My Dark Heart (2.8/?)
anonymous
September 29 2009, 01:27:20 UTC
For the first time in so many years, China was beginning to feel a knot of dread in his stomach. “Are you - are you saying that you’re willing to start a nuclear war over this?”
America feigned a look of surprise. “Of course not, China. What ever gave you that idea? I was just wondering that in case of a war between us that got really bad really fast if I could survive your attack. I mean, I know your defenses would be overwhelmed if I started lobbing nukes.”
He held up his hand and began ticking off his fingers. “Then countless millions would die, your agriculture would be ruined, your water poisoned, all your historical sites would be vaporized, and everything that you had worked for and built up since World War Two would be gone in an instant.”
America smiled again. “But I would probably only lose D.C., LA, Chicago, and Denver, maybe seven other cities. That’s pretty acceptable for me”
A good minute went by before China found it in himself to speak. “You’re insane.” He said quietly.
“That’s what they said about every man who dared to dream.” America leaned over the desk, his head resting on his hands, “I’m not asking for much, China. I just want you to officially acknowledge what has been the truth for over a century. I’ll get her to renounce her claims to the Spratly Islands as well. Then you can announce that this whole thing is over and you and her will start normal relations. You can announce it first and look like the good guy in all this!”
“You threaten me with war and that doesn’t automatically make me the good guy.” China said incredulously.
America ran his fingers through his hair, as if dealing with the older nation was exasperating for him.
“Look, I said what I wanted to say. You’re probably tired, long flight right? You can rest today and then we can plan this all out tomorrow.”
China stayed silent for a little while again. He stared hard into America’s eyes, wanting to see just what was going on in his mind. For his part, America merely kept up his boisterous smile. Finally China got up and left, never speaking on his way out.
America waited for a good five minutes before dropping the smile and sitting back in his chair and taking a deep breath. His arms were trembling; America looked at his hands and saw they slick with sweat. He laughed. Not the laugh that China had heard but the kind of laugh one makes after just surviving some heart-stopping ordeal.
He had done it. He had successfully threatened to kill millions and now all that awaited was to see if China called his bluff.
America wanted to stay optimistic. This was sure to work. Everything would go as planned. No one would get hurt and he would be that much closer to fulfilling his vision.
He gave the order to begin loading up the troops for the invasion of Taiwan and Japan.
America feigned a look of surprise. “Of course not, China. What ever gave you that idea? I was just wondering that in case of a war between us that got really bad really fast if I could survive your attack. I mean, I know your defenses would be overwhelmed if I started lobbing nukes.”
He held up his hand and began ticking off his fingers. “Then countless millions would die, your agriculture would be ruined, your water poisoned, all your historical sites would be vaporized, and everything that you had worked for and built up since World War Two would be gone in an instant.”
America smiled again. “But I would probably only lose D.C., LA, Chicago, and Denver, maybe seven other cities. That’s pretty acceptable for me”
A good minute went by before China found it in himself to speak. “You’re insane.” He said quietly.
“That’s what they said about every man who dared to dream.” America leaned over the desk, his head resting on his hands, “I’m not asking for much, China. I just want you to officially acknowledge what has been the truth for over a century. I’ll get her to renounce her claims to the Spratly Islands as well. Then you can announce that this whole thing is over and you and her will start normal relations. You can announce it first and look like the good guy in all this!”
“You threaten me with war and that doesn’t automatically make me the good guy.” China said incredulously.
America ran his fingers through his hair, as if dealing with the older nation was exasperating for him.
“Look, I said what I wanted to say. You’re probably tired, long flight right? You can rest today and then we can plan this all out tomorrow.”
China stayed silent for a little while again. He stared hard into America’s eyes, wanting to see just what was going on in his mind. For his part, America merely kept up his boisterous smile. Finally China got up and left, never speaking on his way out.
America waited for a good five minutes before dropping the smile and sitting back in his chair and taking a deep breath. His arms were trembling; America looked at his hands and saw they slick with sweat. He laughed. Not the laugh that China had heard but the kind of laugh one makes after just surviving some heart-stopping ordeal.
He had done it. He had successfully threatened to kill millions and now all that awaited was to see if China called his bluff.
America wanted to stay optimistic. This was sure to work. Everything would go as planned. No one would get hurt and he would be that much closer to fulfilling his vision.
He gave the order to begin loading up the troops for the invasion of Taiwan and Japan.
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