Agent Out of Time

"Congratulations, you'll last longer than the others now."

He stared up at me in disbelief at what he'd just done to prolong his own torment.

I walked over to Ivan. He looked at me with hatred in his eyes.

I spoke slowly, "You know I don't like men like you. You get a little power and by your strength gain some measure of authority. Respect if you will. Then you take that power and you use it to feed upon the insecurities and weaknesses of others. You're no better than a cannibal the way you feed upon your own kind for your own ambition and selfish desires."

"Perhaps I do what I do, because the weak were meant to be ruled by the strong. It is my right to do, as I please with those, who are beneath me!" Ivan said vehemently.

I rocked back on my heels slightly, as I squatted before him, "Perhaps what you need Ivan is an object lesson to help you see what you're missing." I pulled a jar out of my pocket. "Let's see how you like being fed upon."

I undid the lid and standing up I dribbled some of the amber colored sticky syrup onto Ivan's head and then I moved on to the next man's head and then the next, as I left a sticky trail between each man's head. Still drizzling the contents of the jar I moved off into the desert behind the men's heads. Craning their heads half around they saw the giant mound for the first time. Red ants were already beginning to boil out of the mound, as I poured out the rest of the honey on top of it.

The men screamed in abject horror, as they realized what their fates would be. As I walked back past Ivan he begged and pleaded up at me with tears in his eyes. "Please don't do this!"

I stopped and knelt down and met his eyes. "I'll bet my Deshavi begged for mercy much the same didn't she Ivan? Did you listen to her?"

The truth was miserably self evident in the man's eyes, as he stared at me in sudden comprehension.

"Ivan I am a hard man, but I am not without mercy. However you're not sorry for what you did to my Deshavi and many others just like her. You're only sorrowful right now, because you're not going to live to do such despicable acts again and because you're getting a taste of your own medicine. Goodbye Ivan."

I stood up and walked off to where my rented Jeep sat, as nature did its work behind me in its own savage fashion.