“Whatever the price,” I whispered.
“What did you say?” he asked me.
I looked up at him, wondering if the hate could bleed out of my eyes and kill him.
“I’ll do it.”
“What?”
“You heard me.”
“I don’t . . . “
“I said I’ll do it.”
“But . . . “
“Listen, if we don’t stop these animals, everything I love will be chopped up, itemized, and finally digested into their burgeoning empire. The produce of our fields will go to their armies, they’ll press gang our boys, and they’ll probably take Mrs. Milver’s silver too. So, I don’t care a pittance about you and me. We have to stop them. I wouldn’t have come to you if I didn’t know the price.”
Author’s note:
This short piece belongs to a longer story I have in the back of my mind, the only other part of this story that I’ve ever written down can be read here: Virtue’s End.
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This is very interesting. is this at the beginning of a chapter? Who are the characters talking? Did you want them to be identified?
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Thank you for reading. The basic plot is that genetically engineered soldiers are running rampant and taking over the whole world. These two are old enemies that have to put aside their differences to fight the greater threat.
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Oh that is very good. I hope you are continuing to work on it .
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Not my top priority right now. I don’t really have much more than a setting and a few characters.
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