The Riseing Of Powers Chapter 4 Pt 2

No one ever found out who really killed Kraig Smith. Some had their suspicions. But in time it all faded away in people's minds. Just like everything else.

Aaron and David both graduated highschool and got into a very prestigious University known for it's International Relations program. That's what they were in. they had both been at it for 3 years. and were impatient to graduate so that they could move on and start their careers. With a goal of becoming the US ambassadors to the UN.

It was a starlit night, and Aaron was sitting outside with David. "It truly is amazing. How the stars sprinkle the heavens with their light." "Definitely. I like that one constellation over there, to left the quite a bit." "yes, it's very nice."


After they graduated College, they worked with the standing US ambassador to the UN, Micheal Hekloff. He showed them around, introduced them to his friends, and sometimes even to his enemies. Through their relationship with him they met many valuable people. Many of whom would be very useful to Aaron in the coming years. However, the greatest friendship he struck up was with the English ambassador, Gordon Chamberlain.

Eventually as time went on Micheal became older, and more bored with his position. So that after working with him for 3 years, he nominated Aaron and David to congress as his replacements. Congress agreed, though not unanimously. "David, I need to talk to you about something. I've thought about it a very long time, and I think it's time that you know." "I'm listening." "This apointment we just got, is exactly what I have been waiting for." "isn't it why we've been working with Micheal so long even if he did treat us worse then dirt?" "Well, no. I mean, there's more. What is to say that we have to stop here as being ambassadors? why not America? or the world? We've established connections with nearly every delegate here. It will no doubt be a slow process, but if it can be done, I will." "Aaron.....I don't even know what to say to you. You're talking treason for hells sake! How can I rightly join you?!" "I thought that you would be very glad to join me! You would sit beside me, and we would rule. What more could you want?" "I'm not going to say that I'm a perfect man. But Treason like that is far beyond me!! I won't join you! I won't help you in the slightest! however, I won't hinder you. For the sake of our long friendship. I will let you run your course. But, if you fail, don't say that you were not warned." "I'm sorry that you will not help. We would have been the greatest among men. But I resect your choice, for the very reason you refuse to hinder me, I will remain your truest friend. And no one will ever hold the place you hold in my heart." and with that, they parted company. Though they remained steadfast friends until their deaths.

The next morning, Aaron visited the English delegate. They talked long of Aaron's plans, who would be required, and how it should be brought about. "But we cannot talk to Sung Wa unless we have something very specific to offer him, you know how particular he is about hings." said Gordon. "Yes, he will be the hardest to convince. It will be possible though. We will tell him that he can hold all of asia, australia, and the pacific islands. And then once he's of no more use, we stab him." "This is sounding like a very pheasible thing! I never imagined that I would be a UN delegate planing the conquest of the world." "All things come in time. And this, well this will just have to come in our lives. It's getting late though. And were it to seem that we were becoming to friendly there might be trouble. Goodnight."

Aaron went home thinking of the events of the past two nights. "What would keep one man so strongly held against an idea, and yet draw another in as quickly as space engulfs all around it? What makes us who we are? Is it our Humanity? No, that isn't it. Perhaps it is related to our values. Yes, I think that is the answer. Though how two men could be so different is still amazing in itself." 'Driver, why is it taking so long to get home?" Almost as soon as he said this the car swung sharply to the right, into an ally. then the driver turned around holding a knife in his hand. He could see two other men running towards the car from the end of the ally. He pulled out his pistol, the very same one which he had shot Kraig Smith with almost 10 years ago (after which he always carried with him), and fired straight into the man's face. It hit him in the mouth, shattering his teeth and causing him to choke and gag on his own blood that was now pouring out the hole in the back of his throat and down into his stomach and lungs. Aaron threw open his car door and jumped out. Both these men were armed with knives, but he saw that one had a gun holster. They were shocked at seeing him outside of the car. Not realizing what had happened inside, because the tint of the glass was so dark. He fired at the man with the gun holster first, hitting his leg and severing the main artery. The man fell to the ground screaming and cursing. It seemed strange to Aaron that the man would yell so much, as if it were the end of the world. And as he followed that train of thought he realized that truly, it was for that man. Soon, less then five minutes infact, but why?" That was as far as he got because the other man, the one with only a knife was running at him with the knife raised above his head, looking, quite comically, like a bad imitation of a homicidal maniac in a movie that didn't have a big enough budget. Aaron fired. and all was still. There was no scream, no last word, perhaps even no meaningful last thought. The man was dead, and as dead as dead can be. He had been shot straight through the head. Without uttering a word, he died. No one would remember who he was, he was nothing. He didn't even have last words. He was dead and Death would not release the prize given him.

