Black's Death

'Where are you taking me?' I asked myself.

I think that was awkward. I mean it has been since we left that dilapidated building. It's thanks to 'it' I guess that I didn't succumb to my death but it's also 'it's' fault that my body is brushing off my commands since then.

'I demand an answer this instance.' I bellowed out again.

Why would I be this harsh? It's just simple. We have been out here for more than an hour though I should say that am thankful for we haven't had any encounter with anyone else except for a few stranded people when we had to take cover every now and then.

[Relax young simian, for you are in great care.]

'I do not wish to relax. Who or what are you? What have you done with me?... Maybe am just going insane.'

[It's your choices that shape your future young simian. And for whom I am, it doesn't concern you. And what I have done to you?... Well, everything you could ever dream of in a lifetime.]

'Finally... I thought you went dumb. Wait... Those aren't the answers that I seek. What do you think you are doing playing games with me the whole time.'

[Life is a game made for everyone young simian. If it's a must for you know, then you will but first you must ask the right questions. With that I can help you.]

'What? The right questions? I don't know what you mean by that. And how would I even know what the right questions are.'

[I wish I had a headache right now. I thought it would be easier guiding you myself, how wrong was I. Maybe Dagon would have done a great job.]

'What are you talking about? I... NEED... ANSWERS.'

[Okay, that's all then. Shut up! And... don't make me regret my choices for Dagon will take over, and whatever you wish for in your life. Don't include her.]

'...'

[At least you could have asked me something like... Why are you still alive?... Now I can be at peace.]

...

A few metres from the coast of the Inaccessible Island, a boat stood still on the black surface of the water.

There were four people inside the boat with three of them being armed. The forth one had cuffs on his hands and was kneeling probably begging for forgiveness with streaks of tears falling down.

Above the boat, a small drone descended slowly to the water surface while a stake was hooked on it.

"We were asked to make it look awesome so that it may be a lesson to all the others." One of the armed men said.

"That bitch is cruel indeed... And beautiful on second thought." The second man said.

"Let's get on with it then. The faster we get out of here the better. Remember these are infested waters. And watch your tuonge brother, or else you'll be the next one that we are tasked to dispose." The third armed man who has been holding the steering wheel from the start warned his comrade.

Splash!

The stake was dropped into the ocean and the drone begun climbing to a safer height while all the while recording the event in night mode.

From a far, a fin was seen protruding the water surface dividing it into two. A motion detector flash light caught a glimpse of the shark and in a moment a whole school of them were seen heading over.

"Any last words boy?" One of the soldiers asked Black.

Black had his head down and couldn't even reply anymore as he did know that these were his last moments on earth. He decided to go in peace.

"Then, that'll be all." The soldier finalized the conversation before kicking Black on his back.

Splash!

The water gave way as he fell over. Upon touching it, he shuddered all over not because of the incoming threat but because the water was so cold.

The temperature seemed to plummet in the night.

"You have half an hour to make it to shore, that is... If you can survive that long." One of the soldiers said as he uncuffed Black after he came afloat.

Vroom!

Vroom!

With that the boat left and headed to shore to await for his return.

In an underground level below the mansion, people were watching a live coverage showing a man surrounded by sharks.

"Are you recording it?" Ailah asked the woman beside her.

"Eeerr... Yes, Big Sis." The woman answered after a little hesitation. She was probably afraid that she will give out a wrong answer and share a fate similar to Black's.

"Then broadcast it across the globe... And prepare our drones for a retaliation. They have pushed my people so hard, they are like rats now. Running and hiding like cowards." Ailah said with malice and contempt pasted in her words.

"Yes Big Sis... On it. Okay... after the show is over, everybody should get back to their workstation." The woman said with her voice covered in the dread of watching the scene infront of them just like everyone else in the hall.

...

On the southern part of California, a heavily armoured convoy was parked beside the road. Out of all the cars, two men clad in military uniforms were talking with the other US military officers who were guarding the blockade.

They have been here for more than an hour but were refused entry. And with everything that they did, they were still not granted permission to enter California.

Though it was close to midnight, all the houses between the borders of California and Arizona had their lights on. The people were anxious and could not sleep.

A gorgeous lady in one of the armoured vehicles asked her subodinates to follow her out of the car.

As she stepped out, she stopped and breathe in the surrounding air. It was cold and moist as the wind delivered it to her nostrils. All the other members from the convoy got out after seeing their Commander get out.

"How much time do we have?" The lady asked.

"Less than ten minutes, Commander." A soldier with a tablet in his hands answered.

"Good, prepare the landing zones." The lady commanded again.

"Sure commander." The soldier replied before giving out orders from their command channel.

Soon enough dial pad tones we heard and a call was made.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

At the White House, a call came in their observation room and shocked the Secret Service officers that were around.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

The phone continued to ring while the officers called their superior, Mark.

The head of the Secret Service sprinted with all his might and reached in time to accept the call.

"This is the White House, how may I direct your phone call." Mark asked after picking it up with ragged breathe.

"The President, please." A sweet voice entered Mark's ears and made him frown from the gesture.

"Who are you?" Mark asked on the other side of the line while ordering the others in the room to initiate track on the phone call.

The line was quite for a while, then the lady replied. "I think that's enough time for you to know my location, there is a security camera just infront of me. I'll give you a minute to pass the phone to your superior."

"And why should I do as you ask of me?" Mark asked a bit pissed with these kinds of situations.

"Is that how you welcome an old friend." The lady asked again and it seems like she was so much patient.

"I don't have friends... only brothers. Goodbye." Mark answered then ended the call.

On the other side, the lady smiled as she stared at the phone before crushing it and disposing it to the nearest trash can.

On a distance, the sounds of whirring sounds of several helos was welcomed with three green signal flares on the empty road leaving the city.

After a few minutes, the Tyrannical Tower soldiers boarded the three helos that landed and left leaving their convoy in place. But before they left, the lady waved her hand on the security camera before blowing them a kiss.

...

Inside a spacious living room in the White House, May was still watching the news from the several screens that have been installed a few hours ago. The others displayed several official members of the different governmental security agencies.

Mark approached slowly before handing May a tablet with the video feed of the lady that he has just talked with a moment ago.

"Her... What did she want. And why is she with our army." The President asked Mark after a look of recognition slapped her hard.

"She asked for you, Madam President. And it seems she has her own army, The Tyrannical Tower." Mark answered.

"The answer to a riddle is another riddle. I assume that she entered California through the air." May asked again.

"Yes, Ma'am." Mark answered.

"Tighten the lockdown on California, we must get them both... He is the real Maxwell." May said to the Generals on the screen.

"Yes, Madam President." They all answered in unison.