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A subterranean society did indeed exist in what was once known as America, South America, Central America, Asia Minor, Africa, Asia-all around the globe. The People of Darkness, as some called them, spanned the war-torn globe. They lived in tunnels and caves and underground repositories and old mines. They came out to work carefully hidden vegetable gardens and to hunt for game. They did not venture out before dawn or after dark. For where they lived-or existed-many of whom having lived there for more than a decade, the animal population explosion was very real.
Some mutants, those more animal than human, had on occasion bred with bear, and the results were truly hideous to behold. They were very dangerous. But perhaps the most dangerous were the offspring of mutants who had kidnapped and bred with human women. They not only possessed the strength and fury of the animal, but also the cunning and intelligence of their human side.
The mountain lion now roamed the land, in greater numbers than ever before; the wolf had reclaimed his rightful spot in the scheme of the animal world. As had all predatory animals. Some, like the mutant bear, whose genes contained the radiation and germ contamination, produced monsters in their litters, bigger and stronger and much more deadly than the pure species.
And these stalked the deep timber and deserted villages and towns at night.
The people who lived in the caves and tunnels had long ago given up on modern technology and weapons
and what was once considered the acceptable mode of dress. They wore the skins of animals and the soles of their feet were as tough as shoe leather. And they did not worship God.
Some of them worshipped Satan, with all the horror that went with that. Some worshipped some form of higher entity; but for the most part they did not believe He was all-powerful. No true all-powerful God would have permitted the world to turn into such as it had now become.
No, blind faith was almost universally unacceptable.
But Ben Raines, now-he was real, and that weapon he carried was real, and Ben Raines was doing something to correct all this misery and awfulness. So, many of them reasoned, Ben Raines must be in touch with some higher power. And if that was true, then Ben Raines was the man-god here on earth.
In a manner of speaking, the older and wiser among them cautioned.
So around the fires against the night, in hundreds of caves and underground mini-communities around the nation that was once known as America, Land of the Free, Give Me Your Huddled Masses, and all that crap, the men and women of the People of Darkness talked of things past and what they hoped for the future.
And of Ben Raines.
“Counting the kids who just came in, Ben,” Cecil said. “We can put about twenty-four hundred troops in the field.”
“Against Striganov’s ten thousand or so.”
“Yes.”
“All we can do is wait for the day to come when we are strong enough to move against the IPF.”
All agreed that to try that now would be suicide.
“Are you going to marry Katrina and Roy?” Cecil asked. “That’s the talk around camp.”
“They came to see me. But I’m not a minister, Cec.”
“You married Ike and Sally back in eighty-nine.”
“That was a mock ceremony and you know it.”
Cecil shrugged. “Ministers seem to be in short supply, Ben. And, whether you’ve noticed, or not, getting shorter.”
Ben said nothing. But he knew Cecil was working up to something.
Cecil said, “And those we’ve talked with seemed to have misplaced their faith.”
“Stop dancing around what’s on your mind, Cec. It isn’t like you. Come on, let’s have it.”
Cecil made up his mind. It might be the wrong direction to take-might be very bad advice-but Chase and Ike and Juan and Mark and Colonel Gray and all the others in positions of authority in the Rebels had agreed it was worth a shot.
“Maybe it’s up to you to put the faith of the people back on the track, Ben.”
“You better explain that,” Ben said. There was a deadly quality to his tone.
Cecil met his angry eyes. “Maybe what the kids believe isn’t such a bad idea.”
“I don’t believe I’m hearing this!”
“Ben…”
“Goddamn you, Cecil. Stop it!”
“No, I won’t stop. And I won’t allow you to make me angry. People have lost their faith in God. And a nation cannot exist as such without that faith, and you know it. Ben, if this nation ever gets whole again, it will be your doing. And only yours. No one is asking that you set yourself up as some little tin god on a make-believe throne. But if a strong belief in you is what it takes to help repair this country-then so be it.”
Ben sat back in his chair. He was stunned speechless. That this ex-college professor, this highly educated man, this man he called friend for many years … could even dream of such a monstrous idea. It was inconceivable.
It was ludicrous.
“Chase agrees, Ben,” Cecil said.
Ben sat in silence.
“Ike agrees, Ben.”
Ben looked at the man, not believing what he was hearing.
“Juan and Mark and Dan agree, Ben.”
Ben found his voice. “You want me to walk out of that goddamned door and not come back, Cec?”
“You know I don’t, Ben.”
“Then don’t you ever bring this up again, Cec. By all that’s holy-no pun intended-I’ll take Gale and clear out. I mean it.”
“It just may be too late, Ben. I think you have given that some thought, too. Am I right?”
He had, but he was not going to give up without a fight.
“Sometimes, Ben, an unwilling or reluctant god is preferable to the people.”
“We won’t speak of this again, Cecil. I’ll forget you brought it up.”
Cecil’s eyes were sad. “Yes, we’ll speak of it again, Ben. Whether you like it or not, whether you want to or not. But we will speak of it again.”
Cecil walked from the room.
Ben had made it clear to Gale the subject was closed. She respected his wishes and did not speak of the matter of gods.
As they stood in the predawn darkness, listening to the sounds of engines coughing into life, she looked up at Ben.
“A new land, Ben? A place where we can live in peace and raise our children?”
“I hope so, Gale.”
She knew he was just saying that because it was what she wanted to hear.
“Colonel Gray?” Ben called. “Move the people east.”
“Yes, sir.”
THE REBEL
Ben looked to the west, toward the dream of a master race. “I’ll kill you someday, Striganov,” he muttered, as Gale stirred beside him. “Tattoo that on your arm.”
THE RUSSIAN
Striganov stood with the sun just looming over the horizon. He stood looking toward the dream of a free society.
“I’ll kill you some day, Ben Raines,” he said. “That is a promise.”
“Sir?” Colonel Fechnor said.
Striganov turned. “Yes.”
“The women have begun birthing the half-mutants.”
“Oh? How do they look?”
Fechnor smiled, the sun gleaming off his steel teeth. “Magnificent, sir. They are truly a sight to behold.”
THE PEOPLE
The ragged and dirty little girl stood holding onto the hand of her big brother. She was six. He was nine.
They stood looking toward the east.
“Are we going now?” she asked.
“Yes.”
“To find this man?”
“Yes. It’s a long way, but we’ll make it.”
“And then everything will be all right? We won’t be hungry or cold or afraid anymore?”
“That’s right.”
They started walking down the weed-filled, old two-lane highway.
“This man,” she said, “he must be somebody really special.”
Her brother looked at he
r. “The people back in the caves said he was.”
“What is he?”
“They said he was God.”
“I’ve heard of that person,” she replied. “I wish we were there now. I’m hungry.”
“Maybe I can kill us a rabbit and we’ll cook it.”
She wrapped her thin coat around her. “Does God have a name?”
“Ben Raines.”
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