haunting silence is what heals




0 RatingsJuly 19th, 2008
haunting silence is what heals.. no big words today> they belong to a private narrative




0 Ratingshaunting silence is what heals.. no big words today> they belong to a private narrative




5 RatingsThoughts, Emotions and Blah de blah I TEND to write a lot, but very rarely is it as my own person and me own point of view. Today I am going to make an exception to that rule and lay my fiendish thoughts bare, If you read this far, read on, just don’t expect sanity. Love is an illusion, usually a one sided one at that: I have been around a lot, and by that I mean really, I have ex girlfriends on five continents, just to let you know.. and each time, it has struck me that love is such a gamble: each time I felt myself reaching for that word I would stop and stare in the mirror and watch others repeatedly gamble hoping to get lucky and find an answering line. Heh, funny world. Isn’t love supposed to be one time only? That’s a myth…Isn’t love supposed to be pure and honorable.. that’s a myth too! Feel free to disagree But then there are days when I fall flat on my face at the generosity and devotion I find from someone and I start to wonder: could it really be? Could there be real love. For me the answer has to be yes, but I didn’t expect it to last and it didn’t, maybe because I am an ultra cynical SOB, but who knows. I am attracted to a strong intellect, a graceful sense of presence and an ability to draw the line very firmly between friendship and flirting.. If you flirt with ten guys, your just insecure, not loveable. Thankfully my love alarm doesn’t kick in much, but hey, let me tell ya a story.. next post




3 RatingsMy mind has again become preoccupied with social networking.. so something to remind me of some dear truths.. this is one of my all time favorites from the pen of Victor Hugo, an alias i have used sometimes. enjoy THE GRAVE AND THE ROSE The Grave said to the Rose, The Rose said, ‘In the shade
VICTOR HUGO.
‘What of the dews of dawn,
Love’s flower, what end is theirs?’
‘And what of spirits flown,
The souls whereon doth close
The tomb’s mouth unawares?’
The Rose said to the Grave.
From the dawn’s tears is made
A perfume faint and strange,
Amber and honey sweet.’
‘And all the spirits fleet
Do suffer a sky-change,
More strangely than the dew,
To God’s own angels new,’
The Grave said to the Rose.




2 Ratings January 26 found me with some time to kill, and true to my style i picked up a second pc and decided to boot out microsoft from it. After some hair raising adventures with the ATI drivers i finally have all the eyecandy working… this thing blo9ws away vista.. not even a close contest. Ubuntu would reach this far this quickly i had no idea, kudos to those developers and a great big thank you for saving me from the microsoft tax and the major PITA called vista cheers P.S ; I am working on a new story but it has a more adult theme so wondering if it can be posted here or not.. not going to read the TOS of the site to figure that out.. Maybe someone can tell me. Thanks in advance.




