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Sat Jan 01, 2005 at 07:29:27 pm EST
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The Commission #8
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The Commission #8
By Neil Kapit

“ Terminatek....Terminat....Termi... “

Nitz tries to speak, but his mouth feels dry. He feels like his tongue has been coated with wool. The rest of him is less dry, drenched with sweat. He tries to speak, but he keeps stopping himself.

Then he realizes why.....he’s not a killer. He can’t stoop to Stanng’s level. He’s met Stanng’s mother, father, and foster sister; how would they feel if he sent Stanng back to them in a box? How would he feel to have taken yet another life, especially that of a child?

But another part of Nitz contradicts those thoughts. Stanng’s not a child, he’s a monster. He’s done horrible things in the name of his quest for world peace. He not only kills his opponents, he toys with them first. The Priest of Zeku’s mind somehow is immune to telepathy, but Nitz can imagine what it’s like to have the little prick looking through people’s heads, invading their privacy, and even forcing them to suffer. He’s just as bad as the dictators he overthrows. If Nitz gets rid of Stanng, he can take over the Commission and lead them to less violent means.

Both sides of Nitz’s mind argue, like cartoon angels and devils on his shoulder. One tells him to take yet another life to save countless others, the other instructs him not to give up what little integrity he has. A battle of wits occurs in Nitz’s mind, with Stanng’s fate as the prize.

By the time he comes to his decision, the battle between the Commission and the Nuclear Knights of Retribution is over. The crowd has dispersed via telepathic suggestion, and the Nuclear Knights are all slain in various horrible ways, one of them gruesomely dismembered, another burnt to a charred corpse, and one of them completely intact but totally brain-dead. Stanng stands over the latter of them, putting a hand on the coffer’s head. The Commission, as always, stands behind him.

“ Seems like they really WERE from the future, “ Stanng announces. “ How about that! “

” Stanng, “ the Umbra replies, “ If they were from the future you suggested, perhaps that suggests we should change our tactics? I have no intention of supporting a fascist “ utopia “, and I hope you don’t either. “

” Oh for God’s sakes, “ Stanng says with some irritation. “ Haven’t you heard of a little thing called alternate dimensions? Just because we ruined the world in one universe doesn’t mean we’ll ruin it in this universe. And even if we do, so what? I probed his mind....his future isn’t that bad. Everyone seems to be doing pretty well as long as they obey the rules. “

“ I can’t possibly see the virtue in a global dictatorship, “ the Umbra hisses.

” Did he say anything about my career? “ Bateleur asks. “ Am I going to ever win the Oscar, or at least an MTV Video Award? “

” Nah, “ Stanng laughs, “ You die a heroic death at age twenty-eight in a massive battle. “

” Aww, dammit.....” Bateleur says, crestfallen.

“ Now, “ Stanng growls, looking at Nitz, “ We have some business to discuss with a certain Priest of Zeku who doesn’t lift a f---ing finger in battle... “

Nitz walks over to the Commission tensely, stepping carefully. “ You seemed to be doing well enough, “ he shrugs, “ I didn’t see any need to get any more blood on my hands. “

Stanng stomps over to Nitz. “ Oh, is it this little “ I don’t kill “ thing again, “ he shouts. “ God, I can’t believe you! Why bother showing mercy to a group of super-freaks from the future? I thought you were a part of this team! “

” I joined this team to fix the world, “ Nitz snarls, “ I didn’t join to wantonly kill people! “

” They were going to kill US! Can’t you get that through your thick head, or does that helmet block out reason? “

” It didn’t have to be like this! We could have reasoned with them, found a way to fix the future for all of us! “

” N-N-Nitz has a point, “ Molly whispers. “ W-w-we didn’t have to jump into battle... “

”Shut the f--- up, bitch! “ screams Stanng, turning to Molly’s giant frame and turning red with rage. “When I want the opinion of a vacuous slut, I’ll get Lance to hook me up with Paris Hilton, you understand?! “

” Y-y-yes Johnny... “Molly shrinks back into an alley.

