Sorry it’s been almost a month since I updated the story! School starting has really taken up a lot of my time.
Untitled – Chapter 2, Page 2
The soldier couldn’t find his words. He stared at the woman in front of him. Her dark hair was pulled back out of her face, her eyes were still bright, but she looked older, tired. She stared back, and there was no readable expression on her face. No one else in the room moved or spoke for what felt like an eternity. The soldier and the woman continued to stare at each other until the door opened and both directed their attention to the entraint.
“Is there a problem?” the person speaking was older, female, and followed by two large guards. She walked across the room to the woman who had identified the soldier as Eric.
“I need to be excused from this questioning.” The older woman nodded and the younger made her way out.
Finally the soldier found his voice, “Andra, wait!” She hesitated a moment at the sound of her name, but didn’t look back before she walked out and shut the door behind her. The older woman straightened her jacket and picked up the clipboard left by Andra.
“So, it looks as though you know each other.” Eric didn’t reply. He let his head hang down. How many years had it been since he looked at those eyes? Three? No, definitely longer than that. It was before the re-election of Peters, so four years. Four years since he had seen the love of his life. Four years since he told her that he couldn’t follow her anymore. He still remembered the pain in her eyes; he remembered her simply walking away. She didn’t fight him, didn’t try to convince him that she was right; she just walked away.
“You willingly surrendered to our officers. That will bode well for you here, since your life would definitely had been taken had the State gotten to you before we did.
“But before I get to know you, let me tell you a small part of what we are doing here. Then you can make your decision as to whether or not you would like to join us. Our main goal is to eliminate President Peters, although we know this simple act will not immediately remedy all Peters has done, it will be a start. At this moment, we have supporters in every area of the government, military, secret service, and the State media outlets. We currently have millions of people supporting our cause. Many of whom are willing to die to make sure our plan comes to fruition. In fact, Andra has been one of the most vital supporters to our cause. She is my 2nd in command.
“So, Eric, your loyalties obviously are not so strong to the State, or else you would not have sat. My question is, can whatever loyalty you had toward the State be completely quenched so that you can join us, or will you walk out the door?”
Eric watched the woman, “You would let me just walk.”
“That doesn’t make sense. You capture me to just let me go?”
“Eric, we are not the State. We do not kill people who do not take our side. But I can assure you that if you walk out the door, your fellow soldiers will do to you what you fear.”
“So I don’t have a choice,” he was getting frustrated. He was sick of having to pick a side, sick of playing a game just to keep his life.
“It’s America, Eric. You are always free to choose,” another of Peter’s favorite lines to use when dictating another decree.
Eric laughed out of frustration, “Fine, fine. I’ll stay, on one condition.”
The older woman raised her eyebrows, “By all means, what?”
“I will report directly to Andra, no one else.”
She half smiled, “Are you sure about that, Eric? She is quite the drill sergeant.”
“Yes, no one but Andra.”
“Done.” The two guards who had remained still the entire time went to Eric, helped him stand, and guided him to the door behind the older woman, “This way then.”