 by sonofchrysalis3

[DragonOfStorms 2,706]

Scary.

[Darren4Turbo 4,913]

Indeed formidable.

[Hex 11,520]

^ That.

[VaudeVille 1,428]

I really like ur stories.

This one was scary though

[beaku 2,656]

An apt ending.

[DESTOYER296 19]

:o  :huh:  Just for one person.. A whole army!?!

[personia 4,036]

Well played. Such feeling and emotion. 

[VaudeVille 1,428]

I like ur stories especially the ones like these