Sunday, November 1, 2009

Week 8: Speed Writing

"One of them is a machine!", spat Simon. He wasn't about to let an inexperienced fool make him believe other wise. Matherson may have been older than him but Simon sure as hell knew a lot more when it came to unstables.

"What proof do you have? You're sentencing people before you have any evidence." Simon clenched his fist as Matherson stepped closer. Was he challenging him? No, he wouldn't be that stupid. but then the old man clearly wasn't about to let this drop. 'Fine' he thought, he'll just have to show him what happens when people don't listen. "They came here, into our community and attacked one of our very own. Completely unprovoked!"

"You mean one of 'your' citizens. That's what this is about, isn't it. Because they challenged one of your men."

The veins on his temple began to throb. Never had he met someone so frustrating. Why wouldn't he just do what everyone else did and trust him? Ever since he was first entrusted with this position, he had always protected them. It had always been for them, why would that change now?

"Don't pretend that he's innocent, Simon. We all know what Xavier truly is. He's trouble and you know it! His attitude..."

"His attitude has kept us safe from people like them. You say we should be more trusting yet when you yourself turn against us to side with strangers at the flick of a switch."

"Don't you dare question my loyalty to this community! I have always had our best intentions at heart but I'm not about to condemn two innocent strangers because it's the easy way out. You're afraid! Afraid that if they find out how truly corrupt you and your men are. Your nothing more than a small town cop who has risen well above his rank. To say you are the poison that effects this town is giving you too much credit. You are nothing more than a symptom of our downfall.

they'll loose trust in him and turn on you for backing him all these years."

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