Stargazer - Tribulation

Chapter Nineteen - Rhetorical Approach

The drones are set for the accretional day to happen. "Everyone!" Rory spreads out his arms. "Today, we are here, to change the history!" he pauses. "With these three people right here," the drones shift to their faces. "We can change our destiny."

"That is correct."

He walks up the stairs, taking over Rory's place, leaving him with a long face behind. "Amongst these three people here are two very close friends from us," he pauses. "They told me they will do anything for you to be living a peaceful life. However," he pauses once more to exhale. "They did not. In fact, they worked against all of us. All this time."

"That is not true," says Finley shaking his head.

"Would you call me a liar?"

"Yes, I would. I had the proof of every single one of your actions against your own, so grateful kind," he scoffs angrily. "I know everything about you."

"Then tell me, who was the one who wanted to put up walls and segregate the people?"

"You," he smirks.

"No," he says. "You told me it was the only choice to save us. We had faith in your words."

Finley turns his smirk. "You want to know the truth of my actions?"

"I do," he moves away, looking into the drones with his clearly shaved face, his hair short and greased back. "And so does the rest of the world."

"Alright," he exhales and looks straight into the drone. "This man is a liar. He is taking away everything from you, from us. Just so we keep on pretending to be in a world that doesn't exist. People, you need to wake up and realize what he is doing to you!"

"I changed the world." he smiles, slightly chuckling. "Because of me, everyone has a place!" he shouts with his veins popping out. "Because of me, everyone can live a peaceful life!"

"Because of you, everyone has lost their voice," Logan adds calmly.

Alphonse relaxes. His eyes flicker as he stares at him. "You have no right to say a word. You are nothing more than someone who tries to take away our peace!"

"No, we are not. We are trying to do the opposite."

"What?"

"Look around you, does this look like peace to you? Does this look like freedom to you?" he shakes his head. "No, you took it from us."

"Tell me your name," Alphonse looks down on him.

"My name? I am Logan. And I'm pretty sure that you have heard of me from my father."

He slowly nods. "Jason Mares?"

Logan nods.

Alphonse cracks heavily. "Of course he is! Everyone!" he spreads his arms out again. "This is the son of the resistance leader! And they call themselves Stargazer!" he smiles. "For those of you who do not know! They started all of—"

"That is not true," he says, making Alphonse throw his surprised face at him.

"You are the one who ordered to attack the city. Even if the resistance weren't here yet, you would have attacked," Finley adds.

"Where is your proof?"

Finley looks at him, lowering his eyebrows. "You are trading people for goods!"

"You can say all you want, but if there is no proof to undermine your statement, none of your words will be taken with sincere," he pauses. "My fellow citizens, every word of his is not true. The proof that the resistance started all this lies right here in the center!" his index finger points at Logan. "He is here to start the attack, with my fellow governors along," he inhales to raise his voice. "They want you all to die in vain!"