The Conspiracy of the Elites

“NOOO!!! CLARK!!!” Sonia’s voice resounded all over the room of their squad, as she cried while the female Corporal went forward to comfort her. All the other lucky soldiers who survived were silent, completely engulfed in their own world as they thanked God for their luck. They were completely unaffected by Sonia’s loud emotional cries.

“Sonia it’s ok, being like this will only hamper your health. You can cry, it’s very normal, but don’t let it affect you too much. And if Clark is to see you like this, do you think he’ll be happy that his sacrifice made you like this?” The Corporal tried to reason with her to comfort her, she was also touched by Clark’s decisive act for the girl he loved.

She wanted to tell Sonia that it’s not over, that maybe Clark would survive. But she knew that it was just a thought, she didn’t believe for a moment that Clark would survive. His fate was already sealed the moment the warship left. Sonia cried for a long period of time after the Corporal left, before calming down a little.

After calming down her emotions she finally realized that she received a message on her implant. She opened the message mentally, as a block of text immediately covered her vision.

“Sonia, I don’t know how to say this but I’m really sorry. The choice I made today was not on impulse, I carefully thought about it first. If anything happens to me please don’t get too worked up over it, it was my personal decision. To be sincere, after the day you last talked to me about the relationship stuff my life was never the same again”.

“I thought it only happened in movies and fiction novels, but recently when I laid my eyes on you, I feel like I’m in heaven. It feels like all the stars are aligned together at the perfect moment. I’ve never had this feeling before, so I didn’t know what to do. But today, I felt like I made the best decision of my life, that I’ll never regret. I just want you to know that I love you, I really mean it this time”.

“If you get back home to safety, please contact my buddy Leo. He’ll tell you if I survived. If I survive, I want you to know that I’ll do anything within my power to return in 5 years to fulfill my promise to you of being your boyfriend. But if I don’t make it, please don’t get too worked up over it, carry on with your life. Do this last thing for me and go on with your life, but I promise to fight for my survival”.

FROM: CLARK PENDRAGON.

As Sonia read, tears were already flowing freely from her eyes, she couldn’t control herself again as she finally succumbed to her unstable emotions, crying uncontrollably.

“Clark, I hate you. I hate you for this decision you made,” she sobbed, while choking.

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As Sonia underwent all these emotional turmoils, Clark was still fighting for his survival. As soon as Sonia teleported away, he immediately resumed his battle art and stormed into a corner behind the stadium.

As the soldiers tried to prevent them from reaching the teleportation field, most of the soldiers were concentrated there. There were barely any other soldiers blocking the other directions, he took advantage of this opening to storm out while dropping 2 explosives.

Boom!! Boom!! The explosion roasted a lot of soldiers as Clark made good use of this opportunity, to run to an already pre-determined direction. He remembered a bar that Eminem usually took him, Sonia and Frank to.

The bar was built underground and the military and most of the other forces didn’t know about it. The Governor’s elite forces may know, but they didn’t bother about it. Eminem always found a way to make his body guards lose him when he was going there, so even his bodyguards didn’t know of this place.

Due to the huge explosion, the Mocan soldiers were a little disoriented so they couldn’t track Clark down immediately. The bar was pretty far from his current location, so he travelled on foot through the forest close to the road. It didn’t take him long before he arrived at the bar, he went to a nearby compound to wash himself up.

Till now, Clark was still perplexed about how the Mocan military got information about where they’ll converge on. Captain Briggs didn’t leave any loop holes, at the moment a soldier from the squad is captured he immediately cut the connection of that soldier from their network. Moca had better technology, but that was if the capital was included, a state’s technology could not possibly beat those of the Spartan republic.

He could only thank his God that they probably were not too sure. If they were sure, all the soldiers in Madara state would have ambushed them there. If 3rd rank high-grade soldiers showed up, none of them would have survived.

Clark succeeded in secretly washing up and changing into a new pair of clothes. He tied his injuries up with bandages, the more glaring ones before activating his barely functioning camouflage device to hide his other injuries. He felt like he was finally ready, before going to the secret door. He didn’t have a particular reason for going, he just wanted to hide and temporarily have an alone time to see if any ideas to escape will come to his mind.

“Password?” A girl came out after hearing the knock on the door as she asked. She had pale gold hair and beautiful features which made her face look bright, she greeted before asking for a password.

“Enjoying youth at its finest,” Clark replied without even having to think. This earned a smile from the girl, as she smiled at him before allowing him inside. He was led to another hidden place, this time the door was just like a fridge. The girl opened the fridge and Clark went in with her.

He walked a staircase down, before the hip-hop music started playing into his ears. Clark released a breath of cold air, as this familiar atmosphere slightly eased his tense nerves, his mind and he even felt the pain from his injuries reducing a bit.

Clark saw a familiar face in the bar as soon as he entered, he greeted politely.

“Ah, Clark, you are here. Where are your friends?” The man asked.

“Oh, those guys, I came today without them. You know what recently happened”.

“Guy, you’ve got to enjoy yourself, these recent attacks in the country are just spoiling our good time. I just pity little Eminem”.

“Yeah, these people are completely crazy”. Clark commented as he went to the corner where he and Eminem usually sat at.

Clark didn’t know why, but he felt a little sense of nostalgia as he relaxed in the chair. He closed his eyes, as he recalled the happenings of the last 24 hours, the whole state was now on lock-down. Going out directly was impossible, his only possible escape route was to go by sea. But how could he even go by sea when the whole state was on lockdown? The whole situation was giving him a headache, so he just decided not to think for now and only relax.

As sleep slowly started coming in, Clark suddenly felt someone sit beside him. His hands reflexively went to grab his pistols, as his brain immediately became alert again.

“Clark, it was just yesterday we were celebrating and drinking beer, now you’ve become a completely different person,” the person said. “When I re-watch the recording of how you and your fellow soldiers killed my father. I don’t know whether to be angry or happy”.

Clark held his pistol tighter as he already recognized Eminem’s voice, he slowly opened his eyes as he looked at him in the eye.

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