Message #44432

[Mustang MKIII]

Stray Sheep
Chapter 3–Lucian Belmont

    How long Ms. Adair is going to be out? I really hope she wakes up soon, she’s probably gonna be out until morning. I suppose it’s my fault for suggesting that we go get her and someone does have to be here when she gets up to keep her from screaming. She was one of the few really great teachers. She made everyone both feel special and realize that everyone has to put in hard work to be successful. Ms. Adair taught us all to everyone with the same amount of respect no matter if we became Sheep, Shepherds, or Sheepdogs, and to make sure we always question what were told, even if it’s something she told us. I know I can talk her into this.

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   Finally she stirs, and it only took ten and a half hours.

   “Do not scream. No one will be able to hear you.”

   “Why can’t I see? Where am I? Why did you kidnap me?” Not exactly as quite as I’d like, but she’s at the very least not screaming.

   “In order; you’re blind folded, I can’t tell you where we are right this second, and I kidnapped you because I think you might help us.”

   “Why in the hell would I help my kidnapper?”

   “You’re not afraid I’m going to hurt you or something?”

   “If you were going to kill me, you would kill me, and there would be nothing I could do about that, but you want my help and killing me won’t get you my help, so I can only conclude that you aren’t going hurt me.” Good, she’s as sharp as she was when she was when I was in school.

   “You make an excellent point Ms. Adair, allow me to explain. Well, first off I should apologize for zapping you, feeding you a sleeping pill, and kidnapping you; I really do feel bad about all of that.  What we want is equality, for everyone to be treated with the same amount of fairness. Government shouldn’t be restricted to one social class. That’s how the Shepherds–no the politicians control everything. I know you’re a good person and a Shepherd and that you’re not the only one.”

   “ Tell me. Just how will kidnapping me help bring equality?”

   “We haven’t just kidnapped you. We’ve nabbed about thirty people over the last month. As for you specifically, I remember that you have a certain talent to organize people, and you genuinely believe in equality. Also robbed some stores, torched some cars, you know that sort of thing. Don’t worry we haven’t hurt anyone.”

   “That’s not possible; mass disappearances and a general crime spree, don’t just go unnoticed. It would have been all over the news!”

   “Yeah, don’t you just love government cover-ups? Trying to keep people calm, but people talk and they get scared.”

   “I still don’t see how any of that is going to change anything. Also, why were you wearing a black sheep costume while you were abducting me?”  So she remembers that.

   “Well, to be honest, the sheep thing is a little new. We’re trying to capitalize off of the fear of that school fire. I’m sure you’ve heard about how a black sheep was seen fleeing the scene. As for the crimes–.”

   “Fear.” Man! I don’t think I’ll ever get used to that deep ass voice of his. “We shall use fear to rile up the populace until the point they become so disgruntled with the way things are they revolt. In this revolt, they will destabilize the government so we can be rid of the Sheep–Shepherd system. We would then step in and ensure that a proper system of government is installed, one that allows the people to keep their sovereignty, and not have to be told that someone else is better than them just because they display sociopathic tendencies. It is for this reason, this dream, that I ask you Miss Marilyn Adair, will you assist us?” My god. He always knows just what to say and when to say it.

   “I–I think I will join you. Now please untie and get this blindfold off of me. I’m hungry, need to use the restroom, and need to think. Oh, I’m at a disadvantage with you two. You know about me, but I don’t know who you guys are.”

   “My name is Lucian Belmont. I was a student of yours about six years ago.” She has such soft hands.

   “I remember you. You were going to become an electrical engineer and used to have a lot of freckles.”

   “Don’t have freckles anymore, but I did become an electrical engineer. I made our stun gloves.”
“And your name is?”  Man he makes her look tiny. Not that Ms. Adair is small, but that just goes to show how physically imposing Animus is.

   “You may call me Animus. Animus means spirit, courage, passion, and wrath. All qualities that people in our little group have, things we see in you. Not enough people have animus, which is why they are so easily lulled into a robotic, trance like state by would-be-tyrants, a trance that we shall rouse them from. Now come we’ll take you to meet the others.”

       “Wow.” Yeah she’s in.