“ Oh, so now you’re taking it out on other people? “ Nitz screams back.

“ What the hell are you gonna do, huh? Death spell me? I’d like to see you try. “

Nitz stops for a moment, strongly considers different forbidden spells he can use, then walks away, opening up a tear in the fabric of reality and walking through it. Stanng raises a lone finger behind him.

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When Nitz returns to the Zeku dimension, the first thing he does is sit down and take off his helmet, wiping the sweat off his brow. He feels naked without his headgear, but in the Zeku dimension, nobody can reach him. He has some measure of safety, even though he doesn’t feel it.

“ I....couldn’t do it, “ Nitz laments. “ I couldn’t kill him. “

” You have killed many other people recently, “ the rhino replies. “ Why should an egomaniacal teenager be any different? “

” Because that’s what that egomaniacal teenager would do to me, if the positions were reversed. He would not only kill me, he’d get out my corpse and bend it into compromising positions. That’s just not me. “

” Though the Priest of Zeku generally does not believe in lethal forces, there are cases where he must take a life for the greater good. It is only when he loses regard for the value of human life and steals it wantonly that there is a problem. “

” And that, amongst a severe Napoleon complex, is Stanng’s problem. But what do I do now? “

” I trust you have a secondary plan? “

” My plan B’s are even worse than my Plan A’s and you know it. The only other option is to take Stanng in and give him to the authorities, and he’s even harder to get alive than dead. In addition to his mind powers, he’s got that Citadel and all his weapons....wait. If I shut down the Citadel, the teleportation system, and all the weapons systems, then...hmm. “

” Is that the sound of an idea forming? “

” You know what, I think it is. Toodles! “

Nitz resolutely puts his helmet back on and teleports out of the Zeku dimension. He knows what he must do now.

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After half a week of waiting, Nitz finally finds the Conference Room unoccupied. He slowly walks through the hall, across the room, and over to the console. He sweats profusely, feeling like a wet sock all over.

Okay, he thinks, I can do this if I do it quickly. “ Overrideku “, he says. Data streams into his mind as his field of vision reveals several pull-down menus. The amount of information surrounding him is so immense that it hurts his head to focus on even a small column; the overlay of the Citadel is more complicated than any system he’s hacked before. He starts to freak out, his teeth gritting and his eyes bulging. I’m never going to do this, he thinks, Stanng’ll catch me, I’m gonna die....

“ Nitz? Do you have a moment? “ the voice of Molly asks as she enters the room. Nitz quickly turns away from the monitor and over to the Ykraan warrior goddess, grinning artificially. “ Sure, “ he replies, “ What do you need. “

” I-I-I need you to come with me, “ she stammers. “ We’d better go somewhere secluded...where he can’t find us..... “

” He? “ Nitz wonders. “ Who are you referring to....ohh. Stanng. “

”Yeah, “ he agrees, “ Let’s hurry. I think I know a place... “

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Santa Cruz, California; a park a few minutes away from Nitz’s mother’s house. Underneath a large oak tree, in the middle of a grassy clearing in the forest, Nitz and Molly stand still, facing each other.

“ I-I-I just think y-y-you’re right, “ Molly stutters. “ I don’t like all this killing either. I-I-I want to stop it.... “

” Me too, “ agrees Nitz. “ That little monster Stanng sickens me. I’m glad I’m not the only one oblivious to it. “

” I-I-I think we should s-s-stop him, Nitz. “ Molly replies. “ He’s getting more irrational....he’s going to do something crazy and a lot of people are going to get hurt. “

” I agree, but how do we stop him? The bastard has the rest of the Commission on his side, and they’re not going to take too kindly to a mutiny. “

” I-I-I know, “ she says, close to tears. “ I-I-I’m so scared....I need someone to h-h-hold me, to t-t-tell me I’m not alone... “

” I can do that, “ Nitz nods. They embrace, and hold each other for long minutes. Molly breaks the silence by saying, “ I’m sorry “ through harsh sobs, then pulls a long syringe out of her pocket. She inserts it into Nitz’s neck. After feeling a sharp prick, Nitz jumps back, sees Molly holding the needle, then sees his vision start to fade. He quickly passes out. Molly stands over him, sobbing over her unconscious friend.