Riseing of Powers (aka MCR)Pt 4: It Had To Be Done

it was 3:00 am and the air was warm, balmy infact. Inside a small house, at the end of a long winding country road, a child was awake, crying and screaming with all his might. The parents of the child were holding it and trying to coax it back to sleep, but to no avail.

10 years later, the same child was a very smart 10 1/2 year old who loved to be in charge even though this often got him into alot of trouble at school. His name was Aaron.

Fortunately for him, his parents owned a small lumber yard, the only one in the area infact. So throughout his entire life he had been able to go to the best schools, stores, and restaurants. Making him into somewhat of a connoisseur at a young age.

"hey, what are you doing?!" Aaron yelled at a kid who was beating up Aaron's friend David."WHy? You got a problem?!!!?" "Let him go now!" "no, hehe, why don't you's come get him." Aaron went over but the bully just turned around and hit hi in the jaw, knocking him over. Then the principle came, and the entire issue was almost completely forgoten, even by David. Except Aaron remembered. "I'll always remember. He'll pay for that one day."

7 years later, Aaron and David were still best of friends. Continually gaurding each others backs. They were the smartest kids in the school. And they even taught a Speech class for the school.


"I need gas very badly." said Aaron as they were driving home from the Circus Maximus, an amphithearter that barely deserved it's name. "I believe that sign up there is for one." sadi David.

They got out of the car, and Aaron went in to pay while David pumped it. "hello, here's 20 dollars. Please put it on pump number 4." As Aaron said this he had a vague feeling like he knew the employee standing behind the desk. "Who is he? And where did I meet him...." "here! takes your's change!!!" "What? oh, very sorry. I was just thinking." "I knew I had met him before," he thought as he went to his car. "He's the one who cracked my jaw in 5th grade. he's going to pay for that."

They got to their apartement, they both lived together because their parents wouldn't allow them to have guns as long as they lived with them. So they had both moved out and rented an apartment together.

As soon as they got home arron went inside and took out his gun. Then he sat down on the couch, and stared blankly into the wall. "Aaron, em, are you ok?" He didn't answer. Just continued to stare into the wall. "What is it Aaron? You can tell me." Aaron broke out of his thought. "Oh, nothing. I think I'm just over tired, thats all. I'm going to bed."

Aaron couldn't sleep. His thoughts were to overwhelming. He had never forgotten what happened that one day at school. He had refused to. He had seared it into his mind, and it couldn't be removed. After he heard David go to bed, and a bit after to be sure he was asleep, he quietly stole out of his room, with his smith & wesson 908 in the inside chest pocket of his coat.

He got in his car.......and drove off towards the gas station. "It's certainly a good thing he has to stay there until 3 am, otherwise I would most likely not have found him."

He drove up to the gas station. "yes, he's still there. of course he is. And he'll be here even longer then he expected." Aaron got out of his car and walked into the mini-mart. "Hello, I realized that I didn't get enough gas to make it all the way home. And this is the only gas station around." "What?! is you's not from around heea? theyss all along the road from heea to Delawa." "It's ok. I really needed to come here." And with that he pulled out his pistol and fired. The bullet hit him in the him. He screamed. One of the most horrible screams that Aaron had ever heard. But it was ok. Because this had to be done. "Who is you's!!!!" "I'm that one who had a problem with you when you would beat up my friend. I'm the one who's jaw you cracked. all for your fun. Now it's my turn." With that he fired again, hitting him in the neck. "You're going to feel this. but don't worry. It will be over by the morning." Then he fired twice, in the chest. and with that he left. "He will be dead soon. It had to be done."

He got back to his apartment. Put away his gun. Washed the blood from his hands and feet, and went to bed. To sleep until the dawn.