Imbalance

Chapter 4: Early Retirement

Chapter 4: Early Retirement:  

Three years have past, Billy and his girlfriend Rebecca are now Twenty years old and Vilfor is now a thriving nation ruled by Oliver Orvil. With no elections he was the supreme ruler. "Anyone who opposes will experience immediate termination." That's what his propaganda's say. He dictated the people of Vilfor. Any form of resistance, big or small would result in death for all involved. Billy now works for Oliver and his troops. "Orvil, don't you think killing anyone who resists is kind of harsh?" Said Billy. "Billy my boy, the people won't obey if you give them the gentle treatment." Oliver Said. "You have to push back to get any respect, the strong survive and the weak might as well be the pavement under my feet." He then proceeded to light a cigar. "That's the only purpose they have. Come here Billy, I have something to show you." He continued. "It's the latest in military technology." The two approached what looked like to be a mechanical human.  

"Introducing the S.M.A.R.T. which stands for: 

Superior 

Military 

Assault 

Robotic 

Terminator. 

"This baby is the start of a new chapter in this nation." Oliver said. "This is going to be the main assault force of Vilfor; with these, anyone who opposes won't stand a chance. We are actually about to perform a weapons test. Come, watch with me." Billy couldn't believe his eyes. The new Military? Just then someone came out in a suit of steel, so thick, so shiny, so....heavy looking. "This is what I mean by the strong survive Billy" Oliver said. "This individual failed to be strong and thought that there was hope in stopping me, now he has the honor of contributing to me whither he likes it or not. " Billy couldn't make out who it was, it's not like he can do anything. He was a slave to Orvil. Any moves and he could have himself killed. Without a moment too soon the robot turned on, eyes red, armor glowing, locked and ready to kill. The robot lunged forward grabbed the man and ripped his body armor right off his body like tissue. The robot then grabbed the man by the chest and proceeded to punch him, one blow after another, the crunch of his skull rang through Billy's ears and Orvil just sat and smiled with his cigar in his mouth. The robot then threw the man in the air and two large chain-guns came out of its shoulders and fired without a sign of stopping anytime soon. His body shook and twitched like a ragdoll and shrieks of agony escaped his lips. Before he hit the ground the robot then fired two beams and stench of burning flesh filled the room and what was left of the man was nothing but a pile of ashes and scorched bones with pool of blood to top it off. Pieces of the man's shirt laid everywhere, and Billy examined a piece that had an I.D. on it. He looked it over and almost in an instant he dropped it, mouth wide, hands shaking, and eyes wider than the size of melons. The man that was just vaporized was his father. 

There was no doubt, it was his father, a burst of emotions went through Billy's head; anger, hate, anguish, sorrow. They all started flooding in but the one that stuck out the most was realization. Billy remember way back when he over heard Oliver in the Whitehouse, "though he'll have to die, he shall serve me well until then." That phrase that Oliver said in the past haunted Billy's mind. Crimson was right, his dad was going to die, who would of thought that he would have to witness it as well. 

"MURDER!" Billy shouted to Oliver. "You monster!" Billy got right into Orvil's face and shouted at him non-stop. "You pathetic fool!" Oliver said. "Don't you see, your father was weak? He thought he could stop me! I tricked the fool into building this drone for me and now that I have it, I can mass produce these!" Oliver glared at Billy; a hostile, dark vibe was being given off from him. Oliver continued "You're about to tell me that I did wrong? Vilfor is full of ignorance; the people are nothing more than insects beneath my foot, tending to my every whim. No questions asked, no resistance, they all believe that I'm helping them; they think I'm a boss, a total boss. Really though it all boils down to this: they pay me, and I do nothing but work them all to death, questions will lead to death, which is the circle of life in Vilfor." Billy shook his head. "You just don't get it "he said. " The people are questioning because you're doing such a lousy job. You honestly think ruling with an iron fist is good? Military based tactics will lead to victory? For what, the countless deaths people endure to keep you afloat? We're all weak Oliver; the combined might of the people is what makes us strong, not the social status. And could you say you "Rule" over us? Turns out you "rigged" the system to gain complete power." Oliver got mad and started towards Billy "Oh is that what you think hmm? Well then, why don't I DO something then?" He pointed to the robot "Find Billy Frasier's mother and kill her, slay the betrayer and bring his girlfriend here!" Within seconds the robot activated its boosters and left the facility and within minutes it returned with Rebecca and a corpse which was in fact, Billy's mom. It dropped here and she twitched like a ragdoll. Oliver kicked her and stuck his cigar, ash end, into her face and kicked here into the bottomless pit nearby. "MONSTER! I'LL HAVE YOUR HEAD YOU DEVIL!" Billy shouted, tears in his eyes, fist forming he ran towards Orvil and the robot jumped in front of him and punched him to the ground with Rebecca sending her to the ground with him. Billy managed to catch her and keep her safe, holding her close to his chest to protect her. "How pathetic, you cling to her. Billy, I liked you, I was going to give you power, instead all that you shown me is weak, disappointing stature, no authority. Well, if you want to suffer, life in prison will do just fine, heck, I'll even let you take your girlfriend with you. Consider myself being generous this time around. You two can die together like the cliché in your theater plays." Just like that, Billy and Rebecca were tied together, hauled off by the robot and put in a prison cell.