4 RatingsCaptain Vikram Talwar, NSG, and his two commando pairs ( hits , in NSG lingo) were bored to death. He stamped his feet and kept a brisk pace to beat the Delhi chill as he made his rounds. Protecting a VIP was the dullest duty he had ever pulled, and He had pulled it under protest, He did not want to babysit the bottom feeding scum that made up delhi’s “elite”. Warriors did not belong here. Boredom dispelled in a hurry: He and his men hissed in surprise as the omega alarm coursed through their nervous system, literally, Since the Omega alarm was in their watches , and consisted of a parody of the age-old SOS. The watch delivered enough volts to make his nerves scream, for a microsecond, then a microsecond pause and another jolt,. Most of his superiors thought of him as a soldier’s soldier. And his team as one of the best ever to cross the chasm between ordinary commando and elite , They just didn’t know how elite. He smiled in recollection,He had thought being a commando dagger in the Indian army meant something,after 33 days of hell , Then Omega had stepped in: Offering a bigger challenge, taunting him.. he had officially been on vacation when the grueling tests began, and at some point, Even he had doubted anyone could pass the omega challenge, then bit down on his already bleeding lips and carried on. And to his amazement, his body had carried through. His mind had never doubted, but he had been surprised at what his body had been able to manage.. He had lost 19 pounds in those two weeks.. and his men had been right alongside him there too. Now the Captain melted away and the Omega Warrior emerged, No, Five warriors. Those jolts from the watch would seem extraordinary to someone not omega, But they primed his warrior implants and awoke them, there was no other away they could be activated, They responded to Omega Control , and Only omega Control.. He suspected there was more to the watches.. but he Didn’t care , It felt good to be so fully alive again.. He ran a self diagnostic as his Vision went from Human to Omega warrior. It was amazing how much technology Omega had crammed into his system… He suspected some would call him a cyborg if they ever found out… Vision enhancements , With eyes Able to switch from visible to infrared to UV at a thought, plus a Heads up Display of his own internal functions and whatever else he chose to see,including eyes on the back of his head .. which he had found hilarious at first..wide angle optical sensor implanted exactly over his occipital ridge . Mastoid auditory receptors.. Enhancing audio pickup upto a 1000 percent if he so chose, or blanking out noise in self defence . Bloodstream stem cells, highly modified for one task, Rapid regrowth of tissues damaged by Hostile fire. Bones reinforced from the inside by another kind of stem cell that deposited a honeycomb of a heavy metal.. making them six times stronger than normal bones. Electronics hooked into his vocal cords, that on command would intercept speech and convert it into omega command code..electronic or infrasound. There was more, but all He was interested in, was this He was Omega’s Elite field soldier. Omega Blue One. His thoughts shifted like lightning as Omega control spoke “ Code red : code red : code red” For a moment Even he had not believed. Omega the invincible, On code red? Then he and his team had simply relaxed their postures and listened to the furious chatter on the Omega battle net, Units under attack.. Manpacks.. Casualties rising…Mind a razor’s edge..Hackles rising, As omega Command uploaded sitreps calmly as ever. Then deathly silence for what seemed like eternity, but had been less than 30 seconds, And Omega Control was back on.. But a Blue one could differentiate to a degree normal warriors couldn’t.. This was a different Omega control: At that point his nerves had been taut with tension: was omega compromised? No, Only the HQ had been taken down: and his mind had raged, finally. And he knew every omega field commander shared that anger: Omega was sacred ground. It had been defiled.. and then the answers started coming in.. from within. He had always taken pride in his calm, collected response to a crisis..But the Fury burning through him now was frightening…. And he could almost sense it in every other omega out there. Omega Betrayed. And Now he had his orders: Omega control had pinpointed the Traitors: Now it was upto Him, AT least for One traitor: The Director General MilOps. A part of him wanted more time to prepare, Needed more support. The man was protected by a ready guard that outnumbered him 6 to 1, most of it his friends . But the man was Now OPFOR , and it was upto him to get it done. Support was coming, but it would be late..He didn’t want it in the way, Anyway. One glance at his men confirmed it: No waiting, This was now, It was time to Move. And Five Demons from hell erupted from darkness into the ready guard on the front entrance, , Bodies Running on Omega boosted Reflexes. Weapons silenced, on full auto: The men never even saw them before catching the omega specials: Depleted uranium Exploding bullets … and . He was running , a flying leap over the tangle of bodies that had been the outer perimeter and his banshee wail as his shoulder butted into 3 inch steel reinforced oak… it would have held 9mm rounds, It would have held off grenades.. but It splintered like cordwood under his furious momentum, concentrated on one point. His men were a split second behind . Omega control had forbidden suicide for this traitor, And He was Omega ‘s Sword… he urged more speed out of his body as he raced, following the map Omega control uploaded .. A skidding turn to the left and two more NSG guards: weapons coming up… Mistake, One part of his mind chided his former colleagues.. as the other part triggered two three round bursts from the 4.7 mm caseless Heckler and Koch designs, Omega weapons , never breaking the full gallop he was in, and two heads exploded . Omega ‘s Sword, they called him: taken from his name, talwar.. and they were right, His detached mind whispered”.He was past them before they were halfway to the ground… Omega control was chattering about his back , a heavy weapons squad coming up from the right of that junction he had just turned.. he flicked up a picture on his display.. none had a bearing on him , yet.. and time slowed down as he Boosted into Overdrive on his servo implants. And the men seemed to go slow mo.. He would have to trust his men to watch his back.. No time… door coming up, straight ahead. Titanium door.. war room, one flight down. HE switched to armor piercing grenades and his bullpup belched 5 . omega control was chattering again, he overrode the link: he was running straight into the blast radius. No time .. No time.. and the world exploded around him, something hitting his left shoulder and then he was through.. taking the steps 5 at a time.. .. and exploded into the war room.. The twit had a gun in his mouth.. can’t have that, That detached part of him thought.. and another carefully aimed burst blew the gun apart, along with the man’s shoulder.. at this awkward angle. And He was was skittering to halt.. gun aimed firmly at the Man who had defiled Omega.” Don’t even Breathe, Coward..”, time to report in :” Target secure and in custody, Omega control”.. an emotionless voice on the net.. and then He realized that it was his voice, and exulted. There will be enough time to take stock. He knew the old saw about” the only thing more terrible than a battle won is a battle lost” . For now: Omega’s sword had struck the first Blow. ************ My lone reader here suggested i submit this to a publishing house, well, i am taking that advice.. although i wrote this mainly as a hobby, I write professionally too, as it happens




