Power.

Seige

The dawn breaks over the desert sands, the heat of the sun ripples the air, while a squad of military helicopters fly overhead to survey the landscape looking for any signs of the terrorist or his army. An hour goes by and the helicopters report to the General Loki, that they cannot find any signs of hostile formations, but there orders are to keep searching. The ride along reporter and camera crew are silent until the reporter speaks up.

“hey I thought you said there would be no ground troops until after the bombing?”

“yes mam your are correct”

“then who is that?”

The camera focuses in on a single person, standing with in attention with his arms behind his back. He is wearing an all black special operations uniform except for a shining silver mask that covers his face. Holstered at his hip is the same titanium cane that was used in the original video, and the military overseer shouts into his headset.

“we have hostile target in sight, approximately 3 clicks south pf my current location, he is alone repeat he is alone!”

General Loki looks to the president, and the President gives an approving nod. “Good work soldier, get those civilians to a safe distance and we are a go for launch.”

The helicopter moves out of sight, and a moment after its clear, the first military bomber breaks through the skyline. It rushes the enemy's location, it flies straight like an arrow fired from Aries’ bow. 0.5 kilometers out from the target the war plane dropped its load cascading it from start to finish. The earth broke apart, like flesh as the storm of fire and shrapnel engulfed everything like a lion's jaw. The plumes of smoke covered the fields of sand, and before any of it cleared, The President ordered the second and third bombers to proceed with their attacks.

Hours have past and the constant bombing from the war planes, turned the desert sand into glass, and glass into dust, and back again to sand. The General sends communication to cease fire, and allow the debris to clear. The military chopper pulls in closer, and the reporters camera scans the landscape.

An intense glare shines from within the ash cloud, and a single man shape silhouette is barley visible as it steps forwards. As the smog dispersed over the man, he is seen using a black rag to clean the silvery cane to a polish. The target looks upwards to the military chopper and sarcastically shrugs.

“May day, may day. The target is still active! The bombing had no effect. I repeat, the bombing had no effect!”

The world was speechless, the black clouds of the bombing had blacked the sky. The flames had burned the ground, and there stood, the Silver masked devil, mocking the strength of the military.

General Loki was furious. “No…..No...NOOOO! I want every armed unit to engage the target! Do NOT let him out of your sight, defeat is never an option! GO NOW! DEPLOY!”

The first wave of foot soldiers rush the battle field. Just before they enter firing distance of the target, the black smog temporarily covers the man and as soon as it clears, the man rushes the line with the cane's spear like point directed to the soldiers. The tip of the cane jabs the trailing combatant knocking him a few yards back. The surrounding units open fire on the masked man.

Silver ducks to evade the bulk of the fire, allowing the bullets to pass over head and into the body armor of the adjacent combatant. The second wave of units surround the first firing inwards towards Silver, but he leaps high into the air pulling some of the smog with him. A bright flash appears and the masked man plummets back to the ground sending a massive shock wave in all direction unbalancing the troops. The target stands up slowly as hundreds of bullets ricochet off of his chest and back. The massive masked man turns and catches a soldier that got too close. He draws back his fist aiming for the young mans head, he hesitates just after he launches his fist but before he makes contact, and checks a relay device hidden behind the mask in the left ear. The bullets ring off of his chest and back, as the combatants shout “let go of my brother!”. The masked man takes the boy and barrels him into the attacking soldiers, knocking four of them down. The masked juggernaut stands as the bullets break upon his form. The black smog moves again and shrouds the man. While the army men rip apart the clouds with their ammunition. They are taken from behind. The masked vigilante is smaller and nimble, he moves with flashes of light. taking the soldiers by surprise, he moves in between the rifle fire, striking the army men with his fist, elbows and kicks. Bullets fire in all directions just to keep up with the masked figure.

Bang!* a stray bullet catches the masked man in the right knee, and he is brought down into a rolling tumble. He lays there in pain, immobilized by the pain. The soldiers see their opportunity and swarm the target, from the front. The steadily step inwards with their weapons drawn, and ready to execute. The man attempts to crawl into the shadows of the fog, as the fog its self reached out for the fallen vigilante. A soldier shouts “FIRE!” but before the trigger is pulled the titanium cane is flung from behind the veil of smoke, striking the officer in the head. Silver leaps outwards catching his cane mid air and landing behind the formation of troops. The remaining troops double take between the standing masked man and look back towards the fog, only to find just the impression left in the sand.

