Outside the Boardroom
doors, all along the hallway, outside the chamber's walls, and in every
conceivable angle coming at the conference room, different flashes of colored
lights explode in a dazzling array of beauty. To the outsider it would be a
thing of beauty, if it didn't represent so much violence!
Green lights blast
against red lights, lavender convulses with red defenders, maroon nanobots
shake into nothingness from the red nano-guards in place.
Each House, or
Royal Family, or Trustee shows his hand in this attack of taking down Jonas Van
Hause by his Coat of Arms in color. With the Van Hause Coat of Arms represented
by blood red. It is a giant display of the egos from these men and women battling
for supremacy of the Earth, the Earth’s Moon, the settlements on Mars, and the
mining colonies on Jupiter's moons.
As each Board
Member's nanobot forms into larger bots so they can officially arrest the
Chairman, Van Hause's nano-guards destroy or are destroyed in the erupting light
display.
Of course, light is
not needed in this battle of bots, but with the victor comes the spoils.
It shows the childish self-indulgence,
self-admiration, and self-importance each narcissistic individual displays when
his color shines!
Inside, there is a
strange calmness and quietness in the room, when the Chairman finally asks,
“And what is your proof that I am lying?” Knowing quite well what is happing
outside the Chamber walls.
Charles Paley
attacks verbally now, hoping a frontal attack inside the Board Room will
distract the Chairman just long enough that he will let his guard down, outside
for that split second, which could change the battle in his favor.
“What proof do you
have Sir? Is it not your burden to prove success? Or are we just to take your
word for it?”
“I will tell you my
proof,” says Jonas. “I shall reveal to you all why I know the Tempus Project is
a success!”
On cue, the three
factions go through the same ritual of moans and groans, with most of the
silent group now joining the detractors. Very few Trustees are asking for the
“respect” the Chairman heard earlier.
“I know it has worked
and I know it will work, because I am here today.”
Peter looks to his
friend, a little confused, and asks, “Sir, are you telling us you are the
proof?”
“Yes I am.” Jonas
proclaims. “Please everyone, do not stop your attacks outside these walls. As
long as your nanobots are on the attack I'll be able to locate them and destroy
them before I am through speaking today.”
“We shall see.”
Answers Paley. “We shall see.”
“You can't handle
us all,” chimes in Mr. Chang.
“I don't have to. I
just need to hold you back until I finish my story.”
Jonas pauses for a
few seconds, a wide smile forms onto his face, and he says, “Don’t you think I
have been preparing for this my whole life?”
The attacks outside
intensify as more Trustees participate in the assault.
“Tell us your story
then, oh great one!” Says a sarcastic Paley. “Give us a reason to stop our attack and keep
you as Chairman of the Board!”
This is,
The End Of Chapter 4 Of
Why Should I Die?
Jim Hauenstein,
And,
Mr. Smith yelled at the doctor, "What have you done to my boy? He's not flesh and blood, he's aluminum alloy!" The doctor said gently, "What I'm going to say will sound pretty wild. But you're not the father of this strange looking child. You see, there still is some question about the child's gender, but we think that its father is a microwave blender.”
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- Tim Burton, -
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