SYNICUS
This is a massacre? Hm. I didn't think it would be like this. I thought it would be more… disturbing. I feel nothing at all for the Ret.
A stream of kinetic energy rockets scream pass overhead. He follows the them to their target. The ground below the plateau he stand on is full of activity. Phaser and disrupter blasts wiz back and forth as hundreds of millions of men slaughter each other.
What that?
He lifts his scope equipped phaser rifle to his eye.
A Ret warrior, and he is doing some damage on the field.
He looks on in admiration as the warrior hacks his way through the nausican/ klingon flank.
He is astonishing.
He loads his weapon
I would kill,
He sets it to kill
To murder,
He aims
You.
In an instant, the warrior is thrown into the air and is vaporized. He puts down the rifle and walk to his tent, the battle still raging below him. He throws his armor on the floor and sits at his desk. He starts to reflect.
I cant believe I'm doing this. I have become a butcher to the omega quadrant.
An officer walks in to the tent and reports of a severe weakening in the Ferengi lines.
"Prepare plasma mortars if the Ferengi break, kill them with the Ret." the officer leaves.
I am not here to lose this war, I'm here to win it. If the Ferengi cannot pull there own weight, well, they are no use to me. After all I've worked for to get this far. Why should I stop. No, not when I'm on the offensive.
Suddenly the Ferengi commander rushed into the tent. "what is this I hear that you plan to kill my men if they break!" he yells. "Walk with me" he calmly says the commander. They slowly head for the edge of the plateau. "do you see this commander?" he says. "we are allies in what will become a glorious and profitable victory. So why would I ever make a decision that would cause this alliance to fall apart. Without your people's contribution to this war, both with men and funding, we would be lost." An officer appears and reports that the Ferengi line has broken. "fire." he commands. The Ferengi commander turns to him, mouth ajar and eyes wide. He turns to the commander, smiles, then pushes him off the cliff.
I didn't like him anyway. Too short.
"Call the "Constitution", tell her to fire on these coordinates" he orders the officer, "yes sir" he replies and contacts the starship.
I'm about to change the lives of thousands of men down there. I'm about to kill them. I really don't have to though, I don't have to fire on them. I could stop this all from happening.
"The constitution is ready, sir." the officer says. "Fire" he replies. In an instant the whole Ret line and part of the nausican/klingon lines were vaporized.
I could have stopped it.
He shrugs it off and walks back to his tent for supper.