Stories

War

So, yes, umm.. I am here. Sadly. You captured me. Well, your country has captured me. I didn't have the choice of being here. What? I just came here on holiday. And then all of this started happening. It was like a war movie. Everything was all happy dandy up until the second day. The plane ride was nice, I guess. Had so many plans for this great holiday which I never had. Was going to visit all the landmarks, that is, before they were destroyed. What happened? You know exactly what, you flew your war machines through the sky, bombed civilians. Left your own men for dead when the rebels tried to fight. It all started on Tuesday when I visited the first bomb site. At the time the statue was fine. That statue that resembled peace in the world, no wonder you blew it up in front of everyone. Because what you have done is nothing like peace. I thought the Iron Fist was created to protect us. But what did you do? After all of this. Nothing. Just mowed down countless civilians with your war. With your force. You continued to kill the people that opposed you. All those burning countries. Until you took over the world. Filthy. Pathetic. What were you planning to achieve? World domination? Or are you all compensating for something? What did they do to make you become part of this disgrace? I know you are going to kill me. Or torture me. And at this moment I have continued to not care. Do your worst. I will never be under your dominion.