EndGame: Sons Of America
The Beginning
MOVE NOW! The Russian sent in Spetsnaz! Retreat to caves! We will wait for them to pass.
The wind blew through the pine trees and brush on the Afghan mountain. The rebels were lucky it hadn’t snowed in a few weeks so they didn’t leave tracks back to the cave. The taller Arab man with bandages wrapped around his head moved a bramble thorn bush and stumbled into the cave.
Arab Man- No, no light till we get further down.
They sat down on a thin rug. The water from the underground spring trickled down the cavern wall. Some men hold their tin cups up to it for a drink. A small flame provides some minor heat and light. Across for them a white man sits drawing in the smooth dirt floor with his finger.
Agent O’Connor- We at the CIA are leaving this week. We trained you how to fight and use guerrilla tactics. We trained you how to move supplies underground and map out the caves. We gave you the knowledge on how to rebuild your government. It is now up to you use this knowledge to defend and better yourselves.
Arab Man- I can lead these people to a bright future in Afghanistan. One with a government and freedom. It shouldn’t take long.
Agent O’Connor- You have the Russians’ backed up to the Tajikistan border. They will soon pull out. You just have to lay low while they drop their bombs.
Agent O’Connor gets up and walks deeper into the cave vanishing into the darkness and stagnate air.
Arab Man- Take the supplies up the Tajikistan border. The Russians’ will be beat soon enough. Not you Anawar, you can stay.
The rebels leave carrying the supplies on their backs.
Anawar- My brother, we will be free soon, you did it, we made it. We can set up a government for the people. We don’t need the Americans anymore.
Arab Man- My dear brother I have yet to begin with the Americans.
Anwar- But why they helped us. The war is over with Russians’. Your followers are looking for....
Arab Man- Enough Anawar. You never could see the big picture. The people follow me because they don’t know any better. I tell them what to think and they do it. It was never about religious freedom, holy wars or even slavery to the Russians’ for me. It was always about money and power. This country is poor. The Americans have the money and power now that the Russians are licking their wounds from fighting us. We have brought them down economically. Now it’s time for the Americans. We will bring them to their knees and then strike off their head. I will rise to power because everyone will be too weak to stop me. It was the perfect plan after World War 1 for Hitler. He came to power because the other countries were weak and the people wanted hope. I will have beaten the two most powerful nations. The people will follow and fight because I will tell them the evils of America, and they will believe, cause they want hope. They want something to believe in again. All the while you and I brother will be kings.
Anawar- This is madness
A smell of chocolate cigar smoke fills the air. Out of a shadow emerges a Russian solider
Nikolai- You do what your brother tells, no? He is smart man yes. How is your head?
Arab Man- Still hurts, my right ear will never be the same and I still get dizzy spells, you saved my life Nikolai.
Nikolai - You keep your promise, my friend.
Arab Man - Your money will be waiting, I hope one day meet again
Nikolai - You pay well, we will.
Arab Man - Come Anawar we need to make our way south. Its a few days on horseback to the border.
Anawar- The fight is to the north.
Arab Man - We are going to Yemen. I have arranged to be taken to America. Once there I will build my following. Come don’t waste time.
A few months later in America
Anawar - I hate this country, I hate this state. New Jersey the people are so rude here.
Arab Man - Easy Anawar patience soon they shake in fear of our names. Did you contact our people at the port?
Anawar - Yes, in three days the weapons will arrive.
Arab Man - Very good. I have found enough people who are legal citizens to do our fighting. Weak minded fools.
Owner- Hey! I don’t pay you two to stand around all day and talk about your feelings. What do you think this is Dr. Phil! Get out there, and pump the GOD DAMN GAS!
The taller Arab man briskly walks outside.
Arab Man – 20 dollars of regular?
Young Man - You know it.
Arab Man - You have been coming here once a week since I started my friend. I know these things. Never did get your name.
Young Man- Name’s Dave.
They shake hands.
Arab Man - You have strong grip you crushed my hand.
Dave- Sorry pal
Arab Man - Maybe they should call you the crusher.
Dave- If you don’t mind me asking what happened to your ear?
Arab Man - Russian grenade went off to close to me.
Dave- Sorry, it kinda looks like the desert cat, the Caracal.
Arab Man - Yes, I know of the Caracal, very elusive and viscous.
Dave- Nice to meet ya, have good day.
Arab Man - You to my friend.
Dave pulls off down the street. He thinks to himself, Crusher, I like that, I may have to use it sometime.
Arab Man mumbles- The Caracal lies waiting to strike.
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