Product DescriptionMankind has discovered a new way to kill; a weapon called Scythe comprised of technology that can transform a soldier into a one-man army. But this weapon has a flaw, according to the soldier assigned to use it. It does not want to kill. When war breaks out, this weapon of mass destruction fears that it may not have a choice.- He carried me to the beach because I had told him that I wanted to see a real one before we completed our mission. When the helicopter had dropped us into the jungle, a strap from my harness had covered my eye. I never had a chance to see the inspiration behind my simulated dreams. Now I could feel my dreams becoming real. I sensed something falling on my slender body and I heard waves as they slapped the shore. I opened my large eye expecting to see a yellow sun and light rain falling from a partly blue sky, just like in my dreams, but the sun… The sunset’s light shone blood red through the falling ash as the ocean reflected the dying day, like a vast puddle of blood. The hot wind blew and I smelled death. Where is that smell coming from? My voice vibrated through his hands and the sensors in his gloves decoded my language to him. I could hear his respirator from his armored radiation suit adjust to his breathing. “I can’t smell anything, but from the looks of it, it’s probably all the dead fish washing up,” he said. He slowly turned me from right to left so that I could scan the ocean. I zoomed in my eye toward the shore and to my dismay Death waved back at me; its hands were full of  dead fish. Let’s go, I said. This is a nightmare. “You’re a nightmare, Scythe,” he said. Scythe? I thought. I stored his new name for me in my processor. Then leave me here so that I can complete mankind’s interpretation of hell. He laughed, which he often did from my quips. The scientists made sure they paired me with a soldier who was compatible with my personality, or at least they said they did. We had been together for two weeks of basic training and a half-an-hour on this mission and I was already surprised in his name choice for me. Maybe it’s the  nvironment? I thought as I looked at the shore, which was littered with hundreds of dead fish covered in  ash. His chuckle sounded alien from his respirator. “You think this is hell?” He asked. “Wait until we  each the target.” He looked up at the falling ash. “By now they probably have a riot on their hands.” We turned and moved toward the jungle. I could see that the ash collecting on the palm trees was making their tops sag, which gave the appearance that Mother Nature was bowing her head in sadness to the atrocity man  had inadvertently committed on her beach. “Seriously though, I’m sorry about the fallout ruining what would have been a beautiful tropical sunset,” he said….Product Details Sold by: Amazon Digital Services Language: English ASIN: B005DUCVB8