There were flyers all over the wall where the nation’s motto was painted - “A??? ?? ????? ????????! But the Nation will Prosper!” Flyers with slogans trying to fight the government. Trying to fight me. I readjusted my dark sunglasses so I could read what they said. “Representation not Supervision,” “No more Surveillance,” “Fight For Freedom.”
“Get these signs down!” I ordered. “Now.”
The men I had brought with me pulled down the papers and shoved them into the already stuffed bags over their shoulders. All of the areas had the posters, but Kappa was by far the worst. Every window and corner, no matter where you looked the seeds of a rebellion could be seen.
“Let’s head over to Lambda now,” I directed as I walked back to my car. “We need to get the rest of these down ASAP.”
I’d known there would always be someone against me but I had to stay one step ahead. I had to keep the country together. Protected. Prosperous.
Before we revolutionized the country, the people were always rebelling. Always fighting. They never worked together for a common purpose. Now they did. They worked to make the nation function. To make it prosper.

The wall was covered in screens, each split into four sections, and each section had an address, time, and date in the bottom corner. I leaned back in my chair and let my eyes wander from screen to screen. One screen showed a family eating dinner. Another showed a group of small children playing a game. Another showed two siblings doing homework. Another showed a dad and a child, presumably his son, watching television.
I smiled. ‘Everything is as it should be,’ I thought still scanning the screens for anything out of the ordinary.
My eyes stopped on one screen. 304 Sigma. The family was sitting around an elderly man who was talking. They were all listening intently to what he was saying. The man was making strong gestures with his arms, while the two teenagers sat by his feet with awed looks on their faces. A woman sat on a sofa across the room from him. She looked nervous and kept glancing over at the camera.
I pressed the intercom button and called to my assistant, “Give me audio for 304 Sigma.”
“-cided to install cameras around the school,” the elderly man was saying. “You should have seen the commotion that caused! The parents were pretty evenly divided, but the students! They protested, signed petitions, did everything we could to prevent the cameras from being put up in our school. I’ve never seen so many people rally behind one cause since then.”
I felt my face burning with anger. How dare this man tell these stories. How dare he try to instill fear into his grandchildren. How dare he try to spread the rebellion even further than Kappa.
The man continued, “Of course there were some who agreed that the cameras would be beneficial. Eventually, they won clearly. But I still wonder -”
“Dad, I think that’s enough now,” the woman sitting across from the man interrupted, motioning with her head towards where the camera must be sitting.
I chuckled at the evident fear the cameras gave her. ‘That is more like it,’ I thought. I continued watching the screen. The family all stood up and went to their rooms.
“Jane, turn the audio back off.”
There was nothing more to see so I searched for 304 Sigma on my computer and checked the logs of who had been to the home in the past 12 hours.
Martin Kall. Entry Time: 19:28.
Kall… Lives in Kappa then, I smiled as I scrolled down through his page.
He lived at 153 Kappa, near the outskirts of town. ‘Perfect,’ I thought.

The next day, I called for the Victrix, “I have reason to believe that the people are planning a rebellion. I have heard them infecting the young people’s minds with ideas of a revolution. They tell them of a time before we saved them. They inspire hope into the children, causing them to fear us.”
While I was talking, pictures flashed on the screen behind me of families talking, people glancing nervously at the cameras.
“Your mission today,” I continued, “is to fly to the old city outside of the Area Kappa and destroy it. No one should be living there so no people will be harmed purposefully. There is not to be one building left standing.”
“Yes, sir,” the twelve pilots answered back unanimously, though I saw a few wary glances.
“Failure to succeed will likely lead to your position being terminated. Dismissed.”

I went down to communications and watched the monitors on the walls. These screens showed the different cities and areas. I found Kappa and watched the people moving about. Getting ready for the day. Most people were walking but every now and then I would see a car go past. I shifted my attention to the screen showing the city outside of Kappa. A few of the Victrix were circling around the city, waiting for the others.
‘Soon,’ I thought.
Back in Kappa, a few children were walking along the edge of the area. One of them pointed up at the planes and said something to his friends.
“Fire,” I ordered over the two-way radio.

I adjusted my tie and walked up to the microphone on the stage. Everyone in the nation was watching their televisions now. Whatever they were doing, they were required to watch this program every week when it aired.
I cleared my throat, “What happened today is a tragedy that will not be soon forgotten. Today, while attempting to crush an impending rebellion which would leave our nation divided, weak, and lost, Kappa was unfortunately and wrongly devastatingly ruined. Many who lived on the outskirting areas of Kappa are now without shelter or food. Some even lost their lives.
“But this was a necessary loss for the future of our nation. For how can we be strong when we are divided? How can we triumph and have peace when we are fighting with those who provide for us?
“In order to prevent any tragedy like this from occurring again, all cities are off limits. There is too be no one in the cities at any times. People are to remain in their own areas unless they have pressing circumstances. If anyone wishes to leave their area to visit another, they must send a request form to their mayor who may approve it.
“Thank you in advance for your cooperation. A??? ?? ????? ????????! But the Nation will Prosper!”