2 RatingsHis brooding was interrupted by the intercom light blinking. “Coming up on omega prime, Sir, ETA 30 seconds.”The pilot continued, more hesitant this time “You need to get yourself looked at, Sir. The sensors are registering wild readings on your body function parameters”
He ran through a self diagnostic before answering.. “That’s an agent’s field equipment messing with the sensors … I am not hit. You have never flown Blue One agents before?” The silence stretched out.. then” Uh, No sir, Just got qualified for this bird , actually.. was a REMF before this” and the Man in Black had to suppress a laugh, “ No one in Omega is a Rear Echelon M*ther F@%@ , Isn’t that why you joined, Son?” “ Yes, sir”
Conversation was better than brooding.. So the Man in Black continued” Anything else you want to ask, lieutenant” .. even longer silence “ How many did we lose back there , Sir”
“ All of them, LT, all of them. Omega Control had 130 specialists round the clock, at any given time. All of them are one fireball now” the next statement he dreaded, but it didn’t come , instead
“ Coming up on landing, uh, Brace yourself, sir”
And the craft jerked with the full 9g of deceleration it was designed for.. and before he had time to think, it was on the ground.. rotors slowing .. And as soon as he stepped out.. the turbines were spinning up. His reception committee was waiting.. but the Black Helo was already gone before he reached them..A young colonel, by the looks of it “ Colonel, Lets get moving, and we can introduce ourselves on the way” and a mad dash again.. to Omega prime’s control room.
His Alpha Unity was there , who so easily could have become alpha prime today.., and his perverse taste for military courtesies.. “ Atten-hut” Rang out as he stepped Into the room .
He slid one look at his watch : 20 minutes to op Aryan nation.. then it was time
“Alright gentlemen, Time for a briefing, lead the way”
30 more precious seconds as everyone settled down.
“ Alpha unity, Sitrep, please” He took a moment to look at his second in command ,who looked More a Bull than a man, wide shoulders , Big hulk of a man, and Utterly loyal.. He had been offered The top position, But he had forced The man in black to continue.. He would lead when he had to, But he understood the responsibilities of command too well to WANT it, A rare breed, that man.
Simpy standing, he towered over everyone.. “ well, There’s a lot we don’t know, Chief. But somethings we do know.”
“1. When You got hit, every other Major base that they thought had omega elements in it was hit as well, usually Inside jobs. Fortunately in our case, We have never had uniformed personnel come in direct, and we look like a commercial enterprise from the outside, so they never checked , Now they know ,of course.. But that can’t be helped.”
“2.Then those damned Erasers. They were five kiloton nukes, Once they Knew they had Failed, Those erasers dropped from orbit.. Anything terrestrial We would have caught. Someone on their side messed up, Erasers are SOP for special forces.. so that itself indicates this was no rogue band of terrorists or Indian assets.. It’s much more sophisticated. But these RV’s dropped from stealthed satellites : And that worries me some. That doesn’t stop us shooting the shit out of that sector of space, But it means One of the Big’uns is after us. We have to decide if we want to reveal our space capabilities or not.
One related thing: We managed to blow the things up, But they are too clean for conventional Nukes.. they look like One of ours than anything else, so at least one other party has the same level of sophistication in cobalt bombs. The computers are still digging, so we may find something, hopefully.”
“3: The squeal from HQ “, .. a visible wince this time .. “ former HQ, has caused Our computers to go into Lockdown on the base, They are still insisting On Op Aryan nation and are refusing to elaborate, citing Battle protocols , which means Only You and me have the authority to order them to stand down , and Im not sure if that would be a mistake.”
I’ll let the computers take it from here .. No sooner said than done .. the holo projectors came online
And the smooth impersonal voice of Omega Control came on…
“Welcome back from the dead , Omega Command, My counterpart had assumed you were dead.. your 2IC is incorrect on two aspects , The base is in a Communications lockdown, Not a full lockdown. I feel it necessary in view of the repeated attacks against Omega . Precision coordinated and with space borne assets, we can do no less, I do not need a saturation strike aimed on my point defences”.
“ The second thing, Like it or not, gentlemen, Omega is at war,as you fully know. What we don’t know is the strength of the invasion, And with Omega in Command, We can Utilise India’s potential fully, Records show that India’s political Leadership has let the country down when it mattered most, and that was and is the reason for omega to exist. “
The view on the screen changed “ Omega’s assets are mostly immobilized and it’s warriors under attack. Active units have suffered over 13 percent casualties and climbing, Omega HQ is a blast crater, and Hidden assets may come into conflict with the government when they move In any strength, Such as when fighters will move to interdict saturation fire on my point defences.”
“None of Omega scenarios envisioned omega will be attacked first, We were invisible, I can only assume Your council has Traitors, Omega command.. But With an Intact government , Omega cannot move most of its Assets effectively. I do not want Omega Hammerheads shooting down IAF planes, Does any one Else, And they will Have to , if they have to move to defend me or other omega assets. May I remind you gentlemen a single Hammerhead will go through any wing or squadron that scrambles to intercept like a Knife through butter, And I have 300 of those waiting on Battle reflex :Red One mode, not counting the reserves?
And the silence stretches out … again….
The Man In Black waded in “ so where does that leave us, Omega Control”
The answer was prompt “ Execute Op Aryan Nation or Risk Omega Annihilation”
And the silence deepened….




