Short Stories

Genesis' Genesis

Genesis had just taken the Foundation under her control, she was pissed off. She wasn't entirely sure why, but damn did this give her a rush. Her workers were besides her, while she held a gun to the Overseers head. She made an announcement that everyone must view the events about to take place and once everyone pooled into the area, she began,

"Now everyone here either hates or likes the Overseer. Personally, I don't care. He was a useful tool for me and even more so until his death in about, what three minutes?" She looks over at her workers with a deadly smile,

"You see, friends, family, loved ones, we are gathered here today for a lesson. A lesson on how not to kill like a pussy, like this man does."

She looks at the man and laughs, "Can't even call him a man. First, you overtake his entire career."

Genesis looked all around her and giggled, "First step is done, so now, we go onto the second step. We don't threaten anything. That's just stupid. No, we take." She looked at her commanders, "How are we doing so far?"

The commander seemed just as fearful as their enemies, "Half way done, ma'am."

"Excellent! Second step done. Third step, how to actually kill and cover up the murder. Now, Overseer, this is where you come in. The perfect man for the job," she said, pulling the trigger, once, twice, three times, getting her anger out, as she watched the body of the Overseer fall lifeless on the floor, blood pooling around him.

She laughed. And giggled. She looked happy.

"There, see? That wasn't a pussy kill. And then you have your workers clean up the mess." She nodded to her workers, who trembled, they had cleaned up bodies before but this was another level. She's always discreetly took SCPs and let the Foundations fall, but this... Was much more direct.

"Wonderful! Now, I don't care if you don't want to die tonight, okay? I will personally pick whether or not you get to die tonight. Don't beg or plead or pray, it won't help." And suddenly, Genesis was living up to her name.