"Was this the right thing to do?"

U.S.A

Cnidaria 17

"Was this the right thing to do?"

We couldn't get out of D.C fast enough. All the airports were slammed and grounded. No rentals were being distributed. There was panic in the streets. Even into the morning the city was still smokey and crying, remembering the moment the whole nation was gut punched. Tried as they did to lock down the city from no one getting out. The sense of who's in charge was too much to combat. If you don't know who's ultimately paying you tomorrow organizing anybody is hard to do. There was no address to the nation, just looped footage of the Capital burning. The citizens went rampant. Looting and vandalism was found on every street corner. There was so much distraction that Thylonius and I did not feel a sense of foreboding to get out of the city out of fear of getting caught. There were so many unrelated dead bodies on the streets that it would take weeks to find any connections. Even so, we didn't linger long. Out of the many car lots that had been broken into we found a key and hit the road. Our goal was to get out of the country because what was coming was not something we wanted to be around for. First, we needed money. We had several different identities from every part of the world but sadly along with the cash we needed, was locked up in a safe in Lucius house in Miami. Hence, our journey to get it back. That came with risks, however.

The company we worked for we knew was very powerful. They didn't just have members in the U.S they were an international organization. Yes, we cut off a limb, but time will tell if the world order would turn upside down. In my mind, chaos will reign for a week or so and then another puppet will emerge to take hold of the unattended wheel. Once that happened and they put two and two together, blood will be owed. Hopefully by then we would have longed disappeared.

It didn't take long for us to hit i95 and see open road ahead of us. It was a 16-hour drive, and I was driving solo since Ty didn't have his license yet. We didn't need any excuse to get pulled over. Even so, the paranoia kept me alert and on the straight and narrow. For the first few hours nothing was said by either of us. Just the soft background of music coming from the radio. My mind was pulled in multiple directions. What going to happen next, are we being followed, what are we going to find when we get home, can we really go home? Question after question crossed my mind as I cruised down the highway on autopilot. The biggest question I had for months that I never allowed myself to think about crept up to the forefront of my mind. A question I couldn't hold in anymore. I looked to my right where Ty was leaning back with his arm holding up his head, looking out the window. He had bags under his eyes, and he looked tired but he seemed to be powering through. I had to know though.

"Ty..." He nods his head to show that he's listening, but he doesn't take his eyes off the window. "What's your end goal in all this?" Again, he never turns his head around and answers flatly.

"To reset the world." Duh, you said that before. My frustration was rising but I kept it under control.

"I mean what is your plan to get there? Will we be running for the rest of our lives, looking over our shoulders? How can you reset the world? What we just did I understand is heavy and will shake the whole world, but I doubt much will change from this. Things will calm down and a new leader will rise and set things straight like they've always been." He didn't answer immediately, and he continued to look out the window. His expression didn't change and just continue to be observant to everything outside the car. After maybe 30 seconds of silence, he finally answered.

"The current world landscape is a lot more fragile than you think. U.S.As enemies aren't as far away as you think either. It's common to believe that their biggest rivals are Russia and China, but have you ever stopped to look at their neighbors and think what-if? Let's play that game. What if the rumored most powerful and deadliest army in the world was put at a standstill where they couldn't move or unite. What would happen? We were taught that hesitation leads to death. Do you know that the King of the Great Britain is the Head of State in Canada's government officially. If it's supposed to be ceremonial or political I can't say. However, invading the U.S and taking land for Canada would only increase the United Kingdom's wealth. For an empire that's been doing that for a millennium, they already lost this land once. It's hard to say no to that. China has great relations with all countries in North America. I don't think they have to say much to get Mexico to move. They've been treated like parasites for decades, have China send them weapons, technology, and it'll be looking really dicey down there. With all that turmoil happening and with another world power gone, the balance of power has disappeared. Now the big boys get to do what they want. Big dog eats little dog, just from a moment of weakness."

I was stunned, that was a little too farfetched and a reach for me to act on. There were a lot of assumptions that were taken for the United States of America to be invaded. "What if your wrong, and what I say comes to pass then what? Also, say what you foresee happens, then what? You say reset the world but what does that really mean?" He finally turned his head to look at me full on. I took a glance at his eyes and his irises were full white with a hint of their usual brown. I felt a pressure from him, but nothing like it was in the past. It was controlled and it flowed like water. I felt myself swerve on the road and my head snapped back towards it. As I was about to acknowledge this phenomenon, he proceeded to answer my questions.

"Your right, I'm not omnipotent so your versions of things may come to pass. If it does, then we will just have to pivot to other forms of chaos to get the desired result. That desired result like I said before is to reset the world. That's a broad statement for sure. What I really mean by that is to bring isolationism back to every country, back to every continent. The only way to do that in my eyes is world war."

Silence squeezed back into the car; I felt that same pressure intensifying as Ty stared into the side of my school gauging my response. Studying my body language, waiting to dissect anything I had to say. When someone threatens war, an aggressive tone would probably be present before and after the threat. I didn't feel that at all. He made it sound more like a chore more than anything. Honestly, as the bigger sister, maybe I should reprimand him for his complete lack of humanity in these statements. Being even more honest, I really didn't care that he wanted to force World War III. How I saw it, things were going down that path anyway, he would just be expediting it. The mass death that was coming with that was something I had far accepted emotionally. I had a small hill of dead bodies on me anyway. What I cared about was if I would be able to live the life, I wanted to after his goal was realized. Without taking my eyes off the road, I responded.

"Once this World War finishes will our work be complete?" I heard a sigh and a readjustment of his body against the window.

"I haven't got that far yet, but the fresh beginning would be better than what we have for ourselves right now that's for sure. As things stand right now ever since we left Libya, our lives have been on a crash course to premature death at the hands of this company that has been presumably running the world for centuries. That won't go away until we reset, either we follow through with this or we accept our fate."

Well, he's not wrong. I'll have to be content with that and think of what comes after on my own. I looked at the dashboard clock and looked at how many hours had passed so far. Decided we're probably going to have to speak through this now to pass the time. First things first though.

"Ty, we need to talk about this changing eye color. It's becoming freaky."