Silver rushes the line shouting “your fight is right here!” simultaneously striking the surrounding soldiers, knocking all of them to the ground. He reaches to the transmitter in his right ear, and says “proceed to phase two, see no evil, hear no evil” and on the other side he hears two female voices, “understood” and “finally!”

General Loki stands watch at the base, and orders the tanks to move in, and for all ground troops to retreat” but before the second half of his statement is said, a strong audio interference scrambled the message. However the tanks start to move in on his orders and start to blast away at the battle field. The foot soldiers turn and shout for the tanks to turn away, their arms flail in the are but just as they yell, no sound is heard. They’re stunned and confused as the shout and jump and not even the crunch of the sand is audible. They all turn and look towards the center of the field of combat because the black smog retreats and concentrates in the epicenter. A moment passes and the smog explodes in all directions quadrupling in size. Flashes of light like stars in the night sky. Spark all over the battle field, soldiers are easily taken down. Their field of vision only reaches a mere few inches from their eyes, and all sound remains absent.

Soldiers that once were in perfect formation are now scattered and frantic. Most panic and fire randomly into the distance, some are too frightened to move. One such soldier walks backwards out of fear franticly looking to his left and right. The fog lifts just over that one soldier, he looks down and sees the shadow of the military tank that's charging right for him! Out of no where the Herculean like vigilante rushes the tank from the side, punching it in its treads and flipping it onto its side. The young man was still frozen in terror, and the vigilante looks dead at the man and takes a few steps forward. The vigilante leans forward and taps the soldiers helmet right where the silver tape is placed, he nods in affirmation and just as the fog sets again he vanishes.

General Loki watches from his bunker and screams into his equipment for an immediate retreat, and command's the chopper pilot to land and join the fight. The pilot refuses for the safety of the civilian news casters that are on board. In a rage he shatters his equipment and grabs a rifle and orders his men to follow him. They all gear up and start to rush out the door.

“General wait! Look at the monitors!”

Back on the battlefield the black smog begins to dissipate into the ground, the glare of the sun reflects off of the bullets and shrapnel on the hot sand. There sitting on the cabin of a destroyed tank, is Silver. The black suit of armor was torn, his cane dented and bent backwards, and the silver mask was burned three fourths of the way. But there he sat, and as the last few inches of smog went away, there lied the hundreds of soldiers. The men and women alike were laid flat upon the stretches of sand. General Loki stood awestruck and said “were too late…”

Silver, resting on top of the tank looks upwards to the military chopper and signals from it to land. The camera crew immediately asked to be taken out of the area, but the pilot simply replies.

“ ahh don,t worry master Silver won't hurt you, he just wants to talk”

The chopper lands in a clearing and the news crew is forced out by the pilot and recorded to Silver, he is the first to make his introduction.

“ahh yes, so you're the Falcon news reporter that likes to get her hands dirty. Forgive me for not recognizing you sooner I don't get much T.V where i'm from.”

“ I…I.. Just report the facts sir…I mean Silver or ummm”

“Relax this will only take but a moment more of your time, also get that camera up and running if you please.”

*the camera boots up and the reporter starts to speak.

“Hel…lo people … I …am your ..F.N.nn reporting to you live…and..”

Silver steps into the scene, gently nudging the reporter off camera, and removes his mask.

“ People of this Nation, I must apologize for my deceptiveness, but I wasn't completely honest with you, when I said that I would spare those who wear the band of silver tape. For you see if the camera man would pan across the field there. *(as he does), as you see all of those bodies laid out before you… are still alive.. ALL OF THEM!”

The previously unconscious soldiers begin to squirm, and rotate to their sides, most groaning in pain.

“this is a first for our country, not only is it a fight that you lost but it's a fight that none of your children died in, it's a fight that none of the wifes at home became widows. It is the only fight in WORLD history in witch not a single brother or sister is left out here to rot, while the politicians and generals sit behind desk and laugh with their bank accounts.

“let me give you some perspective on the situation, at first this was just a funny video on the internet and now THIS is your reality! And this is a reality that only I can give you. Your president sent these people out here to die today. He lied to their faces knowing exactly what they were up against on the thoughts and prayers that they would make it through. Prayers didn't spare their life's I did!”

“that's why I now must ask you, the hardest question for a nation to answer… I ask you all to surrender your capitol to me, so that I can reshape it into an image worth looking up too.”

“I have struck at your nations body, when I revealed my powers, I have shattered your nations heart when I left your congress in shambles, I have broken your nations arms, because HERE THEY ARE lying beneath my feet. And in one week I will come for your nations head, with or with out your support.”

“A new sun rises and with it a new world!”