The crowd is tired of waiting, they are afraid, fearful of the news I bring, good. It is time to act, time to walk out there, place my hands on the podium, and raise my name into its rightful place, as the greatest president, in the history of the United States. Ah, the roar of the crows as their savior arrives, splendid. I'm so jolly I can hardly contain my smile, and the crowd quieting with a wave of my hand feels so magical. Wake up, wake up my boy, this is no time to dream, there is a speech to address. O.K. Stern eyes, check, sweeping gaze, check, righteous fever, check! Now let's give the masses what they've been waiting for, me.
Wait, let's stop here. Now you're all probably thinking, "Who the hell is this guy?" Well, if your an American, this kiddo is your new President. Live with it. As for how, heck if I know what you humans look for in a leader. There's no way I'd elect that fat cat who would always look down on me, that is if I was alive to vote. Hopefully his words are less demeaning than his thoughts.
"Today, it is my honor to stand before you as your president, for today, I have the privilege, to announce to the people of this great nation, the end of a war, a war that had plagued the entire world for three long decades, and it is my pleasure to tell you all, that this nation will never fall to the communists! We've won! We've won, and the former communist alliance will be joining our glorious democracy!"
Oh, shut up. It's not like you did anything to end it.
Let them cheer, let them cry their hearts out in joy and excitement. Soon, they will be stunned by real news, and then the celebration will begin, but I must not show it in my composure, not yet...
Just listening to this guy makes me shiver, yuck...
"Quiet down now, quiet down, as I have more to share with you yet. In recognition of the alliance between the democratic nation of the free world, a treaty has been signed by all nations, the contents of which read as such:"
'We, as the representatives of the free and democratic nations of the world, believe that with the elimination of all hostile forces and foreign identities who's existences impeded democratic government, a new global democracy can be formed, to regulate the interactions between all peoples of the world. Therefore, we ask that the nations of the free world make every attempt to consolidate into this new government, thus abolishing all forms of international aggression and war...'
"That is to say, people of America, for the first time in our history, for the first time in the history of mankind itself, not only has a war ended, but in return for our sacrifices and faith in freedom, we have brought to the good people of the world, peace. This is a peace that simply waits for war, no. What we have, I can only describe as, world peace, forever!"
I could have easily ruined the moment and asked how, but it's not like he would hear me anyway.
Ah, the cheers, the whistles, finally, they say, finally we are safe, and who is their savior, but me? Ha! I can see it now, fame, fortune, my own place in the center of history's greatest moment. I can just close my eyes and wave to my people, smiling, strong, if only this moment could last forever. Sadly, it is time me to leave the podium, and give my people, a farewell. Being the president is hard work, I'm too busy to enjoy things like this. Just one more wave and..!?
And now we get to the good part, shutting this tub of blubber's flapper. Oh how I love this part.
"World peace forever, ha! As the grim reaper, I will have none of that. Goodbye, Mr.President, and welcome to the end of your life! Now my boy, keep a firm grip, you must have steady aim. Hold your head high, for today you serve out my ultimate will. The end of your journey is near, now, pull the trigger."
You should all know the rest by now. Guy pulls trigger, gun shoots, people freak out, president is shot, assassin gets away. It was a beautiful shot though. The sun was in the way and you're not exactly close to the president during one of these ridiculously overdone speeches, but he still managed to blow him a good one. That dark red looked lovely on his striped tux.
"Guh! Help, I've been shot... why??"
I don't want to die! Why can't I get up?! Will it really end like this? no... I don't want to die...
"Sorry prez, but I can't have you hanging around now can I? Sleep well. As for you, my boy, you know the price of your actions, do you not?"
And then a bunch of things happened that I really don't feel like explaining, but the assassin's time was close, and where there is the sound of emptying sand there is Death.
"What great fun, killing that is. Their screams as I send them to the other side is always music to my ears. They thought that they could end war, ha! Bugs like them can never escape my favorite past time. It amazes me that they even try, as they always, always, end up meeting me. Now, who's next? How about that helpful little boy, huhahaha!"
Ah, the smell of dust and unnecessary knickknacks that could only belong to that weasel's home. It's almost nostalgic. I remember when I came for him and feeling his house was more of a fortress than a home. Must have been there to keep him in I bet.
I'm alive. I'm not supposed to be alive, I killed the president. They're still searching for me, but I'm alive. Now what? I left everything for this. What do I do now? They could be here any minute, just busting down that door and killing me. It's over. I have nothing left to do but wait to die. It's over, but why do I feel so satisfied?
"Ha! Looks like I've lost my mind, haha. That was supposed to be it, but maybe there's something left for me to do."
As if an old man like you has anything left at all except being senile.
Damn, need a cigarette. I don't know how many times I've burned myself on this old lighter, but what the hell, I need a good one before the end. Ah, there's the feeling, just a bit more. O.K. I've decided. If its the end for me, I'm taking as many of those *leaving it to your imagination* as I can with me.
"Or at least after you take your godforsaken hands off me."
"Why, hello, old man."
"Cut the small talk, it ain't my time yet and you know it."
"We'll see soon, won't we? Huhahaha!"
"Crazy bastard, don't you have other things to do then watch an old man die?"
"Maybe so, maybe so, but even Death needs to enjoy his job."
"Ah, Jesus. Well, you'll have your corpse soon, just you wait."
"I'll be waiting, eagerly. Huhaha..."
"Well heck, if that isn't a sign I'm gonna die I don't know what is."
Crazy spirit, can't even let an old man die in peace.
"Hey death!"
"Yes? I though you didn't want to see me, have you gone senile already? Ha!"
"Enough with the jokes. How many are there?"
"Oh, what would you mean by that?"
"Don't act stupid! If you're hear then my time is near. They must be out there ready to kill me."
"And why would I help you, old man?"
"Heh! I thought you liked murder, the more you help me the more men that will die."
"Oh, but there is plenty of murder in the world as it is, why would helping you cause a few more be worth my time."
"You need me..."
"Ha! Me? Need a human? You really have gone senile you old fool!"
"Boring isn't it?"
"What do you mean by that?"
"It must be boring watching the same story playing over and over again, you're so bored that you can't even stop yourself from indulging in the death of one old man. I can make your job fun again."
"..."
"So what do you say, Death? Ever wondered what it would be like to be a part of those murders you love so much? You can be if you help me, since unlike the others, I can hear you."
"...three."
"Where?"
"...Main door, right side."
"Alright! Lock n' load!"
"You do know what this means?"
"Yeah?"
"Should you ever disappoint me, I'll take you head then and there, and don't think there will be a heaven or hell for you..."
"And? I'm more worried about what I do while alive than what happens when I'm dead."
"...Smart words from a senile old man, how unusual."
I'll never forget the humiliation of that day, and the vow to have his head served on a silver plate, but how that plays out is for later. There was still some fun to be had before we left...
The imposing doors guarding the assassin's asylum splintered inward as masked specialists abruptly infiltrated while tossing canisters of noxious gas. All they found, however, in the sprawling mess of hastily made evacuation, is a letter, which read:
"Ha ha, too bad, see you soon. Love Death."
Hahahaha! Even today I remember the look on their faces just before they were roasted. Nothing is better than a precooked soul. It amazes me when I think of just how far these humans have come along in their scramble for power. To see that monster of a home blasted away with just a few blocks of explosives is nothing like the power and keg of the old days. Oh yes, where was I? And so began the Black Crusade, a time when no man was exempt the hand of Death, and the revival of true darkness in the human agenda. Marvelous, if I do say so myself.