The Eye In The Hurricane, The Calm During The Storm

The door creaked behind me as it slowly came to a stop at the edge of the doorway. I carefully scanned my front lawn and the neighborhood around me for anybody doing their weekly chores but let out a heavy sigh when I found no one. I walked across the somewhat lumpy and squishy sidewalk that led from my front door to the new bright blue car on my flyway, pulling along my rolly briefcase with me. Nobody seemed to be in any rush to get into their new schedules that I had so generously put together for them. Each schedule and chart different from the last, personalized to every one of their needs. Why couldn't they be grateful that I had taken the time from my busy schedule to make their iis? It angered me to not be appreciated.

My steps forward took me to the back of my car where I opened the back and threw in my briefcase. I hopped into the drivers side of the vehicle and pressed on the start button and the car slowly lifted off my flyway. I tapped on my small screen and my car rose up further from the cement, and started along the daily commute to the town square. I had an important and extremely sensitive meeting with the MMST to attend that I surely wasn't going to miss this time. I stared down at the plate glass floor beneath my feet as the houses and buildings flew underneath and behind me.

In no time I had reached my office in the town hall and had made my way to the conference room with my documents in hand. As soon as I reached the room I took a seat at the end of the long table. The blue, pixelated faces stared at me waiting for their instructions. I rested my hands in front of me on the table with my papers and smiled.

"Today is your big day." I spoke out, looking around the room at the waves of blue light. "Are we ready to do this?" I asked.

"Everything is prepped and ready. We're just waiting for your go." Darrell answered from the opposite end of the table.

I smiled again, getting shivers up my spine from excitement and satisfaction. Nothing gave me greater pleasure than the sweet, sweet feeling of anticipation.

"We have exactly..." I tapped on the screen of my watch and the numbers appeared in the air above my wrist. "18 minutes, and 30 seconds until we are positioned correctly. I'll stay on the conference call until it's finished."

The minutes went by until the countdown from ten was all the noise that filled the room. We got to five and my heart was beating out of my chest, waiting for the last second to come by and take away the adrenalizing, electrifying anxiety of the moment.

Darrell yelled out "One!" from across the room and everybody fell silent as the booming noise came through the speakers in front of each of the holograms. The noise was almost unbearable and shook the table violently. By the time it had dissipated, I had come to the realization that I had the remote to turn off the speakers. I half laughed to myself and looked back up across the table at the Mars Mothership Team and when they all gave me a quick thumbs up I continually congratulated them.

"You now have the permission to return home and get ready for the big news to be announced. I am very proud of your work and dedication to this team. You and I will all be the faces of this new generation, and way of life. Good luck."

I ended the conference call and took out my phone to answer the call I was receiving from my receptionist who told me to meet the Mounties at her desk.

I made my way to the front and met with the Mounted Forces, assuring them that the event had taken place as planned and that they were to start their new tasks right away.

I watched as the first Mountie pulled out a small metal rod with a button and circles of light on either end shot out. He walked in behind the desk, and as Callie stood up to protest, locked her hands in front of her with the new-and-improved handcuffs he had grabbed from his back pocket.

"I thought you said I would be spared!" She yelled out in her state of confusion and panic.

"Well, I did say that, but then I realized that it wouldn't be fair to keep one of them in agony and not all of them. So, here we are, finally saying goodbye." I smiled and shook her hand. "Farewell."

"You can't do this to me! What about my family?!" She continued to yell at me.

I saw the chance to speak as the cliche villain and I decided to take it. "Oh, but I can. And I am. Your family will be joining you soon." I smiled at her once again and the Mountie walked her in the opposite direction, towards the holding units. Although I did sound like one, I wasn't the bad guy here, was I? I'm sparing them all the hatred that has been thrown their way for so many years. What could she possibly be mad about?

I walked out the front doors of the town hall to face a parking lot of confused and worried people. They had finally gotten out of bed to do something, it wasn't productive, but it was something. Don't worry, I thought to myself, they'll be productive soon enough when they realize that they're next if they don't. It wasn't a threat, it was just merely a punishment. Put out for those who refused to accept the orderly process of their new lives.

"Hey!" one woman called out to me and I looked in her direction as I walked down a few steps to ensure everybody could hear me.

The Mounties walked past me, down the rest of the cement stairs and through the large crowd of people, grabbing various men and women. More yells of anger and confusion came from the crowd as if they didn't know what was happening. I took out my megaphone and spoke very clearly into it. "I would hope by now that you all have seen the mandatory news and know what is happening." I looked across the crowd at various faces. "We have had a steadily increasing amount of racism issues across the globe but as of the end of today, we will no longer be having those issues."

"It's called a genocide!" somebody among the crowd called out. "This is Mass Genocide!"

"That kind of language towards me will no longer be tolerated." I spoke firmly, "This is for the good of everybody, I hope that the majority of you can understand this. I turned and walked back into the building, with the policemen following behind me to take all their captures to the holding units. I most certainly did not hate them. If I had hated them, I would be letting them stay and suffer, they should be thankful that I am wiping them off the face of the earth. Order, organization, and control is the only way to live a peaceful life and manage problems. Now that I am completely in charge everything is changing, and this change is for the better.

The small protest was still continuing on outside, and it was slowly growing, waiting for me to exit the building again. Instead, I stayed behind the glass doors listening to the star verse saviours arrive and explain to the crowd what had happened.

"Why are you doing this? I shaky voice asked from behind me.

"I'm helping." I replied smiling to myself. I turned to see who it was. "Ah, Luna. Good to see you made it." My daughter just stared at me in horror.

"This isn't fixing anything." she said stepping back, "Well, I mean, it technically is.. But you're not fixing it in the right way. And all these schedules, are taking away our freedom and-"

I cut her off "And I am bringing in order and stopping crime by knowing where everybody is at all times day and night." Why couldn't she of all people agree with me. Order and organization was better than chaos.

"Look at that." she pointed out the doors at the forces trying to calm the crowd of angry people. "You caused that with your extreme rules and murder. You've brought in so much order that it's turned itself into chaos. I don't understand how you can't see this." She continued, "You're hurting everybody. You may not be meaning any harm mom, but that's all you're causing."

"No." I continued to reply, completely in denial. She was wrong. They would soon learn that it was better for them to go this way.

"Would you be any happier if dad was taken from us in this way? No. because he would still be gone. I know you're still hurting. And so am I, but now you're causing everyone else that same pain." She looked up at me with pleading eyes. "This is too much. Stop it."

I sighed and looked down at my feet. Was she right? How could I be that blind? No way was I going to be forgiven for this. I didn't say another word to her and turned to walk to the mounties gathered over by the holding units and held out my hands to be cuffed. I looked up and nodded my head at the mountie looking at me with sympathy. Order, was in fact chaos.