3 RatingsThe Young soldier was back.. in record time, The man in Black noted with satisfaction. Now to see if omega command had survived. He thumbed the talk key : Omega Prime to Omega secundus, Over. The flight to the new Omega prime gave him enough time to catch up… Events had been moving like a badly choreographed movie, No time to think .. time to take a few breaths..Then the word” erasers” popped up. Omega secundus , now Omega prime , knew more than he did. So whose special forces and whose eraser..Then he looked at the watch: 7 minutes from first contact. minutes in which Omega had transformed.. and the countdown had not stopped: 22 minutes to operation Aryan nation. “shit”
The reponse, quick and unhurried, Brought another smile to his face ..” Omega secundus reading Omega prime , Please authenticate,over” for all the polite phrasing, He knew a fumble would only end his Career as a Brahmos homed in on his radio signal and came screaming in at a little over mach six.
“ Omega prime authenticates Bravo-Alpha-niner-Zulu- Foxtrot, standby for squeal from comsats on K-band, vertical polarity. Omega Control is off the net , I say again, Omega control is off the net.,Acknowledge” and hoped like hell the computer had managed to upload everything for the burst transmission”
“ Secundus acknowledges squeal and authenticates Get-the-fucking-bastards, Over”. Another freeze the seven hells smile.
“ Omega control is compromised, I repeat, Omega Control is compromised: Omega is abandoning primary , we have cockroaches in the kitchen, Over”
A touch more emotion,this time” Omega Prime acknowledges, Control is down, Executing Firestorm . ETA on target is 90 seconds .. i repeat, ETA is 90 seconds .MOVE MOVE MOVE”.
And then there was nothing except a mad dash for safety. Amazingly, All of them made it out.. except one raider who had been hiding somewhere. Five hypersonic missiles , right on the dot. Secundus had loaded thermite. Jeez. The man literally jumped off the building and vaporized in midair.
Less than ten seconds later, The pickup arrived, and the Man in Black felt pride once more. Goddamn, His kids were good.. no, The best. That pilot had burned some rubber getting here.
The communicator buzzed” omega prime to Alpha prime, Confirm roasted rats, over”
“alpha prime acknowledges bar-b-q pit. Good shooting. I have men on the ground and that bird isn’t big enough , Over”
Hesitation, this time” Alpha prime, that is Your plane sir, The others are on the way, We have incoming Erasers on that site, we don’t know whose yet”
“ Alpha prime acknowledges, lets get out of here.. and a hand signal sent his men scattering away from the incoming nuclear fireball, as the VTOL touched down.
“The pilot took one look and went ashen..” sir, you are hit” . The man in Black bit back his anger and smiled.. “ No I am not, But I need to be at omega prime ASAP, let’s see if you can set a new record, shall we” and the world dissolved into dust. As the VTOL turned into a whirlwind..and the pilot redlined his four engines…
No other word sufficed. The man in black brooded as the craft raced for the New Omega prime.
Omega was at war, with no enemy in sight.




