One Way or Another
Copyright© 2015 by Lapi
Chapter 5
Everything was falling into place now. Then she had a moment of disambiguation. Where she was heading the bus was not where she wanted to go, but where her father had spent the last 16 years of her life, planning for her to go.
She had hopped, skipped and jumped around those caves and vaults for more than 16 years while he kept growing further away from reality. She could now understand what she could not before. He had 'seduced' her. Not sexually or even physically in any way. He held out a vision of power and glory though, that over so many years made he think that what she was poised to do was what he would have done were he still alive.
She was 22, her brother Karl 27. Even at an early age he recognized it was not his son that would be the standard-bearer for his dream, no, it would be the six year-old girl. Erika would be raised to better understand the destiny he planned, that others had been planned for. Even Hiro did, could not understand how his vision, his dream, their dream might change the world.
She now, almost 20 years after her journey to Hell had begun, could she see the true nature of that dream. He was trying to resurrect the past. Hiro was trying to do what those before him had tried and failed; as if technology and superior weapons could surpass sheer weight of numbers. In that moment of clarity an old adage overcame her.
Was not the very definition of insanity, doing the same thing that had led to failure before but expecting different results, that was what he was doing, they were doing. He had taken Kaga and Odessa's money and woven their dreams with his. She could see that now. In more than 60 years he had raised 50,000 of the finest men and women and began to equip them to fight a war that had been lost long before. Now he wanted what she had, what she knew, what she had found in those deep dark places while her father planned his dream for her. He had said in 10 years his 'army' could grow to 500,000 and with what she was doing, be un-stoppable.
Now her new, possible allies, could each field a million troops today and still ready more, many more. They saw, and rightly so, that just like using 'the bomb' once deployed, they now became the very thing they did not want. They would become the target of everyone else and eventually be exterminated. It had happened before for time immemorial. The strong defeated by sheer numbers of the weak.