SPECTRE
Chapter Five: Dib -Resolution-
Points out all my mistakes to me
You've got a face on the inside too
Your paranoia's probably worse
I don't know what set me off first but I know what I can't stand
Everybody acts like the fact of the matter is
I can't add up to what you can
But everybody has a face that they hold inside
A face that awakes when they close their eyes
A face that watches everytime they lie
A face that laughs everytime they fall
[And watches everything]
So you know that when it's time to sink or swim
The face inside is watching you too/Right inside your skin
The sun goes down
I feel the light betray me-
-"Papercut", Linkin Park
"This office refuses to give in to terrorist demands! That's policy and always has been!"
"These are hardly your average terrorists! What we've got here is the worst hostage situation imaginable, and the hostages number in the billions!" The voices continue to raise exponentially, each one fighting to be heard above the others, believing unalterably that their solution is the only one feasible. The fear in the room is stifling.
I couldn't care less. For all the arguement and protestations of the very few doves left, the eventual outcome is obvious. It will all come down to force. It always does. Anyone who made it through hi skool history could tell you that. Humanity has no other solutions.
It's none of my concern. I prepared them for this, fought my fight already. If it weren't for me they'd not only be suffering the debilitating shock of the biggest surprise in their mediocre lives, they'd be helpless against the technology they're facing. Thanks to me, they have a chance now. My role in this is done.
They asked me here for advice but I have none to give. I warned them of those creatures' imperialistic nature. That's all they need to know to make the decision they have to. And had I any more advice to give, they wouldn't hear it. I've been trying to interject for an hour, only to be ignored. They're not even aware of what's happened.
If it had been anyone but Dev...I wish I could've vented my fury on the messenger. Instead I'm stuck with this seething in my gut, this burning. Gone. Everything I've worked for, devoted my entire life to. Everything I gave up my soul for. Later I might have to bribe one of the guards to let me spend a moment alone with that bitch. Her sickness cost me everything. I will pay her back. My sister isn't the only one well versed in the art of revenge.
My sister. My dear, sweet, loving sister. I should've seen it coming. I KNEW it was coming, that wasn't the issue. I was foolish to let my defenses drop for that second it finally came true, that one moment of terror and shock and utter relief. But even if I hadn't faltered, it wouldn't have changed anything. What she wants, she will have. I'm nowhere near stupid enough to say I don't fear her. She has methods and means I can't begin to guess at, ways of getting whatever she wants.
It's just lucky for the world that she never wanted anything to do with it. Otherwise we might be fighting her now, instead of the monsters. It's ridiculous to think that, that one person could do as much as, or perhaps more than, those hordes of aliens ready to rain death on this planet. Ridiculous unless you've met her.
But she couldn't be bothered. Wouldn't give humanity the thought required to decide that world domination might be a fun way to spend a life. I don't blame her. She can't stand to be near them, why would she want to rule them? She's found a more worthwhile goal in making my life miserable.
I know she did it. There's not a doubt in my mind, and if anyone cared they'd see it too. If they knew her. Knew how much she wanted it. How much she hated me for doing what I had to. How the alien fooled her as much as he tried to fool me. I still don't understand how he succeeded. How does one of the most egotistical beings in the universe fool the most cynical, guarded one on this planet?
I don't think I'll be able to make her see. She's gone too far. The most I can hope for is to get her out of the way, and pray that she'll forgive me later. Cause she'd never forget. Not if I...
There's no alternative. The Earth may be doomed, and I...it's the alien's fault. All his fault. It has to be done. I knew that the moment I started this, knew exactly how it would end. How it has to end. It's time.
The leaders of the world don't even notice as I leave the room.
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