4 Ratings And slipping on the blood slicked floor..for a moment his Brain refused to recognize it ..as the smell hit. Cordite.. and Blood, from a lifetime ago. then old reflexes took over .. turning that slip into an almost casual feetfirst dive and a roll to the right, taking the impact on his soldiers, As his heart lurched once: A Hit team, Inside Omega. And then there was no time as one hand hit the button that summoned his personal Bodyguards, Normally never allowed here.. And the Other hand reached for his sidearm.. one he’d carried across three wars and more years than he wanted to remember… a Browning 9 mm, always carried “cocked and locked” In his holster.. Ironically called “condition one”. A quick flick and the safety was off… And his mind was back in the zone, There was only him and the two shooters on the other side of the desk firing a hailstorm of silenced rounds. He heard one weapon click on empty..rolling left, He squeezed off two rounds,a quick One two that took one down. But the other was missing, where? The Huffing and puffing ADC chose that moment to arrive, sidearm extended . a single “phut” from the rear right of the room and the ADC was down., a round neat hole in his forehead… as The Man In Black squeezed off two more shots blindly, and rolled further left to get behind the display console desk… several rounds chasing him Into that sparse cover. He winced at the rounds smashing into the comm Gear, millions of dollars worth of it. He heard the second one’s weapon click on empty. Trick, one part of his mind whispered , so he fired off two more shots in the general direction, the return fire confirmed it, This one was tricky. Well, two can play at this game, Kid.. with a grin on his face, The man in black wasted four more rounds in the general direction of fire, and waited .. sure enough.. footsteps, with no attempt at stealth. The man had counted and had decided he was empty.. and was walking towards him . The Browning 9 mm held 13 rounds, not the more universal 9+1, as many in the past had learned to their cost. One silent, smooth motion as he uncoiled into sight and he caught surprise on that hooded face .. as a quick one two caught the raider’s throat, nearly severing his neck. Heavy boots crashing in the corridor as the first of his bodyguard arrived..The Man in Black caught an Impulse to giggle, Just like in the movies.. too late to do any good. Then he looked at his watch.. and 2 minutes had elapsed since he left the conference room. He choked the giggle down, as the mess that was Omega control registered.. No controlling anything from here. No wonder the Computers had called in Red One, Lacking information, They had to assume Omega was threatened across the board. The how can wait for later..Let’s get moving, Soldier, his mind nudged. His body guards were clearing the Building.. Choppers on the roof.. They had had inside help.. No way to decide who at the moment.. But he would remember when the time came. He owed that to his warriors.. and himself. They couldn’t know that a backup control center would activate after two minutes of silence from Omega Prime. Only he knew that..But they had tried their best to decapitate Omega. Time to stop that , He found himself reaching for his communicator.. which had taken a bullet, somehow.. He rapped the nearest Helmet… Get me a communicator, he looked at the rank tabs,
Snatching off his commlink.. The Man in Black raced for his Command post… There was something very wrong here.. Operation Aryan nation was a battle for the nation’s survival, when it’s government had been decapitated.. The government was wide awake and alerted.. so why were his Computers going to condition Red One… He raced past his own Aide de Camp.. a detached part of his mind noting the fact for a future tongue lashing.. the man was getting soft.. and then he was in the control Room..
Captain, I have a phone call to make, ASAP.




