No one said a word.
The screen flipped to a frozen image of Axel Cason. It glitched for a moment, then caught up with itself. “Hey, everyone! Axel Cason here in Old Paris, where people have presumably watched the iconic Circadia video simultaneously. I’m going to head over to The Divinity Embassy here to see what they’re up to.”
We watched as he walked the cobblestone streets and rounded the corner of a building to reveal a massive crowd of people shouting and chanting at the nearest structure. “Gun! Gun for them! Gun! Gun for them!” They cheered and threw things at the facility. The camera showed as the embassy doors opened and soldiers in riot gear appeared in a uniform pattern to form a wall at the top of the steps.
The chanting stopped.
A man’s voice rose from the now-silent crowd. “Surrender!” he demanded.
The soldiers in riot gear stood still. He shouted it again. No answer. He raised his fist with his three-circle tattoo showing unity and yelled, “Gun for them!” then thrust his hand forward. The crowd lurched forward in one smooth motion, overcame the men in riot gear, and proceeded to enter the embassy.
The view switched back to Axel holding his camera selfie-style. “Obviously, the clip was well received. Let’s switch over to Rebecca in Los Angeles.”
The livestream switched to a sunny background with a young woman holding her camera in the same style as Axel had. “Thanks, Axel! I’m here at the North American Embassy, where hordes of people are lining the gates demanding reform, although they don’t seem able to get past the security gates and fence—Wait! Oh. My. God. There’s a tank. A civilian tank. It’s coming this way...I think it’s going to run right over the fence and—Wow! They’ve done it. They’ve driven a tank right over the security entrance, and hundreds of people are invading the embassy!” She turned the camera to show the lime green tank sitting atop the guardrails and fencing while crowds ran around it and into the building.
The stream switched back to Axel. “We’re receiving reports like this from around the world. I’ll show you a few.”
The live cam flipped through multiple main cities as scenes of people overtaking The Divinity flashed by. One by one they were being overthrown. The screen switched back to Axel with a smug smile on his face. “Christina Gibbins: I think you lost.”
I couldn’t help but break into joyful laughter. Our plan had worked. People were earning their place on Earth back. Everyone in the community cheered and hugged and toasted. The common area quickly became a small party where people walked around and congratulated each other and talked about what they’d seen. I sauntered over to the brothers, who now stood with Jane and Smith. Smith looked at me with kind eyes. “What’s next?”
“Gun. Gun for whatever else is out there. Gun for our place in this universe. Right?” I shifted my attention to both brothers.
Phillip answered my call to arms. “Let’s gun for it.” He winked.
“Gun for it,” Ross agreed.
“Gun for it.” Jane added her vote.
“Gun for it,” Smith replied. “I’m not playing the bad guy this time, though.”
“Smith, you’ll do whatever we need.” I rolled my eyes and shot him a playful glance.
“Yeah, you’re probably right.” He laughed.
The End
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