Efnine

4 Welcome to the New World

"Welcome to the New World."
What was Porter talking about? Finster sat there watching him, waiting for an explanation.
"We had to do it," Porter said. "There was nothing else to do."
"What are you talking about?"
"The Earth, of course."
"The Earth?" This wasn't making much sense to Finster. He waited for Porter to continue.
"It was like a cancer, it had to be stopped." Porter got to his feet and went on. "It's like chemotherapy." He sounded like he was trying to convince himself now. It had all made more sense before he was trying to explain it to someone like Finster, who hadn't been part of it.
But then he got focused again.
"We did it to save the Earth."
"Did what?"
"They were a cancer, it was chemotherapy."
Slowly, at last, Finster began to understand what Porter meant. It seemed insane.
"You... killed... thousands of people?"
"Thousands?... No that wouldn't have helped. It was billions."
Porter was determined to make Finster understand.
"The Guardians will keep it all in balance now. It is a new era, a new world. This time we will keep it right."
Finster thought of his roommate. He thought of the dead wino, and the city full of bodies. But Porter was paying him no attention as he went on.
"But you're still here. We'll need to take you to them. They'll want to see you... make tests. There is a place for you here..."
Suddenly his eyes focused on the gun in Finster's hand. The last thing he heard was Finster's angry voice, as he emptied the pistol into him.
"You stinkin' son of a bitch!"


*The Fuzz realizes that if someone were to actually read this stuff, they would be getting it sorta backwards. There is a link in the sidebar, "Finster", that will take one to another page with this mess in it's proper order.