Here is a short story to entertain you this week, it is a tale of subtle betrayal:
The Lord High Commander Argon’s golden galactic transport landed atop the bombed out ruins of the Lincoln Memorial, for the Earth Conquest Day celebration.
The five-story high Empire Conquest Staircase slowly spiraled lower until the tip of it dug into the ground claiming the Earth for the Empire. In silence, the Imperial red victory carpet slowly materialized across the mall ruins all the way to the steps of the abandoned ruins of congress. Hundreds of thousands of Galactic Shock Troopers stood, at strictest attention, along both sides of the red victory carpet awaiting their Emperor and their High Lord Commander.
When the Emperor and Lord High Commander appeared on the platform at the top of the Conquest Spiral Staircase, all their troops, in unison, clicked their heels and wildly swung their arms in the Galactic salute, chanting, “Zorgon! Zorgon! Zorgon!”
As Commander Argon returned their wild arm swinging salute, his arm accidentally struck the back of Emperor Zorgon, who lost his balance, falling off the platform, tumbling down the staircase to his death.
A stunned silence quickly spread throughout the Storm Troopers, then a new cheer could be heard coming from their lips, “All Hail Emperor Argon! Argon! Argon! Argon!”
Still atop the staircase, Emperor Argon whispered to his most trusted aide, “Well what do you know, they bought it. I guess what worked for Zorgon when he became Emperor, still works for me, too. Oh, before I forget, requisition an elevator for this transport.”
This short story will be in Book 3 of the Deadwood Chronicles while you wait, please check out book 1 in the series: Last Master of Go: and coming soon Book 2 in the Deadwood Chronicles series Dead Man’s Shift: