“There's not a
day goes by I don't feel regret. Not because I'm in here, or because
you think I should. I look back on the way I was then: a young,
stupid kid who committed that terrible crime. I want to talk to him.
I want to try and talk some sense to him, tell him the way things
are. But I can't. That kid's long gone and this old man is all that's
left. I got to live with that.”
The
Hamburglar*
Went to my
anime club today. Had lots of fun a per usual. People brought board
games. Someone even brought Pokemon Monopoly of all things. Ah,
Monopoly, the game based on one of the most horrid economic
situations that can cause so much damage and put so much power in
single entities and hurt the people by putting them under the
monetary thumb of another. But this time with cuddly Pokemon!
Anyway onto the
flash fiction!
Bullets and
Blood vs Magic
“I bet you
think you're so special. I bet you thought once you took out atomic
weapons you could just walk all over us and take over our world. Well
it didn't work and here we are,” the British soldier said smiling.
“How did you
breach the magic barrier of our castle? How are you here?” The
wizard king was genuinely shocked for the first time in ten years.
Being one of the eldest wizard kings on the Council of Wizard Monarchs
he wasn't surprised easily. The two hundred year old man protected
himself with a powerful magical barrier of his own so he isn't wasn't
in immediate danger from the soldier's weapon.
“We broke
through. Bombs. American Marines were find you, but really the entire
castle is flooded. It's still bizarre you made the castle bigger on
the inside than it is on the outside. I hate magic.”
The wizard
stared at the soldier baffled. “But our weather magic should have
manipulated the skies so that none of your missiles could reach us.
How could you deliver any sort of bombs? And this castles barriers
are enforced by magic from castles we warped all across your world
when we warped this one into your world. All guarded by our best
wizards with spells so powerful they could wipe out legions with
their combined might. How could you do this?”
“We destroyed
every castle and killed every wizard. We brought more soldiers than
your wizards could handle. It cost us countless lives but every
country in the world marched troops on your bases and tanks and
whatever we could get even if we couldn't get things through the sky.
Your wizards would kill us and we would keep coming, even if they
summoned demons or golems. Britain, America, Iraq, Japan, Canada,
Mexico, China...I could list every country I could think of, sent
soldiers to kill your wizards. And we won. Just by spilling our own
blood and hitting you with enough bullets to break your magical
barriers. Eventually they do go down. Whether we use grenades,
machine guns or just blast them with a hand gun, enough of anything
with eventually make them go down.”
“Every other
world before you has given up,” the wizard mumbled.
“Welcome to
Earth.” The Britain soldier smiled.
“Tixafahi”
The wizard cursed in the native tongue of his dimension. “I'll kill
you.”
“If you kill
me, then you'll just have to face the thousands and thousands of
soldiers behind me. Swedish? Brazilian? Take your pick. They'll keep
unloading bullets on you until their last breath. Honestly I'm
probably the only soldier that's ever stopped to reason with one of
you after your initial sucker punch attack on us. Surrender to me and I think I can convince them to use you to reason with the rest of the wizards to prevent more conflict.”
The wizard put
his hands behind his head.
“Lower your
barrier,” the soldier said “You think they'll trust you with that up?”
The wizard
sighed while he lowered his barrier.
The soldier
immediately shot him.
“What are you
doing!?” The wizard yelled.
“Every single
one of my family members is already dead because of your magical
bombardments on our cities. Don't think I'd ever let any of you
live.”
The soldier
finished the job before the wizard could get a another word in.
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