Power.

The Art of War.

A month and a half has passed, and General Loki is overseeing military drills and battle strategies for the battle with Silver. The General is on edge, and hasn't slept in weeks. He furiously disciplines any insubordination to his direct orders. That's when Simon walks in to console him.

“Dad you need to come home and rest, your not thinking straight and its going to get a lot of people killed. You need to be smart about this”

“BOY! You know what, you can go ahead and open up any book you like, on to deal with a Super powered demon. There has never been a threat like this on the face of the earth, and it has a bone to pick with our country! So I am going to chuck as many BOMBS, BULLETS and People at him until he stops breathing! Some times its better just to cut the knot instead of looking how to untie it.”

“Hell maybe just maybe you showed any potential for physical combat what so ever, you could have been our best solution for this Problem. But what do I get from you Simon? Nothing, Nothing but weakness and your mother's attitude.”

Simon was brought to tears by the mentioning of his mother, and walks out of the war room with nothing left to say. He reaches to the door to slam it behind him. His father watches him leave in tears, and frustration the same way his wife did 11 years ago. However Simons hand misses the door handle by a few inches. Yet the door is swung backwards with the wave of Simons hand, the force of impact rattles the building. Before General Loki has any time to process what he had just witnessed, he is interrupted by a solider.

“General there are some activist on the outside of the building, and they want to speak to who's in charge.”

“Ughhh FINE! I dont know what's worse, terrorist or Liberals.”

On the out side of the military building, there are several protestors, many holding up signs with the phrase “Peace = Tape”. The crowd chanted “accept the tape save a life! Accept the tape save a life!”

General Loki shouted and ordered the crowd to disperse or they will be detained. The individuals in the crowd spoke up. “why cant our children use the silver tape, were not asking you to surrender we just want them to come home alive.”

“Look you stupid sons of B***es, there is NO guarantee that a TERRORIST will keep his end of the deal, now go home and shut up, so I can protect our country”

An elderly lady steps forward from the crowd, and walks up the steps of the military building, towards the General.

“Young man, our children fight night and day for this country, many of them are hundreds of thousands miles away, and most of them will never return home. This fight our children will be here, RIGHT here! Risking their life's fighting a monster from our nightmares. And if there is a CHANCE that they can return home, then we need to take that chance.”

“look you old hag, you don't know what I know and I am telling you right now get the hell out of my face!”

(*Angrily and Rapidly) “Que Cabron! Te Hijo de puta, gillipollas! Tu Cago en todo lo gue se mena! Abuela Hermes then reeled back her head, and spit on the ground in front of General Loki.

Without any hesitation General Loki, drew back his opened hand and struck Abuela Hermes. She fell backwards and slid down the stone steps off the military building. The Protestors ran to her aid and called the authorities, as General Loki flared his nostrils and walked back inside.

The entire incident was filmed and released to the public, the General was brought under investigation, and the President released an official apology for the aggressive behavior of his Cabinet. Meanwhile at the hospital, when interviewed by lawyers, Abuela didn't ask for anything for herself but, wanted the soldiers to be allowed to wear the silver tape IF they desire to do so. Her Granddaughter Maria was quick to speak her mind about the situation in private.

“Abuela! Why didn't you ask for more? You could have had that mans; Job, car and casa if you wanted!”

“Silencio mija, I don't have any desire for material things, only life! And I want those children to live long enough to find theirs, that's why I was out there today.”

“ok but…, this man he has super powers right? Even if we can beat him do you really think he will let people live just because of tape.”

“truthfully, I don't know, but we can pray for their safe return just the same.”

Abuela Hermes reaches for Maria's hand accidentally knocking over her glass of water. In that same instant Maria reacts, and catches it before it hits the ground, and places it back on the table.

“oh my Maria! sports do well for your reflexes don't they?”

*clears throat “ umm yea its really great.”

“Oh! Maria would you mind looking in the hall way for a nurse, I need some assistance with this hand brace.”

Maria gets up, turns around and walks to the room door a few feet away. Abuela raises an elderly eyebrow and slowly pushes the glass to the edge of the table and then off once again. Maria hears the glass, cycling through the air and catches it with both hands an inch from the tiled floor. Maria looks up at her Abuela, Abuela looks down at Maria and says: “Sports my Ass!”

Maria grins and they both have a long talk about what is going on… the room however is being watched by a hidden camera in the ceiling. The video zooms out to a single monitor screen and several others on a security wall, while a man in shadows sits and watches all of the screens in tandem. He whispers “ yes you'll do just fine…”