Stanng appears from a gate, and steps onto the clearing. “ Nice work, Molly “, he smiles. “ I didn’t think you had it in you to betray your little boyfriend. “

Molly doesn’t reply, she just keeps crying. “ Oh quit it, you overgrown baby“ Stanng snaps. “ Don’t waste any pity on this loser. Just take him back to the Citadel in one piece; I have plans for him. “

Still in tears, Molly carries Nitz’s inert body and walks through the gate.

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When Nitz wakes up, he finds himself completely restrained. His mouth, arms, and legs are all clamped. He tries to speak, and he makes no sound; however, he sees words appear on a screen corresponding to what he tries to say. When Stanng walks in the room, he curses a streak most blue in color.

“ Thought you were going to take me down, didn’t you, “ Stanng smiles, in a smile that shows only teeth, not cheer. “Thought you were going to shut down the Citadel, defeat me, then take me to the cops and live happily ever after? Well, look where that thinking got you. “

Nitz curses more. Stanng walks from side to side, surveying Nitz’s prison. “ It’s a shame, too. We could have ruled the world together. If you hadn’t given into your liberal guilt over killing the poor ickle foreigners, we would have been f---ing kings, man. “

Rule the world?, appears on the screen in front of Nitz. Are you high?

” You hadn’t figured it out? “ Stanng asks. “ I thought of it right after our little conversation in the Laboratory, and again when probing the Nuclear Knights’ minds. You were right....humanity can’t help themselves. They need me to force them to do it. “

So what are you going to do, the screen displays.

“ Oh, just a few things; kill the President and his entire Administration, take over America, eliminate any and all super-types standing in my way. Once I do that, the rest of the world will bow in submission. I’ll offer them all the food they can eat, the best medicine in the world, peace and prosperity....or a gruesome death. Whichever they choose.“

Keep dreaming, the display states. You don’t have enough power to do that. The Lair Legion is going to kick your little ass, take you in, and you’ll be spending the rest of your days trying not to drop the soap.

Stanng laughs. “ Believe me, I know. Which is why I’m going to use the Platinum Child to help me. I’ve already figured out how to harness Stacy Infinity’s energy; all I gotta do is suck the little brat dry and then I’ll be able to do whatever I want. And none of you super-heroes will be able to stop me. “

YOU SICK F--- , the screen blurts. She’s just a baby! How could you....

“ Eggs and omelettes, man, eggs and omelettes. I have to save the world, and to do so, I’ll have to take out anyone who doesn’t want it saved. “

You realize you sound like those Nazis we disposed months ago?

” Oh, I’m not going to kill races. I’m just going to kill people who openly disagree with me. Some blood will spill, but most people will be too afraid to fight back. It’s not altruism that rules the world, Nitz. It’s fear. “

” Now, “ he grins, “ What am I going to do about you? I can’t meddle with your mind thanks to that little ancestral subconscious of yours, but I can do other things.... “ Stanng pulls out a remote and pushes a button. He pushes a button on the remote, and pink lightning surges through Nitz. He tries to scream as he feels the worst pain he’s ever felt. He keeps trying to break free, but all that happens is the appearance of “ Aaaaaaaaaa “ on the screen.

“ And if you’re bad, you’ll get more of that. I won’t kill you, but after I’m through with you, you’ll be conditioned into a mighty fine puppet for me. I’ll be able to access the Zeku dimension, something I still haven’t cracked after years of trying. Not that I’ll need to after my ascension, but I still wanna do it just for bragging rights. “

F--- you, the screen displays. I’m sick of you and your supervillain speeches. And I know that since you just gave away your master plan, it’s going to bite you in the ass later. I know all about you villain types.

“ F--- comic books, “ Stanng laughs, and exits the room. He pushes the button on the remote once more for good measure, giving Nitz another dose of extreme pain.

NEXT: The fate of the Commission.


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