5 Ratings Omega Calling, Report In. And one by one, bleary eyed, half dressed, The omega council reported in. The Computers obediently created a virtual meeting hall.. all but two were on video links. “Your country has failed me and my men, And the simple question is: DO you want omega to run it for you?”The voice like tortured tearing metal grated on. “Omega is code Red, under attack by units it considered loyal: And they picked exactly the wrong unit to go after: That detachment is armed with man portable nuclear weapons, And those weapons are Armed NOW”. Gasps of horror, finally. Shock, mostly. “You armed your men with tactical Nukes?” “No, Minister, Nuclear grenades: sub kiloton yield” Which means My men MIGHT not hesitate using them. Omega doctrine states No more than 10 percent casualties in a battlefield scenario.. and we are holding at 7 percent” Fingers punching keyboard.. “I estimate no more than 15 minutes before the 10 percent limit is crossed: At which point Omega troops will go “weapons free” on the nukes.” “I have not decided, I want someone to tell me that the bastards who did this will die slowly, and just maybe.. I can stop this disaster: And if I find out It was this governments doing..” He let that sentence trail off The computers, Lurking, Uploaded the maps. A slight frown on that face“ Your troops are my troops, Omega” “Operation Aryan Nation commences in 29 minutes and 50 seconds” “Omega, signing off”
The older ones were used to it by now.. The oldest member had a wry, rueful grin on his face. “ why do your emergencies never happen in civilized timings, Omega Command”
“ I do not run the world , Old timer, I respond” The harsh metallic voice grated out, through clenched teeth.
That got everyone’s attention. The Man WAS, for all intents and purposes, Omega. And he was angrier than anyone had ever seen before.
“ Are we clear”
The old timer again” crystal clear.. so why the meeting , if you have decided”.
The Director general - Ops Officer peered into his display” Can I see the troop disposition”
“ well of course they are, IDIOT.. Omega is Indian.. but those are the best you have, and they are Omega first. My question: Can You relieve them in time?”
The Computers chose that moment to chime in: “Casualties are now 11 percent. Omega is “weapons free” across india.”
“Shit” from several people at once.
The computers, Insensitive to emotions, droned on: “Operation Aryan Nation “ commences in 30 minutes and counting.
A silent, oh shit from the Man in Black.
“ Ladies and Gentlemen, I will need an answer in 5 minutes.. But I Am running out of time. Operation Aryan Nation means The computers have decided that For omega to survive , It needs to take over This country.




1 RatingsYou wait for years for the warning bell to sound.. and prepare yourself as well you can. But the first Shriek of Code Red : Code red: Code Red: battlestations : .. still manages to surprise you, Thought the Man in Black wryly: As a couple of million beepers went off country wide and Omega awoke again. This one was a surprise, Omega had no reports of external hostile forces.. so had to be internal..But what ? Rubbing eyes just woken, racing to get into uniform .. He noted with satisfaction his transport and the ready guard was already Fully alert. A swift ten minute Journey to HeadQuarters. Even in the middle of that bedlam, The man in black felt a fierce joy in how His creations had responded, His children, His men. His WARRIORS. The fearsome AI computers at the heart of Omega CompCent awoke.. and tore into all intelligence networks. He needed Information. Could india Dare? Dare take him on.? In a few moments , the answer started becoming clearer.. Not the nation, But the corrupt men Omega was designed to fight, In alliance with those who sought to “contain” his country. Four of his field commanders were dead , poisoned..and those units were tearing into the Attackers. Then The names of the casualties flashed up onscreen and he swore a silent oath. They Couldn’t locate the Ones wearing no uniforms, so they had attacked the ones who did.Oh dear god, Those were Nuclear Units. The computers clucked a bit and confirmed , MANPACKS were armed. Man portable Nuclear devices, On manual Override. For the first time in his years long vigil, The Man in Black truly felt fear. He would have to trust his men to keep their word, he couldn’t disarm those weapons. And if one went off.. While his Brain was digesting the information flowing in, A part felt detached, planning, calculating. The computers reported the Numbers reporting in, dispassionately .. 2 Million warriors, woken from slumber. Racing to Arm and Scrambling to Intercept . It was time to decide. His country had allowed this to happen,and there was blood debt to be paid. But the true power of Omega couldn’t be shown yet.. so he forced his mind to concentrate, to contain units not already engaged. Snapping out orders to put them into holding patterns. It was Time to Decide: to make the final call :And a shriller call went out: OMEGA CALLING .Lightning Priority. Satellites that normally were sleepy dumb comsats awoke. Computers Cut into calls ,in the middle of calls, Overriding privacy codes. Omega Calling, Report In. .. Report In NOW. Switched off phones awoke.. and shrieked the Omega callsign. Omega Calling, Report In.
Operation Aryan Nation commences in…
The Children of the dawn were under attack .. as reports started flashing in… and they were Responding with all their suppressed fury , stored so carefully over the years , To Unleash when the moment came. For a moment The Man feared for his own and the Country, That His Creations would go off the leash.. then the commander in him took over, Snapping out orders to make sure that did not happen.