posted on Jul, 18 2009 @ 10:06 PM
In the valley below him, something moved and Evan sprang back to the present in an instant.Eyes narrow in the rapidly fading light, he dropped the
battle helmet infraura-shield over his pale blue eyes and flicked it on. The beauty of the mountain range and old memories instantly forgotten as the
software purred to life.
With his grip on the de-harmonizer-rifle tight, he scanned the valley below,software humming reassuringly in his helmet.His intel had reported the
Indie settlement was directly below,his tech-gear worked perfectly and he knew his orders well.
"Got you".He smiled a tight smile,breath catching. "Stupid spoiled kids and those damned auras...didn't they realize they glowed like a firefly on
a camp out?"
His finger, so comfortable on the DH trigger, was at the ready. The Indigos may have had a magic of sorts but they had forgotten, or ignored, the
ability of Grey inspired high-tech . The indescribable color of the aura indicated in a millisecond his target was in fact the elusive Piotre, self
proclaimed 'guider' of the Indie nation.
Evan had been here before at this point and his mission was clear.
De-harmonize the kid. Eradicate the hippie.
Breath catching,he targets in, realizing he was closer to the encampment than he thought.It was reading 289 meters to the target aura and closing
slowly. And 35 millions UN dollars worth of software was simply not wrong.
"It can end here and now." Evan muttered to himself impercitably.The end of the madness, the restoration of the status quo. The creepy kid was a
figure head, the voice for the Indies. Without him....
His finger began to move with a measured slowness, practiced and calm now. In his element.
Oddly though, a fleeting thought ran through his mind. His weariness tugged somewhere deep within.
He remembered then, his old grandmother suddenly. So weird, odd.He flipped the thought away, blinking, almost incredulous that he had it to begin
The aura was in slight brush, obviously on a mountain trail,gone,then there again.Moving forward. Towards him.
Tired, weary. Too much blood. Too much pain.
He gritted his teeth. Stilled his breath.Somewhere inside his deepest brain he felt something odd and he was experienced enough to know it.
The target aura was again clearly visible and below him now and he knew his chance was now or never...
When he saw Jess in his mind.Saw her crying,felt her tears over something long ago, long forgotten. And not just her.
He felt more, so much more. The old fading, the violent being replaced with something new and odd.
This was his last chance and he clearly understood now that it was the very last chance for the old pargidm.He was a Soldier Of The Way. The best
chance for the status Quo.He was a Crusader to the end.
He had but to pull the trigger, de-harmonize the kid and end the Indie movement with finality.The crushing weight of tomorrow rested upon his
shoulders. His alone.
And he was just so weary.
** ** **
The pale blue eyed girl fed the eagle from her hand and smiled as it flew away. The sun shone upon her,air sweet as honey suckle filled her
nostrils.Her pale hair blew slightly in a soft wind.
She had best be moving now and like the eagle, her mind took her up and away into the clear blue of the Sierra sky.
Straight towards the shining spires of the capital city of Earth: